Chapter 13

"Kaze! Is this song really written by you?" Chu Ge and the others asked, still somewhat disbelieving.

"Hehe, Kaze, come clean, who is this Dong Xiaojie? Do we know her?" Suddenly, the literary youth Chen Shao hooked his arm around Kaze's neck and looked at him with a gossipy expression.

"Exactly, Kaze, come clean. If this song wasn't based on personal experience, it would be impossible to write it. Kaze, come clean, hehe, or else you'll be in for a rough time!" Chu Ge also joined in with a gossipy look.

"Exactly, exactly, a song like this must have some secret behind it. Come clean, hehe!" The tomboy Li Fang said gossipy.

"You wouldn't know her even if I told you!" Kaze could only say with a sheepish look.

"Tsk!" Several people made a gesture of disdain, but they didn't press the issue further.

At this moment, they exchanged glances and all wore mischievous smiles, looking at Kaze with a 'wolfish' gaze that made him shudder. "Hey, hey, don't look at me like that, okay?"

"Hehe! Come, Kaze, let's toast to your upcoming signing as a singer! I'll drink first, you follow!" Chu Ge chuckled, then raised his glass to Kaze.

Kaze rolled his eyes. This guy was at it again. He had no choice but to raise his glass and drink it all down.

"Kaze, come, I'll toast to you too. Don't forget us when you make it big!" Before Kaze could recover, Chen Shao also raised his glass, said a few words, and drank it all down, then turned his glass upside down, looking at Kaze expectantly.

The tomboy Li Fang, being attentive, refilled Kaze's glass. Kaze gave everyone a resentful look, but they all ignored him.

Next, Chen Jun, Xu Ming, Cao Mo, and the tomboy Li Fang took turns in a relay to toast Kaze.

After several consecutive drinks, Kaze, who wasn't a heavy drinker, felt his head spinning and was already a bit tipsy.

"Alright, Kaze, eat some food to settle your stomach!"

"Right, right, eat, eat!"

After that, they didn't all drink together, but Kaze knew that the feeling of being half-drunk was the worst. So, he took the initiative to toast everyone in turn.

Fortunately, Kaze had good drinking manners. Even when drunk, he didn't talk nonsense but fell asleep right away.

The next day, Kaze woke up around noon.

After washing up, Kaze took his ID and the songs he had written the previous day and went out.

He registered at the Beijing Music Association and applied for copyright certification for over a dozen songs, including "Pig's Song" and "Dong Xiaojie."

The Music Association's review time was 24 hours. They told Kaze that for the first registration, he needed to bring his ID to the association, but after that, he could submit applications through their website.

After 24 hours, he could check the certification results on the Music Association's website. The certification fee was only 10 yuan per song.

Once certified, the Music Association would mail the copyright certificate to the copyright owner.

After certification, he could download the electronic certificate from the Music Association's website and then list the songs for sale.

Kaze then registered at the Film Association and the Screenwriters Association. After that, he could handle all certification processes online without having to visit the associations in person.

Kaze called Liu Jie to inform him that he had completed the copyright certification and would have the results the next day.

Liu Jie immediately invited Kaze to visit the Reku headquarters. Kaze thought for a moment and agreed.

...

In the Iron Wolf Band's practice room.

"Here, take it! By the way, can you sing Cantonese songs?" Kaze handed a sheet of paper with the song to Chu Ge.

"Cantonese songs? Of course, don't you know I'm from Yue Dong?" Chu Ge said irritably as he took the paper.

"Alright, you said the Rock Night finals require an original song, right? Here it is!" Kaze said.

"A song you wrote for us?" Chu Ge looked at the paper with a doubtful gaze, and Xu Ming and Cao Mo also crowded over curiously.

After a moment, their eyes widened, and they looked up at Kaze in unison, as if they were seeing a monster, their eyes glowing.

Kaze had anticipated their reaction. It would be strange if they didn't react.

"Did you really write this?" They all asked in unison, looking at Kaze.

"What, don't believe me? Fine, I'll take it back!" Kaze pretended to take back the sheet music.

Chu Ge, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, quickly pulled it back. When he noticed Kaze's half-smile, his face turned red.

"Alright, practice well. I won't disturb you. You guys were really tough last night, I still have a headache. I'm going to sleep it off! See you!" Kaze knew they were all focused on the paper and was indeed still feeling the effects of the hangover.

"Wait!" Just as Kaze was about to leave, Chu Ge called out from behind.

Kaze turned around, looking at them with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, the three of them exchanged glances, their expressions becoming serious, which left Kaze confused.

Then they all bowed to Kaze, and Chu Ge said seriously, "Kaze! Thank you!"

"Damn! So serious, I thought you were up to something. Alright, I'm leaving! If you really want to thank me, sing the song well, or I might change my mind!" Kaze waved his hand casually and turned to leave.

As he turned, he heard a cheer from behind. Kaze couldn't help but shake his head, a slight smile on his lips. "These guys!"

...

Back at his small apartment, Kaze opened his computer and saw that a user named Black Cat was flashing on QQ.

Black Cat was Kaze's client for ghostwriting novels, and most of his ghostwriting jobs came through Black Cat.

There were several messages from Black Cat, asking Kaze to come online and contact him immediately.

"Brother Cat, I'm here!" Kaze replied.

A few seconds later, Black Cat, who was probably at his computer, replied quickly.

"Kaze, I have a good job for you, a city romance novel with a detailed outline. 10 yuan per thousand words, at least 10,000 words per day, paid daily. How about it? Interested?"

If it were the old Kaze, he would have taken it without hesitation. After all, the usual rate for ghostwriting was around 5-8 yuan per thousand words, and 10 yuan was rare. Kaze had never taken a job with a higher rate.

But the current Kaze, with countless novels from the other world in his mind, naturally didn't see this as a worthwhile job.

"Thanks, Brother Cat, but I'm afraid I can't take this job, and I probably won't take any more jobs in the future!" Kaze replied.