Urban Boyfriend System

In the past, Su Menghan didn't believe that there were geniuses in this world.

Even though there are so many amazing talents in history, Su Menghan has always felt that those are nothing but excessive packaging and touted.

However, today I saw He Xuan with my own eyes. In half an hour, he wrote ten songs without stopping.

This is simply...

It makes people feel very crazy!

Can't help but, while He Xuan was writing, Su Menghan started humming while holding these lyrics.

"I think I just hold your hand and don't let go, can love be pure and without sorrow forever..."

"Small dimples, long eyelashes. Enchanting hopelessly..."

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Following the melody of the score, without any soundtrack, Su Menghan naturally sang each song in its entirety.

Moreover, after each song, Su Menghan couldn’t help clapping his hands in applause, because these songs

It's so nice.

It was the first time she had come into contact with these songs, but she always felt that the melody of these songs was so familiar, as if she had heard it thousands of times, and she could sing it naturally after a little familiarity with the score.

"How about? Let's write ten poems for now! It should be enough."

Choosing one of so many songs can really kill people, but writing ten songs is very refreshing.

When He Xuan was writing a song just now, he was humming in a low voice while quickly writing the lyrics and music.

I was completely immersed in the feeling of "creation", as if these lyrics and music were really created by him.

After "creating" ten poems, He Xuan suddenly felt "shuddering".

Because he clearly knew that the authors of these ten songs and lyrics were someone else, but he was emptied by himself.

But why...

When he wrote it, did he really have a feeling of "creation"?

It's like...someone put these words and music into their minds forcibly, and then forced to tell themselves that this is what he created and he is the creator.

The article is made by nature, and it is occasionally obtained.

This made He Xuan couldn’t help wondering whether so many works in this world, whether it’s songs or articles, would... Actually, they weren’t created by a specific person at all, but really had a certain will. Or system or something, like to yourself, forcibly stuffed into others' heads?

If this is the case, it would be terrifying.

Think carefully!

However, when He Xuan was sweating a little, Su Menghan looked excited and admired.

"It's amazing. He Xie, for every song you write, I think... it can be on this year's top ten new music list. Once it is released, it will definitely spread. And, every song When the capital is a love song, it is even more popular with young people."

Before Su Menghan hadn't thought that this son He could really write songs, let alone ten such nice songs.

What she said is the truth. He Xuan knows very well that every song he wrote was once a popular song in the milk tea shop in various clothing stores on the streets.

In China, there is a very simple but critical indicator to measure whether a song is popular or not.

That means watching clothing stores, milk tea shops, and barbershops across the country do not play your song. If you are basically playing it, then it is correct, indicating that your song is really popular.

"Menghan, I just heard you hum, these songs...you can sing?"

Putting down the pen, He Xuan took a deep breath, put away his horrible fantasies, doubting the origin and self-existence of the whole world. This is what philosophers do and it is also a very dangerous thing, or he is crazy.

Therefore, He Xuan still returns to reality. Dangdang shares her boyfriend, pretends to be forced to slap her face, and turns on the super counterattack mode. Don't mention how comfortable it is when you are young.

"En! It's strange, He Xie, I've seen these songs for the first time, and I haven't heard them before. But I don't know why, I just sing it and I don’t need any correction at all...or, Listen?"

With that said, Su Menghan resembled a cheerful lark, sang a few words of "A Little Sweet", the voice was sweet and full of a smell called happiness.

"It sounds good!"

He Xuan nodded, Su Menghan's voice was crisp, like a bell, singing cheerful love songs, making the listener unconsciously raise the corners of his mouth.

"Then let's... sing together?"

Lowering his head shyly, Su Menghan pointed to the song "Because of Love" boldly and said.

"Your voice is more cheerful and crisp, is this song OK? This song should be more soothing and lyrical." He Xuan blinked and asked with a smile.

"Of course, when I was in college, I took a vocal music class and I even tasted Bel Canto!"

Su Menghan, who refused to admit defeat, pouted, took the lyrics list and started to sing first: "Give you a CD from the past and listen to our love at that time..."

"Oh! Not bad... But, it was male at first. Forget it, let me cooperate with you and sing the female part!"

As soon as the rhythm arrived, He Xuan also entered the state and sang: "If you can't sing such a song, you will blush and avoid..."

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In this way, He Xuan and Su Menghan rehearsed the ten songs.

The effect is very good, even He Xuan feels that it is much better than the "original singing" of these songs.

Su Menghan's voice is very malleable, and can be controlled by various styles of female voices, and his own Tianyin voice is even more invincible.

The slightly magnetic voice is almost melting people's hearts.

So many times when He Xuan finished the part that belonged to him, Su Menghan looked at him in a daze, and forgot to continue singing the female part.

"Okay! Menghan, you can take these lyrics and music first, and then decide which songs to sing and which ones to sing at night."

When you're done, He Xuan clapped his hands and walked out of the recording studio.

"These songs are all good to listen to. He Xie, are you really inspired to write? It is really incredible. You wrote ten such beautiful songs in half an hour."

Striding out of the recording studio, Su Menghan still felt that everything seemed like a dream, which was incredible.

He Xuan nodded slightly, and said with a cheeky affirmation: "Yes! I wrote it all, and it was written for you alone."

"what?"

This sudden sentence immediately made Su Menghan's heart sore.

God!

He wrote so many beautiful love songs for himself?

He was fascinated by "Little Dimple" and wanted to give you a "Simple Love". He wrote a love letter but found "Paper Short Love", so he found "Confession Balloon".

Tell you, you are his "only", he is willing to create the most beautiful "Fairy Tale" for you, this life is "I love you", meeting you is his "little lucky".After you listened to it, "It's a bit sweet" in your heart, all of this is from "Because of Love"!Everything is "How Lucky"...

The title of each song reveals a lot of love and romance!

A girl's ability to associate and imagination is always very rich, especially when the material provided to her is so rich, she will even more unscrupulously dream about it.

Ding!

Just as Su Menghan was immersed in such a romantic fantasy, suddenly she received a text message on her mobile phone.

"Afa's, oh? Three missing one, told me to play mahjong?"

As soon as he saw the "three missing one", Su Menghan immediately beamed his eyes, and there is one Chuan girl who doesn't like playing mahjong!

"Um... He Xie, the afternoon is free entertainment time. Or, let's go to the lobby on the first floor below to play? I heard that the casino on the first floor is on the first floor. There are a lot of fun. Afa just sent me a message to go down. Playing mahjong..."

When making this request, Su Menghan was actually a little frightened in her heart. She was afraid that He Xuan would not like women who "played mahjong"!

However, there are no girls who don't like to play mahjong in Sacheon!

This is the most basic quality of being a Sacheon person!

If you don't believe it, in any Sacheon community, you just need to shout "Is there any one coming from the three missing one" in the middle of the night, and I will tell you that at least a dozen lights will be turned on immediately.

When the anchor stays at home for too long, it is really boring.

If you want to play mahjong, it is not "three lacks one" but "one lacks three", so every time there is such an offline gathering, Su Menghan is actually very happy to participate, because in this way, enough people can play mahjong!

"Yes! Then let's go down! Don't let them wait long..."

He Xuan didn't care about playing mahjong or something, and he didn't have any fear at all.

On the contrary, He Xuan has a little interest in the casino of this villa. He always sees the god of gambling in various Hong Kong movies. He opened the cards in his hand so smartly, and then shouted "Straight Flush". , He Xuan also wanted to try this kind of cocky feeling.

...

However, at this time on the first floor of the villa, all kinds of slot machines and baccarat are already in operation.

Not only for the anchor who came this time, some of the distinguished guests in the original villa will also come here to play a few, and even many wealthy businessmen regularly visit the villa every weekend for a few addictions.

"Shao Jiang, do you think we can do this trick? You have seen it, what the name is, there are no less than 2 billion in cash in a single card! We... even if we do, so Can you win more money?"

Guo Huantian, who was frustrated by He Xuan, said a little discouraged.

"What are you afraid of? Guo Shao, at the gambling table, no amount of money is too much. As long as we coax the surname He to gamble with us, he won't have enough money to lose, I want to see... he How much money can be paid out of that black card. If you don’t win him today, wouldn’t I just ask Uncle Zhong to come out?”

Jiang Beixuan squinted his eyes and looked at his watch. Standing next to him was a thin middle-aged man with sharp eyes like an eagle, and his fingers were very long and flexible.

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