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"Don't know?" Mu Mian was very strange, always felt that her words were very strange, and she felt a little unclear.

"I thought you knew each other. You are all on the same platform and in the same district. You should know each other."

Mu Mian was stunned for a moment, but she didn't speak, she continued: "It's that Xiao Tiantian who sang on your platform."

Mu Mian remembered, this person looks very different from the live broadcast, right? He is just a short guy with a very obscene smile, but the content of his live broadcast has been criticized by name and lack of quality several times.

Thinking of Xiao Minglang trying to compare her with this person just now, she couldn't help but feel a block in her heart.

"Oh, really." She responded lightly.

"Why do you feel that you don't know each other well? Netizens all thought you were friends. I thought you came here together, didn't you?"

Mu Mian is a bit disgusting, Chen Yitian's friends are all famous people on the Internet, she defines her as that with a casual sentence, and even sings her script without knowing it.

"If you want to chat, go out, noisy." Ling Yueran suddenly turned off the earphones, and stared at Xiao Minglang, she immediately looked over innocently with wide-eyed eyes.

Ling Yueran glanced at her, then continued to talk to the person on the other side of the glass, "Keep singing."

Mu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, got up unconsciously and sat on the other side, not wanting to talk to Xiao Minglang, and watched Chen Yitian sing seriously.

She couldn't hear it, but she felt that he was a little... strange, dancing and jumping, and his mouth was stumbling.

She thought that her singing wasn't good enough, she glanced at Ling Yueran secretly, the latter was holding the button in his hand, his fingertips turned white, the muscles on his elbows were cold and hard, and his face was full of anger.

"Have you ever seen a pig slaughtered?" Ling Yueran asked suddenly, and the person inside shook his head.

"Heh, go and search the Internet, the cry of a pig before it dies is better than yours."

The man was taken aback, and Ling Yueran sneered, "Don't you want to sing? Continue."

The man flinched even more now, and Ling Yueran continued: "I don't know if your mouth is growing on your feet, can you make a sound after shaking and jumping a few times?"

Xiao Minglang laughed unceremoniously, covered her mouth and smiled, Mu Mian looked a little embarrassed, feeling the cold air from Ling Yueran's body came to her.

"Frogs can scream without jumping. You can't scream without jumping, can you?" Ling Yueran put down the button, raised Erlang's legs, and continued to listen. He leaned back, his hair was tied up with a black hair tie, and the tail of his hair was slightly curly. Shaking slightly in the air.

The place is not big, and Mu Mian can feel the strands of hair hooking here little by little without moving, slowly making a big circle, like a calm water surface, a small stone, thrown down, ripples rippled in circles.

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Chapter 6 Chapter 6

In the end, apart from being a dignified seven-foot man, I couldn't even imagine that Chen Yitian was crying because of the tense confrontation with Zhang Lu earlier, and his grief-stricken crying could only pass through the soundproof glass.

Ling Yueran put down his earphones, and glanced at him faintly, Xiao Minglang kept laughing behind him, but Mu Mian couldn't laugh, so he went out to pour water.

"My childhood dream was to be a singer and to have my own stage, woo woo woo..." Chen Yitian cried very aggrieved, Mu Mian came over with a paper cup, and before he had time to drink, he took a sip unceremoniously After drinking, he didn't forget to stuff the empty paper cup to her.

Ling Yueran smiled lightly, "Is your dream worth anything? Who doesn't have a dream? Is it useful?"

Chen Yitian's eyes widened, and he shrank his neck and looked at her aggrievedly. She never looked at him again, and pushed him away.

In the end, Chen Yitian saw that there was nothing to make a fuss about, so he could only twitch and cry and left.

Mu Mian was discouraged and threw away the paper cup, and did nothing all morning.

Ling Yueran should have gone to wash her hands. When she walked past Mu Mian, she glanced at her, and there was a smell of hand sanitizer on her hands. When she went in, before Mu Mian had time to speak, she suddenly popped her head and looked at her , "Wait for me to carry you in."

She was slightly taken aback, she was not in a clear state, and went in at a loss, Xiao Minglang didn't know what she had said to Ling Yueran, and was going to go out with some reluctance, but when she saw her coming in, she suddenly smiled sweetly at Ling Yueran, "Sister, I'll see you soon." Bring you food, my mother will pick me up in the afternoon."

Ling Yueran put on the earphones, but she didn't hear it very shamelessly, her face was a little embarrassed, and it was fleeting, she answered as if she didn't care, and ran away lively.

Mu Mian stepped forward to pick up the manuscript, looked at her, she gestured to the recording studio, and she immediately opened the door and went in.

Looking at the microphone and earphones in front of me in a daze, it's not like I haven't sung in a recording studio before, but it's never been like this.

It's an ancient song, the melody has already been prepared by Ling Yueran, and the lyrics are also filled in, waiting for her to sing.

Ling Yueran looked at her through the glass window, and suddenly asked, "Are you nervous?"

She pursed her lips and did not answer, Ling Yueran looked at her with complicated eyes for a moment, and said softly: "Sing well."

Like a word of consolation, before Mu Mian could be touched, she said again: "You are not allowed to eat until you finish singing."

As soon as Mu Mian's heart falls, let go of your moving.

"You can turn up the voice of the phrase 'When the flowers bloom when you meet again'." Ling Yueran didn't get angry when she sang repeatedly. Mu Mian was a little afraid of the scene just now with Chen Yitian, but in the end she didn't care about anyone except her complexion. As if he owed her money, he was not a bad talker.

The song "Yong'an" is written about a lady of the clan. Her servant left Yong'an to join the army. She missed and prayed for her safe return day and night. In the end, she also left Yong'an. The desolation that may never be seen again in the lyrics is in the lyrics Little by little.

Mu Mian saw that Ling Yueran was the one who wrote the lyrics and composed the music, and didn't quite understand why Ling Yueran, who came from a high music school abroad, would think of such an ancient story.

"When the night became a bit of ink, it was hard to forget each other if we didn't meet each other, and it was scattered in my heart even if the flowers bloomed. When, when the snow is snowing and the wind is frosty, wait until that word is fulfilled..."

Mu Mian sat on the chair. She didn't know how long it had been. All she knew was that she had memorized the lyrics by heart, her throat was a little sore, and there was a cup on the small table.

Zhang Lu passed by the frosted glass several times, wagging her tail like a shark, her eyes flicking through the clear glass cracks.

Ling Yueran had a hard time not seeing her, and he was holding a notebook and didn't know what he was writing down. After Mu Mian finished singing, he said mercifully, "Get off work first, and do it tomorrow."

Mu Mian got up, took the cup and went out, feeling a little disappointed, and said unwillingly, "Did you sing well today?"

She was still burying her head, but when she heard the words, she raised her head and looked at her in a daze, and said helplessly, "There must be an adaptation process, and it's useless to rush for success."

Hearing this, Mu Mian had no choice but to nod his head. Looking at the time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. No wonder he was so hungry. Wouldn't he have the habit of skipping lunch every day in the future?

"You haven't eaten yet, go to the cafeteria downstairs to apply for a card, ask Zhang Lu for a certificate, and eat for free in the future." Without raising her head, she frowned, writing and drawing in her notebook, Mu Mian looked at her, It feels like the feeling she gives her today has subverted the previous image.

Standing for a while without paying attention, she looked up to see that she was still there, and smiled helplessly: "What's the matter, do you want me to go down and feed you?"

Returning to that unflattering image again, Mu Mian pouted, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I have something to do later, you go."

Mu Mian thought about it again, that Xiao Minglang said that he would come to bring her meals, so too, please help her do it herself.

She quickly went down to apply for the card, had a quick meal, said hello to Zhang Lu, and went home with Ling Yueran's clothes in her arms. She searched for several dry cleaners along the way, but they all made reservations, and the prices were horribly high. .

"We don't dare to wash your clothes, it's very expensive, little girl, don't you know the price of this clothes?" The store manager smiled at her awkwardly, Mu Mian finally found a cheaper one, and there is no need to make a reservation , As a result, when the store manager said this, he was taken aback, and quickly escaped from his mobile phone, took a picture of the label and searched it.