Chapter 279 Li Luo...you are the best

In the middle of the night, in the bedroom.

Yuan Wanqing got out of bed, put on her pajamas, went to the bathroom, went to the bathroom, returned to the bed, and leaned into Ying Zhicheng's arms.

After the storm, the two of them warmed to each other, and after chatting some intimate words, the topic of conversation 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, "When you have free time in your schedule next Wednesday, you should return

There will be another meeting around you."

"The new album..." Speaking of this, Yuan Wanqing couldn't help laughing, "I never would have thought that the second album after my comeback would be completely handed over to my daughter's classmates to produce."

"And he is actually the son of my good brother." Ying Zhicheng also smiled helplessly, pinching the bridge of his nose with a headache, "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, so relatively speaking they are 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 would be like me and a little unbelievable."

"Everyone will grow up." Yuan Wanqing really likes to speak for Li Luo. It seems that she really has a good impression of Li Luo. "In short, the plan I mentioned to you before has been passed by you.

Bar?"

"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 was looking forward to it, "According to Li Luo's words, this is just his novel.

The daily drama in "."

"If it's time for me to release a new album, he will prepare plots related to the main plot in advance to cooperate with me."

"The effect will be very good when the time comes."

Hearing what she said, Ying Zhicheng couldn't help but ponder: "I didn't read his book too carefully. What kind of main plot coordination did he talk about? What kind of coordination method is it?"

"I asked Li Luo and Zhu Sheng about this." Yuan Wanqing thought about it for a moment, and then said, "The protagonist of his book is from 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."

"There happens to be a song in the book, so I will post a song along with it, and we will cooperate with each other to promote it."

"This kind of plot interaction will definitely be much better than this time."

After hearing this, Ying Zhicheng finally understood and nodded in understanding.

"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 laughed and said, "And the quality of the two new 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.

Why is this songwriting like a sow giving birth... Li Luo has to go to school and write online articles at the same time, 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 say, "Maybe we don't have to wait until the end of the year. I feel like I can finish the album during the summer vacation."

After hearing what Yuan Wanqing said, Ying Zhicheng suddenly fell silent.

His brain started to work, and he seemed to have caught a glimmer of inspiration.

He didn't know how long he had been thinking 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 do you think it's suitable for competition?"

"What's the meaning?"

"It's the kind that's suitable for use in singing competitions." Ying Zhicheng asked more specifically.

"You mean..." Yuan Wanqing's eyes suddenly lit up and she couldn't help but ask, "You want us to cooperate with the novel?"

"Then we have to see the quality of his songs first."

Yuan Wanqing was silent for a moment, with the songs Li Luo gave her echoing in her mind, and then she nodded vigorously: "I think it's okay."

"Okay!" Ying Zhicheng laughed, "Then let's give it a try."

"You haven't said yet what exactly you want to try."

"I'm not sure now." Ying Zhicheng shook his head and said, "I 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."

Seeing that he was getting serious, Yuan Wanqing thought seriously for a moment, and then said, "You can take some time to talk to Li Luo about the specific situation."

"He asked Zhusheng to tell me about this before."

"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."

"Okay." 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 finish the business." Yuan Wanqing leaned into Ying Zhicheng's arms again, rubbing her long smooth legs against him under the quilt, and said with a chuckle, "Let's do some more business."

"...Who told me not to torment you before?"

"Yes? I don't remember."

…

April 6th, after returning from the Qingming Festival holiday.

Attached 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 question that tortured his soul.

"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 fine then."

"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 planning to sign up for any project?"

"Me?" Li Luo shook his head, "At most I can participate in the class basketball game. I'm not very good at badminton and table tennis. How 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."

"Ah?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was a little strange, "Have you ever played badminton with her?"

"I haven't been beaten before, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, you'll know when the time comes."

After going downstairs, Li Luo separated from the two of them 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 like something was strange...

Could it be because he knew he was going to play basketball?

It's possible.

Thinking of this, Li Luo also walked up to the podium and took advantage of the break just after the lunch break 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 sign up independently, and there is no number requirement.

But during the meeting, Xu Youyu said that he would try to have at least one person in each class sign up for each project.

That's four people.

Other than that, it's a 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.

The sixteen classes draw lots and compete against each other for the knockout round.

There is a competition every Saturday, and the winner will be determined after four rounds. The competition format is simple and crude.

"Girls go to Yan Zhusheng's place to sign up, and boys go to Zhu Yufei's place." 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 still want to contribute to the participating students, you can also sign up for the cheerleading team."

"Just go to Yan Zhusheng's place to sign up, and I will be responsible for cheering everyone on. Drinks are free."

A competition must not only have people participating in the competition, but also have a sufficiently enthusiastic audience, so that it can be called 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, who was at the table in front of Yan Zhusheng, had secretly glanced at him.
To be continued...