Meng Wen fell asleep unconsciously in a huge resentment.

The next day, early in the morning, Meng Wen was woken up by a knock on the door outside, Meng Wen straightened up as usual and wanted to sit up, but he almost twisted his waist when he tried hard, Meng Wen rubbed his waist, only to remember that he seemed to have strengthened his strength twice yesterday, and it seemed that he was still a little uncomfortable with the new strength. Although it took two enhancements to increase by 0. 5 power value, but think of normal people is 1 power value standard, 0. 5 That's equivalent to half the increase in strength, which is not less.

Thinking of this, Meng Wen couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling a lot stronger.

"Immediately" heard the continuous knocking on the door outside, Meng Wen estimated that it was Wang Ting who knocked on the door like this, and hurriedly responded. Meng Wen rubbed his waist, feeling less painful. got out of bed, opened the door and saw that it was Wang Ting.

"Why did it take so long to open the door, my mother came to ask me to wake you up for dinner. Wang Ting paused, and then said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Well, it's okay" Thinking of the pair of white thighs he dreamed of last night, Meng Wen couldn't help but say with a little weakness.

"Oh, then you can wash up first, the meal will be ready soon"

When Meng Wen came out of the bathroom after washing, he saw Wang Bing sitting next to the sofa, and asked strangely, "Big brother, why did you come back?"

"I just came back, by the way, when are you going back?"

"It's noon" Meng Wen listened to Wang Bing's shouting of "Long Shao, Long Shao", a little helpless, he corrected him several times, Wang Bing said that it was not respectful enough to call his name directly, and it was more comfortable to call "Long Shao".

"That's for the best, we barely slept last night, and we've finally finished revising those two songs of yours. After a while, after breakfast, I have to trouble you to go over and listen to it again to see if you are satisfied. Wang Bing said happily.

"Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome, and you don't need to be in such a hurry. You just have to look at it yourself, I don't care. I think you'd better rest at home in the morning. ”

"That's not good, how can I rely on this song for the rest of my life, I still expect a song to become famous, I have to wait for excellence. You'll have to go over and check it yourself, so I'm relieved. Wang Bing said a little anxiously.

"Alright then, let's go for a while, I'm fine anyway. ”

After eating, it was already half past eight. At the urging of Wang Bing, Meng Wen poured a few words for Wang Ting's parents, and drove Wang Bing and Wang Ting to Wang Bing's studio. When I entered the studio, I found that the sofa was a mess, beer bottles were thrown everywhere, and there were some unfinished chicken feet, peanuts and other things to drink. Meng Wen and Wang Ting couldn't help but look at Wang Bing together.

"It's not like I finished changing the tune last night, I'm a little excited, everyone drank a little together," Wang Bing said with some embarrassment.

However, according to Meng Wen's visual measurements, the number of wine bottles on the ground must be at least two or three cases of wine, which is still called drinking?

"That Tingting, you help clean up first, I'll go upstairs and call them down, they are probably still sleeping?" After speaking, Wang Bing didn't wait for Wang Ting to agree, and went upstairs directly.

Meng Wen glanced at Wang Ting, Wang Ting snorted at Wang Bing's distant back, and walked to the side to find a large plastic bag. "If you're too lazy, you know how to eat, and you don't know how to clean up" Wang Ting muttered there and threw these into the bag, while Meng Wen helped to put the scattered wine bottles together, and found a cardboard box to put them on for easy processing.

When Wang Ting and Meng Wen were almost cleaned up, Wang Yue and the others went downstairs one by one in a daze, said hello to Meng Wen, walked to the water pipe in the corner of the hall, washed their faces indiscriminately, and came to their senses one by one.

Wang Bing watched a few people wash their faces, and hurriedly bought tofu brains and fritters on the side of the road when he came to the future, and divided them into points, "Brothers, hurry up and eat, after eating, let's sing the song that was revised last night to Long Shao again, and see if there is anything else to change?" Long Shao will return to Jin City at noon, and there will be no chance in the future." ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly devoured it, and after eating, they wiped their mouths one by one and went directly to the stage to familiarize themselves with their respective instruments. Meng Wen looked at the garbage on the table, and shook his head with some tears and laughter, it seems that these people really don't like to be clean at all. And Wang Ting seems to have been familiar with the temperament of these people for a long time, so she probably didn't bother to talk about them, so she took a garbage bag and threw the leftover breakfast of several people into it.

Several people on the stage were familiar with their musical instruments, and they felt that the state was almost over, and Wang Bing shouted at Meng Wen: "Long Shao, let's start." ”

Wang Bing sang "Blooming Life" first, and sang both sides in a row, of course, the reason why he sang it a second time was because Meng Wen took the initiative to ask for it.

Because when he sang it for the first time, Meng Wen felt that Wang Bing's singing was a little different from the feeling in his memory, but he couldn't say what was different, so he asked Wang Bing to sing it again. only to find out that the climactic transition in the middle of the song is a little stiff, to be exact, a few syllables are not appropriate.

When Meng Wen told Wang Bing and the others to listen to his opinion. Wang Yue said proudly there: "It's really the same thing that heroes see." How about it, I said last night that the climax of this song doesn't feel right, you still don't believe it, and now even Long Shao says so, you should believe it. ”

"Don't put gold on your face, if you can really point out the specific problem like Long Shao, then it's still a bull break. What's the use of just talking about feelings?" The keyboard player next to him couldn't help but struck when he saw Wang Yue's proud appearance.

"Okay, don't say it's useless, let's discuss how to change it first. Wang Bing spoke as the captain.

Everyone is worthy of rock and roll, and after a while, they thought of three or four changes, and then sang them to Meng Wen, Meng Wen listened to them, and finally chose the third change. After the revision, Wang Bing went to the stage again to officially sing "Blooming Life" again, and felt that it was OK, and started the next song "Fly Higher".

This time, there was no need for Meng Wen to remind him, Wang Bing sang it twice in a row, and Meng Wen felt good when he heard it, so he didn't have any opinions.

Wang Bing saw that there was no problem with the two songs, so he prepared the recording equipment and recorded it again, intending to transmit the two songs to Crooked Dog Music. Of course, Wang Bing is only responsible for uploading "Blooming Life".

As for "Fly Higher", because of Wang Bing's insistence before, it was uploaded by Meng Wenlai. According to the upload regulations of Crooked Dog Music, the singer, composer, and lyricist of a song have the right to upload, but only one person can upload it. Of course, no matter who uploads the three, the content displayed on the public page is the same, and the only difference may be that the attribution of the background income is different. In this way, in the future, the income of "Fly Higher" will be directly transferred to Meng Wen's account.

Meng Wen saw Wang Bing open his crooked dog music backstage, and suddenly thought of Wang Wei, the editor of crooked dog music, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have your own exclusive music editor?" The reason why Meng Wen asked this sentence was because Meng Wen knew that although Wang Bing and the others were not famous, they had also created a lot of songs before, and he was afraid that Wang Bing already had a music editor he was familiar with, so it might be a bit abrupt to mention Wang Wei in that case.

"Like us, how can any editor pay attention to us," Wang Bing said embarrassedly.

"In this way, if you don't have it, I'll introduce you to the music editor I was more familiar with before, so that after you upload the song, you don't have to wait for the review period, and he can directly promote it to you. ”

"Really, that's great. So how do we contact him? Is it through the Internet or by phone?"

"Just call, so I'll tell you the number, and you can contact directly. ”