Chapter 77: Middle 2 girl

Although Nalan Yanran hasn't started singing yet, she can feel that this is a good song just by looking at the lyrics and score.
[Miss Wang, you are really a talented person, and you don't want to be famous. 】
"Everyone has ambitions, talents and dare not to be, it would be nice to be able to help you."
[Why are you so good to me, who are you? 】
Xiao Yan looked at his daughter Jiajia, who was already asleep, and said, "You can treat me as an angel."
[Is Miss Wang so humorous? 】
"Isn't it? Your two new songs hit the street, I will write the new song to you immediately, otherwise, your popularity will become lower and lower, until it is cold."
Many singers are like this. If there are no new works that are familiar to you, or if you participate in more variety shows that can attract fans, then you can make news and keep yourself on the headlines of entertainment. Otherwise, most popular The star of the moment will be forgotten in the end.
Not to mention that people like Nalan Yanran are currently regarded as Internet celebrities.
[Well then, you are my angel. 】
Nalan Yanran felt a little better after the sad two days at last. [Miss Wang, when do you plan to write my third song? 】
"You don't think of me as a friend anymore, why should I write songs for you?"
Xiao Yan changed his sitting posture to save people from fire and water. His tone was naturally arrogant.
[I don’t treat you as a friend. I asked you to talk about everything before, but you didn’t treat me as a friend. You didn’t tell me anything about you. 】
"I'm a little more mysterious, isn't it more attractive to you?"
[I am not a child anymore, as you know, I am already a child her mother, this kind of mystery can attract little girls, but it has no effect on me. 】
"Then writing a new song for you will be effective?"
[Well, the premise is that it is as good as "Invisible Wings". 】
Xiao Yan could see that even though Nalan Yanran received the new song "Decent", she still didn't want to talk to her right away. She just said, "That's too late. Rest early. You don't want to put things on the Internet recently. In your heart, after all, you have done nothing wrong."
【Yes! What's wrong is this world]
"Secondary girl?"
Xiao Yan was a little dumbfounded.
[I'm a second-year old woman, I really feel old for the first time now, I didn't even know it before...]
"Don't mind what is said on the Internet, you are still young and beautiful. Sing the new song tomorrow. If you don't have enough time, don't broadcast it at night."
[Do you feel sorry for me being scolded? 】
"I'm worried that you will ruin your new song."
【OK then…】
【good night! 】
"good night."
Nalan Yanran finished the chat and started blowing her hair. Her bedroom was very bright. Whenever she was in a dark mood, she would turn on all the lights in the room.
‘Miss Wang will be her angel, and the songwriter of the new song has also changed his name this time. Is this person’s true identity really a man? ’
‘I’m still playing mystery. I shot when I’m saddest. This is obviously sending charcoal in the snow. ’
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After her hair was blown dry, Nalan Yanran lay down in her soft pajamas and prepared to rest. Her mind was full of words that had been insulted in the past two days, but she thought of her daughter Jiajia's comfort tonight, and the songwriter angel.
Nalan Zhao, a cousin who has been working hard with the company's public relations team, feels that she is still very happy.
It's just that at this moment, there is no one to hug and accompany. A woman is always lonely at night, hoping to have a support.
Before the divorce, Xiao Yan was obsessed with her. After all, she was very beautiful, with good skin and great body. Xiao Yan always liked to sleep with her.
But now, even the stranger [Miss Wang] cares about her, but the ex-husband Xiao Yan doesn't even have a text message at night.
‘I was really blind at the beginning, how could I find such a ruthless and unrighteous man, I still miss him now, and I still want to earn money to help him pay back...’