Gong Nanbei was a little embarrassed when he held his phone. Didn’t he say he wanted to sing and prove his ‘creative’ ability?

Now that it has been proven, the other party is very satisfied with the song he wrote. He is still waiting for someone to invite you to dinner without hanging up?

This is Gong Nanbei’s true thoughts. Wang Mong Kok also saw one or two and said on the phone: “You have so many fans on Weibo. Don’t you say hello to your fans? I believe they also have many questions to ask you!”

Gong Nanbei thought to himself, just ask, that would not delay himself from hanging up the tel.

He knew that Wang Mong Kok wanted to take advantage of the popularity of others' return!

Fortunately, just before he was about to say this, a familiar male voice rang out.

"Hahaha! Brother Gong, I am convinced of your talent. People can write songs for a few days, months, or even years. You are good, a few minutes! Hahahahaha"

Gong Nanbei looked at the live broadcast screen and saw a man appearing behind Wang Qingyu.

The male god is wearing a black T-shirt and blue jeans on the lower body. Who else can it be if it weren't for Han Yiming?

When Su Bai heard Han Yiming praise him, he scratched his head embarrassedly. He was really embarrassed. Everyone thought he was a creative genius, but only he knew that he was just a copycat.

The feeling of being a copywriter...shame...but so happy!

"Brother Han, you are so complimenting. Why are you with Sister Wang?"

"Qingyu is my junior sister, and now she is also an artist under Sister Yuzhi."

After Han Yiming came over, Wang Qingyu gave up the position. The makeup on the corners of her eyes was a little flowery, so she had to go down to make up some powder.

Han Yiming was Zhao Yuzhi who forced him to come over for a while.

Just like Wang Mong Kok thought, Zhao Yuzhi didn’t plan to miss such a precious opportunity!

The number of people in the live broadcast room is more than one million!

This is data that has never been seen in the live broadcast industry, and it is even very likely to be on the headlines. With Wang Qingyu’s comeback and Gong Nanbei, who is now in the limelight, will definitely be the headlines for him tomorrow!

With this popularity, are you still worried about commercial performances? Are you still worried about appearance fees?

Thinking of this, she gave Han Yiming another wink. Han Yiming must be held back. This kid must not hang up the video!

Han Yiming understood it and said with a smile: "Brother, what you are hiding is so deep."

Gong Nanbei was stunned and asked with a smile: "What does Brother Han mean?"

Han Yiming smiled and said, "I have listened to your song "Wake and Drunk" again and again. Now it is rumored online that you were a playboy and your family was very rich. Tell me, is it true?"

Gong Nanbei smiled bitterly. If you asked this question before, Gong Nanbei would definitely not know.

But since drinking brain gold and recalling many memories, Gong Nanbei can tell Han Yiming responsibly!

That’s right! My family is poor and only money left! But it’s hard for him to talk about these things.

He could only smile and nodded and said, "The family is in good condition, it's really a mess a few years ago."

Han Yiming said softly with his shoulders: "North and South, I have something I want to ask for you."

Gong Nanbei was stunned. The relationship between the two should not be as good as possible to ask each other for their work.

But more than one million people were watching in the live broadcast room, and Gong Nanbei was another person who wanted to save face. Of course, it was impossible to say that it was not possible at this time.

"Well, what's the matter with Brother Han, you tell me that as long as it is something I can do, I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will never refuse!"

Han Yiming waved his hand and smiled, "Oh, it's not that serious. It's just your song that is awake and drunk. Is there any Cantonese version?"

Gong Nanbei was stunned by him, and then he smiled and said, "There is no Cantonese version yet."

Han Yiming deliberately made a smirk and said, "Then, can you adapt it on the spot?"

Gong Nanbei thought about it and shook his head and said, "I really don't have this plan to adapt it, but in the past two days, I have also written a Cantonese song for myself. Do Brother Han want to listen to it?"

Han Yiming smiled and nodded and said, "I want to listen, of course I want to listen! Not only me, but the audience also want to listen! Right!"

As soon as Han Yiming finished speaking, the barrage was flooding the screen, all of which were "want to hear" and "right"!

Seeing this, Gong Nanbei took out his mobile phone and started making the soundtrack.

Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Yuzhi gave him a thumbs up behind the camera.

Seeing that Wang Qingyu's makeup was almost done, Han Yiming quietly left the seat, and Wang Qingyu seamlessly connected.

Wang Qingyu did not disturb Gong Nanbei, but just looked at him quietly.

The big boy in front of him lowered his head. Perhaps because of the light, his facial features, which were somewhat difficult to see clearly, and the red T-shirt on his body, added a hint of hazy to him under the light.

Two or three minutes later, Gong Nanbei raised his head and saw that Han Yiming turned into Wang Qingyu in the picture.

Wang Qingyu smiled and said, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, come back soon, Mr. Gong's soundtrack is ready."

Hearing Wang Qingyu's call, Han Yiming ran back with a smile, and said hello in front of the camera: "I'm right next to you. Today is my junior sister and you are connected to the microphone, so I can't take over the enemy."

Gong Nanbei felt a little confused, but it didn't matter. Anyway, it was just singing, it would be the same for anyone to sing.

He closed his eyes and began to brew emotions. How could he not have any emotions when he wrote the song for "her"?

When Gong Nanbei opened his eyes again, the atmosphere in the whole room was different.

The one who feels the most direct is probably Wang Qingyu.

She clearly felt that the shy and cute big boy had disappeared before, and replaced him with a gray person.

Gray does not mean his color, but his emotions.

Injury? Or mourning.

The live broadcast room was also quieter, especially the old fans of Gong Nanbei, all of them were silent.

They like to listen to Gong Nanbei singing, but they don’t want Gong Nanbei to recall ‘her’.

This may be a bit selfish, but they only want Gong Nanbei to be the happy foodie, a ignorant Luzi.

They didn't want Gong Nanbei to become the decadent young man with wine in his left hand and wine in his right hand.

And recalling "her" is undoubtedly a kind of harm to Gong Nanbei.

Gong Nanbei took a deep breath, pressed the play button, and the soundtrack sounded faintly on his phone.

Gong Nanbei followed the melody and gently plucked the strings.

"I'm drunk."

“I like freedom very much”

"Frequently make mistakes and love to lie"

"But there will always be guilty"

"I've met many bad friends"

"Learn to be greedy for the new and tired of the old"

"I owe a lot of women too"

Gong Nanbei's voice was not loud at all, but every word floated into their ears clearly.

Most listeners only appreciate the melody of the song, but fans in Guangdong Province have already grasped their souls by this song!
Chapter completed!