Yang Yuran closed his eyes irritably, and when he opened them again, his eyes were as sharp as a blade.
He changed the phone to another hand and shouted in a cold voice: "What kind of joke are you talking about? Are you the one who goes to bed before 4 o'clock? Come to my house quickly, you can't handle this matter tonight."
There was dead silence on the other side of the phone. After about a minute, deafening laughter could be heard.
"Hahahahaha, you are right to be so bossy. Your queenly style will always be the flower of the mountains in my heart. Stop pretending to be weak, it is inconsistent with your temperament. When I arrive soon, will you be in the old house or the apartment?
"
Yang Yuran gritted her teeth and shouted out two words: "Apartment."
"Okay, come on, leave a good door open for me."
Brother K said hello to the people around him, started the motorcycle and drove from Binjiang to Xiaoshan at high speed.
The traffic in Hangzhou was smooth in the early morning, and Yang Yuran heard the doorbell just before one o'clock.
I opened the door and saw Brother K. He was about ten centimeters taller than Yang Yuran, with a short head, a high nose, and a shining diamond lip nail on his mouth.
"Girl, you have no sense of crisis. You need to ask who opens the door again tonight."
Yang Yuran looked up at the watch hanging on the wall and made a profound analysis: "With your ability, you can handle my matter in two hours. At 1:10, your girlfriends can talk to me for 3 hours."
"I went to Yuanyuan's company to work as a manager and lead a new boy band. They were having some trouble with their new song, so I asked you, a top student from the Royal Academy of Music, to give me some guidance. There are two versions, and the first version is of course
It’s very good, but it’s a pity that there is a boy in the team who has a weak bass. The second version is more ordinary, and I’m worried that it won’t be able to create popularity if used as a debut song.”
The decisive words cut off all options for Brother K. It happened that there was a popular song called "Actor" at that time.
"Play it."
Accepting what is good is Yang Yuran's greatest virtue. He stopped shouting. He took out the laptop from the bedroom, placed it in front of Brother K, clicked into the software with the mouse, and introduced it softly.
He clenched his fist in pain and smashed the table, then hit his head, cursing to himself: "Okay, okay, you're all right, I was wrong. What on earth are you looking for me for, auntie?"
Brother K grabbed Yang Yuran's wrist and restrained it above her head with a little force, so that their bodies were close to each other.
The familiar scene of shouting awakened Brother K's long-lost memory. He and Yang Yuran had known each other for six years, and it seemed that they had never won an argument. The other party would always say nonsense and would always make him speechless.
And this musical genius didn't like to be restrained. He repeatedly refused to be retained by the school and returned to China to wander around major scenic spots. When he was in a good mood, he would be a resident singer for a few days. When he was in a bad mood, he would lock himself in the house and write songs. He would publish a few songs at will.
One song is enough to support the big expenses in the next two to three years.
Yang Yuran moved her wrists, which were slightly red, and followed Brother K. She said with concern: "You seem to be in a bad mood. You can't work with your emotions. I suggest you call your girlfriends first and let them tell me.
Tell me how awesome you are, I just need to take care of my affairs before 6 o'clock in the morning."
"I'm sorry, no matter whether my sexual orientation is normal or not, you are not my type. I know you made a bet with your friends to chase me. You can tell your friends that I have fallen for you, and I won't make it difficult for you. Where you need to cooperate with the performance,
I will fully cooperate."
Not to be outdone, Yang Yuran glared back at the other party and asked: "Did you just say that you want to show me your glory? I thought it was embarrassing to trouble you so late at night, so I focused on your needs first. I made a mistake.
? You are too difficult to deal with, you are not grateful at all."
Brother K slapped the quartz dining table with his big hand, frowned and asked: "Is it good for you to deliberately make me angry? Do you still want to deal with your mess?"
Every time he hears the lyrics, "I turn a blind eye when I should cooperate with you in performing, when will we start to have no bottom line?" Brother K will unconsciously think of Yang Yuran, the only woman who made him lose and broke his heart.
.
"Okay, okay, you are awesome. Take me back to see your beauties, and use their sharp words of affection to hurt me." Yang Yuran pointed out a clear path.
Brother K put on professional headphones and listened quietly.
"Well, is there any way to improve it?"
Brother K strode into the apartment, slammed the door back, and raised his arm to stop Yang Yuran. He imprisoned the beauty who thought about it day and night in front of the shoe cabinet, breathed lightly on her cheek with a faint tobacco smell, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Seducing the beauty in your arms.
Yang Yuran's face did not change, her heart did not beat, and she even raised her legs in a leisurely manner, bumped them upwards, and warned: "Oh my God, which greasy boss novel did you learn the vocabulary from? Hurry up, let go, you haven't
Actual weapons have very low deterrence, okay?"
Brother K had a rare harvest. Yang Yuran humbly asked for advice, and his confidence quickly returned. He picked up his tone: "Do you want me to write a new song, or do you want me to help change it?"
Kusou let go of his small hand, entered the restaurant and sat down, and asked angrily: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
The completely indifferent attitude stabbed Brother K hard in the heart, just like Yang Yuran's rejection before going abroad.
The man's face, both physically and mentally injured, suddenly changed. He bit Yang Yuran's ear and threatened: "So what, I can also capture you. In the past four years, all the canaries raised by me have sincerely begged to stay.
by my side."
Yang Yuran believes in Brother K’s professional ability. In Brother K’s alma mater, no more than 5 coaching positions can be left every year, and Brother K holds one in his hands.
"Master Zeng was soft-hearted and failed to seize the great opportunity, so he let you run away. When we meet again, I will not follow the same old path again. I will keep you by my side even if I use force to rob you."
"Can the new song you write perfectly integrate the voices of three boys?" Yang Yuran asked first, looking for a choice that could bring out Brother K's greatest advantage.
Yang Yuran raised her hand and put it on the other person's chest, pushed hard, and urged in a rough voice: "It's been four years, you haven't learned anything at all, and you're still trying to scare me like this. Get down to business, I have to get up early tomorrow.
."
Ten minutes later, Brother K took off his headphones and commented: "To be honest, the first version has its highlights, but it is not a masterpiece. Not to mention the second version, just any songwriter on the Internet is enough."
I'll beat you up."
"Or are you deliberately trying to lure a wolf into your house?"
When the person looking for fun becomes sincere and hands over the life and death of his feelings to the other party. But the other party is Yang Yuran, who is as cold as an ice cave. Brother K loses completely.
Brother K casually spread his hands, raised his eyebrows, and replied: "No problem."
"Oh, then I'll choose you to help me revise the old songs."
Yang Yuran turned around very quickly and almost hit Brother K's neck.
The proud look on Qingjun's face froze, and Brother K stabilized his mood for a few seconds before asking: "The reason?"
"Achievements are important, but the three boys need more recognition and encouragement. They have begun to have self-doubt. To completely overthrow the song at this moment is tantamount to destroying their room for growth and self-confidence."
