"Sister Mei, I want to sing another song."

"What?"

"The quality of these two songs is too poor, and they don't really suit my style."

Seeing that he was still disgusted, Wang Mei looked a little unhappy: "Han Lan, please understand your position first, okay? Even if you debuted as a child and achieved some results, that is all in the past! You are all

How long have you been missing? The entertainment industry has long forgotten you! Now you are just a new trainee! What qualifications do you have to complain about this and that? There is no way I can find someone to help you write songs!"

"Sister Mei, you may have misunderstood, I mean I have my own original songs."

"Huh?" Wang Mei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Your own original song? You can write songs?"

Xia Ningxuan also advised: "Han Lan, although the quality of these two songs is average, they are actually much better than the works of newcomers."

Forget it about Wang Mei. In front of a beauty like Xia Ningxuan, Han Lan definitely couldn't admit that she was not good enough. She stood up and indicated that she needed a piano. Xia Ningxuan stood next to Wang Mei and hugged her arms to watch him perform.

"Can you also play the piano?" Wang Mei asked.

Han Lan pressed the keys nervously, trying to get a feel for it. He could play the piano, both before and after time travel. As one of the top mercenaries in the world before time travel, his life was more than just playing the piano.

Shooting to kill, there is a retired SAS (British Army Special Air Service) veteran in his mercenary group. I heard that he learned piano before joining the army. In his spare time, he will also play a few songs for his old comrades. Of course, for most comrades,

They all played the piano to others, but Han Lan was very interested and learned a little bit. After time travel, his body had already learned the piano, so he still had some impressions.

He took a deep breath and tried to recall the rhythm in his mind. His fingers played awkwardly.

Wang Mei also calmed down. Although Han Lan was very unfamiliar with playing, it was clear that he could indeed play the piano.

Xia Ningxuan was also a little more curious. She had never heard of this prelude. The rhythm was very strong, and there were occasional flaws. It was probably Han Lan who played it wrong.

At this time, the prelude was over, Han Lan's emotions were brewing, and her voice was still a bit vicissitudes as she sang: "The feeling of the bitter sand blowing on the face, like a father's scolding and a mother's crying, will never be forgotten..."

This song "Sailor" is considered an old song in his world, but the classics never get old. Sometimes when receiving escort missions, he would always sing along with the sea breeze and waves, even a few of his mercenary group

Foreigners have all followed suit.

They say this is a song for men!

After a narrative-like singing, the accompaniment became more powerful, and the climax came!

"... He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing. Wipe away your tears and don't be afraid. At least we still have dreams! He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing. Wipe away your tears and don't ask why..."

A good song always makes you feel something and remember it after listening to it once.

After the first climax, Wang Mei and Xia Ningxuan had its melody naturally echoing in their minds. When the second climax came, they would hum along unconsciously. Maybe they just opened their lips slightly and did not sing out.

, but its appeal is unquestionable.

This is far from comparable to the two songs provided by Wang Mei!

After singing the song, Han Lan relaxed a little, looked up at them and grinned: "How was it? Is it okay?"

Xia Ningxuan has not yet recovered from the shock that the music brought to her. After listening to Han Lan's words, she couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised: "It's a good song, a classic that can be sung for many years! It's great, I like its climax very much."

, very inspiring...what’s its name?”

"sailor."

"Sailor? Did you really write this?" Wang Mei looked at him in disbelief.

Han Lan shrugged and admitted shamelessly: "Of course, if you haven't heard of it, of course it's my original creation!"

Wang Mei stopped asking, even if he asked someone to help write it, it was indeed a good song anyway. She believed that as long as a better platform was provided, the song would become popular and spread quickly.

Definitely not low!

"It's really rare to hear such good songs these days..."

"Then Sister Mei, when I get on stage, I'll sing this song, right?"

Wang Mei hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "The song is a good song, but I'm afraid its style won't be accepted by fans..."

"Why?" Han Lan couldn't understand.

"Because it doesn't conform to the trend."

"trend?"

Wang Mei also sighed helplessly: "Han Lan, the idol market has basically been fixed. To put it bluntly, you want to compete with other idol trainees for fans. And the songs they sing are not of this style, so

There is a high probability that their fans will not appreciate it and will not pay for it. This is your first debut, so I don’t recommend you to take risks and bet that fans will like you, an outlier."

Han Lan was very unhappy, but she still tried to calm down her emotions and cooperated to integrate into the circle: "Okay, Sister Mei, what song do you think I should sing?"

Wang Mei hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Can you rap? Their style tends to be this way recently."

Han Lan was slightly startled: "Chinese rap?"

"Hmm, of course, it doesn't have to be pure rap, just a little bit of rap. It's best to sing fast, so fast that people can't hear what is being sung..."

“It’s hard to hear what’s being sung?”

Han Lan couldn't help but think of a pop music mogul in his mind. Alas, he smiled!

"Is there any?" Xia Ningxuan asked expectantly.

"Yes, of course." Han Lan walked out, took a deep breath, flexed his tongue, and licked his dry lips while recalling the days of sparring with his black comrades.

"Come!"

After saying that, Han Lan covered her mouth with her hands: "Puff, puff, puff..."

There is no DJ in the practice room, so I will play some bboxing and rhythm by myself first to get a feel for it.

"Do you know how to bbox?" Wang Mei was shocked. What the hell? It's not even written on these resumes!

Han Lan didn't have time to explain to her, so she took advantage of her state and said: "Put your hands up...Put your hands up... Who is this? Welcome to the party! My world, in the spacious

Main Street! Play music and recite some nonsense..."

After all, it was a bit awkward without a DJ when rapping, but the extremely fast speaking speed and rhythmic rapping still stunned the two of them.

In the middle of the climax, a falsetto came on that stunned the two of them.

After singing the song, the two of them were stunned and didn't understand a few words.

Just kidding, in Jay Chou's "Quit All at One Breeze", he actually ruined his reputation in order to compete with his black comrades.

"Sister Mei, how are you?"

The corner of Wang Mei's mouth twitched slightly: "It's pretty good, that's it. Ningxuan, are you free this afternoon? Help him improve the falsetto part..."

"no problem."

"I'll find someone to help you arrange the music and make the accompaniment."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Mei! Thank you, Teacher Xia!" Han Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead. It seemed that he was truly accepted by his agent.

“Oh, by the way, the most important thing is whitening! Losing muscle! Don’t forget it!”
Chapter completed!