“Once upon a younger yearOne day my father he told me，Son don't let it slip awayHe said one day you'll leave this world behind”

This song "The Nights", as the representative work of the European and American male singer A God that Wang Yongren admired most in his previous life, still has a deep memory, and occasionally opens and listens to it several times in the process of writing on the street.

The reason why I sang to Senior Sister Su was naturally not to ask the other party to compose the music, but just to let her be familiar with the rhythm so that she could think about how to accompani.

He was going to make a sample and send it to Eason, thanking him for his righteous words.

As for the question of composition, he didn't have to think about it at all.

"Well, I'll try it first."

After listening to the junior's humming, Su Qiuyi thought for a moment and began to play slowly.

Wang Yongren, who was sitting next to him, was also tapping the beat with his fingers.

Two hours later, after a sample of the true rough version of the song was recorded, Wang Yongren logged in to his QQ directly on the computer in the recording studio and sent a private email to Eason.

"Eason, thank you so much for your recommendation at the launch. I recently wrote an English song, I want you to enjoy it, the sample and lyrics have been sent to your QQ mailbox. ”

didn't say that he would send it directly to the other party, Wang Yongren, who is a cultural person, sent a more euphemistic message to the past.

As for sending it, it has to be liked by the other party after reading it, and it's not too late to mention it.

In case, the other party doesn't like this English song, wouldn't it be in vain!

"Ah Ren, you are too serious about repaying the favor."

After the junior brother finished sending, Su Qiuyi leaned his head on the other party's shoulder and said softly.

Regarding the talent of her junior boyfriend, Su Qiuyi, who had known her for a long time, did not make a fuss.

However, she didn't expect that her boyfriend could write English songs, and he was really a treasure junior!

Thankfully, it wasn't snatched away.

"Sometimes, I'm more serious."

Hugging Senior Sister Su into his arms, Wang Yongren smiled and lowered his head.

In the evening of the port city, the winter wind is a bit noisy.

After a busy day's work, Eason returned home, took a shower, teased his daughter to sleep, sat leisurely in front of the computer, looked at various news websites, Facebook, Twitter, and finally opened QQ, which is rarely used.

"Well, who sent me the email?"

Seeing a new email prompt in the mailbox, and then seeing a QQ message reminder, Eason clicked on it and found that it was the young writer in the mainland who basically hadn't been in touch with him since adding friends.

"Newly written English songs?!"

After reading the other party's message, Eason raised his eyebrows, opened his mailbox and downloaded the compressed file.

After decompressing, Eason didn't read the lyrics for the first time, but clicked on the audio file, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes and listened.

At first it was a relatively simple and rough piano tune, followed by a very amateur bass.

“Once upon a younger year”

Eason, who was a little casual at first, sat up straight, listened to the song demo once, and clicked play again.

After listening to the song three times in a row, Eason's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he opened the file of the lyrics and listened to the lyrics two more times.

Holding the single in front of him, the fingers of his right hand tapping on his chin, Eason sent a message to the little brother: "The song is very good, but the song is a little too rough, do you need me to help you find someone to compose the music?" ”

Although he really wanted to buy this English song that felt very good as soon as possible, the gentleman did not take the favor of others, and Eason still suppressed the impulse in his heart.

"Well, replied."

Wang Yongren, who was sitting in the rental room surfing the Internet, had just finished playing QQ Hall with the 'Sissi Hardest' group, and saw the reply of the little king of the music world, and then typed a line: "If you like it, this song will be given to you as a wedding gift." ”

According to the news on the Internet, the other party just held a wedding in March this year, although this gift was delivered a little late, but it can be said.

"Hehe, interesting."

After reading the other party's reply, Eason, who has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, certainly understands that the other party is ready to give it to him as soon as he sends an email, but he is not sure whether he likes it or not.

However, it can also be seen from here that the young writer who has never been masked is very confident and talented.

didn't want to miss such a high-quality English song, Eason, who had been troubled by the weakness of English songs, also replied directly to the other party: "That's disrespectful, I like this song very much, thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

It is rare to get in touch with this new generation of little kings, Wang Yongren chatted briefly and ended the conversation.

What is there to talk about with male singers!!

"Sister Chen, please help me inquire about the bank account number of Wang Yongren, the author of "Huaxia Emperor Chat Group" last time. Well, he sent me an English song, very nice rest assured, I'll go to the studio tomorrow, and the sample will come out for the first time you can enjoy it."

After the chat with the other party, Eason listened to the song demo twice again and called his agent.

Although the king brother said that it was given to him for free, Eason would not accept such a valuable gift for no reason, and the money should still be given.

Otherwise, he would be embarrassed to meet this little brother in the future.

"Ah Ren, you wrote an English song for Eason?"

Early on Saturday morning, Wang Yongren, who had just sent Sister Su home after breakfast, received a call from Sister Dong while driving, and immediately turned on the megaphone.

Drive, don't hold the phone, safety first!

"Well, what's wrong, Sister Dong?"

In this regard, Wang Yongren did not hide it.

It's just that he didn't expect Sister Dong to know so quickly, and Wang Yongren, who was flexible in his thinking, quickly thought of a possibility.

"Eason's agent contacted the agency and wanted to ask about your bank card account number, so I asked by the way."

Hearing the confirmation of this little handsome writer, a smile appeared on the corner of Dong Qincheng's mouth.

There is no doubt that the English song that the other party came up with must have made Eason very satisfied, otherwise the famous agent of the port city would not be so polite, and said that he would invite her to afternoon tea next time.

Last time, when she contacted the other party on behalf of the publishing house, she didn't talk twice, it was all official words.

"Oh, is Eason so polite?! I just wrote a random song and thanked him. ”

I didn't expect the new generation of little heavenly king to be so polite, but Wang Yongren didn't know what to say.

I have to say that Eason is worthy of being the only little king in the current music industry who can compete with Dong Chou twice, and his vision is really nothing to say.

"Okay, let's not bother you and your little girlfriend."

Knowing that the other party's little girlfriend was not by his side, Dong Qincheng still couldn't help but joke with the other party.

She found that she didn't know enough about the little handsome writer!

“.”

Hung up Sister Dong's phone, not long after Wang Yongren returned to the rental house, he received a text message to the account, and the port city directly called 500,000 yuan.

In the face of Eason's atmosphere, Wang Yongren left a message on QQ and was polite.

However, since the other party has called the money, he can't return it, so he can only be disrespectful.

As the temperature dropped to single digits, the autumn clothes of the clothing store were fully cleared, and the two 80-square-meter stores were all changed into winter clothes, and even two simple models were put on the display, promoting the winter combination of stockings and cotton tights, which was very fashionable and ladylike.

In addition to the girls of Lido College, some young girls in the surrounding urban area have also gradually learned about this 'lady's house' clothing store hidden deep in the community.

To Wang Yongren's surprise, among the new products on the shelves, the first one to be out of stock was not warm cotton tights, but thick stockings with a good texture, which allowed Yiwu manufacturers to increase the amount of goods twice in a row.

As a young lady in the main buying group, she wears some too heavy makeup, and she buys twenty or thirty pairs, which is not bad at all.

"Ran Min, salary 1500, bonus 1300"

On the morning of December 1st, Wang Yongren, who had just finished breakfast, walked over with a large stack of red tickets, sat on a chair behind the counter, and stood neatly in front of eight young girls with different appearances.

(End of chapter)