"Go make an appointment!" Liao Liao's face was filled with excitement, as if he had thought of a great idea. "Didn't the boss tell me to think of a way myself? Then I'll go visit them one by one! With this group of people, I don't believe it, I can soften and harden them, and still not be able to move or persuade even one of them? There are... six, seven, eight... a total of eight people. My demands aren't high, if I can succeed with half of them, that's four songs that will pass, and this album will be done!"

  "Huang Wenjuan pouted, 'This... isn't very realistic, is it?'"

  Liao Liao stared at her in surprise, "Why isn't it real?"

  Huang Wenjuan pointed to the notebook and said, "I don't know about others, but this 'Niu Wulang', you told me before that his songs are extremely well-written. The problem is, didn't you say he lives in Kunming? And this one, 'Cao Yun', doesn't he live in Jinan? Are you planning to... run all over the country?"

  Liao Liao nodded seriously, "What's wrong with running all over the country? As long as there are good songs, I'll go to Zimbabwe if I have to! By the way, Zhao Jie must have their detailed information, you wait a bit and then go get me the addresses and contact information of these eight people, and organize them for me. Then I'll set up the route and you can help me book the tickets, I want to visit each of them!"

  Huang Wenjuan's face was on the verge of tears, "You come to our doorstep... and they can just agree to give you a song?"

  Liao Liao glanced at her with disdain and said with a flying spirit: "If you don't give it to me, I'll hug their legs and not let go! If you still don't give it to me, I'll cry! If you still don't give it to me, I'll tell on them!"

  This time Huang Wenjuan really cried, "Sister, can't we do it this way?"

  Liao Liao glanced at her and said, "Shut up, what do you know! By the way, about Zhou Yu's affair back then, I didn't tell you?"

  "Hmm..." Huang Wenjuan was taken aback for a moment, recalling the gossip about Zhou Fen in their circle. She hesitated for a moment, still frowning, and asked: "Is this really going to work?"

  It is said that Zhou Mei not only has a good voice in the music circle, but also has many gossips. Among them, one of her early gossips was something that many people would be told by their seniors when they first entered the industry.

  It is said that when Zhou Yan first debuted, she actually took the route of innocence, mainly singing songs for little girls. Later, she even released a record of selected Peking Opera pieces, but the sales were always ordinary. It's not clear whether it was someone else's idea or her own determination, but it's said that she admired a master-level producer in the industry and wanted him to help produce an album. However, he was a big shot, and she was just a small singer, so he didn't have time for her.

  So she went to the door according to the address, and no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't leave. Although she was just a little girl from a good family, she was actually quite bold. When she was hungry, she would go out to buy a loaf of bread and a bottle of water to get by, and when she was sleepy, she would sleep at the door of the house. As long as she met the master going in or out, she would seize the opportunity to sing for him, making the master so miserable... You can't even call the police, they can't stand guard for you 24 hours, besides, she's just a little girl, and she's so beautiful and pitiful that even the police are sympathetic and can't bear to take action!

  In the end, about half a month to twenty days later, the master really couldn't hold on any longer and finally gritted his teeth and agreed to produce an album for her. Because if he didn't agree, not to mention anything else, his wife was almost going to divorce him!

  Then... then Zhou Mei's face turned red.

  Of course, Zhou Niannai was an exception. At that time, although she wasn't popular, her strength and unique voice were there! Those were all very solid things! The master didn't agree just because he couldn't bear her entanglement, but ultimately, it was because he saw her strength!

  The problem is, gossip is just gossip. Although you say it and I say it, there may not be many people who really believe in this kind of thing!

  To put it simply, according to the record data that can be queried within the company, at least two of the three records she released before meeting that master-level producer and truly becoming popular had already reached gold record sales. Although not top-notch, she was at least a small star, and didn't have it as tough as the gossip said, almost unable to make ends meet.

  So, regarding Liao's decision to refer to this example, Huang Wenjuan felt it was seriously unconvincing.

  Then she asked: "This matter... shouldn't we inform Zhao first?"

  Liao Liao hastily waved his hand, "Of course not, this trip out, no one is allowed to tell!"

  Huang Wenjuan blinked her eyes and had a helpless expression on her face.

  Although she thought this matter was not serious, she was just a small assistant, strictly speaking, even not a person of Changsheng Records Company, but an assistant hired by the company for Liao Liao, and even her salary was paid by Liao Liao's side, as long as Liao Liao made up his mind, what could she do?

  Then Xiaoyao's eyes rolled quickly and suddenly said: "You can go too, but you must let me follow!"

  "What are you doing?" Liao Liao was puzzled.

  I went there to stop you, at least can't let you say that about others! Otherwise, we'd lose all face!

  Huang Wenjuan muttered a few words in her heart, but on her face was a smiling expression. "Hey, look, sis, I've grown up so big and still haven't traveled around the country, why don't you take me with you?"

  Liao Liao thought for a moment and said: "Okay, I'll consider it. You go find Zhao Jie first and get me the address!"

  "Ah!"

  The little girl nodded and agreed, turned her head to pick up the notebook and pen, and went out busily.

  Liao Liao thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone and dialed a familiar number.

  "Hey, baby, I..."

  "I know you, what's up? I've got three minutes before class starts, make it quick."

  "I'm planning to go out for a trip soon and one of the stops is Jinan, so get ready and prepare for my arrival!"

  "......Are you coming to Jinan?"

  "Ah, I'm going!"

  "Awesome, I really miss you a bit! It's been over a year since we last met, right? Don't worry, leave it all to me! All expenses paid and accompanied travel! By the way, when are you arriving, by plane or train?"

  "It's still early, the itinerary hasn't been finalized yet. I plan to go to Northeast China first, there's a big shot over there, I'll go there first and also take the opportunity to return home, probably... next Wednesday or Thursday, around that time."

  "Book your ticket and let me know what time you'll arrive, give me a call in advance and I'll go pick you up!"

  "Good!"

  …………

  Put down your phone, and you'll feel much happier instantly.

  Just then the class bell rang, she picked up her textbook and walked out of the office with other teachers.

  This afternoon, she had only two classes, the previous one was Class 6 and this one is Class 5.

  The whole school has already entered the final review, and there are only two weeks left before the final exam. To be honest, there is not much that teachers can cover in class. So now, classes often involve the teacher summarizing key points for about 10 minutes, then leaving the rest of the time for students to freely review on their own.

  After finishing the review of key points, Qi Jie walked back and forth in the classroom. Whoever had a difficult problem to ask, she would stop and explain it. When no one asked, she couldn't help but turn her head to take a look at Li Qian.

  In the past, she would look at her own stuff and Li Qian would review his. There was one time when she happened to glance over and Li Qian also looked up, their eyes met, and Qi Jie suddenly felt a bit flustered, forcing out a smile and nodding at him before quickly looking away.

  "For three consecutive days, he hasn't sung a repeated song. That song about the little bird, do I really have to ask him to sing it again? But the problem is, if I want to say something, I must first confess that I've been secretly listening to him singing!" Qijie thought with a tangled mind.

  Actually, for someone who likes listening to songs, once they come across a song they like, what will they do?

  At least eight or nine out of ten people will say: Play it again!

  The problem now is that Qijie also likes listening to songs and she has encountered the ones she likes, but she can't replay them!

  Needless to say, the lyrics of that song have a small bird's song. In fact, after learning that Li Qian can actually write songs by herself, Qi Jie was shocked and carefully recalled that the songs Li Qian sang before were also very good. To be blunt, at least half of the songs she had heard so far were ones she wanted to replay or listen to a few more times!

  However, Li Qian seems to have a treasure trove of songs, and he appears to have an endless supply of new ones to sing!

  So he sings two to four songs every day, and never repeats them the next day!

  So, Qijie felt a bit depressed.

  Of course, in addition to feeling depressed, on a certain evening when she couldn't sleep, and had no classes so could only sit in the office chatting with other teachers, trying to guess what song Li Qian would sing next also added a bit of fun and anticipation to her originally dull life.

  "If only he had tapes or CDs of those songs!" she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

  So, when this idea had been turning over in her mind many times, suddenly, she felt a bright light before her eyes, and an idea popped out: Ah, I want to listen to it again, why not buy a better recorder and record it?

  She almost got a chill all over her body when she thought of it.

  I raised my wrist to take a look, good, there are still seven minutes before class is over.

  In the third period of the afternoon, she had no class.

  It's fine, drive there and drive back, you'll make it just in time!

  …………

  After school in the afternoon, Li Qian naturally didn't hurry to leave.

  When everyone had left, he came to the rooftop with his guitar case.

  To be honest, in this kind of weather, and in a city like Jinan Prefecture, even at 5 or 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the rooftop is not exactly an ideal place to practice singing.

  However, there was no way for Li Qian to practice singing without disturbing the neighbors. Not to mention others, he didn't even want to affect his parents. But he had no money and couldn't afford to rent a place suitable for practicing singing.

  So even if it's hot and uncomfortable, he can only come here.

  Arriving at the rooftop, he put down his guitar case and took out the guitar from behind him. Then, he opened his water bottle to take a couple of sips to moisten his throat. Li Qian then opened up his sheet music book and began to practice.

  He now has the habit of practicing for an hour every day. The first half is to practice songs from this life, preparing for auditions during summer vacation, and the second half is to sing songs from his previous life, so that he can keep his memories of those songs fresh and trigger memories of other songs, lest he forget them as time passes since his rebirth.

  Today, as usual, he practiced the two "new songs" from yesterday's organized sheet music a few times each, and half an hour passed by. Then he drank some water, took a short break, and started singing songs from last century.

  Of course, he who was indulged in his own music world could not have known that someone had not only figured out his singing habits over the past few days but also spent more than 200 yuan to buy a high-end recorder used for journalist interviews.

  Now he is on the rooftop terrace, playing the piano and singing.

  She was just behind that door and that wall, carefully pressing the record button.