Portable Intelligent System

"What? You wrote that? Brother, are you kidding Yu Wenwen looks at Xu Ling suspiciously.

Yu Wenwen takes Xu Ling as a joke and doesn't take Xu Ling's words seriously.

Indeed, no one would believe what Xu Ling said.

A person who can't do anything can suddenly write a song?

Anyone who says this will feel farting.

What's more, Xu Ling doesn't speak very well. Of course, Yu Wenwen knows that.

"Well? What's up? I wrote it. Don't you believe it? " Xu Ling lowered his head to eat, and said with his mouth.

"Oh, brother, who are you cheating on? I don't know what you look like when you are so big? I don't know when I'm so talented in music. " Yu Wenwen still thinks Xu Ling is bragging here.

"If you don't believe it, give it back to me." Xu Ling reaches out his hand and wants to take back the U disk.

"Yes, I do." Yu Wenwen clenched the U disk in her hand, nodded her head and said.

"It's almost the same. I'm not good enough to get a bargain. I dare to doubt your brother and me." Xu Ling some haughty said.

Yu Wenwen said the letter on her mouth, but she still felt that Xu Ling was bragging.

Anyway, this thing is given by Xu Ling. It's nothing to satisfy his vanity. It's good to see it through without saying it through.

If you meet my sister-in-law recently, ask which teacher wrote it. I'll thank you very much in the future.

Yu Wenwen has made plans in her heart.

"Brother, it took a lot of effort to write this song, but you have to eat more. If the draft is over, please have a good meal." Yu Wenwen said with a smile.

"You still have a little conscience, but I've made a lot of efforts. You have to thank me. This Shaoxian snack is not very good." Xu Ling's eyes looked around and shook his head.

"Well, well, whatever you say, you can eat slowly. I'll go first. I have to go back and get familiar with it." With that, Yu Wenwen slipped out.

Oh, I have no conscience. I've spent more than an hour. I'm so perfunctory. I'll have to help you next time. Xu Ling thought.

But make complaints about Yu Wenwen's songs, because Xu doesn't want to make complaints about Chen Yunqian. Besides, she can write it out.

Xu Ling is quite satisfied with her works. This is a reference to such a popular song. If she can't even pass the audition here, it can only prove that everyone's taste is not very good.

……

Yu Wenwen came home, turned on the computer and inserted the USB flash drive into the computer.

Open the document Xu Ling put in, which has written the lyrics and music scores.

Although not from a professional background, Yu Wenwen has made up a lot of basic knowledge these days. It's no problem to look at this kind of thing.

"Miss Chen, I never forget your smile."

"Even if you want to grow old, just like me."

"Miss Chen, you look beautiful when the corner of your mouth is down"

"Like the clear water under Anhe bridge"

……

Yu Wenwen combines the two together and unconsciously sings by herself.

After singing a song, Yu Wenwen almost failed to get out of the mood of the song.

"Wow, who wrote that? It's amazing." Yu Wenwen himself finished singing, can't help feeling.

Ballads are like this, although the rhythm is very slow, but it does have a sense of substitution, can always sing to people's hearts.

Yu Wenwen has always liked this kind of songs, but folk songs can't be written by ordinary people.

No story, no wine, how can there be such a feeling.

"Can my cousin write such a song? If it's really written by him, he will win the first place in the draft. " Although Yu Wenwen can't guess who wrote it, she almost concludes that Xu Ling can't write it.

After singing for one time, Yu Wenwen's heart had a little bottom.

Other people have been writing songs for a long time. Yu Wenwen is worried that she will not find someone to write them for a while.

Xu Ling said that when it was done, Yu Wenwen was happy and afraid.

Happy, at least there are songs to use, but the song written so quickly, Yu Wenwen had to doubt the quality.

But now, the quality of this song is far beyond Yu Wenwen's imagination.

Don't mention the draft. Now if a singer sends this song, he will be very popular.

Today's young people like this kind of song with feeling most.

Unlike before, we all have to listen to those songs with high melody and fast rhythm.

People gradually find that slow songs can tell stories, which are not only singer's stories, but also their own stories.

Yu Wenwen added a lot of confidence to herself.

……

Xu Ling returned home, lying in bed, boring fans.

It's really boring to stay at home in the evening, and there are no good people to play with.

It seems that I don't know much about the game here. Unlike previous lives, I can still play a few League of heroes in my spare time. I really don't know what to play here.

If you can cater to these people's preferences and make a good game, won't you make a lot of money?

This idea flashed through Xu Ling's mind.

Not all games are made by people, and not everyone is like Ma Huateng, a porter who likes to play games.

But Xu Ling thinks about it. What's wrong with Ma Huateng? He has money anyway.

Moreover, Xu Ling carried things from two worlds, and no one would know about them. He could not even plagiarize them.

However, Xu Ling calmed down for a while, and seemed to have too many ideas recently.

While doing the program of tasting the Three Kingdoms, while writing the novel "the story of relying on heaven and killing the dragon", maybe it will continue to develop towards the music circle.

After all, people's energy is limited. It's hard to avoid being too busy to do so many things at the same time.

Always can't be too greedy, want to eat a fat man, slowly, now a place to make some achievements, the rest slowly.

Anyway, there are so many people who look down on themselves. It's a good experience to slap one by one.

Xu Ling did not know when she became a little black.

But to those people, there is really no mercy, to them, they will only be more arrogant.

In the past, Xu Ling may not have any skills, but now Xu Ling is different.

Xu Ling walks around the fan group, watching what the fans are saying.

Unconsciously, there are more than 1000 people in the group, which is quite a large group.

As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. It's hard to avoid a few troublemakers.

Relevant policies also have regulations. You can't talk nonsense. Xu Ling doesn't have much time to manage. So choose a few people to be administrators. When you don't watch the group, some people will watch.

After a day's observation, he also knew which active members were in the group.

Set up a good administrator, Xu Ling today's things are basically completed, the rest is a good sleep.