The purpose of establishing schools to attract the attention of certain people was tentatively established. What Ye Wen needs to solve now is how to get enough funds for himself?

"Selling tunes? Obviously not enough!"

Although he didn't know how much the professional manager named Nigel Bradley would spend to buy his own tune, he did know that even if a piece was favored, it wouldn't sell for much money, and those well-known composers could sell the piece for so much, not the piece itself, but the sign they carried.

Ye Wen doesn't have any signboards or anything like that now, even if he does, he is not in this world, since Bradley's professional manager is known as the word professional, he will definitely use the most professional attitude to negotiate with himself to reduce the price!

"Now that you've contributed the song, let's just contribute the whole song!"

A tune and a complete song are not a concept at all, and the price is far away, Ye Wen is short of money now, so it is impossible for him to stupidly just offer the tune knowing that the complete song can be sold for more or even several times the price.

In addition, the funds he needed were too huge, copying one was copying, and copying ten songs was also copying, so he wrote twenty songs directly without any shame...... Lyrics!

Yes, it's the lyrics, and he doesn't know the rhythm, how can he draw a stave like that? Although he knows how to sing these twenty songs, let him turn it all into a bunch of symbols and write them on a blank piece of paper...... Hehe, that's not what Ye Wen is good at.

But this doesn't mean that Ye Wen has no choice, "It's a big deal, I personally sing all these songs, and then let the manager record them, and then find a professional to restore the tunes, as for whether there is a difference between the restored tunes and the original, he can't care about it, and he doesn't want to care, all he thinks about is how much income these twenty songs can bring him?"

"It may not be enough money to set up a school, but it is enough as a minimum of capital!"

Sitting in the café, Ye Wen waited for the professional manager while drinking juice, the waiter next to him had already changed at least ten drinks for him, but the damn Bradley still didn't show up.

"If it's not for Lao Tzu being idle enough, "How could he stay here and bask in the sun?"

Looking out of the window, the sun that was originally high in the sky gradually set, the street gradually became dark, and at the same time, the customers in the café were slowly decreasing, at this time Ye Wen heard a few waiters who seemed to be talking about themselves in a low voice.

"Hey, that Asian guy is so handsome!"

"You're crazy again, Annie!"

"Isn't he handsome?"

"I don't deny it, but you know" the yellow people in that aspect...... I don't think he can satisfy you!" The latter sentence almost made Nian Wen squirt out the fruit in his mouth, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough to swallow the juice in time, then this little café would have staged a tragedy.

But then he heard a sentence that made Ye Wen cry and laugh even more: "Bonnie, do you know how long he has been sitting there and how many drinks he has drank? Have you ever seen him go to the bathroom? even once?"

“......”

There was silence for a while, but Ye Wen looked a little proud, and at this time, a person came in at the door, and the manager named Bradley hurriedly came in and was looking around, until he saw Ye Wen's face was happy, and then hurriedly sat on the opposite side.

"God promises" that you are not gone yet!"

"You're three hours, thirty-four minutes, and seven seconds late...... Eight seconds ...... Nine seconds ......" seemed to be convincing for himself, and Ye Wen lit up the N-hand mechanical watch on his wrist that he didn't know where to find it.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry!, I've always been a time-conscious person, but I found some accidents on the spot, and I didn't bring your contact information with me!" Maybe it's to add credibility" Bradley said directly: "I finally got Warner to agree to sign one of my newly discovered bands, but those bastards turned out to be wrong, so I'm busy dealing with this, sorry for keeping you waiting so long! To show my apologies, why don't we go to dinner first?"

Ye Wen waved his hand, not that he didn't want to eat, but that some high-end Western restaurants were very troublesome and had too many rules, and he would rather sit at home and eat bread with two women than run to a Western restaurant to suffer. Of course, "if his status reaches a certain level, he can naturally ignore those messes." But until then, he didn't have to run over and be a clown.

"Let's just get down to business: "It doesn't matter if you eat or something!"

"That's right, okay then!" Bradley shrugged his shoulders, took out a contract from the bag in his hand and handed it to Ye Wen: "You can read the terms of the contract first, if you think it's appropriate, then you can sign it, and at the same time, I will write the check to you immediately!"

Americans are not used to carrying cash on them, either credit cards or checks. Ye Wen also knew this, but he didn't look at the contract, but said with a smile: "Maybe you should take a look at these first!"

Ye Wen took out a stack of papers from the inside of his jacket and handed it to Bradley. A total of twenty photos, one song per piece!

When Bradley took the paper with a strange face, he thought it was another song composed by Ye Wen, but he was a little surprised to see that it was not the score he had imagined.

"...... this?"

"The lyrics of twenty songs, the one you want is also among them!"

If there's anything more shocking to Bradley than twenty songs, it's twenty songs! Unlike mere songs, songs already have the right lyrics in their entirety, which means he doesn't need to find someone else to fill in the lyrics for the tune he was about to buy.

"In addition to counting, you can also write lyrics?"

Ye Wen shook his finger: "Mr. Bradley, I think you are a little mistaken!"

"What?" Bradley looked up from the lyrics, "Didn't you write these lyrics?"

I wrote the lyrics "No"! But I don't know how to compose, I just like to hum a few words when I'm fine, which was originally a meaningless thing, but over the years, I have more or less made up some songs that I feel good! With some similar lyrics, it has become my collection for so many years............ I haven't learned how to compose music, so I can only give you the lyrics, and I can't even write the score!"

Ye Wen shrugged his shoulders: "If you want to know what these songs are, maybe you can arrange a suitable place for me to sing these songs to you one by one, and then you can find someone to restore the score!"

"This ......"

Things were a bit unexpected, but Bradley thought about it for a while and decided it wasn't a big deal. Not to mention the other nineteen songs, as long as he wants the one to be bought, then he has achieved his goal. He believes that as long as he gets the song and the band he finds sings it, it will not be difficult to put out a super band.

Ye Wen didn't know what Bradley was thinking, he still agreed with Bradley for the next meeting time as he had originally planned, and then returned to the apartment by himself.

A few days later, Bradley called, "Inform Ye Wen that everything is arranged, he has rented a recording studio, as long as Ye Wen is free, then he can start auditioning and recording immediately, Ye Wen, who was already idle and a little panicked, naturally hurried over, and then shocked everyone present.

"God, you are so good to me, you actually gave me so many good songs at once!" Bradley listened to all the songs excitedly, and finally decided on the spot, "He wants all these twenty songs of Ye Wen."

Bradley's straightforward style of doing things made Ye Wen a little surprised, and he also looked up to this guy a little in his heart: "These are all songs that will be more popular in the future, this guy can realize that these are good songs, it can be seen that he does have some vision!"

Ye Wen's songs are very messy, but without exception, they are all very well-known songs in the next few years, otherwise he would not have sung them and remembered them so clearly.

Sign the contract and take the check" Ye Wen finally said very chicly: "Songwriter, you can write whoever you like, I don't care about this!"

Because of Bradley's cheerfulness and generosity, Ye Wen was very happy to give these twenty songs, and even said that even if he didn't mark himself as a songwriter, he would not be responsible.

However, Xu is Bradley has other thoughts about Ye Wen, and wants to envelop this person who can take out twenty songs at once, the music genius "is not only very generous in price, but also promises that if Ye Wen's song gets good results, then there will be additional additional compensation."

Ye Wen shrugged his shoulders, "I don't take this kind of verbal promise seriously, I was carrying a small bag containing 30,000 US dollars in my hand (Ye Wen is a black household" didn't dare to accept checks, so he deliberately asked for cash), and each song only sold 1,500 already made him very satisfied (I checked some information, and some songs written by unknown people sold fields). At least for a long time to come, he didn't have to worry about the cost of living.

Back in the apartment, Ning Ruxue and Hua Yi actually asked Tommy to bring a bunch of videotapes of martial arts TV series, and now the two girls can communicate with people in English normally, although the speed of speech is not too fast. At this time, the two women were holding the popcorn huā and watching it happily, and the two women who had learned to be smart specially asked Tommy to buy a few pairs of loose pants a few days ago, and the eye-catching picture was never seen again on weekdays.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Wen abandoned distracting thoughts and began to exercise.

Now his power will slowly increase every day, in addition to the innate purple qi slowly flowing on its own, the crimson fruit essence that still does not grow smaller will be absorbed and digested by Ye Wen's innate purple qi every day and used to strengthen itself.

If this continued, even if Ye Wen didn't cultivate, then his skill would continue to improve, until that mass of essence was completely absorbed by him.

But this is nothing, and Ye Wen doesn't care about the growth of his behavior. Because of the current environment, he didn't have the pressure to urgently improve his skills, and the group of werewolves a few days ago were almost killed by himself as if they were chopping melons and vegetables, which made him a little confused about the strength of this world.

At the same time, the poverty of the surrounding heaven and earth vitality also made it impossible for Ye Wen to improve his cultivation through ordinary practice methods in this environment, and he could only rely on the continuous self-derived true qi under the operation of the exercises to improve his strength.

This is also the reason why the two women are not in a hurry to practice, "They only need to take a little time to sleep every day, and refine the true qi that has suddenly skyrocketed and is a little undigested, and there is nothing to do." That's why I eat popcorn so leisurely and watch TV series.

In addition to observing the situation of the crimson fruit energy and the innate purple qi, Ye Wen also took a look at the purple galaxy crystal, this thing stayed in his body like this, Ye Wen couldn't figure out what he was.

"Could it be that it's the same as my Zixiao Sword???" Since his purple sword became more and more real, he gave it a name, considering that it evolved from the Zixiao Dragon Qi Deficiency Sword, and at the same time, it was no longer related to the dragon and the two words, so he directly called the Zixiao Sword.

At the same time, Ye Wen noticed that the Purple Galaxy crystal pillar in his body did not get smaller day by day, and he estimated that when the crystal pillar completely disappeared and became a galaxy-like energy circling in the body, his Purple Galaxy would be completed. It's just that in this environment, I don't know how long I need to cultivate.

"Fortunately, there is that mass of red fruit essence, otherwise it is estimated that I will only rely on my own cultivation to practice until I am 100 years old!"

In addition to making some moves not appear when they make moves without using their internal strength to a certain extent, the poor Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is also a huge problem for cultivation.

"Why do you feel like you've been kicked out of that world" and "come to a place where your vitality is so poor today?"

A bunch of questions plagued Ye Wen, and the one he cared about the most was the ring on his hand that had turned silver and almost hurt him and his two women.

Ever since he heard the sound of the upgrade, he has been trying to study this ring, but this thing doesn't have any instructions or anything like that, so he tossed for a long time and still didn't find any difference, this time he wanted to try to see if there was a change in the ability to summon cheats.

After looking at the door, it was still closed, and the two women were watching TV, and it was estimated that they would not bother him for a while, and after sending the internal force to this ring in the most accustomed way, he suddenly heard a slightly different prompt in his head: "The true qi of the Heavenly Treasure has been detected, and the true qi is extremely weak, which is in line with the exercise: Baiyun Yan!"

Then the energy in his body was frantically drained away like a flood" Just when Niu Wen suspected that his body was about to be emptied, the ring finally stopped, and at the same time, there was a crisp clang, and a white crystal pillar lay quietly on the ground next to the bed.

"This ......"

Ye Wen picked up the crystal pillar, and then was stunned.

He still didn't understand what was going on, why was he so powerful this time, "gave him the most needed cultivation method of the Heavenly Treasure Certificate?"

"Really?"

Thinking of that prompt, Ye Wen looked at the ring on his hand, then at the white crystal pillar on his hand, and finally recalled his ability to exercise.

"I see!"

Ye Wen didn't think too much about it when he was exercising just now, so when the true qi was running, "it naturally operated according to the strongest method that Ye Wen could use at present, and after the true qi came out of the dantian, it turned into the purple galaxy strength, and then it was sent to the rod ring."

As soon as the ring detected that it was the true qi of the Purple Star River, he immediately judged that what Ye Wen was cultivating was the Heavenly Treasure Appreciation Technique, and at the same time, according to the strength of his current cultivation, he judged which layer he was currently most suitable for cultivation.

After thinking all of this, Ye Wen took the Baiyun Smoke Crystal Pillar in his hand and his eyes were full of tears: "It turns out that my skill is only suitable for cultivating entry-level Baiyun Yan?"

At the same time, he remembered that in order to save his life, he sent the crimson fruit essence that was crazy in his body into the ring, and as a result, he got a purple galaxy that was several layers higher than Bai Yunyan............

"It was so correct to do that at the time, how strong is the medicinal properties of the red fruit? It's a little too scary, isn't it?"

A part of the Crimson Fruit Essence can make Ye Wen, Ning Ruxue, and Hua Yi all reach the level of a broken void, and a part of the Crimson Fruit Essence can be exchanged for the Purple Star River's cultivation crystal, while a part of the Crimson Fruit Essence has not yet been absorbed, and at the same time, it is impossible to see the possibility of absorbing and dissolving all of them in a short period of time.

"It's really worthy of the name of that genius treasure......"

Holding the white cloud smoke in his hand, Ye Wen used the last trace of true qi to establish a trace of connection with this crystal, and the subsequent things almost did not need him to do deliberately, the white cloud smoke crystal seemed to take over everything from Ye Wenhao, and automatically ran in his body, and at the same time, as the crystal in his hand became smaller and smaller, a white smoky white crystal gradually appeared in Ye Wendantian, keeping a certain distance from the purple galaxy crystal.

Feeling the crystal in his hand disappearing, Ye Wen did not stop cultivating, but continued to practice according to kung fu until his strength returned to its peak, and then he opened his eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, there was no change in the palm of his hand at first, but there was a faint white light, and then he mentioned his strength, and a layer of faint white smoke rose up, which looked like a white flame on his palm, which looked really good.

At the same time, he was able to feel a sense of supremacy from the strength of Baiyunyan, thinking that this was the characteristic of Baiyunyan, and Zixinghe gave Ye Wen a feeling of fulfillment. It is said that the ten layers of the Heavenly Treasure are different, and Ye Wen is now looking forward to what he will be like after he has cultivated all the ten layers of the Heavenly Treasure Guide.

"Alas, speaking of which, what if I use pure innate purple qi to summon?" The foundation of his current skill is still innate purple qi, as long as he is careful not to use the white cloud smoke and purple galaxy when exercising, then the strength in the walking meridians is still the most original innate purple qi.

Thinking of it, Ye Wen directly tried it, and at the same time he also wanted to see if there was any change in the time limit of that summoning, but before he could put it into action, there was a sound of slamming the door: "Open the door! YYFO! I know you're inside! If you don't open the door, I'll break in!"