Chapter 279 Li Luo...you are the best
Midnight, in the bedroom.
Yuan Wanqing got out of bed and put on her pajamas. After going to the bathroom, she returned to the bed and leaned into Ying Zhicheng's arms.
After the storm, the two of them showed tenderness to each other, and after chatting some intimate words, the topic of chat gradually shifted to more serious matters.
“We had a meeting this afternoon and roughly finalized the follow-up plan for your new album. The specific details have been prepared by them.” Ying Zhicheng said, “Wait until your schedule is up next Wednesday. When I have some free time, I will probably have another meeting about you."
"The new album..." Speaking of this, Yuan Wanqing couldn't help laughing, "I never thought that after my comeback. His second album was actually produced by his daughter’s classmate.”
“And it’s actually the son of my good brother.” Ying Zhicheng also smiled helplessly and felt a little headache. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "This kid is also weird. How did he write it?"
"Talented people are probably like this. There is no way to explain it with common sense." Yuan Wanqing said with a smile, " And they are all popular songs, which are relatively not too outrageous."
"You don't understand." Ying Zhicheng shook his head, "You don't know what he was like in junior high school, otherwise you wouldn't. I can’t believe that you are like me.”
“Everyone can grow up.” Yuan Wanqing really likes to speak for Li Luo, and she seems to have a good impression of Li Luo, “Anyway, The plan I mentioned to you before has been approved by your side, right?”
"Hmm... But we still have to look at the details." Ying Zhicheng said, "After all, promoting new songs in novels... This idea is very crazy no matter how you look at it, and even a bit nonsensical."
" But this time, the song "Waiting for You to Get Out of Class" was very effective, wasn't it?" Yuan Wanqing sat upright on the bed, and when the topic came up, she felt a little bit excited, "According to Li Luo, this is just his novel. "
"If it's time for me to release a new album, he will prepare plots related to the main plot in advance to coordinate with me."
"The effect will probably be great by then. "Very good."
After hearing what she said, Ying Zhicheng couldn't help but ponder: "I didn't read his book too carefully. What kind of coordination of the main plot did he talk about? ?”
“I asked Li Luo and Zhu Sheng about this.” Yuan Wanqing thought about it and then said, “The protagonist of his book is in the entertainment industry, and the plot is also related to the entertainment industry. "
"So he probably plans to let a female protagonist in the book who is good at singing appear on a singing variety show."
"It just so happens that she sings a song in the book. , I will post a song and cooperate with each other to promote it."
"Such a plot interaction will definitely be much better than this time."
Hearing this, I should. Zhicheng finally understood and nodded.
"It's a shame he figured it out...it's interesting." Ying Zhicheng touched his chin and thought for a while, then asked, "How many songs has he prepared for you now? Can an album really wrap it up for him?"
"There are already six songs." Yuan Wanqing said with a smile, "And the quality of the new two songs is no worse than the previous ones."
"So fast?" Ying Zhicheng was stunned for a moment. , a little surprised, but since Yuan Wanqing said so, he would not question it, but he was still a little surprised by Li Luo's speed.
How come writing songs is like a sow giving birth... Li Luo usually has to go to school and write online articles, but he still finds time to write songs.
The key is that he did all three things very well.
This is quite outrageous.
“At his rate, it feels like all the remaining songs have been released in the past two months.” Yuan Wanqing couldn’t help but said, “Maybe we don’t have to wait until the end of the year. I feel like I can do it during the summer vacation. The album is made.”
Hearing what Yuan Wanqing said, Ying Zhicheng fell silent.
His brain started to work, and he seemed to have caught a glimmer of inspiration.
I don’t know how long he thought about it, but he suddenly looked up at Yuan Wanqing and asked with burning eyes: "How much confidence do you have in these songs of his?"
When Yuan Wanqing saw him suddenly asking this question, she felt a little strange: "How do you want me to answer this? At least in terms of possible popularity, it should be much better than my last album."
"Then what do you think? Is it suitable for competition?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s the type suitable for singing competitions.” Ying Zhicheng asked more specifically.
"You mean..." Yuan Wanqing's eyes suddenly lit up and she couldn't help but ask, "Do you want us to cooperate with the novel?"
"Then we have to look at him first. The song is perfect."
Yuan Wanqing was silent for a moment, the songs Li Luo gave her echoed in her mind, and then she nodded vigorously: "I think it's okay."
"Okay! "Ying Zhicheng laughed, "Let's try it."
"You haven't said what you want to try yet."
"I'm not sure yet." Cheng shook his head and said, "You have to find a relationship first to see which program is more suitable."
"If possible, try to choose programs during the summer vacation?"
"I just don't know if you have enough time to prepare the plot of your album and novel."
Yuan Wanqing saw that he was getting serious, so she became serious too He thought for a while and then said: "You can take the time to chat with Li Luo about the specific situation."
"He asked Zhusheng to tell me about this before."
"If If the time for the new album can be determined in advance, it would be best to tell him about two months in advance so that he can plan the plot in advance. "
" OK." Ying Zhicheng nodded, already having an idea in his mind. , "I'll try my best to give you an answer within the next two months."
"Then let's talk about the business." Yuan Wanqing leaned into Ying Zhicheng's arms again, rubbing her smooth long legs against him under the quilt, and chuckled. Said, "Let's do something more serious."
"...Who told me not to torment you before?"
"Really? I don't remember."
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April 6th, after returning from the Qingming Festival holiday.
Affiliated No. 1 Middle School began preparations for the three major football matches.
Although the competition is only open to high school freshmen, members of the student union from all grades still have to participate in the preparations.
"So why are there no footballs in the three major football matches?" After the meeting, on the way downstairs, Li Luo asked a soul torture question.
“How many football teams do you think can be made out of the sixteen classes in the first year of high school?” Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, “Have you ever played football growing up?”
“ No."
"That's it."
"Alas..." Li Luo shook his head and sighed, "So the national football team is hopeless."
"Are you still worried about this?" Ying Chanxi glanced at him, "Are you going to sign up for any sports?"
"Me?" Li Luo shook his head, "At most, I'll just participate in the class basketball game, badminton I’m not very good at table tennis, what about you?”
"I will probably sign up for badminton." Ying Chanxi thought for a while and said, "I mentioned it when I was chatting with Zhu Sheng before. She invited me to compete with her."
"Huh?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was a little strange, "Have you ever played badminton with her?"
"Never, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, you can do it then. Got it.”
After going downstairs, Li Luo separated from the two and returned to the Class 8 classroom.
The moment he walked into the back door, for some reason, Li Luo noticed the gazes of Lin Yuan and Fang Chen directed at him.
In addition, there were also the inadvertent gazes of Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang.
I don’t know why, but in the past two days, the way these people looked at me always felt weird...
Could it be because they knew they were going to play a basketball game? It's possible.
Thinking of this, Li Luo also walked up to the podium and took advantage of the break just after lunch to talk to his classmates about the three major football matches this month.
Among them, badminton and table tennis are divided into men's and women's groups. Individuals in the class can register independently, and there is no requirement for the number of players.
Just during the meeting, Xu Youyu said that he should try to have at least one person in each class sign up for each project.
That’s four people.
Other than that, it’s the basketball game.
Unlike the other two events where individuals can sign up, the basketball game is a class game that all 16 classes in high school must participate in.
Of course, in order to save time, the schedule is also very simple.
Sixteen classes draw lots and compete against each other in a knockout round.
There is a competition every Saturday, and the champion will be determined after four rounds. The competition system is simple and crude.
"Girls go to Yan Zhusheng to sign up, and boys go to Zhu Yufei." Li Luo finally said, "As for the students who choose to participate, I will be responsible for all the drinks during the competition."
"Oh, by the way, if you are not good at the competition but want to contribute to the participating students, you can also sign up for the cheerleading team."
"Just go to Yan Zhusheng to sign up, and you will be responsible when the time comes. Cheer for everyone and get free drinks.”
A competition must not only have people participating in the competition, but also have a sufficiently enthusiastic audience to be considered lively.
Li Luo is very happy to be able to spend a little money to increase everyone's enthusiasm for the game.
However, when walking back to his seat from the podium, Li Luo always felt that Xu Guangtao at the table in front of Yan Zhusheng had secretly glanced at him.
Zhu Huiyan next door seemed to have looked at him as well.
Although they were normal looks, they always gave Li Luo an uncomfortable feeling.
But I can’t tell what’s going on.
"Squad leader, I signed you up for the basketball game." Zhu Yufei shouted to Li Luo at this time, "Are you interested in other sports?"
"Sign up for me for the basketball game. That's enough." Li Luo waved his hand and said, "You guys do the rest."
"Okay!"
After sitting back in his seat, Li Luo looked at the girls who came to Yan Zhusheng to sign up for the competition and the cheerleading team, and swallowed what he originally wanted to say.
When class was about to begin, and everyone around him returned to their seats one after another, Li Luo whispered: "Is there any gossip in the class recently? I always feel that everyone looks at me weird."
"Is there any?" Yan Zhusheng shook his head in confusion, "No, everyone is normal. Are you thinking too much?"
Li Luo was silent for a moment, thinking that it was probably true. Think too much.
"Oh, by the way." Yan Zhusheng suddenly thought of something and said to Li Luo.
“What’s wrong?”
“My mother told me to let me talk to you.” Yan Zhusheng thought about it and said carefully, “There are new things about cooperation. I want to ask you if you can have a meeting when you are free to discuss it.”
“Is it urgent?”
“It’s not urgent.” Shaking his head, "It can be done before the end of the month."
"Okay, I understand."
"I'll sign the contract when the time comes." Yan Zhusheng added, "The contracts for your two new songs haven't been signed yet, as well as "Waiting for You to Finish Class"."
"Huh?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "What does it have to do with "Waiting for You to Finish Class"? The style of this song doesn't match Aunt Yuan's."
"My mother didn't ask for it." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "It seems that it was reported to the film and television department. There happened to be a TV series "I Will Have You for the Rest of My Life" that matched your song, so I wanted to buy this song from you. The copyright related to the song TV series."
"Is that so..." Li Luo nodded, and then couldn't help but laugh, "It's still sold?"
"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "But they rejected your song for so long, you don't have to sell it if you don't want to sell it."
"How much?"
"Fifteen thousand."
< br>“Just the copyright related to a TV series, 150,000?”
“Yes.”
"I think I can forgive them." Li Luo said seriously, "And it was the music department that rejected my song before. It has nothing to do with the film and television department, right?"
"That makes sense. ." Yan Zhusheng nodded in agreement, "Then I'll tell my mother."
"Okay."
"Do you have any ideas for the next few songs in my mother's new album? ?” Yan Zhusheng asked curiously, “She is already recording the previous song.” br>
“I want to hear it.” Yan Zhusheng’s eyes suddenly brightened when he heard what he said, and he said without hesitation, “Please.”
Li Luo: “…you are good A little backbone."
"What's the use of backbone?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head, "I want to listen."
"It's time to go to class." Li Luo pointed to the alarm clock on the wall. "Let's sing it when we go running tonight."
Hearing this, Yan Zhusheng suddenly narrowed his eyes, a little unhappy: "Then why are you telling me now? I can't even hear you."
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"You asked first, don't let evil people complain first."
"You are bad."
"Okay, I won't sing that night either."
"Li Luo ...You are the best."
Li Luo couldn't help laughing when he saw the speed of her change of expression, and couldn't help but pinch her cheek: "You are too easy to bully."
"Then will you sing tonight?"
"Sing." Li Luo smiled and nodded, "But the two newly prepared songs are more suitable for Aunt Yuan's style. I feel like I can't sing that kind of song myself. Taste."
Yan Zhusheng blinked and then shook his head to express that he didn't mind.
However, she couldn't help but ask: "Is this custom-made?"
"Really?" Li Luo thought about it, and he did search specifically for it. I found two songs that should be considered to fit Yuan Wanqing's style.
If I have the opportunity to perform on stage, I think the effect will be great.
After all, she is Yan Zhusheng’s mother, so she deserves more snacks.
But Yan Zhusheng tightened her face and whispered: "I want it in the future too."
(End of this chapter)