An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　 Everything was going according to plan.

　　 "Firework is easy to cold" unexpectedly became popular, even if the two goods do nothing for the next week, the number of fans can steadily exceed the 100,000 mark. As a result, Hao Yun really thought that he actually made this moth on this knot, maybe the fans accumulated over the past three days have to fall back!

　　 Make evil!

　　 Hao Yun really couldn't help but shout out if he didn't hide in the quilt and pretend to sleep.

　　 Cut to the private message window without saying anything. He was planning to line up with this idiot, but before he could send a message, the other side took the initiative to bounce a line of news.

Qian Yuan: [Those fans have seen my creation history and kept asking me to release the previous songs... I thought about you saying that it was temporarily removed. Now that the three-day period has come, I will release the historical songs. . 】

　　 Fuck!

　　 If they let you out, you let it out?

　　 Then they let you eat shit, can you go?

　　 Hao Yunqiang resisted the urge to complain and deleted the sentence that had been typed on the screen again.

　　 Qianyuan: [Later, I also thought about it seriously. I think I should face myself bravely. 】

　　 Qianyuan: [I understand your good intentions, but I am worried that I am proud and complacent. Yes, those fans who find me because of "Fireworks Easy to Cold" may be attracted by my historical works and talents, but I don't think they will become a stumbling block on my music path. 】

　　 Qianyuan: [They really love music, just like you and me! 】

　　 Hao Yun: "???"

　　 Why do you bother to understand?

　　 Who cares whether you are swollen or not, I am worried that you will lose fans!

　　 After the task is completed, I love how to do it, but can you wait for me to receive the system award first...

　　 Hao Yun was having a headache how to reply to this idiot, and a message came.

　　 Qianyuan: [The previous works are there, there is nothing to avoid. Besides, someone has already uploaded my historical works to station B. There is a broader stage outside of Yinke.com... and I am ready. 】

　　 Hao Yun: "……"

　　 This is also true.

　　 The Internet has memories.

　　 Even if he removes historical works from the shelves, as long as someone is bored to look for them, they will definitely be able to find the audio that has not been removed. And sometimes, the more you worry about what, the more you care about what, those boring flies become more vigorous.

Even in Xia Guo, where copyright protection is extremely stringent, the same is true. Some non-profit, copyright information, and second creations initiated by netizens are also in a regulatory gray area, as long as the creators do not actively ask the other party. Take it off the shelf or issue a public statement prohibiting the spread.

　　 don't even think about it.

　　 If it were his song, it must have appeared in the ghost animal area.

　　 Yun Shen knows nothing: [...I have nothing to blame for you, whatever. 】

　　 Qianyuan: [Thank you, good brother! 】

　　 Hao Yun:...

　　 I thank you der!

　　 Throwing the phone on the pillow, Hao Yun was upset that he didn't bother to take care of this guy anymore, and fell asleep with his head covered.

　　……

　　 Although the lights in bedroom 401 have been turned off, the other bedrooms on the same floor are still brightly lit.

　　 Especially the 402 bed next door, this time every night is the most lively.

This small Bluetooth speaker that Yuan Gaofei bought just happened to arrive. In the bedroom, he put up "Fireworks Easy to Cold", which has suddenly become a hot song recently. Except for He Ping, who climbed up to bed early to read a book, he was not interested, the other two people surrounded him. Appreciate in front of the table.

　　 After listening to it, the little fat man Zhou Xuan frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly he said something.

　　 "Do you think this sound...a bit like Liang Ziyuan?"

　　 Yuan Gaofei was taken aback, listened carefully for a few seconds, his eyebrows twitched.

　　 "Hey? It's kind of you to say that."

　　 "No, you said Ziyuan?" Wang Ziyi's expression was strange, "Can he listen to singing?"

　　 Although he is a good buddy of Liang Ziyuan, he has dinner and played together, but he has never praised this guy's musical talent without his conscience.

　　 After all, others are asking for money to sing, and this guy is dying to sing.

　　 He is only in his early nineteenth and does not want to die young.

　　 He Ping, who doesn't care about these things, is lying on the bed looking at some incomprehensible documents. From time to time, he glances down the bed blankly to see what superficial things his roommates are talking about.

　　 It seems to be music today?

　　 shook his head, he turned his eyes away not too interested, and continued to look at the book in his hand.

　　 It's just that, I couldn't help but hum slightly to the music.

　　 hiss...

　　 Really don't say it.

　　 It’s a bit nice to sing!

　　 played "Fireworks Easy to Cold" twice again, and the three people whispering under the bed finally came to a conclusion.

　　 The voice of Qianyuan is indeed very similar to Liang Ziyuan, but the former is obviously much better than the latter, and it is definitely impossible to be the same person.

　　 Yuan Gaofei, who finally solved the case, sighed regretfully.

　　 "Hey, it's a pity that Liang Ziyuan can't sing, or his tone is really similar to this Qianyuan, holding the guitar to the female dormitory downstairs to play two paragraphs, cheating the little girl is not a problem.

　　 Wang Ziyi gave him a sideways look.

　　 "Come on, do people need talent for picking up girls?"

　　 Zhou Xuanle said: "Pick up girls by face, break up by talent, I think it's OK."

　　 Yuan Gaofei sighed heavily and sat on the chair.

　　 "Hey! Envy!"

　　 No matter how good the song is looping a few times, it will be tired.

　　 However, Zhou Xuan became interested in this Qianyuan's other works, so he searched it on Yinke.com.

　　 Ordinary people rarely go to a niche platform like Yinke.com, which is open for music producers, just like most people do not go to CNKI for information.

However, this song "Fireworks Easy to Cold" became so sudden that the general search engine could not find any information about the singer "Qian Yuan". He could only find the legendary original musician. Base camp-Yinke.com.

　　 "There are more than 20 poems... They are not newcomers."

　　 glanced at the gold label of the [original musician] that was added yesterday, Zhou Xuan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

　　 After all, he is just a small up in the game area. Let him comment on the game and comment on it, but comment on the music, whether it is professional knowledge or music literacy, I can't keep up.

　　 With a hint of curiosity and expectation, Zhou Xuan put on the headphones and clicked on the first single.

　　 But as soon as he heard the prelude, he almost fell off the chair without being frightened.

　　 "What...what is this special thing?"

The wild and harsh percussion instrument is like a ruler hitting a blackboard, mixed with noisy guitars and illegible singing skills, making it difficult to understand what this guy is singing, so that at the beginning he even produced "just this "?", "I can do it on me" feeling.

　　 It was only when he got to the back, the singing became more and more uglier, and even uglier became a disturbing style, and he gradually retreated.

　　 Mom, I can make noise into art.

　　 I'm not sure if I'm on it.

　　 can be regarded as listening to a song completely, Zhou Xuan comforted himself that it was someone’s debut work after all, maybe it was accidentally recorded and uploaded while debugging the instrument, so he clicked on the second song.

　　Result...

　　 He almost died at the prelude.

　　 Hearing the constant rubbing of the chairs at the next table, Wang Ziyi tilted his head back and glanced curiously at Zhou Xuan, who was cramped.

　　 "What are you doing? Why are you so dynamic."

　　 "Ahem, it's nothing."

　　 glanced at the computer screen of his roommate, and saw that he was not looking at that kind of good stuff, Wang Ziyi looked away with interest, and continued with his good cp copy on "The Oracle".

　　 Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, pressed the pause button, and opened the comment area of ​​the song.

　　 Comment area.

A copy of the previous song Um um um ah ...... ...... Well feel a bit strange. 】

　　【It's very strange, but after hearing too much, it is inexplicable and sensational! What to say, it's the kind of magic! 】

　　【Yes, yes, especially the song "Butterfly Outside the Window"! The empty ears of the third chord are simply brainwashed! 】

　　 [The butterfly outside the window? Isn't it a cool butterfly? (funny)】

　　【Hahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You will be your treasure singer from now on! 】

　　What the hell?

　　 The evaluation seems to be okay?

　　 Sure enough, doing art on the artist’s forum will not be sprayed?

　　 Zhou Xuan felt that his worldview had been impacted~www.ltnovel.com~ and even had a hint of self-doubt.

　　 Could it be...

　　 Just my taste is not enough to appreciate?

After all, this is Yinke.com. Many big players in the music industry have registered accounts, and most of the users here are true fans who really love music. Their taste and compellingness to music are higher than those of other platforms. too much.

Can not be done!

　　 Ye Ye is determined to be the back wave of the up master!

　　 can't even control BGM, how can I control my life!

　　 Gritting his teeth, Zhou Xuan overcame his fear and pressed the button to continue playing. He even stuffed all the next eighteen songs into the playlist.

　　 In this way, closing his eyes and facing mental pollution, he listened to all more than 20 songs. Zhou Xuan put down his earphones and felt like he had been brainwashed, and there was a mess in his brain.

　　 even...

　　 He actually had a hint of "It sounds a bit nice", this kind of thought that shouldn't be there.

　　 "I am so dirty..."

　　 Knocked on the table with his head in pain, Zhou Xuan tried to normalize his hearing and drive the mental pollution out of his brain.

　　 But in an instant, another thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

　　 If you cut these songs into videos and upload them to the ghost animal area...

　　 For an instant, Zhou Xuan, who was lying on the table, stopped screaming, and his excited fists hardened.

　　 "Damn, I found the treasure!"

　　Treasure singer?

　　 This is really a treasure mine!