"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Lu Yuan looked at Xu Jiaming's ugly face and wanted to laugh. He suppressed his smile and said seriously: "If you want to buy the copyright of this song, go find Lin Wei quickly. If you offer a high price, maybe she will transfer it to you."

Go find Lin Wei?

Xu Jiaming's face became even more ugly.

He knew that Lin Wei had a good family background, and that this girl really liked music. She must also understand the value of this song, so how could she sell it to him?

It is simply a dream to buy a song of this level from Lin Wei.

Xu Jiaming took a deep breath, glanced at Lu Yuan coldly, and mocked: "It turns out that he is an outsider who knows nothing, but he is lucky. He created a song with some new ideas. You don't understand the true value of this song at all, right? Haha, I hope you don't regret it in the future."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh. Is this Xu Jiaming crazy or is he really not good at brains?

Because I couldn't buy a song, I turned against the person who created the song?

However, this is indeed the case in this parallel world.

A song with beautiful lyrics is not difficult, but it is difficult to make the lyrics and melody artistic conception, let alone a song with novel melody.

It is as difficult to produce a good song in the whole circle as constipation. Most of the seemingly emerging music creators have become popular in the first song, and the second song has become depressed immediately.

After all, a good song may start with a certain melody that pops up in your mind.

This kind of inspiration does not mean that there is anything.

I'm afraid that Xu Jiaming also believed that Lu Yuan had written such a good song because of the outbreak of inspiration. It was almost impossible for him to write another song of the same level.

However, he didn't know that Lu Yuan was holding a world-wide pop song in his mind.

"It's so easy to turn against each other?"

Lu Yuan smiled slightly sarcastically, "I thought you really wanted to mediate the conflict. It seems that it's just for a song."

"Just understand." Xu Jiaming glanced at Lu Yuan coldly. Since he had broken up, he was too lazy to save face: "If it weren't for this song, would you think I would have amateur mediation conflicts like you? Could it be that you think I want to make friends with you?"

"Sure enough." Lu Yuan nodded slightly, not surprised at Xu Jiaming's attitude.

In fact, he and Xu Jiaming had no big conflicts. The reason why he was so cold when he saw Xu Jiaming was just because his "pseudo-saint's ear" had never heard the truth in Xu Jiaming's heart from the beginning, which shows that what this guy said was false and against his will.

Speaking of this, Xu Jiaming was too lazy to talk about it anymore, and sneered and said, "It's not certain whether you wrote this song or not. I hope your next song is not too miserable. Goodbye, amateur."

Amateur goods?

Lu Yuan curled his lips.

The entertainment culture in this world is indeed backward. Professionalism has a strong sense of superiority to amateurs. This is like this Jiang Han, and this Xu Jiaming is even more like this.

However, he didn't care at all. He was an amateur, so what's there to say about this?

Just then—

"The saints have clouds, but there is no difference in teachings..."

Suddenly, a familiar low chanting sounded in Lu Yuan's mind. Except for the beginning of "The saint has clouds, there are teachings but no distinctions", it was clear that countless voices were mixed together.

"Is the mission coming again?" Lu Yuan was slightly stunned.

The next moment, when the chanting of scriptures disappeared, the dark golden system texts really emerged:

[Task Release - As the saying goes, a gentleman is calm but not arrogant, and a villain is arrogant but not calm. As a future saint, please teach Xu Jiaming to help him correct his superiority and arrogance. Therefore, please let Xu Jiaming take the subway to sing loudly during the peak hours of get off work, for three consecutive days, for one hour each time, and record videos to complete this task, and you can get a mid-quality reward.]

"ha?"

Lu Yuan couldn't help rolling his eyes when he looked at the task handwriting released by the system.

Singing in the subway?

A proud and arrogant person like Xu Jiaming claims to be a musical genius. He probably may not be willing to sing on stage in ordinary occasions, let alone sing on the subway during peak hours after get off work.

"How can this kind of task be completed?" Lu Yuan rubbed his temples helplessly.

If he could recall a large number of classic golden songs on Earth and was willing to give them to Xu Jiaming for free, maybe Xu Jiaming would agree with this.

However, now Lu Yuan has extremely disliked this Xu Jiaming. Not to mention giving it to Xu Jiaming, even if it is sold, no matter how high the price is, it is impossible!

Of course, there is no difference between free or high prices for Lu Yuan...

"How is this possible? Beat him? Forget it, it's illegal..."

Lu Yuan thought about it carefully and found that it seemed impossible, so he decided to give up this task.

Anyway, there is no punishment for the tasks issued by the Saint system, so it doesn’t matter if it cannot be completed. It’s a pity that I can’t get the task reward.

The middle-grade reward for the last mission was "The Ear of the Pseudo-Saint". Will there be "The Eye of the Pseudo-Saint" and "The Tongue of the Pseudo-Saint" next time?

"Forget it, wait for the next mission."

Lu Yuan shook his head slightly, walked out of the gate of the Conservatory of Music and was about to go back.

...

...

The next afternoon.

In the dormitory, Lu Yuan lazily lay on the bed, holding his mobile phone and playing games.

This world is worthy of being a parallel space. Apart from the fact that entertainment and culture are behind the earth, there is almost no difference compared to the earth in other aspects. There is also a MOBA mobile game called "King of Pesticides".

In fact, he doesn't want to be addicted to games, just because it's so boring.

Anyway, he can't make money by doing anything. He can't be a copywriter. He only needs to be a 250-year-old man every week. He will be rewarded unless he finds some education tasks. He doesn't have the intention, so he should play the game well.

I played another game and a call came in.

Lu Yuan glanced at the caller ID and it was Du Wenhao's phone call. The game character was dead and it was boring for a moment, so he simply answered the phone.

"Hey, Lao Lu, why haven't you arrived yet? It's almost started." Du Wenhao's voice sounded.

"Where?" Lu Yuan was confused.

"You're not still in the dormitory, right?" Du Wenhao said in surprise: "Didn't Lin Wei tell you? This afternoon is the breakout match of Star Voice, and the game will begin in 20 minutes."

"Oh, this one." Lu Yuan suddenly realized and said casually: "I forgot, then forget it. Xinghu Plaza is so far, it's too troublesome to travel."

"Damn, this is your song at least. Can you be more serious?" Du Wenhao said unhappily: "Come here quickly, she is the seventh one to go on stage. It's still time for you to speed up, and you can just blackmail her a big meal!"

"...I'm right." Lu Yuan coughed, absolutely not admitting that he was attracted by the big meal.

Damn, there is no way. The system gives him 250 a week and he can't afford a big meal at all!

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