I'm Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Three hours later, they arrived at F City Airport.

After getting off the plane, Bai Yusheng and Qiao Mianmian went straight to Mo Nan’s house.

When they arrived, Mo Nan had just woken up. He opened the door and told them to find a place to sit down before going to take a shower.

Mo Nan was a very talented person.

But he wasn’t someone who could take good care of himself.

Qiao Mianmian looked at the pile of takeaway boxes on the coffee table and frowned. She found a trash bag and packed the boxes.

She looked at the floor that had obviously not been cleaned for a long time and couldn’t help but sweep it carefully with the broom.

Mo Nan quickly came back after washing up.

Seeing that the living room was much cleaner, Mo Nan was stunned. He turned to look at Bai Yusheng. “You cleaned it?”

Bai Yusheng smiled. “Do I look like such a hardworking person?”

“Then…”

Mo Nan’s gaze landed on Qiao Mianmian.

“Ahem! Senior Mo, I saw that the room was a little messy, so I cleaned it up. But don’t worry, I placed your things in their previous places.”

Mo Nan was stunned for a few seconds before smiling. “I knew it. How could Bai Yusheng be so diligent? Sorry to trouble you. I woke up late today and didn’t have the time to tidy the place.”

“It’s no trouble, I just packed the trash.”

Mo Nan stroked his beard and gestured at them. “Come in with me.”

He then entered the recording studio.

Qiao Mianmian and Bai Yusheng followed.

Mo Nan took the score off the piano and handed it to her. “Do you know how to read the score?”

Qiao Mianmian nodded. “A little.”

Although she majored in Acting, because she liked singing, she also majored in Music.

Naturally, she had read some music scores before.

Mo Nan nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction. “Very good. Then, take a look at the score first and then try it.”

“Mm.”

Qiao Mianmian took the score and read it quietly.

After silently humming a rough melody in her heart, she instantly liked Mo Nan’s two songs.

It was a beautiful song.

If such a nice tune was coupled with a good melody poem, it would definitely become a popular song with a high voice.

After all, none of Mo Nan’s songs were unpopular.

“Senior Mo, I’m done.” Qiao Mianmian returned the score after 10 minutes.

“How is it, do you think it’s difficult?” Mo Nan asked.

There were a few high notes in his song. It was difficult to sing it without a wide range.

This was also a characteristic of Mo Nan’s work.

Each of his songs had a high pitch, and it was very high from the start. It was a test of the singer’s standards.

“I think we can try.” Qiao Mianmian couldn’t say that she was confident. That would make her seem humble.

“Then take a look at the lyrics again. After you’re done, we’ll start the audition.” Mo Nan handed her another few pages.

Qiao Mianmian took them and skimmed through them. Looking up in surprise and admiration, she asked, “Senior Mo, did you write these?”

“Mm. I spent only 10 minutes writing it, so it’s a little rough. I’ll edit it later.” Mo Nan nodded.