The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

"I'll help you write the lyrics."

Yan Qin said without hesitation that very few people in the circle knew that he could also write lyrics, but he seldom wrote lyrics, only when he felt very strong, he would write lyrics by the way.

Lin Sui readily agreed, putting his palms on the tea table.

This is the place where Yan Qin used to create on weekdays. He writes casually and doesn't like to be confined in the study. He prefers to sit on the floor and write on the coffee table, so he specially customized a large coffee table.

Lin Sui uses the coffee table as a fulcrum and is placed on the edge.

"You have a birthmark on your leg."

Yan Qin didn't notice last night that the butterfly-shaped birthmark flapped its wings and flew past his soul.

"What is your voice when you sing? I need to know the characteristics of your voice so that I can write a song that suits you."

Yan Qin asked the question seriously, perhaps with some other thoughts, all as the young man's coveted revenge for his talent.

"at this time?"

"Breath is something a good singer must handle perfectly."

Everyone in the circle knows Sui An's temper. He is strict with himself, and he is also strict with his partners. He is very picky. If the song is not perfectly interpreted by the other party, he will not cooperate again.

He has never deliberately made things difficult for singers, but today seems to be an exception.

It is clear that when the singer has difficulty speaking, it also makes his breathing more intermittent, making it difficult for him to perform normally.

It is inevitable to be out of tune and out of tune, and it is tactful in the high and low sounds.

In the past, composers with a bad temper and arrogance would think it was noise, but now they think it is more moving than the siren's singing.

He didn't hesitate to praise: "Your voice is very nice."

On this workbench that accompanied him day and night, lay the stunner who fascinated him, and the rules turned into clouds.

When Lin Sui left, he took off his pair of jeans and Yan Qin's top.

The white shirt he wore has become garbage, and it will end up in the same place as those discarded paper balls.

Yan Qin looked at the contact information written on the score, and when the door was closed, he came back to his senses and realized that he didn't know the name of this person at all.

One night and one day, like an overly charming dream.

Yan Qin hurriedly opened the door to stop the man, but the elevator had already descended, and he ran to the window, but he couldn't see the man.

Ziyou's home, where he had always been alone, became somewhat empty for no reason.

That person left so gracefully, aren't you afraid that he will go back on his word?

Yan Qin looked at the contact information on the paper, and was a little angry, why did he leave so quickly.

However, Yan Qin would not regret it. He added this number to his contacts, and he paused for a moment while entering the notes. The butterfly birthmark on the youth's leg flashed in his mind. With his fingertips, he typed [Blue Butterfly 】.

According to this number, Yan Qin searched social software again and sent a friend request.

The opponent's head is his wrist, and the red beads on the black rope are very beautiful.

What Yan Qin thought about was the bite mark left on his wrist bone yesterday, which was more beautiful.

The other party passed quickly, but didn't send him a message, or even say hello!

Yan Qin felt an unspeakable resentment in his heart, so he clicked into his circle of friends.

It shows that it can only be seen for three days, and there is no movement.

The background of the circle of friends is a piece of blue sky, Yan Qin stared at it for a while, and confirmed that this is an ordinary sky.

Yan Qin couldn't help sending someone a message, but it wasn't a greeting, it seemed very businesslike.

[Sui'an]: Do you have any requirements?

【S】: Don't be too personal with yourself.

Yan Qin's eyes widened, and he asked why in a very puzzled manner.

Why don't you want a song with his personal style? Is it because you are afraid that others will know that it is his song? Is it ashamed to sing his song?

Yan Qin thought that the young man came to him because of his fame and talent. Even if he didn't sing full marks, as long as his name was there, he could quickly gain attention, but this vaguely revealed the feeling of "avoiding suspicion". Why?

【S】: I don't want others to know that this song is from you. Of course, I will not advertise that this is my work, or put someone else's name on your work.

【S】: There is no reason, the song should be simple.

Lin Sui didn't want to cause trouble. He took this song because he was going to participate in that variety show to fulfill the original owner's wish. He didn't want to attract attention and unnecessary trouble in advance in the circle. An amateur let the ace song be his songwriting, don't even think about it Knowing how many speculations there will be, Lin Sui just wants others to focus on the song itself.

When he can gain a foothold in the music scene, those voices will naturally be indifferent.

Of course, a large part of the reason without telling the truth is his bad taste.

He just intentionally teased Yan Qin who had not recovered his memory. No need to think about how much Yan Qin on the other side of the screen was scratching his head.

Not only to impress him, but also to make him toss and turn day and night.

As Lin Sui expected, Yan Qin has been entangled in staring at the phone for a long time.

He asked the other party's name, but did not get an answer, and he suffered from insomnia that night.

His mind is full of the appearance and voice of a young man. When he eats, he thinks of him drinking milk and biting toast. When he goes into the bathroom, he thinks of him standing here. Even if he wants to write something, he is staring at the workbench.

He thought that his state would be very stuck, but when he was immersed in it and thought about what kind of song he should write for the youth,

Inspiration is endless, too much and too complicated.