I collapsed from the roof, the system came?

Chapter 12 No, is he sick?
Many entertainment companies in the industry were shocked.

Originally, many people thought that "It Doesn't Matter" would slow down its progress after breaking into the top ten.

Even to go one step further.

It will also be a long time.

But no one expected that "It Doesn't Matter" would easily kill seven heavyweight rookies on the rookie list in just one day, rushing all the way to No.3.

"Killing crazy."

"Even Su Qing, who was originally No.3, was fucked, awesome."

"This newcomer is amazing, the first song made it into the top three, the money is boundless!"

"The third one is almost over. The first two...are existences that newcomers can't afford to mess with."

"..."

At the same time, Yunhai Media.

vocal department.

Hao Mingxing was still cleaning with a broom, with a calm expression.

There was a lot of noise around.

It can be said that from time to time someone will rush to him excitedly and spread the news to him.

He heard people say that his songs broke into the top fifty.

He heard someone say that his song was promoted by the company.

He heard someone say that his song was in the top ten.

All the while, he just smiled and nodded.

Until this time, Qian Lun, the manager of the vocal department, came over in person. Seeing Hao Mingxing sweeping the floor, Qian Lun hurriedly stepped forward to grab the broom: "Mingxing, how could you do this!"

But there was no rush.

Hao Mingxing smiled and said: "Everything is fine, sweeping the floor is good. Mr. Qian, please wait a moment, there is still a little bit of sweeping left."

"You."

Qian Lun looked at Hao Mingxing, paused for a moment, and then said: "Your song... rushed to No. 3 on the newcomer list. But the top two on the newcomer list are not newcomers. They are both famous artists in the film and television industry. So from a certain In a sense, you have already won the No. 1 spot on the August rookie list."

Ranking first on the newcomer list, one can imagine its gold content.

"..."

Hao Mingxing didn't speak.

Qian Lun continued: "Wait a minute, come to my office."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Hao Mingxing looked at Qian Lun's leaving figure and stood there for a long time without moving.

After a long time.

He just looked away, quietly swept the rest of the floor, and dumped the garbage into the trash can in the stairwell.

Then his head gradually lifted, his eyes looked at the sky outside the window.

Tears blurred his eyes.

This man, who has always been humble and low-key, and always greeted him with a smile on weekdays, whimpered softly in the stairwell at this moment, tears streaming down his face.

……

Wang Mo knew that when "It Doesn't Matter" broke into the top three on the newcomer list, he had already left work early.

It is impossible to work overtime.

It is impossible in this life.

But just after leaving the company, he received a call from Yuan Xiong.

A few minutes later, Yuan Xiong saw Wang Mo who was waiting for him downstairs
At this moment, Yuan Xiong was in a state of shock.He didn't expect that Wang Mo would write a song so casually that he would be ranked third on the newcomer list.

"Could it be that we made a mistake in the way we opened Wang Mo before?"

Yuan Xiong began to doubt life.

A top-notch good-looking little fresh meat actually has such talent.

But having said that, no matter how good the songwriting is, it can't make any waves.

But at least Yuan Xiong is still very happy. After all, Wang Mo has such an ability, which means that he will never starve to death in the future.

After the collapse of many small fresh meat houses, they don't know anything, they are completely useless, they can only eat and wait to die.

In comparison, Wang Mo is still outstanding.

"Brother Xiong, do you have anything to do with me?"

Wang Mo asked.

Yuan Xiong smiled: "Your song almost swept the rookie list. For such a big event, of course I want to find you. How about we have a few drinks at night and celebrate?"

Wang Mo: "It's fine to celebrate, but brother Xiong, do you have money?"

Yuan Xiong spread his hands: "I gave you all my private money, and now I only have 30 yuan left for my whole body. Fortunately, the company provides food, otherwise I would have starved to death."

Wang Mo: "I used the money you gave me to repay the loan."

Yuan Xiong: "Then how to celebrate?"

Wang Mo: "Forget it if you drink the northwest wind, it will save you money if you cool down."

The salary payment time has to wait until the 10th.

As for "It Doesn't Matter", although it has reached the top three on the list and has been downloaded more than 2 times, it will take some time to get the share of the money.

The two paupers glared at each other.

After half a sound.

Yuan Xiong said: "Forget it, let's go to the supermarket to buy some discounted vegetables and fry them at home, and buy a bottle of Erguotou, which is enough for both of us to have a good time.

"Row!"

Wang Mo nodded in agreement.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the two came to the Wal-Mart supermarket near Wang Mo's temporary apartment.

Practice has proved that even a once top-notch person like Wang Mo, as long as he is not surrounded by a group of security guards or followed by a group of assistants and staff in his life.Then put on a mask, change your hairstyle and clothes, and few people will pay attention to you even if you walk on the street.

It's already past meal time, so the nearby vegetable market is basically closed.However, there are still some dishes in the supermarket that are on sale.

It's just that at the moment, all kinds of special dishes are taken over by many uncles and aunts.

cheap!Many uncles and aunts specially pick this time to grab specials.

With their small physiques, they couldn't compete with the grandparents at all.

"Isn't it? Can't even buy food?"

Yuan Xiong stared, he only bought two bottles of Erguotou.

Can't drink white wine at night?

Wang Mo snapped his fingers: "Brother Xiong, don't worry, it's up to me!"

He squeezed into the special price section of the supermarket, and said to a group of grandparents with a serious expression: "Uncles and aunts, at Wal-Mart, don't buy fruits and vegetables that are on sale today. Don't buy special meat, and don't buy braised snacks either. .As for rice, bread, etc., you can buy them on the same day.”

With those words, the grandpas and aunts were shocked.

They looked at each other in blank dismay.

Many people quickly put down the specials in their hands and gathered around.

"Young man, why can't you buy it?"

"Is there something wrong with these dishes?"

"Oh, I said a long time ago that I can't take advantage of it, I'm about to lose it!"

"Why?"

"Quick, tell auntie!"

Even several supermarket employees were astonished, and a series of words flashed in their minds: pesticide residues?Too much hormone?Expired food?Incomplete qualifications?
Wang Mo kept his composure, picked up a few special dishes, meat, braised meat, etc. that the uncles and aunts put down, and then walked to the weighing area, and said at the same time: "Because I want to buy it."

???

!!!

What the fuck?

I am so special!

A group of uncles and aunts were at a loss for a while, and then watched Wang Mo rushing to the cashier with all kinds of special dishes that belonged to them.

Check out the accounts with lightning speed.

Cengcengceng rushed outside.

Behind him, an old man shouted, "Young man!"

Wang Mo stopped in his tracks: "Ah?"

Uncle: "Are you sick?"

Wang Mo ran away.

Behind him, followed by his little friend Yuan Xiong who had already been stunned.

……

The place where Wang Mo lives is an apartment arranged by the company.

Extremely private.

Although Wang Mo's apartment collapsed, the company did not take back his apartment and still allowed him to continue living there.

It can be said that apart from the lack of a hostess, the apartment lacks nothing else.

Especially in the kitchen, there are all kinds of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

So after the two returned to the apartment after buying vegetables, Yuan Xiong immediately got busy in the kitchen.

Wang Mo... cheering from the side.

I have to say that Yuan Xiong's culinary skills are really beyond recognition.

In just over half an hour, several dishes were ready.

Stir-fried pork, chili diced chicken, leek omelette, plus a plate of braised meat, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of pig ears.

It looks delicious and delicious.

"I'm happy."

"I'm happy."

"Amo, to be honest, when your house collapsed just now, I was very worried about you, because I was afraid that you would not think about it. So I even arranged two eyeliners in the composition department to watch you 24 hours a day. Fortunately, you It didn’t disappoint me, not only survived the darkest stage, but also allowed myself to successfully write a good song.”

Yuan Xiong's face was filled with sadness.

"However, composing is just a minor thing, and the status of a composer is too low. Even if you are at the top, you can't earn fame or fortune. I'm still helping you with the live broadcast. When I finish it, you can Go live.”

Wang Mo: "Brother Xiong, do you really think composing is just a small way?"

Yuan Xiong: "Isn't it?"

Wang Mo: "I don't think so. In my opinion, composers and singers are equal."

equality?

Yuan Xiong took a sip of his wine, fixedly looked at Wang Mo, shook his head and laughed: "You think too much."

Wang Mo shook his head: "It's not that I think too much, it should be like this. In the current music world, the status of composers and singers is a deformed and unhealthy relationship. But in my heart: composers who reach the peak are no better than the kings and queens of the music world." Difference."

Yuan Xiong smiled: "You mean, if your composition is good enough, even if your house has collapsed, you can return to the top class just by virtue of your status as a composer?"

Wang Mo said: "That's right."

Yuan Xiong frowned: "Did you drink too much?"

Wang Mo shook his head: "I'm serious."

Yuan Xiong asked: "That's why you chose to be the composer and wrote "It Doesn't Matter"?"

Wang Mo hummed: "Yes."

Yuan Xiong continued to ask: "Then do you still write other songs?"

Wang Mo said: "Yes."

At present, he still has a song "Invisible Wings" that has not been released.

This song is the basis for his words.

Yuan Xiong was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "If you really have the ability, go and change your status as a composer. Try to use your status as a composer to return to the top of the entertainment industry."

Wang Mo said: "Yes."

Seeing this, Yuan Xiong quickly said, "Don't take it seriously, I was joking."

Wang Mo shook his head: "I'm not joking."

(End of this chapter)