Lu Jian unconsciously looked at the melody and hummed lightly. He simply sang the lyrics. He didn't read the lyrics at all, but he really sang them-

"Who marry you, who comforts you, who loves to cry—"

"Whoever carries your long hair, who makes wedding dress for you-"

Although Lu Jian's singing skills are mediocre, his pronunciation is always accurate, and he is sure that he is not wrong.

Apart from a few subtle little sound differences, this is simply "You, My Deskmate"!

In surprise, after thinking for a moment, this world is still in the rock era and this song has never appeared. Maybe it is a coincidence or a certain necessity. In this world, Qiao Qiao composed such a melody.

At least here, this is considered to be the original work of Qiao Qiao, which is very good.

Qiao Qiao hid far away, secretly looking forward to it. At this moment, she suddenly heard these songs and was shocked: "Brother Jian, have you changed the lyrics? It's so appropriate to change it!"

"Isn't this your word?" Lu Jian then remembered to look at the text part. It seems that the same copy is unlikely. The subtle differences between the creators will always be reflected in the work.

After searching for a long time, he found the song title in the upper right corner of the rotten paper-

"You who are in the same bed".

...

Why, why is this happening?

Is this deviation a bit big?

Qiao Qiao didn't dare to face Lu Jian, and her hands were clenched together, looking forward and nervous: "I always thought about doing something for the band. Our Team-fuker style is very Sex, but the melody in my mind is very soft and not rock. I can only try my best to do it on Sex."

"I'm working hard in the wrong direction! You can't be so dirty! This broken band will be finished sooner or later!"

After Lu Jian scolded him, he lowered his head to read the lyrics again, but he was angry and blood was on his throat again!

After reading only a few words, he was about to die of blood again.

Is it me or the world that is wrong?

Don't try to sing these lyrics-

"You Who Are Sleeping"

Will you remember tomorrow

Encounter last night

Will you still remember tomorrow

You like to sit on it

No one else can remember

You always pretend to be reserved

I also watched a photo by chance.

Just remembered you who was sleeping in

Who forgives you who are sentimental

Who saw your body

Who lifts your long skirt

Who took off your underwear

…………

…………

Fall! The whole person collapsed!

Negative energy, all dark negative energy!

Unacceptable, even the heaviest rock fans cannot accept it!

And there are three paragraphs, three paragraphs! The lyrics of each paragraph are different. They keep telling the events of last night in a progressive manner, becoming more and more meticulous, and the pictures are vivid, as if they have really experienced them personally.

Damn, these talents are used for strange things!

Lu Jian turned his head mechanically, and his expression had collapsed into Wang Nima, who had gone wild.

"When you...when you write lyrics... don't you feel ashamed!!!"

"It's really bad..." Qiao Qiao was caught off guard with such fierce insult criticism and lowered her head in frustration: "I'm really not satisfied either... I don't feel rock enough, not in line with the band's Style."

"I feel that the direction is completely wrong!" Lu Jian grabbed the paper and said angrily, "You can't write songs honestly. Don't follow them FreeStyle? No one has FreeStyle!"

Qiao Qiao was almost scared to tears. She agreed that she would criticize her and don’t scold her to death!

Although he always knew that his song was bad, this song was written with great care after all. It should not be scolded so useless. No matter how bad this piece of paper was, it was as precious as his own child for Qiao Qiao.

But he didn't dare to look at Lu Jian anymore, nor did he have the confidence to argue, so he had to turn his head and fight unconvincedly: "It's not FreeStyle, it's SexStyle, hum."

He never expected that this way he looked very cheap and wanted to beat him up.

Especially the last "hum", it exploded instantly!

"Hmph, your sister! I care about your style!" Lu Jian has never beaten an artist. He really can beat him when he is disappointed. He can't control him anymore. This time he really can't control him anymore.

Fortunately, Lu Kang came back to kill him and immediately rushed to his brother when he saw this: "Brother!!!!!! Don't fight when you said you said!"

"But I want to beat someone!! I have to beat one!!" Lu Jian was still in a collapse.

"Then beat me up!" Lu Kang hugged his brother tightly and delivered his face to him very considerately.

"Don't do this, I really want to beat you up suddenly!"

"Come on, it's okay!"

"Ah!!!" Lu Jian finally pushed his younger brother away, holding his head in great pain, "It's so painful! It's painful to stay with that band for one more second!"

Qiao Qiao originally didn't want to hear such "disaster" words, but now he could feel that Lu Jian was really in pain, which made him feel a little shaken.

Maybe, it’s really not suitable for rock now?

He shook his head hard and waved the idea away.

"Brother Jian, I just want to give you a farewell gift. Sorry, the gift is too bad and has dirty your eyes, but this is still my wish and I will not take it back." Qiao Qiao sighed and said, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

"No, no!!" Lu Jian realized that he was stunned by anger and immediately explained, "The song is very good, and it is a wonderful creation for you, a basic newcomer. The sentence structure, artistic conception and structure of the words are also very good. You put the simplest things to the extreme, and it is very outstanding Qiao Qiao! But... it is because of this that makes me suffer."

The more tragic Lu Jian’s abuse was, the more enthusiastic the praise was now.

Qiao Qiao finally understood a little. For a moment, Lu Jian's enthusiasm blew away his inferiority complex just now.

The first time he showed the song and the first time he received praise, this made Qiao Qiao feel a little excited: "What do you mean... is too dirty?"

"Actually, compared to real meat, it's nothing, but you, your person, your music, and this melody shouldn't be like this." Lu Jian stacked the pieced paper together and handed it to Qiao Qiao, "I won't accept this gift for the time being, the words are rewritten."

Qiao Qiao looked at Lu Jian seriously thinking.

Lu Jian instructed like an old mother: "Forget Sex, forget Style, forget rock, forget rock, you can do better. I want a household pop song, don't have a stingy and flirtatious pornographic tune."

He realized that this was not enough, and he tried to give in, "Don't be self-interested, try to find the angle recognized by the public and awaken the original true feelings."
Chapter completed!