"I still owe three songs to the store and can settle and leave, can you wait for me?" The singer seemed a little hurried.

"We'll wait for you." Wu Xing nodded and agreed.

After returning to the position just now, the two die-hard friends stared directly at Wu Xing with a murderous gaze.

Wu Xing blinked a little puzzled and said, "Is there something on my face?" You're staring at me like that. ”

"Hurry up and be honest, when did you kid learn to music?" Zhang Jianlong said with a vicious expression.

"I've learned it a long time ago, but I haven't shown it." Wu Xing smiled politely.

Li Yuan stared at Wu Xing with wide eyes.

Damn, he pretended to be it!

"Where did you learn that song just now, it's pretty good." Zhang Jianlong said with some curiosity.

"Hmm...... That was written by a friend of mine. Wu Xing hesitated for a moment and spoke.

I see!

The two die-hard friends immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In their eyes, Wu Xinghui's playing and singing has dealt them a heavy blow.

If you have good academic performance and play basketball, you can sing so well!

If they learn that he can write songs, they will probably die of shame.

Obviously they are all brothers, why is the gap so big!

At this time, two young ladies dressed sensually walked towards them.

Both of them have heavy makeup painted on their faces, and it is estimated that they can have eight points for their appearance, but if they remove the makeup, it is estimated that they will not have seven points.

"This little brother, what you sang on it just now is really good, I'm also very interested in music, can you add a WeChat chat?" One of the young ladies in short skirts asked him.

To be honest, the three people who didn't wear school uniforms looked like young people in their twenties.

Especially Wu Xing, there is almost no greenness on his face that only high school students have.

Wu Xing smiled shyly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm still a student, and my mother won't let me fall in love." ”

The two women were stunned when they heard this, and when they saw Wu Xing's serious face, they left with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha! There's really you kid. Zhang Jianlong laughed.

Li Yuan quipped: "The old cow wants to eat tender grass!" ”

"Do you want to go to the arcade together?" Zhang Jianlong asked.

"Forget it." Wu Xing shook his head and said, "I have something to do later, you can go." ”

"Are you sure you really won't go?" Zhang Jianlong asked again.

Wu Xing thought for a moment and said, "I'll go over when I have time." ”

After the two left, Wu Xing listened intently to the singing of the singers on the stage.

The more I listened to him, the more emotional, this tone came out of the same mold as Lao Xue.

After singing the third song, the singer put away his guitar, hurriedly walked to the front desk to settle the fee, and then walked towards Wu Xing.

"Hello." He stretched out his hand towards Wu Xing: "Formally introduce myself, my name is Wang Ming." ”

"Wu Xing, pen name Pigeon White." Wu Xing stretched out his hand and responded.

"Did you write that song yourself?" Wang Ming pursed his lips and asked.

"Yes." Wu Xing nodded.

Wang Ming's face was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

In his eyes, Wu Xing in front of him was only in his early twenties at most, and he was a little emotional.

Two words came to my mind: "genius!!

"I know you may not be able to afford to buy out the rights to this song, so I decided to go with you on a split basis." Wu Xing said.

"You sit down first."

Wang Ming walked across from him and sat down, looking at Wu Xing with a serious face.

"I don't want to share, as long as you sing this song to me, all the proceeds will be given to you." He didn't hesitate to speak.

Wu Xing suddenly smiled, this guy is even more crazy than Zhao Yunlong's love for music.

They don't think about their own interests at all.

He can see that this is the person who really loves music, not those little white-faced traffic singers can compare.

"Let's divide it into three-sevens, it can't be less." Wu Xing proposed.

"No, you don't." Wang Ming hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I don't need to make a profit, if you let me sing this song, you will already suffer." ”

Wu Xing looked at the long sleeves that had turned white on his body, as well as ripped jeans.

That's definitely not deliberately worn for the sake of popularity, but he really saves.

Wu Xing said with a serious face: "Either three or seven points, or I won't cooperate with you anymore, you can think about it yourself." ”

When Wang Ming heard this, he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay then." ”

"Do you have pen and paper?" Wu Xing asked him.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and ask the front desk." Wang Ming got up and walked towards the front desk, and asked the clerk there for a few pieces of white paper and a ballpoint pen.

It took Wu Xing more than ten minutes to write down the entire "Ugly Eight Monsters".

Looking at the dense notes and lyrics on it, Wang Ming was stunned.

Since the popularization of computers, few people have written songs on paper.

This is the first time he has seen this ancient way in reality.

"Is there a print shop around here?" Wu Xing asked him.

"Yes, I'll take you."

When he arrived at the printing shop, Wu Xing found a template for the copyright contract of a musical work on the Internet, changed some of the above contents, printed it in two copies, and signed his name with Wang Ming.

Wang Ming held the contract and the paper full of lyrics and songs, and the whole person was a little hollow.

He still can't slow down, but he really won such a good song.

"When are you going to release this song?"

Sitting on the steps on the side of the road, Wu Xing asked Wang Ming.

"I'm going to familiarize myself with it tonight, and I can go to the recording tomorrow." Wang Ming responded.

"Do you have time tomorrow?"

He rubbed his head embarrassedly.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xing wondered.

"You wrote this song, I don't think anyone knows him better than you, if you have time, I'd like to ask you to point me in while I'm recording." Wang Ming said.

"What time is tomorrow?" Wu Xing asked.

"It's okay to have any time, as long as you have time." Wang Ming hurriedly said.

"Then tomorrow at nine o'clock." Wu Xingdao.

He glanced at the time, and it was only past eight o'clock.

Li Yuan: They should still be in the video game city.

He said to Wang Ming: "Tomorrow WeChat contact, I'll go first." ”

The video game city is not far from the place where Wu Xing is located, just at the exit of the commercial street.

There is a large shopping mall, and the arcade encompasses the entire sixth floor.

When Wu Xing found them, they were fighting the boxing champion.

Wu Xing played this game when he was in elementary school, but he wasn't very proficient.

Stand aside and watch the two fight.

[Congratulations on picking up the beginner boxing king game knowledge!] 】

A memory of the King of Boxing game came to Wu Xing's mind.

Wu Xing seemed to have discovered a new continent.

It turns out that there are not only some artistic skills, but even game skills can be picked up.

In front of another machine next to it, two uncles in suits in their thirties are fiercely fighting against each other.

They're probably here for nostalgia.

Wu Xing stood aside and watched for a while.

[Congratulations on picking up the advanced boxing king game knowledge!] 】