"Ye Yunxian! Do you still remember! Does everyone know what your five songs are that made you the most popular?!"

Of course Ye Yunxian remembers it!

When she was eight years old, she already had five songs that were very popular and became popular on the streets.

But these five songs are not the classic five.

Her five most classic songs were written when she was between the ages of thirteen and fifteen.

These five songs are: "Relieve Sorrow", "Your Hair is Like Snow", "Plain Face", "Blue and White Porcelain" and "Love You"!

Although the song "Mouse and Rice" sounds catchy, in the category of music, it is not an elegant work.

It can only be described as a salivating song.

So although it is very popular, not many people actually regard this song as one of Ye Yunxian's top five classics.

There are also other songs, such as "Mom", which are not even up to the top five classics.

Music fans admit that Ye Yunxian's five early classics are only the five mentioned above.

And these five songs are indeed very impressive.

Even though so many years have passed, when their melody is played, there are still people who can sing along.

This is nationality!

This is how popular it is!

When Ye Yunxian mentioned these five songs, her chin couldn't help but raise, with a confident look on her face, "Of course I remember them!"

These are five of her classic songs, how could you not remember them.

After she named the songs one by one, she looked at Zheng Ming indifferently: "What, do you want to tell me that these songs of mine are all copied from Ye Yuncheng's?"

When she was speaking out, her brain had already quickly recalled the sources of inspiration for these songs.

When Ye Yuncheng helped her think of lyrics, it was the previous songs.

These five songs are not included!

Those who changed the melody did not include these five songs!

And she clearly remembers the sources of inspiration for these songs!

There is absolutely no chance for Ye Yuncheng to intervene!

Zheng Ming replied directly: "Why not?"

Ye Yunxian: "Then I can only say that your idea is too naive!"

"I still remember clearly the sources of inspiration for these songs. It absolutely cannot be this Ye Yuncheng!"

"The song "Blue and White Porcelain" was written when I was traveling when I was thirteen!"

"When I was three years old, I never heard Ye Yuncheng telling stories again! I never heard him hum songs to me again!"

"This means that he and I have not communicated effectively for almost ten years!"

"There's no way I'm going to copy him again!"

In the live broadcast room, her fans posted comments of approval.

[That’s right, that’s it! There has been no effective communication for ten years! It’s impossible for the goddess’s memory to be so good that she can remember clearly everything that happened ten years ago!]

[If this is really the case, Goddess Yunxian has hyperamnesia!]

[So this was written by Goddess Yunxian herself! 】

Zheng Ming was still very calm: "Whether it was written by you or not, you will know at a glance."

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The sky is clear and crisp outside, and it is the beginning of autumn.

Ye Yunxian is just thirteen years old this year.

Although he is only thirteen, his fame is not small at all.

Because she is so famous, there are a lot of people looking for her every time, which makes her very annoyed.

So this year's summer vacation, she deliberately found a place without people and planned to have fun by herself.

She chose an ancient town to live in.

Only a few days after she moved in, she discovered that she had made a random choice and had chosen the town most famous for its porcelain making.

It was idle anyway, so Ye Yunxian felt bored and simply ran to watch the kiln.

While watching, I also met an old man.

The Internet here is not very developed, and the elderly do not use the Internet very much.

Therefore, Ye Yunxian was not recognized.

But because of Ye Yunxian's age, he became interested, "Little girl, you also like porcelain? There are very few young people who like this nowadays."

Ye Yunxian came here just because he was bored.

But of course the answer cannot be so direct.

Ye Yunxian turned a corner: "Well, I'm a bit interested."

This sentence obviously pleased the old man: "The little girl is pretty good! She is just like the young man who came here a few days ago, hahaha."

"Shall I take you for a walk? See something?"

"Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I'll take you to a crowded place on the street."

The old man has already talked about this, so Ye Yunxian can't shirk it.

The old man taught Ye Yunxian a lot about porcelain.

Ye Yunxian found that the old man was particularly charming when introducing him.

There are many, many words that can be written as lyrics.

Ye Yunxian originally just wanted to relax, but suddenly he was inspired.

The old man finally came to a porcelain making shop: "Little girl, do you want to try it yourself!"

Ye Yunxian became interested: "Okay! But I don't know how."

Old man: "Let me demonstrate to you first."

He walked to the side, sat down, and began to demonstrate.

He was still humming a tune because he was happy.

He accidentally heard a young man playing and singing this tune a few days ago.

This song is very nice.

And the young man didn’t sing it just once, but sang it many times.

He remembered it right away.

But because so much time has passed, he has almost forgotten the complete tune.

What I can hum now is just what I can barely remember.

Even when he was talking to Ye Yunxian just now, he couldn't help but use the lyrics that the young man used when singing.

The tunes coming out of his mouth were broken and broken, and it could even be said that they were not music at all.

But as Ye Yunxian listened, her mind was entirely focused on the tune he was humming.

Suddenly she began to have an idea.

Inspiration for a song.

This ditty, and the sentences he just spoke, can be written into a song!

Ye Yunxian memorized everything.

She didn't even have her thoughts here anymore, her mind was all on this piece of music.

After the old man finished doing it, what he saw was her dazed look.

"Little girl? Did you understand just now?"

Ye Yunxian came back to his senses, "Yeah! I understand!"

Then I couldn't help but ask, "By the way, grandpa, what tune was that tune you just hummed?"

The old man didn't expect her to ask this, so he didn't think too much about it at all.

"Ah, what tune? I just hummed it casually, I don't even know what I hummed."

"Don't take it to heart."

He had heard the young man sing this song.

Compared to what he hummed just now, it was simply too coherent.

So he didn't want to lower this young man's singing.

All I can say is humming casually.
Chapter completed!