Chapter 204 I am the deputy clan leader, isn’t that awesome?

An album made up of so many golden songs can definitely be considered a masterpiece.

Just kidding, every song is a hit that can dominate the charts and can definitely help Lin Wantong’s status in the music industry reach a new level!
Even major awards from across the Taiwan Straits and Hong Kong can be booked in advance.

This year, Yang Xiao plans to make Lin Wantong, the so-called little queen, officially promoted to a recognized queen.

Become the well-deserved pillar of their Time Culture Media!

At the same time, we also want Shiguang Culture Media to make a name for itself in the industry.

It’s too late, we must speed up.

Even if he is just a cheating pianist and places a heavy bet on Lin Wantong, it is actually just a tiny contribution.

What’s a few songs?
The brutal battle for music copyright is about to begin, and even many platforms will be destroyed, so Yang Xiao has to make arrangements as soon as possible.

Since the digital music era began in 2004, the industry has been developing rapidly.

Up to now, there are many music platforms in the market.

Kuwo Music, Tiantiandongting, Duomi Music, QQ Music, Kugou Music.
In a few years, the previous music platforms will disappear in the wave.

Especially the so-called Tiantian Dongting.

This music platform, which originated from the Symbian system, is now at its peak in 2011.

It currently has more than 100 million loyal users.

When the industry was undergoing a major purge, it was finally acquired by Alibaba and then died in a copyright war.

Yang Xiao missed the video platform and is no longer eligible to enter.

But he still has a chance on the music platform.

He had even thought of the weapons he would use for entry in advance.

Well, let’s just call it – Time Cloud Music.

In the following time, Yang Xiao was busy with this matter in the company.

Zhang Yue thought it was reasonable to tinker with a music playing platform.

She could see Yang Xiao’s ambition from the cutting of the short video department.

Isn't the idea behind this to make the music department bigger and stronger?
She has not forgotten the declaration that the goal is the stars and the sea.

To this end, Yang Xiao asked Zhang Yue to help him register another shell company, named Shiguang Cloud Music Development Co., Ltd.

In addition, with the recommendation of Huang Zhengfei, he spent a lot of extra money to outsource a new software application development team and incorporated it into the company.

Used to develop the so-called – Shiguang Cloud Music APP.

This company will be 100% controlled by Shiguan Technology Network Co., Ltd.

It's a bit of a nesting doll, but it's a normal business practice.

These days, Li Yuanbao's school in Huicheng has already started classes, and he rushed there reluctantly.

Only Zhou Hongyu and Tan Bin were left at home, as well as Yang Xiao, who was busy until the evening before coming back to rest.

That day, Tan Bin and Zhou Hongyu happened to be at home.

The latter called Yang Xiao out on the pretext of going out to buy drinks.

"Brother Xiao, can I discuss something with you?"

"You look so weird, tell me, what's the matter?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "It's not about Tan Bin, right?"

"how do you know?"

"Haha, he said at first that he would stay for two days temporarily, but now it's been several days and he still hasn't left. Does he want to stay in Shenzhen?"

"Yes, he said he doesn't want to go back to Wancheng to work in the factory, and wants to stay in Shenzhen to find a job. He just wanted to ask, is it okay for him to stay with you temporarily?"

Zhou Hongyu scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and said a little embarrassedly:

Yang Xiao glanced at Zhou Hongyu at this time.

Damn Zhou Hongyu, is he trying to keep Tan Bin here in order to win over Tan Yue?

"Why are you looking at me? This is Binzi's own idea. It has nothing to do with me. He is just embarrassed to say it, so I am here to say it for him."

Zhou Hongyu met Yang Xiao's gaze at this time, and quickly waved his hand to dispel his doubts, and then continued,
"But at his age, it's really meaningless to go back to work in the factory. It's better for him to look for a suitable job in Shenzhen. He said that if he can't find a suitable job, he can be a waiter in a restaurant. A salary of two to three thousand is enough. Binzi also wants to be closer to his sister."

"Just let him pay attention to his personal hygiene."

"Okay, I'll go tell him. By the way, don't let Tan Yue know about this for the time being."

"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."

Yang Xiao nodded, with an indifferent look on his face.

As for whether to keep it secret, is it necessary? Even if you know, what can you say?
How is working in a factory better than being a waiter?

Anyway, this house has three bedrooms and a living room. He and Zhou Hongyu probably spend most of their time living on campus, so the room is empty anyway, so it's fine for Tan Bin to stay there.

He also knew what made Tan Bin embarrassed. It was not difficult for the kid to find a job in Shenzhen, but his financial strength was still too high to rent a house.

Of course, Yang Xiao is also familiar with these routines.

It is estimated that Zhou Hongyu had already agreed to this matter with Tan Bin, so now it is just a favor for him.

After all, it is reasonable for Zhou Hongyu to care about the other person's sister and want to take care of his brother-in-law.

There are many talented people in CUHK, right?
Zhou Hongyu had better pray that the main battlefield over there won't be easily captured.

Time came to May 9 in a blink of an eye.

Yang Xiao and Zhou Hongyu came to school carrying a suitcase each.

At this time, the new students are enrolled and the scene is bustling.

There was a crowd of people at the school gate and cars were honking non-stop.

The two of them were quite leisurely. After entering the school, they separated due to their different majors and reported to the designated classrooms.

At the payment counter, I swiped my card to pay the tuition, and then received a set of military training uniform.

Yang Xiao is from the Law School. He joined the class’s QQ group — Class 2011, Sociology, 1 — through his counselor.

Yang Xiao came on the second day. The registration was finally completed. When he joined the group, there were already more than 40 people in it.

After he joined the group, he didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

Instead, the screen was quickly flooded with comments and the chat became very lively.

Some classmates who registered on the first day had a meal together last night.

Some men and women even fell in love with each other and added each other on QQ.

Yang Xiao did not speak, but quietly changed his group nickname, then dragged his box and walked towards the dormitory building.

There are 2 male dormitory buildings.

"Classmate, do you want to buy some cotton wool?"

"Classmate, do you want to buy a three-piece suit?"

"classmate."

Downstairs in the dormitory, many seniors who worked part-time as sellers were waiting at the door.

When they saw Yang Xiao approaching with a suitcase, they immediately knew that he was a freshman, and they all rushed to him.

"Thank you, no need for now."

Yang Xiao sent away the seniors who were selling goods and slowly climbed to the 4th floor.

Walking through the corridor, a strange smell mixed with dampness hit my nose.

Although Yang Xiao did not go to this school in his previous life, he still missed it a little.

Some special occasions always seem to be accompanied by some special things, which are quietly engraved in the memory.

402.

Yang Xiao found the dormitory assigned to him.

The door was wide open and Yang Xiao walked in dragging the box.

A quadruple room with a bed on top and a desk underneath, and a wardrobe in the middle.

The fan in the dormitory was hung on the inner wall, turning weakly.

The two upper bunks in the innermost room were already occupied. Two people were lying there playing with their cell phones and chatting in Cantonese.

Only two seats on the left and right of the entrance were left vacant.

Both positions have disadvantages.

The person on the left will probably be responsible for turning off the lights in the future.

The person on the right is most likely responsible for closing the door.

Yang Xiao directly chose the one on the right, mainly because the door could be blocked when opened, so there was some privacy. Even if he was responsible for closing the door, it would still be a piece of cake for the upper bunk.

When Yang Xiao entered the room, the two people inside stopped talking at the same time, and just watched him clean up and make the bed.

Yang Xiao was quick and efficient. He first took out a towel and wiped the dust off the bed and the table. Then he made the bed in just a few minutes.

Both of them were a little confused as to why there was only a mattress, pillows and sheets in Yang Xiao's suitcase.

And then there is a thin air-conditioned quilt?
He could live there, but where were his other clothes? In his backpack that wasn't too bulging?

Yang Xiao didn't know what they were thinking, but they actually guessed it right.

Summer clothes are not thick, so he only packed two sets in his backpack, and the rest were left in the rented house.

Since he was not sure about the quality of the bedding sold in the school, he actually bought some from outside. He did not think it was a hassle and just put it in his suitcase and brought it over.

After finishing the cleanup, Yang Xiao looked at the dusty floor and was about to clean it as well.

Perhaps guessing his intention, before he could take the next step, one of his roommates wearing glasses spoke.

"Classmate, why don't we just wait until everyone is here and then clean up together?"

"That's right. Anyway, we have to gather in the classroom soon. I guess another classmate will be here soon."

Neither of them speaks very standard Mandarin, but their voices look somewhat similar.

Before Yang Xiao entered the room, he heard them communicating in Cantonese and guessed that they were all from Guangdong Province.

At this time, he also took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Yang Xiao, from Lincheng, what are your names, classmates?"

The man with glasses sat up from the bed: "Guan Songlong, from Yangcheng."

The other boy had high, permed side bangs, and his bangs seemed to have been sprayed with styling gel.

After he glanced at Yang Xiao, he immediately looked at his phone, his tone somewhat indifferent:
"Zhang Jun, from Chaozhou."

Yang Xiao was not angry at Guan Lilong's rude behavior.

Yang Xiao saw a pair of Adidas shell-toe sneakers placed under his bed, a laptop with a lit screen on the table, and a guitar hanging at the foot of the bed.

A bit of personality, I guess?

But it’s just a little, not much.

Of course, the so-called having personality, to put it simply, means liking to show off.

Everyone is very ambitious.

I guess he looks down on everyone and thinks everyone is stupid.

What is a dormitory roommate?

This is usually the case in the first year, and everyone still needs to work on their relationship.

At the latest starting from the second year, when people in a dormitory have enough time to get used to each other, they can probably get along well with each other.

Of course, there are also those who have been independent throughout their four years in college, and even pretend to be cool from beginning to end.

After all, there are too many college students with unique personalities these days, and the legend of Ma Jiajue can be passed down for ten or twenty years.

Yang Xiao also expressed his approval of Guan Songlong's proposal.

So I just lay down on the bed and took a rest.

Just a few minutes after he fell down, another boy carrying a suitcase walked in.

"Brothers, I'm here."

The boy was tall and strong, and he looked very outgoing. He spoke with a northern accent and greeted everyone excitedly.

"My name is Mu Xingwen, and I'm from Shandong Province."

Yang Xiao and Guan Songlong, who was wearing glasses, greeted him with a smile and exchanged their names and hometowns.

Zhang Jun still looked dead set, thinking he was cool, handsome and awesome.

Mu Xingwen frowned, said nothing, and started to make the bed.

He looked at the iron fence bed covered with a thick layer of dust, stopped for a moment, ran to the balcony alone, walked around, and came back. Finally, he couldn't help it, frowned, and took out an unopened towel from his backpack.

This was his only towel, which he intended to use to wash his face.

Now it seems that I have miscalculated. In order to clean, I have to take it apart temporarily.

If it doesn’t work, I’ll have to go to the convenience store downstairs and buy another one.

Yang Xiao seemed to have seen what he was thinking at this moment, and took the initiative to say: "There is a towel on my table that I just used to wipe the table. Do you want to use it?"

Another reason why he didn't plan to choose Mu Xingwen's bed at first was that it was too dirty.

"Thank you then."

Mu Xingwen saw it just now. Perhaps because of Zhang Jun's coldness, his enthusiasm also faded, and he was too embarrassed to speak at this time.

Now that Yang Xiao had taken the initiative to instruct him, he was no longer polite. He took it himself, wet it under the faucet on the balcony, and began to wipe it.

On the other side, Guan Songlong was also a warm-hearted person and took the initiative to ask, "Do you need help?"

"No, no, I'll do it myself."

Mu Xingwen smiled and quickly made his own bed.

After a moment, he took the initiative to find another topic and said;

"You were all born in 92, right? What month?"

Guan Songlong smiled and said, "In June."

Seeing that the three people in the dormitory were all looking at him, Zhang Jun felt embarrassed to keep pretending, so he said, "I'm August."

"No way, I'm born in March. I'm not the oldest in the dormitory, am I? What about you, Yang Xiao? What month are you born in?"

"I'm in January."

Yang Xiao said without blushing or beating his heart.

Although he was born in November, he was used to being called the eldest, and now he doesn't want to be called the youngest every day.

If it gets out, it will lower your status!
"Okay, you are the boss of the dormitory from now on. How about you be the dormitory head?"

"No need. It's not whoever is older who takes the position. I think you are the most suitable."

"Hey, anyone can be it."

The conversation started and Yang Xiao also started chatting with them.

For example, discussing what games to play, or even the current situation in the class, how many girls there are, whether they are pretty, etc.

Including Zhang Jun, they no longer had the attitude of not wanting to talk to anyone at the beginning, and would interject from time to time.

When it was time for lunch, Mu Xingwen suggested that they go to the cafeteria for lunch together, and Yang Xiao and Guan Songlong had no objection.

Only Zhang Jun started to act weird again: "You guys go eat, I'm going to go find a friend of mine."

After saying that, he put on his shoes and left.

After he left, Mu Xingwen couldn't help but complain:
"This guy is a bit pretentious, is he a rich second generation?"

"do not know."

Although Guan Songlong was from the same province as him, and even though he had chatted with him for a few minutes before, they were not close friends, so it was not easy for him to give him much advice.

Yang Xiao also smiled, and then the three of them went to the cafeteria slowly.

Zhou Hongyu was also in trouble.

He is not particularly lively and cheerful, but he is still friendly to others.

Especially after this holiday, I have been hanging out with a lot of netizens and Shamatte, and I am much more eloquent than before.

Several of the guys in his dormitory are internet addicts, and they are trying to find common topics through games.

“I DNF.”

“I play CF.”

"I play QQ Three Kingdoms and Legend of Mir 2."

"I play them all, but I'm not that interested in games right now."

Zhou Hongyu looked disdainful at this moment. He sat high on the bed and looked down upon everyone. Then he suddenly jumped down and said, "Brothers, let me ask you, have you heard of the Spirited Boy?"

One of them didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile: "Spiritual boy? Isn't that just Shamatte?"

Another person immediately retorted: "No, no, I've heard of it. It's not Shamatte, it seems to be another family."

"you know?"

"Hehe, don't look at me as a flat-head now, I used to be a spirited young man who changed into a Shamatte."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist!"

"Could it be you too?"

Zhou Hongyu smiled at this time, with an inexplicable look on his face:
"I'm the deputy leader of the Spiritual Youth. Isn't that awesome?"

(End of this chapter)