That day, I sang K until more than one o'clock in the morning.

After selling the copied song to Gu Ru, Yan Xin's mood also relaxed, and he seemed very relaxed in the second half, and even a little hilarious.

I don't know how many of beer I drank.

However, the beer there is very low in alcohol, which is more suitable for calling it beer-flavored water, and has no other use than to increase the number of toilet visits.

Don't say you're not drunk, not even slightly drunk.

This time K song, the private room didn't use a lot of money, the money for the private room here is very low, and it looks like it's given for nothing.

It's just that the fruit bowl will be more expensive than other places, and then call the singing girl, and the fee will be more expensive.

Overall, it will be higher than other KTV consumption.

But for the two of them now, this money really doesn't count as much money, and they don't pay attention to it at all.

The two of them went back together, Chen Li asked Yan Xin if he was interested in doing any more entertainment activities, such as opening a room and calling a girl to accompany him to talk about life and ideals.

was rejected by Yan Xin: "Don't persuade me, I don't share the sky with pornography, gambling and drugs!" ”

Chen Li said: "The emperor is above, and I don't share the sky with gambling and drugs!" ”

I didn't go to work the next day, and I woke up at ten o'clock.

After waking up, I took a look at my phone and saw Gu Ru's QQ message: "I wrote out your song on the recording, sang it a few times, I thought it was good, and I sent it to a few friends, and they all said it was okay." I'm going to find a friend to arrange the music today. What class do you take now? Let's meet and talk about cooperation when we have time. ”

I saw that the time was sent at nine o'clock.

Yan Xin replied: "I'm sorry, I went to sing in the karaoke room on my birthday yesterday, I slept a little late, and I just woke up." I worked the morning shift until the 31st, and I was still in that position. But I didn't go to work today, so I took a leave of absence. Sister Ru can meet whenever she wants. ”

Before I got up, I could hear the sound of popping in the living room, it was Chen Li who was working again, and was violently banging on the keyboard.

"What a hard-working little bee!" Yan Xin sighed in his heart.

He closed his eyes and squinted for a few more minutes, then he got up, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Chen Li really coding words in the living room.

Although this guy is a little more salty than before, on the whole, he is still very hardworking.

After washing, he sat down next to Chen Li and asked him, "Where are you going to eat at noon?" ”

"Whatever."

Chen Li spoke, stopped the code word, and said:

"I read the log you posted on QQ Space yesterday today, and the lyrics are so awesome. Brother, your writing is good, how can you not write well on the Internet? Is it because you're lazy? ”

Yan Xin glanced at him depressedly, thinking to himself: "If I can really write well, then won't I do it myself?" ”

Now that I want to take the route of copying songs, it's hard to say that my writing is bad, so I waved my hand and said:

"Lyrics are such a thing, as soon as the inspiration comes, it comes out with a bang. But this kind of thing, millions of words at every turn, no amount of inspiration can fill this hole, this is not the same thing at all. I can write lyrics, but I can't. ”

Chen Li understood: "Your inspiration above can only support you to have a brain hole, design character and plot conflicts, and can't support the text filling in the details." ”

Yan Xin nodded: "That's the case, I only have the ability to design, not the ability to practice." ”

Chen Li rolled his eyes: "You mean that you are an interior designer, and I am a master of tiling." ”

"Young man, don't be presumptuous," Yan Xin patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely, "The tiling master is very important, and ordinary people can't do this job well!" ”

The cooperation of two people is very important, and no one can lack the other, so appropriate encouragement is necessary.

It's just that Chen Li didn't think it was encouragement, and felt that he had been hit.

But I also have to admit that this young man, who is more than a year younger than himself, is a very talented person.

Without him, Yan Xin would be able to live a very nourishing life with his ability to create songs.

Without Yan Xin, he can only write old-fashioned stories, and there is a high probability that he is not even qualified to be on the shelves.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "It's all the same people, why is the gap so big?" ”

Yan Xin rested that day, and after eating at noon, he went to Tianyou City alone, bought a few sets of clothes, and bought two pairs of shoes, spending more than 1,000 yuan.

The weather is getting warmer, and the clothes that Elili gave him are only suitable for winter, and now he should buy a few clothes for spring and summer.

Barely a rich man, there is no need to dress at such a price.

That night, he used the computer for a while while when Chen Li was taking a shower, logged in to QQ space, clicked on the log, and saw more than a dozen comments.

Among them are his QQ friends, and there are also a few strangers.

His QQ space does not have a set of strangers not to enter, so strangers will come in and leave comments.

Judging from the comments, most of them are praising him for his talent, and a few of them are here to step on the space, leaving the comment space to step on each other.

There is Gu Ru's comment in it: "Very well written. ”

There is a comment from Xiao Shiyu: "Uncle must be able to feel your heart." ”

And Ellilie's comment: "It's so well written, I'm about to cry." ”

Yan Xin did not reply.

In this diary, he is a creator and a literary youth, and he must maintain the forced character of a literary and artistic youth, and he cannot interact with people casually.

I was thinking about whether to make persistent efforts, publish another journal, and copy another lyric.

But it's not good to think that it's too hard, and I control the plagiarism that is about to move.

That night, the stray cat in reincarnation sent him a message:

"After reading your diary yesterday, what, are you going to develop in the music world?"

"How can you see that?" Yan Xin said it was very strange.

Although he did think so, he wondered how the other party saw it.

Stray cats in reincarnation: "Without this idea, what are you sending that thing for?" You won't tell me that you are the one who is overflowing with the heart of a young man and wants to show off your talent in QQ Space, right? ”

"Can't you?" Yan Xin asked rhetorically.

"Yes, yes, but that's not your style." Stray cats in reincarnation say so.

Yan Xin finally admitted: "I do have such an idea, I want to try it, and I won't suffer anyway." ”

Then he asked, "Do you think I wrote this lyric well?" ”

Stray cats in reincarnation: "I don't want to praise you. ”

I don't want to praise it, that means that this lyric is still worth praise, which makes Yan Xin a little happy - it seems that his image in Sister Mao's mind has changed again and he has become a talented person.

Although this is a song he stole from the afterlife, the other party doesn't know, rounding it up is equivalent to being original.

I also understand why there are so many crossings, and the protagonist copies poems at every turn.

It's really enjoyable to borrow other people's talents to pretend to be forced, and to do such things.

- as long as no one comes to debunk.

(End of chapter)