When my confession was rejected, I went after Liu Tianxian

"The broken-winged leaf butterfly that cannot find flowers"

"Never see the fading"

"The eaves of the small bridge under the night in Jiangnan"

“Can’t read the wilderness of Saibei”

After just listening to a few words, the handsome uncle's expression changed and he looked at the lyrics in surprise.

This word!

So well written!

The night in the south of the Yangtze River, the eaves of the small bridge, the wilderness in the north!

A few simple words immediately bring vivid images to mind.

"Did Chen An write the lyrics and music of this song himself?"

The handsome uncle asked urgently.

Song Qian nodded: "As far as I know, these two songs by Chen An were completed independently."

The handsome uncle nodded excitedly and continued listening to the song.

"The plum blossom season is lingering because of loneliness"

"After the return of spring, it will soon be annihilated."

"Leave me alone to watch the fireworks flying all over the sky"

"After swaying, it will drift away with the wind"

There were no other sounds in the office, and Song Qian finally felt relieved.

He really didn't see the wrong person.

Chen An is a rare genius both in terms of lyrics and composition.

Even Manager Wang, who has read countless songs, also showed strong interest.

"Has it ever snowed on Broken Bridge?"

"I look at the lake"

"The cold moon in the water is like snow"

"Melt with a touch of fingertip"

"Has it ever snowed on Broken Bridge?"

"Thinking of your face again"

"If we don't have the chance to see you again"

"The willow curtain of Baidi wept many times"

After a few minutes, the music gradually ended.

"boom!"

The handsome uncle slammed the table excitedly, startling Song Qian beside him.

"Mr. Wang?"

"you......."

The handsome uncle waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Good, good, this song gives me a unique feeling."

"There is a kind, there is a kind..."

The handsome uncle's brain was running wildly, as if he was trying to find a suitable adjective.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something!

"Just like Jay Chou's new song."

"What's it called, Guofeng?"

Song Qian reacted immediately and remembered what Chen An said on the phone.

"I remembered that Chen An seemed to have said this word, which is Chinese style!"

"That's right. The style of this song belongs to the same genre as Jay Chou's new song. It's great. What kind of luck is it that these two people can release songs of the same type that have never appeared before at the same time."

The handsome uncle's eyes flashed with excitement.

"I have a hunch that songs of this style will definitely become a trend. If Chen An can be on the same level as Jay Chou in this regard, this kid has a bright future."

Listening to Manager Wang’s high praise for Chen An.

Song Qian couldn't help but be surprised.

He actually compared Chen An to Jay Chou.

Is Chen An's potential so terrifying?

"Song Qian!"

Suddenly, the handsome uncle shouted.

Song Qian quickly looked at him.

“This song can’t be recommended highly enough!”

"Ah? I've already recommended it on the home page."

"It's not enough. It should not only be placed on the homepage, but also recommended songs and new songs."

"I'll give you permission, go ahead and do it."

Song Qian was shocked when she heard this.

This kind of strong recommendation means that almost all users who enter Yinyuetai will notice this song.

Only a few singers have enjoyed this kind of treatment.

"Copy that, Mr. Wang."

Song Qian was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

Chen An was the one who signed it.

Once Chen An becomes popular, Song Qian's salary and income will also increase.

Now he is the team leader, and he can even take the position of director in the future.

at the same time.

A woman from the Medical University slept in the dormitory.

There was no class in the afternoon. Xiao Wanning finished her homework and planned to listen to some music to relax.

As soon as she clicked into Yinyuetai, she saw an eye-catching banner.

New trend of national style——[Broken Bridge and Remaining Snow]

"National style?"

When Xiao Wanning saw this word for the first time, she was inevitably a little curious.

The green jade fingers moved slightly and clicked on the banner.

The banner automatically jumps to the playback interface, and the melodious prelude sounds slowly.

"The broken-winged leaf butterfly that cannot find flowers"

"Never see the fading"

"The eaves of the small bridge under the night in Jiangnan"

“Can’t read the wilderness of Saibei”

Xiao Wanning's expression changed.

It feels like this song is different from ordinary Internet songs.

This made her close her eyes and quietly let herself imagine the scene of the broken bridge in the West Lake and the white snow.

What a beauty.

So bleak.

Two words that are not usually related to each other are now merged into one artistic conception.

"The person who could write this song is definitely a very talented person."

Xiao Wanning couldn't help but click on her own button space.

The KouKou space of this era is very flashy, with various space decorations, and some Martian texts that I don’t recognize but can definitely understand.

Xiao Wanning tapped the keyboard and entered a line of text in the talk column.

“The broken bridge and the remaining snow are not the most desolate and lonely scenery, but there is nothing more desolate than a beautiful place with no one in it.”

Just a few minutes later, countless licking dogs appeared under this comment.

"Ah, Wan Ning is so talented, Broken Bridge Can Snow, very artistic, I understand, Wan Ning, I understand you."

"I am lonely and cannot understand your poignant beauty."

"Broken Bridge, Remaining Snow, I like this word, I stole it and used it as an online name."

"Have you listened to this song too? I like it too! The lyrics of this song are really great."

Xiao Wanning read the comments and clicked the play button.

I really can’t get enough of this song, I really want to keep listening to it.

While she was intoxicated, her roommate Song Yiyi came over after hearing the sound.

"Wow, this song is so nice!"

Song Yiyi was also attracted by the singing and couldn't help but sit next to it and listen together.

After a few minutes, the song finished playing.

When Xiao Wanning was about to continue playing, she was stopped by Song Yiyi.

Wan Ning, let’s see who the singer is. Are there any other songs?

Xiao Wanning clicked on the creator information.

The next second, his pupils dilated instantly.

She saw a familiar name.

Chen An!

"Hey, Chen An, he actually has the same name as the silly boy who confessed his love to you two days ago."

On the day of confession, Song Yiyi was beside Xiao Wanning.

And Chen An happened to be a classmate in the same major, so Song Yiyi remembered the name.

"Rose's funeral!"

Song Yiyi seemed to have discovered a new world.

"Wan Ning, do you know that this song seems to be super popular, and many people in our class are listening to it."

Song Yiyi seemed very excited and excitedly started playing.

But Xiao Wanning on the side became worried.

Chen An!

Thinking of this name, Xiao Wanning felt a little resentful.

This guy is ignorant!

He had obviously said that he liked her personally, but after only a day of seeing him, this guy seemed to be a different person.

Not just pretending not to know her.

And he also learned to smoke!

Could it be that the original confession was just a joke he played on himself?

Or maybe he was playing hard to get, planning to retreat in order to draw his attention?

Xiao Wan Ning was a little confused.

But she felt that she definitely didn't like this bastard anymore.

I am not convinced.

Yes, I am definitely not convinced.