At three o'clock in the afternoon, an alarm woke Wakamaru from his dream, looking at the dark room, Wakamaru lay on the bed for another ten minutes, then slowly sat up, picked up the remote control next to the bed, opened the curtains, and the sun shone in the room, Wakamaru touched his hand to the side of the eye, wiped the clothes on his body casually and took them, got up and left the bed, and walked to his own studio.

Wakamaru is an inconspicuous arranger in Hai'an City, unlike those well-known predecessors in the industry, after graduating from the Capital Conservatory of Music, Wakamaru did not join a celebrity's studio, or went to a company as an arranger, but returned to Hai'an, relying on his parents' money, set up a studio of his own, at that time, he was full of enthusiasm, thinking that with his own ability, he did not have to rely on others at all, and he could break out of the world.

But as time passes, the blood in his heart has already cooled down with the reality of hitting a wall, in the music circle, the importance of connections and capital is far more important than talent, because this circle is very small, and there are few stars, if you want to write songs or arrange music for those big stars, without connections and recommendations, your song will not even appear on their recruitment recommendation list.

This made Wakamaru very angry at first, but at this time Wakamaru was not disheartened by this, he began to write songs for some small stars, these people are not very famous, and the choice is relatively wide, and they will not require that they must be written by everyone to sing, Wakamaru thinks that with his talent, he can make a newcomer also be able to sing fire.

But it turns out that in this era, it is no longer the time for a song to be popular all over the country, Wakamaru's songs are actually well written, very trendy, but the people who sing his songs are completely inconspicuous characters, these songs don't even have a singing stage, so they can't be widely spread at all, Wakamaru wants to take the song he wrote, and the dream of becoming popular all over the country is shattered.

The cruelty of reality made Wakamaru very disappointed, and the pressure of life also made him have to bend his waist for five buckets of rice, from originally writing songs for big stars to make money, to writing songs for little stars to realize their dreams, now Wakamaru is already a well-known arranger and composer in the Internet celebrity circle, compared to the height of the stars, these Internet celebrities are very easy to satisfy, as long as the music is made more enthusiastic, they will be very satisfied.

And they are not soft at all when they give money, no less than those big stars, relying on the support of these people, Wakamaru also used his own hands in Hai'an City to earn his own car and house, with his age of twenty-six, this is definitely a thing worth boasting about.

Ruomaru turned on the computer and started a day's work, an industry celebrity like him, has been busy working every day, sending the songs that have been written to customers, and then discussing the direction and style of the arrangement with other customers, at the beginning, Ruomaru was not familiar with these rumors, and he didn't even dare to open the voice, which made him very nervous, but now he has been able to talk and laugh with those Internet celebrities, see people talk to people, talk nonsense, chat and fart, he is simply one of the veterans.

"Okay, I'll change this arrangement as you say, don't worry." Wakamaru hung up a phone call with a smile, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, looking at his studio, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, now he is no longer the graduate who can only rely on his parents to support, he has a foothold in Hai'an City by himself, it stands to reason that he should be proud.

But looking at his newly composed tunes and compiled demos, Wakamaru only feels that he has really become the one he hates the most, he doesn't like these music at all, it sounds like country rock in general, what he likes is more enthusiastic, more delicate, and it can move people, rather than a simple patchwork of words, not a simple shouting microphone, not a picture of a cheerful.

"Dington, you have a new email." The email reminder in the lower right corner of the desktop made Wakamaru's soul return to his body from the outside world, he didn't open the email immediately, but left the studio to make himself a cup of coffee, and now, he didn't want to get in touch with work so quickly, and waited until he was in the living room outside, seeing enough of the scenery, and then he returned to his room and opened the email.

"Mr. Wakamaru, hello, I'm Su Yu's classmate, I think he should have contacted you, this is my newly written song, I hope you can help correct it, thank you." The following signature is Xia Shuhan, Wakamaru looked at this email, and immediately thought of the guy called Su Yu, a dead face.

I don't know where that guy got his phone number, he actually sent himself a message at eight o'clock in the morning, don't you know that the people who do what we do are night owls! At that time, Wakamaru was sleeping, but he was directly woken up by Su Yu's deadly chain.

The reason why the mobile phone is not turned off is because Wakamaru's parents do not live in Hai'an, they still live in the countryside, and in recent times, his father's health is not good, so Wakamaru does not dare to turn off the phone, for fear of missing an important call, so in the face of Su Yu's harassment, he can only pick up the phone.

Before Ruomaru began to scold, Su Yu on the other side began to explain his intention very enthusiastically, and Ruomaru also knew that Su Yu wanted to find himself to arrange the music, and when he heard that it was a matter of work, Ruomaru's attitude immediately changed significantly, and this incident made a deep impression on Ruomaru, so when Shu Han mentioned Su Yu, Ruomaru unconsciously bit the cup in his hand.

"Today's high school students are thinking about being famous all day long, alas, it's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not ancient." Wakamaru looked at the email in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head with emotion, as an online arranger, he has seen a lot of high school students like Shu Han, who have unrealistic dreams every day, wanting to become an idol or a singer, so as to make a lot of money.

But the vast majority of them are often getting deeper and deeper in it, their fame is not out, their studies are delayed, and in the end they can only mix in society at the level of junior high school dropouts, or go to the hotel to work as a stage, or they are supported by rich women and wealthy businessmen.

The one in front of him is just another naïve teenager who has fantasies about the entertainment industry and wants to soar to the sky, but in the face of customers, Wakamaru obviously won't say what he thinks in his heart, after all, if there are no such people, who will he find to make money.

Thinking of this, Wakamaru clicked his mouse on the attached document and began to listen to the tune sent by Shu Han without any expectations.