The reborn top idol

Chapter 345: Book a song

[Brother Mian, let me send you some pictures. You can see which style you like. (Image] [image)……】

In Qianjin's room, Jin Minghe worked on his mobile phone for a while, and then continued writing in his diary.

Chu Qianmian was listening to music with headphones on and seemed to hear him talking, but she didn't hear what he said clearly.

I glanced at him and saw that he didn't look back, so I didn't care.

But the chat account on the phone received a prompt that there was a message from Jin Minghe.

He opened it in confusion and saw several wallets of different styles.

He swiped up and down, and then replied with [? 】Give it to the other party.

Jin Minghe heard the "ding" of his cell phone and opened it to take a look.

Replied: [Pick one you like. 】

【? ? ? 】Chu Qianmian didn’t know why.

【Send it to you. 】Jin Minghe replied again, but still didn't look back.

Chu Qianmian was surprised. He pulled off the earphones and asked, "Why do you want to give it to me?"

"It's a birthday present." Jin Minghe replied, still immersed in writing.

"Shenjin, my birthday is still two months away." Chu Qianmian was speechless.

Jin Minghe looked back with a smile, "But today, when everyone was talking about wallets, why did I see someone standing beside him very lonely and silent?"

"Tch, no way!" Chu Qianmian pouted, "I just feel that I am not consistent with the members."

"Then I'll give you one in advance so that we can be consistent." Jin Minghe picked up the pen and continued writing.

Chu Qianmian said quickly: "No! Since it's a birthday gift, you can give it to me on my birthday!"

Jin Minghe wrote vigorously without saying a word.

"Did you hear that, Jin Mingya?" Chu Qianmian shouted loudly.

Jin Minghe turned around, his eyes like knives, "Chu, Bu, Mian! What did you call me?"

"...Minghe," Chu Qianmian scratched her head, "Well, you really don't need to send it in advance. You have already given me a lot of things..."

For more than half a year, the two of them have been bickering with each other, but strictly speaking, there has never been a real quarrel.

Jin Minghe bought many of the daily items in the room.

Toothpaste, soap, laundry detergent, paper towels, makeup remover pads, even shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, hand cream, including some skin care products, etc.

Even when Sun Qiqi was here, it was the same.

It's just that Sun Qiqi is careful and feels sorry, so he will buy daily necessities by himself and everyone can use them together.

Chu Qianmian is a boy with a relatively carefree personality. Many of his daily necessities are almost sold out and he doesn't even think of buying them.

As a result, the next day, Jin Minghe put a new one for him.

As time passed, Chu Qianmian felt very embarrassed and would always say thank you, but Jin Minghe didn't mind at all.

To Mr. Jin, it was nothing.

Of course, Chu Qianmian is not an ignorant or ungrateful person, so he is sometimes very distressed:

"What should I do if my roommate is too generous, and he is younger than me, so I feel like there is nothing I can do in return..."

When Jin Minghe saw Brother Panda's embarrassed expression, he knew that he was trying to get into trouble.

Then he said: "Brother Mian, I have recently returned and I feel that my singing skills have improved a lot. My high-pitched area has improved a lot, and I have become more stable in singing high notes. This is all because of your help. I am really grateful to you." "

"What do you mean by thanking me?" Chu Qianmian said anxiously, "You improved because you worked very hard. What does that have to do with me? And helping you is what I should do!"

"Then it's over." Jin Minghe smiled slightly, "What I do is what I should do, you don't have to mind."

"You..." Chu Qianmian didn't know what to say.

He knew that his roommate had absolutely no desire for anything in return or gratitude, but he felt a little awkward in his heart, as if he was taking advantage of others.

Jin Minghe said as if unintentionally: "Brother Mian, how are you doing with your songwriting with Brother Yuan and Brother Yanbo?"

"Oh, not bad!"

Chu Qianmian's attention was successfully diverted.

"Brother Yuan is really amazing. He has actually written dozens of songs! And he can also arrange a few songs, which is awesome! Yanbo also has a rap book of his own, which is full of memorized lyrics. "

"I just heard you humming a tune. Did you write it yourself?" Jin Minghe finished writing in his diary, closed it, and talked to him while clearing the table.

"Well, I wrote it myself. I just got some inspiration and just wrote down the melody." Chu Qianmian was embarrassed to praise herself, but she also wanted to share it with him.

"Brother Mian, you have to work hard." Jin Minghe packed the bags for tomorrow, turned off the headlights, walked to his bed and sat down.

"Can I reserve a song for you that belongs to me? It is completely created according to my voice and my vocal range."

Chu Qianmian was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up, "Of course! Which style do you like?"

"I can't say, I like lyrical music, but I'm also interested in rock music..."

Jin Minghe frowned and thought for a while.

"There's no rush in this matter. You write slowly. I want a perfect song that suits me very well! Don't fool me!"

"Don't worry! Keep it with me!"

When it comes to her professional field, Chu Qianmian is very confident.

"One song is nothing, ten, eight or a hundred songs are all written for you! Hahaha!"

"Well, then go to sleep now." Jin Minghe smiled lightly.

There were only two table lamps in the room that were still dimly lit, making the handsome young man's eyebrows very delicate and soft.

His temperament is as gentle as jade, and there is an indescribable sense of tranquility in his voice.

Chu Qianmian felt sleepy without even realizing it. She yawned and nodded, "Okay."

"Good night."

"Good night."

They both lay down and turned off the lamp.

In the darkness, Chu Qianmian suddenly said: "Minghe, give me the wallet for my birthday, otherwise there will be no surprise."

Jin Minghe said "Yeah", "Okay."

In the living room of the dormitory, Fang Yinghao was receiving a glass of warm water. He was used to drinking a glass of water before going to bed.

Su Yuan walked out of the bathroom and saw him standing there. He quickly glanced left and right at the doors of several rooms. Seeing that they were all tightly closed, he walked straight towards him.

"Yuan'er, get the water?" Fang Yinghao raised his head and drank the water and said hello.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and when viewed from the side, the contours of his face and neck were extremely tough and sexy.

When Su Yuan saw it, he turned his head away and said calmly: "Give me back my little card."

"Ah?" Fang Yinghao was surprised, "What a little card."

"What about a small card? It's the one you put in your wallet."

Su Yuan knew that he was pretending, so he frowned and directly named him.

"The filming of "Looking at the Bag" has been finished today. Is it time for you to take out that little card? Give it back to me."

"No!" Fang Yinghao, who usually responded to Su Yuan's requests, actually refused without any hesitation, "That's mine."

"What's yours!" Su Yuan was a little embarrassed, "Did you get the sample from the planning room?"

"No!" Fang Yinghao shook his head, "I bought the album and split it! It's mine."

"Did you draw this card so easily?" Su Yuan had some idea of ​​how difficult it was to draw this "little fox".

After all, after the album was shipped, fans in Chaohua were discussing various photos.

This card is recognized as the most difficult to remove.

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I know everyone must have gone to bed, but I still wish everyone a good night...(|3[▓▓] Good night...