Run to North America to Start a Band, Teammate Avril Taylor

The weight of the two women made him sore.

And this moment.

Just when the movie is in the middle of it!

The two women saw Tony Stark in "Iron Man" activate the nuclear-powered Iron Warframe.

When killing the Quartet in the KB organization base.

They suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Wow wow wow! This armor is so handsome!"

"Tony Stark put on him, like a phoenix ashes, everything changed!!!"

"Yes, the Phoenix is ​​reborn from ashes, it's so handsome, I really want to do it!"

Conversation between two women.

Suddenly, Ye Chen thought about it.

In his heart, there seems to be an extremely shining light flashing!

"Wait, what are you talking about!"

"Phoenix reborn!"

"In our Western mythology, there has always been a legend that after the phoenix is ​​burned by the flames that purify everything, Nirvana returns!"

Avril asked suspiciously:

"What's the matter, Ye, don't you have Dongfang?"

"no no!"

Ye Chen shook his head, his brain was running fast.

"He came from hell!"

"Phoenix Nirvana"

this moment.

In Ye Chen's mind.

An ultimate aura is flashing!

He stood up.

The two women were caught off guard by his sudden rise.

Almost fell.

"Ye, what are you doing!"

"I got it! I got it!"

"The phoenix nirvana is the phoenix nirvana!"

And this moment.

Ye Chen did not answer the two women's questions.

because.

In Ye Chen's eyes, a huge spiritual light is flashing!

"I got it! I got it!"

He knows what song to compose!

"Phoenix ashes, Nirvana is reborn!"

"Yes, that's the song!!!"

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Chapter XNUMX Playing "the phoenix"

"Avril, Swift, I thought of it!"

"I know what song to compose!"

"You thought of it!"

Avril and Taylor heard Ye Chen's words.

Immediately very happy.

"Then let's not watch it, let's go to the recording studio!"

"Yes, inspiration is fleeting!"

talking.

The three quickly put on their coats.

Go to Riot's head office!

All the way through endless traffic.

The three finally arrived at the building of Riot Headquarters around XNUMX:XNUMX!

And this moment.

The doorman is getting ready to close!

"Don't close the door!"

Seeing the situation, Ye Chen hurriedly shouted.

"Eh, what's wrong?"

The black doorman turned around with doubts on his face!

"We... we still have something to take!"

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Ye Chen hurriedly made up a lie.

"Okay, then you go in!"

"But don't make me wait too long, I'll get off work soon!"

The black doorman glanced at his watch and warned.

The three hurried upstairs.

Ye Chen also took out the access card given to him by the president of Riot Games.

Opened the doors of the company's recording studio.

The two women hurriedly took out the musical instruments in their backpacks.

Start the hasty preparations!

Half past ten in the morning!

It's late at night!

But the three are in good spirits!

Ye Chen quickly wrote the war drum map and guitar score!

"Avril, Taylor, time is very tight, I feel that inspiration is disappearing, give each of you an hour to understand this map, can you do it?"

"can do it!"

The two women answered in unison.

"it is good!"

"Then let's start remembering now!"

Ye Chen quickly based on the vague memory of this song from the previous life.

Start writing lyrics.

The two women were seriously looking at the map that Ye Chen had temporarily written!

silent memory.

The whole studio was silent!

There are only three serious people left!

Working hard for a firm goal!

……

One hour.

Ye Chen and Avril Yumiao looked at each other!

"What, are you ready?"

"All right!"

"Then, start!"

Ye Chen powered on the microphone.

Avril slung on the guitar.

Swift picks up the drumsticks of the war drums!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It was followed by the sound of a rushing drum of war.

Mildew's long golden hair is fluttering in the breeze.

Ye Chen picked up the microphone in his hand, and the high-pitched metal-like sound instantly spread throughout the recording studio.

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