The streets of Hengdian are bustling.

People are sometimes mean.

An Xiao naturally would not acknowledge this word.

But she left the house anyway.

Of course when she stepped out of the house, she stamped her feet in anger.

The sun is still shining brightly.

She hates.

I hate myself for not living up to expectations.

Now any ordinary person can bully her!

What is this?

How could she accept this?

She couldn't accept it.

But……

She finally succumbed to reality.

She didn't trust Lu Yuan, a stranger, but she believed Wang Jinxue.

At least, Wang Jinxue wouldn't lie to her.

At least, that "Für Alice" wouldn't lie to her.

Maybe life is a gamble. If you win, you make money. If you lose,...

At most, I just run some errands.

It's no big deal.

…

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

"do what?"

“Write a song.”

"Can you really write?"

"able."

"No need to brew?"

“Talent needs no incubation.”

"hehe."

Lu Yuan looked very arrogant, but for a moment Wang Jinxue was unable to suppress Lu Yuan's arrogance.

No one has ever described himself as talented.

This sounds like bragging no matter how you look at it.

Wang Jinxue could only use the two words "hehe" to mock Lu Yuan to show her disdain.

But Wang Jinxue finally returned to her Lamborghini and took out a pen and a notebook.

The book exudes a faint fragrance.

It smells like orchids.

Lu Yuan took the notebook and touched it with his hand.

It feels good.

"If you're drafting, don't draft in a notebook."

“I don’t draft.”

"Then write it directly?"

"yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Talented people don't need to make drafts. At most they will make a few typos." Lu Yuan showed the same arrogant expression as before.

"An Xiao needs a good song. I'm not kidding. I'm not kidding you!" Wang Jinxue's face was slightly cold.

She thought Lu Yuan was fooling around.

Writing a song has never been easier.

This process may be long.

And it requires a lot of inspiration.

She had indeed seen many talented creators, but they never achieved success overnight.

accumulation.

Yes, it requires a lot of accumulation, some requires experience, and some requires time.

"My expression is very serious. I don't joke."

"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 quickly on the first page of the notebook.

Wang Jinxue looked down at Lu Yuan's hand.

Lu Yuan wrote very quickly, and it looked like he was not composing the lyrics, but rather copying them.

As for the handwriting, it is really bad.

Wang Jinxue tried to recognize the word for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Is this a word that a talented creator should have?

Are you kidding!

The expression on Wang Jinxue's face became even colder.

About three minutes later, Lu Yuan finished writing a page, breathed a sigh of relief and waved.

Lu Yuan hadn't written anything for a long time and was a little uncomfortable.

"Done?"

"Um."

"So fast?" Wang Jinxue suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

Four minutes!

It only took Lu Yuan four minutes from picking up the pen to finishing writing a song!

Isn’t this bullshit!

The lyrics are absolutely a mess.

Wang Jinxue's face showed a chill. She now felt that Lu Yuan was completely fooling around.

In his opinion, Lu Yuan's expression was just a nonsense expression.

"Take a look." Lu Yuan handed the notebook to Wang Jinxue. His face no longer had the arrogance as before, but instead looked a little humble.

Be low-key, keep a low profile.

"Yeah." Wang Jinxue took the book and glanced at it quickly at first, 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 all from the beginning to the end." Lu Yuan touched his hands and looked at the street with a slightly deep and profound gaze, as if it contained many stories.

Quietly.

Don't talk, don't say unnecessary words!

Now just have to wait!

Now all we have to do is wait for the flowers, the applause, and the admiring looks.

"There are five typos in one song. What's this word?" Wang Jinxue pointed at the word. "Is your handwriting like that of an elementary school student?"

"????"

The admiring gazes that I had imagined did not appear, instead there was silence.

Lu Yuan said it was very painful.

"The lyrics are fine, but the key is to see the music."

Lu Yuan looked at Wang Jinxue, only to see that Wang Jinxue's expression suddenly turned indifferent.

She didn't seem to care, but her hand was holding the notebook tightly.

He looked like he had found a treasure and was quite excited.

Lu Yuan raised his head slightly with a smile on his face.

This is a typical case of saying no.

But the body is very honest.

“Crunch.”

"Your takeaway has arrived!"

Just at this moment, An Xiao pushed open the door with three takeouts and a pack of "Honglan". Her voice was quite resentful, and then she threw the takeouts on the table in front of Lu Yuan.

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded and then looked at An Xiao, whose face was a little gloomy, warily: "You didn't spit in there, did you?"

"What! Say it again!" When An Xiao heard this, his face suddenly changed and he was about to pounce on Lu Yuan to fight.

Is she such an unqualified person?

"No, I'm just joking, don't..." Lu Yuan surrendered quickly.

"I am a decent person, not as dirty as you!"

"I am also a person of character, I am not dirty!"

"Haha! Now that 'Honglan' has been delivered and the food has been bought, when will I write my song?"

"I've finished writing it." Lu Yuan picked up the takeaway and started eating, answering casually.

"What?"

“I said the lyrics are already written.”

"Have you finished writing it? Where is it?"

"It's in Wang Jinxue's hands."

"Really?" An Xiao looked at Wang Jinxue, only to see Wang Jinxue nod.

Wang Jinxue is not a quiet person all the time, but at this moment she is a little abnormal and looks quite quiet.

After seeing Wang Jinxue's expression, An Xiao felt a little strange.

It seems that he agrees with it.

"Sister Jinxue, let me see."

"good!"

When Wang Jinxue handed the notebook to An Xiao, after An Xiao opened the first page, 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 lot to do with its lyrics.

so……

"This, this, this... did you really write this? Did you really write this during the few minutes I was out shopping?"

An Xiao stuttered a little.

Then came the shock!

There was only shock on his face which was originally a little unhappy.

Yes, only shock!

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 a world." Lu Yuan took a bite of the rice and felt that the meal was extremely delicious, especially the chicken leg, which looked very tasty.

"No, no... don't eat it..." An Xiao shouted subconsciously after watching Lu Yuan pick up the chicken leg.

"What?"

“This chicken leg doesn’t taste good…”

"Um?"

"Anyway, don't eat it."

"What can't be eaten? Really... Is it poisonous?" Lu Yuan shook his head, picked up the chicken leg and put it in his mouth.

Then he started chewing.

“Click.”

The sound of teeth breaking could be heard throughout the room.

Lu Yuan covered his mouth...

"That... the chicken leg fell to the ground... I... I was afraid of wasting it..." An Xiao looked at Lu Yuan weakly.

"..." Lu Yuan's face turned blue and purple, looking extremely wonderful.

I even want to say MMP.