Entertainment, I am a great artist

After playing the song "Fate", Fang Yi himself was very satisfied. Chen Jiu happened to buy water, so Fang Yi stopped playing.

"Fang Yi, the primary election of "Youth Girls" has been advanced." Handing Fang Yi a bottle of water, Chen Jiu said in a hurry.

"why?"

"I heard that it is to cooperate with the three major entertainment companies. A few days ago, Tianfu Entertainment sponsored "Youth Girls" 1000 million, and the other two companies were not to be outdone. Top ten, unconditional signing."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Well, so, we have to step up our singing practice."

Chen Jiu took a sip of water and got ready.

Fang Yi's fingers landed on the piano again.

However, at this moment, the door of the piano room was pushed open.

A girl pokes in.

"Hey, did you hear a pianist playing?"

"It's you?" Fang Yi frowned, it was the girl who bumped into him yesterday.

The other party obviously recognized Fang Yi.

frown!
"Hey, what about you?"

"We are practicing singing, please close the door."

"you!"

"Also, remember to knock on the door first when entering someone else's room."

Fang Yi stood up and closed the door directly.

Bo Ran was blown away again.

But thinking of Fang Yi's rudeness, he couldn't get any benefits at all, so he could only give up.

Nothing good happens when you meet this bastard.

She searched all the way from the piano room, but the sound of the piano stopped. It must be that bastard who made trouble here, which made the master take so much trouble.

Bo Ran stomped her feet and walked out of the piano room annoyed.

At this moment, a girl's singing suddenly resounded, accompanied by a fluttering zither sound.

"By the Red River"!
Bo Ran turned her head in surprise, and glanced at the piano room.

Of course, she wasn't surprised by the girl's singing voice, but by the accompaniment of the piano, which Bo Ran thought she was very skilled in playing.

Although she can't be compared with the master, but in Hangcheng University, there are few people who can match her.

But this piano sound!
Although he played a very common old song, his playing level was almost the same as his own, maybe even a little higher.

That bastard just said he wanted to practice singing.

Could it be that that bastard played it, no, it's impossible, how can such a poor character achieve such a high piano attainment.

If it wasn't him, then who?
Although he didn't want to admit it, Bai Ran couldn't understand it in his heart. Just now, he almost searched the piano room, and there was only this piano room for singing.

Perhaps, he only knows this song.

Well, it must be so.

Bo Ran chose to deceive himself.

……

After practicing for half an afternoon, Chen Jiu's voice became a little hoarse, and the two of them ended their song practice.

After sending Chen Jiu home, Fang Yi went home and turned on the system again.

"System, are there any short stories?"

[As long as it belongs to the category of art, this system will definitely have it. 】

"price!"

[Depending on the quality, the price is generally between 3000 yuan and 100 million yuan. 】

"Short stories are so expensive?"

[Short stories are not simpler than novels. In terms of artistry and thought, the creation skills of short stories are even more difficult than novels. 】

"Choose 3000 yuan to customize!"

Krypton gold system, krypton gold has its own reasons, instead of arguing with the system, it is better to update "Fake Heroes".

[The short story has been distributed to the backpack. 】

Title: Murder.

Fang Yi opened the document.

[For those who often watch movies and novels, this is just a vulgar story, but it is not the case for Ershui who is slowly swallowing his last meal. 】

As soon as the novel came up, it used a simple description to catch the readers' attention.

This is a short story by Fang Fang, the author of the Celestial Dynasty. The novel has only a few thousand words and won the Hundred Flowers Award that year.Through a murder case, the story describes the experience of a rural man who went to the city in Ershui.

Still using the pseudonym of Kuangfeng, he sent it to Nanjin's mailbox.