Chapter Seventy-Five: Lyrics, The Light Chaser
Hiss!
Ye Lingchen gasped, the emotions contained in his voice were extremely complicated, and he couldn't be humanized by outsiders.
The whole face was extremely red, as if congested.
I wanted to push Chen Xiaoyan away, but my lifeline was in the hands of others, and I was a little constrained.
"Hey, beauty, you...... You pay attention. ”
Ye Lingchen's voice was trembling.
"Hehe, he also pretended to be a decent gentleman. Chen Xiaoyan muttered drunkenly, "If you don't take the initiative, then I'll take the initiative to see how long you can endure it." ”
After speaking, she began to untie Ye Lingchen's clothes.
"Girl, this is really a misunderstanding, no offense, don't ......"
"Stinky man, he says no, but his body is very honest. Chen Xiaoyan had a flattering smile on her drunken face, and her hand twitched twice as she spoke.
Hiss!
Ye Lingchen was speechless, and this particular problem was a bit serious.
The next moment, Ye Lingchen's pants had been untied, and Chen Xiaoyan glanced at Ye Lingchen with a foxy look, and then, her body slowly went down against Ye Lingchen.
Ye Lingchen's mouth was dry in an instant, and his body was a little hoarse, "Hey, don't, no, don't ......"
"You saved me today, I have a good impression of you, so I simply gave you the first time, and I was always worried about those stinky men. Chen Xiaoyan's voice was vague and bitter, "Anyway, if you want to enter the entertainment industry, you have to indulge, and it's good to give it to you." ”
The next moment, Ye Lingchen's whole body softened, and he felt that he was about to take off.
Crouch...... it!
No, it's not going to work!
The veins on his forehead were exposed, his hands were holding on to the sheets, as if they were about to tear them apart, his feet were tense, and there was nowhere to put his toes.
Hold on, hold on!
Ye Lingchen kept hinting to himself.
It's only been five minutes, at least, at least, it's going to hold on for a while......
The next moment, Ye Lingchen's body stiffened.
Whew!
Panting heavily, calming down his mood, Ye Lingchen got up from the bed.
After all, I have no experience, so it's understandable to be faster.
Ye Lingchen comforted himself.
Jiang Chen Xiaoyan turned over, she was already asleep because of drunkenness.
A part of the saliva-like liquid overflowed from the corner of her mouth, adding a touch of indescribable description to her beautiful face.
So, is he still innocent now?
Ye Lingchen looked at Chen Xiaoyan who was asleep, a little stunned.
It's so late, I can't go back to my dormitory, or ...... Just slept here?
Lying on the bed, there was a superb beauty next to her, Ye Lingchen couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, but listened to a lot of Chen Xiaoyan's dream words, she was confused, and what she said was messy, Ye Lingchen listened carefully to understand something.
Combined with the dialogue between the three of them when the hero saved the United States, Ye Lingchen opened Douyin and searched for Chen Xiaoyan.
The avatar is a girl in a white cotton dress, and it is undoubtedly the girl on the bed.
In addition, there are many short videos on Douyin.
Wearing all kinds of fashionable clothes, either dancing or singing, always with a smile on his face, the first impression is that he is youthful and lively, beautiful and optimistic.
With his extremely beautiful appearance, he has accumulated more than 5 million fans on Douyin.
It's just that Internet celebrities are Internet celebrities after all, and the quality of fans is not half a star worse than that of celebrities.
It can be seen that Chen Xiaoyan works extremely hard, and updates Douyin every day, showing her perfect self, dancing sexy and singing moving.
She is bent on promoting from an Internet celebrity to a star, but unfortunately she runs into a wall everywhere.
went to a famous lyricist to ask for a song, and the request made by people was to sleep with her, to find the composer to change the song, and the request made by people was to sleep with her, to find the operation and beg for operation, and the request made by others still wanted to sleep with her, in short, if she wanted to enter the entertainment industry, she had to be slept with all the way......
This has to be said to be a sad story, the encounter was bumpy, and Ye Lingchen was a little speechless when he heard it.
Looking at Chen Xiaoyan, who was still frowning in her sleep, Ye Lingchen groaned for a long time, took a deep breath, and finally got up from the bed.
Turn on the desk lamp, Baidu, arrange and compose lyrics!
"Self-taught lyrics skills, +1 literary proficiency. ”
"Self-taught lyrics skills, +1 literary proficiency. ”
"Self-taught lyrics skills, +1 literary proficiency. ”
……
At this time, Ye Lingchen discovered that there was a lot of knowledge that was full of each other, and lyrics were included in the literary category.
Thinking about it, it is true, lyrics rely on the foundation of literature, just like composing poems, couplets, etc., if they are all independent knowledge, then it is repetition.
This also shows that the avenues are connected, and the different paths lead to the same end, but many similar things are artificially divided.
Because he originally had a literary foundation, Ye Lingchen knew it after watching it for a while and began to learn composition.
"Self-taught composition skills, arranging proficiency +1. ”
"Self-taught composition skills, arranging proficiency +1. ”
"Self-taught composition skills, arranging proficiency +1. ”
……
It wasn't until the second half of the night that Ye Lingchen put down his mobile phone, glanced at Chen Xiaoyan who was sleeping soundly again, picked up his pen, and began to write.
Title: "The Light Chaser"
Lyrics: If you're a firework on the sea
I am the bubble of the waves
At a certain moment, your light illuminates me
……
I can follow you
Like a shadow sleepwalking after the light
I could wait at this intersection
It doesn't matter if you pass by or not
Whenever I look up for you
Even the tears felt free
Some love is like the sun falling
Lose as much as you have it
……
Next to the lyrics, attach the score.
At the end of the song, the sky was already a little hazy, Ye Lingchen got up and was about to leave, but after a pause, he picked up the pen again and wrote at the end:
Don't be depressed, life is like an electrocardiogram, as evidenced by smooth sailing...... You're hanging.
Signed, Y!
Then, leave quietly.
The content of "Light Chaser" looks like it is about love, but in fact, the so-called light is not only love.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Xiaoyan woke up from the bed in a daze.
She raised her hand and hammered her dizzy head, sleepy-eyed.
Her mouth was very dry, she stuck out her tongue and licked it, there seemed to be something on her lips, and there was a strange taste in her mouth, which made her a little nauseous.
Memories of last night, bits and pieces, began to reappear in my mind.
Her pupils dilated, her whole body stiffened, and her face was terrified.
I hurriedly checked my clothes and felt them carefully, and then I was greatly relieved that I had not been violated.
It's just that last night, I seemed to help him......
Chen Xiaoyan's face turned extremely red, and her face was full of heat, oh my God, why was she so crazy last night.
The most important thing is that I was confused yesterday and didn't see what that guy looked like, so I lost a lot of money now.
However, since he didn't violate himself, he can barely be regarded as a decent man.
Chen Xiaoyan is very confident in her appearance, she was able to hold back last night, that man's self-discipline is really strong.
And...... He seemed to have saved himself, and the nausea in her heart was slightly lessened at the thought of it.
But no matter what, she quickly ran out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth frantically.
After carefully washing, Chen Xiaoyan walked out of the bathroom, glanced at the entire room with a complicated look, and prepared to leave.
Last night, I thought it was a dream.
However, when her eyes fell on the hotel table, she was slightly stunned.
On the table, the lamp was still on, and there was paper and pen, and something was written on the white paper.