national idol

Chapter 48

Ding Ning skipped class on Wednesday morning.

He nestled in his room, pondered about Daomi for a long time, and finally decided to follow the taste of Daomi.com and try to submit articles in the near future.

No matter what, Daomi.com is also a way to get ahead. If he doesn't succeed, he will hide his name and no one will know, and there is no loss;

Anyway, don't let go of any opportunity easily.

Having an idea, Ding Ning didn't start to do it immediately.

Daomi.com is called "another record circle" at any rate. Roughly made things can't be put on the table, and he wants to use ancient songs as a breakthrough. The instruments involved are not what he currently has. After completion, we have to think about it in the long run.

Ding Ning plans to rent a recording studio, or simply build one himself.

He checked on the Internet, and the world plans to build a relatively professional recording studio, which is about 80 yuan, which is still affordable.

It's just that there are too many aspects to take into account. He has to charge up the relevant batteries before he can start to get started, so as not to suffer dumb losses and buy something worth three cents for ten cents, which is terrible.

There were four classes in the afternoon, and I searched the phone numbers of several recording studios on the Internet. I wanted to go and have a look. Go to class.

Ding Ning took these four classes very seriously.

Learn about this, Ding Ning, an "older" person, actually has no interest at all.

But failing a class will damage the image, and the top student, no matter what industry he is in, can get extra points, and he can do his best in class if he can do it well.

After surviving four classes, Sun Zhijun came to him for dinner again. He couldn't smear his face again and again, and forced the only guy in the class who still dealt with him to have no contact with him, so Ding Ning agreed.

Walking out of the teaching building with Sun Zhijun, Ding Ning caught a glimpse of Zhang Hanzhuo's BMW at a glance.

It's a bit abnormal, today Zhang Hanzhuo didn't stand outside the car and wait for Xiang Xiaoshi as usual, but sat in the car, probably he was injured somewhere.

However, Ding Ning is still quite regretful.

Why didn't he stay in the hospital for a few more days, and he was still able to drive, so he didn't see any serious problems at first glance, God won't open his eyes.

Sun Zhijun was a smart man, when he saw Zhang Hanzhuo from a distance, he immediately pulled Ding Ning to go another way.

While walking and chatting with Sun Zhijun, suddenly, Ding Ning heard the words "Nan Shan Nan" seem to come from the school radio.

Surprised, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and listened intently for a while, when Ding Ning heard that his Nan Shan Nan was actually played on the school radio.

"You are snowing heavily in the bright sun in the south, and I am like spring in the cold night in the north..."

Inexplicably, Ding Ning's hair stood on end as he listened to the broadcast sound resounding throughout the campus, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

Probably because he was not mentally prepared, so that in a school like this, when he heard his own voice at first, he was a little caught off guard.

It may also be that the sound of the school speaker is too loud, which makes people feel weird.

What made Ding Ning even more speechless was that Sun Zhijun actually hummed the song. Although he didn't sing a word of the lyrics, the tune was basically correct.

Obviously, Sun Zhijun had heard this song before, and he was puzzled. Ding Ning asked curiously, "Have you heard this song before?"

Sun Zhijun said: "Oh, at noon, the radio station also let it go. The radio station is like this, playing a song over and over again. I didn't intend to listen to it, but I remembered it all."

Let it go at noon?
Could it be that Kong Xinxin passed his song to the radio station?

It shouldn't be, Kong Xinxin is not the kind of person who makes her own decisions without even saying a word.

No matter what, I still have to ask Kong Xinxin. Ding Ning took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Kong Xinxin, while pretending to be casual, "Don't you think this person's voice is very similar to mine?"

"Does it look like it?" Sun Zhijun listened intently for a moment, "It does look a bit like it, but it's rougher than your voice."

It's rough, it's obviously because the speakers of the school radio are too old, and his song was originally recorded by the audience, and the sound is very distorted after the second transmission.

This distortion is just right, it adds a rustling feeling, which is very suitable for this sad song.

After listening carefully, Ding Ning felt that it was better than his original song.

So, later stage is very important.

Laughing dumbfounded, Ding Ning said: "My top ten singers are going to sing this song, do you want to help me when the time comes?"

"That's a must." Ding Ning had so readily agreed to participate in the top ten singers before, and he couldn't let Ding Ning lose the chain. Sun Zhijun said with a smile: "Flowers and applause are indispensable. Xu Shan knows, I'll let her give you Go spend it. Mo Beibei knows, I have also contacted the flower of the Academy of Film and Television."

"You have a wide network of contacts."

Xu Shan and Mo Beibei are both celebrities in the school. Let these two beauties send him flowers.

"That's a must." When it comes to connections, at least those majoring in business and industry, Sun Zhijun doesn't think anyone has a wider network than him: "By the way, isn't this song very popular recently?"

Kong Xinxin texted back, saying that it had nothing to do with her. She had just heard his song played on the radio station and was thinking of sending him a text message when his text message came.

I don't know how the person at the school radio station got his song Nan Shan Nan. When Sun Zhijun asked, he thought he had heard it elsewhere, thinking that Nan Shan Nan might already be in a certain place he didn't know. Ding Ning said, "I don't know, have you heard it elsewhere?"

"No," Sun Zhijun shook his head: "The radio station broadcasts all pop songs, and you're going to sing on the top ten singers, so it should be quite popular."

"I do not know either."

I thought this song Nanshannan was already popular, but it turned out not to be. Ding Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At this time, Ding Ning really wanted to ask someone from the radio station where he heard this song.

Unfortunately, he didn't know anyone at the radio station.

He is not the kind of person who likes to trouble others, so he can only struggle with himself.

Everyone likes to show off their own taste, and mistakenly thought that Ding Ning wanted to show off that he had heard this song before. Sun Zhijun said, "It's really good, who sang it?"

Sun Zhijun treated him well, but Ding Ning didn't want to hide him.

However, once Sun Zhijun knew about it, the rest of the class would know about it too. For no reason, he felt that if he broadcasted the matter and let the class know about it, it might cause extra problems. He said perfunctorily: "A network anchor."

"Oh, Internet anchor, it's quite new." The live broadcast industry has only emerged in recent years, and Sun Zhijun has little contact with live broadcast.

"I show? Or Vision?" However, he still knows a few well-known live broadcast websites.

"No, Douyou." Ding Ning said.

"Douyou broadcasts games, doesn't it? There are people singing?" Sun Zhijun has also heard of Douyou. In his impression, Douyou seems to be a live game website, and there are people singing.

"some."

"Oh, let's go take a look then."

Speaking of webcasting, he has heard it mentioned by others recently, and it seems to be quite popular.

Hearing what Ding Ning said, he felt that he was really out of date. Sun Zhijun thought to himself, whenever he is bored, he can go and have a look.

(End of this chapter)