Feng Lin woke up in the morning and opened the singer's backstage on the Huayin Music platform and found that the data of "Lonely Sands" had become audition 163, download 89.

Hey, more than 80 people have downloaded it, it’s great, I suddenly feel that the air in the morning is also very fresh.

After pulling down the song comments below, Feng Lin couldn't help laughing, it turned out that's what happened.

"This song is really good. Come on, Master, you are the most powerful." This comment can tell what's going on by looking at the title.

"Shaozhou No. 3 Middle School, the second (8th) class came to sign in. This song is good, and the Dark Queen was indeed not wrong."

"Wow, I seem to have discovered something. When will the Queen have a Master? By the way, Master's song is really nice."

"I read Yunyun's recommendation, it sounds so good. This sound hurts my heart."

"Do you want to write a good song? Join the group 9-3-3..."

“…”

It seems that something strange has been mixed in.

After reading the comments, Feng Lin finally knew why there were more than 80 more downloads in one night. It turned out that they were all for Tang Yun, the little apprentice.

But what the hell is the Dark Queen?

No matter what, what my apprentice did still made him feel quite warm.

Feng Lin opened WeChat and sent Tang Yun a message.

"Thank you for your help in publicity."

...

Class 2 (8) of Shaozhou No. 3 Middle School.

A little boy with a four-sixth-parted head came to Tang Yun nervously with a delicate packaging gift box.

"Tang Yun, I'll give it to you." The little boy handed the gift to Tang Yun tremblingly.

Tang Yun didn't answer, and sat quietly in the seat there, looking at the little boy with a cold expressionless look on his face.

Time seemed to be still, the little boy's hand was frozen there, either handing it out or taking it back. His mouth moved, trying to say something, but he didn't say anything, and finally turned around and ran away under Tang Yun's gaze.

A burst of laughter came from behind the classroom.

"Yunyun, this is the seventh one." A girl with big eyes, long and straight black and quiet appearance touched Tang Yun's arm and whispered.

Tang Yun curled her lips disdainfully and said, "It's so childish."

"Oh, Yunyun, is that Feng Lin really your master? His song "Lonely Sand Clothes" is so nice." The girl with a deskmate asked in a low voice.

"Of course, my serious master, let me tell you, my master is very powerful and handsome." Tang Yun said arrogantly, and his voice became smaller and smaller when he spoke.

"Ding~Ding". The phone in the pocket vibrated for a moment.

Tang Yun picked up his phone and saw a message from the note "Master".

Click happily.

"Thank you for your help in publicity."

A few simple words made Tang Yun’s eyes curled up.

...

After breakfast, Feng Lin sat in the pavilion as usual.

The weather is good today and the sky is clear.

After working yesterday, the little anxiety and annoyance when the song was uploaded had long disappeared.

I had already opened fire prevention yesterday, and today I went to the forestry department to apply for fire use.

This eye-catching thorny weeds is not long before it is wiped out.

Today I need to go to the town to apply for fire. I also need to buy some herbs, fire water and other things in the town. The vegetables, fruits and other seeds that are ready to be planted later also need to be purchased in advance.

But before going out, there is one thing that needs to be done first.

He took out the guitar from the room and pulled the wind and snow that he was filming there and came to the pavilion.

At this time, the sun rising in the early morning just shone into the pavilion, bringing a different color to the pavilion.

Feng Lin held the guitar in his arms, faced the sunlight on the side, and sat on the fence against the pillars of the pavilion.

The morning sun shines through the distant mountains and shines on Feng Lin's face, bringing out a long shadow in the pavilion.

"Photo take a video for me." Feng Lin turned toward Fengxue Road.

Feng Xue had already picked up the DV and pointed it at Feng Lin. She was much more sensitive to colors and light than Feng Lin. As soon as Feng Lin put on a pose, she couldn't help but want to take a picture. The posture of holding the guitar and facing the sun was too concerned about the artistic conception.

"Remember to turn on the radio." Feng Lin couldn't help but explain again.

Fengxue didn't say anything, just held the DV and pointed it at him.

Feng Lin took a deep breath and plucked the guitar strings with his fingers.

"I feel exhausted since you left

White tung oil flying in the wind

This season of falling flowers are like people have feelings

The wind blows by the river hard

Flirting with tears of people for no reason

Such strong love can never be given

Sad night and night

When the thread of memory wraps around the past and breaks

It's panic that takes over the heart

Flowers with butterflies

The lonely geese can fly together

Late at night, wandering alone

When happy lovers send red to share joy

Close your eyes and feel sad and dare not look back

Still picking up all the cold branches and refusing to rest and regret it

Who should I miss my lonely sandbank

…”

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but from the moment Feng Lin pulled the guitar, Feng Xue felt his whole body glowing, and there seemed to be a temperament condensing on him.

The low and sad song was sang from Feng Lin's mouth, and Feng Xue felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort, as if she felt Feng Lin's loneliness and sadness in the song.

Feng Lin always felt that songs have souls, and the soul of songs is given by singers, so he will devote all his mind when singing.

The same is true at this time. He was immersed in the song, forgot to be around, for recording, and forgot to be wind and snow.

This state of full dedication is shocking. Fengxue doesn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment, but Feng Lin seems to be blending into the song at this moment.

Fengxue also seemed to know her brother for the first time. This is his brother who likes music, has been eliminated many times in talent shows and has been repeatedly eliminated?

She didn't know what other contestants were at, but she believed that they could not be better than Feng Lin at this time. With such a performance, she had repeatedly hit a wall in the past few years. Is this the darkness of the entertainment industry?

Feng Xue didn't know that Feng Lin was no longer Feng Lin when he participated in the talent show. With the singing skills of a lecturer in the Conservatory of Music in his previous life and the voice of the original owner, the combination of the two can be said to be a combination of heaven.

After singing the song, Feng Xue looked at Lin Lin, who was still immersed in the song with complicated eyes.

She felt that Feng Lin was really miserable. She had peerless singing skills, but she was defeated repeatedly on the way to enter the music scene.

Alas, the music circle is too dark.

The music industry is innocent and takes the blame.

"Have you recorded it?" Feng Lin opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xue, who had already closed the DV.

"No problem, Feng Lin, you were so handsome just now." After thinking about it, he comforted him: "You are still very powerful. The music industry is too dark now, so you have been failing before. Believe me, you will definitely become popular this time."

Feng Lin put the guitar back into the piano box and paused after hearing this. What was this little girl saying? What is the music industry too dark? Is there something happening in the music industry? No matter what, the music industry is all right. As long as this little girl helps me get the video done and post it on shortsightedness to promote it.

Feng Lin asked Feng Xue to record a live singing video just to ask her to post it to her short-sighted account to help promote it. Feng Xue has 3,000 followers on her short-sighted account. Although there are not many people, the mosquito legs are also fleshy, and it is also great to attract more than 1,000 people.

"Please help me process the video and send it to your short-sighted account. Don't overhaul. It's best to post it today. I have something to do to go out." Feng Lin ignored Feng Xue's inexplicable words and explained it, and he was about to go out.

Today is Monday, and "Lonely Sands" will also be recommended today. Feng Lin still wants to achieve good results during the recommendation period.

The recommendations of Huayin Music Platform are advanced and perform well in the level 8 recommendations. After the recommendation period ends, you can get a level 7 recommendation.

The effect of level 7 recommendation is better than level 8 recommendation, and Feng Lin still wants to stimulate it.

"No problem, I guarantee to complete the task." Feng Xue first patted her chest and then changed her voice, and sighed: "Hey, I seem to have not eaten crabs for a long time, and I'm a little thinking."

"Okay, I'll go to the market to see if there are any crabs sold later, and the foodies will know how to eat them." Feng Lin raised his hand and was about to give her a candy chestnut. Who knew that Feng Xue had already avoided it quickly and ran back to the room.

"Hehe, everything is under my calculations. Not only did I get a good material, but I also earned a meal of fat and big crabs."
To be continued...