Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

After the performance, the live version was stripped out and re-uploaded, and some other copyright subdivisions are very meticulous and tedious, which is usually entrusted to agent companies for settlement.

But Xu Qingyan is one of the few who both writes and composes, and currently is only cooperating with two top female singers, so all the contracts are the same. As a result, the earnings are fairly transparent, and there's no need to worry about settlement issues.

When the studios reached the due dates, or the accounts were settled, they automatically transferred a sum of money to Xu Qingyan. Adding up the bits and pieces, he had actually made quite a lot recently.

"Really?" Qi Ting said with surprise, "I heard there's a good restaurant in the Xia Ning district, but I have something else tonight, Sister Yun asked me to run an errand for her."

"Why don't you take Sister Zhou Zhou, Teacher Xu, the environment there is really nice."

"Okay." Xu Qingyan smiled and agreed, "Next time I'll come over at noon, then Sister Yun probably won't have you run errands."

Qi Ting smiled, "Yeah, thank you, Teacher Xu."

The three sat in the office, chatting away. When it felt like the right time, he stood up and got to the heart of the matter.

Xu Qingyan headed to the vocal training room, with Lin Wanzhou following behind, step by step. Like a little girl sandwiched between two parents, she remained silent and lowered her head.

Watching the two disappear through the door, Qi Ting in the office couldn't help but shake her head.

Sister Zhou Zhou is really lacking in spirit.

Just yesterday, she complained about being angry, resenting their subtle exchanges of glances. She even clenched her fists, vowing to make the studio even better than Pei Muchan's within half a year.

Today, she meekly followed behind him, completely forgetting yesterday's bold words.

In the corridor, Lin Wanzhou asked curiously.

"Going to Xia Ning district tonight?"

"No, I don't like going to upscale restaurants." Xu Qingyan replied without looking back, "Let's go to Pucheng district, it's lively there at night. Didn't you say last time you wanted to go?"

Hearing this, a glint of surprise passed through Lin Wanzhou's eyes. Hearing that he remembered made her surprise grow.

Without much coaxing, the girl's mood improved on its own.

"I sing one line, you sing the next, just to try out the effect, just improvise." Xu Qingyan clapped his hands, listening to the sound in the vocal training room.

The soundproofing here was a notch below Pei Muchan's studio, but thankfully it wasn't so bad as to be muffled.

"Oh." Lin Wanzhou bowed her head, her mind already wandering to the prospect of shopping that evening.

A few minutes ago, her mood was as bitter as juiced bitter gourd, but now it was like she had bitten into a White Rabbit Creamy Candy, her heart buoyant, twirling in the sweetness.

To buy two cups of milk tea with different flavors, then insert the straws side by side, and take a photo. To eat something she had been longing for but was strictly forbidden.

Although she occasionally went shopping like this with Qi Ting, Qi Ting would always drink half of her milk tea. He probably didn't like milk tea much, so she could drink it first...

These clandestine little thoughts were tucked away in her heart, carefully folded. The happiness reflected on her face, before her lips smoothed it away without a trace.

"I'm starting now, cough." Xu Qingyan, still unprofessional, cleared his throat and sang, "Dear, where are you dazing off? What troubles can't you let go?"

At the sound of his singing, Lin Wanzhou, who was still dreaming about where to go that night, suddenly paused.

"Hmm? Why aren't you following?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, oh." Lin Wanzhou came back to her senses and adjusted her state, singing, "Dear, you're still..."

Her tone was better, especially adept at controlling dynamics. A singer capable of this was like a master who could carve on rice grains, able to infuse any emotion at will.

With free control of dynamics, she could toy with emotions at ease, as if painting in splash-ink style.

Listening to her sing that line, Xu Qingyan was pleasantly surprised.

"Perfect, try another line with a falsetto."

He had intended to sing another line in the middle, but suddenly he noticed that Lin Wanzhou's mood was off and turned to look. He stopped when he saw she was still distracted.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lin Wanzhou looked down, her emotions somewhat downcast, and asked, "Is this song written for me?"

"This song might be too sad, let's try a different one." Xu Qingyan dared not continue, though initially he had only planned to let her try a couple of lines, but now it was unnecessary.

"Don't, I like the beginning of this song," Lin Wanzhou shook her head, stubbornly insisting.

"Okay, let's not talk about this right now," he took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, it was almost five o'clock, "Let's go, take a stroll outside. It takes about twenty minutes to get to Pucheng District."

"Oh."

The two of them said goodbye to Qi Ting and left the house, and half an hour later they drove to the place.

A big snack street, which had been rectified before, was not as busy as it used to be. Recently, Xinghai had been reviving the snack culture, and it was gradually becoming lively again.

It just so happened to coincide with the food festival, and many century-old shops were invited to set up stalls on the snack street. After a bit of promotion, the flow of people surged instantly, and on the side, there was even a Xinghai TV station interview car parked.

All kinds of famous vendors like Spare Rib Li, Knife-Cut Noodles Liu, Zhang San's Exploded Stomach, and Beef Feng were there. The snack street provided temporary booths for free, lined up in a row, creating a bustling scene.

One milk tea shop after another, each with its own storefront.

After discussing for a while, the two decided on a shop and got two cups of milk tea. Then, two straws were inserted neatly together, straight and aligned, like paying respects to heaven and earth.

He wasn't fond of this stuff, but Lin Wanzhou enjoyed it, so he just went along with her choice.

They ordered a bowl of small wontons, with tender meat and a rich bone soup. They ate and drank their way from beef to spare ribs, buying small portions of everything and asking the vendor for an extra bag.

Gently divided it into two, sharing the food together.

Not until they were completely full did they start walking along the road towards the riverside, planning to take a walk back and forth to digest.

The night breeze was gentle, Xu Qingyan walked leisurely with a side glance always on Lin Wanzhou. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he was sure the young girl was cheered up.

Picking songs almost led to an accident, scaring him into quickly retracting one of the songs.

Singers are naturally an emotionally rich group, and stirring emotions presupposes feeling them. Sometimes hearing a certain song and ending up in tears is not surprising.

They walked shoulder to shoulder by the riverside, Lin Wanzhou, wearing a mask and a hat, didn't stand out in the crowd. There were also quite a few men and women night running along the riverside in Pucheng District.

The street lights lit up a small part of the world, the lights in the old district weren't particularly bright. Someone approaching from the opposite direction would be hard to recognize if they were too far away.

She looked at Xu Qingyan. His eyes seemed a bit scattered, his features clean and sharp. His facial lines were clear, along with his jawline and Adam's apple.

Suddenly, her chest felt like it was filled with a slice of sour lemon, and her breathing became erratic.

"Aren't you going to write that song?"

"What song?" He feigned ignorance with a relaxed tone, "That line was just something I thought up, there wasn't any follow-up. I made up some lyrics and slapped them on."

"I don't like it anymore, I have another song's beginning that I'm working on, I'll show it to you tomorrow."

He kept rambling on, lightly covering up the existence of that afternoon's song lyric, stealthily shifting the topic to the new song.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wanzhou stopped walking, turned around, and with her hands behind her back, she looked up earnestly.

"I really like that lyric, if possible, could you write the rest of it?"

"There are really no more lyrics, it's just..." Xu Qingyan didn't want to take the risk. Songs could be chosen differently; people are more important. There's no need to indulge in songs that hurt oneself every day.

"Could you, please?" She stood blocking Xu Qingyan's path, her gaze soft yet obstinate.

"But... I'm afraid it will lead you to be swayed by emotions, you might not be able to stop yourself from crying." He sighed, "Singing should be fun, there's no need to make it torture."

The few street lamps were dim, the moon at the edge of the sky obscured by clouds, with only a faint glow along its rim.

"I really like this song, even though I've only heard one line. It touched me, and I want to sing it out loud. So, I really hope to hear the full tune."

"I cry because..."

With her back to the light, Lin Wanzhou looked up at Xu Qingyan, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears. Like a lake full of emotions, breaking through the dam.

An unexpected sadness swept through her, she lowered her head, her voice somewhat choked up.

"Since leaving Qinghe, these years... have not been good to me. When I'm sad, I can only zone out, it's better to think of nothing at all, and slowly my mood will get better."

After a second, she wiped her tears and suddenly smiled again.

"Sister Yun says zoning out too much can make you dumb, so I stopped. If only we could have walked like this back then..."