Chapter 77 Middle 2 Girls

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 even want to be famous. 】

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and they are talented and dare not be, as long as I can help you."

【Why are you so good to me, who are you? 】

Xiao Yan looked at his sleeping daughter Jiajia, and replied, "You can think of me as an angel."

[Is Miss Wang so humorous? 】

"Isn't it? Your two new songs are on the street. I will write new songs for you immediately. Otherwise, your popularity will become lower and lower until it gets cold."

There are many singers who are like this. If there are no new works that you are familiar with and continue to appear, or if you participate in more variety shows that can attract fans, the worst thing is to make news and keep yourself on the headlines of the entertainment front page. A very temporary star, will eventually be forgotten by people.

Not to mention that people like Nalan Yanran are only regarded as Internet celebrities by everyone.

[Well, you are my angel. 】

Nalan Yanran finally felt a little better after these two hard days. [Miss Wang, when are you going to write the third song for me. 】

"You don't think of me as a friend anymore, why should I still write songs for you?"

Xiao Yan changed his sitting position to save people from the water and fire, and his tone could naturally be arrogant.

[I don't treat you as a friend there. Didn't I tell you everything before? You don't treat me as a friend, and you don't tell me anything about you. 】

"I'm a little more mysterious, isn't it more attractive to you?"

[I'm not a child anymore, you know, I'm already a child's mother, this kind of mystery can attract little girls, but it has no effect on me. 】

"Then write a new song for you, will it work?"

[Well, the premise is a song as good as "Invisible Wings". 】

Xiao Yan could see that although Nalan Yanran received the new song "Decent", she still didn't want to talk to her right away, she just said: "It's very late, rest early, don't put anything on the Internet recently. In your heart, after all, you did nothing wrong."

【yes! What's wrong is this world-]

"Secondary girl?"

Xiao Yan was a little dumbfounded.

[It's an old woman in the middle school. Now I really feel old for the first time, I didn't feel it before...]

"Don't pay attention to what is said on the Internet. You are still very young and beautiful. Sing the new song tomorrow. If you don't have enough time, don't broadcast it tonight."

【Are you distressed that I was scolded? 】

"I'm worried you've ruined your new song."

【OK then…】

【Good night! 】

"Good night."

Nalan Yanran ended 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 wants to be her angel, and the songwriter of the new song has also changed her name. Could this person really be a man? ’

'I still play mystery, and when I was the most sad, I shot, this is obviously giving help in the snow. ’

…

After drying her hair, Nalan Yanran lay down in soft pajamas and prepared to rest. Her mind was full of the insulted words in the past two days, but she thought of the comfort of her daughter Jiajia tonight and the songwriter Angel.

Cousin Nalanzhao, who has been working hard with the company's public relations team, Nalan Yanran feels that she is still very happy.

It's just that at this moment, there is no one around to embrace and accompany, and women are always lonely at night and hope to have someone to rely on.

Before the divorce, Xiao Yan was very infatuated with her. After all, she was very beautiful, with good skin and a great figure. Xiao Yan always liked to sleep with her in his arms.

But now, even the stranger [Ms. Wang] cared about her, while that ex-husband Xiao Yan didn't even have a text message at night.

"I was really blind back then. How could I find such a ruthless and unrighteous man? It's a pity that I still miss him, and I still want to earn money to help him pay off his debts..."