i really don't want this system

Chapter 63

As long as people are in this world, no matter where they are
There will always be some people, and there will always be some things that cannot be avoided, and what should come will always come.

Ye Mosheng looked at the girl sitting quietly next to him through the brim of his hat. He had some impression that she was an anchor. He had once broadcast live broadcasts of his writing poetry at the Tibetan Poetry Pavilion, and also broadcast live broadcasts of his singing at the Yulin Road Bistro in Rongcheng.

Seeing that he didn't recognize him, it can be seen how much he has changed in the past week. 42's appearance has indeed changed, which is why Ye Mosheng left home as soon as he woke up.

How sad my parents would be if they came back to see them.Such an ugly baby, they definitely can't accept it.

Passing by each other, the fact that the two elders didn't recognize each other explained everything.

Ye Mosheng had no desire to chat.

He just played quietly, sang in a low voice, indulging in his own world.

His voice has changed a lot compared to when he was in Rongcheng.

Coupled with the current appearance, it is normal not to be recognized.

He knew that the girl next to him was worried, and the word "anxiety" was clearly written on her face.

Happiness is contagious, and so is sadness.

The two of them played and listened to each other, until the neon signs in the distance were extinguished little by little, until the noise in the distance gradually disappeared.

"Thank you, what's your name?" Eleven tilted his head to see the face under the hat, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only see a shadow and a beard.

Sure enough, he is an uncle, Eleven murmured in his heart.

"The name is not important." Ye Mosheng put away the guitar, stood up, put the guitar on his back, and patted his trouser legs, smelling the smell of green grass.

"I'm sorry, my name is Eleven, but it's better to have one, at least it proves to be you, doesn't it?" Eleven hurried up and followed Ye Mosheng.

"The old...er... king next door..." Ye Mosheng paused, it's better not to use Lao Fan, it's not good to usurp someone else's name.

"Old Wang next door? How can there be such a name." Eleven frowned slightly.

"The name is just a code name, and neither are you. At least it proves that it's me. Why bother?" Ye Mosheng touched his nose. If he could see Ye Mosheng's face on the eleventh day, he would find his face full of embarrassment. What the hell would he want to call the neighbor next door? Lao Wang, it’s all because he played Lao Fan’s songs next door for so long and was brainwashed.

"Then shall I call you Lao Wang from now on?"

What the hell are you bastards, your whole family and the whole community are next door bastards, looking at a pretty girl, what you say is full of water, water splashed out, water in your brain.

Ye Mosheng quickened his pace, unable to stand the girl's continuous questioning.

"What's the name of that song just now? I haven't heard it before." Eleven persevered.

""How much I want to hug you in a mediocre life"" Ye Mosheng was a little annoyed.

"Ah, so long?"

Late at night, on the long street, a girl closely followed a boy, no, followed a man, an uncle-level man.

"You, I'm going home." Ye Mosheng was very speechless. This girl refreshed his impression of Longguo girls. In the middle of the night, you walked all the way with a man wearing a hat and pressing his face, showing only his chin beard. What do you want to do with someone's house?
In this day and age, not only boys are not safe, but old men are also the same. Men, young and old, must protect themselves.

"Oh, ah?" Eleven screamed, turned around and ran away.

Ah, Ye Mosheng wants to remind a girl that walking at night is dangerous.

but

Ye Mosheng shook his head helplessly and entered the community.

In the next few days, Ye Mosheng just played this song.

Eleven arrives on time every day and sits aside to listen.

Eleven felt that Lao Wang was a person with a story, and he must have been deeply hurt, otherwise there would not be such a vicissitudes and touching voice.

Eleven really wanted to ask him: Why did he keep playing this song, and whether this song was his original, and Eleven went back to check it many times but couldn't find it.

When Ye Mosheng stood up to leave, Eleven decisively stopped him.

"Well, I'm an anchor, but did you create this song?"

Ye Mosheng nodded.

"Can I use your song, I will publish the royalties."

"Copyright fee?"

"Yeah, I've been going crazy recently. You know Ye Mosheng, that Mo Mo who sang "Praying Buddha" and "Mice Love Rice"."

Ye Mosheng nodded calmly again.

"He sang "Rongcheng" in a tavern on Yulin Road in Rongcheng some time ago, and now people all over the world are looking for him, wanting to get the copyright authorization of "Rongcheng"."

"Oh..." Ye Mosheng didn't think about it.

"And I just happened to broadcast it live in the tavern without his consent. It would be fine if it was a general one, but no one thought it would be so popular. It is already a copyright infringement. Many entertainment companies, music companies, I'm looking for him. The live broadcast platform I'm on is even more anxious, because of me, this is considered an infringement, if the defendant, even if I sell it, it won't be enough, and the platform will suffer heavy losses."

"I've been looking for him for a long, long time, but I can't get through the phone, and there is no reply to the Penguin mailbox. I have also traveled to many places, Rongcheng, Jiangcheng, and Xiangcheng. I feel that I am a resentful woman who was abandoned by her husband."

"Resentful woman" It seems that this guy has a lot of resentment towards me. Ye Mosheng didn't expect so many things to happen.

"If we can find him, the first thing: I will beat him to death, which made it so hard for me to find him. The second thing: kneel down and beg him for authorization. I am willing to give him all the rewards that day."

The corner of Ye Mosheng's mouth cracked, she is a very cute girl.

I give this operation full marks.

After searching so hard, the first thing I did when I found it was to make the other party disappear.

This is the same as hiding and hiding with my friends when I was a child, disappearing for an afternoon, and my parents panicked at night, looking everywhere, just begging myself to come out safely, but when I came out proudly and announced that no one could find me, I tasted delicious Spicy strips, sugar cane, bamboo shoots...

Kneeling to beg after beating to death, the brain circuit is exactly the same, clear and clear.

not secondary school

It is Block 2B.

Ye Mosheng felt that the girl in front of him should not be called Eleven, but should be called 22 or 23.

After separating from Eleven.

Ye Mosheng returned to the rental room.

I didn't expect Long Guo to be so fancy about copyright.

Think of the anxiety of eleven.

Ye Mosheng opened Penguin.

This is the first time he has opened it, and he used to go directly to the Penguin Music Network.

Master Penguin doesn't have many friends, but he pays special attention to one: the profile picture is a very beautiful girl, and Ye Mosheng knew it was Han Xuewei from his memory.

Speaking publicly, there are only a few announcements about the release of the three books.

There are a lot of messages, and tens of thousands of fans are still a bit powerful.

Two photo albums, one public about books.

A private one, Ye Mosheng clicked in.

Many photos, only one male lead and one female lead.

The male protagonist is Ye Mosheng and the female protagonist is Han Xuewei.

Looking at the various photos of himself and another girl, Ye Mo became jealous.

The boy was very quiet, the girl stood shyly with the necklace Ye Ninger gave her, the two were a perfect match.

It turned out that Ye Mosheng was so handsome before.

A face value of 98 is against the sky. Ye Mosheng doubts whether Aaron Kwok has a face value of 95.

There are a few pictures of holding hands and kissing that make Ye Mosheng's heart charming.

But that's all.

(End of this chapter)