"I can sing a high C. The point is whether you can put it together for me," Cui Heng said arrogantly.
Nan Zhou chuckled softly without answering.
While Cui Heng and Nan Zhou were talking, Hou Qingqing, Xue Hui, and the others all left on the pretext of going to speak with other songwriters. Aside from Cui Heng, only Zhao Shen and Xiang Yang remained.
Xiang Yang had wanted to leave ages ago, but he couldn't! He really was suffering in silence.
Zhao Shen, on the other hand, seemed genuinely interested in Nan Zhou. He actually sat down on the sofa and said with a smile, "I've heard your 'Summer Flame.' It's very fresh. But I'd like you to write me a little love song that's sweet without being cloying."
"Mr. Zhao, you're not exactly young anymore. Why sing little love songs?" Cui Heng had absolutely no filter. "Besides, can't you see I'm talking to him?"
"But he hasn't agreed to pick you, either." Zhao Shen turned back to Nan Zhou. "I think sweet, youthful love songs are more interesting when young people write them."
Nan Zhou ignored him. Instead, he looked at Xiang Yang, who had been standing by the door ever since coming in.
That look made Xiang Yang break out in a cold sweat, terrified that Nan Zhou would say he wanted to pick him the next second.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Nan Zhou asked.
"Huh?" Xiang Yang was surprised.
"Get going. If you're late, the other songwriters might not want you anymore," Cui Heng said, looking up at him too.
Zhao Shen also said, "You're not trying to fight me for a songwriter too, are you?"
Xiang Yang: "..."
Were they crazy? Even if he wanted to fight over someone, it wouldn't be Nan Zhou!