After searching and searching, Lu Xiaobei suddenly thought that when Feng Lan said that Nan Yanchun was a singer one night, he turned on the player and searched for Nan Yanchun's music works.

I casually pulled down the list.

Nan Yanchun's songs are not only there, but also a lot.

I clicked on a random song by feeling and listened to it.

Next, the impression on Lu Xiaobei was mostly surprised.

She thought that since Nan Yanchun loved music so much, she should be very pursuing, but she didn't expect that it would really be a surprising good kind.

Moreover, his music, from the lyrics, music, and even the arrangement, is all his own.

I especially took a good look at the words.

The conclusion is that he is really a talented original musician.

A former original musician.

In fact, it is understandable, after all, I also returned from studying in a place with a strong artistic atmosphere.

It is more understandable that he often attends some activities as the young director of Mengyue Group now, and then he is reported by reporters, and he has been hanging like a hot search in his own house for a while, and his fans have risen so much.

It rose so much that Lu Xiaobei was a little envious, jealous and hateful.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Feng Lan to calm down.

Nan Yanchun waited until he came back late at night, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard his own singing.

All of a sudden—he hadn't heard his own music or singing for a while—it was impossible to say that there was no throbbing in his heart for a moment. That's the love of his life.

When those musical works were created, it was also the happiest and happiest time for him.

Following the direction of the music, Nan Yanchun saw that his music was playing on the computer on the glass table in front of the sofa, and Lu Xiaobei was probably tired of "jealousy" and fell asleep on the sofa.

Nan Yanchun changed his shoes, walked over lightly, stretched out his arms, and subconsciously pressed the pause button with his fingers.

The music came to an abrupt end.

I didn't expect Lu Xiaobei's consciousness to be so light, and he woke up.

"You're back!" Lu Xiaobei sat up in a daze.

He's back, what time is it?

How can you fall asleep while listening!

The music was paused by him -

“…… Sister Lan recommends that I listen to your music......" I don't know why, Lu Xiaobei, who was sober up, suddenly began to explain.

And as soon as this explanation is spoken, I can't help but feel more empty.

Feng Lan probably had to sneeze when she fell asleep at night.

Nan Yanchun nodded: "Sister Lan often does this kind of thing." ”

…… Maybe it's more than just sneezing.

However, he was not right, there was a time when Feng Lanna was almost crazy about making music with all kinds of people.

Lu Xiaobei didn't expect that he actually took this sentence.

I couldn't help but say in my heart: That's not because you are so tough and reluctant, as an agent, Sister Lan can only do that in a hurry!

"That's... May I ask, why did you give up music? Lu Xiaobei felt caught off guard when he asked.

Of course, I really feel that it's a pity that he doesn't make music anymore, so he has such doubts.

Nan Yanchun looked at Lu Xiaobei, did not answer, and chose to remain silent.

Lu Xiaobei continued: "Actually, now, your conditions are also allowed, if you continue, it should be possible." Pay attention to Nan Yanchun's reaction: "If you really love it, you can just produce music works, and you can do it without being an artist to promote it!" "It's still the same sentence, anyway, he has the conditions now.

Anyway, it's hard for her to imagine why she would give up if she loves it so much.

For example, she loves acting, so many years, so difficult, she has never given up!