Chapter 331: Old Wang, Are You a God Operator?

Late at night, the weather is cool. m.zjmqc.

Wang Hui's room is still brightly lit.

Because he didn't know how far the system needed to make an album in the live broadcast, Wang Hui simply prepared to record the album directly.

In one afternoon, Wang Hui used his master-level piano playing skills to write a total of twelve songs.

And the evening time is reserved for the lyrics of these songs.

Wang Hui always feels that every night, his thoughts will always spring up, reaching a state of writing like a god.

But today's Wang Hui did not enjoy this kind of treatment, because there would be exclamations from time to time next to him!

"Wang Hui! Why are you wearing so little! Won't it be cold? Xia Wan said and strode to Wang Hui's side, stretched out her hand to hug Wang Hui, and warmed Wang Hui with her own heart.

Wang Hui silently raised his left hand holding down the white paper and put it against Xia Wan's forehead.

"It's not cold, I have underfloor heating in my house."

Xia Wan, who was rejected by Wang Hui, did not give up the idea of wanting to get into Wang Hui's arms, and after a while, she found another excuse and said to Wang Hui again.

"But I'm a little cold, I heard that two people can warm each other when they hug each other."

Wang Hui avoided the camera, took out a down jacket from the ring, pretended to take it out from under the table, and raised his hand to throw it to Xia Wan.

"Wear more when it's cold."

Xia Wan was stunned, when did you prepare the down jacket?

Do you even have that?!

The shocked expression on Xia Wan's face was captured by the camera, and the sailors in the live broadcast room immediately made the barrage boil.

"Hahahaha! Licking dogs is not allowed to house! ”

"Lick to the end, nothing!"

"Woo woo, I also want Goddess Wanwan to care about me so much!"

This is the barrage in Xia Wan's live broadcast room, and the barrage in Wang Hui's live broadcast room is more unified.

"Well done!"

"Well done!"

"Xia Wan, don't you want to hook up with our husband! He's all of us! ”

After Wang Hui rejected Xia Wan twice, he continued to write lyrics at the desk.

In fact, by this time, Wang Hui didn't need Xia Wan very much, but due to the requirements of the task, Wang Hui didn't drive her home.

Xia Wan seemed to have misunderstood something, and thought in her heart: "Even if it's so late, Wang Hui didn't let me go home, he must want me to live here!" ”

"Maybe he's too shy! That's why I can't accept my feelings right away! ”

"Wang Hui, I won't give up, I will definitely let you know my mind."

Thinking of this, Xia Wan put down the down jacket in her hand, stepped forward and leaned into Wang Hui's ear, and said.

"Wang Hui, are you hungry?"

This time, Wang Hui didn't speak again, and directly took out a bowl of steaming beef noodles from under the table and put it in front of Xia Wan.

This beef noodle was made by Wang Hui himself before, and he put it in the Na ring, just to prepare himself to take it out to satisfy his hunger in case he has nothing to eat in the barren mountains and mountains.

I didn't expect it to be cheaper now Xia Wan.

On the beef noodles, the steaming heat carries the aroma of chopped green onions and beef.

This kind of rustic taste made Xia Wan can't help but be tongue-in-cheek.

Subconsciously swallowed her saliva, Xia Wan picked up the bowl of beef noodles and swept it away with a snort.

"Gan! Is Lao Wang a god operator? How did he count every step of the goddess Wanwan? ”

"Lao Wang writes songs all night, and he seems to be taking care of what he is going to eat and wear. It's just why I always feel that the goddess Wanwan is so pitiful! ”

"Subjectively, I want Goddess Wanwan to stop licking, but objectively I want Goddess Wanwan to get her happiness...... I was so hard. ”

Xia Wan ate noodles, Wang Hui finally got a chance to breathe and finished writing the tenth song of this album.

Writing a song is not a simple matter, in addition to lyrics, Wang Hui also has to consider what instrument is most suitable for the song.

How to arrange the music of different instruments, these are all things that he needs to think about.

That's why I stayed up until so late and it wasn't over.

But after writing the tenth song, it was pretty much the same.

The remaining two poems Wang Hui is going to write when he is on the road.

That's right, he wasn't going to drive, he wanted Xia Wan to drive him to Xinghai Entertainment.

In this way, Xia Wan, who is concentrating on driving, should not have the time to trouble Wang Hui...... Right?

"Let's go, accompany me to Xinghai Entertainment." Wang Hui stood up from the table and asked Xia Wan to pick up the gimbal.

As for himself, he used Edith's body glasses to conduct a first-person live broadcast.

The switch of the live broadcast perspective was only in an instant, and the audience in the live broadcast room launched countless barrages after discovering the luxury of various decorations in Wang Hui's home.

"Isn't this painting the swan song of the master from 200 years ago?"

"This crystal lamp, I think Swarovski's official custom will cost more than three million!"

"And this staircase handrail, I don't know if it's gold-plated or pure gold......

"Lao Wang, he's really rich...... Big brother, are you still missing a pendant on your leg? ”

"Wang Hui chooses me! My sweet voice will warm the bed! ”

"No, no, no, pick me, choose me! I have big hips and can give birth! ”

"Wang Hui, if you want, I don't mind going to the country......"

The messy barrage in the live broadcast room made Wang Hui's back chill, and he hurriedly got into the passenger seat of Koenigsegg One.

Xia Wan was a step late, and when she saw Wang Hui sitting in the co-pilot, she was suddenly a little confused.

"I'm going to drive?" Xia Wan wondered.

Wang Hui nodded and said indifferently: "Well, pay attention to safety, I still have two songs to write." ”

After Wang Hui finished speaking, he was once again immersed in the artistic conception of the lyrics, which made the audience in the live broadcast room shout: "My generation is a model!" ”

"I'm willing to call Lao Wang the strongest!"

Now that Wang Hui had already spoken, Xia Wan had no choice but to tremble and launch Koenigsegg One and sail towards Xinghai Entertainment.

Maybe it was because it was the first time to drive such an expensive car, Xia Wan was really careful, and she could drive a top sports car of more than 400 kilometers per hour at a top speed, and she drove slowly in the cold wind of Jinling at a speed of more than 40 throughout the whole process.

Wang Hui didn't urge Xia Wan either, anyway, safety is the most important thing, and secondly, Xia Wan being so nervous can also make him relaxed for a while.

Even though Xia Wan drove very slowly, Wang Hui still came to Xinghai Entertainment before twelve o'clock, and at the same time finished writing the remaining two songs.

Xinghai Entertainment, Wang Hui didn't call anyone else, but just sent a text message to the chief recording engineer.

If you want to complete a whole album, a recording engineer is indispensable, and Wang Hui feels that the system will not even have to let him do it himself.

After all, Wang Hui still wants to come up with the most perfect album.

It's just that Wang Hui never expected that his decision to bring Xia Wan to Xinghai Entertainment today didn't seem so wise.

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