Walking on the way home, facing the evening breeze of the night, Li Qingyuan took Ling Yanran's slender jade hand and asked about the positioning of the album, and said, "How does Mr. Luo arrange the style of your album?"

"Mr. Luo did not set a specific style for me, he said that a specific style can achieve good publicity results in the early stage, but it will limit my future development, and the gains outweigh the losses. I don't think it matters, it's already good to be able to release a record!" Ling Yanran is as indifferent as ever, although she has a strong pursuit of her career, she also knows how to be satisfied.

Li Qingyuan tightened her palms, stared at her beautiful eyes, and said, "You can't be indifferent, you may not know, the next level of Yanxing's little guy needs 100 million records to be unlocked, I am counting on your record to sell well!"

"Ah! 100 million copies, when will it be sold! Why is this little guy Yanxing so ignorant. Then he withdrew the jade hand held by Li Qingyuan, spread it in front of him, and continued: "I haven't seen this little guy for a long time, give it to me, I want to educate it!"

The corners of Li Qingyuan's mouth lifted, and he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"The little villain has revealed your prototype, Sister Ling has something to say!" said Jade Finger, who was pinching the mobile phone in the form of Yan Xing.

Li Qingyuan dodged in front of Ling Yanran, he was afraid that he would be seen when he was researching the star, but fortunately, it was night, and the lights around him were not bright

The mobile phone squirmed and turned into a metal egg, flashing with light, and said aggrievedly: "Sister Ling, Xiaoxing heard what you just said! The requirement of 100 million records sold was not set by Xiaoxing!"

The corners of Ling Yanran's mouth lifted lightly, revealing eight jade teeth like Haoyu, stretched out her fingers and gently flicked on Yan Xing's metal shell, and said, "Sister Ling is reluctant to blame Yan Xing, sister hasn't seen Yan Xing for a long time, I miss you!"

Continuing on the way home, Ling Yanran was talking with Yanxing, but Li Qingyuan fell into deep thought, Ling Yanran's album has no genre restrictions, no matter what kind of songs he comes up with, it is not a problem, and now the problem is how to hand over the classic songs of later generations to Luo Dayou.

He has always ignored the existence of research stars, in fact, research stars are his biggest reliance, his current state is like a person riding a bull looking for a cow, he doesn't know how to use the big killer weapon of research stars, and he has to ask if he can let it help when he "creates" songs!

When they returned home, their parents had already arrived home, and they came back by taxi, unlike Li Qingyuan and the two of them who took a slow walk all the way.

Ling Yanran came to the door for the first time, Li Yunqing was very enthusiastic, beckoned her to sit on the sofa in the living room, brought a large plate of fruit, sat beside her and asked about the family situation.

Li Qingyuan hid in the bathroom in the room with his mobile phone, and how to "create" two songs for Ling Yanran that were bound to become popular has now become his heart disease.

Closing the door and closing the lid of the toilet, Li Qingyuan sat on it, held Yanxing in front of him, and asked, "Xiaoxing, if I sing a song, can you help me make a suitable tune?"

"It's not difficult to have the right tune and the right instrument!"

Yan Xing's answer made Li Qingyuan overjoyed, although he didn't know the instruments needed in the song, but this did not prevent the completion of the most basic tunes, as long as there was a foundation, a godfather-level musician like Luo Dayou would naturally do a good job in the follow-up arrangement.

Li Qingyuan was originally going to give Ling Yanran two songs with Chinese style, combined with her classical beauty temperament, ancient and modern, just enough to trigger the trend of Chinese culture, but after a long time in his mind, he found that the Chinese style songs that can be widely sung are actually sung by male stars, although there are many songs in the girls' version, but there are not many that can meet his heart.

Although the male version of the song is not much of a problem to sing in a female voice, it is not very appropriate in the display of the lyrics, Li Qingyuan can't help but be depressed, this is the sadness of a layman, he has a good song with an empty brain, but he can't convert the score, and it is even more difficult to make modifications that meet Ling Yanran's characteristics.

Li Qingyuan sat on the toilet and racked his brains, the songs in his mind turned around a thousand times, and finally he made up his mind to choose two songs "Millennial Love" and "Crescent Bay", whether Ling Yanran can become the queen of the Chinese music scene is not something that can be achieved by one or two songs, and whether the two songs he painstakingly chose can enter the eyes of Luo Dayou, the godfather of music, is still unknown, so let's do it for the time being!

Li Qingyuan stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour, when there was a knock on the door outside the bathroom, and Li Yunqing shouted outside the door: "Xiaoyuan, have you fallen into the pit?

Tucking Yanxing back into his trouser pocket, he pressed the flush button on the toilet and answered, "Oh oh!

After washing his face in the sink, Li Qingyuan walked out of the bathroom and came to the living room, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, Ling Yanran got up and prepared to say goodbye and go back.

"Yanran, you can stay for one night at night, you sleep in my room, I sleep on the sofa, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's summer. ”

Li Yunqing wished Ling Yanran to stay, his son's proposal was right in the middle, "Yes, yes, it's almost ten o'clock, it's so troublesome to go back and forth." ”

The two of them don't have any reputation now, Ling Yanran is embarrassed at this time, no matter how calm and generous she usually behaves, it can't change that she is a yellow flower girl.

Li Qingyuan agreed in Ling Yanran's murderous eyes, and Li Yunqing opened her mouth, telling her how to refuse,

In the room, Li Qingyuan closed the door like a thief, Ling Yanran looked at him vigilantly, and asked, "What do you want to fight!"

"Oh yes, what do you think of me, I've been thinking about your album lately, so I've thought of two songs and want to sing them to you. Li Qingyuan pulled Ling Yanran to sit on the edge of the bed, sat on the floor next to her long legs, and said with his head held high.

Li Qingyuan's words made Ling Yanran's heart warm, and his eyes inadvertently began to pantothenic, and his mind was undoubtedly expressed between these three words.

"Then you can sing, I'll listen!"

Li Qingyuan straightened his voice, he was going to sing a song "Crescent Bay" first, this song is not a high note for girls, but its transposition is very complicated, and there are many half-beat starts, nine turns and eighteen turns of singing, It is a huge challenge for him as an amateur with half a bucket of water.

Grains of sand in the Dunhuang sky

With our memories

I looked back halfway through

It's a long and crooked relationship

The dream traveled through the Western Regions

How much Zen is included

Love is like a travelogue

I'll look for its secret words

Look at the tears under Crescent Bay

Forgotten on the Silk Road

Whose heart is it?

Lonely to stay

Is he okay I want to love him so much

Take a sentence that freezes with eternal tears

Maybe it could evaporate

Whose love is it?

Stronger than tears

Call softly and let me melt

Every drop of rain evolves into my wings

Let's chase after the one I love