Dress as the notorious Omega

Mr. Mo's words made Lan Ran restless, and he immediately got up and said that his voice was not in the right shape today, and he couldn't sing well even if he sang.

Su Yan didn't say anything, and took back his score from Mr. Mo, and turned to Lan Ran: "How about half a song for one person? It just so happens that I only wrote half of it."

Lan Ran stared at Su Yan's eyes vigilantly, pursed her lips, and finally nodded.

They adjusted the broadcasting equipment on the spot by themselves. Mr. Mo sat in the center and watched Su Yan's busy appearance, the darkness in his eyes was unfathomable.

"Who will come first?" Su Yan took the initiative to ask Lan Ran.

Lan Ran hesitantly walked between the two, "You first?"

Su Yan didn't refuse, just smiled, "Yes."

After speaking, Su Yan walked to the center of the temporary stage.

Opposite him is Mr. Mo.

Meeting Mr. Mo's calm eyes, Su Yan took a deep breath and pressed the first note on the electronic keyboard.

The song he wrote tells a clichéd old fashioned love story.

The song is called "A Little Friend of mine", and the name sounds a bit funny.

The protagonist of the song is an unlucky general who was demoted to a ruined temple to practice cultivation.

When he expressed his heart to the emperor, the emperor said that he was a straight man, and he was determined not to bend over. But later, the emperor indulged in the gentleness of the prince of a certain country, and the little general was slandered and rebelled. , Do not leave the temple.

In the end, the little general died alone in the dilapidated ruined temple in winter, and the emperor could no longer see the lamp that was only lit when chanting sutras.

He also couldn't touch the person who made his heart beat in the barracks that year.

When Su Yan sang "The autumn wind sends the years and chaos to each other/Let Fenghua become a pillar, let the solitary lamp gradually melt/This life is a lucky meeting/Like a dream", he saw Mr. Mo suddenly raised his hand and touched his eyes.

It should be a success, Su Yan thought while singing the last verse of the whole song.

"The winter wind is blowing again, and the old cottages in Chang'an are desolate.

Hold the lamp while reciting scriptures

Only then did I realize that we were embracing each other in the tent

I'm afraid that I will be greedy for the youth's military uniform, but my heart has already been moved

Waking up from a dream after the pain, a ray of lonely soul

There is nothing to save..."

The last melody ended slowly, and everyone seemed to be watching a gorgeous historical drama, leaning forward involuntarily, eagerly waiting for the next story.

The images of the little general and the emperor were vivid in their minds. When people realized that the whole song was over, they all showed disappointed expressions.

Su Yan got the expected reaction, and sighed deeply, her nervous mood finally eased a little.

He subconsciously shifted his gaze to Mr. Mo, only to find that Mr. Mo lowered his head and frowned, as if trying to endure something.

"Mr. Mo, are you okay?" Su Yan stepped off the stage and patted Mr. Mo on the shoulder.

Mr. Mo nodded slightly, without looking up at Su Yan.

"Thank you for listening to this song." Su Yan bowed sincerely, and then leaned closer to Mr. Mo's ear and whispered: "Thank you for the song you wrote for me."

Mr. Mo frowned, looked up at Su Yan, his eyes were a little red.

There are too many people here, so it's hard to say anything. Mr. Mo just expressed his surprise with his eyes and didn't speak.

Soon, the host began to urge Lan Ran to prepare for the performance.

Su Yan sat in Lan Ran's seat, holding her score and waiting for Lan Ran's "on-the-spot creation".

Lan Ran asked for a Lime, and said that she would sing a love song and give it to someone she likes.

As soon as these words came out, Su Yan immediately had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Lan Ran smiled slightly: "Because his surname's initials are J, so this song is named J."

Su Yan's scalp was numb from embarrassment, he pretended to be moved by Lan Ran's words, covered his face with his hands, and finally hid his "pain mask".

Although the name of this song caused Su Yan various physical and psychological discomforts, he still wanted to hear what Lan Ran wanted to do with suona.

Do you want to send your own "light bulb" away?

Su Yan covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from laughing out loud, but the more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she felt.

"...I think, he should like the song I composed for him, and then we will be happy!"

Pull, just pull hard...

Su Yan curled his lips, now he doubts if Lan Ran has been brainwashed by Zhou Zhaonan - why is she in such a hurry to become a mistress?Well, Omega has to humiliate himself like this, it's really self-inflicted, and he can't live.

Su Yan was thinking wildly when Lan Ran started singing.

One verse was not bad, with a simple lyrical melody and soothing lyrics. Su Yan nodded involuntarily, but he soon noticed something was wrong with Lan Ran.

In the next second, third, and fourth quarters, the rhythm became more and more chaotic. Gradually, even the main melody began to be out of place. At the end of the song, Lan Ran didn't know where she was singing.

Suona is completely useless.

At the end of the song, it was eerily similar to the atmosphere after Su Yan's performance.

It's just that the silence this time is to pay tribute to tonight's completely broken "New Year's Eve dinner" live broadcast.Before Mr. Mo could say anything, several staff members dragged a person and stumbled in from outside.

Seeing that something was wrong, the on-site director hurried over to ask what was going on.

"...This, this person, was going to pull up the brakes during Teacher Lan's performance... Huh... Fortunately, we found out, otherwise, otherwise..."

Su Yan's eyes fell on Lan Ran's pale face, combined with all the clues, he felt happy, and immediately understood the current situation.

No wonder Lan Ran dared to play a semi-finished piece with such confidence, and co-authored it with "off-site support"!

Alas, it's a pity for this brain... Su Yan felt "tsk tsk" in regret, and didn't know whether to say Lan Ran was too naive or too shrewd.

It is a trivial matter to catch the person trying to pull the brakes. The director wanted to make it a trivial matter, but he did not expect that the staff member who caught the person directly called the police, and the police arrived at the scene in 2 minutes.

Lan Ran couldn't laugh at all, her arms were still holding the microphone, her body was shaking a little.

Su Yan stepped forward on purpose, carefully supported Lan Ran's body, and asked with concern: "Ran Ran, why do you look so pale, why don't you call the doctor to show you?"

Lan Ran was trembling with anger at Su Yan's words. He pushed his hand and opened his mouth to retort, "You need to read—"

Before he could finish speaking, he realized that the live broadcast was still going on, so he restrained his thoughts of yelling, and leaned towards Su Yan with some embarrassment, "No, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired..."

"Really?" Su Yan bent her eyes and smiled, "Then I'll help you to rest."

Lan Ran stared at Su Yan suspiciously, guessing what kind of trick he was going to play.

Sure enough, Su Yan then covered his mouth in surprise, and said in surprise: "Oh, why did I forget, Mr. Mo hasn't commented yet..."

The host, who thought that the live performance was just such a fool, was heartbroken, so he walked up to Mr. Mo with a livid face accompanied by a smile.

The result was as expected by Su Yan - Mr. Mo didn't bother to talk to the host and Lan Ran at all, so he got up and left the live broadcast.

With the departure of the most important guest, the atmosphere of this live broadcast could never return to the beginning. The audience kept asking what was going on and what happened in the barrage.

The host could only bite the bullet and continue the cue process, and finally ended the accident-prone live broadcast hastily.

Although a lot of unexpected things happened in the live broadcast, it has attracted enough people's attention, and all social platforms are discussing the live broadcast.

But the hottest ones are not #MK单配重进#, but #蓝蕾物笑# and #蓝莲非听#.

It has not happened in recent years that the singer's name is directly followed by the word "ugly".

The last time this happened, it was because a certain female star released an original song on a music platform, but people picked up sales of hundreds of millions of dollars because her studio hired sailors to buy the performance. Some fans of the singer felt that they had been cheated. So I took the initiative to listen to her songs, and finally worked together to push her name and "ugly" to the top of the black list.

Su Yan's finger slid across this tag, but instead of clicking on it, she clicked on the second-ranked #蓝蕉物物#.

For Su Yan, blue, red, and black have nothing to do with him. What he cares most about are the songs that are occupied by doves and magpies.

He looked at the most popular article in the tag - the author of the article claimed to be Lan Ran's biggest fan for five years, and after watching the live broadcast, he finally stopped being a fan.

That fan felt that Lan Ran's business level and professionalism were appallingly poor, and with his ability, he would never be able to write the songs of the ECHO studio.

In the long article, he demonstrated his point of view that Lan Ran plagiarized with examples, and also posted many photos and music scores to prove it, which is well-founded and reasonable.

Su Yan leaned back, admiring the fan's logical thinking ability from the bottom of his heart, but on the other hand felt creepy.

If someone had been staring at him like this in the dark... Su Yan couldn't help but shudder.

He continued to scroll down, but before he could find the next tag he was interested in, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Su Yan got up, leaned over the peephole at the door and looked, and found that it was Mr. Mo, so he opened the door in a hurry.

But when he opened the door, he noticed Jun Zhiqian not far behind Mr. Mo.

"You guys talk first." Jun Zhiqian saw Su Yan looking at him, not intending to come in.

Su Yan shook her head, left Mr. Mo who had already entered the door, walked up to Jun Zhiqian and stood still, and tugged at his sleeve: "Come in with me."

It was only after the words came out that Su Yan realized that he was ordering Mr. Jun.

Jun Zhiqian didn't care about these details, since Su Yan invited him, he readily agreed.

The one-bedroom, one-living room was a bit crowded due to the arrival of the two Alphas. Su Yan sat obediently on the single sofa opposite the two with his legs together, like a primary school student who made a mistake.

The eccentric Mr. Mo cut straight to the point: "Why don't you use the song I wrote for you?"

Su Yan was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Jun Zhiqian.

Hearing this, Jun Zhiqian put down the teacup in his hand, looked up, and there was a little more puzzlement in his eyes.

"Have you ever heard this improvised song of yours? Huh? The lyrics are pretentious and the melody is simple. Gufeng songs cannot be made with a few classical instruments and a few uncommon words!"

Mr. Mo didn't give Su Yan any face, and scolded him bloody.

It was also the first time that Su Yan made an ancient song to cater to Mr. Mo's preferences. He bit his lip, thinking that Mr. Mo's reprimand was justified.

Seeing his good attitude, Mr. Mo's anger gradually dissipated a little, and his tone slowed down: "...you just narrowly won tonight. There are many composers and arrangers who are more capable than you. You must not take any chances anymore. psychology."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo." Su Yan nodded heavily, and suddenly felt that Mr. Mo was not as scary as he imagined.

Hearing Su Yan's thanks, Mr. Mo let out a muffled sneer in his nasal cavity, and his tone was slightly teasing: "Who made you have such a big benefactor!"

Knowing that Mr. Mo was teasing Jun Zhiqian, Su Yan didn't dare to laugh, just nodded and bowed to thank him non-stop, and promised that he would correct his attitude and play seriously in the future.

Mr. Mo snorted coldly, left the lounge after saying "I'll see how you behave".

Su Yan lowered her head, not knowing where to start the whole thing with Jun Zhiqian.

[The author has something to say: Hey, there are so few comments recently, and no one reads them again?

By the way, the song in this chapter is real

But I guess no one will find it hahaha

Good night in advance! 】