Liao Liao woke up early the next morning, turned her head to see that Qi Jie was still sleeping soundly on the bed next to her, so she got up and washed herself. But while brushing her teeth, she felt that something was wrong. The time was less than seven o'clock, but there was a ticking sound outside, and after brushing her teeth and opening the curtains, she realized that it was actually raining outside.

The rain was not heavy, and it was dripping.

There were a few tall plane trees in the courtyard behind the hotel, and the rain was falling and ticking, just the same movement she had just heard.

It was a bit foggy, and in a small alley behind the hotel, people walked by with umbrellas from time to time.

She opened the window and reached out.

The rain was a bit cool, the air was unusually humid, and the temperature wasn't low.

Glancing back at Qi Jie, who was still sleeping quietly, she pushed the window back a little, leaving only a palm-wide gap, and then she didn't wear a bra, she just turned around and found a vest to put on, moved the chair in the room to the window, sat down by herself, and quietly looked at the rain, plane trees, alleys, pedestrians, and umbrellas outside the window.

The room was very quiet, only the air outlet of the air conditioner was whirring, and then there was the subtle breathing sound of Qi Jie, and it was very quiet outside the window, only the rain kept falling, hitting the leaves, and also falling on the ground.

No car sounds, no voices.

Liao Liao sat in these two completely different quiets.

It was a rare moment for her.

She is not stupid, she understands very well how reckless and dead she is when she comes out to ask for a song this time.

She also understands that although Mr. Cao Zhan has promised to give a song, even if her trip is not in vain, she still can't hold out any hope for the next journey.

Even, although Cao Zhan promised to give a song, whether his song can meet his liking and whether it will be used in the end is still two words.

So, what if you finish running in the next few places and still can't get the song?

Or, in addition to Cao Zhan, even if he gets one or two more songs, but he doesn't get along, what should I do?

Of course, the album is definitely going to be released, and it is absolutely impossible for me to let go of such a rare opportunity. However, if there is no better work to join, just the five songs that have already been selected and recorded...... She knew that maybe achieving an ordinary achievement, such as selling a golden record, would not be a big problem, but it would be almost impossible to get better.

As for Huang Wenjuan thinking, just five songs are enough to drive an entire album, which is even more stupid.

In Liao Liao's view, the five songs that have been recorded can only belong to the category of being driven - if there are two or three, or even only one song that is good enough, so that fans will like it after listening to it, and will be willing to buy the album home, then the songs that have been recorded can probably be done so that fans will not be disappointed with the remaining songs after listening to that excellent song, but if you count on them to pull up sales - they are not good enough!

To put it simply, if Liao Liao just wants to release a record quickly, and then sell a decent result, or even use this album to barely squeeze into the circle of second-rate singers, and then take advantage of the popularity to hurry up and make money, then the resources she has in her hands are enough, really enough.

However, if she wants to become an instant hit, or even if she doesn't become popular, she starts to have her own style, has her own masterpieces, or even starts to have her own die-hard fans......

She also needs at least one piece of excellence!

But at the moment, it seems that she is really hard to find.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and she looked at the gray sky and sighed unconsciously.

"Why sigh?"

Liao Liao suddenly turned his head when he heard this, "Sigh?"

Qi Jie seemed to have woken up a long time ago, and was leaning on the head of the bed with the quilt to look at her, and let out a disdainful "sigh" when she heard the words.

This is a rather beautiful picture: Qi Jie's face still has a touch of residual red that she has just woken up from a good dream, and her eyes are slightly squinted, but her beautiful face and delicate facial features are becoming more and more beautiful and dreamy. Her long black and straight hair, which was like a waterfall, was draped in a mess on her chest, and the delicate curls at the ends were slightly curled, and the quilt was only piled up to her chest, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed, which reflected the black hair and light purple perms.

"Is it raining heavily, where do you want to go today?" she asked.

"It's not big, but it must have been raining since midnight...... I won't go out today, and I'll rest in my room for the day. Liao Liao said.

"That's fine. Qi Jie nodded, then stretched and lifted the quilt to get up.

Inadvertently, Liao Liao caught another glimpse of the walkman next to her pillow.

"Hey, by the way, I wanted to ask you last night, what are you listening to? I opened it and looked, the tape was blank? What you recorded yourself?"

Qi Jie nodded, "Well, I recorded it myself." ”

Speaking of this, the drowsiness on her face gradually disappeared, and she suddenly became interested, and she already wanted to wash, but she sat back on the bed, picked up the tape recorder, shook it at Liao Liao, and said, "Do you remember when I called and asked you if you couldn't find the song on the Internet? Later, I learned that the person who sang upstairs was actually a student in my class! It was my student! And you know what? He said that the songs he sang were written by himself...... I was stunned!"

Liao Liao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Yo, so there is a little talent in your class?"

"Of course!" Qi Jie was very excited and greeted her, "Hey, come here, come here, come and listen, he sings really well, and I think the songs he wrote are super good!"

Liao Liao waved his hand, "Excuse me......!" By the way, sophomore is in high school, right? I really don't ...... interested in something written by a kid in my second year of high school."

After a pause, she said, "It's your baby, you can be careful, this kind of boy who can write his own songs in high school can kill women...... It's infinity! Don't fall into it!"

"Shh

Qi Jie beckoned her again, "Why don't you come, just listen to a paragraph?"

Liao Liao shook his head and smiled, and simply turned his head to look out the window.

I don't know if it's raining, but her mood today is really not good.

Qi Jie put down the tape recorder helplessly and disappointed, got up and went to wash.

At this time, Liao Liao suddenly asked: "By the way, baby, have you asked for permission to record other people's songs?"

"Huh?" Qi Jie was washing her face, she didn't hear clearly, she turned off the hose and came out to look at her, Liao Liao had to repeat the words again, Qi Jie was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then shook her head, "What's wrong......?" Not good, is it?"

Liao Liao touched his nose, turned around and closed the window, and said as he walked over: "It's not just bad!

Qi Jie nodded, looking ignorant, after thinking about it, she smiled again, and said, "It's okay, I'll listen to it myself! No, you still don't want to listen to it!"

She had just finished packing up when there was a knock on the door.

Qi Jie got dressed, and Liao Liao went to open the door.

It was Huang Wenjuan who came, and she was carrying several bags of food in her hand.

"This is a fritter, this is soy milk, I also bought a millet porridge, who of you likes to drink it, by the way, I also bought a cage of xiaolongbao!" she put her things down, smiled at Qi Jie, and asked Liao Liao, "Sister, are we still going out today?"

Qi Jie praised it there, and said to Liao Liao: "I said, does Juanzi usually let you abuse you, this is too conscientious, and it is still raining, so I will go out early in the morning to buy you breakfast!"

Liao Liao ignored them, and since he left the door and came back, he began to look for clothes and put on clothes slowly.

Slowly, the room fell silent.

She first took off her tank top, put on her bra, then opened her suitcase and found a T-shirt to put on, and put on jeans, socks, and shoes one by one...... When everything was cleaned up, and seeing that everyone was stunned, she smiled reluctantly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, "Eat, why are you looking at me?"

Qi Jie looked at her, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Wenjuan looked at Liao Liao and then at Qi Jie, she had something to say, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Actually, Sister Liao Liao occasionally transforms into a literary young woman. She said to herself.

Liao Liao picked up the soy milk and put it in the straw and drank it first, then picked up a small steamed bun, took a careful bite, chewed it slowly for a while, and swallowed it.

Then, she looked up at Huang Wenjuan, turned her head to look at Qi Jie, and asked, "Juanzi, Xiaojie, you say, is it a little too whimsical for me to come out this time?"

Qi Jie was stunned for a moment when she heard this, "Why do you ask this? This is a bit ...... It's not like you!"

Huang Wenjuan also hurriedly explained next to her, "Sister, actually, you are mainly, mainly...... I'm so anxious!"

Liao Liao turned his head to look at her, and Huang Wenjuan saw that she didn't mean to be angry, so she continued: "I know you're not very satisfied with the current selection of songs for the album, but where are those classic songs so easy to get? To put it mildly, just the four big names in our company now, aren't they also an album that slowly climbs up? Their first album has average sales, they have been saving for several years, they are a little famous, and they have a bit of status, so it is slowly their turn to get some good songs...... Uh, I'm talking nonsense, if it's not right, don't be angry!"

Liao Liao smiled, "Okay, you, you still understand this? It's okay, you continue." ”

So Huang Wenjuan said: "You always want to eat a big fat man, that's not realistic!"

Liao Liao nodded, was silent for a moment, stuffed the half of the xiaolongbao on the chopsticks into his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

Huang Wenjuan turned her head to look at Qi Jie, with some inquiry in her eyes.

Qi Jie shook her head at her, signaling that it was okay.

Then, she beckoned Huang Wenjuan, "Come, Juanzi, you sit on a chair, let's eat!"

When Huang Wenjuan sat down, she had an idea, took the tape recorder again, and handed it to Huang Wenjuan, "Come, listen to this." ”

As a result, before Huang Wenjuan reached out to pick it up, Liao Liao smiled first, pointed at Qi Jie with chopsticks, reached out and took the tape recorder, and said, "I said that as for you, you just want others to listen to it?"

While speaking, she put down her chopsticks, stuffed the headphones into her ears, and said with a smile: "I can talk ugly things, and I will give you a penny of the Divine Comedy in your mind later!"

After saying that, she saw that Qi Jie was just smiling, so she stretched out her hand and pressed the play button, and then picked up the chopsticks to pick up the fritters. But soon, her chopsticks stopped in mid-air.