The little ancestor of the hidden marriage president cried sweetly

Chapter 546 God-level Composer
The competition is sponsored by the Polish government, which provides a subsidy of PLN 500 million (approximately US$ 100 million) for each competition.Each competition awards six grand prizes and special awards. The feature of the competition is that the judges will evaluate the awards based on the actual performance of the contestants.If they feel that no one is sufficiently qualified for an award, it will be vacated and there will be no replacement.

Professional enough, high-end enough, and atmospheric enough.

In the past six months, she has put all her emotions into music.Who said that falling in love is the most prosperous moment for an artist, and she has taken a few steps towards becoming an artist. In the past few months, she has made three songs in a row. The film and television company, as a result, the three songs became popular with three singers, and now those three songs are firmly in the top three of the domineering music charts.

In Meishi Film and Television Company, the singers have privately regarded Ruyi as a god-level composer. Many people want to get Ruyi's compositions through their treasures, and they can't wait to hug Ruyi's thigh.

Sad love songs, every time you can listen to the human heart, tears will roll down automatically.

At this moment, far away in City A in China.

Qiongying and Qiongying, two sixth-grade girls, walked out of school and got into a car waiting on the side of the road. As soon as Qiongying got into the car, she inserted a newly bought CD into the car stereo, and then fastened her seat belt. , Qiongying sat in the back and moved her head to the front naughtily, chatting with Qiongying.

"Where's Chun Chun?"

Fu Jun was sitting in the posture seat. He had a rare free time today, so he drove to the school gate and picked up his younger siblings.

He has two younger sisters and a younger brother, Qiongying, Qiongying, and Chunchun, triplets who look almost identical.

Qiongying whistled: "I know, I'm fooling around with Chang Che again, so I won't go home directly."

Fu Jun nodded and started the car.

"Yingying, why do you like listening to this kind of sad song, can you change it to a hot and passionate one? It makes me want to cry, my good mood will be ruined by you." Qiongying was dissatisfied.

Qiongying didn't take it seriously: "Don't you think it sounds good? Recently, this song has become popular all over the country. You just don't have a musical talent and don't know how to appreciate it."

"It's awful to hear."

"It sounds so good!"

"It's ugly! It's just ugly!"

"It sounds good, it sounds good!"

Fu Jun frowned, "You two, can you quarrel over a song?"

Qiongying pouted: "She was the one arguing with me. Brother, tell me, does it sound good? Many girls in our class are fascinated by this song recently."

Fu Jun smiled, did not participate in the argument between the two sisters, his ears were about to be blown apart by the two of them, stepped on the gas pedal to accelerate, and parked the car in front of the garage at home at the fastest speed, and the roots of his ears were finally clean .

As he was about to get off the car, Uncle Qin called him and said that the company had an urgent matter that he needed to deal with personally. He had no choice but to put down his two younger sisters, and he drove the car back to the company.

By the time he finished his work, the hands of the clock had already moved to ten o'clock in the evening.

In the dark of night, a man was driving on the street alone.

During this period of time, there were not many cars on the road, and the neon lights kept flickering on the road, but it was still a little cooler. He turned on the music, and it was still the CD that Qiongying put on his car.

Sad music, in fact, he doesn't like it very much.

Because I am afraid that music will affect my emotions. .

(End of this chapter)