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Chapter 26 Little Flame Jumps Out of the Circle (Please follow up)
Pulling Lin Bai off the stage, Pang Pang Rou Jiang immediately brought up the rhythm: "Ask me something, Teacher Xiao Feng is going to hit the top stream, the blogger has thought about hitting the top line~"

"We mainly want to know about it so that we can give you advice. Really, you have to trust us!"

No money to charge the card: "Hahahaha, meat sauce beef, just set it on fire for the blogger and roast it, I like it!!"

"Give me the rhythm!"

"One thing I really like about Bolognese is that she really dares to bring it with rhythm."

"..."

Seeing that old netizens, new fans, and passers-by were all mobilized at once, Lin Bai couldn't help being amazed.

Really can't underestimate anyone.

He didn't expect beforehand that an ordinary netizen like Rou Jiang could play 'controversy=traffic' to the fullest.

The controversy over April Fool's Day jokes has not yet passed, and another bigger controversy has come.

Although Lin Bai had posted on Weibo a long time ago expressing his goal of being a songwriter and singer, it did not specifically reach a few artists.

Therefore, even if Lin Bai does not respond positively now, the heat will be accompanied by controversy.

Of course Lin Bai had to respond positively.

Who can be afraid of the rhythm of the Internet as an artist?
More is better!

How do you say that... I'm afraid of big wind and waves?Have you forgotten how talented people play?The bigger the storm, the higher the fame!

For example, Xiaofeng made it clear that horses and chariots would hit top singers, is she afraid?
Lin Bai first directly pinned the Weibo post that had previously rated the double masterpiece of lyrics and music, and then replied to Pangpang Roujiang:
"I think that a songwriter is at least equal to a first-line artist, so I want to rush to the first-line."

Fatty Meat Sauce calmly continued to take the rhythm: "Although, I think it's low, so it has to be top-notch to be considered popular, right?"

No money to charge the card: "/狗头/狗头.JPG I'm going to spread rumors now, an unknown song creator has released words to hit the top stream!"

"You know how to spread rumors."

"Lord, why don't I help you forward 500 times for free."

"..."

Passerby player: "Pure passerby, where is this big talker? I only wrote two songs and don't know what my last name is?"

"The blogger's behavior is really low. Although you are already a fourth-tier artist, don't be so crazy! Cancel it."

Fatty Roujiang rushed out immediately: "If you have the ability to get big, it's hard not to make people suspect that you are a hob boy~"

"..."

After Lin Bai finished speaking, he casually watched the excitement, and then went offline directly.

For this wave of controversy, he didn't take it to heart at all.

If you are not a first-line artist if you have both lyrics and music, then what kind of songwriting and music are you?
After all, Huale.com V1 directly targets first-line artists.

…………

Went to the school cafeteria for dinner... Consumption increased a little, unlocked the deluxe version, Lin Bai went back to the dormitory to continue reading.

There are two or three volumes left of "The Complete Works of Li Taibai".

After more than an hour, Lin Bai closed the book, feeling 'detached' for a moment.

It feels like everything in the universe is nothing.

Then I glanced at the mobile phone next to me, the screen automatically lit up, and there were some unread WeChat messages.

Classmates A, B, C and D: "Brother Lin is awesome!"

Class group: "Boss Lin Bai is really cool."

Composer group:

"Oh my god, junior is going to become a first-line artist now?"

"Let's not talk about anything else, the song "Maple" is a bit cheating!"

Lin Bai each replied, and when he was away from home, no matter how good he was, he couldn't trust his acquaintances online.

Then... a voice message from Xu Zewen.

"You are really good at talking nonsense. There is no one who can't let go of longing and reluctant people last autumn. How about you solo in your mother's womb!"

"I won't call you anymore, I'm afraid that your pressure will hurt me in the air."

"Let's slip away. Fortunately, no one talks about your roommate on the Internet, otherwise I should feel uncomfortable."

"Wait until your V3."

Immediately, Lin Bai regained the joy of the moment: "Old Xu, how can you look at me like that?"

"I left all the cupping emotions to you!"

"Let me tell you... I'm going to compete with Pei Ming soon."

"Pei Ming knows it, a gold medal songwriter, top-notch~"

Xu Zewen directly swiped the screen with a bunch of emoticons, interrupting Lin Bai's spellcasting.

Without further teasing, Lin Bai put down his phone and opened a book to read.

Called: "Harmony"

The important theoretical knowledge of composition should be learned, and I will not be lazy at all.

…………

On the 5th of the next day, Ching Ming Festival, the first thing Lin Bai did when he woke up was to post on Weibo.

He did a big deception this time, the photo was specially taken yesterday.

Because he added points after taking the photo yesterday, and now his actual weight has dropped to 159 catties.

So this time the attachment is:

"Weight loss sharing: check in at 163.2 catties. PS: The weight is basically reduced to the standard area, and I will not check in in the future"

Fatty Roujiang: "Ah, why is it like a dream?!"

The same is true for the netizens of the blogger cultivation group.

"I said why the blogger looks more and more beautiful. It turned out that he really lost weight. Now the blogger has a round face..."

"I lost 15 pounds in ten days, the blogger's training volume is really intense."

"No, I won't share it in the future. What am I going to watch on the eighth day of the morning?"

No money to charge the card: "The blogger must secretly be handsome behind our backs, this thing is really not good money!"

Fatty Roujiang also rushed out: "The blogger will share the daily routine of body management in the future, and we will give you some suggestions after we think about it."

Lin Bai liked Pangpang Roujiang's comment to express his agreement, and then went offline.

.........

After finishing the morning run and eating breakfast, Lin Bai's cell phone rang when he returned to the dormitory.

It's my home phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, a familiar voice came out: "Son, today we are going to worship our ancestors and pray for blessings. Do you want to ask for marriage for you?"

"This year, there are more people coming back to pay respects to ancestors and visit graves than in previous years. It's very lively."

"Your father said that we might as well close the shop today."

Lin Bai hasn't contacted his family since time travel, this phone call made him feel exactly the same family warmth.

Mother Qin Peirong still likes to chatter, and she doesn't allow herself a chance to interrupt at the beginning of every call.

He thinks that many things on Azure Star have indeed changed compared to Earth, but some things are subtly unchanged.

"I think it's better to do some morning business, and it's not too late to close the door when the big troops gather up the mountain to worship the ancestors and pray for blessings."

Qin Peirong continued to ramble.

Lin Bai finally found the right opportunity to interject: "Mom, ask me for money, and let my ancestors bless me to make some money first."

As the saying goes, I don't care about it in front of the marriage hall, but I can't afford to kneel in front of the God of Wealth hall.

"How tiring to get rich." Qin Peirong was very dissatisfied, "Look, you sold yourself to buy a van for your family!"

"I chose the art history theory map for a stable job, so why did I end up being an artist?"

Lin Bai said nonchalantly, "I want to be famous too."

"I know that I am famous." Qin Peirong said unhappily, "Being an artist is not so easy."

After saying that, Qin Peirong's tone softened: "Son, it's really impossible, let's not suffer that, okay?"

He also said: "The little girls who came to the store to buy things in the past two days are talking about so-and-so talent and so on, and they will be scolded every day on the Internet."

"He's a songwriter. What's the name of the song he wrote... It's raining on Qingming, and it's still playing in the store."

"Oh, by the way, that person has the same name as yours."

Lin Bai laughed when he heard this: "Mom, do you think it is possible that Lin Bai is me?"

"Ah?!" Qin Peirong's voice suddenly raised an octave, "You were scolded?!"

Lin Bai couldn't help laughing, the mother still cared about the vitals like that, it doesn't matter whether she is famous or not, it doesn't matter if her son is scolded.

Although, Lin Bai laughed and said: "No, no, what do those little girls know, they are playing around on the Internet."

Qin Peirong responded subconsciously: "Oh."

Then finally realized: "Just now you said that you wrote the song?"

"Correct."

"As expected of my son, really amazing."

"good."

"Songwriting is good, songwriting is good, this is good, not tired!"

"Ah."

"Talk to your father later, and let your ancestors bless you to write songs well."

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)