Entertainment: Toxic milk singer, please stop singing

However, every word and deed is still subject to the control of the brokerage company.

If I was unlucky and was assigned an agent who didn't agree with my ideas, I'm afraid it would be even more troublesome and aggrieved.

Moreover, his current fame does not require the brokerage company to arrange things for him, he is already busy with all his feet.

No matter how you think about it, signing a brokerage company will do more harm than good to yourself.

The only thing that will be better is to be able to take effective measures in time when his negative news appears.

Take control of the fishing reel, twist the cruiser and keep things under control.

It seems that he has to think about how to solve this problem.

But Ye Xuan couldn't think of an effective solution for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about this problem.

After all, this is not something that can be resolved quickly.

……

At the moment, the most important thing is to think about how to solve this network crisis and complete the tasks assigned by the system.

You know, the task issued by the system is to create three songs, except for the wind blowing, there are still two songs that have not been created yet.

Ye Xuan sat by the bed, recalling classic songs from another world in his mind.

Countless songs flashed through his mind, and any one he picked out would be much higher than the songs in this world.

But Ye Xuan was not too satisfied.

How should I put it, I'm in the wrong mood.

At a time when people are being sprayed all over the Internet and black material is flying all over the sky, they shouldn't be singing these erotic, painless songs.

He wanted to find a song that could represent his mood at the moment.

It's best to use this song to respond, the current Internet explosion can also defeat Hua Chenyu with a song.

This is what Ye Xuan wants to see, and thinking about it, he thinks it must be very exciting.

At this moment, a song 'The Lonely Brave' flashed across Ye Xuan's mind.

Ye Xuan looked at the song and was finally satisfied, with a smile on his face.

I remember that when this song first came out, it became popular all over the country, from 80-year-olds to [-]-[-]-year-old children, they would hum a few words.

The song is accessible and powerful at the same time.

It sings the indomitable and courageous spirit of a lonely person who walks alone in the dark, in the face of adversity and despair.

Although small, he will still fight against fate to the end, and nothing can defeat him.

This is so similar to his current experience, this song can fully interpret his attitude and mood very well.

Immediately, Ye Xuan didn't want to wait for a second, so he stood up and walked towards the creation room.

He wants to create this song "The Lonely Brave Man" and sing it to everyone.

Here is what he wants to say.

Although he does not have a mobile phone, he cannot control the fishing reel outside.

But he can sing his heart through songs.

A song is enough to break the current stalemate, and it is also enough to defeat the plot of Hua Chenyu's agency.

Netizens saw Ye Xuan walking out in a slightly hurried pace, and they all speculated about what he was going to do.

"Brother Ye finally came out, I was worried that Brother Ye would not broadcast live today!"

"Brother Ye must have known about the rumors on the Internet, he was sad, and he didn't want us to know, licking his wounds alone in the room!"

"Brother Ye won't cry in the room by himself, it hurts!"

"Brother Ye looked so powerful, and he directly rejected President Zhang's help. I didn't expect that Brother Ye didn't care as much as he appeared on the surface. Brother Ye is too brave!"

"Yeah, Brother Ye, don't hold on, all our fans are your backing!"

"Brother Ye wouldn't be so fragile, Brother Ye must have suddenly remembered something and be in such a hurry!"

"Don't make wild guesses, maybe Brother Ye has some inspiration again and is in a hurry to compose songs!"

"How is it possible? Brother Ye has created two songs in two consecutive days. How could there be more?"

"Yeah, although Brother Ye is talented, but inspiration is not tap water, as long as there is something, there will be."

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Chapter 62 Ordinary People Desperate for Life

There was a lot of doubts on the Internet. No one really thought that after Ye Xuan created two songs in a row, he would create another song.

Even the person who asked the question just now was just talking casually and didn't take it seriously.

Just when I made random guesses on the Internet.

They found that the most unlikely answer became the most likely answer.

Because, Ye Xuan, in full view of everyone, unexpectedly, really entered the creation room.

……

Netizens saw that Ye Xuan did it directly in front of the table in the creation room.

This sitting took a full half an hour.

I have been burying my head, writing and drawing, and amending something from time to time.

In the creative room, there was no one else except Ye Xuan.

Deng Ziqi has gone back before, and her work has not been completed yet.

The arrangement teacher, recording teacher and radio teacher left after finishing their own work.

At this moment, only Ye Xuan was in the creation room, and could only hear the rustling of the pen tip on the paper.

Seeing Ye Xuan's busy appearance, netizens began to speculate.

"Brother Ye looks like this, why is he so familiar? It's very similar to the way he was when he was creating!"

"Brother Ye is not really creating again, is he?"

"How is it possible? Brother Ye wrote a song before, but it didn't take him 10 minutes. This time, he wrote it for half an hour. It can't be writing a song!"

"Although it does take a lot more time, I have to say, this looks really like writing a song!"

"No way, no way, Brother Ye is planning to write a song a day, is this the man who wants to write songs the fastest?"

The camera teacher probably knew the curiosity of the netizens, so he zoomed in on the camera a bit.

The content on the paper in front of Ye Xuan was clearly displayed in front of the netizens.

Although the camera just flashed by, I couldn't see every word, every sentence clearly.

But the clear staff on paper can still be captured by netizens.

Now, netizens confirmed that Ye Xuan was actually writing songs.

In an instant, everyone's jaws dropped again.

After all, Ye Xuan has composed two songs for two consecutive days.

No one expected that when Ye Xuan wrote songs, his inspiration would be as continuous as tap water, and creation would be as easy as drinking water.

Now, all the singers on the Internet know.

I'm afraid everyone is stunned at the moment, lamenting the injustice of fate!

It's simply an existence that is going to piss people off.

Netizens also lamented one after another.

"I feel like if Brother Ye continues to write, he should break the Guinness Book of Records!"

"Brother Ye is too strong. After being bombarded by the Internet, he can still write songs. Iron heart!"

"Who said just now that Brother Ye hid in the room and cried, how could Brother Ye be so fragile, come out and apologize!"

"Facts have proved that Brother Ye will always be your Brother Ye, an existence that you can only look up to!"

"Always support me, Brother Ye. You are so brave. Brother Ye writes well and amazes everyone!"

……

Finally, after some modifications, Ye Xuan was finally satisfied, so he stopped the modification.

He raised his head, and was about to show the arranger teacher, but found that the whole room was empty, only he was there.

He was too impatient when he came in just now, and he didn't realize that the creation room was empty.

Ye Xuan patted his forehead helplessly, and carefully checked the score in his hand again. After confirming that there was no problem, he put down the score and walked straight outside.

Pushing the door away, I saw the three teachers I was going to find, and they just opened the door to come in.

For a moment of embarrassment, Ye Xuan reacted a little faster.

Take a step back first, and make way for the door, so that several teachers can come in.

I only heard the arranger teacher joke.

"Are you going to find us?"

In Ye Xuan's nod, the arranger teacher continued, "Is this considered a tacit understanding?"

Ye Xuan was not embarrassed either, and shot back, "You say so!"

Arranger Teacher: Er...

Not cute at all.

The recording teacher and the radio teacher looked at the arranger teacher with gloating eyes, and there were two words written in their eyes, "You deserve it!"

I saw a few teachers go straight to Ye Xuan's table, picked up the piece that Ye Xuan had just made, and started to read it.

The sharp-eyed found that there are many traces of deletions and revisions on the paper this time, and I can see the repeated consideration and revision during the creation.

I remember that the songs written by Ye Xuan were very clean, with almost no trace of modification.

For a moment, the minds of several people became more and more curious about the song Ye Xuan composed this time.

Several people watched silently.

They found that this song was different from the songs Ye Xuan composed before, and even different from most songs in the music world.

Often, many people like to create some love songs, whether sad, happy or sad.

Or some positive songs, sunny and full of positive energy, which make people feel relaxed and happy when they listen to them.

But this song is completely different.

It is people who put their eyes in the shadows and live hard.

Chaos, filth, disorder, madness, imperfection.

Some people, although not standing in the light, are moving forward silently for the lights of thousands of families and fighting hard for their own beautiful world.

This song sang the appearance of ordinary people desperately striving for life.

A few people in their 40s and [-]s, looking at the lyrics in their hands, only felt that their state of mind was stagnant, as if a stone was thrown, causing ripples in circles.

It seems that the passionate years of my youth have come back again, and my mood is surging.

"Love you walking alone in a dark alley

I love you without kneeling

love you confronted with despair

don't want to cry"

The lyrics are so well written, they seem to have seen the unyielding appearance of walking into the darkness alone.

In the face of setbacks, sarcasm from others, or even deliberately making things difficult, do not back down, make promises, or shrink back.

Even in the face of desperation, he refuses to lower his proud head, refuses to shed a single tear.

Stubborn and strong.