Speaking of this, Feng Lin glanced at Yue Feng: "The clothes this kid is wearing are so weird. He looks like he is filming a movie. Those are the untouchables who play small roles. There is no need to keep getting angry with such people. If you are so angry,
I still feel bad."
"Sister Lu...Sister Lu, it's not good!"
As a result, at this moment, only a shout was heard, and then a servant pushed the door open and came in with a panic expression: "Sister Lu, I just got the news that something happened to Mr. Zhang and he was assassinated."
What?!
In an instant, Xu Lu's delicate body trembled and she looked at the man closely: "Mr. Zhang Qu... was assassinated?"
"yes.."
Xu Lu was extremely anxious and said in a panic: "What should I do? It doesn't matter if he dies, but he promised to write a new song for me. If he dies, who will write my new song for me?"
There are four sects in Dongao Continent: Jian Sect, Yu Sect, Dan Sect, and Wen Sect.
The dead Zhang Qu was a disciple of Emperor Wenzong.
Although Wenzong is a cultivating sect, the disciples who can enter Wenzong are all very talented. Some disciples can recite poems and compose poems, some can write songs and lyrics, and some are proficient in various musical instruments.
Zhang Qu is the leader of Wenzong.
Two years ago, Xu Lu met Zhang Qu by chance and specially hired Zhang Qu to write songs for her. Zhang Qu is very talented, and every song he wrote for Xu Lu can be called a classic.
At this time, Xu Lu was really anxious when she learned that Zhang Qu had been assassinated. Tomorrow she would sing a new song at a wealthy family, and today she was waiting for Zhang Qu to deliver the new song. Now that the other person was dead, what would she do tomorrow?
You know, for tomorrow's new song, I have sent invitations to many media. When the new song is released tomorrow, everyone in the city will definitely know it! What will happen if the new song cannot be released...
At this moment, Xu Lu was very panicked.
"Dear, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let me help you think of a way..." Feng Lin comforted softly, but he was also anxious.
Those who can compose music and write songs are not just ordinary people. Where can I find such people?
"How about... let me help you?" At this moment, a faint voice sounded, it was Yue Feng.
At this time, Yue Feng looked at Xu Lu and said, "I can write songs, can I help you?"
What?
Can you write songs?
At this moment, Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, and then kicked him: "Little arm boy, who do you think you are? Do you know music? If you interrupt me again, I will kill you right now.
"
Xu Lu also glared at Yue Feng and said coldly: "Stop playing tricks on me and trying to escape? I originally wanted to spare your life, but now, I can't spare you."
In her heart, she believed that Yue Feng was talking nonsense.
As a result, at this moment, Yue Feng suddenly cleared his throat and hummed without warning: "Sweet honey, your smile is so sweet. It's like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."
What?!
Hearing this catchy melody, Feng Lin was stunned and looked at Yue Feng blankly.
Xu Lu was even more inexplicably excited. She was a star, and she could immediately tell how good this song was!
At this moment, Xu Lu was extremely happy!
I never thought that this thief could actually write songs!
At this moment, Xu Lu excitedly said to Yue Feng: "You...can you write out the entire score for me?"
While saying this, Xu Lu took some paper and pen from the side, her eyes full of expectation.
Yue Feng smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Okay, but you have to unlock my acupuncture points first."
Saying that, Yue Feng glanced at Feng Lin, leaving no room for doubt: "Also, he cannot be present."
Hearing this, Feng Lin couldn't help shouting: "Why?"
"I write songs, and I don't like having extra people present." Yue Feng said calmly.
Feng Lin suddenly became angry.
Yes, this little brat has a lot of special abilities.
"Feng Lin, please untie his acupuncture points and then go down." At this moment, Xu Jing spoke slowly, leaving no room for doubt.
Hearing this, Feng Lin was very reluctant, so he had to endure his anger and untie Yue Feng's acupuncture points.
"Boy, you'd better not play tricks on me." At this time, Feng Lin said coldly, turned around and went downstairs.
For a time, Yue Feng and Xu Lu were the only ones left on the second floor.
Yue Feng moved his body, walked over and sat on the chair, looking like an uncle.
Seeing that he still didn't start writing, Xu Lu became a little anxious and urged: "Hey, write the song quickly."
"What's the rush?"
Yue Feng looked at Xu Lu with a smile and said slowly: "If you want me to write out this song in its entirety, you have to agree to one condition."
you!
This thief still dares to bargain?
Xu Lu's expression changed and she felt very annoyed, but she still said: "What are the conditions?"
I will release a new song tomorrow, so time is really running out. As long as his conditions are not excessive, I can consider it.
The smile on Yue Feng's face grew stronger, and he said word by word: "Kneel down and worship me as your teacher."
Yes, I said I had misunderstood what happened before, but you persisted in holding on and made me kneel down.
If I don't regain some dignity, how can I feel balanced?