After sending it, Ning Meng hugged her phone and waited for a reply.

During this period, several scenes of recognition were staged in her mind.

If two people have a common secret, then the relationship will go further in the future, right?

Thinking happily, Lin Qingbei walked up to her, saw her smirk, and coughed: Mr. Ning, what are you thinking?

Only then did Ning Meng come back to her senses, and straightened her face: What's wrong?

Lin Qingbei handed her the list, maintaining his arrogance in front of outsiders, It's our turn to choose a song, what style do you think we should choose?

The moment he bent over to get closer, he whispered, You look like you're full of spring.

Ning Meng: ...

After glaring at him, Ning Meng looked at the playlist.

This kind of show full of big names will not make people lose face. Basically, the songs of the seven people have different styles.

In this case, even if someone loses, it will be said that this song is not suitable for the competition.

There are seven people on the show, and Lin Qingbei is a newcomer with the smallest seat, so it's the last turn to choose a song.

So, basically there is no suspense, only one category of love songs left.

In the competition, songs that are difficult or fast-paced and can quickly detonate the scene are the easiest to get votes, and love songs are soothing, but they do not have an advantage.

But that's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Lin Qingbei's famous song Wrong Love is a love song with rich emotions, which can be sung into people's hearts, and it has a high spread, which can easily attract people's favor.

It's fair for the program group to arrange it this way.

Ning Meng handed the list to Lin Qingbei, looked at the director and said, Let's sing Wrong Love.

The director nodded, Okay, then go and cooperate with the musicians later, because they are all classic songs, so today we only allocate one hour to everyone. Your time is from seven to eight in the evening.

Lin Qingbei nodded.

After the director finished his explanation, he left.

Ning Meng didn't like socializing, so after Lin Qingbei sent the director away in person, he turned around and saw her picking up her phone again, as if she was waiting for news from someone.

But the other party should be busy, and she didn't reply, so she looked a little lonely.

Lin Qingbei lowered his eyes.

He didn't say a word, walked to the side, picked up a pen and paper to write and draw on it.

The original song Wrong Love was very good, but he had some new insights and wanted to make some changes.

After writing and drawing for two hours, Lin Qingbei stood up, walked to Ning Meng, and handed her the revised song.

Ning Meng:? ?

She looked at the paper blankly: What's wrong?

Lin Qingbei said with a clear and pleasant voice: I want to adapt this song, can you take a look at the score?

Ning Meng didn't even look at it, and said directly, Yes.

Lin Qingbei paused: Don't you take a look?

Ning Meng waved her hand: Don't look at it, you must have changed it correctly. Just find a musician to cooperate with it later.

Lin Qingbei is a singer-songwriter, even more talented than Li Haojie. It is written in the book that all the songs after him are written and composed by himself.

So, how could something go wrong?

Besides, she doesn't know music, so just leave it to him.

Lin Qingbei was stunned.

It is such an attitude of full trust.

His heart was bulging, as if it was filled with something.

Just as he was about to say something, a message came from the girl's cell phone.

Ning Meng's eyes lit up, and she looked down at Huo Beichen's reply: 【Understood. 】

Her heart was beating wildly with excitement.

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