"Xiexie, I will." Luo Xiaoqian's mouth responded, and her eyes noticed that there was an unpredictable smile on Jiao Yang's face, and she was suddenly startled.

This guy wasn't surprised at all when he heard that she was going to talk about the album, could it be that he wrote that song for her?!

He studied classical music since he was a child, played the piano well, and later switched to the pop music circle, for so many years, he didn't know how many singers and bands he had become popular in the United States, although he had never heard of writing songs, but such a person must be very talented in music.

That person specifically wrote that the song was written for her, before, she always thought that in this world, except for Leng Zimo, she really couldn't imagine that anyone else with such talent would want to write songs for her.

But now, seeing Jiao Yang, she suddenly thought of this possibility.

This person has the ability and possibility.

Because I was worried that Leng Zimo would oppose it, I sent the song to the company in that way.

It's just that the lyrics are written in aiqing...... This guy and she are just friends, how could they write lyrics like that?!

"Jiao Yang......" Luo Xiaoqian tried her best to make her tone seem like a casual question, "Have you ever written a song?" ”

"I haven't written it before, but ......" Jiao Yang turned his face and looked at her with a smile, "If necessary, I won't introduce my first time to you!" ”

"No, no, I can't afford it." Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly retracted her gaze and continued to eat, "I'll just ask casually." ”

"Ha......" Jiao Yanglang laughed, "Just kidding, but I've really been trying recently, but my Chinese is still not very good, so I can probably only compose the part first, and the lyrics still have to be filled in by others." ”

So, it's really him?!

Luo Xiaoqian added vegetables to the pot, "In addition to the piano, you must have many other musical instruments, right?" ”

"I know a little bit about percussion and strings, and I know a little about fur ......"

"It's fur, isn't it?!" Luo Xiaoqian laughed.

"Yes, it's Fur."

"When you say percussion, do you mean drums or something?" She asked again.

"Well, I like to play drums, especially some more ethnic percussion instruments, such as the waist drum in the northwest......"

"Or, African drums?"

Jiao Yang nodded, "I also like African drums, drums are a very passionate instrument, I think, very similar to me!" ”

At this point, Luo Xiaoqian became more and more sure that the song was undoubtedly written by Jiao Yang.

is worthy of being a good friend, in order to help her write songs, he also helps her like this.

Moved in her heart, Luo Xiaoqian took the cup again and saluted him, "Jiao Yang, I respect you, xiexie!" ”

Where did Jiao Yang know her thoughts, "This time, it's weishenme again?" ”

Since he didn't want to admit it, she certainly didn't expose him.

"Everything, all the things you helped me, I'm so happy to have a good friend like you." Luo Xiaoqian said.

Pal?!

An imperceptible dark color flashed in Jiao Yang's eyes, but the cup in his hand had already been sent over, and he touched her lightly, "'Friend, you're welcome', since we are friends, you and I don't have to be polite!" ”

Friend, you're welcome?!

Luo Xiaoqian drank the juice and pondered this sentence, and suddenly figured out what was going on, and suddenly popped, and the juice in her mouth spit out uncontrollably, "You...... Ha...... Jiao Yang, you ...... Ha...... You're laughing at me......"

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Can you guess it, friend, you're welcome, what it is?