Xiao Yan was very moved to see these things. After all, the money was given to him in the end, and it was the first time that he felt the feeling of being taken care of by his book friends.

It's very late. Xiao Yan is ready to go to bed.

The night is very deep, but the sound of rain outside the window still exists, drop by drop, piece by piece, making people upset.

The source of irritability is manwei chat group, and ex-wife Nalan Yanran.

How much want to talk to her, but, he has three numbers, should use that number to talk to her?

It's her ex husband Xiao Yan.

She is still a fan of medicine. I don't think she will pay attention to this number.

He was also the composer of Ci and song.



Sure enough, the number of the songwriter is more useful. It's more than one o'clock in the night, and Nalan Yanran takes the initiative to find it.

Are you asleep, Miss Wang? 】

it's Miss Wang again. Xiao Yan's smile is bitter. I really don't know what kind of surprised expression Nalan Yanran would show one day if she knew that "Miss Wang" was her ex husband.

"Not yet. I'm going to sleep..."

Xiao Yan added another sentence after it. "What's the matter?"

It turns out that Miss Wang is also a night owl. Can you have a chat? A lot of things happened today. 】

Xiao Yan pretended to be hesitant and said, "yes, do you have something on your mind?"

A little bit, but much better than yesterday, because your words wake me up. 】Xiao Yan can feel her vigor from her words. She seems to have a feeling of taking Xiao Yan as a bosom friend. [you said yesterday that my dream is to be a singer, not to be a celebrity on the Internet. It is this that makes me less irritable. Even if a male fan in his 40s said today that if he wanted to meet me for 200000 yuan, I could easily refuse and ask him to respect me. 】

Xiao Yan was very moved, but at the same time, he also felt a bit of joy.

"I watched your live broadcast for a while tonight. Your singing is full of emotion, which makes me very moved What's more, I do notice that a few of the audience who showed up last night didn't show up tonight

[because the audience who didn't show up, one wanted to date me in private, and another wanted to support me. Of course, I didn't agree Forget about the stinky men. 】

Nalan Yanran may be having supper and typing is inconvenient. She just sends out her voice and says, "let's talk about happy things. Although the short videos taken today are not popular, I went to the recording studio to record songs today, which is the song" invisible wings "you wrote to me. Do you know what? Miss Wang, I just recorded it once. Many music teachers said that I sang very well, There is the potential for fire. 】

she continued to be happy: "tomorrow, the company will spend money to operate, and the short video of this new song will be directly popular, and the three major domestic music platforms will also start to hit the list. 】

Xiao Yan was also a little excited. He tried to restrain his voice, otherwise his identity as "Miss Wang" would be revealed.

"Great. It seems that your company is really going to cultivate you into a singer. Congratulations."

[the main reason is that you wrote this original song so well that the company is willing to gamble. It depends on my own fortune whether it can really become popular. 】Xiao Yan cheered her on. "It's sure to get on fire. Believe in yourself." Xiao Yan even promised: "when you get angry, my second song for you is almost ready."

Thank you very much, Miss Wang. You are my benefactor, my bole. 】

"never say that."

Xiao Yan embarrassed way: "you and I also signed the contract, received the money But I'm glad to know you myself

[me too, me too, I don't know why, I'll have a very close sense of familiarity when I talk to you. I think, this should be fate!! 】

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