Chapter 72

I'm afraid that even a true master composer would be no more than this.

She originally thought this matter would take at least two or three days.

Of course.

Writing a song fast isn't enough; it also needs quality.

On the other side.

The girl had black lines all over her head.

She always felt there was something wrong with Lin Yan's words.

It's out...

So fast...

How does it sound like something a woman unsatisfied with her desires would say while playing poker.

This shouldn't be said.

"Listen to it..." the girl muttered in her heart, and clicked on the mobile music player.

Immediately after.

The sound of the guzheng started, and then, the desolate sound of the erhu mixed in.

"Ancient style song..."

Lin Yan's eyes lit up.

This was the composition field the girl was best at.

"Red Actor" was also an ancient style song; one "Red Actor" directly topped the charts.

Perhaps this song couldn't reach the quality of "Red Actor," but she figured it wouldn't be too bad either.

She made a judgment in her heart.

Soon.

After listening to the song.

Lin Yan's breathing was rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

The whole song's tune was cheerful; although it was an ancient style song, it was full of dynamism.

Without a doubt, it was very suitable for a girl group song.

It was much better than the song originally selected.

And the girl glanced at Lin Yan's chest.

Hmm~~

Not big.

Far from the scale of Yang Mi's, just an average level.

"This is the one." Lin Yan made the final decision.

"When I was conceiving this song, I also thought about the dance and costumes."

The girl took out a piece of paper with the "Sending Moonlight" Hanfu-style short skirt costume drawn on it.

With her current Level 1 drawing ability, it wasn't difficult to draw.

Lin Yan:????

Her gaze toward the girl became increasingly monstrous.

Dance?

Costumes?

Do you have some misunderstanding about what I meant when I asked for a girl group song?

This is directly providing a full set of services.

She took the paper, glanced at it, and immediately, her eyes lit up again, her breathing became rapid again, and her chest heaved again.

The girl naturally didn't know what Lin Yan was thinking.

She just felt that these things were of no use to her anyway, so she might as well do a good deed to the end.

And.

She had a tiny bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Either don't do something, or if you do it, try to make it perfect.

4:00 PM.

Jiaxing Entertainment.

The six female trainees who were about to participate in the Creation Camp were urgently stopped from their original practice, and everyone was called to a separate practice room to wait.

Where there are many girls, there is naturally no shortage of gossip.

"What is the higher-up doing? I still have a few moves that aren't quite right."

"Don't know."

"So mysterious."

"I just saw the dance teacher yelling angrily at Sister Yan's assistant; I vaguely heard words like 'messing around,' 'playing the piano randomly,' 'what do they know about dancing,' etc. It seems like something big must have happened."

"Could it be that we are changing the dance temporarily? But there is only one week left until the Creation Camp recording starts; is there enough time?"

"Hope the higher-ups don't mess around."

"..."

The girls discussed heatedly, many of them showing worry.

Being a girl group trainee is actually eating a youth meal; every opportunity to debut as a group is crucial to them.

No one wants any trouble at this juncture. ===== CHAPTER 73 =====