The purpose of establishing a school to attract the attention of certain people has been determined for the time being. What Ye Wen needs to solve now is how to get enough funds for himself?

"Sell tunes? Obviously not enough!"

Although he didn\'t know how much the professional manager named Nigel Bradley would spend to buy his own song, he knew that no matter how promising a song was, it wouldn\'t sell much—those well-known composers To be able to sell the song so high, it is not the song itself that sells, but the signboard they carry.

Ye Wen doesn\'t have any signboards now, and even if he did, he wouldn\'t be in this world. Since Bradley, a professional manager, is known as a professional, he will definitely use the most professional attitude to negotiate with him—— low price!

"Since you have already contributed the song, why don\'t you just contribute the whole song!"

A piece of music and a complete song are not the same concept at all, and the price is also very different. Ye Wen is short of money now, so it is impossible for him to foolishly offer only the song when he knows that the complete song can be sold for more or even several times the price. superior.

In addition, the funds he needs are too huge, copying one song is copying, and copying ten songs is also copying, so he directly wrote the lyrics of 20 songs without any sense of shame!

That\'s right, it\'s the lyrics, and he doesn\'t know the rhythm, so how could he be able to draw things like staves? Although he knew how to sing these twenty songs, let him turn all of them into a bunch of symbols and write them on white paper... Hehe, that\'s not what Ye Wen is good at.

But this doesn\'t mean that Ye Wen has no choice. At worst, he will sing all these songs himself, and then let the manager record them and find a professional to restore the songs. As for the restored songs and the original version, is there any? He can\'t control the difference, and he doesn\'t want to. All he considers is how much income these twenty songs can bring him?

"Maybe it\'s not enough money to go back and set up the school, but it\'s enough as a minimum capital!"

Sitting in the coffee shop, Marven Ye was drinking juice while waiting for the professional manager. The waiter beside him had changed at least ten drinks for him, but that damned Bradley still didn\'t show up.

"If I hadn\'t been free enough, how could I have stayed here to bask in the sun?"

Looking out of the window, the sun that was originally high in the sky was gradually setting, and the street was gradually turning yellow. At the same time, the number of customers in the coffee shop was gradually decreasing. At this time, Ye Wen heard a few waiters He seemed to be talking about himself in a low voice.

"Hey, that Asian guy is so handsome!"

"You\'re crazy again, Annie!"

"Isn\'t he handsome?"

"I don\'t deny this, but you know, the yellow race... I don\'t think he can satisfy you!" The latter sentence almost made Ye Wen spit out the fruit in his mouth, if he hadn\'t reacted If the juice is swallowed quickly enough, then this small coffee shop may be about to stage a tragedy.

But what he heard afterwards made Ye Wen even more dumbfounded.

"Bonnie! Do you know how long he\'s been sitting there and how many drinks he\'s been drinking? Have you ever seen him go to the bathroom? Even once?"

"..."

There was silence for a while, but Ye Wen seemed somewhat complacent, and at this moment a person came in at the door, the manager named Bradley hurried in and was looking left and right, until he saw Ye Wen, his face showed joy, and then He hurriedly sat across from him.

"God bless you\'re not gone yet!"

"You were late for three hours, thirty-four minutes, and seven seconds...eight seconds...nine seconds..." As if to increase his persuasiveness, Ye Wen picked up the n hand on his wrist that he didn\'t know where to find The mechanical watch lights up.

"I\'m sorry, I\'m very sorry! In fact, I have always been a person who observes the concept of time, but I discovered some accidents temporarily, and I didn\'t bring your contact information with me!" Perhaps to increase credibility, Bradley Straight up and on and on: "I managed to get Warner to agree to sign a band I just discovered, but those bastards changed their minds, so I\'m busy dealing with this, sorry to keep you waiting Long time! In order to express my apology, how about we have dinner first?"

Ye Wen waved his hand. It\'s not that he doesn\'t want to eat, but that some high-end western restaurants are very troublesome and have too many rules. He would rather sit at home and eat bread with two women than go to a western restaurant to suffer. Of course, if his status reaches a certain level, he can naturally ignore those messy things. But before that, he didn\'t need to rush over to be a clown surrounded by people.

"Let\'s talk about business directly, it doesn\'t matter about eating!"

"That\'s it, okay then!" Bradley shrugged his shoulders, took out a contract from his bag and handed it to Ye Wen: "You can read the terms of the contract first, and if you think it is suitable, then you can do it Signed, and at the same time I will issue you the check immediately!"

Americans are not used to carrying cash with them, either a credit card or a check. Ye Wen also knew this, but instead of looking at the contract, he said with a smile: "Maybe you should read these first!"

Ye Wen took out a stack of papers from the pocket of his jacket, and handed it to Bradley. A total of 20 cards, one song per song!

When Bradley took the papers with a strange face, he thought they were other songs composed by Ye Wen, but he was a little surprised when he saw that the scores were not the ones he had imagined.

"this is……?"

"The lyrics of twenty songs, the one you want is also included!"

If there\'s anything that astounds Bradley more than twenty songs, it\'s twenty! A song is different from a mere piece of music, it already has suitable lyrics and a complete existence, which means that he does not need to find someone to fill in the lyrics for the song he is about to buy.

"In addition to composing music, you can also write lyrics?"

Marven Ye shook his finger: "Mr. Bradley, I think you made a mistake!"

"What?" Bradley looked up from the lyrics: "Don\'t you write these lyrics?"

"No, I wrote these lyrics! But I don\'t know how to compose music. I just like to hum a few lines when I\'m free. It\'s meaningless stuff, but after so many years, I have made up some songs that I feel are not bad. With some similar lyrics, it has become my collection for so many years... I have never learned how to compose music, so I can only give you the lyrics, and I can\'t even write the score!"

Ye Wen shrugged his shoulders: "If you want to know what these songs are like, maybe you can arrange a suitable place for me to sing these songs to you one by one, and then you can find someone to restore the score !"

"this……"

Things were a little unexpected, but Bradley figured it out for a while and decided it wasn\'t a big deal. Not to mention the other nineteen songs, as long as he can buy the one he wants, then he has achieved his goal. He believed that as long as he got the song and sang it with the band he discovered, it would not be difficult to create a super band.

Ye Wen didn\'t know what Bradley was thinking. He still made an appointment with Bradley for the next meeting as he had originally planned, and then returned to the apartment by himself.

A few days later, Bradley called and informed Ye Wen that everything had been arranged. He had already rented the recording studio. As long as Ye Wen was free, he could start auditioning and recording immediately. Ye Wen, who was a little panicked, naturally hurried over, and then severely shocked everyone present.

"God, you are so kind to me, you actually sent me so many good songs all at once!" Bradley listened to all the songs excitedly, and finally decided on the spot that he wanted all of Ye Wen\'s twenty songs. up.

Ye Wen was also a little surprised by Bradley\'s straightforward style of doing things, and he had a slightly higher opinion of this guy in his heart: "These are all relatively popular songs in the future, and this guy can realize that these are good songs It can be seen that there is indeed some vision!"

The songs Ye Wen sang were very messy, but without exception, they were all well-known songs in the next few years—otherwise, it would be impossible for him to sing and remember them so clearly.

After signing the contract and taking the check, Marven Ye finally said very coolly: "Songwriters can write whoever they like, and I don\'t care about that!"

Because of Bradley\'s straightforwardness and generosity, Ye Wen was very happy to give these 20 songs, and even said that there would be no problem even if he didn\'t mark himself as a songwriter.

However, perhaps Bradley has other thoughts about Ye Wen. He wants to win over this "musical genius" who can produce twenty songs at once. Not only is the price very generous, but he also promises If Ye Wen\'s song achieves good results, there will be additional additional rewards.

Ye Wen shrugged his shoulders, not taking such verbal promises seriously, holding a small bag containing 30,000 US dollars in his hand (Ye Wen is a criminal, he dare not accept checks, so he asked for cash on purpose), each song The song only sold for 1,500 yuan, which made him very satisfied (checked some information, and some songs written by unknown people sold for 50 yuan). At least he won\'t need to worry about living expenses for a long time to come.

Back in the apartment, Ning Ruxue and Hua Yi even asked Tommy to bring a bunch of videotapes of martial arts TV series—now the two women can communicate with others in English normally, although the speed of speech is not too fast. At this time, the two women were holding popcorn and watching it with great joy, and the two women who had learned to be smart specially asked Tommy to buy some looser pants a few days ago.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Wen put aside distracting thoughts and began to exercise.

Now his skill is slowly increasing every day, except for the innate purple energy that is slowly flowing by itself, the mass of crimson fruit essence that is still not shrinking will be absorbed and digested by Ye Wen\'s innate purple energy every day and used to strengthen oneself.

If it goes on like this, even if Ye Wen doesn\'t practice, his skill will continue to improve until the essence is completely absorbed by him.

But this is not a big deal, what Ye Wen cares about is not the growth of his own behavior. Because under the current environment, he has no urgent pressure to improve his skills. A few days ago, the group of werewolves were almost killed by him like cutting melons and vegetables, which made him a little confused about the strength of this world.

At the same time, the lack of vitality in the surrounding world also made it impossible for Ye Wen to improve his cultivation base through ordinary practice methods in this environment. He could only rely on the self-operating exercises to continuously generate true energy to improve his strength.

This is also the reason why the two women are not in a hurry to practice. They only need to take a little time to sleep every day, and temper the indigestible infuriating energy that has suddenly skyrocketed, and there is nothing to do. That\'s why I ate popcorn and watched TV so leisurely.

In addition to observing the condition of the group of red fruit energy and innate purple energy, Ye Wen also looked at the Purple Galaxy crystal, this thing just stayed in his body, Ye Wen couldn\'t figure out what it was. thing.

"Could it be the same as my Zixiao sword? Is it an energy aggregate?" Since his purple sword became more and more real, he gave it a name. Considering that it evolved from the Zixiao dragon sword, At the same time, it no longer has anything to do with the words "long" and "qi", and directly used the Zixiao sword.

At the same time, Ye Wen noticed that the crystal pillar of the Purple Galaxy in his body was not getting smaller day by day. He estimated that when the crystal pillar completely disappeared and turned into a cloud of energy hovering in his body like a galaxy, his own Purple Galaxy would be considered complete. It\'s just that in this environment, I don\'t know how long it will take to practice.

"Fortunately, there is that clump of red fruit essence, otherwise I would probably be over a hundred years old just relying on my own cultivation!"

The poor vitality of heaven and earth is not only a huge problem for cultivation, but also prevents some moves from showing abnormalities when they do not use their inner strength to a certain extent.

"Why did I feel that I was kicked out of that world, but ended up in a place where the vitality of the world is so poor?"

A lot of questions troubled Ye Wen, and the one that concerned him the most was the ring on his hand that had turned silver and nearly killed him and his two women.

Ever since he heard the sound that the upgrade was completed, he has been trying to study this ring, but this thing does not have any manuals or anything like that, so he has not found any difference after tossing for a long time. Try to see if there is any change in the ability to summon cheats.

After looking at the door, it was still tightly closed. The two women were watching TV happily. It is estimated that they will bother him for a while. Suddenly, I heard a slightly different prompt: "The true energy of the treasure of the sky has been detected, and the true energy is extremely weak, which conforms to the cultivation method: Baiyunyan!"

Then the energy in his body was crazily sucked away like a flood that opened the gate. Just when Ye Wen suspected that his body was about to be emptied, the ring finally stopped, and at the same time there was a crisp jingle, and a white The crystal pillar lay quietly on the ground beside the bed.

"this……"

Ye Wen picked up the crystal pillar, and then was in a daze.

He still didn\'t understand what was going on, why did he do so hard this time, and gave him the most needed practice method of the treasure of the sky?

"Could it be?"

Thinking of that reminder, Ye Wen looked at the ring on his hand, then at the white crystal pillar in his hand, and finally recalled the way he used his skills just now.

"I see!"

Ye Wen didn\'t think too much about it when he practiced his kung fu just now, so when the true energy was running, it naturally started to operate according to the strongest method that Ye Wen could use so far. After the true energy came out from the dantian, all the true energy turned into Zixinghe energy, and then was sent to the ring.

As soon as the ring detected that it was Zi Xinghe\'s true qi, he immediately judged that Ye Wen was practicing the Huntian Baojian Kungfu, and at the same time judged which level he was most suitable to cultivate based on the strength of his current cultivation.

After figuring it all out, Ye Wen held the Baiyunyan crystal pillar in his hand with tears in his eyes: "So my skills are only suitable for cultivating entry-level Baiyunyan?"

At the same time, I remembered that in order to save my life, I sent the crimson fruit essence that crazily filled my body into the ring, but in exchange for Zixinghe, which was several floors higher than Baiyunyan...

"It was really correct to do that at the time. How powerful is the red fruit? Isn\'t this a bit too scary?"

A part of the red fruit essence can make Ye Wen, Ning Ruxue, and Hua Yi reach the level of Shattering the Void, a part of the red fruit essence can be exchanged for the cultivation crystal of Zixinghe, and a part of the red fruit essence has not been absorbed. I can\'t see the possibility of all absorption and resolution.

"It\'s really worthy of the name of genius and earth treasure that day..."

Holding Baiyunyan in his hand, Ye Wen used the last trace of true energy to establish a connection with this crystal, and he almost didn\'t need to do the following things deliberately. The Baiyunyan crystal seemed to take over everything about Ye Wen, automatically. It began to work in his body, and as the crystal in his hand became smaller and smaller, a white crystal surrounded by white smoke gradually appeared in Ye Wen\'s dantian, keeping a certain distance from the crystal surrounded by purple stars.

Feeling that the crystal in his hand disappeared, Ye Wen didn\'t stop practicing. Instead, he continued to practice according to kung fu until his body strength returned to its peak, and then he opened his eyes.

With a thought, there was no change in the palm of the hand, but there was a faint white light, and then a layer of white smoke rose up when it was lifted vigorously. It looked like a white flame was ignited on the palm of your hand. It looks really good. .

At the same time, he could also feel a sense of yang from Bai Yunyan\'s vigor, presumably this is the characteristic of Bai Yunyan, and Zi Xinghe gave Ye Wen a sense of fulfillment. It is said that each of the ten layers of the Huntian Treasure Mirror is different, but now Ye Wen is looking forward to what it will look like after he has practiced all the ten layers of the Huntian Treasure Mirror.

"Huh? Speaking of which, what if I use pure innate purple qi to summon?" The foundation of his current skill is still innate purple qi. As long as he is careful not to use Baiyunyan and Zixinghe when exercising, then he will be able to walk through the meridians. The energy in it is still the most original innate purple energy.

As soon as he thought of it, Ye Wen started to test it directly. At the same time, he also wanted to see if the time limit for the summoning had changed, but before he could take action, there was a knock on the door: "Open the door! nypd ! I know you\'re in there! If you don\'t open the door, I\'ll break in!"

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