The two searched for almost a day before finding a short-term rental house with a good price and a good environment.

Jiang Zheng's requirements for the house are not particularly high, he only lives for a short time, and he does not live for a long time.

The key is price and travel, the rest is secondary.

However, the price of a short-term rental will definitely not be cheap. Short-term rentals are generally more expensive than long-term rentals.

Of course, regardless of the geographical location, talking about the price of renting is undoubtedly a hooligan.

But in the same geographical location, short-term rentals are more expensive.

However, compared to hotels, short-term rentals are cheaper.

After renting the house, Jiang Zheng was preparing to move his luggage over tomorrow.

He didn't carry much, only a suitcase.

As for the sheets, he was going to buy new ones, cheap ones.

In the evening, Jiang Zheng invited Jiang Xianyue to dinner.

He ran with him for a day today, and he helped him negotiate for a long time, and he couldn't say anything if he didn't invite her to dinner.

During the meal, Jiang Xianyue said, "Aren't you going to go back for the New Year?" ”

"Yes, but I don't plan to go back for the time being, and I'll go back until the Chinese New Year." Jiang Zheng said.

"Why?" Jiang Xianyue was puzzled.

"I'm still going to create." Jiang Zheng said.

"You can create when you go home, so why do you have to rent a house?" Jiang Xianyue said.

"You can create at home, but you can't record." Jiang Zheng explained.

In the small county town where his family lives, he can't find a recording studio, and he can send these accompaniments by email, but to record the lyrics, he must go out in person.

The recording studio is a very expensive thing, and all kinds of equipment in it can easily cost tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

A recording studio can't get it down without millions or tens of millions.

In their small county, there are not many people who want to go to a professional recording studio to record, and the recording studio charges very high, and most people will not spend this money just because they want to record.

If there is no market, naturally no one will do this.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Xianyue frowned.

Jiang Zheng gave Jiang Xianyue the feeling that he was very anxious, very anxious, as if he wanted to complete the task within the specified time.

"Didn't I tell you before, I want to do something else, so I have to get the job done quickly." Jiang Zheng said.

"This ......" Jiang Xianyue didn't know what to say for a while.

Immediately, she didn't ask anything more.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them had eaten and went back to school together.

At such a late hour, it is impossible for Jiang Xianyue to go home again, so she can only go back tomorrow.

The next day.

Jiang Zheng dragged his luggage out of the school, went to the place where he rented a house, and spent half a day to get the house ready, Jiang Zheng went to the supermarket to buy some supplies such as water and bread self-heating series.

He was going to give himself a retreat and write songs.

There are also three songs, and the time for the task specified by the system is running out, and he has to go home for the New Year, and his task is very tight.

Jiang Zheng can imagine that when he goes home for the Chinese New Year, he has little time to write songs.

It's not that he's lazy, it's that the environment doesn't allow him to create.

Most people need a unique space when creating. There needs to be quiet, even the occasional interruption.

Once your thoughts are interrupted, it's not so easy to pick them up.

After stockpiling these supplies, Jiang Zheng entered a state of retreat.

He had some vague thoughts on the theme of the last three songs.

He plans to have a nostalgic song, an anti-involution, and a New Year's celebration.

The topic has an idea, but it's not easy to write it.

The first seven songs consumed Jiang Zheng's too many ideas, so that the last three songs became a little difficult to write.

Now, Jiang Zheng can also understand why some singers can write popular songs at the beginning, but they can't write them anymore after they get to the end.

No matter how difficult it is, you have to grit your teeth.

Jiang Zheng was in retreat for five days in a row, during which time he barely went out.

Except for going to the toilet and bathing, I spend the rest of my time in my small room.

Eating and drinking are all stocked up, so you don't have to go out to eat.

However, it is still a little stuffy to eat bread and self-heating series of foods all the time.

Five days later, Jiang Zheng had no appetite to eat these anymore, and he wanted to change his taste.

So Jiang Zheng ordered a takeout.

The takeaway arrived, but it couldn't be delivered to the door, so he could only go to the door of the community downstairs to get it, which made Jiang Zheng a little depressed.

What is it called takeout if it can't be delivered?

He just didn't want to go downstairs, so he ordered takeout!

However, there is no way for the takeaway brother, the community is not allowed to enter, he can only deliver it to the door.

Jiang Zheng had no choice but to clean up and go out to get takeout.

I didn't go out for five days, and Jiang Zheng even felt like a world away when he came out.

In the past five days, Jiang Zheng's harvest is quite large, and he wrote the first drafts of the three songs.

If you take the time to make changes later, it's pretty much the same.

The most difficult part of writing a song is the first draft, as long as the first draft is written, it is relatively easier to revise it later.

Don't look at Jiang Zheng's three songs, it seems that it takes less time than before, but he knows that these three songs are more difficult to write.

In five days, he had written countless times about emotional breakdowns, about howling and crying.

Fortunately, he persevered.

For five days, I didn't leave the door, and I spent all my time writing songs, forcing myself to write almost every moment. This was able to write the first drafts of three songs in five days.

Writing songs this time, Jiang Zheng felt that he had squeezed all his inspiration, and he felt that he would probably not write any more songs for a long time in the future.

When he came to the gate of the community, Jiang Zheng found his takeaway, and after taking it, he went back.

It's not that hard to change the song, but it's not easy, and there isn't much time left for him, so he has to hurry.

He still had to go home before the Chinese New Year.

Regarding the fact that he did not go back, Jiang Zheng said that he had found a job and would go back until the Chinese New Year.

Although it was said, it was a concealment.

Returning to the door with the takeaway, Jiang Zheng opened the door with the password. These doors are all smart anti-theft doors, which do not require a key, and only need to enter the password to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Zheng was stunned.

He saw a figure wrapped in a bath towel, the two looked at each other, and the girl opposite was the first to retreat and went back to the room with a red face.

Jiang Zheng touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

When he went out, he heard someone taking a shower in the toilet, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. But unexpectedly, he came back from taking takeout, and he had just met someone who came out of the shower, and he was still wrapped in a bath towel.

Although he didn't see anything, Jiang Zheng still felt a little embarrassed.

He hurried back to the room and exhaled slowly, after all, he was a boy with strong blood.

After calming down, Jiang Zheng was eating, and then began to revise.