Of course when she stepped out of the house, she stamped her feet in hatred.
The sun is still very bright.
She hates.
I hate myself for not living up to expectations.
Now a random ordinary person can bully her!
What is this?
How could she accept this?
She couldn't accept it.
But……
She finally gave in to reality.
She doesn't trust Lu Yuan, a stranger, but she trusts Wang Jinxue.
At least, Wang Jinxue would not lie to her.
At least, the song "To Alice" won't lie to her.
Maybe life is a gamble. If you win the bet, you will make money. If you lose the bet...
At most, it's just a bit of legwork.
No big deal.
……………………
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
"do what?"
"Write songs."
"Can you really write?"
"able."
"No need to brew?"
"Brilliant people don't need to brew."
"hehe."
Lu Yuan looked very arrogant, but for a while Wang Jinxue was unable to suppress Lu Yuan's arrogance.
No one has ever used the word talented to describe himself.
No matter how you look at it, this looks like boasting.
Wang Jinxue could only use the word "haha" to mock Lu Yuan to show her disdain.
But Wang Jinxue finally returned to her Lamborghini and brought a pen and a notebook.
The book exudes a light fragrance.
It's the smell of orchids.
Lu Yuan took the notebook and touched it with his hand.
It feels good in hand.
"If you are drafting, don't draft in a notebook."
"I don't draft."
"Then just write it?"
"yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Talented people don't need to make drafts. They can only write a few typos." Lu Yuan showed the same arrogance as before.
"An Xiao needs a good song. I'm not fooling around. I'm not joking with you!" Wang Jinxue's face was slightly cold.
She felt that Lu Yuan was fooling around.
Writing a song has never been so easy.
This process may be lengthy.
And it requires a lot of inspiration.
She has indeed seen many talented creators, but they never achieved success overnight.
accumulation.
Yes, it requires a lot of accumulation, some of which require experience, and some of which require years.
"My expression is very serious, I am not joking."
"Then I'll wait and see." Wang Jinxue crossed her arms and looked at Lu Yuan coldly.
"Um."
Lu Yuan picked up the pen and started writing on the first page of the notebook.
Wang Jinxue lowered her head and looked at Lu Yuan's hands.
Lu Yuan was very fast, and it didn't look like he was composing lyrics, but copying them.
As for the writing, the writing is really poor.
Wang Jinxue recognized it for a long time but didn't recognize the word for a while.
Is this the word a talented creator should have?
Just kidding!
The expression on Wang Jinxue's face became even colder.
About three minutes later, Lu Yuan finished writing a page, sighed with relief and waved his hand.
It's been a long time since I've written anything, and Lu Yuan is not used to it.
"Has it been written?"
"Um."
"So fast?" Wang Jinxue suppressed the displeasure in her heart deeply.
Four minutes!
It only took Lu Yuan four minutes from picking up the pen to finishing writing a song!
Isn’t this nonsense!
The lyrics are definitely written in a mess.
Wang Jinxue's face showed a chill. She now felt that Lu Yuan was completely fooling around.
Lu Yuan's expression looked like a nonsense expression to him.
"Take a look." Lu Yuan handed the notebook to Wang Jinxue, his face no longer as arrogant as before, but looked slightly humble.
Be low-key, low-key.
"Yeah." Wang Jinxue took the notebook and glanced at it quickly, but after reading part of the lyrics, her eyes widened and she stared at Lu Yuan in disbelief, "Did you really write this?"
"As you can see, I wrote it from the beginning to the end." Lu Yuan touched his hand and looked at the street, a little deep and profound, as if there were many stories hidden there.
Quietly.
Don't talk, don't say unnecessary words!
Now just have to wait!
Now it's enough to wait for flowers, applause, and those adoring eyes.
"There are five typos in a song, and what kind of word is this?" Wang Jinxue pointed to the words, "Were your words written by a primary school student?"
"????"
The adoring look he imagined did not appear, but he was speechless.
Lu Yuan said it was very painful.
"The lyrics are okay, but the key is to look at the music composition."
Lu Yuan looked at Wang Jinxue, but saw that Wang Jinxue's expression suddenly became dull.
She didn't seem to care, but she held the book firmly in her hand.
It seemed like I had found a treasure, and I was a little excited.
Lu Yuan glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth and smiled.
This is a typical way of saying no.
But the body is very honest.
"Crunch."
"Your takeout has arrived!"
At this time, An Xiao opened the door with three takeaways and a pack of "red orchid", with a rather resentful voice, and then threw the takeaways on the table in front of Lu Yuan.
"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded and then took a wary look at An Xiao, who looked a little gloomy: "You won't spit in it, right?"
"What! You are saying it again!" When An Xiao heard this sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and he was ready to rush over and fight with Lu Yuan.
Is she such a lackluster person?
"No, I was just joking, don't..." Lu Yuan surrendered quickly.
"I am a quality person, not as dirty as you!"
"I am also qualified and I am not dirty!"
"Haha! Now "Red Lan" has been delivered and food has been bought. When will my song be written?"
"It's written." Lu Yuan picked up the takeaway and ate it, casually dealing with it.
"What?"
"I said the lyrics have been written."
"Has it been written? Where is it?"
"It's in Wang Jinxue's hands."
"Really?" An Xiao looked at Wang Jinxue and saw Wang Jinxue nodded.
Wang Jinxue is not always a quiet person, but at this moment, she is a little abnormal and seems to be quite quiet.
After An Xiao saw Wang Jinxue's expression, she felt a little strange.
It seems that he agrees with it very much.
"Sister Jinxue, show me."
"good!"
When Wang Jinxue handed the notebook to An Xiao, and An Xiao opened the first page of the notebook, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she looked at Lu Yuan as if she had seen a ghost.
There was a storm in her heart.
She is a singer.
Professional singer.
She can naturally judge which songs are good and which are bad.
The success of a song has a great relationship with its lyrics.
so……
"This, this, this... was really written by you? Was it really written by me in the few minutes I was out shopping?"
An Xiao stuttered a little.
Then came the shock!
His originally unhappy face was filled with shock.
Yes, only shocked!
She looked at Lu Yuan as if she had seen a ghost.
"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.
"You, you, you...you..." An Xiao still stuttered, "Then...the score of this song, you..."
"Give me a guitar, and I'll give you the world." Lu Yuan took a bite of the rice and felt that today's meal was extremely delicious, especially the chicken legs, which looked very delicious.
"Don't, don't... don't eat..." An Xiao screamed subconsciously after watching Lu Yuan pick up the chicken legs.
"What?"
"This chicken leg is not delicious..."
"Um?"
"Anyway, don't eat it."
"Is there anything I can't eat? Really...could it be poisonous?" Lu Yuan shook his head, picked up the chicken legs and put it in his mouth.
Then he started chewing.
"Click."
The sound of shattering teeth resounded throughout the room.
Lu Yuan covered his mouth...
"That... chicken drumstick fell to the ground... I... I'm afraid of wasting it..." An Xiao looked at Lu Yuan weakly.
"..." Lu Yuan's face turned blue and purple, looking extremely wonderful.