"Mimi, what happened to your face?"
Big Mimi's agent came to the scene today and suddenly noticed that Big Mimi's face was red.
She was shocked and thought that it was a sudden illness.
Big Mimi quickly waved her hand."It's fine, it's fine…" I'm just a little hot."
Hot?
Her manager thought about today's date…It was December.
The air conditioner in the room was not turned on too much, and Big Mimi was wearing a little gown…Rounding off, it was equivalent to not wearing anything.
And didn't she just say that she was cold…
Big Honey looked at Bai Yanwen playing with her fountain pen, her eyes filled with embarrassment.
This person was too much!
She was kind enough to lend him a fountain pen, and he actually smelled it…It's fine if you smell it, but don't bite it with your teeth. You
can't use your teeth...
Big Honey's manager ignored her abnormal reaction and said very seriously,"If he really has something, after today…" The situation is completely different."
"W-what do you mean?"
"People have a feeling about true geniuses... It was lenient, provided that the genius could withstand the test.”
As a manager, she knew this kind of thing too well.
"Of course he's a true genius!”Big Honey said with certainty.
"From the looks of it, that's the case..." Her manager didn't refute her because she had watched Crazy Stone before.
Even if Bai Yan's songs were not written by him, at least the movie was indeed shot by him.
.........
Bai Yan Wen, who was "ravaging" the fountain pen, stopped writing after a few minutes.
Finished writing?
The reporters and media personnel at the side wanted to stretch their necks to see what he had written.
However, Bai Yanwen pulled out a new piece of A4 paper and covered it.
"Why? You don't dare to take it out to see others?”Fang Zhouzi also wanted to see what song was written on that piece of paper, but he was still very stubborn.
"Isn't there still one more poem? I'll show it to you after both of you finish writing it.”
"I'm afraid you've written nonsense, haven't you?”
"What are you so anxious about? A single song made you admit defeat. How can you face the situation today?”
You f * cking maniac, why don't you take out something!
Fang Zhouzi's breathing quickened, angered by Bai Yanwen.
Little bastard, you're quite good at being eccentric.
Fang Zhouzi felt that something was wrong…Logically speaking, today's match should be his home ground.
However, from the very beginning, Bai Yanwen had the rhythm in his hands.
Whether it was a live broadcast or sponsorship…Bai Yanwen had forcefully turned this "Feast at Hongmen", which was supposed to be targeted at him, into a show for him.
Fang Zhouzi, the audience, all kinds of teasing, but he always looked like he had a plan in mind.
Gouhua was really good at keeping people in suspense.
..........
"Old Zhou, come here."
"What's wrong?"
In front of the camera, Bai Yanwen didn't avoid it at all."Find a band over. They have to be familiar with the music, the kind that can be picked up quickly by looking at the score.”
"Today?" Zhou Chongguang pretended that the camera did not exist and asked seriously.
"Yes, the song has already been written. If I don't sing it on the spot, I'm afraid that those people who don't understand the score will continue to be stubborn ~"
Bai Yanwen said this to the camera.
[Damn, I keep feeling like he's scolding me…]
[Don't feel it. This guy is scolding us. By the way, do you guys understand music?】
[I don't understand... So, this Bai fellow was quite considerate?】
[No, he really wrote it?! Was it for real? I'm looking for a band!]
[This stance... It doesn't look fake...]
[Why do I feel that the script is different from what I imagined at the beginning? But it's even better!】
[Are you scolding me again?!!]
【.........】
Zhou Chongguang's mouth twitched when he saw Bai Yanwen's Yin Yang Spectator.
I won't say anything else. You're really awesome.
Forget it, he would go find a band.
Speaking of which, what else did Bai Yanwen instruct him to say…Some folk music... The most important thing was to find someone who was good at playing the suona.
Zhou Chongguang didn't think too much about it and just did as he was told.
........
When Bai Yanwen opened the second envelope, he finally understood why Fang Zhouzi was still so calm.
This thing contained a piece of news cut out from the newspaper... The news seemed to be…A forest fire?
"There's more ~" Fang Zhou reminded.
At this moment, Bai Yanwen realized that this wasn't the only piece of paper inside.
There were also some interviews…
"A newspaper from thirty years ago..." Bai Yanwen seemed to be talking to himself.
"Go ahead and write. I've given you enough material, right?" Fang Zhouzi looked at Bai Yanwen's expression and his mood immediately improved. He felt that Bai Yanwen seemed to be stumped.
Fang Zhouzi wasn't a fool. He was quite smart.
Writing songs…Sometimes, the more you give, the harder it is to write.
It was similar to writing an essay.
If they gave too much information, it would be easier to write off the topic. Instead, they would only give one title... No matter how far away it was, it couldn't go anywhere.
Fang Zhou had come prepared for the worst.
If Bai Yanwen had a very powerful shooter behind him, who had prepared a lot of songs for him in advance, just waiting for the questions to be played on the internet,
then this move of his would directly kill him.
Prepare in advance? Let's see how you prepare for this in advance!
One was an unpopular topic, and the other was an extremely detailed topic…No matter what kind of shooter you have behind you, you can't cause any trouble.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou felt that he had already won.
However, when he raised his head and met Bai Yan Wen's gaze, his entire body froze.
Bai Yanwen's gaze…A joke? There seemed to be a little more…Anger?
"Bring me the guitar!"
....................
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Seeking monthly votes! Please urge me to update! "Mimi, what happened to your face?"
Big Mimi's agent came to the scene today and suddenly noticed that Big Mimi's face was red.
She was shocked and thought that it was a sudden illness.
Big Mimi quickly waved her hand."It's fine, it's fine…" I'm just a little hot."
Hot?
Her manager thought about today's date…It was December.
The air conditioner in the room was not turned on too much, and Big Mimi was wearing a little gown…Rounding off, it was equivalent to not wearing anything.
And didn't she just say that she was cold…
Big Honey looked at Bai Yanwen playing with her fountain pen, her eyes filled with embarrassment.
This person was too much!
She was kind enough to lend him a fountain pen, and he actually smelled it…It's fine if you smell it, but don't bite it with your teeth. You
can't use your teeth...
Big Honey's manager ignored her abnormal reaction and said very seriously,"If he really has something, after today…" The situation is completely different."
"W-what do you mean?"
"People have a feeling about true geniuses... It was lenient, provided that the genius could withstand the test.”
As a manager, she knew this kind of thing too well.
"Of course he's a true genius!”Big Honey said with certainty.
"From the looks of it, that's the case..." Her manager didn't refute her because she had watched Crazy Stone before.
Even if Bai Yan's songs were not written by him, at least the movie was indeed shot by him.
.........
Bai Yan Wen, who was "ravaging" the fountain pen, stopped writing after a few minutes.
Finished writing?
The reporters and media personnel at the side wanted to stretch their necks to see what he had written.
However, Bai Yanwen pulled out a new piece of A4 paper and covered it.
"Why? You don't dare to take it out to see others?”Fang Zhouzi also wanted to see what song was written on that piece of paper, but he was still very stubborn.
"Isn't there still one more poem? I'll show it to you after both of you finish writing it.”
"I'm afraid you've written nonsense, haven't you?”
"What are you so anxious about? A single song made you admit defeat. How can you face the situation today?”
You f * cking maniac, why don't you take out something!
Fang Zhouzi's breathing quickened, angered by Bai Yanwen.
Little bastard, you're quite good at being eccentric.
Fang Zhouzi felt that something was wrong…Logically speaking, today's match should be his home ground.
However, from the very beginning, Bai Yanwen had the rhythm in his hands.
Whether it was a live broadcast or sponsorship…Bai Yanwen had forcefully turned this "Feast at Hongmen", which was supposed to be targeted at him, into a show for him.
Fang Zhouzi, the audience, all kinds of teasing, but he always looked like he had a plan in mind.
Gouhua was really good at keeping people in suspense.
..........
"Old Zhou, come here."
"What's wrong?"
In front of the camera, Bai Yanwen didn't avoid it at all."Find a band over. They have to be familiar with the music, the kind that can be picked up quickly by looking at the score.”
"Today?" Zhou Chongguang pretended that the camera did not exist and asked seriously.
"Yes, the song has already been written. If I don't sing it on the spot, I'm afraid that those people who don't understand the score will continue to be stubborn ~"
Bai Yanwen said this to the camera.
[Damn, I keep feeling like he's scolding me…]
[Don't feel it. This guy is scolding us. By the way, do you guys understand music?】
[I don't understand... So, this Bai fellow was quite considerate?】
[No, he really wrote it?! Was it for real? I'm looking for a band!]
[This stance... It doesn't look fake...]
[Why do I feel that the script is different from what I imagined at the beginning? But it's even better!】
[Are you scolding me again?!!]
【.........】
Zhou Chongguang's mouth twitched when he saw Bai Yanwen's Yin Yang Spectator.
I won't say anything else. You're really awesome.
Forget it, he would go find a band.
Speaking of which, what else did Bai Yanwen instruct him to say…Some folk music... The most important thing was to find someone who was good at playing the suona.
Zhou Chongguang didn't think too much about it and just did as he was told.
........
When Bai Yanwen opened the second envelope, he finally understood why Fang Zhouzi was still so calm.
This thing contained a piece of news cut out from the newspaper... The news seemed to be…A forest fire?
"There's more ~" Fang Zhou reminded.
At this moment, Bai Yanwen realized that this wasn't the only piece of paper inside.
There were also some interviews…
"A newspaper from thirty years ago..." Bai Yanwen seemed to be talking to himself.
"Go ahead and write. I've given you enough material, right?" Fang Zhouzi looked at Bai Yanwen's expression and his mood immediately improved. He felt that Bai Yanwen seemed to be stumped.
Fang Zhouzi wasn't a fool. He was quite smart.
Writing songs…Sometimes, the more you give, the harder it is to write.
It was similar to writing an essay.
If they gave too much information, it would be easier to write off the topic. Instead, they would only give one title... No matter how far away it was, it couldn't go anywhere.
Fang Zhou had come prepared for the worst.
If Bai Yanwen had a very powerful shooter behind him, who had prepared a lot of songs for him in advance, just waiting for the questions to be played on the internet,
then this move of his would directly kill him.
Prepare in advance? Let's see how you prepare for this in advance!
One was an unpopular topic, and the other was an extremely detailed topic…No matter what kind of shooter you have behind you, you can't cause any trouble.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou felt that he had already won.
However, when he raised his head and met Bai Yan Wen's gaze, his entire body froze.
Bai Yanwen's gaze…A joke? There seemed to be a little more…Anger?
"Bring me the guitar!"
....................
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Seeking monthly votes! Please urge me to update! "Mimi, what happened to your face?"
Big Mimi's agent came to the scene today and suddenly noticed that Big Mimi's face was red.
She was shocked and thought that it was a sudden illness.
Big Mimi quickly waved her hand."It's fine, it's fine…" I'm just a little hot."
Hot?
Her manager thought about today's date…It was December.
The air conditioner in the room was not turned on too much, and Big Mimi was wearing a little gown…Rounding off, it was equivalent to not wearing anything.
And didn't she just say that she was cold…
Big Honey looked at Bai Yanwen playing with her fountain pen, her eyes filled with embarrassment.
This person was too much!
She was kind enough to lend him a fountain pen, and he actually smelled it…It's fine if you smell it, but don't bite it with your teeth. You
can't use your teeth...
Big Honey's manager ignored her abnormal reaction and said very seriously,"If he really has something, after today…" The situation is completely different."
"W-what do you mean?"
"People have a feeling about true geniuses... It was lenient, provided that the genius could withstand the test.”
As a manager, she knew this kind of thing too well.
"Of course he's a true genius!”Big Honey said with certainty.
"From the looks of it, that's the case..." Her manager didn't refute her because she had watched Crazy Stone before.
Even if Bai Yan's songs were not written by him, at least the movie was indeed shot by him.
.........
Bai Yan Wen, who was "ravaging" the fountain pen, stopped writing after a few minutes.
Finished writing?
The reporters and media personnel at the side wanted to stretch their necks to see what he had written.
However, Bai Yanwen pulled out a new piece of A4 paper and covered it.
"Why? You don't dare to take it out to see others?”Fang Zhouzi also wanted to see what song was written on that piece of paper, but he was still very stubborn.
"Isn't there still one more poem? I'll show it to you after both of you finish writing it.”
"I'm afraid you've written nonsense, haven't you?”
"What are you so anxious about? A single song made you admit defeat. How can you face the situation today?”
You f * cking maniac, why don't you take out something!
Fang Zhouzi's breathing quickened, angered by Bai Yanwen.
Little bastard, you're quite good at being eccentric.
Fang Zhouzi felt that something was wrong…Logically speaking, today's match should be his home ground.
However, from the very beginning, Bai Yanwen had the rhythm in his hands.
Whether it was a live broadcast or sponsorship…Bai Yanwen had forcefully turned this "Feast at Hongmen", which was supposed to be targeted at him, into a show for him.
Fang Zhouzi, the audience, all kinds of teasing, but he always looked like he had a plan in mind.
Gouhua was really good at keeping people in suspense.
..........
"Old Zhou, come here."
"What's wrong?"
In front of the camera, Bai Yanwen didn't avoid it at all."Find a band over. They have to be familiar with the music, the kind that can be picked up quickly by looking at the score.”
"Today?" Zhou Chongguang pretended that the camera did not exist and asked seriously.
"Yes, the song has already been written. If I don't sing it on the spot, I'm afraid that those people who don't understand the score will continue to be stubborn ~"
Bai Yanwen said this to the camera.
[Damn, I keep feeling like he's scolding me…]
[Don't feel it. This guy is scolding us. By the way, do you guys understand music?】
[I don't understand... So, this Bai fellow was quite considerate?】
[No, he really wrote it?! Was it for real? I'm looking for a band!]
[This stance... It doesn't look fake...]
[Why do I feel that the script is different from what I imagined at the beginning? But it's even better!】
[Are you scolding me again?!!]
【.........】
Zhou Chongguang's mouth twitched when he saw Bai Yanwen's Yin Yang Spectator.
I won't say anything else. You're really awesome.
Forget it, he would go find a band.
Speaking of which, what else did Bai Yanwen instruct him to say…Some folk music... The most important thing was to find someone who was good at playing the suona.
Zhou Chongguang didn't think too much about it and just did as he was told.
........
When Bai Yanwen opened the second envelope, he finally understood why Fang Zhouzi was still so calm.
This thing contained a piece of news cut out from the newspaper... The news seemed to be…A forest fire?
"There's more ~" Fang Zhou reminded.
At this moment, Bai Yanwen realized that this wasn't the only piece of paper inside.
There were also some interviews…
"A newspaper from thirty years ago..." Bai Yanwen seemed to be talking to himself.
"Go ahead and write. I've given you enough material, right?" Fang Zhouzi looked at Bai Yanwen's expression and his mood immediately improved. He felt that Bai Yanwen seemed to be stumped.
Fang Zhouzi wasn't a fool. He was quite smart.
Writing songs…Sometimes, the more you give, the harder it is to write.
It was similar to writing an essay.
If they gave too much information, it would be easier to write off the topic. Instead, they would only give one title... No matter how far away it was, it couldn't go anywhere.
Fang Zhou had come prepared for the worst.
If Bai Yanwen had a very powerful shooter behind him, who had prepared a lot of songs for him in advance, just waiting for the questions to be played on the internet,
then this move of his would directly kill him.
Prepare in advance? Let's see how you prepare for this in advance!
One was an unpopular topic, and the other was an extremely detailed topic…No matter what kind of shooter you have behind you, you can't cause any trouble.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou felt that he had already won.
However, when he raised his head and met Bai Yan Wen's gaze, his entire body froze.
Bai Yanwen's gaze…A joke? There seemed to be a little more…Anger?
"Bring me the guitar!"
....................
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Seeking monthly votes! Please urge me to update! "Mimi, what happened to your face?"
Big Mimi's agent came to the scene today and suddenly noticed that Big Mimi's face was red.
She was shocked and thought that it was a sudden illness.
Big Mimi quickly waved her hand."It's fine, it's fine…" I'm just a little hot."
Hot?
Her manager thought about today's date…It was December.
The air conditioner in the room was not turned on too much, and Big Mimi was wearing a little gown…Rounding off, it was equivalent to not wearing anything.
And didn't she just say that she was cold…
Big Honey looked at Bai Yanwen playing with her fountain pen, her eyes filled with embarrassment.
This person was too much!
She was kind enough to lend him a fountain pen, and he actually smelled it…It's fine if you smell it, but don't bite it with your teeth. You
can't use your teeth...
Big Honey's manager ignored her abnormal reaction and said very seriously,"If he really has something, after today…" The situation is completely different."
"W-what do you mean?"
"People have a feeling about true geniuses... It was lenient, provided that the genius could withstand the test.”
As a manager, she knew this kind of thing too well.
"Of course he's a true genius!”Big Honey said with certainty.
"From the looks of it, that's the case..." Her manager didn't refute her because she had watched Crazy Stone before.
Even if Bai Yan's songs were not written by him, at least the movie was indeed shot by him.
.........
Bai Yan Wen, who was "ravaging" the fountain pen, stopped writing after a few minutes.
Finished writing?
The reporters and media personnel at the side wanted to stretch their necks to see what he had written.
However, Bai Yanwen pulled out a new piece of A4 paper and covered it.
"Why? You don't dare to take it out to see others?”Fang Zhouzi also wanted to see what song was written on that piece of paper, but he was still very stubborn.
"Isn't there still one more poem? I'll show it to you after both of you finish writing it.”
"I'm afraid you've written nonsense, haven't you?”
"What are you so anxious about? A single song made you admit defeat. How can you face the situation today?”
You f * cking maniac, why don't you take out something!
Fang Zhouzi's breathing quickened, angered by Bai Yanwen.
Little bastard, you're quite good at being eccentric.
Fang Zhouzi felt that something was wrong…Logically speaking, today's match should be his home ground.
However, from the very beginning, Bai Yanwen had the rhythm in his hands.
Whether it was a live broadcast or sponsorship…Bai Yanwen had forcefully turned this "Feast at Hongmen", which was supposed to be targeted at him, into a show for him.
Fang Zhouzi, the audience, all kinds of teasing, but he always looked like he had a plan in mind.
Gouhua was really good at keeping people in suspense.
..........
"Old Zhou, come here."
"What's wrong?"
In front of the camera, Bai Yanwen didn't avoid it at all."Find a band over. They have to be familiar with the music, the kind that can be picked up quickly by looking at the score.”
"Today?" Zhou Chongguang pretended that the camera did not exist and asked seriously.
"Yes, the song has already been written. If I don't sing it on the spot, I'm afraid that those people who don't understand the score will continue to be stubborn ~"
Bai Yanwen said this to the camera.
[Damn, I keep feeling like he's scolding me…]
[Don't feel it. This guy is scolding us. By the way, do you guys understand music?】
[I don't understand... So, this Bai fellow was quite considerate?】
[No, he really wrote it?! Was it for real? I'm looking for a band!]
[This stance... It doesn't look fake...]
[Why do I feel that the script is different from what I imagined at the beginning? But it's even better!】
[Are you scolding me again?!!]
【.........】
Zhou Chongguang's mouth twitched when he saw Bai Yanwen's Yin Yang Spectator.
I won't say anything else. You're really awesome.
Forget it, he would go find a band.
Speaking of which, what else did Bai Yanwen instruct him to say…Some folk music... The most important thing was to find someone who was good at playing the suona.
Zhou Chongguang didn't think too much about it and just did as he was told.
........
When Bai Yanwen opened the second envelope, he finally understood why Fang Zhouzi was still so calm.
This thing contained a piece of news cut out from the newspaper... The news seemed to be…A forest fire?
"There's more ~" Fang Zhou reminded.
At this moment, Bai Yanwen realized that this wasn't the only piece of paper inside.
There were also some interviews…
"A newspaper from thirty years ago..." Bai Yanwen seemed to be talking to himself.
"Go ahead and write. I've given you enough material, right?" Fang Zhouzi looked at Bai Yanwen's expression and his mood immediately improved. He felt that Bai Yanwen seemed to be stumped.
Fang Zhouzi wasn't a fool. He was quite smart.
Writing songs…Sometimes, the more you give, the harder it is to write.
It was similar to writing an essay.
If they gave too much information, it would be easier to write off the topic. Instead, they would only give one title... No matter how far away it was, it couldn't go anywhere.
Fang Zhou had come prepared for the worst.
If Bai Yanwen had a very powerful shooter behind him, who had prepared a lot of songs for him in advance, just waiting for the questions to be played on the internet,
then this move of his would directly kill him.
Prepare in advance? Let's see how you prepare for this in advance!
One was an unpopular topic, and the other was an extremely detailed topic…No matter what kind of shooter you have behind you, you can't cause any trouble.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou felt that he had already won.
However, when he raised his head and met Bai Yan Wen's gaze, his entire body froze.
Bai Yanwen's gaze…A joke? There seemed to be a little more…Anger?
"Bring me the guitar!"
....................
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