The atmosphere of the dinner is very harmonious, in the face of delicious wine and food, several people drink freely, eat a mouth full of oil, it can be said that this meal, Xu Yi used his exquisite cooking skills to incense the mouths of several people, conquer the stomachs of several people.

When they left the study after dinner, they still had an endless aftertaste, and some were reluctant.

Dead.

Xu Yi didn't feel sleepy and came to the negative floor alone.

Passing through the orange corridor and entering the circular arch, this hundreds of square meters of space, rockery and flowing water, lush green vines, curling sandalwood incense, colorful lanterns, illuminate the internal space like a dream.

Xu Yi sat down in front of the computer and lit a cigarette.

People need grains, and they also need gold and silver money.

If you want to improve the quality of life, you can't do without money.

He still has a lot of plans that he has not implemented, such as bringing water down mountain springs, digging fish ponds, planting orchards, and raising livestock......

"Yes, make some money. ”

"The investment of that year, according to the agreement with them at the beginning, there are still several years to ask for dividends, so I can't count on it for the time being. ”

"For today's plan, if you want to make quick money, you should be able to turn stones into gold in a short period of time by landing in the strange online world. It's just, where to start?"

Xu Yi turned on the computer, thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

After tapping his fingers on the keyboard and typing in a string of URLs, he opened the "Xingchen Music Network", and his eyes swept over the various charts on the page, and finally stayed on the various free lists:

The annual free overall list!

Quarterly Free Leaderboard!

Monthly Free Leaderboard!

In the past two years, he has uploaded dozens of songs, which have completely dominated the charts, and the high number of plays is outrageous.

However, on the paid list, whether it is the annual VIP list, the quarterly VIP list, or the monthly VIP list, there are no songs uploaded by him.

That's right!

Not a single one.

In the past, he uploaded songs, not for the purpose of making profits, but to find out what the audience of the songs on the earth is in this world? The results are obvious, music knows no borders, no spatial dimensions, and is still wildly popular in this world.

It's just that I didn't earn a penny.

If you talk about the harvest, it may be the pen name "Qingteng Hermit" of the song publisher, which has won the popularity and worship of countless music lovers, and has accumulated tens of millions of fans.

Immediately, he logged in to the account of Xingchen Network, opened the author's background in the music section, and sent a letter to the station, the content was very short: "I want to vote for VIP songs." ”

The music industry is also Vanity Fair.

Qingteng Hermit is famous enough and has enough fans, Xu Yi believes that the senior management of Xingchen Music Network, if his brain is not broken, he will be ecstatic and attach great importance to it after learning that he is going to release a "VIP song", and he will even contact him as soon as he sees the letter on the station.

Early the next morning.

Although Xu Yi has little sleep time, he is full of energy, wearing loose practice clothes, in the small square in front of the study, playing Tai Chi one move at a time, his movements are slow, but he looks smooth and full of Tai Chi charm.

"The boss's Tai Chi has made great progress!"

"If he used to practice perfectly, now I am afraid that he has reached the point of reaching the peak. ”

"Although I also practice Neijiaquan, this Tai Chi is not suitable for me, because it is suitable for strengthening the body, but it is not suitable for use on the battlefield. ”

Chu Yunfeng leaned against the door with his arms crossed, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Hoo ......"

After Xu Yi finished practicing Tai Chi, he wiped off the sweat stains on his forehead, beckoned to Chu Yunfeng, and said, "I will leave at noon, and the time of my return is undecided for the time being." ”

"I'll be looking at home. Chu Yunfeng said.

"Hmm. ”

Xu Yi nodded lightly.

Magic City.

Riverside Tower.

This towering skyscraper is the headquarters of Xingchen Music Network, and as one of the top three music platforms in Longhua Kingdom, it has a high status in the entire music industry.

Twenty-four floor, the first group of music editorial offices.

In the spacious office hall, dozens of music editors from the first group are busy with the work at hand.

As the first group of newcomer music editors, Mei Kexin held milk tea in her hand, wore a headset, and listened to the new songs from the incomplete "singers" in the music player, feeling that her ears were tormented.

"Rubbish!"

"I want to get my ears pregnant!"

"I want to be happy!"

"God and Buddha bless, send me a good song that I can listen to!"

Mei Kexin took off the headset, grabbed the mouse listlessly, and replied directly with the text set by the system: Unable to pass the review, please keep up the good work......

Then, she glanced at the information bar in the upper left corner of the station and clicked on the "unread" message:

"I'm going to vote for a VIP song?"

What about songs?

Eaten?

Mei Kexin raised her hand to support her forehead, feeling haggard, she decided to drink milk tea to moisten her injured heart.

Two seconds later.

Just when Mei Kexin moved the mouse to the "delete information" position, her face suddenly froze.

"Poof......

A mouthful of milk tea, spraying flowers all over the sky, a keyboard, a screen, and even the fat girl at the table, with a milky fragrance floating on her fat face.

"Mei Kexin, are you going to die?" the fat girl slapped the table and stood up, fierce and vicious.

"Heavens, earth, something is wrong!" Mei Kexin didn't seem to hear the fat girl's words, jumped up from the chair, waved her arms and shouted: "Someone wants to cast a song, who will come and help me take a look, I want to prove that I am not dreaming." ”

"Mei Kexin, are you crazy? Isn't it normal for someone to cast a song? Why make a fuss? Apologize to my aunt and grandmother, wipe me clean......

"It's the Qingteng hermit who wants to sing. Mei Kexin shouted, interrupting the fat girl's words.

Moment.

The entire office hall became silent, and a pair of unbelievable eyes all fell on Mei Kexin.

Qingteng hermit wants to cast a new song?

Or a VIP song?

This is simply the first time in the world!

Xingchen Music Network has a lot of rules, free song review is very easy, as long as it is not unbearable, you can pass the review and enter the system free song library;

You don't need to sign a contract with the company to vote for free songs, but you need to sign a sharing contract to vote for VIP songs.

Two years ago.

With the birth of "Qingteng Hermit", they Xingchen Music Network has sent countless station letters to Qingteng Hermit through internal letters, hoping that he can put the song in the VIP paid song library, even if the signing conditions are very rich.

However, every letter on the station was like a stone in the sea, and I didn't get a half-word reply.

The high-level management of Xingchen Music Network, every time they see Qingteng hermits still doing their own thing, and they release a free song every month, they are heartbroken, as if they see countless fortunes flying with the wind.

For two years, the company's top management has resigned to his fate.

The music director who was responsible for the review of the song of "Qingteng Hermit", in frustration, also handed over this task to the first editing team and fell into the hands of the newcomer music editor Mei Kexin.

"Reply!" the fat girl's rough voice sounded.

"Yes, yes, reply. ”

Mei Kexin woke up like a dream, sat back in her chair, her fingers crackling and tapping on the keyboard, and quickly edited the reply:

"Dear Qingteng hermit, I am honored to serve you, I am Mei Kexin, the first group of music editors of Xingchen Music Network, what is the VIP song you want to vote for?

Click and send.

Mei Kexin was waiting, and so were the other music editors around him. However, the reply to the station letter was like a stone in the sea, and there was no response for a long time.

"No, I'll have to report this to the editor-in-chief. Mei Kexin felt anxious, suddenly stood up and squeezed out of the crowd, and ran towards the office of their first group of editors-in-chief.