Blue Eucommia, is that very beautiful girl?

Zhou Yihang still has an impression of her.

However, according to Wang Yu, Zhou Yihang once thought that the other party was a fake who could make original.

"But..."

Lan Eucom stood up, his expression was very complicated.

If you refuse, will you think she is selfish?

But even if she agreed, she didn't arrange the song!

Otherwise, Zhou Yihang would go to the poem to recite? She remembered that on earth, some traffic on the stage would hum a few words and dance, and fans could blow the scene.

In the eyes of Blue Eucommia, Zhou Yihang's appearance is even better than many traffic.

"No need," Zhou Yihang leaned against the window, his expression still calmly: "If the quality of the song is not good, it is better to sing popular songs!"

He said it very directly, but he was also the truth.

Since the president has asked him to participate in the competition, Zhou Yihang naturally doesn't want to go on a round of tour.

Well, this is the self-esteem of time travelers.

What's more, Zhou Yihang looked at Lan Eucalypse's expression and could analyze that she was a little reluctant.

He just respects other people's wishes.

However, this is not how Blue Eucommia interprets it.

She raised her eyebrows and anger appeared on her beautiful face.

"You are just an indigenous person, why are you proud of there!" Lan Eucalypse had already started to complain wildly:

"Do you know what level of the works in your sister's hands are? You are a native who has only face and deserve to be disgusted! Just hold the trash songs in your world to embarrass you!"

Although she was roaring inside, Lan Yan finally calmed down when she thought of her mission.

With the president's filter for Zhou Yihang, his solo should be a foregone conclusion.

If you don't take action, that beautiful face will definitely not win the championship.

"But isn't this a good opportunity for a time traveler to slap in the face?"

Blue Eucommia's expression gradually became cunning:

"I'll throw the lyrics in front of him later. As long as he is not a desperate illiterate, he will definitely be impressed by his sister's literary talent!"

"As for arrangement, I can say that I haven't written it yet. I can even pua him. You are so capable, why don't you arrange it yourself!"

"Yes, that's it!" Lan Eucalypse became more and more excited, making Zhou Yihang very confused.

Why did this person laugh at himself?

This girl is pretty, she seems to have a bad brain...

Forget it, he, a time traveler, would not have a dispute with such an indigenous person who did not offend him.

"I can give you my original works."

Lan Eucom walked step by step to Zhou Yihang's table, a little dissatisfied with why this native was so rude and was still sitting!

"My works are not comparable to popular songs in your eyes."

"Don't think I'm bragging, you'll know it after watching it!"

"Is that true?"

Zhou Yihang laughed.

He seemed to have met an interesting native. Is this a passerby who pretended to be slapped him in the face?

When she took out her self-righteous work, she slapped the earth's works in the face.

This is the development of cool writing, but Zhou Yihang found that he could not remember the songs from his previous life.

"Thank you." He stood up: "I'm looking forward to your work."

Zhou Yihang of 188 suddenly stood up and put great pressure on Lan Eucalyptus.

She obviously has 175, but she looks a little petite in front of Zhou Yihang.

Zhou Yihang's impeccable and beautiful face, coupled with his supermodel-like figure, directly paused Lan Eucalyptus' brain for a second.

"This native... seems to be really high-quality... If I traveled to the Otome game, he should be the first guide, right?"

"Ahem, what am I thinking? He will definitely be conquered by his sister's talent later! If he pursues me sincerely, it is not impossible to consider..."

Lan Yun raised his head and tried to tiptoe to pull in the height difference between himself and Zhou Yihang:

"Give it!"

When she took out the lavender-scented letter paper from her pocket, Zhou Yihang almost thought it was a love letter.

But when he unfolded the letter paper, his expression gradually became strange.

[The sound of prosperity has escaped into the monks and ruined the world

I am cold and I have been in a relationship for a lifetime. I have a few books on my love debts

If you default to life and death, etc.

Waiting for circles and circles of annual rings]

This... lyrics...

Very familiar!

His expression suddenly changed, because all the melodies of the song had already sounded in his mind.

Every word and sentence are so clear.

One note after another, like his followers, jumped into his mind.

He remembered it.

This song is "Fireworks are easy to cool"!

Lan Eucom bit her lip, feeling very confused.

What's going on with this native? After reading the song I wrote, why don't you say a word?

Could it be that he can't understand the lyrics!

But his expression is really strange...

The president was unaware of it, and even immersed in his own world:

"It's so good!"

"My members help each other, talking and laughing, it's a harmonious scene!"

Wang Yu rolled his eyes in his heart, President, what are you talking about? Can the atmosphere of these two people really be described as harmony?

"Hey, Brother Hang, what's the matter with this song? Let me take a look!"

Zhou Yihang lowered his eyes, looked at Blue Eucommia secretly, and then gave the letter to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu only read the first lyrics and couldn't help but pat his thighs:

"Hold the grass!"

"It's amazing!"

"School sister, you are so connotative!"

"This, this, this, isn't this really an ancient poem?"

Blue Eucom finally laughed.

Yes, this is the correct reaction.

You natives should be shocked by me, a time traveler!

Keep going, sister will enjoy your praise!

The only thing that made Lan Eucalyptus feel regretful was that Zhou Yihang did not react much.

Is this person really not understanding what good lyrics are?

After a while, everyone from the club came over and began to appreciate Blue Eucomm's works.

Their reaction made Lan Eucalypse quite satisfied. Almost everyone opened their mouths and praised her lyrics.

"The lyrics are stable!"

"Yes, this is not better than the songs on TikTok now?"

"School sister, you can write songs so well, you can't hide it!"

Only the president held the frame with his hand and grasped the key point:

"Blue Eucommia, your word is really impeccable."

"But we always have to have a melody when singing!"

"Otherwise, how can you sing?"

Just when Lan Eucao was planning to pua Zhou Yihang, he didn't expect that the man who remained silent after reading the lyrics took the initiative to speak:

"Compose to me."

Lan Eucalypse was stunned, she almost wanted to say, don't mess with Jay Chou.

But I still held it back.

Maybe the other party is really a talented native?

"Really?" The president began to clap his hands excitedly: "Then Yihang will be handed over to you! You and Lan Yan, who write lyrics and composing music alone, are really the treasure of our club!"

"However," Zhou Yihang leaned over gracefully:
Chapter completed!