A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

Fan Ying transferred all the 400,000 yuan in the card to his family, leaving only 100,000 yuan for himself.

During the winter vacation, Fan Zhiguo took out all his savings over the years to perform surgery on Li Liqiu. Although he did not have to borrow money, his family was very poor and could barely maintain daily expenses.

He did not have much to spend on a daily basis, so he did not need to keep so much.

Not long after the money was transferred, Fan Zhiguo called.

"Son, why do you send so much money home? How do you earn it?"

"Didn't I say I'm writing a song now?"

Fan Ying smiled bitterly. Fan Zhiguo was good in every way, except that he was too rigid and didn't know how to adapt.

Sure enough, Fan Zhiguo's doubtful voice came:

"Is songwriting really that profitable? Why don't I believe it? You just gave 400,000 yuan to your family last time. It's only been two months, and you made another 400,000 yuan? If you pay 200,000 yuan a month, will your company still hire people? If you hire someone, I'll go too."

"Dad, this is not my company, and you can’t write songs.

Fan Ying was a little helpless, but the person in front of him was his dad.

He could only patiently continue to explain:

"Isn’t there a song called Blue Lotus that is very popular? I wrote that song. Huafeng’s agent contacted me after hearing about it and offered me 500,000 yuan to write a song for him."

"I kept 100,000 yuan, and I will transfer the remaining 400,000 yuan to you. The last time I went home, I saw a hole in the sofa at home, and the cotton inside was leaking out. You can buy a new one when you have time."

"As for other furniture, you should change them if necessary. Eat good food with my mom. Your son is not very rich now, but he is a small rich man. He doesn't need to be frugal like before."

"Is this true? How can a big star like Huafeng find you?"

Fan Zhiguo wondered in his heart. People of his age generally don't listen to music much. Even if Blue Lotus has been dominating the charts, he has no time to pay attention to it. Moreover, the consumption concept of the older generation is different from that of the young people.

Although a song only costs two yuan, he would rather buy a few more pounds of meat than spend money on such useless things.

Fortunately, although he didn't know Blue Lotus, he knew who Huafeng was. After all, he was a superstar who debuted for 30 years. Both young people and old people have more or less heard of his name.

Fan Ying smiled and said,"Of course, your son is not the same as before. He is now well-known in the circle."

"The song I wrote for the king of pop is called"You in the Past". It will probably be released in a month or so. The lyrics and music are both written by Qiu Di, which is my pseudonym."

"If you don't believe it, spend two dollars to buy it and see if it is different from what I told you!"

Seeing that he was so confident, Fan Zhiguo finally felt relieved and said with emotion:

"Hey, this guy is really worse than the other. Look at me and your mother. We worked for most of our lives and saved only 200,000. But you just released a few crappy songs and the money came in like a bank robbery!"

Fan Ying could only laugh at this, thinking that he was one of the big guys who had the support of the earth, otherwise how could songwriting be so profitable.

It's good for an ordinary songwriter to sell a song for hundreds or thousands of yuan. He may not be able to write several songs in a month, and even if he writes one, it may not be popular! It's the same in all walks of life. The people at the top make a lot of money, while the people at the bottom can only stare at the northwest wind.

Finally, Fan Zhiguo did not forget to remind him:

"It’s a good thing that you can write songs and make money now, but you can’t delay your studies, you have to get your diploma!"

"Got it, got it."

Fan Ying agreed readily. This was also the reason why he was reluctant to be famous and hid behind the scenes.

He did not complain. After all, he also needed time to learn how to make music. Sometimes it is not a bad thing to settle down a little.

Time flies. Freshman year is over soon. Fan Ying ushered in his first summer vacation in college.

Blue Lotus dominated the charts for three months. When the momentum gradually weakened, Huafeng's"You Once" was strongly on the list and became the top of the list.

Familiar style, but different singers. In the past three months, many songs with similar styles to Blue Lotus have emerged. Some of them are of good quality, while others are shoddy, so that many listeners angrily gave 1 star and mercilessly bad reviews.

"You just follow what others write. It’s okay to just follow the trend, but if you can’t do it well, I’ll give you five stars and pay in installments. No thanks!"

"Look at what Qiu Di wrote, and then look at what you wrote. I am embarrassed to mention the names of some of the composers. You have been famous for so many years, but you can only copy others? You are really Meg Bilian!"

"These crappy songs really make me sick. If the Chinese music scene continues like this, it will be doomed!"

"I am also a cheapskate. The comments clearly told me that this song is shit, but I didn't believe it and insisted on buying it with my own money to try it. Sure enough, the comments did not lie to me, it is really shit!"

《"You Once" has a similar style to"Blue Lotus". When the audience first clicked on it, they frowned, thinking it was another crappy song to gain popularity. But as they listened, they felt something was wrong.

How come it gets better and better?

It seems.....This song is for real! They were relieved when they saw that the singer was the king of pop Hua Feng and the composer was Qiu Di.

No wonder, no wonder it sounds so good, it turns out it’s a powerful combination!

Below the comment section, people are worrying about nothing: It tastes right!

Clicking on his reply, you can vaguely see some familiar figures, they are the listeners who lined up in the Blue Lotus comment section before.

It tastes right +1!

It tastes right +10010!

It tastes right +2333333!

At this time, Fan Ying didn’t know that the music industry was about to usher in another carnival. His fingers were moving lightly on the piano. After the song was over, the piano teacher couldn’t help but clap his hands.

"Good, you played very well, Fan Ying, you can become a master now!"

He looked a little disappointed:

"I didn't believe there were geniuses in this world, but you really broke my perception. Starting from scratch, in just one year, you were able to play the piano to perfection. Apart from anything else, I'm afraid there's no one who plays better than you in the whole Magic City!"

Fan Ying still maintained his original humble look:"Thank you for the compliment, it's all thanks to the teacher's good teaching."

Fan Ying has not taken the exam, but he believes that with his current level, he can easily play even the most difficult piano pieces.

This speed of progress is really amazing in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if a person with talent for piano practices six to eight hours a day, he may only reach the intermediate level in a year. Moreover, how can Fan Ying have so much time to practice piano every day?

Playing two or three hours a day is good enough!

Most people would be very proud to find out that they have such a heaven-defying talent. After all, every genius is more or less proud and looks down on ordinary people.

But Fan Ying can reach his current level by relying on his super learning talent, that is, the golden finger. If he didn't have the golden finger, he would be no different from ordinary people, and might even be worse than ordinary people.

Because of this, he will not be arrogant and will always remain humble in his heart.

The teacher was very satisfied with his performance:

"Yes, you have such a state of mind at such a young age. Your future is limitless! Fan Ying, I have a favor to ask of you. Can you play one more song for me to record a video?"

"When parents bring their children here in the future, I can send them the video and let them see that these are the students I taught. Of course, I won’t let you record it for nothing. The teacher won’t charge you for this month’s tuition!"