Be a superstar with the system

Chapter 97 Cantonese Songs?
Gong Nanbei was a little embarrassed to hold his mobile phone, didn't he mean to invite songs to prove his 'creative' ability?

It has been proved now, the other party is also very satisfied with the song he wrote, and he is still waiting for someone to invite you to dinner without hanging up?
This is the real thought of Gong Nanbei, Wang Wangjiao also saw one or two, and said on the phone: "You have so many fans on Weibo, don't you say hello to your fans? I believe there are many of them too. I want to ask you a question!"

Gong Nanbei asked if he wanted to, so he wouldn't delay hanging up Lianmai.

He knew from there that Wang Mong Kok wanted to rub off on the popularity of the family's return!

Fortunately, just before he was about to say these words, a familiar male voice sounded.

"Hahaha! Brother Gong, I am convinced by your talent. People have been writing songs for a few days, months, or even years, but you are fine, a few minutes! Hahahaha"

Gong Nanbei looked at the live broadcast screen and saw a man appearing behind Wang Qingyu.

The male god is wearing a black T-shirt and blue jeans. Who else is Han Yiming?
When Gong Nanbei heard Han Yiming praise him, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly. He was really embarrassed. Everyone thought he was a creative genius, but only he knew that he was just a copywriter.

The feeling of being a copywriter. Shame. But so happy!

"Brother Han, you are so complimented, why are you with Sister Wang?"

"Qingyu is my junior sister, and now she is also an artist under Sister Yuzhi"

After Han Yiming came over, Wang Qingyu gave up her seat. The makeup at the corners of her eyes was a little flowery, so she had to go down to add some powder.

Han Yiming was forced by Zhao Yuzhi to come over for a while.

Just as Wang Wangjiao thought, Zhao Yuzhi did not intend to miss such a precious opportunity!

The number of people in the live broadcast room is more than 100 million people!
This is unprecedented data in the live broadcast industry, and there is even a high possibility of making headlines. With Wang Qingyu's comeback, and Gong Nanbei, who is now in the limelight, writing songs for it, tomorrow will definitely be the headline news!

With this kind of popularity, are you still worried about commercial performance?Worried about appearance fees?
Thinking of this, she gave Han Yiming another wink, she must let Han Yiming hold back, and she must not let this kid hang up the video!
Han Yiming understood and said with a smile, "Brother, what you are hiding is really deep."

Gong Nanbei was startled and asked with a smile, "What does Big Brother Han mean?"

Han Yiming smiled and said, "I've listened to and listened to your song "Wake Up Drunk". Now it's all over the Internet. You were a scoundrel and your family was rich. Tell me, is it true?"

Gong Nanbei smiled bitterly. If you asked this question before, Gong Nanbei would definitely not know.

But since drinking Brain Gold and recalling many memories, Gong Nanbei can tell Han Yiming responsibly!
That's right!The poor in my family only have money left!But he can't say it out loud.

He could only smile and nod his head and said, "At home, the conditions are not bad, and I was really confused a few years ago."

Han Yiming said softly on his shoulders: "Nanbei, I have something I want to ask of you"

Gong Nanbei was startled, the relationship between the two should not be good enough to ask each other to do things.

But with more than 100 million people watching in the live broadcast room, and Gong Nanbei is a person who wants to save face, of course he can't say no at this time.

"Uh, what is your order, Brother Han, as long as it is something I can do, I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will do whatever it takes!"

Han Yiming waved his hand and said with a smile: "Oh, it's not that serious, it's your song when you're awake and drunk, is there a Cantonese version?"

Gong Nanbei was taken aback by what he said, and then smiled: "There is no Cantonese version yet."

Han Yiming deliberately made a smirk and said, "Then, can we adapt it on the spot?"

Gong Nanbei thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I really don't have this plan for the adaptation, but I wrote a Cantonese song for myself in the past two days. Brother Han, would you like to hear it?"

Han Yiming nodded with a smile: "I want to hear it, of course I want to hear it! It's not just me, the audience also wants to hear it! Right!"

As soon as Han Yiming finished speaking, the barrage swiped on the screen, all of which were 'want to hear' and 'yes'!
Seeing this, Gong Nanbei took out his mobile phone and started making the soundtrack.

Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Yuzhi gave him a thumbs up from behind the camera.

Seeing that Wang Qingyu's makeup was almost done, Han Yiming quietly left his seat, and Wang Qingyu was seamlessly connected.

Wang Qingyu did not disturb Gong Nanbei, but just looked at him so quietly.

The big boy in front of him lowered his head, probably because of the light, some of his facial features that could not be seen clearly, and the red T-shirt on his body, under the illumination of the light, made him even more hazy.

Two or three minutes later, Gong Nanbei raised his head and was taken aback when he saw Han Yiming in the picture turned into Wang Qingyu.

Wang Qingyu smiled and said, "Senior brother, senior brother, come back soon, Mr. Gong's soundtrack is ready."

Hearing Wang Qingyu's call, Han Yiming ran back with a smile and said hello in front of the camera: "I'm right by the side, today is my junior sister and you, Lianmai, I'm not good at taking over."

Gong Nanbei feels a little confused, but it doesn't matter, it's just singing anyway, it's the same for everyone.

He closed his eyes and began to brew his emotions. How can he write songs for 'her' without a little emotion?
When Gong Nanbei opened his eyes again, the atmosphere in the whole room was different.

Perhaps the one who felt the most direct feeling was Wang Qingyu.

She clearly felt that she pity herself before, the shy and lovely big boy disappeared, replaced by a gray person.

Gray, not his color, but his mood.

hurt?Or bereavement.

The live broadcast room was also quieter, especially those old fans of Gong Nanbei, who were all silent.

They like to hear Gong Nanbei sing, but they don't want Gong Nanbei to recall 'her'.

This may be a bit selfish, but they just want Gong Nanbei to be that happy foodie, the ignorant Lu Chi.

They didn't want Gong Nanbei to become that decadent young man with wine in his left hand and wine in his right.

And remembering 'she' is undoubtedly a kind of harm to Gong Nanbei.

Gong Nanbei took a deep breath, pressed the play button, and the soundtrack sounded faintly on the phone.

Gong Nanbei followed the melody and gently plucked the strings.

"Am I, Drunk"

“Love freedom”

"Always wrong, likes to lie"

"But always guilty"

"Have a lot of bad friends"

"Learn to be greedy for the new"

"I owe a lot of women too"

Gong Nanbei's voice was not high-pitched at all, but every word clearly floated into their ears.

Most listeners just appreciate the melody of the song, but the fans in Guangdong Province have already captured their souls by this song!
……

　It's going to be a long song, but I really, really love it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)