An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 25: Nearly close to becoming a millionaire

I don’t know if it’s the popularity of "Fireworks Are Cold" that gave Liang Ziyuan courage, or the video in the ghost animal section of station B stimulated his heart yearning for art. The frequency is getting higher and higher, and the movement is getting louder.

And it's nothing more than a happy song, this guy wants to sing those self-arranged songs that he thought of with a slap in the head, and then add a few lyrics that no one can understand, and call it art.

Sometimes Hao Yun even felt that this guy was quite strong in a certain sense if he could insist on himself to such a degree.

At least, he perfectly interpreted that sentence——

As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's you who are embarrassed.

Looking at Brother Ziyuan sincerely, Hao Yun couldn't help persuading him.

"Brother, why don't you sing Fireworks, which is easy to be cold. I heard you play it last time and it was quite nice...why didn't you play it later?"

Liang Ziyuan didn't raise his head, and the movements of his hands didn't stop at all.

"Even if I play the things I have mastered a thousand times or ten thousand times, it is impossible to break through myself... I want to create my own music."

Hao Yun: "..."

Zheng Xueqian: "..."

Damn, this guy is too good at pretending!

But to Hao Yun's surprise, apart from himself, no one in the dormitory could tell that Qianyuan was his vest?

And Liang Ziyuan himself was calm enough, he didn't tell anyone that he was Qian Yuan.

I don't know if he is really not interested in fame and wealth, or if he just has a wrong brain.

In the past few days, the only one who didn't complain about him disturbing the people's land was Zhou Xuan who ran over from the next bedroom to visit.

This little fat man has recently become popular for cutting ghost and animal videos, and he has tasted the sweetness. In order to cater to the requirements of those dog fans, he has been listening to bad songs day and night to find material recently, and the magic resistance has naturally followed.

"Haha, good brother, you are so right! What's the point of singing other people's songs? If we want to sing, we can sing our own! In this way, if I record it for you and post it on station B, it will definitely become popular!"

Hearing the word station B, Liang Ziyuan's brows twitched violently.

Probably because he was poked into a sore spot, his fingers playing the guitar paused slightly, and his eyes suddenly drifted to the distance outside the window.

"It's only been a few days."

Seeing Liang Ziyuan who was suddenly playing deep, the three people in the dormitory were subconsciously stunned.

Zhou Xuan swallowed his saliva, and asked in a low voice: "...Why just these few days?"

"After a while, when the cost of living is down, and I can earn some money by working part-time, I will apply for a card in the piano room outside, and make money while working part-time." Liang Ziyuan said lightly, plucking a few strings on the guitar, " At that time, I won’t practice in the dormitory.”

Hearing this sentence, Hao Yun was moved for a while, this guy has a little conscience.

The same is true for Zheng Xueqian, who was sitting under the bed and writing quickly. He even threw away the pen for the question in excitement.

"Big, about when?"

Liang Ziyuan thought for a while and gave an uncertain answer.

"After military training?"

Hao Yun: "..."

Zheng Xueqian: "..."

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Fuck!

After military training! ?

So why not go to the end of next month?

The only consolation is that I heard that the month of military training will be very tiring.

Maybe it's time to calm him down a bit...

...

"Hahahaha hiccup...Your roommate is so funny. But he likes music so much, why didn't he apply for a major in music, but studied computer instead?"

The cafeteria at the gate of Jiangmen.

Hearing Hao Yun talk about what happened in the dormitory yesterday, Lin Mengmeng leaned forward and back with a smile.

The two met by chance while queuing in front of the braised chicken and rice stall. Hao Yun wanted to pretend not to see it, but this guy beckoned to him, so he had no choice but to walk over with the plate.

"Funny? That's because you didn't hear his howling voice," Hao Yun, who was mixing the soup into the rice and mixing it well with chopsticks, rolled his eyes and said, "The ghost knows why he doesn't learn music, I'm even more curious Why does he like music?"

I don't know if it's a problem with my own expression, or this guy's humor is too low, Hao Yun didn't get a laugh from it at all.

And speaking of it, how does this broken system determine the potential value?

He understands that the potential value has nothing to do with the current ability. After all, life is really unpredictable. Some people can become giants even if they sit in a wheelchair, and some people are just fleas even if they are born on the shoulders of giants.

However, there must be some signs that people can see, right?

At least so far, except for He Ping, who lives next door, who is a bit of a mathematician, in Hao Yun's eyes, no one else fits his "personality".

Including, the one sitting opposite him.

Obviously he studies music and is interested in singing and playing the piano, but his talent is acting?

To be honest, he even felt that in terms of acting skills alone, Ah Huang downstairs in his dormitory might be more professional...

"Ah, ah, it's normal, everyone came here in freshman year, from meeting for the first time to getting to know each other, there is always a process of running in," Lin Mengmeng continued with an old-fashioned expression, "wait When you are a sophomore, you probably won't have the energy to mess with these things!"

Hao Yun glanced at her and was too lazy to speak.

Wait until I'm a sophomore?

Grandpa graduate students are finished!

However, the diploma and experience are from the previous life, and Xia Guo may not be universal in this life...

"By the way, is it spicy for you to eat so much?"

"It's okay, I didn't feel anything when I ate it..." Hao Yun glanced at the picked green peppers on Lin Mengmeng's plate, and asked casually, "You are from Jiangcheng, right? You can't eat spicy food?"

"Well, I didn't really like to eat since I was a child. At most, I can accept green peppers that are not very spicy." Lin Mengmeng shook his head with a bitter face, "But my sister can eat very well, and like you, she likes to mix peppers with Vegetable soup mixed with rice."

"The yellow stewed chicken is okay, I don't think it's too spicy." Hao Yun glanced at his bowl, and there were a few more red grains than hers.

By the way, does yellow braised chicken still have a soul if it is not spicy?

At least he can't get it.

"Hey, I don't understand you Pepper Stars very well... Ah! That's right, that's right," Lin Mengmeng suddenly regained his energy when he thought of something, and looked at Hao Yun with bright eyes, "I heard a song recently. Super nice song, I almost forgot to share it with you! Do you have an account on Yinke.com? I’ll go directly to Aite.”

"I...no," Hao Yun wanted to say yes, but when he heard that she wanted Aite himself, he immediately changed his words, "What song? You should send it to me on WeChat."

Lin Mengmeng brightened his eyes and said, "Fireworks are easy to be cold!"

Hearing this name, Hao Yun almost choked on the half-swallowed meal.

Not noticing the strange expression on his face, Lin Mengmeng continued talking enthusiastically.

"That song is really great! Although the singer's singing is so-so, even a bit amateurish in my opinion, but let me tell you, that song is absolutely beautiful!"

"Uh, is that an exaggeration?"

"Of course!" Lin Mengmeng looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Our tutor even mentioned this song in class, and he was full of praise for the usage of xi and fa in the song! Let me tell you, we will This is the homework, I want to write an appreciation article on its pure piano version... Huh? What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing... I was choked just now, and I'm fine."

"Be careful," while speaking, Lin Mengmeng took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to Hao Yun. He frowned and said, "You boys eat too fast."

"Maybe it's a habit I developed in high school, maybe I'll get rid of it after a while."

After saying thank you, Hao Yun returned the remaining tissues to Lin Mengmeng.

However, the surprise that remained in his heart still did not recede.

Before, he really did not expect that the song "Fireworks Are Cold" could get such a high evaluation from professionals, and even entered the eyes of music professors in top universities like Jiangcheng University.

He doesn't know if the university named after Jiangcheng in the previous life has made any achievements in music, but in this life, several art colleges of Jiangcheng University still have a strong status in the art world of Xiaguo, and the level of professors is even more extraordinary.

I didn't expect this piece of popular music to have such profound knowledge. It really is because we are not good at learning...

I am ashamed to say that when playing this piece, Hao Yun just thought it sounded good, but he didn't know where it was good, and he didn't even think about music theory at all.

It's also a good thing that he didn't reveal that the vest of "Unknown Clouds" was his own, otherwise if a reporter asked him how he completed this song, he might not be able to answer it.

He secretly said in his heart that it was dangerous, Hao Yun was about to divert from this topic that made him feel a little threatening, but Lin Mengmeng, who was sitting opposite him, put his hands on his cheeks, and sighed with his lower lip.

"Why."

"……What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just think the lyrics and the song are too beautiful. It would be great if that Yun Shenda could write a song for the little girl. I bet, my singing must be at least 1.5 times better than his current partner!"

1.5 times?

Brother, be confident, it must start at 3 times!

Ah Huang downstairs yelled better than him.

In the end, Hao Yun decided to save some face for his tool man brother, and did not continue to complain about his singing voice in front of others.

However, Lin Mengmeng seemed to be a bit over the top.

"Hey, if it's really not possible... It's good to meet up."

"Uh, what are you talking about?"

"I said we'll see each other."

She pursed her lips, her eyes sparkled like shooting stars.

Hao Yun could guess what was behind that nympho expression just by looking at it.

To say she was lustful might be an exaggeration.

But there must be emotions like adoration.

"Hey, it would be great if I could spend money to buy songs, but he doesn't reply to my messages," Lin Mengmeng's eyes were full of sorrow as he spoke, and the chopsticks in his hand were almost broken, "You know what? This guy is too much, it’s fine if he doesn’t reply to my message, but he even blocked me!”

Well?

Pull black?

Thinking of the accounts that were operated in batches before, Hao Yun suddenly felt a little guilty.

"...Could it be a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding? Impossible," Lin Mengmeng sighed, looking at the ceiling and muttering in a low voice, "But I was also at fault, I shouldn't have raised money with him..."

money?

He held his breath unconsciously for two seconds.

Hao Yun adjusted his mood and continued to ask tentatively.

"...What did you tell him?"

"I sent him a private message and asked if he could give me an exclusive license for that song for one million, and let me sing it alone, or help me write a similar song."

one--

one million? !

With a knee jerk reflex, Hao Yun kicked off the chair and stood up, putting his hands on the table.

"Many, how much?!"

"One million," Lin Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, looked at Hao Yun who stood up excitedly, and whispered, "Is it too much? Actually, I have never spent money to hire someone to compose a song. Looks expensive."

"Not expensive! Not expensive at all!"

He sat back awkwardly, and Hao Yun, who passed by a huge sum of money, felt that his voice was trembling, and tried to persuade him redeemingly.

"Art is priceless! You should add him again, let him see your perseverance and perseverance in art!"

"Forget it," sighed softly, Lin Mengmeng's face was full of self-blame and regret, and he buried his chin in his elbow in a little loss, "After thinking about it, my behavior was indeed too bad. Be polite, art is supposed to be pure, and such a sale with a clearly marked price is simply an insult to art..."

As she spoke, her emotions became more and more agitated, and she even wept a little.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

However, someone is more regretful than her.

A sentence fell into his ears, and Hao Yun only felt a knife stabbing him left and right in his heart.

He can't wait to be born again, go back to the night a few days ago, take a good look at the content of those private messages before deciding who to block and who to keep.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

One million...

Who would have thought that every time I joked about rich women and rich women, this guy was really a rich woman in the end? !

Still harboring a trace of unrealistic fantasy, Hao Yun, who had regained his strength, asked unwillingly.

"By the way, where did you get the one million?"

What if it was just a joke?

Except that the mobile phone is a little more expensive, he really doesn't feel that this guy is like a rich second generation, at most the kind with a little better family conditions, such as parents who are educated or something.

"Of course I'll borrow it from my dad first," Lin Mengmeng said as a matter of course, "As long as I don't waste it recklessly, he will definitely borrow it from me! When I become a big singer in the future, I can make money and pay him back... Well, What’s wrong with you?"

"……nothing."

Leaning on the chair with nothing to love, Hao Yun, who almost became a millionaire, stared at the bowl, even his favorite braised yellow chicken was no longer fragrant.

sin...

What a crime this time!