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Ling Yueran sighed, and walked over slowly, "Maybe, they will find a place where they don't know them and spend their lives."

So, what is your inspiration? Ling Yueran.

Mu Mian thought: I really want to know you.

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Xingkai’s book Lily pre-collects ancient texts: "She and the Sword and Flower", which will open in the second half of the year, probably in autumn. It’s the first time I write ancient Lily texts. I don’t like golden fingers or anything, so the outline is very detailed and not very particular. The number of words is also relatively large, because of this lesson, I will save 10,000+ manuscripts and open it again. I am also very annoyed when I stop updating.

Although the class is tiring, it is still very interesting. Playing games at the same table in class, I laughed at him for playing games in class, and he is still a platinum, so he wants to solo with me, one blood will determine the world, and he will call me Dad if he loses. After 1 minute of the game ...Mr. Xing, I have an extra son...

Chapter 29 Chapter 29

"I'm home, I'm home." Ling Yueran breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he entered the door, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Mu Mian also heaved a long sigh, the weather is still very hot, a little tired and sleepy.

"Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow, good night." Mu Mian waved her hand, Ling Yueran glanced at her, nodded and went in.

Mu Mian leaned on the bed, heard the sound of Ling Yueran opening the door and entering the bathroom to take a shower outside, got up and turned on the computer, and looked up Ling Yueran's previous works on the Internet.

I checked it last time, and this time I’m no stranger to it. The works from the age of 14 were famous for their fresh minor tunes, and they started to change when they were 16 years old. There were almost any tunes, for a while. Still obsessed with electronic music, and produced many masterpieces, it was a very public two years.

After that, it seems to be a lot more low-key. Compared with the previous two years, the style of music is more regular and more profound, mainly Western music. It was not until I was 20 years old that I began to slowly soften folk music.

"Could it be the reason why you just went abroad?" Mu Mian wondered, wearing earphones to listen to the pure sound inside, and on the computer were photos of Ling Yueran participating in the International Music Festival, which became more and more beautiful year by year, and the overly ostentatious ones became more and more beautiful. Laugh less.

Once the Qixi Festival is over, it is like a node, and a new page is opened to start over.

Mu Mian got up from bed in a daze and opened the door to go out to wash, then looked at Ling Yueran who was wearing a watch in the upper living room, and looked at her neatly, "Are you up?" with a teasing tone.

Mu Mian had a bad feeling, glanced at the wall clock hanging in the living room, and rushed into the bathroom with a loud cry.

Ling Yueran walked to the door leisurely, and said with a smile: "Miss Mu, it will be eight o'clock in 10 minutes. As your producer, I need to remind you; are you late?"

"Why didn't you call me?" Mu Mian brushed her teeth quickly, her mouth was full of foam, and stared at her angrily, she shook her head with a smile, "That's not okay, the day's plan is in the morning, it's a sin to disturb."

Mu Mian wanted to give her the middle finger, but finally held back, washed his face in a hurry, and grabbed her.

"What are you doing? I have to go to work, so I can't be late like you." Ling Yueran said with a smile.

"Send me there, I'll cook for you when I come back at night." Ling Yue snorted like coaxing a child, with a look of disgust on his face, and said: "I don't want it, unless I make a bullfrog for me, and Lion's head, and beef bone soup."

Mu Mian held back a smile.He agreed with all his mouth, "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll go change clothes, don't go."

Ling Yueran snorted, took out the perfume and sprayed it casually on his wrist, "I'll leave after spraying, I don't care about you."

Mu Mianxu closed the door, stuck out her tongue, quickly changed her clothes, and went out after only applying the quarantine, took the perfume bottle in her hand, sprayed it twice, and before Ling Yueran had an attack, stomped and said: "Borrow Let's go!"

The latter was angry and helpless.

After getting in the car, Mu Mian looked at the time, and consciously didn't mention that it was already past eight o'clock. Ling Yueran drove carelessly. This place is not far from the company, and it's not a rush hour for traffic jams.

Mu Mian turned on her phone and saw the new song posted yesterday, which was reposted on the official movie blog, and the reading volume hit a new high in Mu Mian's history.

"Ling Yueran, am I going to get angry?" She asked excitedly, Ling Yueran rolled her eyes, "It's dawn, wake up."

"Anyway, sooner or later." Mu Mian snorted angrily.

Ling Yueran was noncommittal, she was right, although the company was not strong enough and the resources were not good, but she was backed by Huanzhi, and Wang Xun was behind to push the flames, it was only a matter of time before she became popular, besides, Ling Yueran never said that her strength was not good.

"I'm the kind of person who will try to climb up whenever I get a chance, and I don't want to look for her, but... I don't know what to do other than this." Mu Mian inevitably felt complicated when thinking of Wang Xun, and Ling Yueran looked at her. glanced at her.

"Opportunities are given by God, but hard work is yours."

She said lightly, and Mu Mian laughed.

"Remember to write down today's song, you will be on vacation after this song." Ling Yueran spoke to her in the elevator, flipping through the files under his hands.

Mu Mian nodded, she was a little excited that she could get paid during the holidays.

"Plain color." Sitting in the recording studio, Mu Mian looked at this song strangely. Every song would be in her hand before she officially recorded it. This song was given to her by Ling Yueran just now. I don't know what her intention is. It was before Has your song been bought by someone else?

"There is a secret sprouting quietly in the corner, the sun is very warm, there is nowhere to shine in, and the pure white blossoms are slowly blooming, the wind is very strong that day, blowing forward, just like the sun is over there..."

Mu Mian slowly spoke the lyrics, and the pure tone slowly sounded in her ears. She noticed that it was Western music, with cello as the intro, piano and guitar mixed.

She glanced at Ling Yueran outside, she was still adjusting the sound, Mu Mian recalled the information she checked last night, Western music... then Ling Yue.

"Is the chorus part of this song?" Mu Mian didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to ask this sentence. Ling Yueran raised his head slightly, but didn't look at her, and said crisply: "Yes."

Mu Mian wondered, "Why does it feel like it was added later?"

Ling Yueran finally looked up at her, her dark pupils were deep, like the unfathomable bottom of the sea, hiding the most mysterious things.

"Did I write the lyrics first and then compose, or do you have a better opinion?"

Mu Mian shook his head and said with a smile, "No, I'm just asking."

Mu Mian is at the stage where she can sing but can’t compose. She used to be at the stage of imitating. When she becomes a producer like Ling Yueran, it depends on her talent and time. , but there is no guarantee of 100% originality.

"Ling Yueran, have you ever sung yourself?" Mu Mian asked curiously.

Ling Yueran seemed to think for a while, "Yes, but it's boring."

Mu Mian gasped, "No fun?" As a music lover, how could singing be boring?

Ling Yueran didn't give her any more time to speak, and dragged her to start recording songs and get into work.

"I'm about to be driven crazy by Xiao Minglang's mother, I'm really going to die." Zhang Lu was still thinking about work while eating, and her hand shaking chopsticks was so angry, "Qixi is over, and I'm still trying to find a chance Recording a song with Mr. Ling made me mad, not to mention Mr. Ling, Mr. He's current schedule will be scheduled until Qingming next year, it's really funny, if it doesn't work, just stuff the money, and the time will be fine when the money buys it."

Mu Mian sat opposite and nodded, Zhang Lu looked at her in a daze, "What are you thinking?"

Mu Mian came back to her senses, "Who are you talking about? That Xiao Minglang? Her mother is indeed a bit strange. Maybe it's because of the family education, and girls are not easy to get along with."

"That's right." Zhang Lu sighed, "I'd rather she be like Chen Yitian. Although she doesn't have much ability, she is not difficult to deal with, and her quality is not bad."

Mu Mian nodded absentmindedly, "President Ling is quite busy, hasn't she only been back for a year?"