Chapter 9;

"Didn't you ask me to help translate yesterday, just then Sister Li sent me again, so I asked her to help you translate, she feels that you wrote better than my album title song, see if you can help me make a title song from scratch?"

"What type of album is yours?"

"What?"

"Don't you know what the title song of your album is?" Seeing the mother god with a confused face, Wang Ziwen suddenly felt that she was not so unsightly, and she could still score a little cuteness.

"The main music?"

"Almost, that's what it means. ”

"What do I think?"

"If you don't know, then you can say what style you want to sing, you should know this!" looked at the little confused face and suddenly felt a little cute......

It's really torturous to have such a sister on the stall!

"Suited me. ”

After speaking, looking at Wang Ziwen with a confused face, she felt very innocent, isn't the title song the more suitable for herself, the better?

"Forget it, it was your agent who called you just now, right?"

"What?"

"Just call her and ask?"

Seeing his own sister who said that he would fight, Wang Ziwen touched his head and felt that it was not easy to be her agent, just now the suspect was verbose and made people fall asleep, and now he will call if he has something.

What about the festival?

"Hey, Sister Li, have you slept, I don't have anything to do, but Xiaowen has something to look for you. ”

Wang Ziwen, who took the mobile phone, felt speechless, what is this TM called, what is it called that I have something to do with her? What can I do with her?

Silent silence...?

……………

He didn't know what to say, because he only remembered it now, and he didn't know if the person named Sister Li had anything to do with his predecessor, why didn't he think of this just now?

Just now, I thought this mother god was a little cute, but now if you look closely, it's obviously a tigress.

Well, it can't eat people, but it can torture dead people.

"Hey!"

Wang Ziwen, who really didn't know how to speak, still spoke, no matter what he had to do, he still had to do what he had to do, and now he couldn't fall asleep in three seconds, what could he do?

"Xiao Wang, my name is Tian Li, you can call me Sister Li like your sister!

"Okay," I heard the somewhat lazy voice on the phone, and now I can't imagine what the other party looks like, but I can still hear that the other party is very tired, is it disturbing others?

The most important thing is that she doesn't seem to know the predecessor, anyway, this level is just a series of scaring herself.

"Tell your sister if there is nothing important, and she will know what rest time is when she returns." ”

Looking at the mother god with a threatening face in Bibi's small fist, she opened her mouth and said, "She doesn't know what the title song of her album is, let me ask you!"

After speaking, I saw the listless mother god next to me.

That's nice!

It turns out that others are playing like this... As for whether it was because the predecessor and the person on the phone didn't know each other, or if it was a pit on the mother god, I don't know.

"This girl, don't you know that she only has the title of an album, and the chorus is naturally around the main hit?

"Then what song do you think suits her, and you know her character. ”

"It's suitable for her, as long as it's not a saliva song, although the saliva song can be more popular overnight, but what she needs now is to remove the vase character and don't need to accumulate popularity. ”

"Okay, that's it, if there's something else to tell me?"

is different from the other two confused ones, Wang Ziwen, who ran to the bedside when he saw Wang Xiaoying, handed the mobile phone.

At this time, the little black fat man's black face was full of curiosity, but he knew that the netizen was not only Wang Ziwen's sister, but also a big star in Huaguo, what happened?

looked at Wang Xiaoying, who was depressed and didn't know who he was talking to, and Wang Ziwen, who took out a pen and paper and didn't know what he was writing.

Is this something wrong?

How does it feel like something is serious?

"Okay, Sister Li, go to bed early. ”

"You tell her, don't sleep if it's okay, wait and send her the song!" With a pensive face, he saw Wang Xiaoying, who was about to hang up the phone, mentioned, as for whether people listen to it or not, it doesn't matter.

"What kind of song do you want?" asked after a moment's thought.

Seeing the contemplative Wang Ziwen, Wang Xiaoying said as a matter of course: "I want a lot!"

Seeing the expression on my sister's face, I really wanted to make people crazy, but there was nothing wrong with what she said, what could I do?

"Then what will you do?" In addition to continuing to ask, I really can't think of a better way, the next time I ask such a mentally retarded question to my mother god, I quit the entertainment industry, Wang Ziwen secretly swears.

"Sister Li, you wait a while and then go to sleep, Xiaowen seems to be writing a song, I'll send it to you when he finishes writing. ”

"Can you speak English, Wang?" Avril couldn't help but know what was going on.

"Yes, yes, we don't understand, I'll be the king of you to teach me Huaxia Niu B,"

I don't know if there is a Chinese style in this world? But even if there is, it should be followed by the local customs, and the Chinese style feels the same as the ear.

Forget it, it's too much of a waste to her! This big personality is really not suitable for the entertainment industry, why should you rely on your talent when you can rely on your younger brother? Go out to compare your brother with others, and give yourself a blind date, this is the life that many aunts dream of.

"Wang, what's wrong?" The more he looked at Wang Ziwen's expression, the more strange it became, and the little black fat man really couldn't stand this feeling.

"Don't bother me," Seeing Wang Ziwen's serious face, even little Paul on the hospital bed was frightened?

"I'm sorry, it's nothing, Xiaowen will write me another song! Maybe inspiration came suddenly, you all study music, you should all know how important inspiration is to the author. ”

said that the whole person thinks he is so tall, and his younger brother can't be a man, so he will help him wipe his ass as a sister.

Looking at the expressions of the three of them when Wang Ziwen was writing a song, Wang Xiaoying wanted to laugh now, no matter who saw and heard three expressions when he heard something, he would want to laugh.

Little Paul is very confused now, writing songs? I remember yesterday when I wrote the song, why is it like this today? Because today is the Chinese national anthem? But it seems that what was written yesterday is also the Chinese national anthem, or was it translated into English later.

Looking at Avril Lavigne behind her thoughtfully, and Brother Baolan, who said that I am not playing, and then look at the expression on the face of Sister Wang Xiaoying, who was listless just now, now has a look on her face that she wants to laugh or not, although he is very precocious, but what kind of expression is it, he said that he really doesn't know.

"Written?"

"Hmm. ”

"Show me what song I can write in fifteen minutes!"

She felt that this song was definitely not suitable for her, either the song was written before and was not suitable for her, or it was a rough and bad song.

Fifteen minutes of energy body to make a song? Is there such a genius composer in the world?

Think about those white old men, and then look at his own brother who is a little handsome, even if he is not weaker than those masters, it doesn't mean that he can do what others can't do!

Wait, how do you save face for him?

Forget it, as long as it's okay, add the song to the album, and there are nine more songs anyway.

Wang Xiaoying, who took the notebook, thought to herself.

"Well, the lyrics are okay, what about the tune?"

"No, it won't. ”

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