Only three listeners were present, all of whom were in a state of dementia.

  Li Qian stopped after singing just one verse and looked at Liao Liao, asking: "Is that roughly the feeling? Is it okay?"

  Three people suddenly came back to their senses, but their eyes were still dull and stupid.

  Liao Liao nodded slightly stiffly, "This song... is great, has a lot of feeling, and is very suitable for me to sing."

  Qī Jié and Huáng Wén-Juāng seem to have been set up with a synchronized program, almost simultaneously looking at Liǎo Liáo first, then turning their heads to look at Lǐ Qiān without saying a word.

  In Qijie's opinion, after three years of women's college, she and Liao Liao were almost inseparable, naturally deeply understanding Liao Liao's personality: if it can be said that Liao Liao is very generous and open-minded towards anything, then when it comes to music, he is really arrogant to the extreme, inhumane to the extreme, and also self-conceited to the extreme.

  But now, Li Qian casually took out a song and immediately made her stunned, making her recognize it at the first time.

  Facing Li Qian's extremely calm face, Qi Jie suddenly felt that she couldn't find any words to describe her feelings at this moment.

  Keeping a low profile?

  One cry shocks everyone?

  Or... something else?

  Never thought of it, completely never thought of it.

  In fact, in just one day... or rather, within a short span of several hours, Li Qian refreshed and elevated his image in her mind time and again. Qi Jie even felt that she was about to become numb to it.

  And most importantly, at this moment, he was surprisingly calm!

  It seems that he didn't know how shocking his casual action of tearing off a few pieces of paper was, and he also didn't know how touching his gentle strumming was...

  He calmly did it as if he had done something completely insignificant.

  It was as if he had finished a test paper on time, handed it in and left the scene. It was as if he stood up in class to answer a very ordinary question, then sat back down. It was as if he opened the lock, pushed his bike out of the shed, straddled it with one leg, lightly pulled half a circle with his toes, and pedaled away...

  He didn't have a hint of pride, no show-off at all, and even no feeling of "I did it"!

  Calm... suffocating.

  So, completely involuntarily, Qijie raised her hand to cover her own chest, taking a deep breath.

  She turned her head to look at Huang Wenjuan... Okay, although she also looked shocked, apparently being stunned by Li Qian's relaxed expression as if nothing had happened, but the little girl was just incredulous, and her demeanor was much more relaxed than hers.

  At this time, Li Qian saw Liao Liao nodding his head and asked: "What's the second one?"

  Liao Liao's movements were still stiff and slightly flustered.

  She turned to the second page and said: "It's called 'Obsession'."

  Li Qian hummed a note, immediately hugged the guitar again, and began to strum and sing: "Every night when it comes, loneliness is always around, every dusk heartbeat lamp fire, is my infinite tenderness..."

  In an instant, three listeners fell into a state of dementia once again.

  Three people, six eyes, all staring intently at Li Qian.

  Some people stared at his hands, some people stared at his mouth, and others... stared at his eyes.

  It's just one verse, Li Qian stopped and said: "This song has a bit of a slow swing feel, but it's very light, the focus is on that BLUS blues flavor, of course, the theme is still pop. I think this song will also be more suitable for your voice to sing, I think you can especially bring out that feeling of alienation from the crowd, and that... how to say, turning a hundred times but never giving up, always positive and upward momentum."

  He said up to here, saw Liao Liao nodded, and asked: "This...do you still like it?"

  This time Liao is really stupid.

  Subconsciously, she swallowed another mouthful of saliva and stiffly nodded, "I like it, I love it."

  Li Qian smiled calmly.

  This time, before he asked, Liao Liao reacted in a timely manner, but before she could say the name of the third song, Li Qian had already spoken: "The remaining two songs, 'My Hometown' is a folk song, um, I think folk songs have been popular in recent years, so I tried to write one. The lyrics may be different from other folk songs. As for 'Unfinished Love', it's a classical Chinese-style work, an experiment of mine, and I even added some Peking Opera elements... Um, do you like listening to Peking Opera?"

  "Ah?" Liao Liao came back to himself, "Oh, I like listening to Er Ren Zhuan."

  Li Qian smiled and said, "Anyway, I think these few songs should be quite suitable for you. The first two are just like what I sang earlier, the remaining two I won't sing, you can go back and take a look, try singing them yourself, if you're not interested, feel free to contact me anytime, I'm here, accepting returns!"

  This joke... isn't funny at all.

  Liao Liao was still immersed in a state of shock and couldn't pull himself out, hearing this he only forced a faint smile, barely managing to laugh - with a song of this caliber, what's there to say about returning or not returning it?!

  How others would react to these songs, Liao Liao didn't know. After all, when it comes to music, everyone has their own unique aesthetic tendencies. Even the best works can't make everyone like them, and maybe some people won't like these few songs either. But for her, this problem simply doesn't exist.

  These few songs... at least those two that Li Qian has already tried singing, are all treasures for her!

  It was the treasure she had been searching for in vain!

  Worth more than a thousand pieces of gold!

  So, even if she hasn't looked at the remaining two songs and doesn't know what they are, doesn't know the melody or lyrics, but just based on his few comments, just based on her almost unconditional trust in him, she is certain that they must also be absolutely perfect!

  So... Only an idiot would return it!

  Liao Liao clenched the thin sheets of paper in her hand and said, "Thank you."

  Li Qian smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

  The rooftop suddenly fell silent.

  Then Huang Wenjuan suddenly coughed.

  Qī Jié suddenly came back to her senses, only to discover that she had been staring at Lǐ Qiān without blinking, and felt a bit embarrassed as she quickly turned away her gaze. However, soon after, she found out that Liào Liáo was still staring straight at Lǐ Qiān with his eyes wide open.

  Li Qian seemed slightly embarrassed, smiled and said: "Is there something wrong with me?"

  Liao Liao stiffly shook his head, still staring at him unblinkingly.

  She silently raised her hand and covered her forehead.

  Huang Wenjuan carefully stretched out her hand and pushed Liao Liao, then Liao Liao suddenly came to his senses.

  At first glance, she turned her head and took a look at Li Qian's open guitar case.

  At the end of the line of sight, two large notebooks with a little edge exposed in the side pocket of the guitar case.

  Then she swallowed her saliva again.

  "Uh... actually, I still need five more songs for my album!" she said.

  Qijie and Huang Wenjuan were both taken aback at the same time, then they turned their heads to look at her simultaneously.

  Li Qian was also stunned.

  Liao Liao raised her hand, somewhat flustered and tense, but without any embarrassment. Her arm swung unconsciously as she said, "You don't know, I'm very particular about my taste, so although I recently commissioned a song from another artist, I'm really not sure if I'll like his work when it comes out... so... how about giving me one more?"

  Li Qian was initially stunned by the words, but then couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

  But Qijie and Huang Wenjuan didn't laugh.

  It seems that they don't think at all that Liao Liao's behavior is somewhat shameless.

  At this time, Li Qian thought for a moment, turned around and took out the notebook from the guitar case, flipped through dozens of pages, then hesitated for a moment before carefully tearing off one page - since the notebook was taken out, the three girls' line of sight seemed to be stuck on it, completely unable to move away, among them Liao Liao's eyes were wide open and round.

  But... with a snap, Li Qian closed his laptop.

  "Take a look at this?" He handed over the torn paper.

  Liao Liao walked over and saw that on top of the lines of musical notes and lyrics was written - "A Toast, Friends".

  "Is this enough?" Li Qian asked with a smile.

  Winning five songs at once, what face is there to say it's not enough?

  Although it should be acknowledged that Liao Liao's face is absolutely not thin in the matter of singing, but at this moment, she couldn't open her mouth either - in fact, at this time, she was thinking about withdrawing one of the songs she had recorded earlier.

  It's all just an impulse!

  She comforted herself in her heart, "I dare to do this, let alone others, I'm sure Sister Zhao can strangle me to death!"

  Then, she flipped through the five sheets of paper again one by one, as if afraid that any one of them would be blank. After finishing, she tightly pinched them in her hand and nodded, "This time it's enough!"

  Li Qian smiled, "Then... are you going to stay here or... Teacher Qi knows that I come here every day to practice singing for a while, so..."

  "Oh!", Liao Liao, although still immersed in the excitement, immediately heard the other party's intention to hurry her away. She said: "Then you continue practicing! Hmm, actually I still want to hear you sing more, your singing is very good, but..." She waved a few papers in her hand and said: "You know, holding such great songs in my hands, I really can't help myself, so, another day! I have to go back and take a good look at these few songs, first indulge myself before saying anything!"

  Li Qian smiled and nodded, "Alright then. I won't accompany you guys anymore!"

  Liao Liao nodded and turned to leave, but was pulled back by Huang Wenjuan.

  She turned around and looked at her assistant in confusion, but the poor little assistant couldn't help but remind her in a low voice, "Sister Qian... you haven't mentioned the price yet!"

  "Ah! Okay!" Liao Liao slapped his forehead, turned around and looked at Li Qian, saying: "You see how excited I am... that, what do you think is a suitable price for these five songs?"

  Li Qian smiled and said: "Never mind, I'm not even considered a newcomer, just give me some symbolic ones."

  Liao Liao's eyes widened in shock, "How can that be!"

  She thought for a moment, her eyes rolled around and said: "How about this, our boss approved the production cost of this album is 800,000 yuan in total, our plan is ten songs, so... I'll give you half, okay?"

  Huang Wenjuan was stunned by his words, but she didn't dare say anything and could only look at Liao Liao timidly, calling out "Sister..."

  Liao Liao has been charging 80,000 yuan per song for the past half year, which is a price worthy of a famous singer. If they really bought five songs at this price, and it's still just a song from an outsider who isn't even considered a newcomer, a high school student, Huang Wenjuan thinks that after they go back, they'll have to let producer Zhao Jie scold Ling Yiluo!

  At this time, Li Qian was also surprised by the price, "400,000? 80,000 per song?"

  He paused for a moment and smiled: "So confident in my song?"

  At this time, Liao Liao didn't even look at his assistant, nodded and said decisively: "Confidence is full!"

  Li Qian hesitated for a moment and said: "Don't...you need to discuss it with your producer?"

  Liao Liao shook his head, "Not at all!"

  But she quickly added: "Of course, you also know that although this price is not expensive at all for these few songs, but for your current status, this price is not only high, but also ridiculously high! So... I have an additional condition!"

  "Oh?" Li Qian was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this made sense. He smiled and said, "Go on."

  Liao's eyes stared intently at Li Qian, almost gnashing his teeth as he spoke: "My condition is that you must help me with the arrangement of these five songs... You are the original author, so you should be the one who can best grasp the essence of these songs. Is this condition okay?"

  Li Qian smiled slowly, "Alright then, deal!"