Chapter 18

"Mom... Why so many licking dogs."

"Authorization? Sign up? Fill in the words? I want to fart... "

Looking at the string of red dots in the background of private letter, Hao Yun takes a mouthful in his heart, drags the batch operation with his index finger, and then points the black button.

From the day after he uploaded the piano version of "fireworks easy to cold", his backstage began to receive private letters constantly.

He was asked for his contact information.

He was also asked about music licensing.

There is also a more brazen, directly offered 10000 yuan, want to buy out the full version of his song, and asked him to delete the song.

Ten thousand dollars

Send beggars!

It's a dream to buy out the full copyright!

In the back, as long as he was asked to fill in the words and authorize, he simply did not return the information, and directly pulled the black.

I'm kidding. The lyrics and the singer are all ready. How can he let others get the first to send a lyric.

Liang Ziyuan, in fact, has a good character. At least he has his word. As long as he has promised something, he has never regretted it.

Although this guy is a little annoying occasionally, he is at least trustworthy.

For those passers-by who have never met before, how dare Hao Yun gamble on the slim probability.

It's not even the potential of the other side. Is it worth cultivating

So he ignored all those private letters.

Xia Guo's copyright law is extremely strict. Otherwise, with his "arrogant" attitude, I'm afraid that the second created version or even the plagiarized version will be flying all over the Internet. I'm not sure that the original song will be popular by then.

In fact, to tell you the truth, Hao Yun was very happy to see so many people listening to the music he recorded.

As a beginner for the first time to touch the piano, in addition to the excellent composers, half of the credit should be attributed to his own talent?

However, the only surprise to Hao Yun is that he overestimates Liang Ziyuan after all.

Even if he has finished his meal and brought it to the fool's mouth, the fool can be completely immersed in his own world, regardless of what happens outside.

Looking at the creator backstage, Hao Yun really didn't expect that before this guy discovered the song, his ID "fireworks easy to cold" and "cloud deep don't know where" would be on fire in a small range in the circle of music creators.

Upload less than three days, broadcast volume has broken 500000!

And the momentum of growth is not reduced at all!

The number of 500000 doesn't sound like a lot, but in the small circle of music producers, it can be regarded as quite an adverse result!

After all, the whole network knows how picky the users' tastes are.

In addition, most of the users here are musicians, and there is a high threshold for their taste and professionalism. It's even more difficult to be a newcomer

The author is a great talent

[woo woo, that's wonderful!]

[I can hear a trace of sadness and a trace of sadness from the music. I think the composer is also a person with a story!]

Is it convenient for the author to answer his private letter? Wuwuwu, don't ignore your fans!]

I really want to hear the lyrics! I feel that if I fill in the words, it will be very nice!]

Yes, I don't know why. It's obviously a piano piece, but it has a national flavor

Lying in bed, brushing his mobile phone and looking at the background page of yinke.com, Hao Yun also had some feelings for a while.

About a few minutes ago, he received a reminder from the administrator.

Because the quality of the repertoire meets the requirements of the website, the website has added the gold standard of "original musician" to him.

That's the gold mark that Liang Ziyuan dreamed of!

He would never dream that he had been searching for something he hadn't got for three years, and that it took only a few days for the person sleeping at the other end of his bed

In fact, Hao Yun doesn't care about these false names. His motto is to make a fortune.

What's more, the song itself is not really written by him, but comes from another parallel world.

However, the words came back.

Thanks to the popularity of the song itself, Liang Ziyuan finally found it on the charts. After putting down the score, he tried to play the guitar twice.

I have to say, as long as you don't sing, this guy can play the guitar well.

What makes Hao Yun's head black is that he doesn't have two strings on his guitar, so he starts to improvise and sing some difficult sentences.

"Can't you keep your mouth shut?" Finally, Zheng Xueqian was impatient. He stopped his pen and said in pain, "as long as you don't sing, we are still brothers."

Zhou Xuan, who came to visit 401, also nodded his head and tried to persuade him.

"That's it. You're the one who opened your mouth. Good guy, my brother Prince has been cured of cerebral thrombosis for ten years."

Zhu Kening has not yet returned to the dormitory, so he has not make complaints about it, or it will not fall.

Since Liang Ziyuan's frequency of playing the guitar has changed from improvising every half an hour to turning off the lights in the next bedroom, he is going back to his bedroom later and later.

"You know what."

Liang Ziyuan glanced at the "ordinary man", shook his head and continued to immerse himself in his own world.

It was not until the people from the opposite dormitory came to protest that he put down his guitar.

……

It's late at night.

After washing, Hao Yun climbs to bed and takes a look at his voice guest account. He is surprised to find that there are three private messages from "Qianyuan".

Sure enough, there is a word called Zhenxiang.

After all, Gao Leng, the 250 year old man, bowed his head in front of his talent.

Qian Yuan: sorry, I haven't heard from you before

Qianyuan: [Lyrics - attachment]

Qian Yuan: [I tried to fill in the following words for the song on your homepage. Is it convenient for me to have a look at it

Seeing these three pieces of news, Hao Yun was immediately happy.

Good guy, is that realistic?

I've just hacked someone before. Now I have the cheek to come to the door. I don't even have an apology?

forget it.

Father doesn't see eye to eye with his son.

Even if it's not for the sake of the father son friendship of roommates, we have to give the system a little face.

Lazily clicking on the lyrics in the attachment, Hao Yun poked his finger at the screen, edited a message and sent it.

[brother, you are a bit sloppy in filling in this word

Would you like to have a look at mine

[Lyrics - attachment]

After the message was sent, Hao Yun looked at the other end of the bed quietly.

The expression on Liang Ziyuan's face didn't change much, just like he used to.

However, by the light of the mobile phone, Hao Yun still vaguely saw a little looseness from his face.

Intuition told him that it was probably a shock.

And it's the extraordinary one

After a long time, a private letter came.

Qian Yuan: good words

Yunshen: are you interested in singing

Qianyuan: [?!]

Yunshen doesn't know where he is: [I'm asking you, do you want to sing

Yunshen doesn't know where to go: [I read your work and feel that the timbre should be OK. If you want to sing, I can authorize you to have a try.]

After clicking send, Hao Yun suddenly regretted that he was too attentive.

If we don't do a better job, we may get better results?

The other end of the private letter window was silent for a long time.

Just as Hao Yun was about to fall asleep, a piece of news came up.

Qianyuan: Yes

Qianyuan: [thank you, great God!]

At the moment of seeing these two pieces of news, Hao Yun's whole body was spirited.

It's not just that Liang Ziyuan, the grandson, is finally on the road.

But at the same time, his eyes pop up the suspension window of the system!

[task: the first step towards music]

[requirement: the number of fans of Liang Ziyuan's Yinke account exceeds 100000!]

System task!

But

A little unexpected?

Originally, Hao Yun estimated that the conditions for completing the task were linked to the hit rate of a single at most, or he wanted to be the first on the list, but he didn't expect to ask for more than 100000 fans!

To be honest, with the quality of "fireworks easy to cool", it's not difficult to gain 100000 fans, but the problem is that those self-made songs sung by his Ziyuan brothers before are too bad!

Is it really sung by people?

It's hard.

He not only had to pray that the fool would sing better, but also had to find a way to get him to delete his historical works.

If you don't delete it, you'll be able to get rid of it by smoking powder from fireworks easy to cold!

At least get him off the shelf for a few days

Just as Hao Yun was having a headache, the other end of the bed suddenly shook.

Thinking it was an earthquake, he turned off the system, looked up and saw a dark shadow climbing down the ladder.

You don't have to ask who that person is.

Hao Yun Leng next, looking at Liang Ziyuan to ask a way.

"... what are you doing?"

"Pursue your dreams."

“？？？”

Cool to put down a word that no one understands, wearing clothes on his back guitar Liang Ziyuan is not much nonsense, open the door and go, leaving Zheng Xueqian and Hao Yun who have not yet fallen asleep there with a face of muddle.

"Is it that I put too much emphasis on what I said to stimulate him..." Zheng Xueqian said humbly, "but I didn't lie. This dog coin is really ugly..."

Staring at the closed bedroom door, Hao Yun slowly shook his head.

"It shouldn't be... Zhou Xuan said more than you did."

If this grandson really cared about what others said, he would have cancelled the account number of Yinke.

I'm glad to see this guy working so hard, but how can I say

It's too late, isn't it?

Zhu Kening still did not join the topic. When he came back, he fell asleep and turned over to take a nap.

"Snore... Boom... Snore..."

The whole 401 bedroom, the most calm is only the bedroom long.

I fell asleep on time at eleven o'clock, the thunder was still, and I couldn't wake up when the sky collapsed.

Listening to the rhythm of snoring, Hao Yun estimates that brother Kening is driving a tank in his dream. He is using his nose to simulate the engine and is rushing to cure beriberiberi.

Do or think the same without prior consulation2, make complaints about Hao Yun, Zheng Xueqian and his eyes, and silently lie back.

I hope this guy will be ok

It's better to stay away from others when practicing songs. It's a small matter to be caught by the dormitory or the security guard. Don't get stuck in the back.

Listening to ah Huang's whining from downstairs, Hao Yun sighed, shrank into the quilt and closed his eyes.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night

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