Xia Nuan was blow-drying her long hair with a hairdryer.
I don't know if Xia Nuan forgot to close the door, or if she intentionally left it open.
In the bathroom, a curvaceous figure appeared before Li Dongyang.
Xia Nuan lowered her head, the hairdryer in her hand swaying incessantly, water droplets sliding down her hair.
Until her long, wet hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
A fragrant aroma wafted from the small room.
It must be the scent of shampoo.
Li Dongyang just watched quietly.
My Adam's apple slid up and down involuntarily.
"I've already printed out the lyrics."
"I practiced following the video you sent, but I still can't capture the same feel as yours."
The room returned to its previous quiet.
After drying her hair, Xia Nuan picked up an A4 sheet of paper from the table. It contained not only the lyrics but also the music she had composed.
Of course, it's based on the score sung by Li Dongyang.
"Come on, let's finish this quickly." Xia Nuan sat on the sofa to Li Dongyang's left, holding a manuscript in one hand, tapping the rhythm with the other, and humming a song.
The song was over quickly. "So, is there anything you want to change?"
Li Dongyang shook his head, "You sang very well, you're ready to graduate."
Xia Nuan blinked and asked doubtfully, "Is it really that fast? You're not kidding me, are you?"
"You're a professional singer, so what's so special about humming a few times and getting it right?"
"Otherwise, would my songs have become this popular without you singing them?"
"Of course not."
Xia Nuan stared at Li Dongyang for a long time, then raised an eyebrow in confusion and said, "Am I too superficial?"
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