Son, how did you become the richest man in elementary school?

Occasionally participate in discussions.

Instead, he met a person whose ID was "Bad Person". This person obviously had very good attainments in music, and many things he said were very tricky and incisive.

However, this guy doesn't seem to be doing well.

After chatting with him for a few words, Gu Xiu found that this person was a bit depressed, with the feeling that he had great ability but had nowhere to display it.

This is actually quite normal.

When the big waves wash the sand, many times it actually flows away with the gold.

Those who are in the entertainment industry don't shine with gold.

This thing.

Fate!

Anyway, idle is idle.

Gu Xiu had a lot of chats with the bad guys, and by the way, he drank some poisonous chicken soup, and the chat was quite pleasant.

But not long after, there was no news from the bad guy, and Gu Xiu didn't care, and simply turned to look at the computer screen next to him.

Is to see the legend!

When the owner of the Internet cafe shouted that the time was up, Gu Xiu was still a little bit unsatisfied.

Next, waited for three days.

Gu Xiu went to the Internet cafe again, but to his disappointment, there was still no news in the mailbox, and the previous submissions disappeared.

As usual, I chatted with the bad guys for a while, and the two even added QQ friends.

Two days later, I went to the Internet cafe again. Not surprisingly, there was still no response from the mailbox.

Gu Xiu was a little depressed.

It happened that bad people came to chat with him, and Gu Xiu talked about it, but the bad people taught him a good lesson.

"Record companies have their own designated partners, and the lyrics and arrangements are written by special people."

"As for wild submissions, basically no one cares. Even if they care, they need song demos. If there are no demos, they will pass directly."

"Even Jay Chou was rejected many times when he was not popular, not to mention he still has a record company to help him, let alone an ordinary person."

"Besides, you contributed Mo Wenwei. I bet her mailbox is full of manuscripts. You are lucky to see your submission."

Seeing these words, Gu Xiu fell into deep thought.

Thinking about it carefully, my own thoughts are indeed a bit too naive.

It's really a layman watching the fun.

I really naively thought that I could make a lot of money by copying a song casually.

"What, are you injured?" It seems that seeing Gu Xiu not replying for a long time, the bad guy over there sent a message.

blanched.

This bastard has a camera?

Gu Xiu felt extremely resentful, but he was unwilling to lose his momentum:

"This song of mine is shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. Sister Mo didn't see it. I dare say it must be her loss. I will regret it in the future."

Bad guy: "When I first wrote a song, I thought so too."

Your father Gu: "Don't talk if you can't talk."

The gap between reality and ideal is a bit too big, which makes Gu Xiu, a primary school student, very hurt.

Look at your manuscript.

Look at the empty mailbox again.

Your father Gu: "Today is a day destined to make countless people sigh."

Bad guy: "???"

Your father Gu: "The music world lost a super song father."

Bad guy: "..."

I was about to turn off the computer, but saw a new message from the bad guy.

"Actually, if you're not willing, you can send me your song for a look. I'm just worried about new songs."

"Of course, the premise is that your songs are really as good as you say, after all, I'm still quite picky."

Gu Xiu scoffed at these words.

Think I don't know?

This unlucky kid is just a depressed, half-dead kind of cool coffee in the circle, how dare you say picky?

but.

After thinking about it, Gu Xiu still forwarded the email that no one cared about to the bad person.

Purely unwilling.

After the sending was completed, Gu Xiu went offline immediately after saying a word.

Today, even the interest in looking at the display next door is gone.

And when the primary school students are depressed.

Treasure Island, a certain apartment.

A man with a baby face and short hair cut short, looking at the dimmed QQ profile picture, couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Why is this guy acting like a child?

However, he was also curious about this netizen who has always been able to chat with him, who obviously does not have a solid foundation, but has many strange opinions.

What is the song written like?

When I clicked on the email, I saw a completely unencrypted document inside.

The man shook his head helplessly.

This is too yummy.

However, after laughing, he still clicked on the document and looked at the music score in it.

But with just one glance, the man froze in place.

His eyes were full of shock.

Unable to help himself, he just looked at the score and hummed gently following the melody.

A beautiful melody emerges.

That's all for a song, the man couldn't wait to look at the lyrics.

Looking at it this way, I was even more surprised.

He hurriedly walked to the piano, put his hands on the keys, and played along with the melody again.

Just humming softly before, he was extremely surprised by the melody.

At this moment, it turned into the sound of nature!

Into his ears!

Straight into his head and heart!

once, twice, three times...

After playing it ten times, the man suddenly stood up and picked up the phone. Because he was so excited, he even pressed the wrong phone twice.

Finally, after finding the number, the man dialed out immediately:

"Brother Sheng, I found the title song of the album!"

"It was written by a netizen I know, and I plan to ask him to authorize me to sing."

"What is your name?"

The man froze for a moment, then looked at the computer screen:

"Light Chaser!"

Chapter 13

Three days later, another weekend.

"Gu Xiu, have you finished your homework, boy? Do your homework if you haven't finished, don't moan all day long."

"Dad, think about it again, buy a computer."

"I'm still thinking about this with you kid. I inquired. A computer costs several thousand dollars. I run a restaurant. Why buy a computer?"

"Scientific management, digital invoicing and personnel management, our teacher said, this is the big trend in the future."

"Go away, I'm just a small restaurant. There are only a few people, big cats and small cats, and they are managed scientifically. What's the matter with your teacher, I'll talk to him when I'm free."

At the entrance of the restaurant, Gu Xiu sat down holding a ponytail, resting his chin with his hands and full of resentment.

sad.

Gu Xiu has been thinking about other ways to make money ever since he realized that the road of songwriting is not going to work.

Speaking of which, as a future man.

There are really many ways.

But the problem is that any opportunity is not a primary school student, and a primary school student with little ability can grasp it.

After much deliberation, Gu Xiu felt that the way to get rich had to come from his old profession.

Internet computer field.

Across the network cable, there are many things that can be operated. After all, Gu Xiu in his previous life was a game producer himself.

Basically, most of the power is on the computer Internet.

But the problem is.

Gu Xiu didn't have a computer, so when he went to a black Internet cafe, the Internet users next to him would affect his work, and secondly, many operations were really inconvenient in the Internet cafe.

not to mention.

Four yuan an hour is an unbearable price for a six-year-old elementary school student.

then.

He proposed to Comrade Gu Jianjun to buy a computer.

As a result, it was naturally suppressed, and even almost shaved off.

Gu Xiu also knew that this was a fantasy. After all, the restaurant was about to open, and there was no spare money at all.

Now, Gu Jianjun wished he could split a dime in half and spend it.

buy a computer?

I want to eat fart!

Comprehensible belongs to understanding, and the depression is also depressed.

"Hey, why are you here, Gu Xiu?" Just when Gu Xiu was worried, a childish voice came.

Looking back, I saw a girl with twin ponytails and two small canine teeth standing pretty not far away.

"Sister Xiaoyun!"

Gu Xiu revived with full blood, and leaned forward.

This is a third-year senior, and she was also the girl who taught Gu Xiu the red scarf. Because of the other's face...study performance, Gu Xiu would play with her when she was free at school.

After all, teachers all advocate playing with students who are good at learning.

At first, the young lady was not happy.

Later, he discovered that Gu Xiu, a little brother who was a head shorter than himself, was very interesting and could always make himself laugh.