"Give me 2 minutes, I'll write the lyrics, and you can see how it goes."

Ye Xuan picked up a pen and quickly scribbled on the paper.

brush brush --

Chengjingcheng: "..."

"what happened?"

Seeing Cheng Jingcheng hesitate to speak, Ye Xuan asked.

"Boss Ye, your word..."

Cheng Jingcheng frowned.

"It knows me, I don't know it!"

This word is outrageous!

Cheng Jingcheng complained in his heart.

Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, talismans, and doctor's handwriting are all more recognizable than Mr. Ye's writing!

Ye Xuan: "..."

A little embarrassing, it doesn't matter.

"I haven't written for a long time, I'll sing it for you." Ye Xuan touched his nose.

She was ashamed in front of her own employees, or rather, she didn't pretend to be successful.

Without a guitar, and without any professional accompaniment, Ye Xuan easily hummed the song while leaning on his chair.

little people

Flourishing

love poor and happy every day

happy soul

Is it fake?

Hee hee ha ha we are poor and happy

Involuntarily, Ye Xuan hummed "Poor and Happy", and Cheng Jingcheng, who was standing there, nodded involuntarily.

It seems that this rhythm can't be stopped at all?

The two songs "Poor and Happy" and "Happy" are very similar in style, and they both take a brisk route.

Now "Xi Shuashua" can be said to be popular in the streets and alleys. From time to time, someone will hum a few lines of Xishuashua oh oh oh, and they will sing it subconsciously when they hear the melody.

"Mr. Ye, this... this song was written for me?"

Cheng Jingcheng couldn't believe it.

"Yeah." Ye Xuan said lightly.

Chengjingcheng is the company's artiste, and Chengjingcheng's fire represents Ye Xuan's money

, there is nothing wrong with giving him.

dong dong dong-

Not long after Cheng Jingcheng left, there was another knock on the office door.

Ye Xuan: "..."

Usually few people come to his office, what happened today?

"Mr. Ye, I wrote a few songs, can you help me read them?"

Chu Qingfeng walked in with a few pieces of paper in his hand.

Ye Xuan: "???"

Ye Xuan naturally knew about Chu Qingfeng.

During the development of Tenglong APP, Liu Dongqiang recommended Chu Qingfeng to join the company, and Chu Qingfeng is an out-and-out folk singer.

Unlike Cheng Jingcheng, Chu Qingfeng is a creative singer. After becoming famous, he continued to write songs, which caused Ye Xuan to almost forget that the company still has such an artist as Chu Qingfeng.

"Let me see."

Can people still play games?

Ye Xuan paused the famine page for the second time, and then carefully looked at the lyrics written by Chu Qingfeng.

"Very good." Ye Xuan nodded after reading the four lyrics.

Chu Qingfeng's lyrics skills are obviously much better than Cheng Jingcheng's.

Of course, the two took different routes.

Cheng Jingcheng walks in a brisk, happy style, while Chu Qingfeng's words are folk songs, and the lyrics written are more artistic, making people look very beautiful.

Uneducated people can only be described in two words.

What the hell!

Ye Xuan didn't write a song for Chu Qingfeng this time, because Ye Xuan felt that the song Chu Qingfeng wrote himself was good enough, and it could be a gift in the snow, and it could be icing on the cake, but it was absolutely unnecessary.

"Then Mr. Ye, I'm going to the recording studio."

After getting Ye Xuan's approval, Chu Qingfeng was a little excited. He is the kind of person who has no self-confidence. Now with Ye Xuan's affirmation, Chu Qingfeng is full of confidence!

"Should no one bother me to play games now?"

Ye Xuan sat on the chair and continued to play Famine.

......

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shi Kaiwen came to the set early, muttering incessantly.

"Comedy, Brother Ye is implying that I make comedies!"

"Wow Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka -"

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