Within five minutes, Ning Meng had managed to write a song. She then handed the paper to Lin Qingbei.
"Take a look!"
"..."
This time, he was disgusted by her when he looked at her.
'Is she stupid or what? Does she really think that it's that easy to write a song?' thought Lin Qingbei while gripping his fist.
Immediately, he crumpled the paper and threw it on the floor.
"Ning Meng, even if you think that I'm not worthy to sing a song written by the top-rated songwriter; this is no way to humiliate me!"
Knowing that they could not come to an agreement, Lin Qingbei stood up and walked out of the room. She then picked up the paper and went after him.
"I can guarantee that you will become super famous if you sing this song!"
Lin Qingbei glared at her and did not say a single word.
"You have misunderstood me! I didn't write this song. My friend is a songwriter and he wrote this song! Just take a quick look at it!"
