Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 908: Hitting Her Dark Eyes

The autumn wind is refreshing.

A yellow leaf fell in curls and fell on her hair.

She didn't realize it, but only immersed herself in her world.

Her fingers are long, white and slender.

I didn't wear any ornaments on my hands, but I just felt comfortable.

Molucy stared at her, his eyes flashing.

In such an afternoon, listening to her singing, the sun shrouded the floor, he just felt that the peace in his heart seemed to be twiddled with strings.

The years are quiet, but it seems so.

It ’s just a pity that when I got to the back, the song was a bit intermittent, and it could n’t continue anymore. Yan Su looked up, her cheeks were a little red.

"Are you going to fill in a song?" Molucy's long fingers tapped his thigh.

I remember not hearing Li Ming said.

Li Ming is not such a demanding person.

"No, it's just that the words have already been filled in. I want to try to compose the song myself," Yan Su said softly. "Even if I lose the election later, I can change it a little to make a new song."

"You compose it by yourself?" Moluci was surprised. Although he has not touched the music industry, he also knows that it is not easy to compose a song, and now many young singers have several composers, and there is a music behind team.

It can only be said that she is really talented, and she has outstanding music skills in all aspects.

"Yeah," Yan Su nodded. "Although my team has done a good job, I prefer to make it myself. Do you think Li Ming will like it?"

"How do I know, I'm not Li Ming," Molusi said after seeing her eyes lost.

Exquisite thin lips move slightly, "But I think that you have a few places where the song has been raised too high. In fact, it is not necessary to be so high. Music is not a high voice to move people. What people want is to resonate. Well, I have heard your previous songs. In fact, others are not very good at singing. If you sing a little better, after the movie became popular, KTV ’s on-demand rate will increase. This is also a source of income and will help your fame. "

Yan Su froze. It seemed to be such a reason. Her production team had previously discussed this with her. "Then you think ... where you need to lower the pitch."

Molucy went to her side, bent over and looked at the arranger in front of her, pointing to a lyrics somewhere and saying: "here?"

Yan Su marveled, "You have a good memory, and remember it once you listen."

Mulliucci was praised quite well. Although praises for such things have been praised and numb, it seems pretty good to say from her mouth.

"I must have a good memory as a director."

"Then you listen to my tone down again," Yan Su said again.

Moriusi closed his eyes and felt carefully, "It doesn't need to be so low."

Yan Su raised another key.

One listens, one tunes.

Unconsciously more and more students pass by outside, and the afternoon class is about to begin.

"It's almost time to go to class," Yan Su lowered her guitar and stood up.

"Well," Molucy squinted at the leaves that had been tangled in her hair, suddenly reaching out and touching her head.

"what happened?"

Yan Su raised her head and looked up from this angle, just hitting the boy's short swan-like soft hair and eyelashes, her dark eyes shone like stars, reflecting her petite figure next to him.

Molucy's eyes moved slightly, hitting her black eyes.

Fourth more. . . Then write the fifth, I am a streaking person every day

(End of this chapter)