Chapter 968: A Song Becomes Famous

"As the saying goes, fate can't be controlled at all. If you don't believe in the common saying, you just believe in the square. Those ridiculous rumors are called youth, and the world of mortals is rolling..."

In a narrow rental house in Kyoto, a woman in pajamas sat on a rough fabric sofa, looking down at her mobile phone blankly.

When the last song slowly faded away, the melody gradually decreased until it disappeared.

She let out a long breath, put down her phone, covered her face with a pillow, acted like an ostrich, and didn't even bother to watch the next episode.

Soon, the phone rang, she put down her pillow, looked down, and had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Sister Chen Yan, have you watched the drama yet?!"

"Li Li, I'm watching."

Li Li's excited voice came from the opposite side.

"Wow, it's so good! Sister Chen Yan, you sing really well. I didn't expect this song to be so suitable in this plot. My God, I'm going to cry. The effect is too good!"

Li Li talked a lot excitedly, and Chen Yan brushed her slightly messy hair. She didn't eat or take a bath after returning home today, and just waited until 8 o'clock in the evening to watch the drama.

But after she really waited for her song to come out, she lost her ability to judge and even turned off the barrage, so she didn't dare to watch it at all.

Am I singing well?

Such a good show, is my singing worthy of it?

Ding Tonger acted so well? Will I be scolded if I can't sing well?

Are many people scolding me online now?

When she was in the recording studio, she was very satisfied with the effect of her recording, and even Yang Duo, the always strict music director, praised her performance quite a lot.

But after so many years at the bottom of the music scene, she has seen too many situations where she thought she sang well, but after it was released, no one cared about it, or there was a lot of scolding.

Chen Yan has already understood that in many cases, people's dreams are not directly proportional to their strengths and opportunities.

Especially in the highly competitive entertainment industry, there are always very few people whose names can be remembered.

I, Chen Yan,

Can a twenty-nine-year-old singer who made his debut by imitation really sing well? Can it really be accepted?

Even when she heard Li Li's excited praise at this moment, she just showed a wry smile. Ai Yao's colleagues are very kind, so they will naturally encourage her.

Maybe, everyone on the Internet is scolding her for singing badly. Li Li probably called to comfort herself because she was afraid that she would not be able to figure it out.

"Sister Chen Yan, this song is popular, you are popular!"

However, the next moment, Li Li's voice continued to be heard, making Chen Yan feel as if she was in a dream.

"I'm on fire? How is it possible?"

Chen Yan still didn't believe it.

It’s not that she has never been popular. At Lin Yao’s concert, when Lin Yao stepped down to change her clothes, she sang a song with several harmonies to warm up the scene, benefiting from the attention of Lin Yao’s concert. At that time, she Also over a fire.

But after all, it was the enthusiasm that came from it, and she was quickly forgotten by the public.

Chen Yan felt that she might not be destined to become famous, probably singing silently was the most suitable way for her.

So, when Li Li said that she was angry, her first reaction was impossible.

"Really! Sister Chen Yan, go check it out online, what? It's the number one in the hot search? Wow!!! Sister Chen Yan, you are too fierce!"

Beside Li Li, there seemed to be voices from other colleagues. When she heard the people next to her say that Chen Yan had become the number one hot searched person, she immediately shouted exaggeratedly.

"I'm the number one on the hot search?"

Chen Yan felt a little confused.

"My god! It's amazing, now Ai Yao will have another famous singer! It's great!"

Li Li was already in ecstasy, and another voice rang out from the phone:

"Sister Chen Yan, congratulations! We all know how hard you worked, you deserve it!"

Chen Yan recognized that this was Xiaolan, who belonged to Aiyao's publicity and development department, which was very close to the recording studio. When Chen Yan practiced singing day and night, Xiaolan would look at her for a while every time she passed by. Sometimes I would call her to eat together, and sometimes I would bring her a boxed meal back.

After going back and forth, Chen Yan, who had low self-esteem, became friends with this little girl who was several years younger than herself.

The two friends sometimes had dinner together outside the recording studio, and Xiaolan asked Chen Yan why she practiced so hard.

Chen Yan just said calmly that she is so old, it will be too late if she doesn't practice.

She thought Xiaolan didn't understand, but Xiaolan suddenly said: "People who have dreams are amazing, come on Sister Chen Yan."

Chen Yan smiled and said that I just want to become famous and make more money, what dreams are not dreams.

At this time, hearing Xiao Lan's words, Chen Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and tears fell down.

"Sister Chen Yan, in fact, we all like you to listen to singing. Every time you practice singing, they say it sounds good. I often stand outside waiting for you just because I want to hear you singing! Hehe , you won't blame me, will you?"

Xiaolan's lively and lovely voice came over.

"Bah, the little girl wants to prostitute me for nothing! Next time I eavesdrop, I will pay you!"

Chen Yan wiped her tears and laughed through her tears.

"Wow, sister Chen Yan is popular now, so she doesn't want to let me listen to songs anymore!"

"I know how to mess around every day, I hate it, I'm dead!"

"Sister Chen Yan, besides me, there are many people who support you, come on!"

"Well, thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan wiped away her tears with a tissue, and impatiently picked up her phone and entered Weibo.

When she clicked on the trending search with slightly trembling fingers, she actually remembered the scene when she clicked on the webpage to check the admission status when she was taking the entrance examination for the Conservatory of Music.

However, at that time, she did not see her name.

But now, she saw her name on the top search.

"Chen Yan, 90,000 words."

It's a very simple one, but there is a word "boil" on the back, which shows that the song Chen Yan and Jiuwanzi is currently extremely popular.

Chen Yan clicked into this trending search.

This is when Aiyao's official blog posted a section of "Nine Thousand Characters" on the Internet when the TV series was broadcast.

Just finished watching the latest two episodes, the audience who are still immersed in the plot frantically flocked to this Weibo.

"This song was originally called Nine Thousand Words? It's really nice!"

"Oh my god, I cried when I listened to a song for the first time!"

"Chen Yan, is that Chen Yan from Lin Yao's concert?"

"This sound is so good! Oh my god, I want to repeat this song as a single for a week!"

"Chen Yan, 90,000 words, this is the standard song to become famous, right?"

"I've become a fan, begging Chen Yan to come out with a few more songs!"

The comment area is almost full of praises and exclamations left by excited audiences.

Many people have become fans of Chen Yan because of this song "Nine Thousand Characters", and some even found photos of Chen Yan singing at a small commercial performance on the Internet.

Someone also posted about Chen Yan's previous experiences.

"Was Chen Yan so difficult before?"

"Wow, I feel so distressed, Chen Yan is not afraid, sing well, and we will support you in the future!"

I actually have fans?

Chen Yan covered her mouth, feeling unreal like in a dream.

At the same time, there is deep gratitude.

She found Lin Yao's WeChat, hesitated for a moment, and finally sent another message:

"Miss Lin, I finally did it, thank you."