[Chapter 60 You’re on fire]
At the strong request of the uncle’s family, Song Yan had dinner and stayed at the uncle’s house. After reading a book for a while, Song Yan called up the system interface. The piano PK competition broadcast on the TV station had finished. Song Yan was very curious. How much fame did you gain.
But his eyes fell on the column of fame, and he couldn’t help being stunned.
“How come the fame value has risen so much?”
Song Yan thought he was confused, but after reading it several times, the number was still the same number, and he couldn’t help but be overjoyed. The original fame value was only over 23,000, but now it has reached over 87,000 in one fell swoop. With more than 60,000 qi points, only a little more than 1,000, you can meet the lottery requirements. I did not expect that the power of TV broadcasts is so great.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Li Lei calling.
As soon as I picked it up, Li Lei’s excited voice came: “Boss, you are on fire, log in to the Xiangcheng Forum.”
“What’s going on?” Song Yan asked in confusion.
“You’ll know when you board!” Li Lei said in a stern manner, and hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking, which made Song Yan’s teeth itch with hatred. His computer was moved to the dormitory, so there was no computer, but Song Xue’s room There is one.
So, he put away his phone and walked to Song Xue’s room. If it was before, he would never ask Song Xue to pick up the computer. After all, Song Xue’s attitude towards him…
But now, Song Xue’s attitude has changed dramatically for him. The computer is just the way to bring the relationship between the two parties. Thinking of this, he is very grateful to Xiang Feifei. If it wasn’t for her firming up her idea of participating in the piano competition, otherwise, The relationship between him and Song Xue probably won’t improve until now, just thinking that Xiang Feifei might get close to him might have other plans, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
As soon as I arrived in front of Song Xuemen, I heard a lingering and affectionate song wafting out of the room. This song is called “Late Autumn”, from the latest album of Murong Xinyue, the most popular star in Yanhuang Kingdom.
During this time, Song Yan listened to a lot of music works to enrich his music knowledge, so he also knew a little more about Murong Xinyue, who has dominated the entertainment headlines for a long time.
It is said that Murong Xinyue’s album has sold more than 5 million copies in just one month after it was launched, surpassing the highest number of her previous albums, and may exceed 10 million copies.
In order to strike while the iron is hot, Murong Xinyue’s company has already started preparing for her national tour. Currently, the names of 33 cities for the tour have been announced. Fortunately, Xiangcheng is also among the 33 cities.
“Tuk Tuk.”
Song Yan knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened, revealing Song Xue in short-sleeved, short-sleeved pajamas, her jade-like arms like lotus roots, and her slender and fair legs, all exposed, and the short-sleeved pajamas supported by her high chest , revealing a small flat belly…
“Brother, it’s you, come in.” Song Xue said enthusiastically.
Song Yan hurriedly retracted his eyes. He was used to Song Xue’s cold face and indifference. He was a little unaccustomed to it, but he nodded immediately and walked in.
“Brother, do you have anything to do with me?” Song Xue asked.
“I want to borrow your computer to use it.”
Song Yan took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, because Song Xue’s outfit was really tempting, even if he knew that the other party was her sister, he was still a little hot.
The main reason is that the flames caused by Han Sha’s body and Su Mei’er haven’t completely dissipated in the past two days. Han Sha is okay to say that she didn’t show her body in front of him on purpose, but that Su Mei’er, thinking about it carefully, the other party was With a bit of intention, Song Yan hated this kind of behavior that only cares about the fire and ignores the fire. He decided that if the next time he sees Su Mei’er, the other party dares to set fire to molest him, and he will take revenge with the benefit. go back.
“Then use it, I was just reading the book for a while.” Song Xue smiled.
“Well, I’ll only use it for a while.”
“it does not matter.”
“By the way, Murong Xinyue’s “Late Autumn” is very good.” While Song Yan was talking, he sat down in front of the computer, opened the webpage and started typing “Xiangcheng Forum”.
Song Xue’s eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, “I’m her fan. I’ve heard every song of Xinyue. This time, the ten songs in her new album are of high quality, especially this “Late Autumn” is simply The best of the best, I’ve tried changing it into a piano piece, but I’ve written several versions, but I’m not very happy.”
Having said that, a look of disappointment appeared on Song Xue’s pretty face.
“Haha, that’s a coincidence, I also adapted “Late Autumn” into a piano piece, and I’ll play it for you when I get a chance.” Song Yan said, while he was talking, he had already opened the Xiangcheng Forum, and the homepage of the forum actually hung up. There was a huge banner with a line of words written in bright red characters on the banner – the most powerful pianist in the world, refused to accept it and fought!
Song Yan had a hunch that this banner was related to him, so he clicked on the banner and entered a video interface.
The line of text at the bottom of the video is an introduction to him.
He clicked to play the video, and the video played was the adapted “Undead Fantasia” he played.
Glancing over the clicks below the video, it has reached 245,000. Now Song Yan finally understands why his fame has risen so much. It turns out that someone posted a video of his performance on the Internet.
Nowadays, the Internet is rampant, TV is declining, and the number of people online is far more than those who watch TV.
See the comments below:
1st floor: I’ll go, what kind of song is this, it’s too ugly, and it’s the best in the world. It’s a shame.
2nd floor: Upstairs SB, the most powerful piece of this song is not the tune, but the hand speed of the piano player, the 19-key tone, I dare say that no one in the world can play it except the player.
3rd floor: Upstairs, it is 20-key tone, 20-key tone, 20-key tone! Say important things three times.
4th floor: Nima, I’m so dumbfounded, please accept the small knee.
5th Floor: Damn it, this is going to go against the sky!
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Song Yan read a few posts, and kept pulling until the end, and found that the number of replies had reached more than 20,000, and the video had only been published for more than two hours, so there was such data. Thinking of this, Song Yan secretly rejoiced. In this way, There will be a lot of fame value.
“Brother, you are going to be famous!”
Hearing Song Xue’s voice, Song Yan realized that Song Yan was behind him.
“It’s just a fluke.” Song Yan said modestly.
Song Xue smiled and stopped mentioning this matter, but said, “Brother, why don’t we go to the piano room now, and you can play ‘Late Autumn’ for me.”
“OK.”
Song Yan agreed, closed the web page, and went to the piano room with Song Xue.
Song Xue’s piano is pure white and is worth more than 60,000 yuan.
“Let’s get started!” Song Xue urged.
“Okay.”
Song Yan sat down in front of the piano, lifted the lid, the piano score of “Late Autumn” flashed in his mind, and then his fingers jumped on the keys.
After listening to the song “Late Autumn” played by Song Yan, Song Xue’s eyes were filled with admiration, and she said, “Brother, your adaptation of “Late Autumn” is really good, it is ten times better than mine.”
Song Yan was very happy to receive Song Xue’s compliment, especially seeing the admiration in her eyes, he felt even more proud, so he said, “Actually, to play a piece of music well, you not only need superb performance skills, but also need to understand what the piece is about. The meaning contained in it is like the soul of a human being. A human without a soul is incomplete. Similarly, a song without a soul cannot really move people’s hearts. Therefore, to play a good song, you should understand the artistic conception of the entire song. Only in this way…….”
Hearing Song Yan’s words, Song Xuexiu frowned slightly, and seemed to understand something.
After a long while, she said: “Brother, I seem to have some understanding of what you said, can you tell me more about it?”
One is willing to teach, the other is willing to learn, so the atmosphere between the two is getting more and more harmonious, but Song Yan’s eyes occasionally swept over Song Xue’s exposed skin, which is always a bit unnatural.
