Give top Alpha as a Comfort for the Disabled Omega

Lin Nuo has naturally heard of Xu Fanrong's name, and if you know that the songs produced by him are not unpopular.

There are even rumors that if a singer is not popular, it is not because of not working hard enough, but because of the lack of a song by Xu Fanrong.

Xu Fanrong's song, it is no exaggeration to say that a thousand dollars is hard to find.

"It's all just a fake name, sit down, Xiaobai pours them a glass of water." Xu Fanrong walked over from the piano frame and sat on the sofa, "How old are you today?"

When suddenly asked about her age, Lin Nuo was stunned: "I'm 20 years old this year."

"It looks a little small. At first glance, I thought you were underage."

Lin Nuo smiled shyly when he heard the words, and Tang Jue next to him smiled and said, "Omega itself is relatively small. Lin Nuo has composed music by himself before, and this time I came here to ask Mr. Xu to help you with your palms and eyes."

Hearing what Xu Fanrong said just now, Tang Jue quietly fell to the ground, knowing that although he and Xu Fanrong belonged to the same company, Xu Fanrong's habit of paying attention to everything was sometimes very annoying.

If it makes him feel bad at first glance, then he won't have any relationship with you in the future, and he won't waste time paying attention to things like age.

But if it caught his eye for the first time, everything was easy to say.

Obviously, Lin Nuo's first pass today is over.

"Did you bring it, let me see."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Nuo was flattered, and hurriedly handed over the two manuscripts she brought: "Thank you, teacher."

After Xu Fanrong took it, he didn't speak.

Lin Nuo didn't dare to disturb her, so she could only sit on the side nervously.

Tang Jue didn't feel much, after all, from the beginning, he didn't have much hope for Lin Nuo's own arrangement.

"You can play these two pieces." Xu Fanrong suddenly said this, and Lin Nuo responded quickly, "Okay, teacher, can you use the electronic organ for me?"

"up to you."

Tang Jue glanced at Xu Fanrong unconsciously when he heard the words: "Not bad?"

Xu Fanrong looked at the manuscript and nodded: "Although there are some problems that need to be adjusted, it is generally good."

Even Lin Nuo's ideas on arrangement are very spiritual.

Lin Nuolai never thought that she would play the tune she composed in front of Xu Fanrong, but standing next to the piano frame, she was somewhat nervous.

He knew very well that this was Teacher Xu Fanrong's test, and he must not screw it up.

Taking a deep breath, he placed his hands on the piano frame. When the first note fell, Tang Jue, who was sitting on the sofa, was a little surprised.

He has no musical attainments, and can only hear good and bad sounds.

Therefore, his feedback will only be the simplest. As the music continues, the light and cheerful at first gradually turns into a touch of sadness, as if a young man has just fallen in love with a person. The bitterness of not getting a response gradually became sad, and Tang Jue couldn't help but recall a relationship experience when he was young.

Although the last two people didn't get together, the ups and downs went through all the ups and downs in the process of getting there, so that in retrospect for many years, it is still unforgettable.

Cheng Qian and his assistant walked to the door, listening to the voice coming from inside, surprise in his eyes, Xu Fanrong was indeed a master.

After listening quietly for a while, Cheng Qian knocked on the door after the tune stopped: "May I ask Mr. Xu if you have time now..."

Before he finished speaking, the assistant who opened the door said, "Sorry, didn't Mr. Xu express it clearly yesterday? He is very busy now and has no time to pick up your tunes. Mr. Cheng, you should find someone else."

The little assistant was about to close the door after he finished speaking. For someone like Cheng Qian, the little assistant was quite experienced in dealing with him.

"Wait a minute, I came here today to talk to Mr. Xu again. I am willing to pay a high price to buy the piece that Mr. Xu just played. Please tell Mr. Xu what I mean, thank you."

Hearing this, the assistant looked at Cheng Qian with inexplicable eyes: "You made a mistake, the song just now was not written by Teacher Xu."

Cheng Qian: "..."

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Chapter 7 Think for yourself.

Cheng Qian didn't believe what the assistant said. From Zhang Hai's call to the day he came over in person, except for Xu Fanrong's first call, he never saw Xu Fanrong himself, whether it was a phone call or he came over in person.

He almost felt that Xu Fanrong's assistant was malicious towards him.

How could that piece of music just now not come from Xu Fanrong's hand, who else but Xu Fanrong could write such a beautiful piece of music, almost as soon as he heard it, he couldn't wait to take it for himself!

But he knew very well that Xu Fanrong was because he couldn't offend anyone, not only couldn't provoke him, but also hugged him on the thigh.

So I endured the unwillingness in my heart: "Can't you be accommodating? I really like Teacher Xu's songs."

The assistant shook his head: "Mr. Cheng, don't make it hard for me, sorry."

When the words fell, the assistant closed the door without hesitation, then rolled his eyes, he really convinced this person, his hot search is still hanging on the Internet, don't hurry to deal with it, and still have the mood to come here to die It's a bad fight, even if Xu Fanrong agreed to him, according to his current public opinion, can the new album really be released smoothly?