My charm in the world of women is explosive

How could such a large media company not know a few songwriters?

But he still didn't give up, and said shamelessly: "Actually, I just want to find someone to take a look. How about you take a look at the song I wrote first?"

What catches your eyes!

If it weren't for Chen Yan's good looks, if it was any other ordinary person, Song Ping would have been impatient a long time ago.

In her opinion, this little boy was just being carried away by passion at the moment, and he was also self-righteously artistic. Did he think that just writing some nonsense and meaningless sentences could be called a song?

To really make a song, whether it is the lyrics, melody, or rhythm, it often takes a lot of effort to produce it, so that the song can have a unique style.

If it is just made up casually, it will be nothing more than a pop song. Even if a singer is willing to sing it, it will only ruin his reputation.

Song Ping originally wanted to refuse directly, but when she saw Chen Yan's pleading eyes, she couldn't help but feel moved.

Especially when the other person takes the initiative to grab your hand, the tender and smooth touch makes it difficult to let go.

Damn it, she actually used the beauty trap!

All of a sudden, a bold idea came into her mind.

Song Ping swallowed her saliva, sighed, and then said, "In that case, I'll take a look. I have to state in advance that I'm not a professional and it's difficult for me to evaluate the quality of the song. If I really think it's okay, I can take it back and let the company's professionals take a look."

"No problem, no problem!"

Chen Yan nodded repeatedly.

He is still very confident in the popular works from his original world.

After all, those songs themselves have been tested by the market.

Although the identities of men and women in this world have been reversed and interchanged, the commonalities in art are always the same.

This can be seen from the song "First Dream" that I sang last time in the night.

So Chen Yan is not worried about the quality of the songs, he is only worried that others will not recognize their value.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to take another more extreme approach.

For example, you can just write a few songs and upload them to the Internet, which is equivalent to making them available to people for free.

Once the song becomes popular, other people will naturally notice him as the creator, and who knows, they may ask him to write songs for them later.

However, this would be too inefficient and wasteful.

So it would be great if Song Ping could help contact the professionals in her company directly.

But the other party's next sentence made Chen Yan stunned.

"But this doesn't seem to be the right place. It's a bit too noisy. How about we talk in my car? Did you bring the songs?"

Although the other party spoke casually, Chen Yan couldn't help but face darkening.

Because at this moment, the system's prompts were echoing madly in his mind.

[Song Ping desires the host, host's charm value +50]

[Song Ping desires the host, host's charm value +50]

[Song Ping desires the host, host's charm value +50]

[Song Ping desires the host, host's charm value +50]

【...】

This series of prompts are being refreshed at a very fast speed, and there is no sign of stopping.

Normally, even if ordinary people are attracted by charm, the charm bonus they contribute is often only about 10.

And even if it refreshes again, it will be after a few minutes.

Chen Yan had encountered a rapid refresh situation like the one in front of him before.

But this usually happens when the other party really has an idea and intends to put it into action.

So... they were trying to trick me into going to the car? To make it easier for them?

Realizing this, Chen Yan felt numb.

I've heard about the darkness of the entertainment industry, but I didn't expect it to be this dark.

I just wanted her to help me identify the song, but now she's trying to take advantage of me?

After staring at Song Ping for a while, the system prompts showed no sign of stopping, and Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"Have you been drinking?"

Hearing this, Song Ping was stunned for a moment, but she didn't think too much about it. All she had in her mind was the tender and smooth feeling just now.

"Yes...I drank a little, but it's okay. It won't affect me. Let's talk in the car."

Chen Yan shook his head.

"Forget it. I suddenly thought about it and felt that what you said made sense. I really didn't think it through. A student like me, firstly, has no experience, secondly, no artistic talent, and thirdly, I didn't graduate from a technical college. Even if I got some inspiration and wrote a song, how good could it be!"

"Forget it, forget it. I was inconsiderate enough to call you over this time. I'm really sorry!"

"what?"

Now it was Song Ping's turn to be confused.

Wasn't everything fine? Why did it change so suddenly?

How could this man change his mind faster than turning the pages of a book!

Chapter 152

Since he had sensed the other party's ill intentions, Chen Yan naturally would not take the bait again.

Putting yourself in danger is something only a fool would do.

In a small space like a vehicle, even if you are good at martial arts, it will be of no use.

Because there was no room to move or dodge, and the physical differences between men and women in this world were huge, if Song Ping really wanted to do something to him, he would not even have the ability to resist.

Although from the perspective of the normal world, it seems that there will be no loss.

But for Chen Yan, it was a spiritual insult!

Even Song Ping is not ugly.

But it would be better to give it to Ji Xingyan or Xia Xingye than to her.

So no matter how much Song Ping tried to persuade him to stay, even when she later suggested that they watch the music in a cafe, Chen Yan still refused.

This guy said such things purely because he was drunk and had lustful thoughts.

Just now you said that the environment here is not good and we have to watch it in the car, but now you say that we can also watch it in a cafe.

Isn't this a roundabout way of saying that she had some other thoughts just now?

After saying sorry, Chen Yan turned around and left speechlessly.

However, before leaving, he still chose to pay for the cup of coffee that Song Ping ordered, as compensation for calling her over.

Watching Chen Yan's gradually receding back, Song Ping couldn't understand why the handsome boy would suddenly change his mind.

Could it be that he was aware of his own thoughts?

Or was I too eager just now?

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out what was going on.

On the other side, Chen Yan was also walking home in a depressed mood.

He thought Song Ping was the person he could most easily approach, the kind who could help him sell the songs he had for a good price.

But in fact, in addition to him, Chen Yan also contacted other media companies.

Unfortunately, the information sent out fell on deaf ears.

Others would never give him this opportunity. Even if they called him, they would just ask him whether he was a professional musician and whether he had any representative works.

When Chen Yan confessed the truth and said that the song he originally dreamed of was his original work, others not only hung up on him but also called him a psychopath.

They say you can just find a song on the Internet and pretend to be the creator.

He also felt very depressed about this.

Sometimes no one believes you when you tell the truth.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. His current body was that of a high school student. How could he have any art-related academic qualifications or work experience? Even lying would be of no use.

I can't tell everyone about my experience of singing in a night bar.

Even if he said it out loud, people would just think he had a problem with his brain.

So after sighing for a while, he took a photo on the street with his own shadow in the photo, added some text, and posted it on his friend’s WeChat Moment.

[Wow, today is another day of failed song sales! ]

After posting on the circle of friends, Chen Yan did not continue to pay attention to it. He put the phone in his pocket and went home.

But when I got home and turned on my phone, I found that my WeChat had exploded with messages.

Even the comments under the post in the circle of friends were 99+, which made Chen Yan feel dizzy.

However, he still opened it patiently, and then browsed through it roughly, trying to filter out useful information from it.

Although most of the sentences were shameless, shameless confession-style, dog-licking-style, caring-style...etc, there were still many people who were curious about the song he was talking about.

Some people even sent me private messages, wanting to listen to the song.

In response to this, Chen Yan simply replied to a few people and ignored the others.

It was at this time that Du Feiyu suddenly sent a message.

[Can you write songs? Do you plan to sell them? ]

-_-||!

Was discovered by him.

Chen Yan answered honestly: [Uh... I wrote it for fun. Even if I wanted to sell it, I don't think anyone would want it.]

A reply was given quickly from the other side.