Start with a pop song

Chapter 3 Panic Ex-girlfriend
Song Dao did not stay here to attend the party, but picked up his guitar and left the auditorium.

It was still early, so he planned to go to the dormitory and pack up some things there.

The original owner had already rented a house outside.

I wanted to use it as a love nest with my girlfriend.

As for Miao Xiu, she went there quite often, but only to improve her food and never lived there.

It’s impossible for young people to not have ideas, but Miao Xiu always said that he wanted to save the most precious thing for the wedding night.

Not to mention playing poker, even kissing is something he resists.

The original owner was very innocent. Although he felt uncomfortable, he was secretly happy in his heart: My girlfriend is really pure...

But for a veteran like Song Dao, doesn't this just mean that he doesn't love you but is still keeping you hanging and enjoying your kindness with a clear conscience?

After hollowing it out, he kicked it open mercilessly.

But it is so pure, like a white lotus...

He also didn't want to think about those scenes in his memory of spending money like water.

It’s nothing, just angry!
It’s especially infuriating from a third-person perspective!
Walking in the familiar yet unfamiliar campus, breathing the slightly hot but very fresh night air, Song felt refreshed.

He was all alone there.

The original owner was also an orphan, with no ties or cares.

After completely cutting off ties with his ex-girlfriend Miao Xiu, he can now feel free to do whatever he wants.

Is music dead?

No future and hope?
Can singers only cover old songs?

The new generation of songwriters have no fame and are looked down upon. It is difficult for them to survive. Is it better to deliver food than to write songs?
That's because I didn't come with the system!

The dormitory was quiet and no one was there.

I guess they were all watching the performance in the auditorium.

Song Dao simply packed up and left.

eight pm.

He returned to the house he rented outside the school, turned on his computer, and prepared to upload the song that had already been registered by the system to the music platform.

Suddenly a video call popped up on the phone.

Glanced at the name.

--Baby.

Damn, forgot to delete it!
Hang up without hesitation.

Open the communication software "Xingge", which is similar to WeChat on Earth.

Deleting friends and blocking phone numbers, the whole process went smoothly.

……

the other side.

Miao Xiu was stunned on the spot!

His eyes widened with disbelief.

Just now, someone sent her photos and videos of Song Dao sitting on the stage and singing.

He is still so handsome!

I have to say, she has a pretty good vision.

If Song Dao was not good-looking, no matter how much he licked her or how many years she licked her, she would not agree and would not even be qualified to be his backup.

When I opened the video, I felt a sense of inexplicable pride in my heart.

——Let me tell you, that’s just the kind of person he is!
"You are so childish. Even after all this, you still want to win me back in this way?"

"But this world is not what you think!"

The next moment she was stunned.

The words on the big screen behind were too bright and too dazzling——

See through love and see through you!

As Song Dao sang, line after line of lyrics flashed on the screen of the Central Conservatory of Music's auditorium, and Miao Xiu's mentality exploded instantly.

"He's going too far. He's going to destroy me!"

People who know exactly what they want at this age are naturally more mature than their peers.

Miao Xiu quickly calmed herself down and was a little frightened.

Once this song becomes popular and the news that she is Song Dao’s girlfriend spreads outside the circle, she will be finished!

This song will become a label that will accompany her throughout her life!

She is not an ordinary person who can hide herself.

She is going to be a star!

And this song will become her biggest black material. The more popular she becomes, the more people will poke holes in her spine!

Now the bitch she shared a bed with was stabbing her in the back.

After eating her snacks for four years, he turned around and exposed her on the campus forum.

What's next?
The image of a materialistic woman who sells love for money will lead her into an abyss from which there is no escape.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her explosive emotions, and planned to call Song Dao.

I'm not trying to get angry or blame you, but I hope to have a good talk.

Qianqian lied to explain and gave Song a little hope.

At worst...at worst I can just give it to him secretly once!
Let him come out and clarify the matter at the appropriate time, considering my love for him over the years.

——Miao Xiu and I are just ordinary classmates, and that song is not about her, it’s just an artistic creation!

Whether anyone believes it or not is not important.

Anyway, the only people who knew about their relationship were those inside the music conservatory.

The real owner has denied it, what else can others say?
Those things on the Internet are just rumors.

——Start with a picture, and all the content depends on editing.

This kind of thing is nothing new.

As a result, when I called, the number was blocked!
"You are so damn narrow-minded, you bastard! Is it really that serious? What good will it do you if you destroy me?!"

The pretty and delicate Miao Xiu completely collapsed.

I couldn't help but curse.

She was really anxious. At this moment, the door of the hotel room was opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly and a bit of alcohol walked in with a smile.

"Baby, are you impatient? I specifically told them not to drink too late because someone is waiting for me!"

"Husband!" Miao Xiu burst into tears.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

……

ten minutes later.

Lu Wen, senior vice president of Times Media, did not show any anger on his face after listening to Miao Xiu's crying and recounting of what happened.

Instead, he frowned and sat there in deep thought.

"Husband, what do you say we should do? Song Dao is too cruel. He wants to destroy me. What should I do if the news gets out?"

Miao Xiu choked up.

She was a little tired from crying now, her hair was disheveled, her almond-shaped eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at the middle-aged man pitifully.

How did you say that?

If you want to be pretty, you have to be filial?

This kind of young and pretty girl has a unique look with her tears in her eyes.

Lu Wen, who had just finished a social event and drank a little bit of wine, suddenly became interested.

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's no big deal. Come here, baby, let's do the business first. I'll take care of this matter!"

Four minutes later.

After taking a shower, Lu Wen came out wrapped in a bath towel and looked at Miao Xiu, who was curled up in the quilt in a daze, with a sage expression on his face.

"If this matter doesn't have much impact, then there's no need to pay attention to it. Let's proceed step by step. I'll arrange for you to join a crew and start as a small actor. It will be easy to make you famous!"

Miao Xiu pursed her lips, still a little dazed.

“If it causes a big impact, then take the opportunity to broadcast it!”

Lu Wen seemed to hope so.

He even looked at Miao Xiu with some excitement.

"Ah? Start broadcasting? Become an internet celebrity?" Miao Xiuxin said, "Then I will be criticized to death?"
"What's wrong with being an internet celebrity? Times have changed, baby. A-list celebrities, music superstars, retired world champions, bigwigs from all walks of life... there are so many people broadcasting online!"

Lu Wen looked at Miao Xiu and said, "Did you do anything wrong? You just broke up with an ex-boyfriend you no longer loved. Isn't it normal for young people to break up and get back together? Then you can play the victim in the live broadcast room, and I will arrange some netizens to criticize that guy, saying that he is narrow-minded and uses this method to destroy others and has a corrupt character!"

"Don't worry, those idiots on the Internet have no ability to distinguish, they just follow the crowd!"

"Remember, being black and popular is also popular! Nowadays, as long as you have something to do with traffic, you will have a steady stream of money! I will give you a push, and you will definitely become famous!"

"When you live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, use the best cosmetics, do the most high-end beauty treatments, and buy the most expensive bags, will what others say affect your exquisite life?"

"But..." Miao Xiu hesitated.

"No buts!" Lu Wen said arrogantly, "Do you still have feelings for him? No, we haven't even slept together, how can there be any feelings? This matter is settled. If a little brat who has never been beaten by society wants to deal with him, I have ten thousand ways to deal with him!"

……

After deleting the contact information of his "ex-girlfriend", Song Dao began to think about his future career development path.

When the original owner's parents were in his third year of high school, they went to visit his grandfather in Yuezhou when they encountered a landslide. The road surface was washed away, and the car fell off a cliff and both had an accident.

My grandparents were so heartbroken that they passed away one after another in the past few years.

The only relatives around me are my grandparents and an uncle. Every time I see them, I can't help but think of my parents, which only adds to my sadness.

So we haven’t had much contact over the years.

Now that he has become a different person, with his current state of mind, he would rather not be disturbed and live the way he wants.

Sing some songs, make some money, and travel around.

When you live your life again, you should always live it more easily and freely.

So he planned to upload this song to a music platform as an independent musician first.

The original owner had been emptied of all his strength, and needed to replenish his blood quickly.

Although this is an era of entertainment to death, it is also more convenient for talented musicians to make money to support themselves than in the past.

I will see later whether it is necessary to find a company as a backer.

After all, working alone requires taking on many risks and challenges, and also requires strong self-management and marketing capabilities.

At this moment, a system prompt suddenly appeared in front of me——

[Current popularity reaches 1, converted to reputation, rewarding the host with bronze treasure chest]

[Congratulations to the host for successfully passing the novice period. From now on, the popularity and reputation will be converted to one hundred to one]

[The lucky draw function is enabled. You can participate once with 5,000 reputation points. Please explore the prizes by yourself. The songs opened in the treasure chest have been automatically registered for the copyright of the host and cannot be given as gifts.]

[The system may trigger tasks at any time. Some tasks must be completed by the host as required. If failed, a certain amount of reputation will be deducted.]

Song Dao was slightly stunned.

He was not surprised that the video might have been uploaded to apps like Tik Tok and Kuaishou.

According to my memory, it should be "Audio-visual" and "My Show".

But he was a little surprised that the system prompted that the popularity exceeded 100,000 so quickly.

Look at the time, it's only eight twenty.

It has been more than an hour since we finished singing.

It’s hard for it to ferment in such a short time, but there are more than 100,000 people watching it?

Did someone vote for it?

Are people so boring nowadays?

What really surprised him was that there was an unexpected gain!
His previous elementary and varied voices and advanced guitar techniques had already made him feel the power of the system.

As for the system reminder that songs cannot be gifted?
It’s unnecessary. Am I that kind of generous person?
I didn't have time to look at anything else at the moment and immediately recited it silently in my heart.

"Open the treasure chest!"

An exquisitely shaped bronze treasure chest suddenly appeared before my eyes and slowly opened.

"It's quite ceremonial." Song Dao complained in his heart.

Then the treasure chest turned into words.

【From the pop song library...】

When Song Dao saw the title of the song, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes gradually widened and he looked like he was saying, "Are you kidding me?"

“Is this called a slobbery song?”

(End of this chapter)