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Chapter 185 No!I can't sing this song in my life! (First update, please subscribe)
At this moment, the two had the same thought in their hearts: good songs are for sure!
Song Yilan naturally believed in Lin Xuan, because she had done a detailed investigation, and even asked people in the industry to analyze each of Lin Xuan's songs. 90%.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have spent so much energy asking Lin Xuan to write a song for her younger brother.

As for Song Yichen, he couldn't help feeling excited in his heart.

soon.

The document is opened.

The name of the song came to mind instantly.

The expectant expressions on the faces of the two gradually turned into surprise, and then into astonishment.

"Sent the wrong file?"

Song Yilan looked at the name of the document again: Song for Song Yichen.

The file is right!

However, when her eyes returned to the title of the song, her complexion became extremely complicated, and the corners of her mouth twitched.I saw a few large characters written on the document: Mice love rice.

"Old... mice love... rice?"

Song Yichen stood by, his face gradually turning black.

What kind of name is this.

Seeing the words in front of him, he wanted to die.

Song Yilan swallowed subconsciously, and glanced at him: "Maybe, it's just that the name is a little... strange?"

When Song Yichen heard this, hope was rekindled in his heart.

Yes.

The names of many songs are actually not pleasant, but as long as the content is good, they are still classics.

Perhaps this is the case with Lin Xuan's song.

After all, he didn't believe that with Lin Xuan's accomplishments in songs, he could write an unsightly song.

"Then look at the lyrics."

"Ah."

The two took a deep breath and looked at the lyrics and... the melody of "Mouse Loves Rice".

Song Yilan didn't underestimate the song title because it was strange, but her gaze became focused and she looked at it seriously.Her accomplishments in lyrics and music are not bad, it can even be said to be deeper than Song Yichen.

So looking at the sheet music in front of her, Song Yilan quickly tried to sing:

"I hear your voice……"

"I love you...like a mouse loves rice"

"I miss you, think of you"

"..."

Song Yilan's voice was very soft, floating in the room.

However, she didn't realize that when she sang, Song Yichen's originally dark expression had become more and more ugly, and finally bruises popped out on his forehead.

"Stop singing!"

Finally, Song Yichen couldn't bear it anymore and roared.

Song Yilan raised her head and frowned: "Is this really a song written by Lin Xuan? It's really a bit special. But...it's really easy to sing, even I can sing it after reading the song for a while."

Song Yichen almost roared, he took a deep breath, trying not to get angry: "Special? You can say it bluntly: it's ugly! It's ugly, okay? I'm so sick of hearing it. Mice love rice? What the hell? Son!"

He was shaking with anger.

This is the song Lin Xuan wrote for him?

This is the song written for him by a genius who is called a monster in the Chinese music circle?
He has been looking forward to it for a long time!

He even let go of his prejudice against Lin Xuan, and even expressed his kindness on the phone just now, just for the other party's song.

but!

Mice love rice?
God damn mice love rice.

Even if you write that a rooster loves rice and a chicken loves pecking rice, it is better than it.

He's about to explode!
Seeing these words, he had the urge to run away.

... Song Yichen almost collapsed when he thought of those big, dark, dirty rats living in various stinky gutters and underground tunnels.

Song Yilan frowned, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "Maybe... this song is not as simple as it seems?"

Song Yichen was angry: "When is it, you are still talking to that little boy? He did it on purpose! He must have done it on purpose! He was just kidding me!"

Song Yilan shook her head: "Impossible, he has no reason to joke with me, it won't do him any good."

"Ah!"

Song Yichen sneered again and again: "No good? If he can disgust me, he will succeed!"

Song Yilan still shook her head, picked up her mobile phone and dialed Lin Xuan's number, but no one answered until the ringing ended.She narrowed her eyes slightly, and sent a message on WeChat: "This song, are you serious?"

This time, Lin Xuan quickly replied: "Of course seriously."

Song Yilan: "Then why didn't you answer the phone?"

Lin Xuan: "I'm afraid the explanation won't make sense."

Song Yilan: "???"

Lin Xuan: "The song is a good song."

Song Yilan: "???"

Lin Xuan: "That's why I gave Song Yichen such a good song because you gave me Huazhou Junting. I can't bear to sing it myself."

Song Yilan finally couldn't bear it anymore: "The Huazhou Junting just lent it to you."

No matter how generous she is, she can't afford a villa worth hundreds of millions.

Lin Xuan: "Hey, almost. Let's go back to the song. Is it easy to understand? Is it approachable? Is it catchy?"

Song Yilan: "..."

It is indeed easy to understand, but this is too common.

Lin Xuan's voice became serious: "Miss Song, please trust me."

Song Yilan took a deep breath, and finally nodded after a long time: "Okay!"

hang up the phone.

She looked at Song Yichen with determination in her eyes.

Song Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth: "Impossible! I won't be able to sing this song in my life!"

He, Song Yichen, would rather live on the streets, would rather starve to death on the streets, than sing it!

Bang!
He slammed the door away.

Only Song Yilan was left standing there, she just stared at the door, motionless.

One minute.

Two minutes.

About ten minutes later, the door was suddenly opened again, and Song Yichen walked in with a gloomy face: "Are you sure that the song written by Lin Xuan is not trying to tease me?"

Song Yilan nodded: "Sure."

Song Yichen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "That's fine, I'll trust him for the last time!"

Song Yilan showed a fascinating smile.

……

……

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Song Yilan didn't look for him later, there was a high probability that Song Yichen had already accepted the song.

As for Song Yichen, the top little fresh meat in China today, what will happen after the release of "Mouse Loves Rice", he can't control it.

Just when he wanted to rest for a while.

Didi Didi~~~
Two consecutive messages sounded.

Take a closer look:
[Your card number ending in 9527 received a manuscript fee of 7189610.21 yuan. 】

[Your card number ending in 9527 received a transfer of 200 million yuan from Tomato Entertainment. 】

Two large transfers made Lin Xuan's heart beat violently.

The first amount of money was obviously the payment of his "Zhu Xian" manuscript fee last month, and there were still more than [-] million yuan after deducting taxes.

As for the second amount, it was for Zhao Wenhao to write "Red Ling", but Tomato Entertainment gave him 200 million after tax, which made him nod secretly.

"I've been waiting for these two sums of money for a long time... Now that it's here, it's time to set up a company!"

Lin Xuan's eyes burst out with brilliance.

He stood up and looked at the bright world outside the window.

Although there are countless king bombs in his mind, he can't make a big breakthrough by himself. Only by setting up his own company can the things in his mind bloom brilliantly in this world.

(End of this chapter)