I really don't want to be red

Chapter 173 Golden Shield
"Teacher An, look, can you help me write a song or something!"

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoxi said again, "Actually, I know this request is a bit excessive, but...but..."

I heard that their song "Big Fish" sold 500 million.

Even the songs that are given out at a friendly price are hundreds of thousands, millions.

When she opens her mouth, people have to write songs for her, which is equivalent to prostitution for nothing.

Speaking of which, she felt ashamed herself.

An Ran's chicken legs have been eaten, and the self-heating small hot pot is ready.

Opened the small hot pot, picked up a piece of red beef with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, and said while sighing: "Writing a song? What kind of shit is this? Don't worry, I will write it for you later."

Lin Xiaoxi shrank her neck, "I don't have that much money for you!"

An Ran knocked on the self-heating small hot pot, "This is the fee."

Lin Xiaoxi said again: "Don't write about love and love, but be positive!"

"Don't worry!" An Ran said while eating, "It's very simple. I write so many songs, but I really don't have much love."

Lin Xiaoxi also thought about it, "Do you want to drink to cheer up the fun? I'll get you some!"

An Ran was startled, and quickly said: "Don't, this violates discipline, it's not good for you or me."

It's okay to eat and drink now, this is within the allowable range.

But it's not good to live.

Anyway, not for vacation.

Lin Xiaoxi let out a "ha" laugh, "I know, I'm just kidding you!"

An Ran ate so much that she was sweating profusely.

The small hot pot was finished quickly, An Ran said: "Go get a pen and paper, I'll write it for you right now!"

"Now?"

"Or else?"

"Aren't you brewing?"

"What are you thinking about writing a song? Hurry up!"

Lin Xiaoxi ran out and came back with a pen and paper.

An Ran thought about how good it would be to serve the country faithfully, and asked casually, "What big case did you solve? You're going to the Imperial Capital to attend the commendation meeting!"

I didn't hear Lin Xiaoxi squeak for a long time.

As soon as An Ran looked up, she saw Lin Xiaoxi tearing up.

"what happened?"

"I went for my dad. My dad died last year when he was catching fugitives."

An Ran felt as if someone had pinched her heart instantly.

Lin Xiaoxi wiped her tears and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's over."

An Ran nodded, and took a look at Lin Xiaoxi, it is really not easy to be a policeman, so let's take care of everyone.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly a song popped into his mind.

This song is the best.

Although it is a very old song, it is not outdated, and this song was originally written for people like them.

Thinking of this, An Ran lay down on the bare bed and began to write.

After a few minutes, An Ran finished writing, and solemnly handed over the song to Lin Xiaoxi, saying: "This song doesn't require much skill, and it's very suitable for you to sing. You go to my company tomorrow. There are professionals there. Give you some pointers, I believe you can sing very well!"

Lin Xiaoxi blinked her eyes, with tears still on her face, "So fast?"

An Ran nodded, "Don't worry, the quality is absolutely fine."

"I'm afraid I can't sing well!"

"Then I'll teach you first..."

"Sing it first and I'll listen to it!"

"no problem!"

Although there is no accompaniment, An Ran doesn't care about these things, and he can sing a cappella with his skills.

"How many winds and rains, how many springs and autumns"

"Wind, frost, snow and rain overwhelm the torrent"

"Through the hardships, I will not change my mind"

"Adolescence without worry"

"Golden shield forged with blood"

"Show your skills in difficult places"

"For the sake of the mother's smile, for the harvest of the earth, the turbulent years, why not be afraid of romance..."

The lyrics are not long, but An Ran sang very deeply.

He didn't sing a few lines, but Lin Xiaoxi couldn't stop crying. The little policewoman who usually looks carefree and heartless, just feels that every line of the lyrics is like a heavy drum, beating her heart hard.

Especially the lyrics, isn't it just a portrayal of my father's life?
In the blurred tears, I saw my father's tall back again, his face full of wind and frost.

The big rough hand seemed to fall on the head again.

She is the pride of her father, and her father is also her pride.

Lin Xiaoxi gritted her teeth and didn't cry out loud, but the tears kept falling down.

The sticks over there were dumbfounded.

An Shiyuan asked, "Zhenmin, what are they doing?"

Cui Zhenmin said seriously: "The policewoman asked that guy to help write the song, and she cried after listening to the finished song."

An Shiyuan was surprised: "Write a song? Is this song written by him just now?"

Cui Zhenmin showed admiration on his face, "That's right, he only took 3 minutes!"

The six people forgot to eat the bread in their mouths, and they were frightened silly.

Song written in 3 minutes...

They were professionals anyway, and they could tell if the song was good or bad. Even if they didn't understand the lyrics, there was nothing wrong with the melody.

Impressive, deep and vigorous, there are both rough and heroic, but also true feelings.

No wonder the little policewoman was crying.

"Who the hell is he?" An Shiyuan said in admiration, "Even in Hanzhou, you can't find such a musician."

Cui Zhenmin said confidently: "No, I think there must be Korean blood in his blood!"

When the six people heard this, they thought it made sense and nodded together.

An Ran just didn't hear it over there, and if she wanted to hear it, she had to talk to them.

I am an upright Xiazhou person, how come your taste has changed?

Lin Xiaoxi couldn't hold back her tears.

This song literally sang the voice of my father.

He whispered, "I'm sorry!"

He turned around and ran out.

An Ran sighed, he felt very understandable, whose relatives are not relatives?
But those who work in their business are never day or night, and they are always in danger, and they often don't get the understanding of the common people.

Especially for Lin Xiaoxi, whose father is a policeman and she is also a policeman, so she can understand the pain better.

This song is from point to surface, from small to big.

First write about the individual, and finally pay tribute to the entire group.

The little girl is a part of this team, she empathizes with her, and it is understandable that she loses control of her emotions.

An Ran sighed twice.

After looking at it, there is another self-heating pot.

He was really a little hungry.

continue……

Ten minutes later, when the self-heating small hot pot was turned on, the fragrant smell permeated the entire detention room.

The Adam's apple of the RZ Tiantuan over there rolled up and down.

Just ate a piece of bread alone, but what's the matter?

Seeing that An Ran started to eat again, don't mention how uncomfortable he felt.

An Ran saw that several people looked hopeless.

He smiled and said, "Want to eat? Smecta?"

Depend on!
The six rolled their eyes together.

This guy is so bad, on purpose.

"Don't you want to eat it? That's a pity!" An Ran hugged the self-heating small hot pot, eating it was a joy.

After eating three hot pots, pat your belly.

Unscrew and open a can of mineral water, and drink half of it with a "gulp".

Only then did he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

A few sticks almost didn't cry, are you being detained?Why do you feel like you are staying in a hotel here, so you don't feel uncomfortable at all?
(End of this chapter)