Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 437

"What trick?"

"Oh, promise her first, master."

"..."

Lin Yiran pondered for a moment, he knew that Liu Xian'er would definitely not be indiscriminate, he hesitated for a moment, and said to the phone: "Okay, give me the address, there is no need to send someone to pick it up, I will go directly."

"Really? Good! Thank you, thank you very much!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yiran went out and hailed a taxi.

On the road.

"Xian'er, tell me, what is your plan?"

Liu Xian'er said: "Hee hee, master, you forgot, your incense burner?"

"incense burner?"

"That's right. You forgot, the last time we passed through the tripod incense burner, we generated some wish power, and then transformed it into breath?"

When Liu Xian'er said this, Lin Yiran understood.

"You said at the time that a person's power of vows would be pitifully small, but what if... there are many people? You told me that the power of vows comes from worship and piety... although the power of vows that ordinary people can produce is very small , but the accumulation of small things is still not to be underestimated. The slave family saw that you have not been able to stabilize after reaching the peak of the foundation period, and urgently need more breath support, the slave family thinks... this may be an opportunity."

"You mean...maybe, the power of fans can be harnessed?"

Lin Yiran suddenly understood what Liu Xian'er was thinking.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Lin Yiran fell into deep thought, and at the same time found it very interesting.

It is true that the power of wish can be transformed into breath through some magic weapons and provided to oneself.

But in the past, this was often accomplished by establishing sects and establishing sects, or building temples, shaping statues and the like...

The so-called incense and wish power is this principle.

but……

Through the admiration of fans of highly popular idols in the entertainment industry like Ye Weiyang... to transform into wish power...

Although I don't know if this will be successful, but... I have to say that Liu Xian'er's brain is big enough, this idea is worth trying.

"Xian'er."

"What's the matter, master?"

"Very clever."

"Hee hee, then look, who made the slave family the master's woman~~"

"Cough cough."

Lin Yiran coughed lightly.

……

Soon, we arrived at our destination.

Lin Yiran came all the way to the recording studio.

After entering the door, Lin Yiran saw Ye Weiyang, Sister Bo, and some staff around her.

"You're here!"

Seeing Lin Yiran coming in, Ye Weiyang walked up with joy, and shook hands with Lin Yiran: "Thank you very much for coming!"

At this time, that Miss Bo stood up with a confused look on her face, walked up to Lin Yiran, looked her up and down and said, "You...you are not the one who touched Cier that day... oh no, sorry, I mean, You were the one who crashed the car that day??"

Lin Yiran glanced at Sister Bo, and hummed casually, as a response.

Then Lin Yiran said to Ye Weiyang: "Then don't waste time, give me a pen and paper."

"it is good!"

Ye Weiyang quickly fetched a pen and paper, and then handed the previous piece of paper to Lin Yiran.

Lin Yiran sat down quietly and began to write.

It is not procrastinating at all, from entering the door, to saying hello, to sitting down to write, these series of actions don't even take a minute.

This made Sister Bo a little overwhelmed.

The recording studio became very quiet, this Miss Bo whispered in Ye Weiyang's ear: "Ada...couldn't be a mistake...is he the author of this song?"

"Yes."

Ye Weiyang nodded softly: "Sister Bo, let's talk about it later, don't disturb Lin Yiran's creation."

"Oh, good."

Sister Bo nodded repeatedly.

She knew that Ye Weiyang didn't need to lie to herself, but she was very puzzled... This guy who walked to the middle of the road without thinking that day, that weird person who didn't want to go to the hospital and didn't want to pay compensation, would have such feelings The original author of a song?
that's it……

Since Lin Yiran already had a draft, Lin Yiran finished the whole poem in just a few minutes.

"Okay, here it is."

Lin Yiran handed it to Ye Weiyang.

Ye Weiyang picked it up and looked at it for a few times, full of love, nodded again and again: "Thank you! You have worked hard!"

Saying that, Ye Weiyang didn't delay, then sat aside, picked up the guitar, and tried to play and sing according to the previous melody.

I have to say, Ye Weiyang's voice is really nice.

Lin Yiran originally wanted to leave directly, but when he heard Ye Weiyang's nice voice, he couldn't help but stop and listen.

After the song was sung, everyone in the recording studio applauded.

This is a heartfelt applause. The faces of Sister Bo and several staff members are full of excitement!
"Okay! It sounds good! Ada, this song, please arrange it carefully later, once it is released, it will definitely be a hit!"

Sister Bo said happily.

Ye Weiyang also seemed very happy, walked over to Lin Yiran and said: "Thank you very much, if it weren't for your words, my new song release this time might have missed the ticket again."

After a pause, Ye Weiyang tentatively asked: "That...do you think it sounds good?"

Lin Yiran said truthfully: "The voice is good."

"Thank you."

Ye Weiyang nodded happily, but then, she seemed to sense Lin Yiran's implication.

"Well... Lin Yiran, you just said that the voice is good, so do you think... the song under this chord doesn't fit well?"

Lin Yiran said casually: "Well, it doesn't match. However, this is your freedom, so leave."

Saying that, he will leave.

Ye Weiyang hurried over and gently grabbed Lin Yiran's sleeve: "That...then...do you have a suitable melody?"

After asking this sentence, Sister Bo and the others around immediately felt that the question was a bit redundant.

Because looking at this Lin Yiran, no matter how you look at it, he looks like an ordinary person. Even if he can write that kind of words, it may just be because he is more enlightened in this aspect.

As for composing...

From the perspective of professionalism, not everyone can make a good melody.

Of course, students in some music colleges can indeed compose pieces.

But... Whether it can break through so many high-quality song charts and win the love of most fans requires a very high level.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Yiran's answer was: "Yes."

"Really? That's great. Can I trouble you...to write it out for me?"

Saying that, Ye Weiyang quickly took a blank stave.

Lin Yiran shook his head: "Staff? I don't understand."

Upon hearing this, Sister Bo said from the side: "Hey, Ada, don't hold back. This Mr. Lin is obviously a layman and doesn't know anything about composing. Now that the complete lyrics are available, let's We just need to contact professional composers and arrangers. —— Mr. Lin, thank you for coming, this is a reward."

As she said that, Sister Bo directly wrote a check: "One million, Mr. Lin, take it well. Even some top-tier lyricists may not be able to get it at this price."

(End of this chapter)