Ye Xian and Dilraba returned home, opened a bottle of champagne, and simply celebrated the success of today's performance. Then, the two of them washed up and went to bed.
In the past few days, in order to rush the production and rehearsal of the show, they slept less than four hours a day. After waking up, they would eat something casually and then throw themselves into the rehearsal again. This cycle repeated over and over again, and their bodies naturally could not take it.
Of course, Ye Xian was the most tired out of the four. He was the skit producer, director, producer, and so on. He had to take on many responsibilities at once. Even though Ye Xian's body had been strengthened by the system once, he still could not take it.
However, after washing up and lying on the comfortable bed, Ye Xian couldn't fall asleep. He was thinking about what he should do these days.
" The Happy Comedian " aired once every Friday night. At the same time, the participating guests were required to perform all their works that had never appeared before. It was naturally better to be new and original. After all, it was the first time they performed it in front of the audience, so the effect would be better. Otherwise, there would be less anticipation.
This wasn't a problem for Ye Xian. He had the entire world's treasure trove of knowledge in his mind. There were countless classic works, and none of those programs had appeared in this world. This meant that every work of Ye Xian was the latest and original!
However, what troubled Ye Xian was that there were too many classic works. It was a troublesome thing to choose the right works. In addition, Zhao Youcai and the others wanted to continue working with him. Ye Xian was also considering whether to design more characters for them.
Ye Xian thought for a while and shook his head. He put the script aside for now. There was another urgent matter that he needed to consider.
These days, Ye Xian had been living and eating at Dilreba's house. Even the cooking was prepared by Dilreba. The reason was very simple. Ye Xian had no money, not even money to buy vegetables!
Of course, Direba was not willing to let Ye Xian do those things. In Direba's words, handsome men should be raised at home. Cooking should be left to women!
Ye Xian smiled bitterly when he heard this. However, he had just been released from prison and really had no money, so he could only reluctantly admit it.
Of course, this was also because he had been dragged here by Dilreba to help with the skit as soon as he came out. Otherwise, with his ability, it would be too easy for him to get money.
Once Heaven Covering appeared, there was no more celestial martial arts! " Battle Through the Heavens " was not bad either. It could definitely make Ye Xian a god. A novel like this had never appeared in this world, but Ye Xian had quite a few in his mind." The Great Ruler "," Perfect World "," Martial Yin Yang "…There were really too many of them. He could write any one of them and become a platinum author. Did he need to worry about money? Obviously not!
With this thought in mind, Ye Xian took out his phone and started browsing the web. When he saw that the first trending push was " Not Lacking Money," Ye Xian smiled and continued scrolling. He wanted to see which novel website was better in this world and see the current novel market.
"Hmm? A song that earns a million a month?"
Suddenly, Ye Xian saw a push. An unknown singer had published a song on Penguin Music and received millions of views a month. Then, he easily earned millions of dollars?
After reading this message, Ye Xian flipped through some related information and finally figured out one thing. This world was very strict with copyright control. A signed song could not be played on other music platforms. To listen to this song, one had to listen to it on the signed music platform. Moreover, it was 50 cents for the first time!
"Singing is actually so profitable?"
After figuring out all the twists and turns, Ye Xian finally understood why a song with a few million views could earn a monthly income of more than a million.
Compared to writing novels, Ye Xian preferred to sing. Although writing novels could indeed earn money and make a name for himself, a novel could not be finished in a short time, especially those classic works. Each book had millions of words. No matter how fast Ye Xian's hand speed was, it was impossible for him to write a novel with millions of words in a few days.
Moreover, he had to produce a classic skit every week, so he really didn't have time to write novels. However, singing wasn't so troublesome. Recording a song would only take one or two hours.
Of course, this was only for Ye Xian. If other music creators knew what Ye Xian was thinking, they would definitely scold him to death. How could creating music be so easy? Inspiration, musicality, and singing all required a long period of cultivation in the early stages. It was impossible to achieve it overnight.
However, for Ye Xian, it was a matter of one or two hours!
Looking at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning. Ye Xian was in no hurry to go out at this time. He lay on the bed, thinking about which song to sing first in his mind as he prepared to sleep.
"Aiya! It feels good!"
After waking up, Ye Xian stretched his body comfortably and looked at the bright sunshine outside. He tidied himself up and came out of the bedroom.
"Brother Ye Xian, you're up so early? I thought I'd call you when it's done, but it's almost done. Sit down and wait for a while.”Dilraba said with a smile.
"It's been tough!" Ye Xian smiled and softly said. After which, he seemed to have recalled something and spoke again.
"Little Deeny, do you know which recording studio is better?”
Diljeba poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at Ye Xian curiously.
"I know, but why did you ask about the recording studio? Do you want to record music?"
"Yes, I have some inspiration and want to compose something.”Ye Xian smiled and said awkwardly.
"Um, Little Deeny, can you lend me some money first? I…"
Even Ye Xian felt his face burn up when he said that. He felt that he had to earn more money as soon as possible, or he would really become a woman!
"Hehe, Brother Yexian doesn't need it. I have a recording studio at home. Although it's not as well-equipped as those professional recording studios, we still have the commonly used equipment.”Dilireba said with a smile.
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