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"Old Zhou, do you think Xiao Lin can write it?"

Hua Bijuan's face was full of worry, and she asked Zhou Ziqun next to her softly.

"Alas!"

Zhou Ziqun didn't answer his wife, and lamented alone.

Nanhu District, Shenzhen, Haojue Villa District, No. 8 Villa.

"Fei Fei, do you think this guy can write it?"

Lu Ruirui's mood at this time was a little complicated, she wanted Tang Lin to write it, but she didn't want him to write it.

"Difficult!"

Cen Feixue frowned and said.

"It's better not to write it!"

What you say is not necessarily what you think in your heart.

Fast Live Headquarters.

"Mr. Huang, Tang Lin's promotion map has been replaced and promoted again. ”

A technician who was fast broadcasting said to Huang Liangkai.

"Well, got it, and pay attention to the server problem, and always be ready to turn on the backup server. ”

"Okay, Mr. Huang. ”

Bai Ze's house.

"Hehe, the little guy has a backbone, no wonder he is so calm, he can't pull away. ”

Bai Ze muttered to himself.

Ou Qian rents a house.

Being young is also a mistake, but it is also a kind of capital. ”

Ou Qian's face also showed worry.

Fenglin Zhai 301.

"This dead wood, I don't know what he's eaten recently, his ability has gone up, and his guts are fat, numb!"

Wu Hao looked at Tang Lin, who had closed his eyes and thought on the screen, and scolded.

"You are envious of wood, right?" Zhou Haoran touched Wu Hao with his elbow and asked with a smile, not worried about Tang Lin's appearance at all.

"Go, I have nothing to envy, I don't want to be a star!"

"You can't be envious," Feng Peng also said beside him.

"Cut, I don't want to be like him, being watched like a monkey when I eat. ”

Wu Hao is still so arrogant.

"You just blow!" Feng Peng said disdainfully to Wu Hao.

"I hope the wood will give me some strength!"

Xiangyunzhai 405.

"It's worthy of being my idol! Ruru, Peipei, Tang Lin is really a good man, is there?"

Lu Meiying looked at Tang Lin in the live broadcast room and became very nymphomaniac.

"Hey, classmate Yingying, don't you have Wu Hao, stepping on two boats with one foot?"

Qin Ru looked at Lu Meiying with a smile.

"No, okay, and idols are idols, feelings are feelings, who said that idols and feelings are connected!"

Lu Meiying pouted and said.

"But why should Tang Lin really be so talented, the song just now is so well written, if he confesses this song to me, I will definitely promise him!"

A man can not only be attractive in appearance, but also talented, if he has both handsome appearance and excellent talent, perfect!

"You, don't be a nymphomaniac, maybe your idol will be out of trouble in a while, you still think about how you, the first female fan, can help your idol get out of the shadows!"

Qin Ru patted Lu Meiying's head and said.

"No, I believe Tang Lin!"

Lu Meiying replied with a big grin.

Qin Ru smiled, didn't speak again, and turned his head to look at Tang Lin, who was seriously thinking about singing on the computer screen.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are serious, and it is true, Tang Lin at this moment has attracted the hearts of many girls who are watching the live broadcast room, including this one, Qin Ru.

She didn't know how she felt about Zhou Haoran now, since the last time she mentioned to him that she didn't like fat boys on the night they drank with Tang Lin Feng Peng, Zhou Haoran was still getting fatter and fatter, and he didn't seem to take her words to heart at all.

Maybe when a girl grows up, she can't help but hope to find a boy who can fall in love once, and Qin Ru is the same at this time, she looked at Tang Lin on the screen in a daze, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, but the unknown made her throb.

At this time, there was also a surge in the live broadcast room, all kinds of blessings, encouragement, all kinds of belittling, scolding, all kinds of 666, 222, etc., as well as free broadcast yuan, large and small gifts, etc., filled Tang Lin's live broadcast room barrage and chat room.

Due to the vigorous promotion of the fast live broadcast platform, the popularity of Tanglin's live broadcast room soared again, and soon exceeded 1 million, which has caught up with the initial number of viewers of the live broadcast Su Xiaoying's fan meeting, I have to say that this is a very big leap.

But all this is also Tang Lin doesn't know, at the moment he is still trying to hint that he wants such a song, hard, hard, but it seems that the brain cells are a little out of state today, and there is still no clue after 5 minutes.

Tang Lin was a little anxious, still a little sweaty in the air-conditioned room, and his hands were uneasily pressing his temples that were a little painful.

Seven minutes passed, and I still didn't have a clue.

Eight minutes.

Ten minutes.

Twelve minutes.

Tang Lin didn't make too many movements except rubbing his temples, the white paper was still white paper, and the pen on the table was still in the original position.

There are already many people in the live broadcast room who have begun to spray, scolding Tang Lin for not having the ability to come out and pretend to be Yunyun, only a small number of people are still insisting on supporting Tang Lin, but despite this, they still have doubts about whether Tang Lin can write a satisfactory song.

People who were originally very optimistic about Tang Lin began to worry;

The people who were originally worried about Tang Lin were even more worried;

People who were not optimistic about Tang Lin were even more unoptimistic;

The person who was already scolding Tang Lin scolded even more.

Everything is progressing as many people expected, slapping his face, Tang Lin is walking on the road of slapping himself in the face.

What to do?

Come on!

These are two sentences that are constantly repeated in the hearts of all relatives and friends who watched Tang Lin's live broadcast, they are silently cheering and cheering for Tang Lin, no matter whether it is useful or not, they are still silently shouting in their hearts.

In the live broadcast room, you can clearly see the sweat droplets on Tang Lin's forehead, gradually soaking his eyebrows, and finally you can even clearly see the tail end of a long eyelash between Tang Lin's eyebrows, like a leaf stained with morning dew in the morning, with a crystal clear sweat drop hanging at the end.

Is it a failure?

Many people are thinking in their hearts that the popularity in the live broadcast room is no longer crazy, but there is some regression.

There are already many people who don't have hope for Tang Lin, maybe it's too late to leave.

1,000,000!990,000!950,000!900,000!800,000!

Sure enough, the popularity of the live broadcast room has fallen below 800,000 again, and it is still in a state of decline, at this time, 25 minutes have passed since Tang Lin started writing songs.

When more and more people were disappointed, Tang Lin finally opened his eyes, with a confident smile on his face, and said to the camera: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time!"

Then Tang Lin picked up the pen on the table and wrote the white paper.

Musical notes emerge from the tip of the pen, staves slowly pile up in rows, and Chinese characters slowly line up in rows.

Some of the handwriting was too sloppy, and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't clearly see what Tang Lin was writing, but they all knew that Tang Lin already knew what kind of song to write, and a song was being written under their noses.