Another night, Pei Ningle finished singing in the bar and came to the lounge next to the kitchen. He saw Wang Heng sitting on the sofa, looking down at his phone.

Wang Heng raised his head and said, "Is it finished singing?"

Pei Ningle walked to him, leaned against the handrail of the sofa and asked, "Why are you free to come tonight?"

Wang Heng: "Does Han Yixuan have a class tonight? And I want to talk to you about your next plan. After you uploaded the song to the domain music, I have arranged this article for you."

Pei Ningle: "Article?"

"Yan Sheng's new song recommendation," Wang Heng raised his phone a little higher. "Of course, this time I put it together with other independent musicians' new songs, so that it doesn't look so much like an advertisement."

Pei Ningle took his cell phone and pondered: "Doesn't that spend less money?"

Wang Heng: "Yes, last time it was three thousand, but this time it was only one thousand five."

The girl couldn't help but sigh: "When can we actually say 'only one thousand five'?"

Wang Heng: "Don't have the illusion, this is my money. For you, 1,000-5 is not that easy to take out."

Pei Ningle: "By the way, I will use Chang Wen's funding fee to supplement you with the money you spent?"

Wang Heng waved his hand: "No need, you can keep the money for buying piano and recording it yourself. If you want to promote it in the future, you will definitely have to spend more money. Okay, you can read that article first. If possible, I will post these words on your encyclopedia entry."

Pei Ningle opened his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Encyclopedia entry?"

Wang Heng: "Well, the sooner this thing is, the better."

Pei Ningle nodded thoughtfully and carefully read the article on Wang Heng’s mobile phone, the recommendation article for the official account of “Yansheng”.

At the same time, Wang Heng stood up silently, gave up the empty seat on the sofa, pressed her shoulder, and let her sit down. The girl seemed to have no strange feeling and looked down at her phone.

[From this song, we can see how a musician who pursues and taste grew up. Compared with the previous "Lost Path", the music theory structure of "Dawn" is more complex and innovative. Here, the musician bravely broke the conventional pattern and re-arranged the structure of the main song and the chorus...]

[Of course, the most unique and personal part of a song cannot be analyzed by music theory, that is, the so-called emotion. The subtle emotions that are difficult to describe in language are sublimated in the music, thus showing a unique beauty. From this perspective, the value of "Dawn" is even more eye-catching. We see that although this musician is young, he firmly rejects the most popular routines on the market, rejects guava love songs, and writes a unique personal feeling, but resonates with many listeners...]

As a critic who can make a living by relying on his pen, Yan Xingzhou's praise is not too stingy. His tone is much neutral and objective than the praises on the domain platform. At least on the surface, it is a neutral and objective style. And at the end of the article, he also carefully pointed out the shortcomings:

[But on the other hand, niche, independent, and breaking the rules means that it may exceed the appreciation of many listeners. Moreover, a longer chorus may appear monotonous and boring for people who listen less carefully. And as Mr. Shuren said, "human joys and sorrows are not connected", a more personalized expression theme also means that the number of potential audiences may be limited...]

Before Pei Ningle finished reading the article, she felt the phone in her jeans pocket tremble. She took out her phone and glanced at it, and subconsciously shouted: "It was Sister Wen who called it!"

Wang Heng, who was standing aside, said: "Sister Wen?"

Pei Ningle: "It's Chang Wen!"

Wang Heng joked: "Didn't you ask the queen of the Divine Qu before? If you give the money, just call me sister... OK, take it quickly."

Pei Ningle nodded and answered the call.

Soon, the slightly hoarse mature woman's voice came from her phone: "Xiaole, have you received the transfer?"

Pei Ningle couldn't help but be stunned: "Transfer money?"

Chang Wen: "Didn't you look at your phone? Or will your phone not prompt the arrival message?"

"There should be a text message, but I was busy singing just now and didn't see it..." Pei Ningle explained, and then asked, "Sister Wen, have you heard my new song?"

Chang Wen: "Yes."

Pei Ningle continued to ask with some expectations: "What do you think?"

Chang Wen: "I have only one strongest feeling, it's too short!"

Pei Ningle: "?"

Chang Wen: "The last song was more than three minutes long, which is quite normal. This song didn't even have two and a half minutes. It's so shrinking!

Pei Ningle felt nervous and hesitated: "Sorry... But when this song was written... uh, I think..."

"What are you sorry to say to me?" Chang Wen's voice showed a smile, "It's not a shortcoming, it's fine if it sounds good."

Pei Ningle: "Then do you think, this song..."

Chang Wen smiled and said, "It's very good, haha, I suddenly disappeared when I was happy. I'm short and concise!"

Pei Ningle was relieved and couldn't help but complain: "Sister Wen, don't scare me, okay?"

Chang Wen: "You can't bear it? I won't tell you the more heavyweight news."

Pei Ningle: "What other heavyweight news?"

Chang Wen Youran said, "I won't say it anymore, I really won't say it anymore. Some things have not been completely settled yet, so I won't rush to tell you now. After I'm completely sure, there is no need for me to say, and they will naturally notify you."

Pei Ningle: "?"

Just when the girl was confused and wanted to ask questions, the eldest sister on the other end of the phone didn't want to reveal it any more.

"Then let it be, goodbye, keep cheering!"

After saying that, Chang Wen hung up the phone.

At this time, Wang Heng reminded: "Look at the text message record, has the transfer been reached?"

Pei Ningle obediently opened an unread text message, and indeed saw the receipt notice.

"It's 50,000, this is fine, but..." the girl wondered, "She said there is still heavyweight news, what is it?"

Wang Heng: "It shouldn't be bad news, right?"

Pei Ningle: "Listen to her tone, it should be... not."

Wang Heng shrugged: "It doesn't matter, wait for good things to come to your door."

"But this really makes people care a lot!" Pei Ningle held his cell phone in one hand and Wang Heng's cell phone in the other, and couldn't help but wave his hands.

Wang Heng: "...You give me your phone first, I haven't thought about changing my phone yet."

Pei Ningle stuffed his cell phone to his left hand and put his cell phone in his pocket. Then, she grabbed Wang Heng's right hand with both hands and shook it hard.

The girl who performed the 'curious and crazy' with practical actions was still asking: "What do you think? What news do you think will be!"

Wang Heng: "I don't know, you... let go! If you don't let go, I will be molested!"
Chapter completed!