Chapter 109: Three Conditions
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“Hehe… Little Bai, look at the little figure I made!”
“Silly, that’s not a person! That’s a clay stick!”
“Hehe… The little doll hasn’t grown up yet; her little legs haven’t even come out.”
“What the heck, Qiu’er, what are you molding?”
“Hehe… I’m making big brother and sister Dong’er, and also Xi’er, Little Bai, and Qiu’er.”
“Whoa… Let me help you!”
“Hehe… Xi’er’s here too! Xi’er wants to make a sister and a little bear that never runs out to drink, hehe…”
In the small courtyard, the children’s cheerful laughter rang out continuously. As Tan Jin’er and Bai Lingyue stepped outside after trying on clothes, they saw four little ones playing with clay.
“These little ones are really both lovable and exasperating.”
Tan Jin’er looked at her little sister, whose face was smeared with clay as she grinned widely, and smiled helplessly.
Bai Lingyue linked her arm and said with a smile, “Oh, don’t mind it. After this, I’ll wash the kids’ clothes. Children have to play in the mud; a childhood without mud play isn’t complete.”
“You…” Tan Jin’er sighed helplessly. “Brother Qing already spoils them a lot, and now there’s you too. I really…”
“They’re so adorable, they deserve it. Anyway, let’s go cook. I’m starving.”
Bai Lingyue pulled Tan Jin’er toward the kitchen. The little ones peeked, noticing Jin’er hadn’t come over, and played even more wildly.
…
At the same time, in the studio, Yang Qing and the others were drinking water and chatting during a break.
“Brother Qing, you’re amazing! The song ‘Mohe Ballroom’ is fantastic! I was completely blown away.”
Fang Du said excitedly, “I still have that line stuck in my head: ‘Three thousand miles, I happened to see you…’”
“Cough, cough!”
As Fang Du spoke, he started singing that line, which startled Wang Ming, who was drinking water, causing him to choke.
“Little Fang! Are you crazy?” Wang Ming coughed angrily. “There’s a diva, a ‘monster’ sitting here, and you want to make a fool of yourself? Aren’t you ashamed?”
“Gah!”
As soon as he said that, Fang Du’s face instantly flushed red and he shut up. Yang Qing looked at him helplessly and speechless.
Qin Xue glared at him, “Who are you calling a ‘monster’?”
“Cough, cough, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue.”
Wang Ming quickly apologized. He would never dare offend Qin, who could easily stand up to his diva sister.
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After the awkward moment, Wang Ming looked at Yang Qing and smiled, “Yang, what Little Fang said is right. ‘Mohe Ballroom’ is incredible. Once it’s released, it will definitely be in the top ten of the charts.”
“Haha… really?” Yang Qing smiled and looked at him and Wang Ying, “I’m not really knowledgeable about that, so I’ll have to trouble both of you.”
“Mm,” Wang Ying nodded and said, “I’ll help, but I’ve already told you the conditions. You can’t expect me to do it for free. After all, both you and Xiaoxue have already…”
“Cough, cough.” Yang Qing quickly interrupted with a dry cough, “Tell me the conditions. If I can do them, I will.”
“Good!”
Wang Ying thought for a moment and smiled, “My concert is on the tenth of this month. You know that, right?”
Yang Qing nodded and smiled, “Yes, I know. You even gave Qiu’er ten tickets.”
Wang Ying said, “Right, so my first condition is that you be my full-time pianist at my concert!”
“Full-time pianist!”
Before Yang Qing could respond, Qin Xue was stunned, “Don’t you have your own band? Why do you need Yang Qing?”
Wang Ying blinked, “I do have a band, but his skills are superior. What, don’t you want him to agree?”
Qin Xue: …Hmph!
Seeing Qin Xue silent, Wang Ying looked at Yang Qing again. Yang Qing sighed helplessly and nodded in agreement.
Having secured Yang Qing’s consent, Wang Ying smiled and held up two fingers, “Okay, the second thing is, at the concert, I want to sing your song ‘Mohe Ballroom.’ Is that alright?”
“Of course! I should be the one thanking you.”
This time, Yang Qing agreed without hesitation. He wasn’t foolish — having a diva sing his song at her debut concert was excellent promotion.
Whether the hit would be the diva’s version or his original would depend on the audience’s choice, but as long as he was the songwriter, it was a win.
“Alright, the third condition.”
Wang Ying’s eyes sparkled as she held up three fingers, “I want you to write a song for me!”
“Gah!”
Her words stunned everyone in the room, including Yang Qing himself.
After a moment, Qin Xue looked softly at Wang Ying, “Are you asking Qing for a song? You usually don’t ask for songs — you only sing your own compositions.”
“Yes,” Wang Ying nodded and smiled, “It’s just that recently I’ve had no inspiration and can’t write new songs. Since he’s here, I need him.”
She then winked at Yang Qing, “So, what do you say? Will you agree? This is my first time, you know.”
Before Yang Qing could react, Wang Ming couldn’t help but intervene, his face dark, “Sis! What are you saying? Don’t make it sound so ambiguous!”
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“Shut up!” Wang Ying snapped, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. You better not cause trouble, or I’ll send you to Dad for a serious talking-to!”
“Gah!”
Wang Ming fell silent and went to keep Fang Du company. Li Dongning appeared relaxed on the surface but was quietly refining his plans in his mind.
Yang Qing was silent for a moment, then sighed, “It’s not that I don’t want to agree, but…”
“100,000!”
Before he could finish, Wang Ying interrupted, “Write me a song I’m satisfied with, and I’ll pay 100,000. The copyright stays with you. Deal?”
“100,000!”
Yang Qing was stunned, looking at Wang Ying in disbelief, “You… are serious?”
“Of course,” Wang Ying rolled her eyes playfully, “If the song becomes a hit when I sing it, the price will definitely be higher, but for now, it’s unpredictable.”
At this point, Qin Xue interjected, “You two can sign a profit-sharing agreement based on performance.”
Hearing this, Wang Ying smiled, “That works too. What do you think, Qing?”
“Uh… well… let’s forget it,” Yang Qing gently patted Qin Xue’s hand and smiled at Wang Ying, “I don’t really understand profit-sharing, but I know it would get me more. Since you’re helping me so much, I feel bad asking for more, so 100,000 it is. Haha… I like quick money!”
“Hehe… you really are something,” Wang Ying laughed and then asked, “So, you’re agreed. When can I have the song?”
Yang Qing hesitated, “Uh… well… the day after tomorrow? How about the day after tomorrow?”
“Gah!”
Hearing that, Wang Ying and the others were stunned, staring blankly at him.
You actually meant to say… tomorrow!
Li Dongning couldn’t help but criticize Yang Qing’s words, “Stop pretending. You can write a song in the blink of an eye. Why say the day after tomorrow? Come on, reveal yourself now! Please close your eyes!”
Yang Qing: …
What do you mean pretending? What reveal? Young man, you know a bit too much!