I, C position, counterattack

Lin Lang took his mobile phone and searched on the star network, and soon understood what was going on.

"The video of your singing the day before yesterday was posted on the Internet, and it was pushed on the homepage of Xingwang News." When Lin Lang said this, he was very excited. Looking at the popularity of the scene, this clearly shows that An Ran has the potential to become popular. .

Maybe in the future, I can participate in announcements and commercial performances. Even if I can't, it should be a good income with so many people listening to songs and giving rewards.

Lin Lang was so excited, he really wanted to twist his waist and swing his hips.

Unlike Lin Lang's excitement, An Ran was not happy at all after knowing the result.

In addition to pushing some celebrities and famous events, Xingwang also selects a few interesting folk events to push news every day.

With so many videos, why did he just fall in love with him?

Look at the news headline again, "King of mask singer kneels, throat kissed by angels, the master is among the people".

Mask singer?What is this called?He was about to suffer from embarrassment.

An Ran didn't feel how good her voice was at all?

Now that Xingwang has pushed his singing video, his popularity will be greatly improved in a short period of time, at least in the local area. This is not the result he wants.

He still has a contract, and he is not allowed to work part-time during the contract period. If Dooley seizes this point to trouble him, he is currently unable to compete with Dooley.

Writing a novel is different. Every website will keep the identity information of the author strictly confidential. This is another job that does not require social interaction. Dooley is not so capable to find out these things.

I also secretly decided in my heart that I won't come tomorrow after singing today.

Then An Ran said a few polite words to everyone, and soon began to play and sing. Many people picked up their mobile phones to record the video, and some people hummed along with An Ran's singing tune.

After more than an hour, An Ran finished singing and packed up his things to leave. Many people wanted to hear him sing again, shouting for An Ran to sing a few more songs.

Someone was even willing to give a few hundred more coins, An Ran shook her head, then picked up the microphone and said: "Thank you very much for liking my singing, but I'm sorry, I won't be here starting tomorrow."

Everyone was surprised, and someone asked: "You won't come tomorrow, are you going to sing in another place? Is that place far away? Where?"

"Little Prince Mask, I'm your fan. I like the songs you sing very much. Are these songs original by you? The lyrics are great."

An Ran didn't answer this question directly, he didn't want to continue to be famous, and after repeatedly saying sorry to everyone, he insisted on leaving.

More than 20 minutes after An Ran left, a man with a green mustache drove over in a hover sports car, anxious to find someone in the crowd.

After searching for a while, he didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he inquired about the situation anxiously, and got a sad news that the person he wanted to see would not come to sing tomorrow.

This man is Zeng Lei, a famous music producer. He accidentally saw the video on Xingwang, and was immediately attracted by An Ran's singing.

If it's just like this, he won't have to make a special trip, just find someone to come.

Mainly those composing and writing lyrics, especially the song "Goodbye Time".

Zeng Lei can be sure that if this song is recorded in a recording studio, it will definitely be a song that can hit the sales chart.

How could he let go of such a musical genius.

How could Zeng Lei not feel annoyed that he came all the way, but passed by the other party a step late.

After wandering around for a while, he was sure that An Ran would not come back, so Zeng Lei could only leave discouraged.

When he came to his suspension sports car, he said angrily, "It's all because you drive too slowly. I'll replace you tomorrow."

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After returning home, An Ran immediately told Lin Lang of her decision.

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I have my own reasons, I can't sing any more." An Ran said apologetically, "I will move out from here tomorrow."

Originally, he earned money by singing every day and Lin Lang split half a share, and An Ran thought it was okay to live in his house, but it would be a bit embarrassing if he continued to stay here in this situation.

"Are we brothers now? If you can't sing, I'll let you go. Am I such a philistine?" Lin Lang narrowed his eyes and tossed his hair.Everyone has their own little secret, and Lin Lang didn't intend to ask An Ran why he stopped singing.Xiaoxiang waved his big hand and said: "Usually I'm bored by myself, it's good for you to have someone to talk with me here, don't move."

An Ran was a little embarrassed: "Then why don't I pay half of your rent?"

I've earned some money from singing these days, so I can afford the rent.

"Alright, then we might as well rent another house. We can't let you sleep on the sofa all the time. Don't you still want to write novels? This is a job that needs to recharge your batteries."

An Ran nodded: "Okay, then you can choose a house, I have no objection to the room."

Writing requires a relatively quiet environment, a separate room is also good.

Lin Lang was the first friend An Ran made after coming to this world, and An Ran also felt that she got along well with him.

Back when he hadn't made money from singing, Lin Lang proposed to cooperate to make money for him. At that time, it was because he had no money and wanted to take care of himself. An Ran felt that such a person should not be bad.

Lin Lang was halfway through counting the money, and then remembered the question someone asked in the square today.

He raised his head and asked, "By the way, someone in the square today asked if you wrote these songs yourself?"

An Ran thought for a while and nodded: "I wrote it. I used to write songs occasionally when I was free."

These songs were written by the original owner, and now that he has passed through them, he is the original owner.

"I really didn't realize that you are actually a talented musician." Lin Lang said with a smile, and he didn't pay much attention to it before. He didn't have a thorough understanding of pop music, and he always thought that An Ran sang it just like him.

"Then are your songs registered for copyright?"

An Ran shook her head.

Lin Lang, who was counting the money, put down the money in his hand, and said seriously: "Your singing videos have been uploaded on the Internet in the past two days. These songs must be somewhat popular. You have not registered copyright and you are singing with a mask. One, if someone impersonates you, you can't tell."

An Ran said seriously: "Brother Lin, you really reminded me."

An Ran quickly opened the MG website, which is the only online registration and original copyright website for MG digital music in the whole interstellar world.

Real-name verification is required, not only to scan the ID card, but also to take pictures and scan the face. Of course, these information websites will also be kept confidential.

Submitted the music copyright application for all the songs I sang in the past few days.

Awaiting the results of the review.

When registering the copyright just now, An Ran also thought of an idea.

Maybe he can record these songs and upload them to music websites.

There are two ways to listen to music on music websites, one is to upload it for everyone to listen to for free, and the other is to charge.

The choice of charging or free of charge depends entirely on the decision of the copyright owner.

But it's too early to say these things, and everything can only be implemented after the music copyright registration is successful.

What's more, recording songs requires professional equipment and a recording studio, and he doesn't have that much money yet.

After Lin Lang finished counting the money, the corners of his mouth almost went to the back of his head, his eyes narrowed again, "Not bad, we earned a total of 6270 yuan today."

An Ran is also happy, so at least she doesn't have to worry about renting a house.

After Lin Lang divided the money, he put An Ran's share on his desk and said, "Are you writing novels again?"

An Ran joked: "Now I can't sing anymore, I have to work harder to write novels."

Lin Lang smiled back and said, "Then you write it, and strive to become a god as soon as possible, so that I can sell your autographed book."

Lin Lang lay on the bed, took out a bag of marinated eggs from the drawer, and began to check the rental information on his mobile phone while eating.

Now that the technology is advanced, the rental house can present a holographic three-dimensional image, and you can clearly see the condition of the house, and you can quickly know whether you like it or not.

An Ran continued to turn on the optical brain, and logged into the background to check the status of the novel.

There are two site shorts in the background, one is that the novel has been changed to a signed contract status, which means that the site has received the contract courier.

The other one was actually recommended by a short website, which made An Ran quite satisfied, and the red envelope arranged for him to recommend it so quickly.

Looking at the novel data again, after having the recommendation, his novel data is much better than before when no one cares about it, and there are dozens of comments on it, which surprised him.

"Wow, this book is so interesting. The revival of spiritual energy triggers supernatural powers. The author's brain is very clear. I will keep chasing it."

"I accidentally clicked on this book, but I didn't expect a surprise, so I remind you to change it."

"Boss, look at my serious face, this is a serious comment."

"I really like the setting of this book, but it's a pity that it's only 1 words, it's not enough to read, I really want to climb into the big manuscript box."

An Ran saw that the comments on the book were basically all exaggerations, except for two that said she didn't like the subject matter.

This is also normal, and it is difficult for everyone to agree. There is no book that can be liked by every reader. We can only try to make most people like it.

With the readers' comments, An Ran became more motivated to code and write, and she became a code writer again sitting in front of the optical brain.

When Red Packet saw An Ran's data in the background, he grinned so hard that his mouth was covered in grins. When recommended by the same list, An Ran's data dropped a lot compared to other authors on the same list.

Look at that point of income ratio, two to one very high ratio data.

Generally, only the books of the great gods can do it. They all have a foundation of old fans, so they can't be compared.

New Book List is a natural list of new books in Jinjiang Literature City.

As long as a new book is published within a month, no matter whether it is a master or a new author, it can be listed. There are a total of 100, and the ranking is based on the level of points.

The exposure rate of the top ten positions on the new book list is very strong, comparable to some big recommendations.

The points are based on the overall popularity, including favorites, rewards, clicks, subscriptions, and messages.

Great gods have many readers and many fans. Generally, when they first start an article, there will be various rewards, clicks and messages. The top ten positions on the new book list are generally only small gods can enter.

An Ran's book has already entered the top [-], although it is still at the bottom, it is not bad for a newcomer.

For the next two days, An Ran would write novels at home, eat when she was full, and sleep when she was tired.

He really has nothing else to do, as if the days have returned to the days when he stayed at home and coded in his previous life.

The music copyright registration side also passed the review on the third day.

An Ran simply registered all the remaining dozen or so songs created by the original owner.

Three days later, Lin Lang picked a house with two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen, and it took the two of them half a day to move.

The rent is 1200 star coins a month, and one bet is paid for one. A few days ago, they collaborated and sang and shared it equally and each earned more than 4000 star coins. It is not a big problem to share the rent equally.

Lin Lang probably considered An Ran's reason for wanting to write a novel, and chose a special location for him with a special lighting.

"Brother Lin, I want to borrow your brain for a few more days." An Ran said with a smile.

After paying the rent, there are only more than 2000 star coins left, which is not enough to buy an optical computer, not to mention that there is still some time before the novel enters V.

"Use it, let's use it." The computer Lin Lang bought for playing games, but later found that the configuration is not high enough, and playing games is not as easy to use as a mobile phone.

Enron, who had an optical brain, began to code and write without going out, often thirty or forty thousand a day.

Five thousand are sent out every day, and the rest are kept for manuscripts.

The score of the novel is also rising day by day, the recommendation of the novel is changed twice a week, after testing the waters, the red envelope has arranged a more prominent recommendation for An Ran.

Although Hongbao is very optimistic about An Ran's book, it can't break the website's recommendation system, and can't push Dafeng all at once.

However, Hongbao has confidence. As far as the content of this book is concerned, it will be a matter of time before it gets ahead, and the data is the best proof.

Every time "Have a Demonic Aura" is recommended, the data will outperform other people on the same list by a large margin.

Now they have rushed to the top fifty of the new book list, and the speed of climbing the list is very fast.

With such a fast rushing speed, the novel was reported for scoring.