Chapter: 1081

The two walked to their desks and turned on their computers.

Zhou Fei began to look for delivered music emails from the mailbox. Zhou Fei rarely expressed confidence in this kind of songs.

And Zi Yan put on a high-quality headset, and began to listen to music to find the feeling of music.

But just after listening to the beginning of a song, Zhou Fei's penetrating voice suddenly came into his ears clearly!

"Ohmygod! ohmygod! Who is this? Sister Yan! Sister Yan! My God, come here quickly!"

"Sister Yan, come quickly, something has happened, something big has happened!"

"My God, am I not blind? Is this... is it true?"

"Sister Yan, come here!"

Zi Yan's voice was quite loud when she listened to the song, but she couldn't stop Zhou Fei's exclamation at all.

She took off the headset and looked at Zhou Fei inexplicably.

Seeing Zhou Fei staring at the screen with wide eyes, trembling with excitement, she felt as if something had happened.

"What is it?"

Zi Yan came over curiously, when she bent down, she glanced at the name of the email on the screen:

I am Hanyang, here are ten songs for Zi Meiren to express my heart.

When you see the word Hanyang clearly.

Zi Yan's eyes gradually widened, and even her mouth gradually opened.

The heart missed a beat at this moment, and then it trembled violently like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

"Han, Hanyang?" Zi Yan couldn't believe it.

When I was short of songs, that legendary songwriter who was in the limelight sent ten songs?

And we all know that among the songs he sent out, only Xue Qian got the most three songs, and almost everyone else got one song, and it was rare for them to be lucky enough to get two songs.

However, when it came to her, it turned out to be ten songs?

"Wow! Hanyang! It turned out to be Hanyang, hahaha, God help me too! Sister Yan, we are going to develop! This wave of cliffs can rise!" Zhou Fei's voice trembled with excitement.

But at the next moment, Zi Yan blinked her big eyes, came back to her senses, and poured cold water:

"I've never heard of the time when Han Yang sent out ten songs, and he sent the songs first by replying to the message on Weibo. Is this really Han Yang? Is this really Han Yang?"

Zi Yan said with some doubts.

"ah?"

Zhou Fei's body froze, she looked at her screen, fixed her eyes on the word Han Yang, and said with difficulty: "Is this a fan's prank? Wow! It seems to be! I feel it right now. It's a bit uncomfortable!"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you listen to it!"

Zi Yan bit her lower lip and said leisurely.

"That's right! Listen to it first! There are really ten folders inside." Zhou Fei nodded repeatedly.