"Sister Mei, I want to sing something else."

"What?"

"These two songs are of such poor quality, and they don't quite suit my style."

Wang Mei saw that he was still disgusted, and her face was a little unpleasant: "Han Lan, please recognize your position first, okay?" Even if you debuted as a child, you may have made some achievements, but that's all in the past! How long have you been gone? The entertainment industry has forgotten you for a long time! Now you're just a rookie trainee! What qualifications do you have? There's no way I'm going to find someone to write a song for you! ”

"Sister Mei, you may be mistaken, I mean I have my own original songs."

"Huh?" Wang Mei was slightly stunned, and then happy, "Your own original song?" Can you write songs? ”

Xia Ningxuan also persuaded: "Han Lan, although the quality of these two songs is average, they are actually much better than the newcomers' works. ”

Wang Mei didn't care, in front of a beauty like Xia Ningxuan, Han Lan definitely couldn't admit that she couldn't do it, got up and signaled that she needed a piano, and Xia Ningxuan stood beside Wang Mei and hugged her arms and prepared to watch him perform.

"You can play the piano?" Wang Mei asked.

Han Lan pressed the piano keys a little nervously, trying to find some feeling. He can play the piano, both before and after the crossing. Before the crossing, as the world's top batch of mercenaries, his life was not just about shooting and killing, there was a SAS (British Army Special Air Service Regiment) retired veteran in his mercenary group, I heard that he was learning piano before joining the army, and he would play a few songs for his old comrades in his spare time, of course, for most of his comrades, he played the piano to the cow, but Han Lan was quite interested and learned a little bit along with it. And after the crossing, his body itself has learned the piano, and he is still somewhat impressed.

Exhaling deeply, trying to recall the rhythm in his head, his fingers flicking awkwardly.

Wang Mei also quieted down, although Han Lan played very rustily, but it could be heard that he could indeed play the piano.

Xia Ningxuan was also a little more curious, she hadn't heard this prelude. The sense of rhythm is very strong, and there are occasional flaws, it should be Han Lan who played it wrong.

At this time, after the prelude, Han Lan's mood was brewing, and her voice still sang with some vicissitudes: "The feeling of bitter sand blowing pain on the face, like a father's scolding, a mother's crying, will never be forgotten......"

This song "Sailor" is a very old song in his world, but the classics will not be old. Sometimes when he received an escort mission, he would always sing along with the sea breeze and waves, and even a few foreigners in his mercenary group learned to follow him.

They say it's a song for men!

After a narrative chant, the accompaniment is more powerful, and the climax comes!

“…… He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams! He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away the tears and don't ask why......"

A good song is always something you feel after you hear it once, and then you remember it.

After the first orgasm, Wang Mei and Xia Ningxuan had naturally reverberated its melody in their minds, and when the second orgasm came, they would unconsciously hum along. Maybe it's just a slight opening of the lips and not singing, but its infectious power is undoubted.

This is far from being comparable to the two songs provided by Wang Mei!

After singing the song, Han Lan breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at them and grinned: "How is it?" Okay, right? ”

Xia Ningxuan hadn't recovered from the shock brought to her by the music, and she couldn't help clapping her hands and praising Han Lan's words: "It's a good song, a classic that can be sung for many years!" It was great, I enjoyed the climax part, it was inspiring...... What's its name? ”

"Sailor."

"Sailor? Is this really what you wrote? Wang Mei looked at him in disbelief.

Han Lan shrugged her shoulders and admitted shamelessly: "Of course, if you haven't heard of it, of course it's my original!" ”

Wang Mei didn't ask anymore, even if he asked someone to help write it, anyway, this is indeed a good song. She believes that as long as a good platform is provided, this song will become popular soon, and the popularity is definitely not low!

"It's really rare to hear this kind of good song these days......"

"Then Sister Mei, I'll sing this song when I come on stage, right?"

Wang Mei hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head: "The song is a good song, but I'm afraid that its style will not be accepted by fans......"

"Why?" Han Lan couldn't understand it anymore.

"Because it's not in fashion."

"Trend?"

Wang Mei also sighed a little helplessly: "Han Lan, the idol market is actually basically fixed, to put it bluntly, you want to compete for fans with other idol trainees." And the songs they sing are not in this style, so their fans will most likely not appreciate it and will not pay for it. It's your first battle of debut, and I don't recommend you risk betting that fans will like you as an outlier. ”

Han Lan was very unhappy, but she still tried her best to calm down her emotions and cooperate to integrate into this circle: "Okay, Sister Mei, then what song do you say I should sing?" ”

Wang Mei hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Will you rap?" Lately, their style has been more biased towards this. ”

Han Lan was slightly stunned: "Chinese rap? ”

"Well, of course, it doesn't have to be pure rap, just mix in a little rap ingredient. It's better to sing fast, so fast that you can't hear what you're singing......"

"It's hard to hear what's being sung?"

Han Lan couldn't help but think of a pop music bigwig in his mind, alas, he smiled!

"Is there one?" Xia Ningxuan asked with some expectation.

"Yes, of course." Han Lan walked out, took a deep breath, moved her tongue, and licked her somewhat dry lips while reminiscing about the days when she was competing with her black comrades.

"Come!"

After speaking, Han Lan covered her mouth with her hand: "Puff Ke Puff Ke ......"

There is no DJ in the practice room, so let's have a Bbox band and rhythm to find some feeling.

"You're still going to Bbox?" Wang Mei was stunned, what the hell? It's not written on these resumes!

Han Lan didn't have time to explain to her, so she took advantage of the state: "Put your hands up...... It's embarrassing...... This who, you're welcome to the party! Minecraft, on the spacious street! Soar the music, and then recite a broken mouth ......"

When rapping, I almost felt like there was no DJ after all, but the extremely fast speed and rhythmic rap still stunned the two.

In the middle of the climax, there was a falsetto, which stunned the two of them.

After singing the song, the two of them were stunned and didn't hear a few words clearly.

Just kidding, Dong Chou's "Persuade You to Quit" in one breath, he was worn out in order to fight (compete) with his black comrades.

"Sister Mei, how is it?"

The corners of Wang Mei's mouth twitched slightly: "It's good, just let it be." Ning Xuan, are you free in the afternoon? Help him improve the falsetto part......"

"No problem."

"I'll find someone to arrange the music for you and make the accompaniment."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Mei! Thank you, Mr. Xia! Han Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and it seemed that he was truly accepted by his agent.

"Oh yes, the most important thing - whitening! Lose muscle! Don't forget! ”

“……”