"You said you wouldn't?" said Bao Lan had a black line on her face.

"Hmm!" Wang Ziwen nodded.

"Why?"

"Sore throat. ”

"OK, what about the tune?"

"I haven't written it yet!" said Wang Ziwen of course.

“…………”

Bao Lan was silent when he heard this.

He felt that Wang Ziwen was perfunctory to him.

Just like on the day of his graduation, he was impatient with Julie.

Is he verbose?

After reading the lyrics, he looked up: "What about the ones you missed in the middle?"

Is there a singing sentence that misses ten lines?

"That's rap. ”

"How do you sing it?"

"Rap. ”

"Gone?"

"Hmm!"

Saying that, he nodded: "I forgot, you can explore it yourself, and the accompaniment will be written to you when you have time." ”

“………”

Paulan was silent.

Didn't he know it was rap......

But how to sing is the point.

If he knew the high and low tones with a lyric, he would only take third place?

Wang Ziwen, who successfully talked to death, is now very distressed.

It is said that a cigarette after a meal is a race against a living immortal.

I still feel very good when I haven't eaten now.

He didn't know what was going on in Bao Lan's mind, and thought he was thanking him.

It's great to write a song for free.

If someone else didn't have two million, this song wouldn't be able to buy it.

Except, of course, newcomers.

Do those superstars lack this money? He believes that as long as there is a song, they will flock to it.

smashed a puff of cigarette and said to the two people who looked slightly weird next to him: "How do you feel about this song?" ”

Han Yanshuo raised his head when he heard this, choked up and said, "Brother Ziwen, thank you!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Yan, who was red-eyed in his arms, and said firmly: "We will definitely sing this song well." ”

Wang Ziwen waved his hand: "Don't thank you for a day, just sing well." ”

What's the use of saying thank you? This is what he wrote for them at the risk of fame, and there are 9 more songs to follow!

"Brother Ziwen, thank you for giving me the opportunity to sing. As he spoke, he bowed to Wang Ziwen.

Wang Ziwen hurriedly got up and helped the two of them, frowned and said, "Don't, I still expect you to sing the song red and sell it for a good price for my future songs!"

Hearing this, Han Yanshuo and the two were even more grateful to each other.

"Brother Ziwen must be here to help them, it's rare to see someone so talented and kind these days!" Yang Yan thought to herself.

This will make her react even if she is simple, the other party must have known her situation, otherwise it would be impossible to write such a good song.

In addition to being moved and shocked, they only met yesterday and were drunk last night, which means that the other party wrote it before getting drunk yesterday and today.

Thinking of waking up after calling Han Yanshuo four hours ago, he was obviously surprised, and began to think of the song that the other party cried and sang last night, although it was difficult to listen to, but it was very sad.

Quietly, she looked at Wang Ziwen's haggard face for no reason, and felt a little distressed.

Wang Ziwen looked at Yang Yan's strange eyes and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Don't know that his talent is interesting to him.

I shuddered, and I felt terrible when I thought about it......

"Brother Ziwen, was your song written for someone you liked last night?" Han Yanshuo, who really couldn't figure out why the other party wrote it for them, couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Wang Ziwen said decisively: "No. ”

said and shook his head: "I've never had a girlfriend, and I've never liked anyone, I wrote that song for you." ”

Joke...... has a small goal to earn 10 billion first, but he can't afford to lose the face that has been dumped.

If people knew that he had been dumped, wouldn't it be for others to step on his face......

"I still have a song," seeing a few people thinking, Wang Ziwen interrupted them, "I wrote it yesterday when I was playing the sun on the bridge, which is very suitable for Han Yanshuo." ”

"Another song?" Han Yanshuo looked surprised.

"That's right!"

Wang Ziwen said and nodded: "It's not just one, it's just that I only have these songs for you now." ”

"Brother Ziwen, just give us one song, we are already very grateful, you should keep the other two!" Han Yanshuo said gratefully.

"Are you afraid that the quality of the song is not good enough?" Wang Ziwen frowned.

"No, no, no......"

"That's it!" Wang Ziwen waved his hand to interrupt the stammering Han Yanshuo, "I'll sing it, and you guys will listen to it and decide whether you want it or not." ”

After speaking, he motioned to several people to shut up.

I don't know why I suddenly started playing this guitar, but I naturally have the ability to make up for the impression I made last night.

After thinking about it, let's start with the one that ruined the image last night.

"Ding......" sensational guitar.

"I want to ask you if you've seen a picture

The girl smiled sweetly, sweetly

………………”

Now he is sacred, after all, this is the first time he has sung in his previous life.

As for last night......

Was that singing? He's just playing with them.

"I love you and I am no longer a childish teenager

I'm so pitiful since you're gone

Let the wind tell you how much I miss you

Let the sunshine take care of you for me

That girl cried for you, her eyes red

That girl has spent her years for you

………………………………………”

At the end of the song, Wang Ziwen put down his guitar and looked at the three men and one woman who were dumbfounded.

said happily: "I'll do another song, this is what I wrote yesterday when I saw my sister's little assistant crying." ”

He felt that the song should be easier for people to bring in with a story, and besides, he didn't lie to people, and the little assistant did shed tears.

When I wrote this song, I also wanted to make the little assistant not so boring.

I looked for it and the feeling began the prelude.

"Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell ............"

"Under the warm sun, I welcome the fragrance, whose girl is it

…………”

Wait for the hoarse singing to sound.

The three of them were dumbfounded.

They felt that the quality of the previous song was much better than this one, but this one inexplicably felt very suitable.

It's like for someone who smokes too much.

Now Han Yanshuo understands why Wang Ziwen said that he smoked all night last night.

"I said the girl by the bridge, your fragrance

I put you on a new heart and engraved it in my heart

Girl by the bridge, your sorrow

I put you in the rest of the room, I don't want you to wander. ”

The end of the song.

Wang Ziwen took a sip of water, looked at the few people who were dumbfounded again, and said proudly: "How about it, I don't want it now." ”

Although he knows that he doesn't need to ask at all, no singer can refuse such a good song, but he always feels uncomfortable not pretending to be a B after he has the ability.

Why do people want to be singers, stars, superstars?

In order to live, I also want to gain the admiration of others, otherwise why do those outdated singers and actors who have made enough money stay in the entertainment industry with a dead face, some of them are indeed for life, but more for dreams.

Otherwise, why not change careers, if ordinary people are fine, even if a star is already angry, it is more convenient than ordinary people to do anything.

After a while, Han Yanshuo, who was too vain, said in a trance: "Brother Ziwen, there doesn't seem to be the one you sang last night...... in these two songs."

“…………”