I Don't Want To Be Famous!

The streets of Hengdian are noisy.

People are sometimes stingy.

An Xiao naturally does not recognize the word.

But she still left the room.

Of course when she stepped out of the room, she stomped the floor with her hate.

The sun is still bright.

She hates it.

Hate herself for being upset.

Now a casual ordinary person can bully her!

What is this?

How could she accept it?

She couldn't accept it.

But...

She still succ.u.mbed to reality.

She didn't believe in Lu Yuan, a stranger, but she believed in Wang Xun Xue.

At least, Wang Xun Xue won't lie to her.

At least, [To Alice] won't lie to her.

Maybe life is a gamble. If you win, you'll make money. If you lose, you'll lose...

At most a little tired legs.

No big deal.

.................

"Any pen and paper?"

"For what?"

"Writing song."

"Can you really write?"

"Yeah."

"No need to prepare?"

"Talented people don't need to prepare."

"Hmph!"

Lu Yuan looks very arrogant, but for a now Wang Xun Xue couldn't suppress the arrogance of Lu Yuan.

No one has ever described himself as talented.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be bragging.

Wang Xun Xue could only use the word "Hmph!" to ridicule Lu Yuan to show her disdain.

But Wang Xun Xue eventually returned to her Lamborghini and brought back a pen and a book.

The book exudes a faint fragrance.

It's the smell of orchids.

Lu Yuan took the book and touched it with his hand.

"If it's drafting, don't draft it in my notebook."

"I don't make drafts."

"Write it directly?"

"Yes."

"You sure?"

"Talented people don't need to make drafts, wrote a few typos at most." Lu Yuan showed his arrogant expression.

"An Xiao needs a good song, not a joke, I'm not kidding with you!" Wang Xun Xue face was slightly cold.

She felt that Lu Yuan was playing around.

Writing a song has never been easy.

And it takes a lot of inspiration.

She did see many talented creators, but their creativity never came overnight.

It's acc.u.mulated.

Yes, it takes a lot of acc.u.mulation, acc.u.mulation of experiences, acc.u.mulation of years.

"My face is serious, I'm not kidding."

"Then I'll wait and see." Wang Xun Xue looked at Lu Yuan coldly with her hands folded on her c.h.e.s.t.

"Ok."

Lu Yuan picked up the pen and wrote on the first page of the book.

Wang Xun Xue looked down at Lu Yuan's hand.

Lu Yuan is fast. It doesn't look like he is writing lyrics, but he is copying lyrics.

As for the font, it's really in a bad shape.

It took a long time before Wang Xun Xue recognized what the word was.

Is this the right writing style for a talented creator?

Are you kidding!

The expression on Wang Xun Xue face became colder.

About three minutes later, Lu Yuan finished writing and sighed with relief.

Lu Yuan hasn't written anything for a long time, and Lu Yuan is not quite used to it.

"Well, are you done?"

"Yeah."

"So fast?" Wang Xun Xue pressed down her anger deeply.

Four minutes!

It took only four minutes from picking up the pen to writing a song.

Isn't this nonsense!

This lyrics must be absolutely messy.

Wang Xun Xue showed a chilled expression on her face, and she now felt that Lu Yuan was totally mischievous.

Lu Yuan's expression seemed like mischief in her eyes.

"Take a look at it." Lu Yuan handed the book to Wang Xun Xue, without the arrogance he had before, but looked slightly modest.

Be low-key, low-key.

"Um." Wang Xun Xue took the book, glanced at it, but after seeing part of the lyrics she widened her eyes and stared incredibly at Lu Yuan. "Is this what you really wrote?"

"As you can see, I wrote it from the beginning to the end." Lu Yuan touched his hand and looked at the street with a profound and deep meaning, seemingly hiding many stories.

Silence.

Don't talk, don't say extra words!

Just wait for it now!

Just wait for the applause and the worship.

"One song, five typos and what is this word?" Wang Xun Xue pointed the word. "Is this words written by a schoolboy?"

"??????"

The imaginary worship did not appear, but a speechless expression?

Lu Yuan is heartbroken.

"Dont worry about the words. What's important is to look at the lyrics."

Lu Yuan looked at Wang Xun Xue, but saw Wang Xun Xue's expression suddenly faded.

She doesn't seem to care, but her hand held the book firmly.

She looks like she's holding a treasure, and a little excited.

Lu Yuan glanced at her slightly, at the corner of his mouth, smiling.

This is the typical girl with the mouth saying no.

But the body is honest.

Crunch!

"Your takeaway has arrived!"

At this time, An Xiao pushed the door open carrying three takeaways and a pack of "Red Orchid" with a lot of resentment, then she threw the takeaways on top of the table in front of Lu Yuan.

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded and glanced at An Xiao with a sullen expression on his face, he said "You didn't spit on my food, right?"

"What! You say it again!" When An Xiao heard this sentence, her face suddenly changed, and she was about to get violent with Lu Yuan.

Is she such a pathetic person?

"Don't... don't... I'm just kidding, don't ..." Lu Yuan surrendered quickly.

"I'm person with quality, okay... Not as shameless as you!"

"I have quality too, and I am not stingy!"

"Hmph! Now the "Red Orchid" is delivered and the food is brought. When will you write my song!?"

"Wrote it." Lu Yuan picked up the takeaway and ate it, coping with her casually.

"What?"

"I said the lyrics were written."

"Wrote it? Where is it?"

"In Wang Xun Xue's hand."

"Really?" An Xiao looked at Wang Xun Xue, then saw Wang Xun Xue nodded.

Wang Xun Xue is quiet person but she can always communicate properly, but at the moment she is a bit abnormal and looks too quiet.

After seeing Wang Xun Xue's expression, An Xiao felt strange in her heart.

But she seemed to acknowledged it.

"Sister Xun Xue, can you show me?"

"Alright!"

When Wang Xun Xue handed the book to An Xiao, An Xiao opened the first page of the book then she suddenly widened her eyes looking at the book and turned to looked at Lu Yuan like a ghost.

The stormy sea sets in her heart.

She is a singer.

A professional singer.

She can naturally judge which songs are good and which songs are bad.

The accomplishment of a song has a lot to do with lyrics.

So…

"This, this, this ... is it really you who wrote it? You really wrote it in a few minutes when I was shopping outside?"

An Xiao stuttered.

She was shocked!

There was only shock on her face.

Yes, only shock!

She looked at Lu Yuan, like she meet the devil.

"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.

"You, you, you ... you ..." An Xiao still stuttered "then ... the score of this song, you ..."

"Give me a guitar and I'll give you a world." Lu Yuan chew the rice, only to find that today's rice is delicious, especially the chicken leg, it looks very delicious.

"Don't, don't ... don't eat ..." An Xiao screamed subconsciously after watching Lu Yuan pick up a chicken leg.

"What?"

"This chicken leg is not tasty ..."

"ha?"

"Anyway don't eat."

"Is there anything I can't eat? Seriously... is it poisonous?" Lu Yuan shook his head, put a chicken leg in his mouth.

Then bite...

Crack...!

The sound of broken teeth rang in the room.

Lu Yuan covered his mouth...

"That... that chicken leg fell to the ground ... I ... I'm afraid its wasted...so..." An Xiao looked at Lu Yuan weakly.

"..." Lu Yuan's face was blue and purple for a while, and he looked exceptionally painfull.

He even wanted to shout 'F.u.c.k you, bitch!'.