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Chapter 228 Top 10? Who do you look down on?

Chapter 228 Top 10? Who do you look down on?

Shen Yuxin has released 10 music albums since his debut.

Among them, the album with the highest sales volume and the highest popularity so far is called "ONE".

Fans all think that ONE means unique.

Only Yao Beishan and Shen Yuxin know the true meaning of that name.

All the songs in that album were composed by the big guy named One.

He is the lyricist.

He is the composer.

It's just that the singer is Shen Yuxin.

"It's been a while since you've written a song, right?"

Yao Beishan took a long breath, "I thought he had passed away."

Such a deep tone.

Such dark and eerie lyrics.

Not to mention that the other party is a young person, even a middle-aged person may not have that kind of experience to be able to write about it.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Yao Beishan felt that One must be an old man.

Especially when the other party disappeared for more than a year, and whenever he mentioned One Shen Yuxin, he kept it secret, Yao Beishan felt that he was standing at the door of the truth.

He raised his eyes again and saw Shen Yuxin's strange expression.

"What, did I say something wrong?"

Yao Beishan looked confused.

"she is not……"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the phone ding ding dong dong.

Shen Yuxin grabbed his phone and saw several melodies received on WeChat.

As well as the lyrics written in black and white in the photo.

"Brother Yao, please go back and rest quickly. I will seize the time to practice singing."

He drove Yao Beishan away and locked the door of the recording studio.

Shen Yu got his new mobile phone and started practicing with his electric guitar.

The sound insulation effect is so good that I can only hear the faint sound of music inside, but I can't hear anything specific.

Yao Beishan leaned against the door and listened for a moment, then turned and returned to the office.

go home?

Forget it, I can sleep on the sofa overnight!

He almost fell asleep as soon as he lay down. When the alarm rang, it was already nine o'clock. Yao Beishan hurried to Shen Yuxin's lounge and saw that everything was as before.

It doesn't look like I've slept there before.

After rushing to the recording studio, Shen Yuxin, who was holding a chicken coop on his head, had bright eyes like a wolf on the snow-capped mountains that had just filled its belly.

Yao Beishan's heart jumped suddenly.

The last time I saw him so excited was when the album "One" was released.

"How is it? Does the new song sound good? If it hits the charts next week, can it break into the top ten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a blank stare from Shen Yuxin.

first 10?

Brother, who do you look down on?

The meaning in Shen Yuxin's eyes was bright, and Yao Beishan spun around in circles excitedly, "Then, after your concert is over, we will hurry up and record and release the songs. Tomorrow, Saturday, the day after tomorrow, and Sunday, two days of pre-scheduling Warm it up a bit and you can seriously hit the charts on Monday!"

There are lyrics and music by the big brother, and Shen Yuxin’s interpretation.

He didn't believe that the new song list this time couldn't beat those ghosts!

He was so immersed in his own imagination that when Shen Yuxin spoke, Yao Beishan was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

"She said that after this time, you will have to get paid to write songs. So, I plan to use these three songs as the finale of my concert tonight!"

You know, based on how good the boss is, your popularity will increase.

If these three songs are released for free, how much money will we lose?

And the boss has started charging. Do you know that you are wasting his efforts?

Before Yao Beishan's question came out, Shen Yuxin touched the music score on his phone and said, "She will also come tonight, so I want to sing to her in person."

"That's it..."

There was a picture in front of my eyes of the big man with gray hair and trembling, being pushed into the concert venue in a wheelchair, with tears in his eyes while listening to the song.

The feelings of a musician welled up in my heart.

All impulses to make money were suppressed.

Yao Beishan nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

(End of chapter)


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