MTL - I am Trapped on the Same Day for a Thousand Years-Chapter 175 Boss, he knows...

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"That.-" Song Wei will be suspicious, see Wu Chen's attitude. She is really not good to say anything, some feel that Wu Chen is overconfident because of the red burst of "Little Spirit Antidote". But she won't say this. ,

"That (love i) (love qing): .." Song Yi thought of the first.

"What is the style type?" Wu Chen asked again.

"Style:-::抒(情qing): The chorus can be fast in the Qin-point:.." Song Yu is very slow, dragging a long sound and again. "It is better to have a little punk."

Wu Chen smiled and picked his eyebrows and nodded his head. A look of "good no problem" table (love qing). The theme of (love i) (love qing), but the addition of punk elements, especially in the most important part of the chorus, this seems to be a sudden, not actually conflict. Very famous songs are melody beautiful at the beginning, and the rhythm is up to the chorus, but suddenly it is dry.

This contrast can highlight the explosive power of the chorus.

But it is also difficult to write l

However, this is not true for Wu Chen.

He has a bunch of songs that have been confirmed to be "five and seventy-years". The songs of the songs are just a few. (I love i) (love qing) is the biggest theme in the song, so.. Wu Chen is ready-made. of!,

"I mentioned - is it too much?

The more confident she is, the more she feels in her heart. "If you don't... (I love i) (love qing) as the theme _ you can write it casually..."

"Then I wrote." Wu Chen did not say anything more, the beginning of the brush brush was written on the book.

Still - no pauses

Wu Chen wrote super fast, it seems that I don't have any thoughts! Song Song looked. I began to think that Wu Chen was taking out the songs written before, but it didn't feel right, because what song was written today. Only smelled her.

Ten minutes, Wu Chen wrote the lyrics

In less than ten minutes, Wu Chen wrote the notation.

Then the mixing part Wu Chen marked the instrument, marked the harmony and the different stages of the singing. Wu Chen knows the sound line of Song Song when he sings, and also knows her habit of singing, so his mark is all aimed at ((xing xing) xing).

Wait for Wu Chen to write well. Song Yu shines on the contents of the book, and can go directly to record the sample. And no one else needs to guide the correction.

It took about half an hour before and after.

Wu Chen wrote it. I handed the book back to Song Wei and then smiled. "Look.

Song Yu took the past and looked down.

"Give me a song:--." Song Yu recited a sentence, she read the song name, it is called "Give me a song"

This is a song that has just begun to be small and fresh, and the chorus part = the next one. Telling (love i) (love qing), will give people = a kind of cool feeling song.-.

Because it is just text. So Song Yi can't judge, what is the final feeling of this song.

But it’s written very well from the lyrics."

"Thank you, the senior." After reading Song, he did not evaluate how the song was. Instead, thank you to Wu Chen.

"Sell you, thank you." Wu Chen smiled.

It seems to remind Song Song.

"Oh yes." Song Wei should come over and take out the mobile phone. "Master's card number

+I gave you 100,000 pieces and divided them into contracts. If we want to share the news, I will definitely not pay attention to it..."

Guotian code. "Wu Chen opened the mobile phone to collect the QR code. The phone was placed flat on the table and pushed over." 4y

Wu Chen knows that Song Yu is simply a penguin in the micro-information. There are millions of pocket money.

Song Wei scan code payment.

Fifteen to the account

"Okay, let's do it today. I still have something..." Wu Chen put away the phone.. He stood up.

"Well, senior::: So first." Song Yi also stood up. In fact, she was also anxious to leave, she had to go back to record songs and did not want to delay a little time. "The seniors will make another appointment, I will invite you to dinner, let's talk again."

"Yes, gone." Wu Chen did not talk nonsense. Gathered = under the suit u to Song Yu - laugh. Turn (body sh n) high.

At the time of Bai Ling’s table, Wu Chen looked at Bai Ling, who was playing with the information on his mobile phone.

Bai Ling seems to have not paid attention to Wu Chen. _ Until Wu Chen walked over and turned her back to her. She turned her head and looked at her eyes. Then click the send button of the mobile chat interface a

Song Yu looked at Wu Chen to go out.

I sat down again, and packed up the computer bag I used to carry. Before I put it in, she looked at her mouth and frowned slightly.

She still feels unreliable.

Although Wu Chen wrote this song is also very good, and the theme style is what she decided today, it may be written by Wu Chengang. For Wu Chen's talent. Song Wei will not question

But can it be red? Can it be done? How many long-time singers (body sh n) are a group of professionals. But it is still too angry to say that the new song is not fire. No one listens, red song is very difficult, Wu Chen just writes... How can it be?

Although it is so thought, but Song Ying will definitely go back to record songs.

Money is spent, she must try!

After a few minutes.

On the Dongfeng Road, Wu Chen drove Lamborghini. The speed is not fast or slow.

He frequently looks at the rearview mirror. Because there is always a car tracking him. From the time he left the cafe, there was a car that was just a few minutes away now. There are two cars coming together, three cars: z track him

Wu Chen is not at all surprised.

It took two minutes.

The fourth tracking car finally appeared. The first three cars are the West Car and the = Commercial Vehicle. The fourth car is a -z black (color) off-road vehicle. When Wu Chen’s Lamborghini crossing, he suddenly turned right and followed. __

Wu Chen knows what they want to do (dry gan)

Will give them a chance. But not the current king.

= foot throttle slams down"

Lamborghini suddenly accelerated!

But it didn't speed up too fast. It is ensured that all four cars tracked can follow, but they can't catch up with the interception unless they want to make a big accident. But obviously they don’t want to

that's it.

It took another twenty minutes.

Wanlong Road, Dongcheng District, Donghai City. At the southeast corner of the intersection of Bandung Road and Dongshi Tai Street, it is just above the wide word intersection. There is a commercial building with several floors. This building looks like a lot of years, at least it was built a dozen years ago. The construction style is very advanced and very design. Even if it’s now, it’s not enough.

Lamborghini galloped and approached the building. It starts to slow down. Until he drove off, the four tracking cars were overwritten. = Overtaking. Stop the other three cars in the front and block the road at the rear.

Wu Chen has a brake on his foot. Lamborghini

Directly turn off the fire and pull the key off the car and slam the door. Wu Chen gathers - under the suit, one hand (plugged cha) pocket, God (color) light.

All the four cars around were down. It is a group of black suit bodyguards.

Wu Chen turned his head directly and turned to the "leader", a short-haired bodyguard in his thirties. You don't need to look at their position, Wu Chen knows who is the leader.

This person really went straight to Wu Chen's recent seriousness. "I am very sorry, Mr. Yu. Please go - oh, our boss wants to see you." It is quite polite to say i.

"Walk." Wu Chen laughed, said 4.4 to throw the Lamborghini car key to the short _ hairguards again, "help me park the car l" after he finished, he bypassed the person, directly to the main entrance of the corporate building go with.

The short-haired bodyguard face (color) blame. Did not say anything after indicating that several other people followed Wu Chen, he looked at the car key Wu Chen threw him. Then pull out the phone. Dialed a number.

It was passed soon.

"Is the person intercepted?" It was a very soft woman's voice through the direct opening of the other side.

"Boss::: Intercepted." Short hair bodyguards are even more strange.

"What's wrong?" The woman heard the bodyguard's tone is not right.. "He doesn't cooperate?"

"No, no." The bodyguard immediately raised his head and looked up at the top of the corporate building. There were four signboards at the top of the building--Senyu Group l

"Boss, he is now downstairs. Stop the car: - He wants to know... you are looking for him." The bodyguard's tone is not very certain.

"What? l" proverb Rang sound - male. _

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