I have collected 50, and today I have more.

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"Oh."

　　 Hanyu looked at the text message returned by Misaka Mikoto on the phone with only a simple word nodded.

　　 "What does this mean? Do you show that you saw the text message? Or do you know the reason? Or forgive me?"

　　 Hanyu walked around in the living room, and he couldn't think of a reason after tangling there for a long time. So I decided to send another text message to try it out.

　　 After a random tap on the phone with his finger, Hanyu checked the text message he had edited.

"I ate the bibimbap you made in the afternoon. It was very delicious. Unfortunately, it was a bit cold. I really want to eat the bibimbap just out of the pot. You are very good. I am ashamed of that dish. Do you have any secrets? Can you teach me?"

After 　　, Hanyu deleted, deleted, changed and changed several times, and finally thought about changing back to the original version and sending it to Misaka Mikoto. Then I waited for news at home.

　　 Suddenly the phone rang, and Hanyu hurriedly picked up the phone to answer the call. As a result, the phone reminded him that Ren was also calling, and he was a little disappointed.

　　 "Hey, Renya. Is there anything else?" Hanyu answered the phone weakly.

　　 "Well? How do you feel that I called Hanyu, you are disappointed." Ren also felt that the voice on the other side of the phone was a bit wrong, so he asked.

　　 "No, it's just a little tired. Renya, what can I do if you call?" Hanyu explained a little bit and asked Renya's intentions.

"Oh, that's it. Don’t I have a personal blog? This time I’m going to update a video. Thinking of the soundtracks you used before, it’s very interesting, but I can’t find it online. So I want to ask you, yours Where did you get that music."

　　 "Well? Can't find it? You can wait. I'll turn on the computer and go to Penguin to tell you. I can't explain it clearly on the phone."

　　 "That's fine, I'll wait for you. Hang up first."

　　 "Okay, goodbye." After saying that, Hanyu hung up, went upstairs and returned to his room. When passing by Sawu's room, there was still no movement inside.

　　 Because this world is different from the original world, most of the East of the world, including neon, is China’s sphere of influence, so neon also uses the online chat software Penguin like China.

　　 But before Hanyu turned on Penguin on the computer, he had a guess in his mind. So first, I imported all the music from the mobile phone into the computer, and then searched it on the Internet based on the name of the music.

　　 As a result, Hanyu found that the messy music on his mobile phone could not be found on the Internet. And many of the famous music from the past life in my mind can't be found now.

　　 "Eh? I seem to have discovered something terrible again." Hanyu looked at the computer screen and touched his chin, but unfortunately he didn't have wise eyes to push him. Then Hanyu began to practice the system about messing up music on the phone.

　　 "System, why can't I find the messy music you gave me online."

　　 "The system replied: The music for trouble does not belong to this world, so this world does not exist."

　　 "Then the music from my previous life, I can't find it either."

　　 "The system replied: The parallel world has changed, and the host searches for it by himself."

After 　　, what Hanyu asked, the system stopped responding to him. So Hanyu was worried, and after repeated confirmations on the Internet, he found that the music that he remembered in his mobile phone really didn't exist in this world.

"Is there an inexplicable way to pretend to be forced? Um... I feel that music is pretty good. Copyright protection in this world is so powerful, and music is not like novels and comics. It is so tiring to write and draw every day, copying It doesn’t take much effort to make a piece of music. The big deal is that I don’t sing it by myself, but I can sing it to others. Um! Not bad, not bad.” Hanyu felt that making music, making music, had a low input and output, and it was too suitable for a salted fish like himself. .

　　 But these things are of no use to Hanyu now. After all, the level of music theory proficiency is only level 1. Hanyu feels that if he is engaged in music, it would be better to raise his level a little later.

　　 In the process of Hanyu's cranky thoughts, Hanyu turned on the computer and boarded the penguin. After finding Lun Ye's Penguin, he sent a message.

　　 "Lun Ye, you don't need to find it online, you can't find it?"

　　 "Why can't I find it? Now that the Internet is so developed, if you send me your name, I will find it?" Lun was also a little strange.

　　 "Even if I tell you your name, you won't find it."

　　 "Why? [Strange expression]"

　　 Seeing that Hanyu stopped his finger on the keyboard, he hesitated. Then he continued typing firmly.

　　 "Because I made those songs by myself."

　　 "Huh? Did you make it yourself? What do you mean?"

　　 "It means that those songs are all composed by me, and I haven't released them. So even if you know the name, you can't find it on the Internet."

　　 "You lie? How is it possible?"

　　 "This is the truth, besides me, have you heard those songs anywhere else?" Hanyu added an expression of his hands after the news.

　　 "It doesn't seem to be." Ren also thought about it at home, as if he hadn't heard it before, and some believed Hanyu's words.

　　 "So I made all these music myself."

　　 "Well, I believe you. But can you send me those music?"

　　 "Sorry, I was abrupt." After sending the message, Lun realized that he was a little bit abrupt.

　　 Seeing Lunya’s news, Hanyu hesitated, because whether it was in the past or in this life, it was like exchanging works between friends, but the imposter did not happen. And no one knows where the music in Hanyu's hands came from, so just give it to Renya, and Hanyu was a little worried.

　　 "Well, I sent it to you. Please pay attention to check it." After tangling for a while, Hanyu decided to believe in Renya. After all, after such a long time together, Hanyu can still trust Renya's character. And compared to other classic music in my mind, the relative value of these messy music is not so high now. Even if Lun also took music to impostor, he should recognize Lun Ye's face, and it would be nice not to have any contact with him in the future~lightnovelpub.net~ Those musics should be repaid in the past year. Lun also helped his kindness. But before sending it, Hanyu renamed all the music names to numbers like one, two, three, and four.

　　 On the other end of the network, after Lun also received the music, he started to open the music with the player and started listening. He didn't listen to everything from beginning to end, but after hearing part of it, Ren was excited to contact Hanyu.

　　 "Sri Lanka! Hanyu! Sri Lanka! I didn’t expect you to have musical talents."

　　 "It's nothing, it's just that I've been idle before, so I just did it casually."

　　 "Hanyu, can you let me use your music in the video? Don't worry, I will show the source."

　　 "It's okay, you can use it if you want." Hanyu also said that he didn't care about these things.

　　 "By the way, Hanyu. If I want to show the source, what should I write as the author? Write your name or your screen name?"

"Well, let me think about it." Hanyu thought about it. If he exposes his own destiny, maybe he will be in trouble, and although he is a little vain, he said that the source of these music is his own, but in essence he still wants to Be a salted fish. So he replied to Lun Ye.

　　 "Don't use my real name anymore, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

　　 "Then what do you think?"

　　 "Lao Wang next door, his stage name is Lao Wang next door."

　　 "Lao Wang next door? Is there any special meaning?"

　　 "Well, in the ancient East, this name has very deep connotations."

　　 After playing this game, Wang Yusheng shouted out of evil fun—"There is a loud noise in the sky, and the next door Pharaoh is on the stage."

　　 "嘭——"

　　 After speaking, there was a loud noise from outside the house.