Daily life after rebirth

Chapter 970 I Will Write You A Song

His words came from the bottom of his heart. At that time, the competition in the entertainment industry was not as fierce as it is now, but almost all movies and songs could become classics.

He had also heard Yun Qingqing's song, and it was even better than the original song.

Being praised by the Heavenly King, Yun Qingqing blushed a little, and she touched her nose. After all, the reason why she was able to familiarize herself with this song so quickly was thanks to her memories of those years of rebirth.

This kind of song was played in her ears over and over again, coupled with her musical talent, even if she didn't need to learn it, she could sing it.

What's more, Ke Qingyang is her idol. How could she not learn her idol's songs?So it's not that she can learn so fast, she should.

Otherwise, her rebirth would not have changed in any way.

But everyone didn't think so. Everyone didn't know Yun Qingqing's outrageous experience.

Meng Jian looked at Yun Qingqing with sparkling eyes, like two searchlights, wishing he could make two big holes in Yun Qingqing's face again.

A thick-skinned person like Yun Qingqing would feel terrified in such eyes, feeling as if she wanted to throw away her armor and escape at any time.

The fiery eyes were not something ordinary people could bear, and almost everyone around them hid away. Except for Yun Qingqing and Ke Qingyang, a vacuum had formed around Meng Jian.

Ke Qingyang smiled at Yun Qingqing, and said: "Lao Meng always compares when he sees good seedlings." He seemed to be unable to think of a good word to describe it, paused, and continued to add: "Enthusiasm."

Yun Qingqing nodded. In her previous life, she only had long-distance contact with Meng Jian, thinking that he had always been aloof. Only now did she realize that there are few normal people who are engaged in the art industry. Some quirks.

After a night of singing practice, Meng Jian looked at Yun Qingqing with eyes that made it impossible to look directly at.

He walked up to Yun Qingqing, although his beard was shaggy, his clothes were wrinkled, and his eyes were black and blue, but he held Yun Qingqing's hand with piercing eyes.

He said: "It's really rare. It's been a long time since I saw such a talented person who fits my song so well. Yun Qingqing, I admire you very much."

Meng Jian said such words with a serious face, but Yun Qingqing always had the feeling that she was going to laugh at any time. Fortunately, her acting skills over the years were not only used in movies, but she also practiced it very well in life.

She waved her hands again and again, and the bigwig in the music industry praised her, she had to be more modest anyway, otherwise the reputation of being arrogant and arrogant would not sound good when the time came, even people in this circle had to guard against it, even ghosts had to guard against it .

She said: "Brother Meng praised it a lot. Brother Meng's songs are well written. Both the lyrics and the tune are catchy."

Meng Jian was praised by Yun Qingqing, the corners of his mouth twitched even more, his bearded image seemed to be full of vitality, he said: "When I finish writing the song in my hand, I will write one for you."

Yun Qingqing froze for a moment, Ke Qingyang's mouth twitched, then turned to Yun Qingqing and said, "Meng Jian is like this, he is more enthusiastic towards people he admires.

It's just that he has a lot of work in his hands now, and he is notoriously procrastinating. He doesn't know when he will finish writing, so don't hold out too much hope. "

The corners of Yun Qingqing's lips curled up. After all, this big guy in the music scene has a lot of airs. It might not be possible for the king and queen to ask him to ask him to sing a song, but now, this big guy actually agreed to compose a song for himself. Such a good thing It's almost impossible to dream.

(End of this chapter)