Chapter 19 (1/2)

Ling Yanchuan 03: [??]

Ling Yanchuan 03: [God, don't blackmail me! I am Ling Yanchuan himself! Can you give me a chance? Your song is really suitable for adaptation. I promise I won't let you down!]

what the fuck?

This guy can't shake off like a brown candy.

Said not authorized not authorized, do not understand people?

I've written it on my homepage!

Hao Yun black line to click on the top right corner, the just registered ID dragged into the blacklist.

He really did not expect that there was such a persistent person who had been blackmailed three times without giving up.

If it wasn't for the system mission, maybe he would have been moved by this guy.

After all, brother Liang's singing skill is really

Oh, sin!

Qian Yuan: [I went to the studio again and recorded it again. How about listening to it

Seeing the new news in the private letter window, Hao Yun patiently downloaded the attachment and listened to it again. After thinking about it for a long time with his eyes closed, he typed back.

I think it's OK

Although this ”OK”, somewhat reluctantly.

But what else can we do?

This is the 100th time of Temo.

Although Hao Yun's intuition tells him that this time may be the most successful one recorded by the Ziyuan brothers, he also suspects that his feelings may not be as accurate as they were at the beginning because his ears have been polluted so many times.

However, Ziyuan brothers feel very good about themselves. They don't feel anything wrong at all.

Qian Yuan: [then I can rest assured. When I recorded the 99th time, I almost doubted whether I had musical talent or not

Hao Yun

Qianyuan: [if it's ok... I uploaded it（ (jpg)

Finally restrained him to make complaints about his impulse, Hao Yun sighed and replied to the word.

Upload it

Hurry up, hurry up.

If he kept on waiting like this, the heat he saved by the piano version was gone.

Qian Yuan: [ok... By the way, I just thought, do we want to set up a group or something? I always feel that it's not appropriate to publish in my name

Although the name of the composer will also appear in the song information column, generally speaking, people only pay attention to the person who sings the song, and rarely pay attention to the person who writes it.

Liang Ziyuan thinks that this is unreasonable. If he sings this song, isn't it unfair to the brother who ”knows where the cloud is deep”?

Therefore, he put forward this proposal in advance.

However, Hao Yun felt that this guy was just thinking too much. He didn't care about these false names and impatiently typed back.

Whatever

Qian Yuan: [it's called... Yuan yunmo seconds. What do you think of the name? ”

I don't know where the clouds are

Thumb out of this line of words, Hao Yun just click send, suddenly thought of a very important thing, quickly continue typing.

By the way, don't register a new account, just use your account to publish

Qianyuan: [ah, why...]

Yunshen doesn't know where he is: [don't worry about so much, do as I say.]

After a long time, a new line of news appeared in the private message window.

Qian Yuan: OK

Yunshen doesn't know where it is: [one more thing, can you take your historical works off the shelves for a few days first

Qian Yuan: why

Gan!

How can this guy get so many whys? 100000 whys?

Your father is not for you!

Hao Yun typing back with patience.

[because after listening to a song, people who feel good will often turn over your historical works... Do you understand what I mean?]

Don't be so direct.

After all, the truth hurts.