[Yes, Brother Jie. What's the matter?]
After replying to Zhang Jie, Lu Bai looked at his watch and saw that it was still early. He then started to clean his small rented apartment.
As the saying went, if one didn't clean a room, how could one clean the world? No matter how dilapidated the rental house was, it was better to clean it up than to be dirty and messy.
However, an hour later, Lu Bai, who had just finished cleaning the house, received a message from Zhang Jie.
[Little White, are you still there?】
“......”
Lu Bai was speechless.
I've long heard that there are such people who ask you if you're here all day long. You reply, but he doesn't say anything. Then, after a period of time, he will ask you if you're here. He won't say anything no matter what. It's really infuriating.
However, he did not expect Zhang Jie to be like this. This way of chatting made it easy for him to lose friends.
This time, Lu Bai did not waste any more time talking to him. He was too lazy to ask him what was going on. He chose not to reply and took his phone out to take out the trash.
Fortunately, Zhang Jie was anxious this time. Seeing that Lu Bai did not reply, he called Wei Xin immediately.
"Hey, Xiao Bai, what are you doing?”
Lu Bai was speechless.
"Brother Jie, if you have something to say, just say it.”
"Ah, yes. Xiao Bai, I actually wanted to ask you if you have time to write a new song for me too.”
In fact, Lu Bai guessed that this was probably the case. After all, he had only met Zhang Jie once on the show and were not very familiar with him.
However, he did not dislike Zhang Jie, who was nicknamed Runtu and was known in the industry for his honesty. Although Zhang Jie's way of chatting was quite awkward, he had to admit that he was a very dedicated singer.
In order to protect his voice, Zhang Jie did not smoke or drink all year round. In order to improve his singing skills, he went to many places to learn from teachers. He had not had any scandals in the years he had become famous. He was extremely clean.
Of course, Zhang Jie, who had no negative news, did not have much popularity. Although he had worked hard for so many years and had several representative works, his popularity with the audience was average.
Speaking of Zhang Jie, basically everyone had heard of him, but in terms of fans, he really did not have many.
Of course, a celebrity with average popularity like Zhang Jie was not an exception in the entertainment industry. It could even be said that there were a lot of them.
On the other hand, Lu Bai, a newcomer who could become famous as soon as he debuted, was an existence that was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
"Yes, sure."
As far as Lu Bai knew, Zhang Jie's representative works on the Blue Star had not appeared here for quite a while. Therefore, it was not a problem to give Zhang Jie a song. After all, he was a dedicated musician and was worthy of help.
"Ah, really? Thank you so much, Little Bai! Don't worry. As for the price, um, as for the price, I'll offer one million. Do you think it's okay? If, if it's low, I can increase it.”
In terms of financial strength, Zhang Jiezhao was indeed a lot worse than other singers. After all, his popularity was not high. Although he had some jobs, advertisers did not like to look for him.
Compared to advertising fees, advertising fees were the biggest source of income for celebrities.
However, to be able to offer a price of one million, it also showed that Zhang Jie was indeed very sincere. This was probably the vast majority of the liquid funds he could take out.
After all, something went wrong in this life. Zhang Jie didn't seem to know the host, Nana. He was still single and hadn't reached the peak of his career. He was a little unhappy.
This was also the reason why Zhang Jie urgently needed a good piece of work to increase his popularity. However, the first-rate creators in the market were actually very slow in their creation. They might not even be able to produce a golden song in a year or two, and there were still many singers fighting for it.
Only a heaven-defying genius like Lu Bai could write songs as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and all his songs were of high quality. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Jie had started to consider begging Lu Bai to write songs during the Masked King Competition.
"Sure."
"Oh, that's great. Xiao Bai, I'll transfer the money to you first. As for the song, there's no need to be too anxious.”
Zhang Jie was an honest man, so when he heard Lu Bai agree, he wanted to transfer the money first.
Lu Bai did not waste any time. After hanging up the phone, he smoked a cigarette and thought for a while before starting to write.
Not long after, the lyrics of a song with a score appeared on the paper. The name of the song was "He Doesn't Understand."
"He doesn't understand that you're a big fan of his heart, pretending to be calm. He doesn't understand that love is a game.”
"He doesn't know how to express his love. Other than apologizing, there's only sighing…"
Ten minutes later, when Zhang Jie saw Lu Baifa's song, he was dumbfounded.
It had only been 15 minutes since the phone call. He had not even gotten dressed and gone out to handle the transfer, and Lu Bai had already sent him this song?？？
The most important thing was that after humming a few lines, Zhang Jie realized that this song that he didn't understand was another good song!
The lyrics of this song were very logical, and the antithesis was neat and clean. Most importantly, even a straight man like Zhang Jie could see that such lyrics would definitely resonate strongly with countless female listeners.
Even though the demo had not been recorded yet, Zhang Jie could predict with his years of experience that this song would definitely be popular!
However, what puzzled Zhang Jie the most was how Lu Bai could be so fast. Zhang Jie had been prepared to wait for a year and a half.
In the end, before he could put on his pants, Lu Bai was already done.
After thinking about it, Zhang Jie thought that Lu Bai might have written this song long ago. He just happened to be there and sent it to him directly.
What else could he do? Did he not know that this song was written by Lu Bai in five minutes? If that was the case, Zhang Jie felt that Lu Bai was probably not human.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully repaying one million yuan. The main mission has been unlocked by 0.01%."
Hearing the system notification in his mind, Lu Bai was also very helpless. The one million yuan that Zhang Jie had just transferred to him, he had not even started to feel warm, and the system had forced him to pay off the debt to the maximum.
Why didn't you at least leave me a few dozen yuan for a taxi?
Lu Bai only had around 600 yuan left in his pocket. If this continued, he, as a "genius musician," would starve to death on his way to fame.
The meeting time with Mr. Yang was at 1 p. m., west of the Imperial Capital, not close to Lu Bai's rented house.
After considering for a long time, Lu Bai finally did not bear to take a taxi. Instead, he walked straight to the subway station. [Yes, Brother Jie. What's the matter?]
After replying to Zhang Jie, Lu Bai looked at his watch and saw that it was still early. He then started to clean his small rented apartment.
As the saying went, if one didn't clean a room, how could one clean the world? No matter how dilapidated the rental house was, it was better to clean it up than to be dirty and messy.
However, an hour later, Lu Bai, who had just finished cleaning the house, received a message from Zhang Jie.
[Little White, are you still there?】
“......”
Lu Bai was speechless.
I've long heard that there are such people who ask you if you're here all day long. You reply, but he doesn't say anything. Then, after a period of time, he will ask you if you're here. He won't say anything no matter what. It's really infuriating.
However, he did not expect Zhang Jie to be like this. This way of chatting made it easy for him to lose friends.
This time, Lu Bai did not waste any more time talking to him. He was too lazy to ask him what was going on. He chose not to reply and took his phone out to take out the trash.
Fortunately, Zhang Jie was anxious this time. Seeing that Lu Bai did not reply, he called Wei Xin immediately.
"Hey, Xiao Bai, what are you doing?”
Lu Bai was speechless.
"Brother Jie, if you have something to say, just say it.”
"Ah, yes. Xiao Bai, I actually wanted to ask you if you have time to write a new song for me too.”
In fact, Lu Bai guessed that this was probably the case. After all, he had only met Zhang Jie once on the show and were not very familiar with him.
However, he did not dislike Zhang Jie, who was nicknamed Runtu and was known in the industry for his honesty. Although Zhang Jie's way of chatting was quite awkward, he had to admit that he was a very dedicated singer.
In order to protect his voice, Zhang Jie did not smoke or drink all year round. In order to improve his singing skills, he went to many places to learn from teachers. He had not had any scandals in the years he had become famous. He was extremely clean.
Of course, Zhang Jie, who had no negative news, did not have much popularity. Although he had worked hard for so many years and had several representative works, his popularity with the audience was average.
Speaking of Zhang Jie, basically everyone had heard of him, but in terms of fans, he really did not have many.
Of course, a celebrity with average popularity like Zhang Jie was not an exception in the entertainment industry. It could even be said that there were a lot of them.
On the other hand, Lu Bai, a newcomer who could become famous as soon as he debuted, was an existence that was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
"Yes, sure."
As far as Lu Bai knew, Zhang Jie's representative works on the Blue Star had not appeared here for quite a while. Therefore, it was not a problem to give Zhang Jie a song. After all, he was a dedicated musician and was worthy of help.
"Ah, really? Thank you so much, Little Bai! Don't worry. As for the price, um, as for the price, I'll offer one million. Do you think it's okay? If, if it's low, I can increase it.”
In terms of financial strength, Zhang Jiezhao was indeed a lot worse than other singers. After all, his popularity was not high. Although he had some jobs, advertisers did not like to look for him.
Compared to advertising fees, advertising fees were the biggest source of income for celebrities.
However, to be able to offer a price of one million, it also showed that Zhang Jie was indeed very sincere. This was probably the vast majority of the liquid funds he could take out.
After all, something went wrong in this life. Zhang Jie didn't seem to know the host, Nana. He was still single and hadn't reached the peak of his career. He was a little unhappy.
This was also the reason why Zhang Jie urgently needed a good piece of work to increase his popularity. However, the first-rate creators in the market were actually very slow in their creation. They might not even be able to produce a golden song in a year or two, and there were still many singers fighting for it.
Only a heaven-defying genius like Lu Bai could write songs as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and all his songs were of high quality. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Jie had started to consider begging Lu Bai to write songs during the Masked King Competition.
"Sure."
"Oh, that's great. Xiao Bai, I'll transfer the money to you first. As for the song, there's no need to be too anxious.”
Zhang Jie was an honest man, so when he heard Lu Bai agree, he wanted to transfer the money first.
Lu Bai did not waste any time. After hanging up the phone, he smoked a cigarette and thought for a while before starting to write.
Not long after, the lyrics of a song with a score appeared on the paper. The name of the song was "He Doesn't Understand."
"He doesn't understand that you're a big fan of his heart, pretending to be calm. He doesn't understand that love is a game.”
"He doesn't know how to express his love. Other than apologizing, there's only sighing…"
Ten minutes later, when Zhang Jie saw Lu Baifa's song, he was dumbfounded.
It had only been 15 minutes since the phone call. He had not even gotten dressed and gone out to handle the transfer, and Lu Bai had already sent him this song?？？
The most important thing was that after humming a few lines, Zhang Jie realized that this song that he didn't understand was another good song!
The lyrics of this song were very logical, and the antithesis was neat and clean. Most importantly, even a straight man like Zhang Jie could see that such lyrics would definitely resonate strongly with countless female listeners.
Even though the demo had not been recorded yet, Zhang Jie could predict with his years of experience that this song would definitely be popular!
However, what puzzled Zhang Jie the most was how Lu Bai could be so fast. Zhang Jie had been prepared to wait for a year and a half.
In the end, before he could put on his pants, Lu Bai was already done.
After thinking about it, Zhang Jie thought that Lu Bai might have written this song long ago. He just happened to be there and sent it to him directly.
What else could he do? Did he not know that this song was written by Lu Bai in five minutes? If that was the case, Zhang Jie felt that Lu Bai was probably not human.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully repaying one million yuan. The main mission has been unlocked by 0.01%."
Hearing the system notification in his mind, Lu Bai was also very helpless. The one million yuan that Zhang Jie had just transferred to him, he had not even started to feel warm, and the system had forced him to pay off the debt to the maximum.
Why didn't you at least leave me a few dozen yuan for a taxi?
Lu Bai only had around 600 yuan left in his pocket. If this continued, he, as a "genius musician," would starve to death on his way to fame.
The meeting time with Mr. Yang was at 1 p. m., west of the Imperial Capital, not close to Lu Bai's rented house.
After considering for a long time, Lu Bai finally did not bear to take a taxi. Instead, he walked straight to the subway station. [Yes, Brother Jie. What's the matter?]
After replying to Zhang Jie, Lu Bai looked at his watch and saw that it was still early. He then started to clean his small rented apartment.
As the saying went, if one didn't clean a room, how could one clean the world? No matter how dilapidated the rental house was, it was better to clean it up than to be dirty and messy.
However, an hour later, Lu Bai, who had just finished cleaning the house, received a message from Zhang Jie.
[Little White, are you still there?】
“......”
Lu Bai was speechless.
I've long heard that there are such people who ask you if you're here all day long. You reply, but he doesn't say anything. Then, after a period of time, he will ask you if you're here. He won't say anything no matter what. It's really infuriating.
However, he did not expect Zhang Jie to be like this. This way of chatting made it easy for him to lose friends.
This time, Lu Bai did not waste any more time talking to him. He was too lazy to ask him what was going on. He chose not to reply and took his phone out to take out the trash.
Fortunately, Zhang Jie was anxious this time. Seeing that Lu Bai did not reply, he called Wei Xin immediately.
"Hey, Xiao Bai, what are you doing?”
Lu Bai was speechless.
"Brother Jie, if you have something to say, just say it.”
"Ah, yes. Xiao Bai, I actually wanted to ask you if you have time to write a new song for me too.”
In fact, Lu Bai guessed that this was probably the case. After all, he had only met Zhang Jie once on the show and were not very familiar with him.
However, he did not dislike Zhang Jie, who was nicknamed Runtu and was known in the industry for his honesty. Although Zhang Jie's way of chatting was quite awkward, he had to admit that he was a very dedicated singer.
In order to protect his voice, Zhang Jie did not smoke or drink all year round. In order to improve his singing skills, he went to many places to learn from teachers. He had not had any scandals in the years he had become famous. He was extremely clean.
Of course, Zhang Jie, who had no negative news, did not have much popularity. Although he had worked hard for so many years and had several representative works, his popularity with the audience was average.
Speaking of Zhang Jie, basically everyone had heard of him, but in terms of fans, he really did not have many.
Of course, a celebrity with average popularity like Zhang Jie was not an exception in the entertainment industry. It could even be said that there were a lot of them.
On the other hand, Lu Bai, a newcomer who could become famous as soon as he debuted, was an existence that was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
"Yes, sure."
As far as Lu Bai knew, Zhang Jie's representative works on the Blue Star had not appeared here for quite a while. Therefore, it was not a problem to give Zhang Jie a song. After all, he was a dedicated musician and was worthy of help.
"Ah, really? Thank you so much, Little Bai! Don't worry. As for the price, um, as for the price, I'll offer one million. Do you think it's okay? If, if it's low, I can increase it.”
In terms of financial strength, Zhang Jiezhao was indeed a lot worse than other singers. After all, his popularity was not high. Although he had some jobs, advertisers did not like to look for him.
Compared to advertising fees, advertising fees were the biggest source of income for celebrities.
However, to be able to offer a price of one million, it also showed that Zhang Jie was indeed very sincere. This was probably the vast majority of the liquid funds he could take out.
After all, something went wrong in this life. Zhang Jie didn't seem to know the host, Nana. He was still single and hadn't reached the peak of his career. He was a little unhappy.
This was also the reason why Zhang Jie urgently needed a good piece of work to increase his popularity. However, the first-rate creators in the market were actually very slow in their creation. They might not even be able to produce a golden song in a year or two, and there were still many singers fighting for it.
Only a heaven-defying genius like Lu Bai could write songs as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and all his songs were of high quality. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Jie had started to consider begging Lu Bai to write songs during the Masked King Competition.
"Sure."
"Oh, that's great. Xiao Bai, I'll transfer the money to you first. As for the song, there's no need to be too anxious.”
Zhang Jie was an honest man, so when he heard Lu Bai agree, he wanted to transfer the money first.
Lu Bai did not waste any time. After hanging up the phone, he smoked a cigarette and thought for a while before starting to write.
Not long after, the lyrics of a song with a score appeared on the paper. The name of the song was "He Doesn't Understand."
"He doesn't understand that you're a big fan of his heart, pretending to be calm. He doesn't understand that love is a game.”
"He doesn't know how to express his love. Other than apologizing, there's only sighing…"
Ten minutes later, when Zhang Jie saw Lu Baifa's song, he was dumbfounded.
It had only been 15 minutes since the phone call. He had not even gotten dressed and gone out to handle the transfer, and Lu Bai had already sent him this song?？？
The most important thing was that after humming a few lines, Zhang Jie realized that this song that he didn't understand was another good song!
The lyrics of this song were very logical, and the antithesis was neat and clean. Most importantly, even a straight man like Zhang Jie could see that such lyrics would definitely resonate strongly with countless female listeners.
Even though the demo had not been recorded yet, Zhang Jie could predict with his years of experience that this song would definitely be popular!
However, what puzzled Zhang Jie the most was how Lu Bai could be so fast. Zhang Jie had been prepared to wait for a year and a half.
In the end, before he could put on his pants, Lu Bai was already done.
After thinking about it, Zhang Jie thought that Lu Bai might have written this song long ago. He just happened to be there and sent it to him directly.
What else could he do? Did he not know that this song was written by Lu Bai in five minutes? If that was the case, Zhang Jie felt that Lu Bai was probably not human.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully repaying one million yuan. The main mission has been unlocked by 0.01%."
Hearing the system notification in his mind, Lu Bai was also very helpless. The one million yuan that Zhang Jie had just transferred to him, he had not even started to feel warm, and the system had forced him to pay off the debt to the maximum.
Why didn't you at least leave me a few dozen yuan for a taxi?
Lu Bai only had around 600 yuan left in his pocket. If this continued, he, as a "genius musician," would starve to death on his way to fame.
The meeting time with Mr. Yang was at 1 p. m., west of the Imperial Capital, not close to Lu Bai's rented house.
After considering for a long time, Lu Bai finally did not bear to take a taxi. Instead, he walked straight to the subway station.
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