Not hearing an answer from her brother, Bai Leyao beca displeased and elbowed her brother rcilessly in the waist. Bai Shaoyu winced in pain and inhaled sharply, "You little brat, you..."
"You’re scolding , I’m going to tattle!"
Bai Shaoyu: "..."
Yuran’s piano music suddenly stopped, and Bai Leyao dropped Bai Shaoyu, took a step forward, and quickly rushed to stand beside Yuran. "What happened? Is there sothing wrong?"
Yuran casually grabbed a pen next to her and scribbled a few strokes on Bai Leyao’s musical score, modifying two small parts and smiled, "Just a personal suggestion, I think it might be more reasonable this way, take a look!"
After studying the musical score for a while, Bai Leyao’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she familiarly threw her arms around Yuran’s shoulders, "Yuran, you’re a genius, these changes are amazing!"
Yuran smiled, not thinking the praise suited her very well, "You flatter !"
But Bai Leyao was ecstatic. "It’s not flattery, not flattery at all. Brother, brother, look, just look, after Yuran made these changes, the song’s lody is catchier now! A stroke of genius!"
Yuran: "..."
Bai Shaoyu lowered his eyes, looking at the modified parts his sister was showing him, and slightly startled, said, "Indeed, it’s quite good!"
Bai Leyao took a great interest in Yuran, who was not only different from the person rumored but also more talented, so in just a short two hours, Bai Leyao grew very fond of Yuran and casually let her revise her entire music video script.
The two girls huddled together, chattering all morning, and Bai Shaoyu couldn’t get a word in.
He walked over to a sofa on the side, half-reclining, squinting slightly as he feigned sleep, not closing his eyes completely, occasionally casting his gaze on the pair of them. The two of them put their heads together, bursting into laughter when sothing delighted them, without any celebrity pretense.
Yuran had a lovely smile, with curved eyebrows and slightly upturned lips, extrely infectious.
"Yuran, I’ll follow your official Weibo account, and we can follow each other!" Bai Leyao’s cheerful voice pulled Bai Shaoyu back from his reverie. He saw Yuran at first startled, then she took out her phone to log into her official Weibo.
"Ah..."
His sister, who got scare easily, let out another exaggerated scream. Bai Shaoyu massaged his forehead, exhaling deeply. What now?
Just as he was about to stand up and check, he heard his sister’s voice, full of excitent, "Yuran, so you’re the mysterious Koi! This whole ti, Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword was you?
That’s fantastic, when I post updates, you have to ntion that my album is a big hit!"
Yuran: "...Do you really believe in that?"
"It’s not about belief! You’re really hot right now!" Bai Leyao was very excited, and then sothing occurred to her, pausing mid-action, "Yuran, is that song ’Voicing Love’ by Lin Chen actually written by you?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Intuition..." Bai Leyao smiled, "Because from how skillfully you edited my musical score just now, writing your own songs shouldn’t be a problem for you. But why would your song end up in Lin Chen’s hands? And you know, that song is really nice!"
Bai Shaoyu had been silent all along, just listening to the two of them murmuring.
He thought Yuran would take the opportunity to say sothing, but instead, Yuran just smiled, saying calmly, "The only thing that annoyed was that he didn’t credit the song as agreed upon; the rest doesn’t really bother . The curses on the official Weibo were just said in passing, no other aning, it’s just that he... seems to be particularly unlucky!"
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