Chapter 493: Chapter 493: 274 Where have you been hiding! Xu Ge! You are not in Xinghai at all, I saw your live stream!

No matter what, the live broadcast for the album release must be completed.

Pei Muchan perked up and began to interact with the barrage of comments.

A comment flashed by, “When will the album be released? I’m squatting on a small bench waiting!”

She was about to reply when, suddenly, another comment among the dense barrage stood out for asking something completely unrelated.

“Xu Ge! You’re not at Xinghai at all! Where have you hidden yourself?”

Pei Muchan was once again at a loss for words, but luckily, another female staff member from the studio came over to save the situation, taking over and answering a few key questions.

“Today at twelve noon sharp, cuties can look forward to General Pei’s new album.”

“Haha, our General Pei is a bit nervous, actually a solo artist.”

“Yes, a total of ten songs.”

“Teacher Xu is here, Teacher Xu is actually in our studio. When he came, he even brought our General Pei…” The staff member smiled.

Before she could utter the words “brought flowers,” Pei Muchan came to her senses and hurriedly interrupted.

“The album… was half completed with Teacher Xu, so you will be able to hear the songs written by Teacher Xu. The style is indeed different, yes, you can tell.”

The female staff member who was accompanying the broadcast was cut off, naturally steering the conversation toward the content of the songs following Pei Muchan’s lead.

Xu Qingyan watched Pei Muchan, who looked like an ostrich, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.

His gaze lowered as he stood still, beginning to ponder.

Pei Muchan was the type of person who became more reserved the closer you got to her, like an aloof immortal in the cold mountains. She was someone who truly embraced all hardships, a person of the world.

At first, he thought Pei Muchan was aloof, but after spending some time together, he found her to be soft-natured. Despite her cool and mature appearance, she could get scared after a nightmare.

Her kisses, although clumsy, were passionate.

Xu Qingyan couldn’t remember where he’d read the poetry, but it went something like: “The ancient cauldron freshly cooks the phoenix marrow’s fragrance; how can it bear the clear goblet’s holding of the exquisite brew?” He felt it couldn’t be more fitting to describe her.

It meant that a small wine cup cannot contain a richly fragrant fine wine, and Pei Muchan was that mild wine. Gulping it, you miss the flavor. Savor it slowly and meticulously, and you notice its taste more.

So, he brought gifts and flowers, and beyond that, did not make a fuss. He even left in the middle of the live broadcast to go up to the second floor and continue with the work he had left off.

This was what Pei Muchan wanted, that no matter how busy or how far Xu Qingyan went, he would always come back. Sitting at his old workstation, working in tacit understanding as always.

As if he had only been away for a short while and now had returned.

On the second floor.

Xu Qingyan’s desk looked the same as when he had left it, with no changes.

After sitting down, while waiting for the computer to boot up, he glanced at his phone.

Jiang Ling had sent him a message again, asking about the whereabouts of new songs.

Recently, she had decisively signed a contract, becoming a true employee of Sky Light Film and Television. Thus, by asking him for new songs, she had turned from being cautiously probing to being outright demanding.

“Maybe there are some, see in a few days,” Xu Qingyan replied vaguely.

He always chose for Jiang Ling songs of average quality but with a catchy tune. He would select in this direction, then draft the score and send it to her for producing singles.

It wasn’t out of favoritism, but purely for making money. Good songs and the somewhat average ones were all posted up, no need to pick and choose, just focus on one that would make a steady income.

And to be honest, the songs Xu Qingyan provided for Jiang Ling, like “Yu Ai” and “Decent,” were of high quality, far from just going through the motions.

This was all thanks to the vast archive of tunes, which for Xu Qingyan was a business with no cost. In fact, for him, finding songs was more tiresome than arranging music.@@novelbin@@

After all, he liked to fiddle with semi-finished products in his free time. When needed, he would choose a tune from the semi-finished warehouse and finish it quickly, extremely efficient.

In front of his desk, he opened the folder named “Seabed.”

He pondered whether to capture a few more employee Pokémons. The current company structure was crystal clear. Other than the boss, there was only Jiang Ling, extremely simplified.

Half an hour passed in a blink, and there were footsteps outside the door. The only person who would come up to the second floor was Pei Muchan. He turned to look, and sure enough, it was Pei Muchan.

“Finished?”

“No, there was a bit of a situation…” Pei Muchan covered her face, pursed her lips, her expression somewhat strange.

Xu Qingyan, confused, “What situation?”

“Operator Xiao Mei let it slip that you were here, and then your fans flooded in,” Pei Muchan covered her face, unsure of how to explain further, so she simply said.

“They’re spamming the chat, asking you to go on the broadcast.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyan was completely dumbfounded, and after a moment, repeated the question.

“My fans?”

“Mhm.” Pei Muchan nodded.

“Uh… I didn’t even know I had fans, let them be.” Xu Qingyan waved his hand dismissively and began to talk nonsense, “That’s the thing, you can’t indulge them!”

“Go down, it’s okay.” Pei Muchan smiled.

“It doesn’t seem right. After all, this is your album release live stream. Why am I joining the fuss?” Xu Qingyan hesitated for a moment and then added, “Better not.”

“Let’s go.” Pei Muchan stepped forward, tugging at him, and declared, “Half of this album is your hard work, too. How can you not make an appearance?”

Meanwhile, she couldn’t help but grumble to herself, thinking now he decides to avoid suspicion, where was this consideration earlier?

Xu Qingyan then went downstairs with her, naturally taking her hand in the process.

“Hmm?” Pei Muchan was startled. The studio staff were all on the first floor, and she tried to pull away gently but didn’t succeed. Turning her head, she whispered, “There are people…”

“So if there were no one, it would be okay?” Xu Qingyan deliberately paused for two seconds, slowing his speech and articulating clearly.

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