Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!Moriusi was disappointed.

He didn't drink it for several days.

I was looking forward to it last night.

"Why did you sleep so late last night."

"I'm writing lyrics for the new drama," Yan Su yawned.

"Let me see," Moleusi stepped in.

Yan Su remembered the advice he gave yesterday and did not hide it, and after showing it to him, he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Mo Liuxi glanced at the lyrics roughly, painted and changed, and changed and painted, but I have to say that Yan Su is sensitive to music. Yesterday she just ordered her a few words at random, and she grabbed the point, and The lyrics are also very beautiful.

"How do you feel?" Yan Su protruded his small head from the bathroom while brushing his teeth, his eyes full of hope.

"If you want to compete with Ye Yunyang and Pei Wei by this, it's a little bit worse," Mo Liuxi got up and took a cup of milk.

Yan Su spit out the toothpaste quickly and asked, "How do you know Ye Yunyang and Pei Wei are my competitors?"

Mo Liuxi paused with the cup in his hand. After a few seconds, he calmly replied, "After going back yesterday, I chatted with friends in the film and television circle casually and learned that."

Yan Su suddenly, without doubt, "Then you think I'm a little bit worse."

"Please beg me," Mo Liuxi flicked her eyes.

"..."

Yan Su took a breath and reminded, "You seem to be drinking milk from my family."

Drinking the milk of the owner, and then asking the owner to ask him, who is this world?

"Well, I'm making milk for you, and I'm also making a glass for myself," Mo Liuxi nodded, answering without changing his face.

"I really thank you," Yan Su gritted her teeth. If he had mentioned her last night, she really wanted to take the broom to drive him away.

"You're welcome," Mo Liuxi looked at her angry cheek bulging and suddenly smiled in a good mood, "Forget it, for the sake of the neighbors, let me tell you, your words are too tangled in literature and art, Sometimes it’s too literary, and some people don’t understand it."

"But Li Dao itself is a very literary person, I have seen the lyrics of his previous theme song..."

"It used to be this way, but in recent years his taste in listening to music has changed," Mo Liuxi said after seeing Yan Su's eyes brightened.

"Do you know Li Dao?" Yan Su looked envious and admired.

"It's strange, the circle is so big, but I won't give you a back door, this kind of thing still depends on strength," Moriusi turned and took a sip of milk.

"I didn't say to go backstage," Yan Su whispered, "but will you pit me."

Mo Liuxi smiled angrily, "What good is it for me to love you, love it or not."

He didn't care about her after he finished talking, sitting quietly at the table and enjoying breakfast.

When Yan Su changed clothes, he had already left.

There was a glass of her milk on the table, but the time was a little long and the taste was slightly cool.

...

In the next few days, Yan Su was thinking about writing lyrics. Sometimes, when Mo Liuxi passed the entrance of the music classroom, she would see her sitting at noon and playing the guitar arranger.

Once passing by, Yan Su stopped him, "Do you want me to play and sing?"

"Want me to point you?" Mo Liuxi raised her eyebrows and walked in, moved a chair to sit opposite her, her right leg overlapped her left leg, "Bounce it."

Yan Su closed his eyes, pretending he didn't see him pulling and proud, and strumming the guitar.

A ray of sunlight outside the window fell through the treetops and landed on her dark hair and shoulders. She lowered her head, her face was white and soft, her eyelashes were thick and slender, her lips wriggled, and her voice sang gently from her throat. Come out, pleasing to the ears.