He Xiaoran seemed to have walked into his own home, lying on the sofa leisurely, how comfortable he was.

"This courtyard house is good, it's much more comfortable to live here, I said buddy, haven't asked for advice yet?" He Xiaoran looked at Yan Guichen.

"Yan returns to dust!"

Yan Guichen pointed at Song Zi and said, "This is my sister-in-law, Song Zi?!" ”

"Ah, buddy, are you married? Congratulations! He Xiaoran jumped up happily and shook hands with Yan Guichen enthusiastically, as if he had been reunited after a long absence.

said to He Xiao, there is no better news than this, Yan Guichen, the "rival in love", should be able to be ruled out.

Wrong!

He Xiaoran frowned, her slender pale fingers, pinched her chin, and thought: This Yan Guichen is more handsome than me, this is really unreasonable, although this rival in love, although he already has a wife, but it cannot be completely ruled out, it remains to be seen.

As for Song Zi??

He Xiaoran looked Song Zi up and down, thinking: This woman is too beautiful, and she is also threatening, can you guarantee that this chick is the master of both sides?

"Bastard, He Xiaoran, what disgusting thing are you thinking about, it's really a bad stomach!" When Wen Yu came up, he kicked He Xiaoran's little foot.

He Xiaoran screamed in pain, holding his feet and croaking, so painful that his face was distorted.

He Xiaoran complained: "Wen Yu, you are so ruthless, you actually kicked my feet again, how many times have I told you, I hate others to kick my feet the most, it hurts to death!" ”

"It hurts you back, and in the future, I will see you kick you once, do you hear?" Wen Yu threatened viciously.

"Alright, it's a guest!" Yan Guichen became a peacemaker.

Songzi? glanced at He Xiaoran a few more times, frowning, "Strange, He Xiaoran, how can I see that you have a familiar face, have we seen it somewhere?" ”

"Yes?"

He Xiaoran stroked his face, very proud: "Perhaps, you have heard the music I composed, I am a person, I am a great talent, and I am also proficient in various musical instruments, especially composition, ancient songs, of course, other styles are also slightly dabbled, slightly dabbled!" ”

"Oops!"

Songzi? clapped his hands and jumped up: "Yes, yes, yes, you are the genius, the ancient style song you wrote...... It's a little hot, but today, I can be regarded as meeting a real person! ”

"Haha, I'm glad to be there!" He Xiaoran was a little fluttering.

"You're in the entertainment industry?" Yan Guichen came to be interested.

"Yes, I'm a composer, I'm still writing songs for a few singers, and there's a TV series that is asking me for theme songs, and I'm very busy right now!" He Xiaoran bragged.

"Busy!"

Wen Yu couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, pointed at He Xiaoran's nose and scolded: "He Xiaoran, if others flatter you, you can't find the north, aren't you, aren't you just a songwriter who doesn't enter the stream, none of the songs can be popular, it's all those glamorous sounds, tepid, there's a fart, I think, don't mix it up in the entertainment industry, it's better to go home as soon as possible, inherit the property, eat and drink, and die!" ”

"If you don't go back, you have to have a dream!" He Xiaoran is righteous and awe-inspiring.

Songzi? came to interest, pulled Wen Yu, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Wen Yu, is the He family also rich?" ”

"Of course, their family controls two listed companies!" Wen Yu nodded.

"Wow, there are so many family properties to inherit, what kind of composer are you going to be, what kind of entertainment are you going to mix in, go back and inherit hundreds of millions of family properties, dreams, what's the thing?"

Songzi? shouted, it's really more popular than people, why don't you have hundreds of millions of family fortunes to inherit?

"You don't understand, dreams are dreams, far away!"

He Xiaoran was suddenly a little depressed, "If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish, I just want to make a few popular songs, can't this work?" This can be dropped, it can be dropped! ”

"You just don't have that talent, admit it!" Wen Yu said.

He Xiaoran was angry: "Fart, look at the three swirls on my head, since I was a child, others have said that I am extremely smart, how can I not make a few popular songs?" Even if it's just one song! ”

He Xiaoran was a little depressed, and said: "Dude, is there any wine, I feel a little inspired, I need to drink some wine to inspire it, your courtyard, make me happy!" ”

"Wait!"

Yan Guichen took out a bottle of Daqu and threw it to the other party.

He Xiaoran raised his head and drank, then stood up like nervousness, closed his eyes, and hummed to himself.

"He's composing?" Songzi? Surprised.

"Looks like yes, it feels like a psychopath, is it true that all bastards who write songs compose like this?" Wen Yu was speechless.

"Record, record, ...... quickly" He Xiaoran suddenly shouted, Wen Yu had no choice but to start recording with his mobile phone.

He Xiaoran gradually, hummed a short piece of bohemian music, Yan Guichen's heart moved, and he was sure in his heart that this He Xiaoran was actually not a waste of firewood, and he still had talent.

"Hahahaha, it's done, it's done, my song is good, in this courtyard, I feel the spring of literature and thoughts, and the inspiration is bursting!"

He Xiaoran laughed without any scruples, "How is it, how is my humming of this song, it's a little interesting, can it be popular?" ”

"It should be popular, but you still need to fill in the words!" Songzi? Little stars are already popping up in her eyes, and she is witnessing the birth of a tune.

"Yes, yes, yes, I still have to fill in the lyrics, damn, filling in the words is my weakness, without a good word, the tension of the song can't be opened, and the expression is not in place......"

He Xiaoran frowned, looking distressed.

"I'll come, isn't it just to fill in the lyrics?"

Yan Guichen smiled, took the pen and paper, and wrote in a fluttering manner.

"I'm going to cross this desert and find my true self, with only a camel by my side...... What ghosts and legends, what ghosts and demons, only the heron and eagle are singing in the gloom, sweeping across the yellow sand, walking in every corner, walking in the endless vast galaxy......"

As soon as Yan Guichen wrote, others came over to watch.

"This lyrics are okay!" Wen Yu and Song Zi? I think it's good, the words are good, it's full of beauty, and there's no place that isn't perfect.

Seeing that Yan Guichen finished writing, He Xiaoran grabbed the paper and began to hum like crazy.

Gradually, everyone heard that this was a very feeling, trendy song, and the tunes and lyrics were a perfect match.

"Great, great, that's perfect!" He Xiaoran looked at Yan Guichen, like a hungry wolf seeing meat, "What's the name of the song?" ”

"Desert camels!" Yan returns to the dust road.

"Okay, that's it, I bet this song will be popular, it will be!" He Xiaoran was so excited that she got carried away.

"Virtue!"

Wen Yu pouted, she couldn't get used to He Xiaoran's style, she was nervous anytime and anywhere, and she was completely unreliable!