Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

Lu Yan glanced at Zhao Fanjun next to him and gave him a big thumbs-up gesture.

If nothing unexpected happens, the composer and lyricist of this song should be Zhao Fanjun.

An hour ago, he had a conversation with Zhao Fanjun and could clearly feel that the melody of this song was written by Zhao Fanjun.

Zhao Fanjun's face tightened, and he nodded at Lu Yan's gesture.

It seems that Lu Yan knew that this song was written by him.

Mu Lan's voice was very crisp and her voice was very high.

When the song reached the climax, everyone's face showed an intoxicated expression involuntarily.

Sure enough, good songs are very melodious and make people feel better.

Except for the mage Hua Chenyu!

[Wuhu! Mu Lantian is Mu Lantian! This song is really amazing! ]

[Why is this song a little different from the previous one? What went wrong? 】

【Really, compared to Mu Lantian’s previous songs, this song is really not! 】

【Sure enough, everyone feels it? Did she change her style? 】

There are also fans of Mu Lantian in the live broadcast room. Listening to this song that is different from the previous ones, many fans feel the change in style.

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Reba showed a look of intoxication, nodded thoughtfully, and praised with approval:

"It's really beautiful!"

"I really envy Mu Lan, your voice is so great, you are born to be a singer! Awesome!" Liu Yifei said.

Hua Chenyu listened to these songs, and a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This is also called beautiful?

It's not as good as my own.

Why can she be a queen?

Hua Chenyu's rebellious thoughts are like bamboo shoots after the rain, one after another!

Yang Yang listened to Hua Chenyu's whispering and shook his head helplessly.

Others' songs are not good?

Is yours good?

I really don't know how I got the title of a millionaire sound engineer?

This guy dares to criticize anyone!

…

Zhao Fanjun listened carefully, looking at Mu Lan and Lu Yan at the same time.

However, Lu Yan's face was expressionless, just like usual.

"Old Zhao, this song is already very successful, right?

I really admire Mu Lan's singing!

If nothing goes wrong, this song will be on the Chinese music charts in three days, right?"

Zhao Fanjun listened to Huang Fan's words without a trace of joy, but instead his eyebrows were full of sorrow.

"What's wrong?" Huang Fan looked at Old Zhao's abnormal face and was puzzled.

Isn't this singing very good?

Why are you frowning? !

"This song is a fusion of Chinese style, I always feel that something is wrong!"

"Ah? Is there? Why can't I hear it?" Huang Fan shook his head, expressing great confusion.

…

Bai Lu shook Lu Yan's shoulders, holding them tightly:

"Lu... Lu Yan, how about we not compete?"

"She... she sang really well, right?!"

"I... I feel like you can't compete with her."

Speaking of this, Bai Lu looked very nervous, and said in a very serious tone:

"Don't think too much, I don't mean anything else... I don't look down on you."

"After all, she has been famous for three or five years, and you still have great potential!"

After Bai Lu finished speaking, her face turned very red and very hot.

Lu Yan felt the warmth from Bai Lu's palm, looked at her shy face, and quickly pinched her face gently:

"Don't worry!"

Then Lu Yan looked up at Mu Lan next to the Fenghuo Gala, with a playful smile on his lips.

"She won't win!"