Chapter 45 You write 9 songs in one night? (Three more recommended collections)
The time passed quickly as the three chatted from time to time.
Linxi Park, Fengwu Community.
"Xiaoru, wait for me in the parking lot, and I'll call you when you leave."
"Okay, Sister Xia Qing."
The little girl nodded her cute little head, and she knew that it was impossible for her to go upstairs without Sister Ling.
Sure enough, in the end, Qin Xiaoru, smart and cute, resisted loneliness alone.
...
Naturally, Chen and Mo didn't know that little girl had so many inner dramas.
Inside the living room.
"Beauty Lin, how long are you going to hide our relationship?"
Lin Xiaqing, who was taking off his coat, looked at Chen Mo innocently and asked:
"Chen Mo, what did you say? Relationship? What is the relationship between the two?"
Hanging up his coat, Lin Datian seemed to return to his home, jumping on the sofa without any image, ducks sitting very skillfully.
Under the flickering lights, the silver suspender dress glowed with a blurred light. A circle of lace seemed to be spider silk. The skirt with a good sag covered Lin Xiaqing's thighs, leaving only the smooth and delicate calves. on the sofa.
Chen Mo had long forgotten what he just said, and now there are only three words in someone's mind.
Sin!
"Uh, it's nothing, nothing, you sit down, I'll change clothes..."
Just glanced at Chen Mo, whose face was flushed, and hurriedly got into the bedroom.
"System, can you see how much adrenaline I am secreting now?"
...
After a while, Chen Mo came out of the bedroom.
"Tell me about the next new song, after studying how to deal with that bet, so that you can redeem yourself."
Chen Mo's earth memory has the upper hand, and the straight man's sanity has been restored.
Woman, hum!
I still couldn't help but glance at the silver suspenders, it's really nice...
"What kind of redemption, it's called rescinding the acting contract, it's so ugly."
Beauty Lin gave Chen Mo a blank look.
Thousands of styles.
"It's all the same, hurry up and finish, I like to eat, and I haven't eaten all afternoon."
Chen Mo was really hungry. He had been busy all afternoon, and now it was midnight, and he hadn't eaten yet.
Lin Xiaqing was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, put down the phone, and said:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, I'll take you to eat on the way."
Chen Mo...
"If you don't talk about new songs all the time on the road, how can you think about eating."
Lin Xiaqing was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, put away his beautiful legs, hid them under the dress again, and said:
"Are there any shallots and noodles, or should I give you something to eat?"
Chen Mo watched helplessly as his beautiful legs disappeared into his skirt, and secretly said what a pity, he was suddenly stunned.
Eat down?
#￥%#@￥%
Earth's joke, this world doesn't have it, right?
"Chen Mo? Chen Mo?"
Looking at Chen Mo who was suddenly stunned, Lin Xiaqing called out twice.
"what?"
"What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, what did you just say?"
"I said if there are any shallots at home, I will make you noodles with scallion oil."
Scallion noodles?
It turned out to be scallion oil noodles...
"There are some..."
Chen Mo looked at Lin Xiaqing who walked into the kitchen, and his mind was quite disturbed. Is he too tired today?
...
Fifteen minutes later, a bowl of scallion-flavored noodles with scallion oil was brought to Chen Mo.
The hungry Chen Mo took the chopsticks handed by Lin Xiaqing and started immediately.
"Have you eaten yet? Would you like to leave some for you?"
After a while, Chen Mo, who had already wiped out half the bowl of noodles, looked at Lin Xiaqing who was sitting opposite him and asked.
At this moment, Miss Lin was holding her chin in her hands, and was watching Chen Mo gobble her food. When she heard Chen Mo's words, she was stunned for a moment, and a warm current passed through her heart.
"I've eaten it long ago, and these are yours."
Chen Mo was not polite when he heard it, opened his mouth wide, divided two by three and five, and wiped out the remaining noodles within a few minutes.
call!
Taking a long breath, Chen Mo hiccupped in satisfaction.
I don't know why, but the happiest time for Chen Mo during this period was not when the script was recognized by the top management, nor when he earned 500,000 from writing songs.
Instead, it was when Lin Xiaqing ate two bowls of scallion noodles.
"Are you full? Do you want to do some more?"
Looking at Chen Mo with a contented face, Lin Xiaqing was very happy, the smile on his face seemed to light up, and the whole room was lit up.
Chen Mo was a little dazed when he saw it, this woman can't be too beautiful...
"I'm full, no need, let's talk about the new song."
"It's the beginning of September, and there's still a month left at the Imperial Capital Music Festival. If we want to win this bet, releasing new songs is the only way out."
Lin Xiaqing nodded slightly, agreeing with Chen Mo's statement.
As long as he can produce a few songs that suppress Li Qian before the opening of the Imperial Capital Music Festival, then even if he has won the award for Best Female Singer of the Year at the Magic Capital Music Festival, he can win the award at the Imperial Capital Music Festival.
After all, the kings and queens are no longer fighting for this, they have the honor of their field.
This award is a ticket for a few quasi-day queens to be promoted to Tianhou seats.
Previously, Lin Xiaqing was the most promising, and she had won this award three times in a row.
"However, the performance of a game and a dream has not yet been finalized, and I don't have any good new songs in my hands."
Lin Xiaqing knew that Chen Mo would write songs for him, but every song couldn't be as classic as a game and a dream.
"I also contacted several songwriters in the afternoon, and they all declined politely. Before the Imperial Music Festival, no one wrote songs for me."
Chen Mo looked at Lin Xiaqing a little strangely, what happened to this woman, what she said yesterday, so quickly forgot?
"Beauty Lin, didn't I say yesterday that I wrote a song for you, what are you doing with someone else?"
With that said, Chen Mo took out a USB flash drive from his trouser pocket and handed it to Lin Xiaqing.
Because of the rewards for the achievements of screenwriters and songwriters, Chen Mo has not used up the system.
I used 1 each of the Level 3 Golden Throat and the U-disk last night. Now, I have 1 tablet of the Level 3 Huobao and 2 unused USB drives.
Lin Xiaqing looked at the USB flash drive that Chen Mo handed over with a look of surprise on his face.
"Are you writing songs again?"
"Yeah, I wrote it last night."
What's weird about this, didn't I tell this woman to write a song for her yesterday?
"Thank you, Chen Mo."
Lin Xiaqing took over the USB and sincerely thanked him.
"Thank you, I made a bet with Fang Xiaogang yesterday, but it just hurt you."
Without giving Lin Xiaqing a chance to continue speaking, Chen Mo continued:
"Actually, I still have to rely on you for this matter. My work has been completed. You may have to work hard for the next month."
When Chen Mo spoke, he felt a little guilty.
Lin Xiaqing was slightly surprised, what is my business?
I'm done singing, what can I do?
Seeing Lin Xiaqing's surprise, Chen Mo continued:
"It's mainly the songs this time. It's a bit too much. You may have to record songs every day."
a bit much?
What is a little more song?
"Chen Mo, don't worry, my singing skills are quite solid. I can record a song in two or three days if it's fast, or seven days at the slowest."
This guy actually looks down on my professional strength!
"No, I know you have solid singing skills, but I got you 9 songs. You have to record them all and put them on the shelves within the next month, one song every three days..."
9 songs?
Lin Xiaqing suddenly had a short-circuit in his mind, and he couldn't hear the words after the 9 songs at all.
"Wait, Chen Mo, how many songs did you just say?"
"9 songs."
Chen Mo gave a positive answer.
9 songs?
After confirming, Lin Xiaqing calmed down slightly and then asked:
"You said you made 9 songs last night?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with 9 songs, is it difficult?"
Chen Mo was slightly surprised, and the expression on his face made Lin Xiaqing want to vomit blood.
What's wrong?
Nine songs a night, isn't it difficult?
Don't say nine songs in one night, that is, nine limericks, that's pretty easy, right?