ultimate superstar

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Chen left the study room and returned to the dormitory.

"It's really amazing. In three hours, in just three hours, the scarf of the goddess Kiki has already made headlines."

"More than 20 retweets and more than 30 comments, such a high popularity, do you want to let other actresses live?"

Ye Chen just walked to the door of the dormitory when he heard Feng Ming's yelling.

Ye Chen just smiled lightly, opened the door and walked in.

"Brother Chen, maybe you don't know about it after studying too much. Meng Qi has come up with a particularly nice melody, and the comments on the scarf have exploded. I'll read two for you."

After speaking, Feng Ming started to read:

"The ones who praise me are all the boyfriends of Goddess Meng."

Followed by more than 1 likes.

"Wow, the melody is so beautiful, Mark came down to use it at the wedding."

Followed by more than 8000 likes.

"Pull your hair out live, and one like will pull out one."

There are more than 2 likes behind this comment.

"This melody is so beautiful, it must be the masterpiece of Meng Goddess, but why are there no lyrics?"

There are more than 3 likes in the back.

"That's too late···"

After reading this, Feng Ming suddenly stopped.

Ye Chen leaned closer and looked at the phone screen, and burst out laughing.

This comment is:

"It's too late, the hottest ones are all SB, praise me."

Ye Chen laughed when he saw the avatar who posted this comment. This avatar is exactly Feng Ming.

This product has always been high-profile, and the wechat avatar of the bib uses his own photo.

"Look, there are more than 3 likes, and everyone agrees with you."

Ye Chen said, grabbed Feng Ming's phone, and silently clicked on the "Like" on the back.

Then Ye Chen turned on the computer and logged into Shengxia Chenfeng's account.

After logging in, a text message popped up on the site with a buzzing sound.

"Congratulations, dear Shengxia Chenfeng, your lyrics and music have been selected by Mengqi, and 5 yuan has been credited to your love singing treasure, please check."

"buzz"

Immediately, another text message from the station came in.

"This melody is really great. Even the lyrics are beyond my imagination. Well, the 5 yuan will be on your favorite singing treasure."

The first link was sent by the system, and the second was sent by Meng Qi.

"It seems that Meng Qi really chose my lyrics."

Looking at the extra 5 yuan balance on Aichangbao, Ye Chen felt relieved.

He really needs money right now.

Not only living expenses, but also Lao Ye's job.

Ye Chen didn't want Ye Yonglin to do that special job that was harmful to his body again, he didn't want to for a minute.

It's just that Ye Chen still couldn't figure out why Meng Qi only uttered the melody.

"What do you mean by 'the melody is great, even if it doesn't matter the lyrics'? Does it mean that the melody alone is worth 5 yuan, or are you not optimistic about the lyrics?"

"Ding Dong"

Just as Ye Chen was thinking, Feng Ming's scarf rang again.

"Goddess Mengqi is wearing scarves again."

"What content?"

Ye Chen asked.

"Let me read it to you."

As he spoke, Feng Ming read again:

"I believe all of you will be surprised that there are no lyrics. Well, it depends on you. Since you all call me the queen of love songs, then write a full of sweet words... Oh, I almost forgot, the melody It was created by 'Midsummer Morning Breeze', Chenfeng, looking forward to the next collaboration."

After reading, Feng Ming didn't stay idle:

"Damn, dun, this melody is actually not created by the goddess of dreams, Midsummer Chenfeng? Who is this Midsummer Chenfeng, a famous composer in the circle?"

Confused, Feng Ming began to search the Internet.

But Ye Chen's thoughts at the moment are naturally different from Feng Ming's.

"It seems that Meng Qi really doesn't want to use my lyrics anymore."

But Ye Chen also wanted to understand that it was normal for Meng Qi not to use his lyrics.

Every singer has his own style, and once a style is formed, it is difficult to change.

In other words, dare not change.

After all, many people like you because they like this style.

If the style changes all at once, the loss of fans will outweigh the gains.

It is too risky to change the style, because there are countless examples of failure, so it takes a lot of courage to make a change.

Some outdated singers may try to change their style to strive for the second peak in life, but Meng Qi obviously does not belong to this situation.

Meng Qi's career is on the rise, and it is a critical period to establish her status as a queen.

It would be too risky to change the style at this time.

The fact is exactly as Ye Chen thought.

In a building in the most prosperous area of ​​Shangjing, Meng Qi raised and put down the coffee in her hand.

The gorgeous lights reflected her glamorous face, but she didn't know what this iceberg beauty was thinking.

After weighing many times, Meng Qi still gave up on Ye Chen's lyrics.

It's not that the lyrics are not beautiful, the lyrics alone are worth 5 yuan, but that doesn't fit the style of Meng Qi's love song little queen.

Breaking through the style, Meng Qi was still a little uncertain.

However, even so, Ye Chen felt that Meng Qi was too conservative this time.

"Without the lyrics, it's hard to find something that matches the melody and artistic conception. Meng Qi this time is considered a loss."

Ye Chen felt that if Meng Qi dared to accept the lyrics boldly, it would not only make the little queen's divinity more stable, but also capture the hearts of a large number of fans again and further expand her fans.

It's just that this is Meng Qi's own choice, and it's inconvenient for Ye Chen to say anything.

The purpose of getting the lyrics and music on Aichang.com is to sell them. Since they have already paid for it, Ye Chen has no right to interfere.

What's more, Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these.

What he needs is the 5 yuan, and he still has many things to do.

"Because I still have dreams, I still keep you in my heart, I am always easily moved by the past, and my heart aches for you..."

Ye Chen's phone rang again.

"Hey, what's the matter, little girl, you must be hungry this time."

After picking up the phone, Ye Chen said to Ye Fei.

"Shengxia Chenfeng, are you Shengxia Chenfeng?"

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone did not answer Ye Chen's question, but asked in a very high tone as soon as he came up.

"Ah, oh, yes, what's the matter, little girl."

"Hmph, you still ask me what's wrong, brother liar, it really is you. When I was at home, I asked you what you did when you signed up for Midsummer Chenfeng. You also said that you just like to sing and go shopping."

"Then what about the melody of Goddess Mengqi? People have mentioned Midsummer Morning Breeze in the scarf. Could this be brother?"

Ye Chen didn't follow Fei'er's words, because he knew it would make the little girl even more arrogant:

"Well, let's not mention this, I really want to hear someone say before, if this melody is written by my brother, what will someone do?"

As soon as Ye Chen said this, Ye Fei suddenly lost his previous arrogant attacking momentum.

"Hey, did you say anything... Besides, I'm just a little girl now, what do you want to do?"

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone was full of shyness and vigilance.

"A little girl, where is she?"

"Also, you said that because you are a little girl you can't do anything to you, does that mean you can do anything when you grow up?"

After all, Ye Chen studied a lot of networks when he was on earth, and he studied urban romance after writing fantasy, and now it happens to be useful for teasing his younger sister Ye Fei.

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone subconsciously looked down at his small chest, and then yelled at Ye Chen:

"I hate it, shameless brother, I mean I'm only 14 years old, so I'm young."

Listening to the roaring voice, Ye Chen put the phone away from his ears:

"That's what my brother thinks. Is there any other meaning?"

"No, no."

Ye Fei blushed and said.

"Well, wait for me at Times Cafe, and I'll buy some snacks for you."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ye Chen was not in a hurry to walk towards the Times Cafe.

He first transferred the money from Aichangbao to his bank card, and then walked out of the dormitory.

When he came to the cash machine, Ye Chen looked at a bank card number on his phone, and transferred 9000 yuan to that card, leaving only 1000 yuan for himself.

That card number belonged to Papa Ye, and now that he had money, the first thing Ye Chen thought of was to call Papa Ye with the money, because he really didn't want Lao Ye to go back to his old job.

Taking out 100 yuan to buy some pine cone crisps and some grapes, Ye Chen walked towards the Times Cafe.

Through memory, Ye Chen knows that these two kinds of snacks are Fei Er's favorite.

"Wow, delicious snacks are coming, Midsummer Morning Breeze,..."

Ye Fei snatched the pine cone pastry and grapes, and handed Ye Chen a cup of coffee.

"Hush, keep your voice down, Shengxia Chenfeng is a big star now, how can you talk nonsense."

Ye Chen stretched out two fingers and pressed Ye Fei's delicate and moist mouth.

Then he picked up a grape and stuffed it into Ye Fei's small mouth.

Ye Fei swallowed the grape, looked around with her nimble eyes, and seeing that no one was paying attention, she continued:

"Brother, you are Shengxia Chenfeng, and you didn't tell Fei'er, it's really hateful."

Ye Chen smiled mischievously:

"Isn't it too late to tell my lovely Feier?"

"I just said that Ye Fei's brother is the most powerful, hmph, I'll see who dares to speak ill of my brother in the future."

The little girl puffed up her chest and said proudly.

At this time, Ye Chen thought of one thing.

"Little girl, you have heard the melody many times and remembered it."

"Of course I can remember, such a simple and clean melody can be remembered after listening to it once."

Ye Fei stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes, wondering what tricks his brother was going to do.

"Okay, let me tell you. In fact, I sent Meng Qi not only the melody, but also the lyrics. It's just that the lyrics are too subtle and not suitable for Meng Qi's style."

Hearing this, Ye Fei hurriedly said with a grape in his mouth:

"There are lyrics, bring them here."

Ye Chen smiled and said:

"I just want you to sing to see if it sounds good."

After receiving the lyrics, thinking about the melody, Ye Fei began to sing seriously:

"I've seen the rainstorm in the desert, I've seen the sea kiss a shark, I've seen the dusk chasing the dawn, but I haven't seen you"

"I know that beauty will age, there is life beyond life, I know that there are poems in the wind, I don't know you"

"I've heard that barrenness has become lively, I've heard that dust has buried castles, I've heard that the sky rejects birds, but I haven't heard of you"

From the first line of the lyrics, Ye Fei was completely immersed in it.

So much so that she sang louder and louder, forgetting that she was in a coffee shop.

And Ye Chen never interrupted the little girl who was immersed in happiness.

"I tolerate the freezing of springs in June, the life of Mu Lao, and the hesitation of the world, but I don't tolerate you"

"I forgot being on an isolated island, I forgot that tears were just jokes, I forgot a century-old silent slogan, and I couldn't forget you"

"I want a better and rounder moon, the unknown madness, the sensual flamboyance, and I want you."

At the end of the song, a teardrop fell from the corner of Ye Fei's eye onto Ye Chen's phone screen.

In the place covered by the teardrop, a few words were deformed by the teardrop, but they were still beautiful.

It was the title of the song that was covered by tears: "Song of Wonderful Ability"

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