City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 283 Just Call Me Yuhan
Playing and playing, Jiang Yuhan made a few wrong notes, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

Jiang Yuhan was a little annoyed, and played it several times again.

But this tune seems to be impossible to go back, no matter how you play it, how wrong it is!
Jiang Yuhan was ashamed and angry, why forgot what she wrote at this time?
Lin Xian stretched out a hand from behind and tapped the keys a few times.

The original chaotic tone became soft and dynamic, as if drinking a sip of hot milk late at night, heart-warming and sweet.

Jiang Yuhan turned her head and looked at Lin Xian in surprise.

How did he know it was the right way to play it?

No, no, I didn't think so well.

Could it be that Lin Xian knew how to perform after only listening to the prelude?

This kind of on-the-spot ability... is too heaven-defying, right?

Lin Xian asked softly:

"Miss Jiang, is that right?"

Jiang Yuhan nodded dully:
"Well... almost..."

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"Okay, then I know how to write, please wait for me a moment."

Lin Xian walked towards the bedroom.

Jiang Yuhan looked at Lin Xian's back in a daze, and subconsciously followed her.

After Lin Xian found a desk, he picked up a pen and continued writing there.

Still so focused, still so serious.

Jiang Yuhan leaned against the bedroom door, just in time to see Lin Xian writing lyrics.

How can this man be able to concentrate at any time and create desires at any time?
Does he need inspiration?
Jiang Yuhan opened her mouth slightly.

Maybe...he is the incarnation of the god of inspiration?

At this moment, in Jiang Yuhan's eyes, Lin Xian seemed to be shining.

In this world, there is such a perfect man...

Jiang Yuhan seemed to understand why Tang Yuyan and Chu Yayun fell in love with Lin Xian when they knew that Lin Xian had a girlfriend.

bah bah bah!
Jiang Yuhan shook her head again.

How can I be so cranky?

I can't empathize with them!
Otherwise, wouldn't I lose to Zhao Yingjun?

"Miss Jiang, it's done."

Lin Xian's voice sounded.

Jiang Yuhan said in surprise:

"So fast?"

Lin Xian flicked his wrist and said:

"Hurry up? It's been an hour already."

One hour?
Jiang Yuhan's arm felt numb.

He actually leaned against the door frame and stared at Lin Xian in a daze for a full hour?
Jiang Yuhan felt a little unbelievable.

Did you actually focus on yourself?
But my own concentration... seems to be different from Lin Xian's concentration.

Lin Xian walked over with a few sheets of paper filled with lyrics and melodies:

"Okay, Miss Jiang, please have a look."

Jiang Yuhan pinched the slightly thick manuscript paper and said:
"So much?"

Lin Xian smiled and said:
"There are ten songs in total. You can use whichever one suits you."

Jiang Yuhan's legs almost went limp.

ten songs?
Ten songs written by Lin Xian in one hour?
Jiang Yuhan really wanted to kneel down to Lin Xian.

Carefully read the lyrics, as well as the tune.

Whether it is the degree of completion or the quality of the work, it can only be described as "perfect"!
Jiang Yuhan swallowed her saliva:

"Lin Xian... you... who the hell are you?"

Lin Xian laughed out loud.

"This question... There are so many people asking, I have forgotten how to grow up. Just treat me as an ordinary boy."

Jiang Yuhan also laughed.

Because of the contrast.

None of the things Lin Xian did today could be done by ordinary people.

But he said that he was just an ordinary person.

Versailles also has a limit, okay?
Jiang Yuhan's complexion gradually turned strange.

Thinking of how suspicious Lin Xian was before, she really didn't know how to end it.

Jiang Yuhan had no choice but to look down at the song Lin Xian wrote for her.

Some songs are sweet, a little cold, and some are pure and pleasant...

These are all Jiang Yuhan's current or past images, and the persona he has worked hard to create.

What's even more rare is that the difficulty of each song is much lower. The most intuitive performance is that Jiang Yuhan can sing it by herself.

Lin Xian asked again:
"How is it? Miss Jiang, are you satisfied?"

Jiang Yuhan exhaled and said:
"Satisfied! I'm very, very satisfied! Lin Xian, I want these ten songs! A total of 150 million, right? No, no, I'll give 200 million!"

Lin Xian smiled:
"You can decide how much, I believe Miss Jiang will not treat me badly."

Things like money are just numbers to Lin Xian.

One hundred thousand to one million, but one more zero.

Jiang Yuhan pinched the manuscript paper, bit her lower lip tightly, and said:

"Lin Xian, I have a request..."

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows:
"What's wrong? Still want to write songs?"

Boy, is this treating me as a donkey for the production team?
Jiang Yuhan shook her head:

"No, no, I want to say... can you stop calling me Miss Jiang, and stop calling me 'you'?"

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, and said:

"Okay, then I...how should I call you...you?"

Jiang Yuhan smiled and said:

"Call me Yuhan... that's fine."

Lin Xian smiled:
"Okay, Yuhan."

Jiang Yuhan took two steps back, then bowed, and turned her body at a 90-degree angle.

The corner of Lin Xian's mouth curled up, and asked:

"Jiang Xiao... Yuhan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yuhan said very remorsefully:

"Lin Xian, I doubted your ability just now, I'm really sorry. I hope you can forgive me!"

As the saying goes, killing a master is a crime.

In the face of Lin Xian's absolute strength and talent, Jiang Yuhan felt ashamed of her previous thoughts and actions.

It's because I have short-sightedness. I don't believe that there are such powerful men in the world.

Lin Xian reached out and pinched Jiang Yuhan's shoulder, and helped her up with a smile:
"Yuhan, I don't know what to say when you're like this. We're talking about cooperation, so probing and testing are necessary. What's the point of embarrassment?"

Jiang Yuhan was warmed up again by Lin Xian.

Unexpectedly, this man is still very generous, without the eccentricities and eccentricities of those geniuses.

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"Okay, let's go down to eat. It's already meal time."

Jiang Yuhan also felt hungry, and said with a smile:

"Yeah... let's go."

The two started to walk out, went downstairs, and re-entered the restaurant.

Following behind Lin Xian this time, Jiang Yuhan could clearly feel her heart beating faster and faster.

At the same time, her doubts grew even bigger.

Why would such a talented man be taken care of by Zhao Yingjun?

If Lin Xian writes a song casually, it may guarantee that he will have no worries about food and drink for several years or even his whole life.

Why do you want to live such a life like a little boy?
And Tang Yuyan and Chu Yayun, how did they hook up with Lin Xian...?

Jiang Yuhan was once again full of curiosity about Lin Xian.

(End of this chapter)