Chapter 26

Shuya's pink lips moved slightly, "are you the original song in the video?"

"Yes." Han Mo responded calmly.

In the face of Han Mo's understatement, Shuya had some waves in her heart and was completely calm. "This video is very hot now." Although she was surprised that Han Mo could write songs so well, she knew that Han Mo used to sing well.

Han Mo doesn't care much about this. In his original world, people often upload recorded videos to the network. Some people may reprint them, perhaps just seen by Shuya. He gave a soft "Oh" and there was no response.

Shu yapo was surprised by Han Mo's indifferent attitude. In addition, what had happened before, Shu Ya subconsciously frowned and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. She was used to Han Mo's boasting and talking about his unrealistic ideal. Suddenly she became so silent and low-key. Shu Ya was not used to it.

Although Shuya had questions in her heart, she didn't say much. Over the years, she has adapted to hide all her feelings for Han Mo, "go online and search the video."

The two people didn't have too much greetings. They just said a few words and hung up the phone.

Hang up. Shu Ya hasn't put her cell phone back in her bag for a long time. She always feels that Han Mo is very different from before these days. Although she hasn't met before, her way of speaking, tone and style of doing things have changed too much.

After a moment of doubt, Shuya lifted the corners of her mouth. Isn't this what she wants? Maybe Han Mo is really getting better and wants to start working hard.

Han Mo put his mobile phone aside and didn't take it too seriously. He continued to search for new stories in his memory. The first frog prince was just told by Han Mo impromptu. The picture books he drew were also drawn on a whim to amuse the little guy. The second book can't be so casual. We must choose it well. Fortunately, there are no stories of the original world here, and the world's cultural industry is depressed and children's books are scarce.

Ding Dong, the mobile phone just rang at Han Mo's hand.

A push message pops up on the screen. Han Mo glances at his mobile phone. It's a video.

He just remembered the video that Shu Ya had just said on the phone. In the past, he automatically ignored all the pushed things and finally emptied them together. Because Shu Ya mentioned his video just now, Han Mo casually clicked the message.

When the prelude sounded, Han Mo was stunned. Isn't this himself.

This is just a video reprinted by a news website. As long as it is to report the video and brush the news of the largest video website C station overnight, it is also equipped with screenshots of some netizens' comments. Han Mo didn't look carefully and delimited the screen twice, even if he finished browsing.

He just remembered that what Shu Yagang just said was also station C. when he turned on the computer, Han Mo searched Station C and clicked in to see his video, because his video had been placed on the top. The big picture above scrolled the picture of Han Mo holding a guitar.

There is a small triangle at the bottom of the figure, which is the playback volume, followed by a number of 63.325 million times. He hasn't paid attention to this video website before. He doesn't know the difference represented by the number of playback volume. His sight moves down a little, just the second video. The cursor moves a little, and the playback volume is 3534.2 in an instant. I have nearly twice as many videos as the second. On the list, a purple word "pop" was written after the video title "the best bar singer". Most of the others are red "new" or red "hot".

There are also several hot search topics around the video in other positions of the home page, # looking for bar singers, # are you okay with those flowers, # those stories that once fell in love and now run to the ends of the world

Han Mo is low-key and indifferent to these things. He knows that these popularity is temporary. Tomorrow, a new hot search video may occupy the top of the list, and his "those flowers" will soon be forgotten. People's attention to new things is very short. Han Mo doesn't have much joy after being paid attention to, just like watching an ordinary news, After reading, I'm ready to turn off the computer.

There is an unread email in the lower right corner of the screen, which is from happy valley. Click it in calligraphy.

"Hello, Mr. Han, here is a sample of the song that has been produced. Mr. Jin asked me to send it to you for trial listening. If there is no problem, we will put it on the market as soon as possible."

I thought that happy valley has a high speed of work. I didn't expect it to be so high. In only one day's effort, the songs will be completely made. Think about it, CAIDA is arrogant. As long as you have money, all procedures can be expedited.

Han Mo opened the song sample and sang the part by himself. Because Jin Mei's nitpicking has been heard many times, Han Mo mainly wants to listen to the children's voice. This voice is very professional, but it is too professional, but it is less naive when Xuanxuan sang at the beginning. But think about it. Maybe happy valley can find the best little singer.

At first, Happy Valley wanted Xuanxuan to sing the children's part and restore the most authentic singing, but Han Mo refused. He didn't want the children to contact these things too early. Although Happy Valley said it would add a lot of money, Han Mo didn't want to directly decline.

There was no problem with the song. Han Mo replied to the email briefly.

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Noon the next day

Meng Si has been looking for people in the video day and night. He specially sent several people to stare at the web page and wait for Han Mo to come out. Meng Si doesn't believe in such a hot video. The singer can't see it. He doesn't know how many times he pushes it on his mobile phone in a day. Even if he doesn't see it on his mobile phone, he can always see the reprint of people around him, even if the recording is not clear, But people close to you can always recognize it. The people in the video will never know that they have become popular on the Internet.

Meng Sitai knows the mood of bar singers. They are a group of madmen with dreams. Even now, they can calm down and make money by playing and singing in the bar, but no one wants to be famous because they don't want a bigger stage. He decided that the person in the video would show up and jump out to admit that the person in the video was himself.

At first, Meng Si was full of confidence and asked his subordinates about their squatting from time to time. Once, twice, and countless times, it was a result. Meng Si directly scolded several people. He certainly didn't read the messages carefully. The amount of information was so large that he didn't miss anything. Later, he himself joined in the work of screening messages.

Meng Si put down the empty coffee cup in his hand and sighed, "this guy doesn't even have a computer at home. If he doesn't have a computer, he should have a mobile phone. Even if he doesn't have a mobile phone, does everyone around him die? Oh, my eyes, eye mask, eye mask."

The little assistant quickly took the eye mask into the office and respectfully handed it to the boss. He hasn't been so interested in him for years.

"Mr. Meng, your eye mask."

Meng Si took the eye mask and was upset. He didn't believe it. Could a living man evaporate.

Meng Si teased the seeming bangs and said, "tell them to keep looking for me, and I don't believe in this evil."

The little assistant nodded and agreed. Suddenly, the mobile phone rang. Meng Si didn't like the mobile phone ringing when others talked to him, so the little assistant was usually silent, but the boss just called and suddenly didn't have time to turn off the voice.

When the music came out, the little assistant was surprised and hurriedly touched out his mobile phone to turn it off.

Meng Si suddenly sat up from his chair, "wait."

The little assistant dared not move, and the music in the mobile phone was still playing, "thank you for patronizing my little monster. You are the most beautiful love letter I have ever written. You are the happiness of living in a home and love you, rain or shine..."

Meng Si's eyes widened in disbelief. "Come on, give me your cell phone."