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Chapter 134 Scrap Paper

Song Baining looked at Liao Yuan in a daze.

"You should know, so..."

Liao Yuan shrugged: "Let me give you a ride? Can you?"

Song Baining lowered her head and said softly, "I can accept commercials."

Liao Yuan pretended not to hear, and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, I can accept advertisements!"

Song Baining repeated: "For commercial performances, as long as there are holidays, it's fine."

Liao Yuan was a little surprised: "Why did you change your mind?"

"The company needs to operate. If there is no qualified product, bankruptcy will happen sooner or later. I understand this truth. I don't want you to go bankrupt."

Song Baining raised the lyrics and music book in her hand: "As long as there are good songs, I will sing. If there are commercials and commercial performances, as long as they are not too excessive, I will also take them during class time. But there is one thing I will not back down , I must finish college."

Liao Yuan looked at Song Baining.

After a long time, he nodded and said: "You will find that you have made the right choice. The company will follow the high-quality line for its artists, and will not let you take commercial performances casually, nor will it let you take some unknown artists. Little ad, don’t worry, I’ll build the Queen’s Road for you.”

Song Baining's heart was full of ups and downs, but on the surface, she just hummed lightly, raised the lyrics and music book again, and asked, "How do you sing in chorus?"

So, in the next hour, Liao Yuan classified the lyrics and taught Song Baining how to practice opening and harmony.

Soon, under the interpretation of each other's lines, the male and female chorus version of "Lake Baikal" gradually took shape.

In the afternoon, Song Baining came early, and she was going to practice harmony alone in the recording studio.

She knew that she was not very smart, and she was admitted to Fudan University only by studying hard, getting up early and staying late.

In fact, behind every glamorous person, there are unimaginable hardships for ordinary people.

And after she walked out of her hometown, she brought this habit with her.

Whether it is a work-study program or homework between classes, she has put in more energy than others in advance.

In this way, her test results and work results have also been recognized by teachers and leaders.

After officially signing Xiao Huangyu, she still kept this habit.

However, after practicing a few times, Song Baining's eyes involuntarily turned to those messy straw papers placed on the table in the corner.

This is the draft paper that Liao Yuan used to write songs at noon. Whenever the writing was not satisfactory, he would crumple these draft papers and throw them aside.

Song Baining noticed this phenomenon very early on.

It's just that she is still a little shy and can't let go.

Therefore, I can only quietly pick up these balls of paper at this moment when no one is around, and open them one by one to observe carefully.

On the first draft paper, a few sentences were written in bits and pieces.

"There was heavy rain in the middle of Sichuan, corpses were scattered all over the pass, and your smile was like a vicious dog, breaking my heartstrings..."

Ancient songs?
Although there were only a few words, the poetic and artistic flavor revealed between the lines made a broken picture unconsciously appear in the girl's mind.

In the heavy snow, a man in armor stood with a knife.

All around, dead bodies littered the field.

Although I couldn't see his face.

But, he seems to be smiling?
It's just that under that smile, there seems to be a lot of sadness and bitterness hidden...

After she lowered her head and thought for a while, she looked at the line of small characters at the bottom: "Go to the alley to eat noodle soup, laugh at the snow falling by the window, play tits with pearls from her waist, and stand loquats in front of the court."

It was as if a spring thunder exploded in my ears.

Song Baining felt her heart beating wildly.

She became a little short of breath.

"What song is this?"

She desperately wants to know.

Then open the next paper ball.

"Look at the sea and the sky, listen to the wind and rain, hold the hand to blow away the vast mist, the wings of the big fish are already too wide, I let go of the rope of time."

What a nice view……

beautiful words...

Song Baining's eyes fluttered, holding the crumpled draft paper, and continued to read: "Looking at you flying away, watching you go away from me, it turns out that you were born to belong to the sky, and every drop of tear flows towards you." , back to the original encounter."

"what are you doing?"

A voice came from behind, making Song Baining tremble all over.

Liao Yuan came in from the outside, looked at Song Baining's reddish eyes, and asked strangely, "You...what's going on?"

"This is all written by you." Song Baining stretched out the draft paper in his hand and asked seriously.

She used an affirmative sentence.

Liao Yuan scanned the draft paper in Song Baining's hand, frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"

"You write very well."

Song Baining silently folded the draft paper neatly and put it in her handbag.

Immediately afterwards, she opened the third draft paper, which was also the last one.

"I think, look up at the warm sun and spring grass, and you give me a simple hug; I think, stepping on the confusion and walking through time, you will hear it when you open your eyes; I think, there is you on the left shoulder, and a smile on the right shoulder; I think, in In your eyes, you run wild; I think...one look, and you will grow old."

Song Baining frowned.

She doesn't like this song very much, and feels that the lyrics are too straightforward.

In comparison, the lyrics of the first two poems made her heart throb.

So I turned around and asked expectantly, "These three songs are all my new songs?"

Liao Yuan glanced at the draft paper, shook his head and said, "No, it was written in vain."

Song Baining petrified on the spot.

Seeing the little girl's face about to collapse, Liao Yuan quickly said, "If you like, you can try it."

Song Baining pursed her lips and whispered, "Mr. Liao, does teasing me really make you happy?"

Liao Yuan coughed: "Okay, I solemnly inform you: Miss Song, these three songs are just for you!"

The corners of Song Baining's mouth twitched, but in the end he said expressionlessly, "When will you practice?"

"You wait for me first."

After Liao Yuan finished speaking, he turned and went to his office. After finding the password box in the corner, he entered the password, pressed his fingerprint, and took out a songbook from it.

After returning to the recording studio, Liao Yuan opened the song book and asked, "Xiaobai, what are the three songs you just mentioned?"

Song Baining was dumbfounded.

Immediately, he turned around and opened the handbag, and handed three pieces of draft paper to Liao Yuan.

After taking a look, Liao Yuan grunted and said, "This is "Big Fish", this is "The Thieves", and the last one is... what is it?"

Song Baining looked at the lyrics and music book in Liao Yuan's hands, and felt a rush of heat rushing straight into his brain.

Stupid, really dumbfounded!
She asked in a trembling voice, "Did you write all these?"

"Well, I have nothing to do when I'm free, so I write casually." Liao Yuan nodded.

Song Baining suppressed the excitement in his heart: "How many songs are there?"

"Not much."

Liao Yuan thought for a while: "A dozen or so poems, I just started writing last week..."

last week...

Just begun……

Song Baining was suffocated: "You wrote more than a dozen songs in less than seven days?"

　Thank you brothers for your rewards, ask for a monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)