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Chapter 18 Mr. Van Gogh

A group of girls who were still chattering just now became as quiet as a chicken.

They never expected that the man they had just criticized was their new idol, the singer of "Ms. Dong"!

Thinking of the other party's words just now, and the words he angrily scolded the other party, a group of little girls

His face was red to the ears.

They actually scolded their idols!

He also said that he was a local graduate student and said that he was a lunatic!

"We...the person we scold is the singer of "Ms. Dong"..."

"Oh my God, I really want his signature... Did he hate it just now?"

"What should I do? What should I do? Do I want to apologize together later? Maybe I can still take a photo..."

"Okay, okay! Let's go and apologize and let him know that we are all good girls!"

After the initial blow, a group of girls started chattering again, and their eyes became excited.

Yes, go and apologize! This is actually an opportunity to approach Ren Zha!

Qin Hao and Zhao Siyu were even more stupid.

The person who advises them to break up is the singer of their favorite song.

The two began to carefully consider Ren Zha's words just now, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt it made sense.

If it is really inappropriate, why not separate as soon as possible...

On the stage, Ren Zha had already taken the guitar handed over by Tao Yiyi, sat on a chair, and started singing.

The lights in the audience dimmed, and only a beam of light was left on Ren Zha's body.

Each person, chair and guitar, scattered hair, sparse stubble, a slightly cynical smile, and a sad look in her eyes.

“…Miss Dong/I have never forgotten your smile…”

Ren Zha's singing rang out, and his slightly dry and low voice echoed throughout the campus, immediately calming everyone down.

Ren Zha understood the principle of taking money and eliminating disasters for others, so he tried hard to play more seriously and sang more melancholy.

No matter how much I said in my previous life, I have participated in some school and company evening shows. As long as the money is in place, stage fright will never be there.

Moreover, this time, unlike the random singing in the small bar last time, Tao Yiyi found accompaniment team to completely remove the score of this song, and accompanied it with some other instruments to make the whole song more complete.

Ren Zha sang on it, and the literary and artistic young men and women on the campus were listening below, and both boys and girls were deeply immersed in it.

Although many boys who participated in the campus song competition with guitars in their hands were disdainful of this song, most girls were obsessed with this set, and they were simply fascinated by listening.

Many girls, including Zhao Siyu, all secretly glanced at their boyfriends and thought to themselves: Can he write such deep affection for me?

Then they all shook their heads gently.

On the backstage of the stage, Tao Yiyi's agent, Sister Mao, looked at Ren Zha who was singing, and said to Tao Yiyi with a sigh:

"Yiyi, I really didn't expect that your friend's presence was so good, but your eyes were still vicious."

Tao Yiyi looked at Ren Zha who was singing with a confused look on her face and said:

"Hey, any work of art is touching with true feelings. My friend wrote his own love..."

At the same time, I silently added a sentence in my heart: It is also my love.

Sister Mao nodded and said:

"No wonder... If your friend wants to join our company, he is welcome to sign a contract at any time. I think he can also take the talent show route, starting with good Chinese songs. However, his voice conditions are average and his appearance conditions are average. In fact, it is more suitable for behind-the-scenes work. What kind of thing can he do later depends on himself."

Tao Yiyi smiled slightly and said:

"Thank you, Sister Mao, I will tell him that it would be great if he could enter the music scene. I think with his talent, he will definitely become a hit."

"A song is nothing. There are too many dazzling meteors in our industry. Continuous creation of high-quality works is the guarantee of becoming popular." Sister Mao gave Tao Yiyi a vaccination first, so that she should not be too optimistic, "Let's relax, watch the show first."

"I understand, Sister Mao, I understand it." Tao Yiyi responded with a smile, listening to Ren Zha's singing, while enviing Dong Shiyu in her heart.

Shiyu is so lovely that even if she is a scumbag, she loves and hates it... Alas, how great it would be if someone could write such a moving song for me...

At this time, Ren Zha was about to sing the complete song. Looking at the crowds of darkness below, his thoughts had already drifted away.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the idea of ​​making social software just now was correct.

Think about it, how big the market is, how big the gap is!

Although it cannot be compared with mainstream social platforms like WeChat and Weibo, software such as Momo Tantan also had a market value of more than one billion or billion at its peak after its popularity.

Although they generally declined later, I am not afraid. Just sell it to the next company at its peak.

Then, let alone paying 30 million to restore Dong Shiyu's freedom, even in front of Hon Hai Group, they will have the confidence to speak.

He can't wait to do it right now, and he wants to go back to the rental house to plan the matter carefully.

As an antique dealer in his previous life, he finally got tens of millions of assets. Although it was a small wealth, it was not enough to compare with those big companies.

Maybe it will be successful in this life.

While thinking about it, he had already sang the last sentence, but for a moment he couldn't remember whether the last sentence was "irritable" or "fuck", so he could only pass by in a vague way:

"Come with me/Ms. Dong...get up/Ms. Dong..."

Then I played a few more chords, which was the ending.

After a few seconds, the audience seemed to wake up like a dream, and began to rush applause, cheers and whistles.

A group of students were excited, and many girls rushed to the side of the stage, wanting to observe Ren Zha up close.

Ren Zha stood up, waved at everyone with a smile, turned around and left, and walked into the backstage.

Tao Yiyi immediately came over and laughed at Ren Zha:

"Singing so well! Ren Zha, it's a complete success! Thank you for your support!"

Ren Zha laughed and said, "Thank you for your little things, thank you for your patrons. Speaking of which, I have to thank you too."

If Tao Yiyi hadn't called him to come to the school anniversary performance, he wouldn't have discovered the business opportunities of social software.

"Let me introduce it. This is my agent, Sister Mao. I have told Sister Mao about your situation. Sister Mao said that if you want, you can come to the company to sign a contract and make a debut directly!" Tao Yiyi turned to the side, gave up Sister Mao, and said to Ren Zha.

Sister Mao looked at Ren Zha with a look of condescending look at the juniors and said:

"Xiao Ren, right? To be honest, if Yiyi hadn't pleaded for you, our company would not have promoted amateurs who had no stage experience at all. I also hope that you can work hard after joining the company and live up to the company's cultivation. However, before that, you will have to go through some interviews from the company."

She is also a veteran in the industry and has led many famous singers. Some of them have become film and television and song tycoons. Although Ren Zha is a little talented in front of her, she doesn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, Ren Zha smiled and waved his hand and said:

"But let it go, how much money can you make as a celebrity? The glory in front of others is not a vassal of capital? And maybe you work for the treasury, earning 800 million yuan with all your money. Oh, I am a straightforward person, don't mind. Yiyi, I appreciate the kindness, I am mainly used to freedom, but don't be discouraged. I will make some money and buy your company. I will give you more resources, and maybe I will be popular again."

Sister Mao was so happy that she said this, Tao Yiyi was also amused:

"Ren Zha, this is such a good opportunity. I think you should think carefully... Sister Mao, he is just kidding, don't mind."

"Enke...Enke...Enke..." At this time, the sound of "Enke" asking Ren Zha to return to the stage and sing another song. I don't know who started to shout louder and louder, neatly: "Enke!Enke!Enke..."

Ren Zha saw that Tao Yiyi's anxiety was from her sincerity, and understood that the other party was really thinking about him, so he couldn't help but feel soft and smiled at Sister Mao:

"I just joked with you. I'm really not good at this. Please ask Gao Ming..."

Then he said to Tao Yiyi: "It's hard to refuse your affection. I'll give you another song, it's free."

As he said that, he picked up the guitar and returned to the stage.

Seeing Ren Zha coming back, thunderous applause and cheers burst out from the audience, and the boys and girls were about to slap their hands.

Ren Zha sat on the chair and tried hard to recall the few songs he had practiced to pick up girls. He had also checked before that most of these songs did not appear in this world and were just for singing.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm. Next song is given to my friend Tao Yiyi. The name of this song is "Mr. Van Gogh"." Ren Zha said with a smile.

Then, the lonely guitar sounded again, and the chords were still the same, but after changing the order, the right hand's playing method was also replaced by the only sweeping strings that Ren Zha knew:

"...Whose father died / Please tell me how to be sad / whose lover is gone / Please tell me how to forget / Let me take a look at you again / The stars and the night..."

Just hearing the first few sentences, Tao Yiyi was already in tears.
Chapter completed!
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