Lin Qingge stood by the window with her cell phone in hand, constantly contacting the people she could contact, but her eyes were always as dark as the night outside the window.
Wen Zheng was sitting on the sofa with his eyebrows furrowed, the ash from the cigarette breaking between his fingers at any time, but he didn't notice it at all.
The Suona skill in the system requires hundreds of millions of adoration points, but he only has more than 50 million adoration points now. What's even worse is that even if he releases a new song and gets enough of the adoration points required for the Suona skill, there will be no redemption.
Permission to buy!
"Qiu Mi! You have one lucky draw opportunity that has not been used. Would you like to draw the draw now?"
The system beep sounded suddenly.
This free lottery opportunity is the first large-scale consumption gift awarded by the system after he spent more than 100 million worship points.
Wen Zheng suddenly had an idea. Maybe he could try the lottery in case he won.
"System, can you get something like suona proficiency in the lottery?"
"Based on your current consumption situation and authority level, this skill has a certain probability of winning. Each draw consumes 500,000 worship points. Would you like to start immediately? Ten consecutive draws will give you an extra chance for free."
Wen Zheng thought for a while and felt that as long as there was a chance of winning, it was worth a try. Anyway, he still had 50 million admiration points. It was never better to rely on others than to rely on yourself.
"Take the free ones first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boxes on the panel began to rotate again, and boxes of various colors flashed past one after another, making his eyes dazzled.
"Ding! Congratulations on getting a pack of spicy strips."
"Uh...just start pumping ten times in a row!"
"Ding! Congratulations on getting five packs of spicy strips, four barrels of rapeseed oil, a pair of handmade leather shoes, and an extra commemorative cotton towel."
"Ding! Congratulations on getting 400,000 adoration points, a pack of spicy strips, and an additional global limited edition watch worth 3 million in cash. Cashing out is not supported, otherwise it will be taken back."
Wen Zheng couldn't help but be stunned. This time, a silver-white box appeared, and it actually contained admiration points and luxury goods.
"Ding! Congratulations on getting ten packs of spicy strips, and an additional mall skill experience coupon, which is valid for sixty minutes."
"Stop it, stop it, don't smoke anymore."
Wen was staring at the skill experience volume and asked in a trembling voice: "Is this a free trial of everything in the system mall? Is it subject to permission level restrictions? Do I need to spend money?"
"Using the experience coupon, you can open any item in the mall for free, but it only lasts for 60 minutes. Do you want to use it?"
"Needless to say, I want to experience master-level suona proficiency."
Wen Zheng was rubbing his hands excitedly, and then he realized that the cigarette in his hand had been burned to the end.
He threw the cigarette into the ashtray and looked at the seventeen packs of spicy sticks, four barrels of rapeseed oil, a towel, a pair of leather shoes, and the women's watch that could not be cashed out on the table, and felt like crying.
Three consecutive ten draws cost 15 million worship points, which is still a bit of a loss overall.
"Dong dong dong!"
Suddenly I remembered the knock on the door.
As soon as Wen Zheng opened the door, Lin Qingge stood at the door with a tired look on his face.
She said helplessly: "I've tried my best, but it's really hard to find someone this late at night. How about... you discuss it with the other side. If they give you one more day, I'll definitely find a suona player for you tomorrow."
Wen Zheng smiled slightly and said confidently: "Let's go, I have solved the problem. We will get off work soon."
Lin Qingge looked suspicious, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, and just followed him to the recording studio.
Nowadays, Wen Zheng is increasingly invisible to her.
The two arrived at the recording studio.
Wen Zheng didn't waste any time and asked Zhao Qiuxing to find the suona. He performed a short show in front of everyone, and then said to the stunned people: "I thought about it and I can fix the leaks. If you think my skills are good enough,
Okay, let’s start then?”
"You actually know how to do this?"
"It's amazing. I think this level is almost the same as that of Qi Zhan."
"More than that, I think Wen Zheng is more powerful."
"I have thought about it. From now on, whenever Wen Zheng is in need, even in the middle of the night, I will bring my erhu with me!"
Everyone who came back to their senses was talking a lot. They were really shocked by Wen Zheng's hand, but it made sense if he thought about it carefully. How could he come up with such songs and soundtracks if he didn't know traditional musical instruments?
The music scene in Long Country needs people like this.
Zhao Qiuxing couldn't help but said to Lin Qingge: "No wonder he didn't try his best to retain Qi Zhan before. It turns out that he can do it. Hey! When you brought Wen Zheng on board our ship, your decision was amazing! This boy can always give
People are pleasantly surprised.”
"I suspect he is an alien. It's not difficult to be around him."
Lin Qingge said with a wry smile.
This was the first time she smiled tonight.
…
Although there are many soundtrack tracks, fortunately they are all about one minute in length, and there are many repetitions and similarities. Therefore, in less than an hour, with the cooperation of this top team, the recording was completed.
Wen Zheng's experience certificate was thus invalidated.
After the band dispersed without any satisfaction, only the staff in the recording studio were left to complete the finishing work. The finished product will definitely be ready before dawn.
Wen Zheng looked at the time. It was not yet four o'clock, and there was still some time before dawn. It would be impossible to go back. He had to receive Zhang Lin early in the morning.
On his way back to the office, he happened to meet Zhao Qiuxing who was going home from get off work, so he had an idea and gave away the pair of handmade leather shoes, saying that these were the overtime benefits he had prepared in a hurry.
Zhao Qiuxing was a little speechless. How could there be overtime benefits for leather shoes? However, he discovered at a glance that the lowest price of this brand of shoes abroad was thousands of dollars, and the shoe size was suitable for him. In any case, this is Wen Zheng's.
It's my intention, and it would be inappropriate not to accept it.
"You are serious, brother. Don't be so polite next time. We are all our own people, so don't be so arrogant. Your future is limitless, and I will rely on you in the future. Come on."
Zhao Qiuxing said a few polite words and returned home happily.
Wen Zheng returned to his office and looked at the remaining hot strips, towels and women's watches on the table. After thinking about it, he took the watch and walked straight towards Lin Qingge's office.
"Are you being kept, or something like that? When did you have the money to buy such expensive things?"
Lin Qingge glanced at the valuable watch and couldn't help but joked.
"I said I won the lottery, do you believe it?"
"Tsk! Bribing the boss openly is a bit outrageous. I won't do it next time."
Lin Qingge didn't say whether he believed it or not. Anyway, as long as the strange thing had something to do with Wen Zheng, it would be nothing unusual. Besides, this watch was really cute.
She happily accepted the things and asked, "Are you planning to go home or not?"
"I'll just take a rest in the office. Director Zhang will probably arrive very early. You go back first and leave it to me."
Wen Zheng said casually.
Lin Qingge hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Let's go to your place, I just ordered takeout."
"Um, does it make any difference where you eat it?"
"Yes, I don't feel bad about ruining your place. You smoke anyway."
"..."
As soon as he entered Wen Zheng's office, the strong smell of tobacco hit his face. When Lin Qingge was speechless, he discovered the spicy strips and soybean oil on the table.
"Is this also the result of winning a lottery? Is your luxury store located in a vegetable market?"
"I prepared it for myself. I don't want to change my place to live. Then the place will be spacious and it will be convenient to cook by myself. You don't understand the hardship of working to pay off debtors."
"You still know that you have to pay off the debt."
Lin Qingge sighed, opened the window, sat in Wen Zheng's seat, and said seemingly casually, "Yuanlang has your shares, as long as you can attract traffic, and after the platform benefits are improved, you can just sit back and collect money."
Now, if you are interested then, I will take you to play some more big games. But the prerequisite is that you have money and a lot of cash."
"If you have good works in the future, don't sell them cheaply. Even if you sell them for cash, don't spend money lavishly. If you really want to thank me, just treat me to dinner. Luxury goods have no practical meaning. Do you understand?"
Wen Zheng knew that she mistakenly thought that he had secretly sold the song and then bought her something, but there was really no way to explain this.
He simply rolled his eyes and said, "You are not my wife, why do you care so much about me?"
"Me! You...you are simply ungrateful!"
Lin Qingge was very angry. Seeing Wen Zheng eating spicy strips with relish, his anger welled up. He couldn't help but frown and said with a smile: "Do you know how much I have made from "Boundless Seas and Sky" that I spent five million to buy?
?"
"How much? You won't lose money, right? I don't support returns."
"I have earned more than 20 million yuan from selling short-term copyrights, not counting indirect income."
"What?!"
The spicy strips in Wen Zheng's hand suddenly lost their aroma.
Lin Qingge smiled proudly and reminded: "Don't forget, you still owe me a song."
Wen Zheng slowly put down the spicy sticks, lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa helplessly, and muttered to himself: "The evil capitalism..."
Six o'clock in the morning.
Wen Zheng was sleeping soundly on the sofa when the cell phone in his arms suddenly vibrated. He picked it up in a daze and saw that it was Zhang Lin's call.
He glanced at Lin Qingge, who was sleeping soundly in his seat, and had no choice but to tiptoe out and answer the phone at the end of the corridor.
"Wen Zheng, I'm almost at your company."
"Oh, okay, I've prepared the soundtrack. You can just come over here."
"That's great? This... okay, I'll be right away."
Zhang Lin sighed helplessly, and then started to get up and wash up. He thought he could find an excuse not to go, but he didn't expect that this kid Wen Zheng was serious, but what good things could he come up with in one night?
If he had a choice, he really didn't want to see Wen Zheng, let alone his "masterpiece".