"You?"

Yi Qiuxiang, Jing Xiaojuan and Su Qingqing turned their gazes to Yan Luo's body at the same time.

Yan Luo smiled at the eyes of the three of them, and nodded confidently.

"I'll write it!"

She has two lifetimes of knowledge, so many classic songs in her previous life are not in vain, and more than a year of training in this life is not in vain, and the instrument may still be a little immature because of time, but there will be no problems in lyrics and composition.

"Are you okay?"

Although she had great expectations for Yan Luo, before Yan Luo showed her results, Yi Qiuxiang still didn't dare to believe her easily.

"Luoluo said okay, then it must work!"

Su Qingqing was full of confidence in Yan Luo.

"Let's believe Yan Luo!"

Jing Xiaojuan also stood up to support Yan Luo.

"Okay!"

Yi Qiuxiang hesitated, but decided to believe Yan Luo.

"Yan Luo, how long will it take you to write a song?"

"Give me an hour!"

Yan Luo said confidently, and without waiting for the rest of the people to react, she got up and took a blank paper and pencil from the room, and began to ponder.

Seeing her frowning and contemplative look, Yi Qiuxiang, Jing Xiaojuan and Su Qingqing suddenly didn't dare to come out, for fear that a sound would interrupt Yan Luo's inspiration. So the next thing the three of them are to gesture to each other with their eyes, and you look at me: Is it reliable? I replied to you with a look: Yan Luo is amazing! Then the third one gave another look: Is the table not cleaned up for a while?

Anyway, they think that their eyes are very correct and can definitely be understood, but in fact, they are all guessing with each other, and the meaning of the expression is very different, so in the end, their eyes are almost cramping, and they don't know what they are communicating.

At this time, Yan Luo was already in the agony of which song to choose.

No way, there are too many good songs in her head, whether it is by region: mainland, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Japan and South Korea, or by singer, or by gender and group, she can think of too many things, and then she doesn't know which song to choose as the debut song of her group.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Luo still decided to come up with a classic song, a song that suits their age, then "Wish"!

This is a song that Yan Luo liked very much in his previous life, as a widely spread campus ballad, it has a touch of sadness, it sounds ethereal and clean, and it makes people intoxicated as if they have returned to their student days.

Brushing brush, Yan dropped the pen like a god, and after a while, she completed her masterpiece, and the three of them were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether she was really inspired or simply venting.

"It's written, look at it!"

Yan Luo handed the paper full of lyrics to Yi Qiuxiang, who took it in a wooden way, and then read the words on it incredibly. On the other side, Jing Xiaojuan and Su Qingqing also leaned their heads over curiously to look at it together, and Su Qingqing couldn't help but read the lyrics above:

"The lake is your eyes

Dreams are full of stars

Mood is a legend

Waiting for eternity

Growth is a door to leaves

Childhood had a group of dear people

Spring is a journey

The vicissitudes of ownership

Those I love

Those winds that have passed away

Those eternal vows over and over again

Those precipitated tears of those who love me

Those eternal vows over and over again

We've all had an innocent and sad face

With the sun in hand, we look into the distance

Gently day by day, year after year

When we grow up, will we sing our hearts again?

When we grow up, will we sing our hearts again?"

"Luoluo, we don't know if it's good or bad just for us to give us lyrics?"

Su Qingqing suddenly reminded embarrassedly after reading it.

Yan Luo then remembered that he had just given the lyrics to the three of them, and the three of them had not heard the song.

"I'll sing it again!"

"Wait!"

Jing Xiaojuan stretched out her hand to stop.

"I'll go get you the guitar first!"

After a while, Yan Luo, who was holding the guitar, sat quietly opposite Yi Qiuxiang, Jing Xiaojuan and Su Qingqing, while the latter were all holding their breath and preparing to listen to the songs Yan Luo brought.

After brewing his emotions, Yan Luo began to play the guitar and sing.

Yan Luo's voice itself is an ethereal spirit with its own fairy energy, as if it has magic power, which can make people immerse their whole mind in the song, and the song of wish perfectly fits Yan Luo's voice, so when Yan Luo finished singing, Yi Qiuxiang and the three of them still couldn't extricate themselves for a long time, still with their eyes closed and a look of enjoyment and intoxication.

"It's a heavenly sound!"

After a long time, Yi Qiuxiang opened her mouth to praise.

"The aftermath is lingering!" Jing Xiaojuan commented.

"That's so good!"

Well, Su Qingqing, who lacks words, can only describe it like this.

"Yan Luo, is this the song you just wrote?"

After the exclamation, Yi Qiuxiang reacted again, but it only took ten minutes to write such a beautiful song before Yan Luo, then her creative talent is too prohibitive!

"No, after I studied composition at the company, I would try to write some tunes when I had nothing to do, and this song was almost finished before, and now it is only a little revised."

Yan Luo can't say that this song was copied by her in her previous life, but let her cheekily say that she was inspired like a spring, and she really couldn't say it when she wrote it in one go, so she could only use the excuse that it was written when she practiced before.

"That's amazing, too!"

Yi Qiuxiang exclaimed: "You must know that a person can't write many songs that can be called classics in his life, and your song will definitely be widely praised and will last for a long time!" ”

This has been proven in the last life, okay?

Yan Luo lowered his head very embarrassed, not knowing how to face Yi Qiuxiang's praise.

"Yan Luo, this song was written by you, so the copyright is also yours, I don't know if you want to keep the copyright of this song or sell it to the company?"

In business, Yi Qiuxiang naturally wants to ask Yan Luo's opinion on the handling of this song now.

"Well, I can permanently license the company to use the song for free."

After thinking about it, Yan Luo didn't want to sell the songs, although in my Dahuaxia, the protection of music copyright is basically useless, and even everyone can cover and adapt other people's songs at will, and then from the cover singer to the audience to the creator himself, there is no objection to this, but Yan Luo still doesn't want to sell her songs casually, in case one day she has to be authorized by others to sing her own songs.

"Well, thank you then!"

Yi Qiuxiang wanted to buy this song, but since Yan Luo didn't want to, she wouldn't force it, after all, Yan Luo herself was much more important than her song, otherwise even if she kept her song, it would be useless to keep her people.