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In the entire subway, many girls were in tears.

Many boys looked at the comments with red eyes and did not say a word.

Some people also noticed a line of small words below the comments.

The new version of the online music platform was released.

Strangers, please open your arms.

Wangyiyun Music will bring you back to your original self...? Many people were touched by the operation of the online music platform.

They all wanted to find the mark of youth.

They all logged into the internet to suppress cloud music.

At this time, Wangyiyun Music released a large number of nostalgic songs.

Coupled with the popularity of "Sunny Day" and "Why Not?"

For a time, Wang Yiyun's music was completely popular.

It became a topic of discussion among the young people.

In an office in Imperial.

His colleagues sat in a circle.

Wang Yiyun's comments are really touching. Every time I read them, I feel so touched that tears welled up in my eyes.

How was this a comment? It was all my youth. Unfortunately, I could never go back.

It was good to listen to songs occasionally and reminisce about the past.

I've decided that I'll only use the internet to suppress clouds when I listen to songs in the future. This is the platform that understands me the most.

I'll recommend a singer to all of you. Chen Chen is really talented. I thought he only knew ancient songs, but he's also so good at other types of songs.

This was the so-called genius, right?

【……】

Taking advantage of the popularity brought about by the comments, Chen Chen struck while the iron was hot and modified the main page of Wangyiyun Music.

To elevate the quality of music.

After that, he made recommendations based on everyone's preferences.

In just half a month.

The number of listeners to Wang Yiyun's music had increased by ten times.

With this number, it could already be ranked as a first-class music platform.

With the results, Chen Chen had the authority to invest ten million yuan into Hu Weiwei's shared bike.

Waiting for good news.

Only One For Me only aired once a week, so Chen Chen was completely used to it.

Basically, every time he went, he would receive a large number of rewards for scolding others.

Due to Chen Chen's participation, the viewership ratings of Only Me soared.

How could Zhang Shaogang be willing to chase away a talent like Chen Chen? He had stepped forward to withstand the storm of Xu Hongqiang and the others.

Therefore, Chen Chen was safe and sound for the time being.

At this moment, Xia Fengchun suddenly requested a meeting with Chen Chen.

The meeting place was at Imperial University.

This was China's most prestigious university.

Xia Fengchun was the old professor inside.

After the meeting, the two of them exchanged pleasantries for a while. Xia Fengchun brought Chen Chen to meet the dean of Capital University.

The director's office was filled with books and ink. There were even a few poems hanging on the wall.

It seemed to be Dean Ma's own doing.

Chen Chen read a few songs and felt that they were average.

Now that he had completely collected the Poem Writing Skill Fragments, he was already a Poem Creator. Coupled with the famous poems that he had memorized in his previous life, there were not many that caught his eye.

"Dean Ma, this is Selby, the composer of the lyrics for 'Thousand Baidu.'”

"This is Ma Qianqiu, the dean of Imperial Capital University.”

Xia Fengchun introduced the two of them.

Chen Chen took the initiative to shake hands.

Ma Qianqiu was already seventy years old, and as a junior, he should show some courtesy.

Ma Qianqiu did not put on airs and gestured for Chen Chen to sit down. After chatting for a while, they got down to business." Chen Chen, I've listened to your song 'Thousand Hundred Degrees.' The lyrics are written to a very high standard.”

"That's why I agreed to Feng Chun's request to be selected for the college language textbook.”

"But…"

Ma Qianqiu suddenly changed the topic.

"Director Ma has something to say. You can just say it directly," said Chen Chen.”

Ma Qianqiu laughed." Alright then, I'll tell you the truth.”

"I read your information. You graduated from a junior college and your school is very ordinary. So I don't understand. How did you write such good lyrics?”

Ma Qianqiu's voice was filled with doubt.

What she meant was that she felt that Chen Chen had hired someone to ghostwrite the lyrics.

He did not believe that someone without a degree could write such good lyrics.

Chen Chen's expression was calm and unflustered. He asked,"Dean Ma, is there a necessary connection between a diploma and culture?”

"Although I don't have a diploma, my culture is not worse than the students of Imperial University.”

"One more thing. Talent is something that you are born with. You can't learn it no matter how hard you try.”

Ma Qianqiu was slightly stunned.

"What young friend Selby said makes sense. So you're saying that you're an extremely talented person?”

Chen Chen nodded." You can think of it that way.”

"Then I wonder if you can let me see your talent on the spot.”Ma Qianqiu wanted to test Chen Chen.

One could see a person's true ability the most by performing on the spot.

"There's a music room in the school.”

Ma Qianqiu was about to stand up when Chen Chen stopped him.

"Talent isn't only expressed in music. Dean Ma, I noticed that you seem to like composing poetry?”

"That's right. The poems hanging on the wall are all personally composed by me.”

Director Ma pointed at the dazzling array of items in the office and was very proud.

"From what you're saying, my young friend Selby, you also know how to compose poems?”

"A little, a little."

"You're too humble. I happen to have a poem that's halfway done here. If you don't mind, young friend Chen Chen can continue writing it.”

Ma Qianqiu took out the poem that he was halfway through.

Chen Chen glanced at it.

The rooster crowed and pouted,

The rooster crowed twice.

What kind of bullshit poem was this?

Chen Chen was so embarrassed that he felt like his cancer was about to explode.

Ma Qianqiu was a university professor, so he shouldn't be at such a level, right?

Chen Chen thought about it and understood. The first two sentences were definitely not written by Ma Qianqiu. Someone else must have written them.

The reason why Ma Qianqiu wrote the last part was because he wanted Ma Qianqiu to elevate this poem to a higher level.

Chen Chen had come at the right time. This was his test.

Xia Fengchun glanced at him from the side and shook her head with a smile.""Director Ma, you're really making things difficult for young friend Selby.”

Ma Qianqiu also knew that it was indeed a little difficult, and said,"My young friend Selby, if you feel that there's no way to continue this poem, then forget it. I won't force you.”

Chen Chen waved his hand casually." It's alright. Poem writing requires the ability to turn the rotten into the miraculous.”

"Besides, I think Dean Ma's first two sentences are very well written.”

Excellent?

Ma Qianqiu felt a little embarrassed by these two words.

Was such a vernacular poem worthy of the word "excellent"?

It felt like Chen Chen was humiliating him by saying that.

These two sentences were actually written by his granddaughter. She was mischievous and deliberately only wrote the first two sentences, leaving the rest to him.

A week had passed, and Ma Qianqiu had written countless versions. However, he still felt that they were not that interesting.

It wasn't sublimated very well.

It was really as bad as the beginning, and as good as the end.

Chen Chen picked up his pen and wrote casually.

Ma Qianqiu watched from the side, and couldn't help but read the voice…

Three calls call out the sun of Fusang,

sweep away the broken stars and the waning moon.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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