League of Legends: The Right Hand of God

In the end, Zhang Yifeng didn't let Jiang Xueqin go home alone at night.

Although his home is not far from Xue Meng's house, even only about 5 minutes away, and there is absolutely no need to worry about the security of this high-end villa area, and no one else can enter at all.

But Zhang Yifeng still sent Jiang Xueqin to his door, and said goodbye.

The feeling of passing through the house without entering is really subtle.

After Zhang Yifeng returned to Xue Meng's room, his hands began to itch again.

He played a full game, he only played more than ten games today, which is less than half of his usual daily training volume, and mission rewards are hanging there, you always want to get them as soon as possible.

But at this time the computer belongs to Xue Meng.

Xue Meng removed the keyboard and put her equalizer and various plug-in musical instruments instead.

At this time, I also opened a bunch of mixing and tuning software, and started to compose music.

At the beginning, Zhang Yifeng was able to take a look at it with great interest, because of the aristocratic education he received when he was a child, although Zhang Yifeng is not proficient in rhythm, at least he knows how to appreciate it.

But after watching it for a long time, I feel itchy after all, and I want to come to the exciting canyon top ranking.

"Uh, Mengmeng, do you have any other computers at home?" Zhang Yifeng finally asked.

"No, my dad doesn't need it, and all the things that need to use the computer are left to the subordinates."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't hide the disappointment on his face anymore.

This is very uncomfortable.

Xue Meng turned to look at Zhang Yifeng, a little funny.

The internet-addicted teenager rumored by the outside world is really true. He hasn't touched the computer for a few hours, so it looks like he's addicted to cigarettes.

"That's Mengmeng, let's discuss something with you, lend me some money, and I'll get another computer..."

humble.

It's humble. At this time, Zhang Yifeng looks like an old man after marriage, asking his wife for pocket money.

Xue Meng was angry and funny: "Hey! You still have 5000 million in your arms! You can use it to buy hundreds of computers with the highest configuration and open as many Internet cafes as you want! And ask me to borrow money to buy a computer???"

Zhang Yifeng had a bitter face, asking him to use Zhang Rinzhi's money, wouldn't that mean he succumbed to his money offensive?
impossible!does not exist!
Xue Meng had a thought, and suddenly said: "It's not impossible to lend you money, you have to answer me a question."

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up: "You ask, what else can I hide from you!"

"When you were a professional, what was your annual salary?"

"At most, it's a million dollars. Why do you ask this?"

"Where did it go?"

"Uh...it's over."

"Where are the flowers?"

"Good wine, good meat, good car and good house."

Zhang Yifeng was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, with Xue Meng's family background, he would definitely not care about his millions, so why did he ask in such detail.

"I'll give you another chance to reorganize the language, where is it?"

Xue Meng frowned, stared, and asked.

Zhang Yifeng knew how clumsy his lie just now was, he felt guilty immediately, and his eyes began to dodge.

Xue Meng did not intend to let him go.

Although Zhang Yifeng can own hundreds of millions of assets if he wants to, but he doesn't have any. This is what Xue Meng likes about Zhang Yifeng.

That is not material.

How can someone who can live in a 200 yuan guest house spend money indiscriminately?
Zhang Yifeng was a little helpless. In the end, he still explained to Xue Meng where the money from his professional career in those years went.

"Borrowed."

"Who did you lend it to? You won't be cheated!" Xue Meng was a little worried. People like Zhang Yifeng who only devoted themselves to e-sports, who was ignorant of world affairs and had never been severely beaten by society, might really be punished. cheat.

"No, I am a good brother, Fa Xiao."

Xue Meng looked directly into Zhang Yifeng's eyes, this time Zhang Yifeng didn't dodge, because what he said was indeed true.

In the past five years, most of his salary has indeed been lent to others, because the base has food, drink and a place to sleep, so he basically has no expenses.

"Did he say when to return it? Have you established any evidence?" Xue Meng was a little skeptical.

"Uh, no..."

"You are an idiot! What if he doesn't pay you back!" Xue Meng was a little anxious. What she was worried about was not the money, but Zhang Yifeng. This person won't be out of his mind!
Millions!

That's money too!
"If you don't pay it back, I won't pay it back, anyway, I don't need it." Zhang Yifeng shrugged, not caring.

"You!" Xue Meng was in a hurry, but after all, it was not her own money, and she seemed unable to really hold Zhang Yifeng accountable, so she could only curse an idiot secretly, and let it go.

In the end, under Zhang Yifeng's kind words, Xue Meng placed an order for him with a top-end computer in all aspects, and called his own logistics to take care of the delivery. Not surprisingly, tomorrow morning will be there.

After Zhang Yifeng learned that there would be a new computer tomorrow, the itch in his heart was a little less, and he was ready to take a bath and sleep and wait for tomorrow.

But Xue Meng stopped him.

"Don't go, give me some advice, mainly about the song."

Zhang Yifeng was taken aback. He knew that Xue Meng was creating a new musical work, but what advice could he give for a half-hearted person?
"I don't understand!" Zhang Yifeng wanted to run away immediately.

"I know you understand! At least you should appreciate it!" Xue Meng grabbed Zhang Yifeng's soft waist and twisted it. Zhang Yifeng suffered from pain, so he had no choice but to sit down and accompany Xue Meng to compose the music.

It wasn't until midnight that Xue Meng's new song finally took shape.

Zhang Yifeng was also amazed.

If someone had told Zhang Yifeng before that a piece of music could be made in one night, he would not believe it, and even if it was made, it would definitely be a defective product.

But Xue Meng's song is different. Not only is it highly completed, but the style is also a mixture of popular and young people's favorite telecommunications. There is even a melody that Zhang Yifeng can secretly guess is rap.

Combining these elements together, if it is not done well, it will definitely be a rubbish work that ruins people's ears, but Xue Meng's song has found that balance point, which makes Zhang Yifeng have to marvel at Xue Meng's musical performance. attainments and talents.

After the basic framework of the song was finalized, it was time to fill in the lyrics. Zhang Yifeng really didn't know anything about it. Xue Meng didn't force Zhang Yifeng to stay here anymore. In fact, she didn't want Zhang Yifeng to stay here either.

Because the song she wrote was written for Zhang Yifeng.

Surprise, no surprise, how can there be joy.

The next day, the news that Xue Meng's new song was about to be released instantly detonated the entire entertainment circle.

Countless Xue Meng's die-hard fans all came to the bottom of Xue Meng's official Weibo to check in, and handed over to TP to listen to the new song as soon as it was released.

But they were all wrong.

First of all, Xue Meng announced that this song is permanently free and does not belong to any album.

Secondly, the release method was changed to live broadcast online, and the full version of the subsequent recording will be released on major music platforms.

And the release time is tonight.