Want Me To Let Go? The Backhand Is A Compendium Of Materia Medica

Tong Mengying's face froze, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"I remember, isn't this senior? Sorry, my memory is not very good recently."

Perhaps because she felt that he was obviously unwilling to pay attention to her, Tong Mengying stopped asking for trouble, and the atmosphere in the room became a little cold for a while.

However, this atmosphere did not last long. As Zhou Tianwang's performance ended, the atmosphere in the lounge became lively again.

Luo Ziyi showed a rare hint of nervousness, "Is it my turn to go on stage?"

Chen Feng saw her emotional change and joked: "Yeah, you're not a little nervous, are you? Don't be nervous, just relax. Anyway, you are third in every issue, very stable."

"Bah", Luo Ziyi looked embarrassed. Although he didn't want to admit it, what the other party said was also true.

"Just wait, I will be number one this time." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the stage.

. . .

When Luo Ziyi's picture appeared in the live broadcast room, the song she was going to sing was also displayed on the screen.

Trouble is a friend: Luo Ziyi, lyrics: Chen Feng, composer: Chen Feng, arranger: Chen Feng.

"Awesome, just after switching to a new company, Chen Feng wrote a song for Luo Tianhou?"

"Is this name an English song?"

"I suspect that Luo Ziyi went to Xinghai to ask Chen Feng to write a song for her?"

"It's possible, but no matter what, I'm looking forward to this song."

"Have the two finally cooperated? I remember that Chen Feng rejected the queen several times before."

"..."

Zhou Tianwang was also a little surprised when he looked at the screen in front of him, "The new song you wrote?"

"Yes." Chen Feng admitted frankly.

"Okay, it seems that Ziyi signed the contract with Xinghai to go to you, right?"

"Um, Brother Jie, what you said is a bit off. Rather than saying that she came for me, it's better to say that she came for my songs." Chen Feng's face darkened and he quickly corrected him.

"Haha", Zhou Tianwang laughed loudly, and then said: "It almost means the same thing. Looking at the name, it seems to be an English song?"

"Yeah, it's an English song."

"Okay, then I'll look forward to it."

. . . . . .

During the conversation between the two, a cheerful drum sound came from the screen, followed closely by Luo Ziyi's beautiful singing voice.

"Trouble will find you no matter where you go, oh oh"

(No matter where you hide, trouble will always find you oh oh)

"No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh"

(Whether you are fast or slow, oh oh)

"..."

Zhou Chengjie's eyes lit up and he praised: "Not bad, not bad. The song Ziyi is good. You are quite good."

"Bring it down, Brother Jie, don't think I don't know, you don't understand English!" Chen Feng curled his lips and exposed the other party rudely.

"Haha, I don't understand the lyrics but I can listen to the melody. The speed feels very comfortable." Seeing that he was exposed, Zhou Tianwang did not feel embarrassed at all.

. . .

"The eye of the storm wanna cry in the morn, oh oh"

(Crying loudly in the early morning, like a sudden rainstorm oh oh)

"You're fine for a while but you start to lose control"

(You calmed down for a while but then started to lose control)

"..."

In the live broadcast room, the barrage also became lively. Netizens seemed to be surprised that Luo Ziyi would choose an English song.

"No, Luo Tianhou's English pronunciation is quite standard."

"Can the person upstairs understand you?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't understand this?"

"Uh, I don't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, the music is pretty good."

"This style of music makes people feel so comfortable."

"..."

On the stage, Luo Ziyi, who was originally a little nervous because she sang an English song for the first time, gradually found the feeling, and her singing became more natural as her mood changed.

"He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart"

(He is in the darkness, He is in my heart)

"He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part"

(He is waiting behind the scenes for an opportunity to appear)

“Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine”

(Trouble is a friend, yes, trouble is an old friend of mine)

"Ahh.."

(ah)

"..."

"Brothers, this chorus is so nice."

"As expected of a diva, she can handle even English songs perfectly."

"Isn't it because Chen Feng writes well?"

"Indeed, I won't mention the lyrics, but the melody is really nice."

"By the way, why does Luo Ziyi sing English songs? Could it be that he wants to go global?"

. . . . . .

Tong Mengying, as a popular queen in China who is as famous as Luo Ziyi, is staring at the screen with complicated eyes. Maybe others don't quite understand why the other party sings an English song, but as a competitor, she understands it very well.

The fame of the two of them has reached its peak in China, and there is no possibility of going any further. Therefore, both she and Luo Ziyi have always wanted to hit the overseas market. However, Chinese songs are somewhat limited after all, so they are not interested in overseas markets. They are all in a helpless state.

But now when she saw the other party come up with an English song, Tong Mengying instantly guessed the other party's plan, and her eyes even revealed a hint of envy. At first, she didn't quite understand why the other party would join the small company Xinghai, but now she seems to She understood somewhat. Thinking of this, she unconsciously looked at Chen Feng, with a burning look in her eyes.

"Huh?" Perhaps because he felt something, Chen Feng turned to look at her and secretly complained: "What does this girl's eyes mean? Is she greedy for my body?"

"What are you looking at?"

This sentence directly brought Tong Mengying back to reality. She rolled her eyes at the other person and said faintly: "Junior, your creative ability is quite powerful."

"Of course, I have something more powerful, how about it? Senior sister, do you want to come to our Xinghai?" Chen Feng accepted the compliment with a calm expression.

Tong Mengying looked stunned, and said with a charming expression: "Join Xinghai? Hey, junior, you have a big appetite. With Qinghan as the best actress, and Ziyi as the queen, you actually want to invite me? You have quite a big appetite. It’s just that my sister is worried that you won’t be able to bear it.”

"Can't bear it? Senior sister, you are overthinking." Chen Feng was not moved at all by this senior sister's provocation.