I am a Big Player-Chapter 41 - . Let him write a song for me_1
Chapter 41: 41. Let him write a song for me_1
Chapter 41: 41. Let him write a song for me_1
Liu Yinghai had no idea why, but was there something wrong with him? Just a moment ago, he was feeling quite proud, but the next second, an inexplicable sadness overcame him…
It seemed like every time it had something to do with Ren He, but he wouldn’t believe that Ren He could make him cry. It was unscientific…
His crying was so severe that Liu Yinghai had to take sick leave, spending two days in the hospital for tests before he could return to class. After all the tests, the doctor said there was nothing wrong with him, not a thing.
His classmates initially thought the last incident was a fluke, but now they understood that Liu Yinghai was quite the crybaby…
Just a few days earlier, Liu Yinghai had spent a lot to treat everyone to dinner, hoping they would forget about his sudden crying bout, but as fate would have it, he cried again.
Ren He still had one use left of the “Tear Potion” and he didn’t mind using it on Liu Yinghai again, but if the other party didn’t bother him anymore, Ren He wouldn’t be so idle. After all, such a “Geili” potion might come in handy later.
Two days later, while Ren He was practicing singing with Yang Xi on the rooftop at night, he received a call from Uncle Huang. Picking up the phone, he heard the voice on the other end say, “I’ve made the arrangements for you. Just go to Mangshan Driving School and get your license.”
“Director Huang, your efficiency is top-notch,” Ren He said cheerfully, making sure to include a compliment for the director’s position.
“Cut the crap with me. If anything goes wrong, don’t tell your mom that it was me who got you the license.”
“Sure thing, you can relax,” Ren He said with a laugh, ending the call. Now that he had his driver’s license, all he needed was a car, but the money to buy one was still a long way off. He suddenly realized he might need to speed up his money-making efforts.
In terms of music, he had a grasp on many classic songs, but he couldn’t open his own studio because each song corresponded to a task. He just needed to save his energy to supply Yang Xi, which would keep him from being overwhelmed.
If he took on too many newcomers and tried to train them, just completing tasks would be enough to wear him out.
Why did others who traveled through time recklessly use their “cheats,” while he had to deal with all these troubles…
Moreover, he had to consider diversifying his income, so he could rest without worrying about money or being bogged down with tasks.
In the past, the idea of copying books or songs gave him a bit of a psychological burden, but now it was different. He earned his keep through hard-earned tasks. Why couldn’t he copy…
Thinking about it was quite distressing…
Ren He went to the driving school, and indeed, in this era, connections meant there was nothing that couldn’t be done; the whole process of getting his license took only 2 hours. Another reason he was in such a hurry to get his license was that he was still too young to get an ID card, and a driver’s license would serve the purpose for now.
At night, when Yang Xi called her cousin, she mentioned the possibility of singing. Jiang Siyao sighed on the phone, “It’s not easy making it as a singer, and our family has never liked the industry. Just look at Grandpa’s attitude.”
“It’s okay, my dad supports me,” Yang Xi said with a smile.
“Honestly, your dad is really open-minded. If only Grandpa could be like him. But indeed, being a singer is tough. You’ll need to invite people to write songs and deal with social circles in the industry, and you’ll lack private space. Be sure you’re ready. If you are, I can help you invite songwriters,” Jiang Siyao said thoughtfully, “But don’t get your hopes up too high, because there are only a handful of ace composers in the circle, and their songs are hard to come by. If a newcomer doesn’t have a hit song to debut with, they’re likely to be buried.”
“No need, I have songs. I’m calling you today because I want you to listen to a few of my songs to see if they work. You have more experience after all,” Yang Xi explained. In fact, she was quite confident in the three songs Ren He wrote for her; she liked them a lot herself.
“Oh? I’ve always heard your dad say you’re self-taught, but I didn’t realize you could write songs too! Sing them for me,” Jiang Siyao perked up. Yang Xi had always left a good impression on her, so she was willing to lend a hand.
“Uh… these three songs were written by someone else. Shall I sing them for you?” Yang Xi couldn’t claim credit for Ren He’s work.
“You’ve fallen in love, haven’t you?” Jiang Siyao suddenly asked.
“Ah? No, not at all!” Yang Xi paused, taken aback…
“Don’t believe those boys who say they’ll write you songs. What qualifications do they have? It’s hard enough for this huge, professional circle to produce one or two good songs, like pulling teeth. Boys? Do you believe them?” Jiang Siyao said contemptuously: “Jiang Chen always professed he’d write me a song. In the end, it was rubbish, and he still had to go out and invite songs.”
“Cough, cousin, let’s not talk about your personal stuff… Shall I sing for you?”
“Sure, go ahead. Let me see what kind of level this boy around you is at,” Jiang Siyao said, her tone still a bit harsh as she seemed to be reminded of Jiang Chen…
Yang Xi adjusted the guitar and microphone, placed the phone in the right spot, and began to sing the first song Ren He wrote for her, “The Brightest Star in the Night Sky.” Without a break, she immediately went into the second song, “South of South Mountain,” followed by the third, “Wonderful Ability Song.”
When she finished, Yang Xi found herself in high spirits, thrilled to have three wonderful songs. She picked up the phone and asked, “Cousin, what do you think?”
There was a long silence on the other end. Finally, Jiang Siyao took a deep breath and said, “Did your dad get an ace songwriter to write these for you?”
“No, my classmate wrote them,” Yang Xi clarified, “He sings well himself but has no plans to pursue that path.”
“Your classmate?!”
“Yes?”
“Are you sure?”
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“Sure, why?” Yang Xi was curious about her cousin’s reaction.
“Could he also write a song for me? I’m still missing a lead track for my next album…” Jiang Siyao suddenly made such a request, catching Yang Xi off-guard. To be honest, upon learning that Yang Xi’s songs were written by her classmate, Jiang Siyao had braced herself to comfort her cousin after listening. But after hearing the songs, she was blown away!
That shock came mainly from her previous underestimation. The contrast was too big!
Nowadays, there were only a few songs in the entertainment industry considered decent to showcase. And Yang Xi’s classmate had just handed her three?!
