At night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, insects are chirping, frogs are calling, and rice is fragrant.

Around the terrace, crowded with guests from the mushroom house, the breeze blows, sweeping away the heat of the whole body, and the group sits there, chatting all over the world.

However, it is mostly three older teachers who explain what they have seen and heard and share their own perceptions and experiences.

Su Luo and other young people mostly listened quietly, interjecting a few words from time to time, but they were also happy.

Suddenly, He Yu, who was sitting on the side, proposed: "Today, I finally reunited the four supergirls of the year, why don't we sing, one of you will sing a song, and Su Su You will also participate." ”

As soon as this remark came out, Huang Lei immediately agreed: "Teacher He's proposal is good, how many years have passed, and I can finally hear the singing voices of you again." ”

Gong Yali hesitated: "Forget it, I haven't sung for a long time, and my voice has become a lot jerky, I'm afraid that singing it will scare you." ”

Minjia on the side also spoke: "Yes, we don't know how many years we have been away from the stage, let's let Bibi and Su Luo sing a song." ”

Huang Shujun on the side said roundly: "Okay, okay, let's write and Su Luo." ”

Zhou Bibi didn't refuse, raised his head coolly, and said, "That's it, I'll hum a tune I'm creating in the past few days, but there are only two lyrics, for you to listen to." ”

He Yi smiled: "Then we are blessed, presumably the fans who watch the live broadcast now have earned it." ”

"Ahhh ”

"Zhou Bibi, I love you, the kind that loves love. ”

"Suddenly I feel that the pen and the pen are a bit of a match?

"Upstairs is rolling quickly, the pen is ours, you shut up, I'll listen to the song!"

On the terrace, everyone was silent, waiting for the pen to open their voices.

Under the watchful eye, the momentum of the pen and pen changed, as if it was a different person, and the voice was bright and full of emotion.

"I have a dream, like a red after the rain, with tears in exchange for a smile, and a kind of love, through the sea of people, picking up that lost dust ......?"

Singing this, Zhou Bibi stopped abruptly and said, "There are no words, here we are." ”

And everyone was still unsatisfied, Teacher He Yu took the lead in applauding, and said: "Just listening to the first few sentences, I can't help but look forward to it, I think the follow-up lyrics, you will definitely create them." ”

Bibi smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. He." ”

Huang Shujun also praised: "The tune is beautiful, and the lyrics are also very charming." ”

Hearing Huang Shujun's praise, the smile on the face of the pen pen was even bigger, you must know that Mr. Shujun's status in the music circle is not low, not to mention that he is the director of a music company, and he has won a lot of awards in the field of music alone.

What an honor it is to receive a compliment from him.

Only Fat Di on the side noticed Su Luo's gaffe, and couldn't help but push him, "Su Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Su Luo came back to his senses, put away his shocked look, and his mind was racing, Nima, isn't this the "most beautiful expectation"? But at this time, the pen does not seem to have completely created this song.

Thinking of this, Su Luo's eyes rolled, and he moved his crooked brain, and said: "Bibi, this song of yours suddenly inspired me to create something, I don't know if you are willing to use the words I wrote." ”

Zhou Bibi was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in surprise, although she didn't believe it in her heart, but out of politeness, she still smiled and said, "Wow, I'm looking forward to it." ”

Su Luo smiled: "Okay, you wait a while." ”

As he spoke, he had already run to the house, took a pen and paper, wrote out the lyrics with a brush, and handed it to her, "Look at it, are you satisfied?" ”

Huang Lei and the others looked confused, dumbfounded, this Nima, improvisation?

But they don't have confidence in the lyrics written by Su Luo temporarily, after all, it's just a flash of inspiration in the brain, and it hasn't been modified and filled, so can it be taken out and used?

If that's the case, then those of them who have lived for decades and have a lot of experience might as well find a piece of tofu and die head-on.

just shocked them, and when the three views were ruined, Zhou Bibi got the lyrics written by Su Luo, and trembled excitedly, and stammered: "Su, Su Luo, the lyrics you wrote are really in line with my heart." ”

Huang Shujun on the side couldn't help but say, "Let me see." When he took the paper and read it, he was speechless for a long time.

On this, every lyric shocked him, and even how many beats each line should be sung, was clearly marked.

And it took a young man in his early twenties to do all this, and it took less than half an hour.

"Am I really old?" Huang Shujun asked himself in his heart, and it took a long time to return the paper to the pen and pen, and the whole person suddenly aged a lot.

The pen on the side, holding the paper, thought for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Su Luo, can you sell me the lyrics on this paper?" ”

Su Luo shook his head slowly, his face turned pale, and he said sadly: "Su Luo, I really like your lyrics, as long as you are willing to sell them to me, no matter what conditions you propose, I will promise you." ”

Su Luo still shook his head, Zhou Bibi's eyes were miserable, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

At this moment, even He Yan couldn't look at it, frowned and said: "Su Luo, it's just a lyric, since you like it and are so sincere, you might as well sell it to her." ”

At the same time, a large number of black fans also emerged in the live broadcast room, and overwhelming scolding swept the live broadcast room.

saw Su Luo smile bitterly and shook his head, and said, "Teacher He, I don't sell lyrics, but I want to give it to the pen." ”

As soon as these words came out, Bibi was stunned for a moment, as if he had been reborn, as if he couldn't believe it, and said in a trembling voice: "Is what you just said true?

Su Luo said firmly: "I originally wrote it for you, and I didn't plan to collect money." ”

Only then did Zhou Bibi realize that he had misunderstood the other party, and he couldn't help but feel very ashamed, and said, "I'm sorry, it was my ...... just now."

Su Luo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can just be satisfied with this word." ”

Looking at Su Luo, who didn't care, the handsome face with an axe and a knife, with a bad smile on the corner of his mouth, the ghost made a god, and the pen suddenly opened his arms and hugged Su Luo.

All of a sudden, He Yi was stupid, and Huang Lei was stunned, not noticing that Xiao H in his arms was stealing his snacks.

Peng Peng and his sister Zifeng are the people who eat melons, but Fat Di frowned and pouted, and the audience in the live broadcast room also forgot to brush the barrage.

On the contrary, Su Luo, who was supposed to enjoy it, struggled at the moment, his arms danced wildly, and everyone was suddenly startled.

The pen was frightened and quickly let go of Su Luo.

And Su Luo, whose face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, coughed violently and gasped: "Bibi, you are really powerful." ”