Chapter 74 Original Song Contest

"Don't think you can hide your little tricks from me." After Pei Lang and Yan Han left, Yan Xiuyuan reminded Pei Ziqing with a bad look. "You can't touch him."

Yan Xiuyuan is not a good person. He reminded Pei Ziqing just because he didn't want to be dragged down.

Even his lifeblood is in the hands of his uncle, let alone Pei Ziqing. Isn't this simply courting death?

Pei Ziqing hated Pei Lang in the first place, why did they both protect him? "Xiuyuan, he is your uncle's man, why can't you let him go even though you are married? I love you too."

Yan Xiuyuan's warning was mistakenly interpreted as his lingering feelings for Pei Lang. Although this was indeed the case, he only dared to think about it and not do anything else.

Pei Ziqing always cries, as if tears can exchange for everything he wants, but he doesn't know that tears are only useful in front of the person he loves. Yan Xiuyuan now just thinks he is annoying.

How much I loved her in the past, how much I am annoyed with her now. Yan Xiuyuan was too lazy to explain. He just walked out of the door with a cold face without saying a word.

Pei Ziqing had no choice but to wipe away her tears and catch up, then got into Yan Xiuyuan's car and went home together.

Yan Xiuyuan's warning was of no use. Instead, it fueled the hatred in Pei Ziqing's heart. After being watered by words today, the sapling grew wildly and would soon become so lush that it could not be shaken.

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While waiting for the new drama to start filming, Pei Lang broadcast live every now and then, released new songs, and gained more and more fans, making a lot of money on the platform. In a month, his popularity grew like a flame that caught the wind, which made many young singers feel uneasy.

He claims to be in his fifties, but he never shows his face.

His voice is so young and recognizable, and his professional ability is also strong. Isn't he definitely stealing jobs from young people?

That day, after Pei Lang finished his livestream, he received a private message inviting him to participate in an original song competition. The competition platform was a well-known music app, and the top three would not only receive trophies but also generous cash prizes, and would also have the opportunity to create and sing theme songs for TV series and movies.

Sounds good.

However, this is more meaningful for those unknown singers.

Pei Lang did not want to enter the singing circle. He was fine in the film and television circle. He sang on the platform not for singing, but because his voice was given power and could heal more people, that's all.

So Pei Lang politely declined. [Sorry, this competition is great and suitable for young people, so I won't participate.]

[Uncle Lang, everyone is looking forward to your participation. Your music has always been healing, and we all think your style is not that bad. Fans all over the Internet are calling for you to participate. Please consider it.]

Pei Lang read every word and it seemed that the other party had no intention of stopping.

I don't know when the voting was held. The title was "The original song competition is about to be held, who are you most looking forward to?" Among them, Xiao Yelang's ID had the best voice. When the other party threw out this picture, Pei Lang stared at it for a long time and did not respond.

Anyway, the movie is still in preparation, and I have nothing to do recently, so it might as well take part.

But, this goes against my original intention. I don’t want to disrupt the atmosphere of the website. Those who voted are all outside fans. How should this person deal with it…

Thinking of something, Pei Lang replied, "I can consider it, but don't hold your hopes too high. Sorry."

[It's okay. I'm glad that Uncle Lang is willing to consider it. Thank you, Uncle Lang.]

After turning off the computer, Pei Lang went to the study to find Yan Han. Seeing Yan Han working furiously, he didn't want to disturb him, so he sat quietly beside him. Out of curiosity, Pei Lang took a look at what Yan Han was doing. He had never seen him so busy working so late at night.

It would have been fine if I hadn't seen it, but I was shocked when I saw it. "Are you writing a novel?"

Pei Lang simply couldn't believe it. What the hell.

"To be precise, it's about writing a script." Yan Han appeared calm, but he was actually nervous. "I want to tailor a play for you, and I'll write the script."

"..." Pei Lang was not worried about Yan Han's ability, but when he thought of his inner world full of those unbroadcastable plots, he was forced to remain silent. "Lanjin Entertainment has finally achieved what it has today, don't let your drama ruin its reputation."

"Don't you believe in your husband's literary talent?" Yan Han frowned, pursed her lips, and was no longer happy. "All the scripts of the company's SSS+ have been checked by me. If I say it can be filmed, it can be filmed, and every one of them will be a hit."

So, even though it was his first time writing a script, he could still tell the good from the bad.

"Since you have such a keen eye, how come you can't tell whether the book Qi Shao Heng gave you is good or bad?" Pei Lang pointed out ruthlessly without fear of death. Yan Han's pressure dropped, and he grabbed Pei Lang and bit him on the face.

A book that can catch your attention is naturally a good book.

"I will think about it carefully. When you finish filming the movie "Rotten", you can shoot the one I wrote. Trust me."

The force was strong, Pei Lang felt pain, and bit back angrily, he bit Yan Han's lips. "Okay, okay, I believe you, my husband is the best, nothing can stump you."

The mood was right, Yan Han had no time to write, he just pressed Pei Lang and kissed him, and only let him go when he was satisfied. This operation made Pei Lang forget the purpose of coming to the study, and he reacted after catching his breath. "Hubby, do you know the original song competition held by Flying Bird Music?"

"I heard they were looking for you?"

"Yeah." Pei Lang nodded. He was actually a little confused as to why the platform would choose an old man like him. "Someone sent me a private message today inviting me to participate. Do you know the format of this competition?"

"There are many such competitions. Those who want to participate first register, then upload their original songs to the playlist on the competition page. The ranking is based on a number of data such as clicks, listening rates, and forwarding rates. The top three by the deadline will receive prizes. There is no threshold for participants. Anyone with the courage can register. I don't think I've ever heard of active invitations."

Then this is even stranger.

"The rules for each platform are similar. It's possible that the rules have changed this year. If you want to know the specific rules, I can ask Su Jia to check." Yan Han was about to take out his phone to make a call. Pei Lang looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he didn't add more work to Su Jia.

"Do you think I should join?"

Pei Lang was able to ask Yan Han what he meant, which made Yan Han very happy. It felt good to be trusted and relied on by a lover. "It's okay not to participate in this small competition. I know what you care about. Why don't you ask your fans tomorrow?"

"That's right, we'll know after asking tomorrow." Pei Lang felt relieved. He asked the fans on the site. If they all wanted him to participate, it would be fine to have some fun since he had nothing to do.

Pei Lang was still thinking about how to edit the copy and ask questions, but Yan Han had already picked him up and walked towards the bedroom.

We took a shower together and played in bed until midnight before going to bed.

The next day, Pei Lang was finally woken up by hunger. When he got up, Yan Han had already gone to the company. He went downstairs to eat and chatted with Aunt Lin before going upstairs.

After he asked the question, he quickly received responses from his fans.

[——Uncle Lang, go ahead and do it. We all support you.]

[——I look forward to Uncle Lang's songs of other styles. As long as they are sung by Uncle Lang, I will accept them.]

[——Yes, healing music doesn’t have to be soothing and gentle, it can also be sonorous and powerful. What I like is Uncle Lang’s voice. No matter what style he sings, it can heal me.]

[——Of course we should support Uncle Lang’s songs, don’t worry too much. Uncle Lang can tolerate all our good and bad emotions, so we should also unconditionally understand Uncle Lang’s choices.]

[——Uncle Lang who asked this question also wants to participate. Although there are many strange operations in that circle, I believe Uncle Lang will definitely become a breath of fresh air.]

[——Uncle Lang, just don’t get too tired. We all support you and look forward to more works.]

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Pei Lang was moved by these heartwarming comments. As expected, everyone here is an angel, very tolerant. Since they asked, then let's join in. Pei Lang immediately replied to the person from yesterday.

There is no limit to the songs that can be submitted, as long as they are original. If there is any plagiarism, the singer will be eliminated. The singers only have half a month to prepare the songs, and they must be original, which is a test of their professional ability. The data will be checked one month after the song is released, and the data statistics will be completed one month later, and the ranking will be determined.

The top three will receive prizes, and the higher the ranking, the richer the prize.

Those who did not get the prize will also have their rankings announced. Although they have no chance to win the prize, they still have the opportunity to show their face. Platforms with impressive data will give them a certain amount of commission, which is not bad.

Therefore, there are many people who sign up, and the prizes are awarded based on their own abilities. The backstage staff will also pay close attention. If there are people who maliciously inflate the data, the false data will be cleared, and those with serious circumstances will be eliminated directly.

Since he had decided to participate, Pei Lang started preparing without stopping.

But I just can’t decide on the style.

Later, I decided on the direction based on my own conditions. Young Fairy Hero, I happened to have played the leading role in a fairy tale drama before. The director asked me to write the theme song, but I missed it because of my busy schedule. Later, I felt very sad and wanted to write a song. I took this opportunity to write what I wanted to write.

This made Yan Han suffer. Pei Lang was very serious and revised the lyrics and music again and again. He was often busy until very late and had no time to accompany him.

Pei Lang shines when he works hard, especially when he does something he likes. He is happy even if he works himself to death. Yan Han sees this and is afraid that Pei Lang will be too tired to sleep well, so he asks Aunt Lin to pay more attention to the food.

When they were so busy that they forgot about time, Yan Han couldn't bear it and would force them to rest. He said that he didn't want Pei Lang to take his career too seriously, but in his heart he was happy for Pei Lang who worked so hard.

Ten days later, the song was completed, and the first person to hear it was Yan Han.

Pei Lang played the accompaniment and pulled Yan Han to his side, and began to sing the song that had taken ten days of hard work. The accompaniment was magnificent, and the prelude alone was enough to make one's blood boil. The lyrics were full of chivalry, and Pei Lang's voice was still as beautiful as ever, but the rhythm was different from before, and the tone was more powerful and more tenacious.

This song expresses the spirit of immortality and chivalry vividly and exquisitely, and the lyrics are beautiful and profound. The four-minute performance is like watching a fairy tale movie, which makes people unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Yan Han was like this, so much so that after the song ended, he still stared at Pei Lang, as if he was looking at a rare treasure in the world, and completely forgot the purpose of Pei Lang letting him listen to the song.

Pei Lang trusted Yan Han and believed in Yan Han's picky ears. He sang it to him before releasing it just to get his opinion. He would make changes if necessary and only record and upload it after making sure there was nothing to change.

"Husband...? How is it? Does it sound good?" Without waiting for Yan Han's comment, Pei Lang spread out his five fingers and waved them in front of Yan Han, and Yan Han came back to his senses.

"Perfect, very nice to listen to." Yan Han commented in a pretentious manner to hide his absent-mindedness.