Huayu 2009: Who should we call the Heavenly King?

Chapter 8: Ammunition reserves are plentiful!

finally.

Liu Shu still called over a few girls from his girlfriend's dorm room.

The vote ratio is 3 to 1.

Gao Wenfeng and Sun Qiang both voted in favor.

A one-stop shop for dining and karaoke.

After the event, Liu Shu and his girlfriend left alone, while Shen Yan went back to his rented apartment alone.

He extended his leave in the afternoon, ostensibly to prepare for his first solo album.

Then, Gao Wenfeng and Sun Qiang went back to their dormitory, while the other three girls went back to Beijing Film Academy together.

"Linlin, you don't have feelings for Shen Yan, do you?"

On the way back to the city, Hong Yue nudged her best friend who was also sitting in the back row. The two of them were not only classmates at the High School Affiliated to Shanghai Theatre Academy, but also got into Beijing Film Academy at the same time.

We were roommates after enrollment and became very close.

"I'm going to die."

Pan Zhilin swung her fist and punched her best friend.

"Tsk tsk."

Hong Yue deliberately raised her voice.

"Someone's in love, in love."

After a while of playful banter, Hong Yue lowered her voice and tried to persuade her best friend who was in a bad mood.

"Linlin, Shen Yan has a great reputation; you can't outmaneuver him."

"snort."

Pan Zhilin hummed softly.

Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't.

"You're finished."

Hong Yue switched to the Shanghai dialect.

"Confused and annoyed."

Pan Zhilin ignored her best friend and threw herself back into pursuing handsome men.

[Yan-ge, you sing so well! Let me know next time you have a band performance, I'll definitely be there to support you!]

hum!

Upon seeing this text message, Shen Yan chuckled.

Do you want to listen to music?

Okay, I'm going to get busy now. Let's chat sometime.

After replying to the messages, Shen Yan continued to work on the demo, which was different from the abbreviated versions of the other five songs.

The arrangement of this song is more complete.

After all, this is a single designed to attract investment; how can we not put our heart into it?

After listening to the song one last time, Shen Yan exported it and then dialed Lao Shen's number.

Angel investors don't look for outsiders; they look for family members.

beep!

The phone rang several times before it connected.

"Hello, Dad."

"Hmm, what's up? You've run out of money? I'll transfer it to you tomorrow."

The noise from Lao Shen's side was a bit loud; it was clearly coming from the clubhouse's corridor.

"We've run out of money." Shen Yan coughed lightly. "However, we've asked for a bit too much this time."

How much do you want?

50.

"Um???"

Old Shen remained silent for a long time. When he spoke again, the surroundings had quieted down, and his voice echoed clearly, mostly in the stairwell.

"What did you do? Gambled? Or did you borrow money from loan sharks?"

"No, Dad, can't you think of me in a better light?"

Shen Yan told the truth.

"I want to release an album. I wrote all the songs myself, and the company has already agreed."

Although Shen Yan's family had some savings, he suffered heavy losses during the 05 bird flu outbreak. If it weren't for the help of friends who helped him recover some of his strength, Shen Yan would have been too embarrassed to ask for money.

"I'll think about it."

After a while, Old Shen felt a little more at ease. As long as it wasn't something bad, there was room for negotiation.

"Dad, I wrote a song for you. I'll send it to you on QQ. You can listen to it when you get home."

"Okay, I'm almost done here too."

Old Shen has a QQ account. He registered for it to play online chess. When he's in the office, he plays chess on platforms like Yicheng and Qingfeng whenever he has free time.

I've recently become obsessed with wild foxes.

In the early hours of the morning, Lao Shen returned home after finishing his social engagements. He had completely forgotten about listening to music, and he would have forgotten about it if his son hadn't sent him a text message.

Back home, Old Shen went to his study on the second floor.

Turn on.

drop!

[Dad, this is a demo]

I'm going to sleep now.

After receiving the offline file, Lao Shen opened the song demo.

The electric piano at the beginning didn't really move Lao Shen; he just found it pleasant to listen to.

It seems plausible.

"Wandering, on the road,"

Are you leaving? (via via)

... "

Okay.

The money spent on music lessons wasn't wasted; at least the music I write sounds pleasant.

I have crossed mountains and seas.

We also walked through crowds of people.

Everything I once had

In the blink of an eye, they all vanished like smoke.

I was once lost, disappointed, and directionless.

Until I realized that ordinariness is the only answer…

Upon hearing the chorus, Lao Shen felt his eyes welling up and instinctively reached for his cigarette case.

pat.

Light a cigarette.

I once ruined everything I had.

I just want to leave forever.

I once fell into boundless darkness,

Unable to break free,

I was once like you, like him, like the wild grass and wildflowers.

Despairing, yet yearning.

I cry and laugh in an ordinary way,

Keep walking forward, just keep walking...

Hearing this, Old Shen wiped his eyes.

Back in 05, there was a time when he considered ending it all, but when he thought of his family, his wife and children, his father and mother, he held back.

I gritted my teeth and got through that darkest period.

again and again.

Old Shen played the song on repeat for a long time until the light at the door came on, and Zhou Yan, wearing pajamas and a coat, stood at the door of the study.

"What are you doing so late at night? Aren't you asleep yet?"

"Wife, come here."

Old Shen took off his headphones and glanced at the time. It was 2:30 a.m. However, he wasn't sleepy at all and waved.

"My son wrote a song."

"what?"

Zhou Yan was stunned.

"You listen to music so late at night?"

"Haha, you'll see when you hear it."

As they were talking, Lao Shen unplugged his headphones, and Shen Yan's singing came from the accompanying speakers.

"You once crossed mountains and seas... Everything I once possessed has vanished like smoke in the blink of an eye..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan paused in her steps.

She understood why Lao Shen wasn't sleeping at night.

Zhou Yan then joined in, listening to it again and again.

……

The next day.

Shen Liang was woken up by his alarm clock. He had gone to bed very late last night, working on a demo while waiting for Lao Shen's call.

To everyone's surprise, Old Shen never called.

When I checked my phone, I saw several unread text messages.

【Good night】

This was sent by Pan Zhilin, but Shen Yan didn't reply.

The second one is the one with the hair tied up.

[Yan-ge, you said you'd look for me last time, when are you going to look for me?]

The third item is the operator's weather forecast briefing.

Article 4...

Holy crap!

Shen Yan was shocked to see the string of zeros in the bank deposit notification.

So many zeros, more than on Chunxi Road.

One million?

The fifth item is a short message from Lao Shen.

[Son, I transferred one million. It was originally for a house purchase, but now with that song, once you become a big star, you can earn money to buy your own house.]

Shen Yan ignored Nazha's text message and called Lao Shen first.

A moment later, amidst Lao Shen's praise and encouragement, Shen Yan ended the call and then sent a message to Nazha.

[Wait, you'll hear from me in two weeks at most. I'm asking you to be the female lead in my music video.]

hum!hum!

The text message had just been sent when Naza called.

"Hey, Yan-ge, really?"

"What do you mean, really?" Shen Yan changed the subject.

"She's the female lead in the music video, Yan-ge, are you sure?"

"real."

"So...are you the male lead?"

"it's me."

"ah……"