Chen Ya was already a little angry.

He hadn't felt such frustration since he was reborn into this world and found that it didn't have any of the cultural works on the previous Blue Star.

He didn't expect that Jiang Xinhai was a person who was more proud than him.

But thinking about her resume, it is normal to have a reborn who is a reborn.

So, he quickly returned to his normal mind.

Chen Ya took out a piece of paper from his arms: "You sing this song." ”

Jiang Xinhai glanced at the piece of paper, and the words "red bean" were written on the top of the crumpled paper.

"Why should I sing?" She looked up at him.

"Because I wrote it for you."

Jiang Xinhai's first reaction was to refuse.

It's not that she's arrogant, it's just that Chen Ya is the 12th boy to say that he wrote songs for her.

It's a coastal university, and there are a lot of male students who can compose.

She stared at Chen Ya's face with a regretful expression. She has experienced this kind of bubble girl routine 11 times, and even the confident expression on Chen Ya's face is similar to the 11 people in front of her.

"This song can at least win a Golden Melody Award, the TOP5 of the year, and this song alone is enough for you to eat for a lifetime." Chen Ya said again.

Jiang Xinhai was a little interested.

After all, not everyone has him so good at blowing.

"Then since you're so powerful, why are you looking for me, an amateur who hasn't sung a few songs?"

"You have a unique temperament that can control a lot of my music." Chen Ya said, "Only you can play this song to the extreme, of course, if you can't sing it, it means that I have the wrong person." ”

Jiang Xinhai couldn't stand others saying that she couldn't do it, so she grabbed the piece of paper.

"I haven't felt it yet, but the climate where the snowflakes bloom ......"

She sang two sentences and returned the paper to Chen Ya:

"Can I sing?"

Just by looking at it, I sang the pitch accurately, and it was not out of tune at all.

Chen Ya's eyes bloomed with brilliance, and he nodded and said:

"Yes, yes, but the mood is a little wrong, there must be a feeling of resentment, here I want to sing it again, listen to it."

He sang it again. It's nice to sing.

He handed the score to Jiang Xinhai again.

Jiang Xinhai glanced at him twice and sang two more paragraphs.

"Very good," Chen Ya said, "it seems that you were born to do this." ”

Jiang Xinhai's face was expressionless, but her heart was about to explode with joy.

"If I want to be a singer, can your company sign me a contract?" Jiang Xinhai asked.

"Yes, but not now," Chen Ya said, "If you sign a contract, you will be circled by the company, they point to the east, you can't go west, offending one or two people can refrigerate you for a lifetime, are you willing?" ”

Jiang Xinhai shook his head, and then asked, "Are all singers like this?" ”

"Almost," Chen Ya said, "You will know if you really enter this industry, Chi Ziqian Wang Baduo, why are those popular singers popular?" It's not just that they sing well, but also the company's resources. ”

Jiang Xinhai's heart was half cold: "Then what should I do?" ”

"So we'll have to talk on our own." Chen Ya has unconsciously begun to use "we".

Jiang Xinhai didn't notice it, accepted this setting casually, and asked:

"So how do we talk?"

"Let's make an album first, let the company push the resources, and make three or seven points of money." Chen Ya said.

Jiang Xinhai's eyes widened slightly: "Do you have an album of songs?" ”

"Not yet," Chen Ya was a little embarrassed, "It's all in my head, I just need time to write them out." ”

"Oh." Jiang Xinhai said, "Then you have to hurry, I still have exams in two months, and I have to review." ”

"You want to become a diva in the music world in the future, the exam is a fart, my suggestion is to drop out of school directly."

"I was finally escorted over, would you drop out of school if you were replaced?"

"I dropped out of junior high school."

“…… All right. I'm going to lunch. Jiang Xinhai was speechless.

Chen Ya followed behind her and said:

"My suggestion is that you rent a house nearby first, I concentrate on creating in it, you practice singing when you come back from class, I write a song, you learn a song, and finally an album will sell all over the country!"

Jiang Xinhai turned around: "Good idea, but why should I rent a house?" ”

"Well, for some reason, I don't have any money on me right now."

"Oh." Jiang Xinhai turned his head and left, "I'll think about it." ”

"Then can you treat me to lunch? Because I don't have any money right now. ”

"Yes."

……

Although Jiang Xinhai is a little goddess, there are few people around her who can be called friends, but in fact, she is very generous to her friends.

Of course, it has to be a real friend.

Now that Chen Ya has become a "our" level character, it is no problem to invite him to dinner, she took him to the school cafeteria, Chen Ya pointed out what he wanted to eat, and she helped.

There are still a lot of people in the cafeteria, and everyone in this school knows her, and when they see this scene, they all have frightened thoughts in their hearts:

The little goddess couldn't have been arched by this big pig's trotters, right?

Chen Ya didn't care so much, and talked about music with her while eating.

Xinhai is a bird's stomach, and he can't eat it after eating a little, so he sits there and watches Chen Ya eat.

Then the first thing she knew about Chen Ya was: he had a lot of food. She had 50 yuan for lunch.

She watched him finish eating everything, and Jiang Xinhai didn't know at this time that there would be a program called "Eating Broadcast" in the world in the future, so she thought that she had been staring at Chen Ya because she was eating deliciously, and something was wrong with her.

"Do you have pen and paper?" Chen Ya asked with a hiccup.

"Yes."

She pulled out a small fragrant notebook from her delicate handbag, as well as a small pink pig's head ballpoint pen.

Chen Ya directly put the notebook on the greasy table, and wrote all kinds of words in messy handwriting on the latest page of the notebook.

"The first song is "Red Bean", and the second song should play to your strengths, sing "Legend", and use your transparent voice and treble to conquer the audience. The third song continues the style, "Because of Love", and the fourth song ...... "The Year in a Hurry...... Now Cantonese songs are also popular, and in order to cater to the aesthetics of today's listeners, it is safer to make a song "Easily Injured Woman" with a guarantee......"

Jiang Xinhai didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and felt a little sorry for his book.

"I don't know Cantonese."

"It's okay, I won't," Chen Ya said, "and you can start learning now." ”

"Sounds a bit excessive."

He pointed a ballpoint pen at her and said, "There will be a lot of wonderful Cantonese songs for you to sing in the future, and the Cantonese-speaking area has strong purchasing power, it will be our land of dragon prosperity, you can learn from now on, you won't lose." ”

He lowered his head and nodded at the songs in his notebook, looked up and said, "It's only 5 songs." ”

Jiang Xinhai was stunned: "Huh? That's 5 songs? ”

Chen Ya lowered his head: "I'll think about it again." ”

Jiang Xinhai got up: "I'm going to buy fruits, I'll come back in a while, you can sit here and think slowly." ”

"Don't go," Chen Ya grabbed her hand, "You think with me." ”

"I don't know what you're thinking!"

"You just have to sit here and look at your face and it helps to inspire thought."

"It just doesn't make sense."