Reborn I don't need a heroine

Yan Xingzhou graduated from a Chinese language and literature major at a key university. After graduation, entering a newspaper company as an editor is not only a professional match, but also a personal aspiration.

Apart from his daily work, Yan Xingzhou's greatest hobbies are reading and writing. Of course, what I write is not novels, but critical articles on music, movies, etc., as well as essays on life. These are all he is willing to write, and he can continue to write without payment. No motive for profit, no pressure from anyone, just write what you want regardless of whether people appreciate it or not—in his opinion, this is pure writing.

As for the few music review articles I posted on my WeChat official account later, they got the attention of many people, which was a surprise.

But now, it seemed that this surprise brought more opportunities?

The other end of the phone seemed to think about it, and continued: "Yes, it can be said to be an advertisement, but I am very confident in the quality of this work. You can listen to it first, and forget it if you think it is not suitable."

Yan Xingzhou swallowed.

He suddenly realized that the WeChat official account in his hand seemed to be a bowl for eating? Yan Xingzhou, who had never made money directly from writing, felt that two completely different choices appeared in front of him at this moment.

Or, stick to the original intention of the author of the text, do not charge, and remain firm and honest with yourself and readers.

Or, take the advertising fee and start a decent side business.

How should I choose?

Based on his long-standing habits and concepts, he should actually refuse this kind of philistine business request. But the desperation he was facing in his workplace made him have to think carefully.

So Yan Xingzhou replied: "I want to think about it again, is that okay?"

Wang Heng: "Think about what?"

Yan Xingzhou: "I never thought of making money from this before, and such things as advertising..."

Wang Heng: "Three thousand."

Yan Xingzhou: "What?"

Wang Heng: "One price, three thousand."

Yan Xingzhou still couldn't believe his ears: "Wait...can you say it again?"

Wang Heng: "Let me repeat for the last time, I ask you to write a recommendation article and comment on my singer and that song in a professional and positive way. An article is 3,000 yuan. The key is to be positive, you know. "

Yan Xingzhou's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Ten seconds ago he was still hesitating, but at this moment, he replied without hesitation: "No problem, I will write!"

It's just an article, and it's already half a month's salary, so why hesitate?

Writing articles to tout for advertising fees really goes against his long-standing concept...but the manuscript fees paid by others are really too much.

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Wang Heng hung up the phone, returned the phone to Ye Xun, smiled and gave a thumbs up: "It's done."

Ye Xun was a little dazed: "Is it three thousand yuan for an article?"

Pei Ningle on the side was also a little unbelievable: "Are you being too generous?"

Wang Heng shook his head: "If you want people to be convinced, you must pay enough. And now everyone just doesn't understand the WeChat official account, so they don't have an accurate assessment of the value. I read his article and the comments below. Those readers The recognition and stickiness are worth the price."

Pei Ningle still had some doubts: "Really? Anyway, I have to sing in bars for more than ten days to get so much money."

"It's okay, I'll pay, you don't have to worry about it."

Wang Heng spoke a little domineeringly, and seemed a little unreasonable. But in Pei Ningle's eyes, this kind of performance was a little unexpectedly charming.

In her impression, Wang Heng has always been a gentle boy, but the side he showed now... In short, she doesn't hate it.

Ye Xun worried, "But do you have enough money? I haven't given you a tutoring fee since last month."

"Oh, by the way, you don't know yet," Wang Heng said with a smile, "I used to help others manage their money and speculate in Bitcoin, and I also invested in it myself, so I made some money. So you definitely don't need to worry about my money. not enough."

"Bitcoin?" Ye Xun couldn't help being stunned.

"Yes, about a few hundred thousand..."

Wang Heng continued to explain, but Pei Ningle couldn't help but secretly delighted.

Look, he told himself first and then Ye Xun, what does this mean?

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Before hearing that song, Yan Xingzhou received a transfer of one thousand yuan from the other party.

The moment he saw the money transfer text message, he began to conceive - even if the song the other party wanted to push was really bad, he had to find something to praise, this is professionalism!

Then, after clicking on the link sent by his manager Wang Heng, Yan Xingzhou began to listen to the song "Lost".

"The arrangement is very simple, to put it bluntly...minimalist?"

As soon as the prelude started, Yan Xingzhou was already trying to find something good to say. But after a few seconds, when the girl's voice sounded, he immediately forgot the good words he just found.

"This voice, this voice..."

A few minutes later, a song finished playing, and Yan Xingzhou looked at the blank document on the computer screen, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

Before listening to the music, he had already thought about the beginning, but now that he thought about it carefully, how could such a cliché beginning describe such a good voice?

Yes, the key is the voice. In his opinion, the arrangement of this song is really ordinary, even crude. The melody is smooth, but not amazing. The lyrics are good, but some words are a bit jerky. The whole song is not outstanding, but with this voice, it is very brilliant, very nice.

He suddenly had an idea and found the angle to write.

[The so-called good-sounding is a subjective criterion, just like some people like seafood, while others are not sensitive to thanks. The same is true for music. Different people will give different opinions on what kind of voice is a good voice. But I have to say, just today, an indescribable voice hit the softest part of my heart...]

In this way, Yan Xingzhou used his personal subjective feelings as the starting point, first wrote about his own feeling of listening to this song, and exaggerated the voice of the singer named Pei Ningle.

But this alone is definitely not enough. After all, the previous articles have analyzed the musicality, so it is definitely unreasonable not to mention it at all in this article.

So, after boasting about his voice, he finally started to discuss the creation of the song:

[Whether it is the creation of lyrics or accompaniment, there is actually one key point that cannot get rid of, that is, as a song, what is its soul. In rock music, the voice of the lead singer is often just an instrument, not more important than the bass and drums, so we can see that the post-rock that abandons the human voice can also form a wave. 】

[But pop music is different, the core is always the human voice. Precisely because the human voice is the core, the lyrics and music arrangements must serve around the singer's voice. And this song is an excellent example...]

To actually exaggerate such a new angle, Yan Xingzhou almost threw himself into the ground. Looking at the advance payment of 1,000 yuan, he is even more motivated.

What? Literati? What it is? Can I eat it?

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