If you were reborn, would you hook the school beauty and turn her into a black bass?

The morning passed quickly.

The preliminary round is over, and the list of preliminary qualifiers will be announced before 5 pm. The final will be held tomorrow.

"Young man, why are you in our Binhai team? You are not a participating student, right?"

Su Hang didn't expect that the old professor from the province would talk to him. He smiled and said, "Hello, teacher, I'm not. I just came to watch the game and experience the atmosphere of a high-end battlefield."

Professor Zhao Yongchang sighed, "You're right. This is indeed a battlefield, but what we're fighting for is a place in the university. Young man, which university do you want to apply to?"

Su Hang had thought about it long ago. He also knew that Shen Linglong would not be able to win the gold medal. He remembered that she won a bronze medal in her previous life.

She was recommended to a top university in Yanjing, but she didn't go and went to a school with me...

Thinking of this, Su Hang was stunned.

What was he thinking at that time? It seemed that Linglong liked him at that time.

Su Hang secretly did the pre-exam test, but his score was not high, so he could not get into the university in his previous life, so he decided to stay in his province.

"Qingyun, that's all you can do. If you stay in this province, you can come home often."

"Qingyun University? So you don't know me?"

"do not know."

Zhao Yongchang smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was too sensitive. He thought it was arranged by those scheming parents of students.

The road to study is hard, and it is the only way for poor students to succeed. However, some people use their privileges to help him, which is really a slap in his face and ridiculous!

He patted Su Hang's shoulder and said, "Qingyun is not bad either. We'll meet again if we're destined to."

Just then, Su Hang's cell phone vibrated.

It’s an unfamiliar number.

I glanced at the examination room again. I had already handed in my paper, so why weren't I allowed to leave?

Forget it, I guess this professor will also take them to review and estimate their scores.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, is this 'Dancing is worse than Falling in Love'? I saw your post in the entertainment section of Tianya Forum. Are you looking to sell songs?"

"It's me. You should have seen my request. I'm currently in Linjiang and will return to Binhai the day after tomorrow. I only accept conversations with these two places and cannot go elsewhere."

"OK, I'm from Linjiang, so I called you to ask if it's convenient for us to meet?"

Su Hang glanced at the time, then looked at the examination room. Linglong hadn't come out yet. "Now?"

"Yes, now. I have other things to do this afternoon. How about we have a quick lunch and chat at noon?"

Linglong, don’t blame me for not waiting for you. Someone really came to give you money.

Try to comfort her when she gets angry.

"Leave me your address, see you later."

Half an hour later, Su Hang took a taxi to a coffee shop under an office building in the city center.

Wearing a hat and black short-sleeved shirt.

After searching around, I finally saw a middle-aged man who had just washed his hands coming out from the bathroom.

They looked at each other, and the other asked uncertainly, "Is it better to dance than to fall in love?"

Su Hang laughed awkwardly, "It's me."

It seems I need to change my online name. It's quite embarrassing to be called that.

After we sat down, the other party introduced himself as the owner of an independent music studio. He was recently undergoing a transformation and wanted to buy a batch of songs to sign singers.

"Sorry, I don't sell it directly."

Cheng Bing frowned and asked, "Don't sell it directly? This is the first time I've met a lyricist like you. You seem quite young, so tell me how you want to work together. Before we discuss it, should you show me what you've written first? That way, we can avoid wasting each other's time."

Su Hang nodded and took out a confidentiality agreement from his backpack, "Avoid trouble."

Cheng Bing glanced at it in surprise. It was a standard industry confidentiality agreement, with his name scribbled on it. "And you need to put your fingerprints on it?"

"Teacher Dabing, this is also for mutual reassurance. You wouldn't want to work with a greenhorn, would you? I can guarantee that all my songs are independently copyrighted. If you just find someone who can sing and promote them, you'll definitely make money."

"Oh, that's interesting. Okay, I'll press it."

Then he took the lyrics list from Su Hang.

Cheng Bing thought the lyrics were okay, but what about the music? There was no score.

"Brother Su, where's the music score?"

Su Hang pointed to his head and said, "Inside, to be honest, I don't know how to write music. It's just that I'm short of money recently."

"You fool me?"

"Tsk, don't be so impatient. Let's find a place where there's no one around. I'll hum a few lines for you. If you don't like it, I'll turn around and leave."

"Why are you looking for a place with fewer people? Look, this coffee shop is about to close down. Are you afraid that someone will hear about it and copy it?"

Su Hang took a quick look and saw that the restaurant was indeed going to go bankrupt. Including theirs, there were only three tables in total.

"Okay, no more ink. I have something else to do when I get back. Just listen."

[Your damn gentleness makes my heart ache and tears flow... When our fate is over, you no longer need excuses...]

"Wait, I feel like there's something missing here. The melody is pretty good, but I just don't think there's anything right."

Cheng Bing's words completely dispelled Su Hang's doubts about whether he was a musician.

That's right, he didn't remember the rap lyrics in the middle of the song.

Seeing Su Hang giving him a thumbs-up, Cheng Bing smiled, "Are you testing me? Brother Su, you have something. How do you sing the next song, Rice Fragrance?"

five minutes later.

There was very sudden applause in the cafe.

Cheng Bing started clapping his hands as if he was sick, shaking his head as he did so.

This made Su Hang blush.

Fortunately there were not many tables full.

"Brother Su, you really can't judge a person by his appearance. No, you are quite handsome. Yes, how do you say that?"

"Talent and beautiful."

"Yes, yes, you're talented and good-looking. You deserve to be famous. Sign me. I promise to run everything for you. You're a creative talent, you'd be hard to find even with a lantern."

Su Hang shook his head in embarrassment. He was called a talented man, but with his singing skills, Cheng Bing could make up such nonsense.

It can be seen that in order to get these two songs, he didn't care about his reputation and just boasted blindly.

"Teacher Dabing, please don't try to use that trick. I'll just state my demands directly. I really can't waste any more time. If I go back too late, I'll be in trouble."

“First, I want half of the copyright of the song, and of course the lyrics and music rights are also mine.

Secondly, since I own half of the copyright, I will also have half of the subsequent profits."

"As for the rest, no matter who you ask to sing or how you run it, I don't care."

Cheng Bing scratched his head. "I've never bought songs this way before. I always buy the full copyright."

Su Hang smiled. "That's because I wasn't here. If I had come, wouldn't it have been here? Teacher Dabing, to be honest, the moment I saw you, I knew you must be very talented! I won't say anything else about these two songs. Just think about it yourself. If you find a serious singer to sing them, how much better would they sound?"

My singing skills have already affected their value. Aren't digital records popular now? If you don't believe me, you can try buying one to test the waters. It's not expensive, 20 is enough."

"How many?"

"I'm buying half the copyright for 20? And I'm going to give you half of the profits later?"

"Teacher Dabing, I can tell you're someone who's going to do great things. To be honest, it doesn't matter if I lose a little. I mainly want to make friends with you."

"You're still losing some money???"

Cheng Bing had seen shameless people, but he had never seen someone like Su Hang. It would have been fine if he just boasted, but he was also an unknown newcomer, yet he dared to sell for 20.

"Brother Su, I'm a musician, not a gambler. Tsk... I'll..."

"Oh, it's time to go. Call me when you've made up your mind. Only before 12 o'clock tonight."