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Chapter 10 I'm Going to -

The sun shone in from the window, sprinkling warmly on her body. Although she closed her eyes, Wang Shen could still feel a glare. He tossed and turned on the bed and climbed up helplessly: "I must change a thicker curtain another day..."

He left the room with a sleepy face. As soon as he opened the door, Wang Shen saw Tang Ling's excited face.

"What are you doing when you are blocking the door?" Wang Shen was startled. He looked at Tang Ling with some surprise and walked towards the bathroom.

"Brother Wang, you are awake." Tang Ling said quickly, following Tang Ling, "I had a great success last night. I had successfully opened the starry sky and lit up the stars. Now I have awakened my fame."

He didn't know how excited he was. Yesterday, Huo Qian was the protagonist in the red light bar, but after singing Xiaoshou, he not only successfully awakened his fame, but also caused a sensation in the audience. Huo Qian started booing during the performance. Finally, with the cheers of the audience, he had to sing the song Xiaoshou four or five times in a row.

This is the first time he has felt this kind of sudden feeling since he dreams of becoming a singer.

Although there are thousands of viewers every time during live broadcasts, it is difficult to feel the enthusiasm of the scene through the Internet, and the fame provided by the live broadcast audience is also very limited.

Tang Ling stood in the bathroom and said happily to Wang Shen about the situation last night. He didn't return home until two or three in the morning yesterday. Wang Shen had already gone to bed and was not well to wake up Wang Shen. He almost didn't sleep all night. He waited for Wang Shen to get up early and told him the good news.

"You turned on the starry sky and lighted the stars. I already felt it last night. Congratulations... Well, how bright is it when you light the stars?" Wang Shen, who was about to brush his teeth, turned his head and asked when he thought of this.

"It's only one degree, and it seems that I can almost reach the second degree." Tang Ling replied quickly.

"That's it..." Wang Shen muttered with a mouthwash in his mouth. Now the brightness of the stars in the starry sky has reached the level of medium-level second degree. The brightness of the stars increases. The more the degree you go to, the more famous you need, almost increasing exponentially. Wang Shen shared that Tang Ling's fame successfully entered the second degree from one point. It seems that he shared a lot of fame, at least half of it, right?

From now on, whenever Tang Ling sang the song "Discussion" and shared half of her fame with Wang Shen.

The original singer was like the evil landlord Zhou Papi, who was crazy about exploiting the miserable landlord. At that time, Wang Shen condemned the darkness of the world in his heart... He also understood that the reason why famous singers in this world rarely cover other people's songs, even if they cover, had to wait for the original singer to die because of their fame!

"Yesterday Huo Qian sang in our bar, and Huo Qian's agent was there. He was very optimistic about me and now he has invited me to sign a contract with their company. Dasheng Entertainment, you know this company, Brother Wang, you have a strong strength." Tang Ling continued, with an uncontrollable joy in his tone.

He was very excited and grateful to Wang Shen, and could not wait to share the good news.

"I knew you wouldn't let me down." Wang Shen was also happy for Tang Ling. He pointed to the bathroom door, "Close the door first."

"Oh." Tang Ling entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Wang Shen, who was carrying his pants, froze: "I mean you go out first, then close the door, I want to go to the bathroom..."

"Well……"

Tang Ling smiled embarrassedly and quickly opened the door and went out.

After Wang Shen finished his busy work, Tang Ling stood outside and continued, "Brother Wang, Mr. Meng, that is, the agent. He asked me about the songwriter of Xiaoshou, and hoped to know you. How do you think I should reply to him?"

"Didn't I tell you? Now I just want to find a place to calm down and think about some things, about life, and I don't want to meet outsiders, nor do I want outsiders to know me... Why did you tell him?" Wang Shen frowned slightly.

"Brother Wang, I didn't reveal your affairs, I just told Mr. Meng that I would like to ask you for your opinion. If you don't want to meet him, then I'll reply to him like this." Tang Ling quickly explained.

Now, Wang Shen is not only unfathomable in his eyes, but also his benefactor. Of course, he will not go against Wang Shen's wishes.

"That's good." Wang Shen nodded. He didn't want to attract too many people's attention for the moment. He patted Tang Ling on the shoulder, "Since his fame has awakened, then continue to work hard. I'm very optimistic about you." He smiled and threw out the big cake, "I might have other good songs for you in the future."

"I will definitely work hard." Tang Ling quickly promised.

Wang Shen asked Tang Ling again what the special effect of his singing was. The result was similar to what Wang Shen had expected before. Tang Ling's interpretation of sorrow was "inspiring".

This may be the true emotion of Mao Buyi when singing this song. Although the tone of the song is soothing and full of loneliness, its essence is actually inspiring.

Of course, if the song is sung by different people, it may be given different emotional charms, and sometimes it may even go against the original intention of the songwriter. For example, in another world, a song written for the mother was originally written by many people to say goodbye to the girl...

As noon approached, Tang Ling looked at the time: "Brother Wang, I made an appointment with Mr. Meng at noon and was going to talk in detail about signing the contract. Now I have to leave. You can prepare lunch yourself."

"Oh, then you go and do your business." Wang Shen, who was tidying up his hairstyle in the bathroom.

After Tang Ling left, Wang Shen looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly thought of something. He hurried back to the bedroom and found a makeup box in a small cabinet, which was left by Tang Luoluo. After Wang Shen moved to this room, some of the clothes and bedding in the room were packed up by Tang Luoluo and placed in the next brother's room, but there were still some unimportant things left, such as these makeup utensils that she didn't use.

Wang Shen came to the bathroom, picked up the eyebrow trimmer and began to trim his eyebrows.

Wang Shen's appearance was reflected in the mirror, which was a little different from the original Li Qi. He changed his hairstyle and also had a blue stubble. His body was a little thin. After this period of time, he became more rounded. In the end, this one was not difficult for him.

Originally, Li Qi's eyebrows were a little thick, and Wang Shen was about to make a little thinner.

On the one hand, I want to change my image as much as possible, and I don’t want people to find out that he is Li Qi. On the other hand, I probably want to get rid of the original owner Li Qi and continue to live as Wang Shen.

He is him, he is Wang Shen, not Li Qi.

"There is also lipstick in the makeup box. Tang Luoluo looks clean and clean. It turns out that she can also put on makeup." After fixing her eyebrows, Wang Shen picked up a lipstick from the box and opened it and looked at it. "But it seems like it's been a long time."

At this moment, the door opened suddenly outside, and Tang Luoluo's voice then rang: "Brother, congratulations on your successful awakening of fame, I..."

The bathroom is on the side of the door.

Tang Luoluo's body, carrying a bag of vegetables, suddenly froze, and her eyes fell on the lipstick in Wang Shen's hand and the makeup box on the sink.

Her expression slowly became terrified.

Wang Shen: "..."

What the hell--

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