Feng Lan didn't feel a little guilty about this at the beginning, she had to live it up and down, after all, her uncle was still complaining about refusing to go to work. Right now, she is the only one in the family who has a source of income! And recently transferred back to the old unit, the salary is not as good as when I was in school.

After dinner, An Zhi and Xiao Chen discussed about tomorrow's song recording in the living room.

Jiang Anzhi sketched on the form that Brother Chen brought, and the two of them were so busy that they didn't even look up.

Feng Lanchu consciously went back to her room to check Weibo.

On Weibo, Li Yue's news is still hotly searched. And Jiang Feng Yuhuo Chaohua's experts came out to make a fuss again. They enlarged Li Yue's self-portraits infinitely, and restored the dynamics of people as small as ants in the pictures.

In the picture, Jiang Anzhi is taking pictures of Feng Lanchu, Qin Zhuo, and Captain Gongbu, while Zhao Dao is beside Anzhi, with his hips on his hips, laughing happily.

Fans screamed and wanted to steal Anzhi's camera.

At this time, Jiang Anzhi's Weibo and personal promotional blog were also bombarded by fans' messages, and everyone humbly begged for a group photo of climbing the Great Wall.

However, their demands are destined to be ignored, because the Lord is busy in the living room.

Feng Lan swiped Weibo for a while at the beginning, then turned it off in a lack of interest.

Thinking of going to record the song tomorrow, she honestly took out the sheet music that Jiang Anzhi had given her, and planned to hold her feet temporarily. After all, Anzhi will be watching her record the song tomorrow, so it shouldn't cause too much trouble to his work.

"Tiankai Picture"

Climb to the mountains and rivers, enjoy the springs and stones

suddenly

out of bounds

Journey to the Nine

The wind and the moon are gone, the mountains and rivers are barren

a word of nature

People have to make friends is Fengyue

Tiankai picture is Jiangshan

Jiang Anzhi's lyrics are beautifully written, and the song is also very pleasant to hear, but she sings it out of the ordinary, and always feels that she will smash Anzhi's brand.

While thinking about this problem, the phone turned on, and I clicked on it to see the dialog box of the Guardian Squad.

It should be that other people have also received Jiang Anzhi's email. At this moment, rainbow farts resounded in the group.

Qin Zhuo: Brother An! Just now my boss sent me your new song, wow, the song is really good too.

Li Yue: As expected of a creative genius, 666.

Zhuang Nan: I'll be counting on you tomorrow @风兰初.

Feng Lanchu:? ? ?

Zhuang Nan: Only you have the strength to compete with me.

Feng Lanchu: ...

Qin Zhuo: Pfft...hahahaha.

Li Yue: It's not impossible, Mr. Xiaofeng has Anzhi to make a small fuss.

Anzhi: Don't be nervous, Mr. Zhang will come to give blessings tomorrow.

On the other side of the phone, when I heard that Zhang Qianyi would appear at the place where the song was recorded, Zhuang Nan suddenly felt ill.

The devil's repetition last time was vivid in his memory, and his voice became hoarse when he sang, but Zhang Qianyi's expression became more and more serious.

Cough, if he could sing melodiously, he would have become a singer long ago.

And I think they never lost in the song-pulling session back then. I really don’t know why when they returned to the real world, all the experience they had back then was useless.

Looking at the sheet music sent by Jiang Anzhi, Zhuang Nan felt even more headache. It's okay if he doesn't understand 1234567, he doesn't even understand the words.

How can a good song be written in classical Chinese? This song doesn't look like it will be popular.

I think of the only popular song he learned back then: I found a penny on the side of the road and gave it to the police uncle.

It is catchy and easy to understand, but Anzhi can't study hard?

Tsk, it seems that I have to find a good time to have a thorough discussion with him another day, maybe it can take his work to a higher level, directly from earning 200 million a day to earning 400 million a day.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Nan became more interested in reading the score.

Bao Gai at his feet watched his 'eldest nephew' humming without any emotion, pricked up his ears for a moment, listened to a few words carefully, frowned, and ran away silently.

Aww~ It hurts my ears!

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