Zhuo Nanji carefully flipped through several pages, each page was complete, some of the words he wrote were composed, and some of the songs he wrote were filled in, but each one had no name.

Zhuo Nan couldn't read it anymore after turning a few pages, he couldn't accept Yan Hui's posture like this to please a person who at least didn't look like Zhuo Nan.

"These ...... What is it? Zhuo Nan's throat was a little dry, and he was a little unnaturally hoarse when he spoke, and when he opened his mouth, he realized that he had forgotten to change his voice.

"Tune," Yan replied very calmly, as if to say what kind of dish this is, "play it like this, and learn according to the song above today." ”

"Why should I learn this?" Zhuo Nan stood up from the stool with a sudden, and the fire in his heart

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