Luo Xiyu then picked up a CD and read the name on it in a twisting mouth: La...... Hertz...... Ma"

A light voice came from behind him: "Rachmaninoff" Luo Xiyu subconsciously looked back, Qiao Chenxuan gave Luo Xiyu a bright smile, and explained in a soothing and pleasant voice:

Rachmaninoff's romantic style is integrated with the modern style, and his personal style has been familiar to the world, and many of the general characteristics have even been throughout the author's life. Elements that would seem out of place are magically blended in Rachmaninoff's work, such as romanticism, the richness of the major and minor key system, and other modern styles. ”

Luo Xiyu nodded thoughtfully, she didn't understand this very well, but when she heard what Qiao Chenxuan said, she undoubtedly worshiped it even more, she was really a male god, and she knew everything.

Qiao Chenxuan picked up another CD and roughly flipped through it back and forth: "Like to listen to this?" ”

Luo Xiyu shook her head honestly: "I just want to hear it." ”

"There's a concert tomorrow that's also about this, and if you want to go, a ticket to this concert will be given to you." Qiao Chenxuan took out the music ticket from his pocket and handed it to Luo Xiyu, Luo Xiyu didn't dare to take it, and just wanted to refuse: "I ......"

Qiao Chenxuan spoke: "I happen to have a meeting tomorrow, so I shouldn't be able to go." ”

Luo Xiyu half-pushed and half-took the music ticket, she didn't know what to say at the moment, she knew that she shouldn't ask for it, but she still took it

Qiao Chenxuan smiled lightly: "Don't be so embarrassed, maybe I still need your help next time." ”

Luo Xiyu nodded, looking at him sincerely: "Then if you have something, come to me, I will definitely help you." ”

Qiao Chenxuan gently tapped Luo Xiyu's forehead with his hand: "Silly girl, I'll go first." Luo Xiyu held the concert ticket stupidly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Why do you see Qiao Chenxuan every time you encounter something that doesn't go your way?" ”

Luo Xiyu returned to the studio, looking at the photos that Han Yichen had taken, he was really a demon, exuding the charm of fascinating the majority of women.

There are less than three days left before the scheduled date, and now the last part is left, which is to edit the previous song, but what is the easy thing to create? Thinking of Han Yichen, he couldn't help but sigh.

At noon, Luo Xiyu had no appetite for picking up the dishes in the lunch box, and Ah Miao suddenly patted her on the shoulder: "What?" Crushed by difficulties? ”

Luo Xiyu glanced at Ah Miao and said arrogantly: "Hmph, how is it possible, I won't let you see the joke." ”

Ah Miao sat down from Luo Xiyu's side with a dinner plate: "I've heard, you have promised Wen Ruo, if it is lower than the top 5 in the click rate, you will resign." ”

Luo Xiyu didn't hear this and was worried, but evoked a touch of playfulness: "What? Can't bear me? ”

Ah Miao glanced at her: "I wish you left, okay?" Don't be sentimental. ”

Luo Xiyu didn't take her words to heart, and there was confidence in her tone: "Don't think about me failing, if I succeed, you don't have to collect Wen Ruo's face anymore." ”

Ah Miao looked at Luo Xiyu curiously, she really didn't understand where her confidence came from, was it a mysterious confidence?

Half a sound replied: "I really admire the courage you have to say this."

Luo Xiyu said the question she wanted to ask when she first came: "Ah Miao, why does Amei never care about Wen Ruo?" ”