At the same time, in a villa in Kyoto.
Wen Dai sat on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and clicked on the weekly list in the music software.
There are many types of music lists, including weekly lists, monthly lists, popularity lists, and a series of lists.
The weekly charts and monthly charts, as the names suggest, are the charts that end within a week and the charts that end within a month. The rankings mainly look at the purchase amount. It costs 1 yuan to buy a song. The greater the purchase amount, the higher the ranking. The higher the single ranking.
Of course, the monthly list is much more valuable than the weekly list.
After all, there are more people in the entertainment industry who release songs within a month than those who release songs within a week, and the volume is larger. If it can top the monthly chart, it means that the song is completely popular.
Wen Dai also wanted to top the monthly chart for the last time, but unfortunately, there is no chance this month, because this month Su Youmeng's "Tornado" dominates the chart.
In addition, her song was released too late, more than half of the month has passed, and now it is impossible to hit the number one spot on the monthly chart.
So she set her sights on the weekly charts. In the entertainment industry, countless singers, big and small, release songs every day, and there are actually quite a few new songs released within a week.
Although the weekly list is not as good as the monthly list, it is not something that just anyone can get on. What’s more, being number one on the weekly list is also very competitive.
If it can reach No. 1 on last week's chart, then that song's ranking on the monthly chart won't be too low.
She refreshed the list and saw that the song she had won the first place in "Heartbeat Melody" two days ago had rushed to the first place on this week's weekly list, nearly doubling the purchase volume of the second place.
I couldn't help but feel happy that she was firmly ranked first on the weekly list.
Tomorrow is the last day of this week, and the weekly rankings will be concluded in just one day. No one will surpass her.
She was thinking about it in her mind when she saw a call coming from her cell phone.
After seeing the caller ID, she answered the call without hesitation.
"Miss Wen, how are you? I'm not exaggerating! The song I wrote for you has already reached the top of the weekly charts!"
The caller was Qian Zhiming, a songwriter whom Wen Dai had worked with.
The song previously sung on "Singing Unbridled" was written by him.
"Indeed, your songs are of high quality."
Qian Zhiming continued with a proud and even somewhat arrogant tone: "I never do business of bluffing people. Although the weekly chart is only a small one, this song is far ahead of the second place on the chart, and it still ranks first." Ranking fifth on the monthly list.
It’s a pity that it’s the middle of the month. If this song was released at the beginning of the month, I’m afraid it could directly reach the top of the monthly chart, surpassing the song “Tornado”.”
Wen Dai did not answer his question, but asked: "Has the song I will sing in the next episode of "Singing Unbridled" finished?"
"It's almost done. All we have to do is record the song sample. I can send it to you tomorrow!" After saying that, Qian Zhiming went on to brag about himself.
"Just keep it in your heart, since this time you can win the first place, then you can still do it next time."
His tone was very confident, as if it was certain that Wen Dai would be number one in the next issue.
"However, this time it was because Su Youmeng was not feeling well, so I took the opportunity to win first place. Moreover, she did not sing the song Fang Yu wrote for her this time. Fang Yu was helping her behind her back. I'm worried... "
"There is nothing to worry about. Fang Yu is just a newcomer who has only written a few songs. His ability is not stable at all. Being able to write a few popular songs does not mean that the songs he writes will be popular. I am already He is a veteran in this industry, and his songwriting skills are much more sophisticated than his. You still don’t believe me! The number one spot in the next issue of "Singing Unbridled" will definitely be yours!"
…
In the Xindong hut, everyone is having lunch.
I just made a few simple dishes and saved my stomach for a good meal during the bonfire party in the evening.
At the dinner table, Hongke was very active. Perhaps because he had not given up on Su Youmeng yet, he kept talking about what happened to Su Youmeng and a group of students in junior high school and high school in a tone that was familiar to Su Youmeng.
Hong Ke and Su Youmeng were in the same school but in different classes in junior high school. They were assigned to the same class in high school.
So he has endless material to talk about, which teacher, which classmate, which famous event in the school, many things to talk about.
Although Su Youmeng ignored him throughout the whole process, he didn't care at all and continued to talk to himself.
I want to arouse Su Youmeng's resonance.
Fang Yu was happy but felt uncomfortable.
I’m happy because I can hear different stories about Su Youmeng from different people, and I can also take the opportunity to learn about Su Youmeng’s past.
The uncomfortable thing is that he was not involved in the things Hongke said about Su Youmeng. He was like an outsider.
An outsider who is incompatible with Su Youmeng's life.
Instantly, I felt that the rice in my bowl was a little tasteless.
At this time, Yu Mengfan, who was sitting opposite Hongke, stepped on Hongke's foot. The pain made Hongke tremble and almost jump from the bench.
Confused, he asked Yu Mengfan: "What are you doing?"
Yu Mengfan said innocently: "Eat quietly, it's a bit noisy, don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep!"
Hongke glared at Yu Mengfan, pursed his lips, stopped talking, and ate quietly.
I couldn't help but think, this is strange, why should I listen to her?
At the same time, Fang Yu saw Su Youmeng reaching out to rub his waist from time to time, so he leaned forward and asked Su Youmeng, who was sitting opposite him, "Does your waist still hurt?"
"Well, it's a little sour, but it's okay, it's not obvious anymore!"
The menstrual period usually lasts about 7 days. Su Youmeng has not yet completely passed her menstrual period. Her stomach no longer hurts, but her waist still feels slightly uncomfortable.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Fang Yu had stopped eating. He stood up from his seat and came to Su Youmeng's side. He leaned close to Su Youmeng's ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to rub it for you?"
Fang Yu's hot breath hit Su Youmeng's ears, causing her whole ears to turn red instantly.
His cheeks felt faintly warm.
I didn't expect Fang Yu to ask so directly. There were such a pair of people at the dinner table. Although only the two of them could hear what Fang Yu just said, they still felt shy.
Nodding shyly, he also leaned into Fang Yu's ear and said, "Well, go to my room!"
After saying that, he stood up and the two of them went upstairs together.
The other people at the table all looked at Fang Yu and Su Youmeng who were going upstairs one after another with confused expressions.
? ? ?
Have these two people already regarded them as nothing?
Are they still sitting here alive and completely ignoring them?
There is no need to eat, the dog food will just take care of it.
Yu Mengfan was so excited that the corner of his mouth almost burst into tears. He kicked Hongke's legs a few more times and said excitedly: "Hey, did you see it? It's sweet!"
…
inside the room.
Su Youmeng lay face down on the bed, her head buried in the pillow.
When Fang Yu's hand touched her lower back, her whole body tensed up for a moment, but slowly relaxed as Fang Yu kneaded her.
Xia Tian's clothes were very thin, and Fang Yu's palm was pressed against Su Youmeng's lower back, and he could clearly feel the other person's flesh and temperature.
"Can you bear this strength?"
"Um!"
Su Youmeng's entire face was as red as a monkey's ass. She buried herself deeply in the pillow and let out a muffled "hmm".
The two of them barely spoke after that, and the whole room was extremely quiet, so quiet that they could even hear each other's breathing.
Not long after pressing it, Fang Yu felt that his palms were sweating and his throat was inexplicably dry.
He licked his dry lips and shouted softly: "Little rabbit!"
No one responded, so when I looked closer, I realized that the little rabbit had fallen asleep.
Fang Yu sat by the bed and looked at Su Youmeng's sleeping face in trance.
"Who are you to her? It doesn't matter if I send you flowers or not!" - Hong Ke's words kept echoing in his mind.
Yes, in this situation, who is she to her? In what capacity can I control her?
Hongke is her classmate, what about herself?
friend? Colleagues who have been on the same show?
Fang Yu couldn't help but frown, he seemed not satisfied with this status.
He reached out his hand and gently touched the side of Su Youmeng's face.
Just as he was about to take back the hand that was stroking the side of Su Youmeng's face, he was grabbed by Su Youmeng who was sleeping and rubbed it against his hand.
