An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 19 You must be afraid that I will be proud

Ling Yanchuan 03: [? ? ? 】

Ling Yanchuan 03: [Great God, don't block me! I am really Ling Yanchuan himself! Can you give me a chance? This piece of yours is really perfect for an arrangement, I promise you won't be disappointed! 】

Fuck?

This guy can't be shaken off like a brown candy.

If you say no authorization or no authorization, don't you understand people's words?

I wrote it all on my personal homepage!

Hao Yun clicked on the upper right corner with black lines all over his head, and dragged the newly registered ID into the blacklist.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a perseverant person who would not give up after being blocked three times in a row.

If it wasn't for the system mission, maybe he was really moved by this guy.

After all, brother Liang's singing skills are really...

O sin!

Qian Yuan: [I went to the recording studio again and recorded it again, how do you listen? 】

Seeing the new message in the private message window, Hao Yun patiently downloaded the attachment and listened to it again. After deliberating with his eyes closed for a long time, he typed a reply.

[I think it's okay. 】

Although this sentence "it's okay", it's somewhat reluctant.

But what else?

This is already the 100th time.

Although Hao Yun's intuition told Hao Yun that this time might be the most successful one recorded by the Ziyuan brothers, but his ears were polluted so many times, he also had some doubts that his feelings might not be as accurate as the beginning.

However, Brother Ziyuan felt pretty good about himself, and he didn't think there was anything wrong at all.

Qian Yuan: [Then I don't worry, when I recorded the 99th time, I almost doubted whether I have any musical talent. 】

Hao Yun: "..."

Qian Yuan: [Then if there is no problem... I uploaded it? (Nervous.jpg)]

Finally resisting the urge to complain about him, Hao Yun sighed and typed back.

[Upload it. 】

Hurry up and hurry up.

If he continued to wait like this, the enthusiasm he had managed to accumulate with that piano version would be gone.

Qian Yuan: [Ouke... By the way, I was just thinking about whether we should form a group or something. I always feel that it is inappropriate to use my name to publish it. 】

Although the name of the lyricist and composer will also appear in the song information column, generally speaking, everyone will only pay attention to the person who sang the song, and seldom pay attention to the person who wrote the song.

Liang Ziyuan felt that this was very unreasonable. If he sang this song popular, wouldn't it be unfair to this brother who is "I don't know where the clouds are deep"?

So, he put forward this proposal in advance.

However, Hao Yun felt that this guy was simply thinking too much, and he, who didn't care about these false names, typed impatiently to reply.

【casual. 】

Qian Yuan: [Then it's called... Yuan Yun Mo Miao, what do you think of this name? 】

Yun Shen didn't know where to go: [I can do anything. 】

Thumb typed this line of words, Hao Yun just clicked to send, suddenly thought of a very important thing, and hurriedly continued typing.

[By the way, don't re-register an account, just use your account to post. 】

Qian Yuan: 【Ah, why...】

Yun Shen didn't know where to go: [Don't worry about it so much, just do as I tell you. 】

After a while, a new message popped up in the private message window.

Qian Yuan: [...All right. 】

Yun Shen didn't know where: [One more thing, can you take your historical works off the shelves for a few days? 】

Qian Yuan: [Why? 】

Gan!

Where did this guy get so many whys, a hundred thousand whys?

Your father is not for your own good!

Hao Yun typed patiently and replied.

[Because people who listen to a song feel good after listening to it, they will often turn to your historical works... Do you understand what I mean? 】

Don't say it so directly.

After all, the truth hurts too much.

Liang Ziyuan, who was holding the mobile phone, pondered for a long time, and suddenly a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes.

I see……

This brother Yunshen must be worried about his arrogance.

After all, he knows best how good his singing skills are. As early as the first time he recorded the song, he already felt the potential of the fire.

It may not be a good thing for his creative path if the listeners who followed him browsed his homepage, were attracted by the historical works on his homepage, and praised him too high all of a sudden.

Putting away the emotion in his heart, he sniffed and typed to reply.

【I see. 】

After waiting for a long time without any news, Hao Yun thought that this guy's self-esteem had been hit, and was thinking about whether to comfort him, or at least explain that he had no other intentions, but he didn't expect this guy to agree so simply.

It doesn't look like this stubborn donkey...

But no matter how you say it, the result is good after all.

The happy Hao Yun quickly typed back.

[Thank you for understanding! 】

Qian Yuan: [No, I am the one who should say thank you. I understand your good intentions, and I will continue to work hard! 】

Seeing this line of words, Hao Yun nodded in satisfaction.

good!

It's rare for this kid to have self-knowledge, and finally realize how terrible his historical works are.

Children can be taught!

...

"Sure enough, my talent is too mediocre to attract the attention of that great god?"

Looking at the familiar "You have been blocked by the other party" on the screen, Ling Yanchuan's face was a bit bitter.

As the saying goes, there are only three things.

Counting his tuba and three trumpets, he has tried four times, but still nothing.

At the beginning, he put on a bit of celebrity airs, but later on, let alone celebrity airs, he almost jumped on him, but the other party still didn't reply to his message.

He felt that it was no longer worthwhile to humble himself to such an extent.

He admitted that he really liked this piece of music, and even liked it so much that he could ignore the composer's reputation and write lyrics for him for free.

However, everything has a degree.

I have already lowered my head to this point, if it is not enough to impress the other party, then even if such an opportunity is taken by me, it doesn't mean that much.

To be a man, you still have to have a bit of backbone.

Sighing regretfully, Ling Yanchuan turned off the phone and decided to try again later.

Maybe……

Is it my posture?

Or, I should first fill in the words on my own initiative and send them to him for a look, maybe I can impress this big guy.

Looking at the frustrated expression on his partner's face, the manager said comfortingly.

"Don't be too sad, maybe he just...doesn't want others to adapt his works? Some musicians have weird temperaments, and the older you get, the more so you know."

"Maybe."

Hearing these words, Ling Yanchuan felt a little better.

Just like what his agent said, Xia Guo has many god-level figures who are very good at making music, and most of them have weird personalities.

Maybe they are not so well-known in the public, but the coffee in the industry can beat themselves by two blocks.

Especially for this song "Fireworks Are Easy to be Cold", just looking at the skill of the song itself, Ling Yanchuan guessed that the composer must have been written by some big boss.

It is reasonable for those who play pure music to dislike pop singers like them.

After having a meal with his manager, Ling Yanchuan returned to his apartment.

I originally wanted to practice the piano, but I couldn't help but log in to Yinke.com, planning to search for other new songs.

However, just as he had just logged onto Yinke.com and set his sights on the new song list, he froze there.

I saw that the top position of the newcomer's new song list was "Fireworks Are Cold" that he had been thinking about so much!

Not a piano version, but a piano accompaniment vocal!

Fuck? ? ?

Isn't it unauthorized?

Ling Yanchuan was completely dumbfounded.