I Was Stuck on the Same Day For a Thousand Years

Chapter 175: If It Does Not Become Popular, I’ll Give You Your Money Back!

Wu Yurong didn’t want to control her daughter, on the contrary, she gave her daughter a very relaxed environment to grow up, with very little control.

Her daughter liked music, so let her play!

As long as it didn’t delay her studies, it’s fine!

But Wu Yurong deeply knew how many unnecessary troubles would be caused by a girl who was too beautiful! Wu Yurong herself learned her lesson!

She didn’t allow anyone to hurt her daughter!

Therefore, Wu Yurong would immediately know who approached Song Xuan with other intentions, and without her knowing, she would let this person disappear in her daughter’s life!

After Song Xuan finished speaking, she finally took Wu Chen’s hand.

He looked at Wu Chen very excitedly.

The atmosphere immediately went wrong.

Wu Chen still had a smile on his face and glanced at their hands.

Song Xuan immediately let go.

“That… senior… don’t get me wrong… I’m a bit too…” Song Xuan was a little embarrassed, but she leaned forward, explaining in a low voice, “Senior, I’m really feel sorry for you. You want to make money so much, you want to be self-reliant, right? You want to get rid of that old woman, right?”

Song Xuan referred to Li Ruobing as an “old woman”.

There was a deep prejudice!

Wu Chen knew!

Before coming out to the coffee shop, Wu Chen talked with Li Ruobing alone, mainly to explain to Li Ruobing that if Wu Yurong called her, how would she cooperate.

He also asked what she and Song Xuan talked about.

From this, Wu Chen knew how Song Xuan would feel after talking with Li Ruobing.

Because he understood Song Xuan’s character!

Talking to Li Ruobing, she would be docile.

She didn’t like to argue with others, didn’t want to cause trouble for others, and didn’t want to be misunderstood!

But… it didn’t mean she had no idea!

If Song Xuan could not have a good impression of Li Ruobing, then hell be damned!

Of course, Song Xuan herself was not a person who spoke ill of people behind their backs, or intentionally gossip!

She was mistaken!

The last time she saw Wu Chen, she didn’t pay much attention to what Wu Chen wore. Those were not the key points.

Wu Chen wanted to sell her a song, so she just came to see him.

The song was the key point!

But this time, Song Xuan took the initiative to meet Wu Chen, her mentality changed drastically!

She thought that Wu Chen was very talented, someone who could blow up the internet with one song in one day.

It might be just admiration to outsiders, but to Song Xuan who had been playing music for many years and wanted to pursue success in music… she knew how incredible it was!

Her shock was beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Of course, she’s not the kind of girl who would destroy other people’s feelings!

She really just misunderstood now.

She had a kind heart! She really felt sorry for Wu Chen!

It should be said that this situation was an “accident”!

Because Li Ruobing was able to receive Song Xuan’s call, it was an accident!

Wu Chen’s original plan was not what it was now, but since the “accident” had already happened, Wu Chen simply changed his routine and took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, so he deliberately looked at his watch and deliberately held the car keys…

“Senior! Look at the results of “Soul Cure”, do you know that you are popular, senior?” Song Xuan took out her mobile phone again and showed Wu Chen the music list on the mobile phone, “There will be big companies signing you. You can become a star…”

“Don’t talk about that.” Wu Chen shook his head with a smile at this moment and said, “I won’t debut.”

“Why? Senior, you post a song… You don’t want to be a singer… Don’t you want to make money?” Song Xuan immediately asked.

She couldn’t understand Wu Chen.

“A lot of things… are not what you imagined,” Wu Chen said in a slow voice and smiled without explaining.

“Senior! You… Is that old woman holding something against you?” Song Xuan asked with her eyes wide open thinking about every reasonable explanation she could think of!

From a psychological point of view, the first impression a person gave was very important! And Song Xuan’s first impression of Li Ruobing was very bad! When a person thought that another person was bad, he would further think that the other person was bad.

“Senior, is she threatening you?” Song Xuan asked again.

“No, really not, can we stop talking about this?”

“Senior, don’t change the subject! You are a man! You can improve yourself!”

“It’s really not what you think.”

“Senior, don’t force yourself to smile! You pretend to be relaxed and smile all the time, I understand you!” When Song Xuan said this, her complexion changed, because she really understood what it meant to “pretend to be relaxed and smile”, and she seemed to be happy every day, very relaxed.

However, the pain in her heart was not known to outsiders!

“Let’s talk about songs. Did you not ask me to buy my song?” Wu Chen ignored Song Xuan’s words and forcibly brought the topic back.

“Yes, buy a song! By the way, senior, I have to apologize to you for what happened yesterday. You didn’t come to trick me. I was wrong. Your song is worth a hundred thousand, no, it’s worth a million!” Song Xuan’s attention was drawn back.

For the next ten minutes or so, Song Xuan devoted herself to discussing music matters with Wu Chen, and from time to time, she praised Wu Chen and “Soul Cure”. Although her praise was sincere, it was also deliberate.

Because she wanted to make Wu Chen feel at ease, she came here with the mentality of begging Wu Chen, hoping that Wu Chen would sell her a song, for fear that Wu Chen would embarrass her because of what happened yesterday.

Song Xuan was really serious. She really wanted to sing a popular song!

This was her musical dream for many years!

She was still complaining to Wu Chen during the conversation, saying how difficult it was for her these years, how she persisted, how she failed repeatedly, how many songs she released but was not accepted by the public, and so on.

“…Senior, can you write me a song?” In the end, Song Xuan looked at Wu Chen pitifully.

“One hundred thousand!” Wu Chen offered with a smile.

“Okay! I’ll give it!” Song Xuan immediately agreed.

“In addition… I want 50% of the net income of the song!” Wu Chen said again, it’s not just a lion who opened his mouth! It’s just a dream come true! The top lyricists and composers in the world dared not ask for such a price.

“Okay! No problem.” Song Xuan agreed without hesitation.

She wanted to be a singer, but not for money. She didn’t care how much money a song could make, as long as it became popular!

“Then it’s settled, pen and paper…” Wu Chen motioned to Song Xuan as he spoke.

Song Xuan quickly took out the small notebook and pen and handed it to Wu Chen with a smile on her face.

Wu Chen turned to the blank page at the back and was about to write, but stopped for a moment, raised his head and smiled and asked Song Xuan, “What type of song do you want?”

“Ah?” Song Xuan was taken aback, her big eyes blinked, then she frowned suspiciously and said, “Can I choose? Senior, how many songs have you written in total?”

“You just choose, and I will write it for you,” Wu Chen said with a smile.

“Writing now?! So soon?!” Song Xuan was startled. She would pay 100,000 and give up 50% of the proceeds. She must buy good quality, even if it couldn’t meet “Soul Cure”.

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But Wu Chen actually asked her to choose a subject and write it now? Also writing it immediately?!

“Senior… don’t mock me. Are you still angry?” Song Xuan pursed her lips.

“It’s not a joke, I’m serious. The song I write will definitely become popular.” Wu Chen smiled.

Song Xuan felt that Wu Chen was joking and didn’t believe what Wu Chen said.

“If it’s not popular, I’ll give you your money back, okay?” Wu Chen said with a smile.

Today, Wu Chen wanted Song Xuan to re-understand what it meant to be truly talented!