Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

"Mu Lan?" Lu Yan stared at Mu Lan in front of him and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I want to tell you something, I wonder if it's okay." Mu Lan asked sincerely.

Since the competition with Lu Yan yesterday, the gap between the two is really too big.

After one night, Lu Yan went from zero foundation to the current position on the Chinese Golden Chart.

All this happened in just one day, how could Queen Mu Lantian not be surprised.

Queen Mu Lantian took Lu Yan to Zhao Fanjun and Huang Fan.

Zhao Fanjun and Huang Fan smiled at Lu Yan in front of them.

Zhao Fanjun stepped forward and said, "Lu Yan, I want to discuss something with you this time. I don't know what you think."

Lu Yan was a little confused. What does it mean?

Without talking about the matter, Lu Yan didn't know what they were looking for him for.

"What's the matter?"

"Uh... We want to buy one of your songs, what do you think...?"

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Yan frowned slightly.

Buy songs?

He had never thought of following the path of Qu's father.

The main reason was that Lu Yan felt that the quality of his songs was very good, so why should he sell them?

Wouldn't it be better to keep them for himself and sing them?

And Lu Yan was not short of money now. He had money in his hands, plus the property in his family.

There were hundreds of billions!

Even if Lu Yan was a spendthrift, he couldn't spend it all!

In other words, Lu Yan was doing nothing now.

If he didn't write books or songs, he could go home and inherit the family property!

There were hundreds of billions of liquid funds in the family, and there were more than a dozen groups!

There was no shortage of money at all.

"Sorry, I don't have any plans in this regard. I think it's better for me to sing my songs.

And... I'm not short of money now, sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Lan and the other two were all stunned.

They didn't expect the result to be like this. They hadn't even opened the price yet.

Lu Yan was so dead.

Huang Fan said with a bit of reluctance: "Lu Yan, we haven't quoted yet, do you want to know the price before you are so sure?"

"Yes, yes, why don't you listen to the price first? How about it?" Zhao Fanjun had a glimmer of hope, but he knew that the possibility was very low.

Last time when Lu Yan faced their company's recruitment, he also rejected it righteously and sternly, without any room for negotiation.

It was as if he didn't take the two small goals into consideration at all.

Mu Lan had a bitter smile on his face, and the words Lu Yan said just now were really heartbreaking.

It's better for him to sing his own songs.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with Lu Yan's words, but Mu Lantian felt very uncomfortable after listening to it.

[Alas, listening to Lu Yan's words is really heartbreaking. ]

[Don't be a saint above here! I think Lu Yan is right, sing your own songs, don't let others ruin them, what's wrong with that? 】

[Blue and White Porcelain, Confession Balloon, only Lu Yan can sing this feeling, right? I don't think Lu Yan is too much, I think it's normal? 】

[It's very heartbreaking, but this is the fact. I admit that Mu Lantian is very talented, but Lu Yan has appeared. Who can be more talented than Lu Yan! 】

The audience in the live broadcast room kept floating, and it was about nine o'clock in the morning.

Most of the office workers have already started working, and many people have started to slack off.

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