Popular entertainment industry, starting from the composer

"Jingle Bell!"

The school bell rang.

Lu Yuan walked out of the teaching building with his beloved schoolbag on his back.

along the way.

People kept asking him to sing songs, but he rejected them all.

of course.

If someone asks for advice on composition or lyrics, Lu Yuan will answer them patiently.

With his current reserve of theoretical knowledge of lyrics and music, it is trivial to just point out others and solve a few problems.

therefore.

Many students from the Department of Composition and Lyrics followed him along the way, frantically asking him questions.

after all.

There is such a songwriter ghost who can answer questions for free, students from the composition department and lyric writing department don't want to ask a few more questions.

Other teachers may not have Lu Yuan's rich reserves of theoretical knowledge of lyrics and music, and may not be able to answer their doubts.

Furthermore.

If you miss this village, there will be no such store.

then.

A group of people surrounded Lu Yuan and followed him all the way to the cafeteria.

The scene is incomparably spectacular!
"Oh, trouble."

When Lu Yuan lined up for food, many people gave him his seat directly, and even the aunt in the cafeteria ordered a lot of extra food for him.

Facing countless fiery and excited eyes around.

He felt uncomfortable all over.

Pack the meals directly and prepare to go back to the dormitory to eat.

on the road.

A boy in belt pants stopped Lu Yuan.

"Senior Brother Jiuyue, I am a student of the Composition Department who is a year older than you. My name is Tang Yi."

"This is a song that I have spent a lot of effort and energy writing. Can you fill in the lyrics for me?"

Can not help but say.

This boy named Tang Yi directly turned on the phone, made him into a demo song, and played it through the software.

a time.

On the tree-lined path of the campus, there was a burst of soothing music.

Seeing this scene, many people gathered around one after another, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

because.

Next.

Chances are they've seen songwriter geniuses come up with the lyrics.

therefore.

All the students watching wanted to record this moment.

As a capital to show off to others.

"Peerless beauty, she's not as hot as I am, right?" Lu Yuan smiled slightly inwardly.

He listened patiently for a while.

About halfway through listening, I already had a clear idea in my mind.

Wait until the song finishes playing.

He has already figured out what words to fill in.

but.

I thought of the scene where I played three pieces in the classroom not long ago, but was scolded and disappointed by the teacher and students.

Lu Yuan immediately gave up the idea of ​​writing lyrics.

There is no plug-in, so don't pretend to be aggressive, so as not to overturn the car.

"Senior Brother Jiuyue, how about this piece of mine? Have you figured out how to write the lyrics?"

Tang Yi looked at Lu Yuan earnestly.

The classmates who watched the excitement around also looked at Lu Yuan.

Everyone's expressions are excited and excited.

Lu Yuan rubbed his nose and said apologetically, "This song is still very good, but I haven't been in the state of writing recently, and my inspiration is exhausted, so I can't help you."

"I'm sorry."

"You'd better find someone else to fill in the lyrics."

Say it.

He just squeezed away the onlookers and walked back to the dormitory.

Looking at the back of Lu Yuan leaving, a trace of anger flashed across Tang Yi's face, and he said secretly: "The inspiration is exhausted? Who are you lying to!"

"Made, how stingy! Isn't it just to fill in a word? What's so difficult about it?"

"You've written so many songs for Chen Zipei, what's wrong with filling in a line for me? Can you still lose a piece of meat?"

"Pooh!"

The onlookers were disappointed that they didn't see Lu Yuan make a move.

Someone uploaded the recorded video just now to the Internet.

.....
Boys' dormitory.

404.

While eating, Lu Yuan swiped his phone and watched the news on the Internet.

Sudden.

The blog sent him a pop-up message about a popular video.

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

because.

This news turned out to be about me!

"I'm sorry!"

"Why is it suddenly on the trending search?"

Curiously, he clicked on the video and watched it.

After reading.

His face suddenly turned ugly.

"These people are really disgusting. They don't write songs for you, but they deliberately pour dirty water on me."

"Master, I'm not your slave, why should I write songs for you if you want me to write them?"

"The Chinese cabbage on the ground that is really a song, you can pick it up casually, right?"

Subsequently.

Another video caught his attention.

This video has a very high playback volume, nearly 6000 million, second only to the video he just saw.

Click to take a look.

It's about myself again.

The content of the video is exactly what he played three pieces in the classroom today.

under.

Comments have exceeded 50 million!
Lu Yuan looked down slowly, and suddenly felt a toothache from anger.

because.

Most of these comments were mocking him in a strange way.

"Oh my god! I can't believe that Jiuyue actually wrote a piece of this level!"

"From a student's point of view, these three songs are not bad. But in September, you won the best songwriter of the year award. How dare you write such a low-level song?"

"Isn't the level of regression too serious?"

"Is it as the title of the video says: Jiang Lang's talents are exhausted?"

"On this level? The songs I write with my feet are ten thousand times better than yours."

"..."

Lu Yuan pouted, but didn't take it to heart.

Many people who are jealous and jealous of him have gone to sea, who are these people?

however.

What happened next was something he never expected.

……