116: Chapter 116 Songwriting Competition? Shen Qingxue is going to participate in this?

The next day.

Lu Li tossed and turned in bed, buried his face in the pillow, then rolled back over and opened his eyes a slit.

He felt for his phone and took a look; it was a little past eleven.

Whoa, this sleep was simply dark and gloomy, eclipsing the sun and moon, and turning the universe upside down.

He tossed his phone aside, sprawled out in a big " big" shape on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling while his brain slowly booted up and loaded.

When it was halfway loaded, last night's memories suddenly flooded back.

Lu Li sat up abruptly, the expression on his face changing from groggy to sober, from sober to complicated, and from complicated to guilty.

He raised a hand to cover his face, his ears peeking out from between his fingers turning slightly red.

He did it, he really did it.

Although he only pinched her cheek, that still counted as doing it.

What if Shen Qingxue found out...

No, she shouldn't know; she was asleep at the time, sleeping deeply, and didn't even wake up from those two soft hums.

Right, anyway, as long as he didn't know, didn't admit it, and played dead, it would be fine.

Lu Li took a deep breath, silently repeated this tactical strategy three times in his mind, and then crawled out of bed.

Change clothes, open the door, and walk out.

His movements were smooth and uninterrupted, and his facial expression management could be called movie-emperor level.

In the living room, Shen Qingxue was sitting on the sofa, holding that teddy bear in her arms, holding a phone in her hand, not knowing what she was looking at.

Hearing the commotion, she raised her head and glanced at Lu Li.

"Awake?"

"Mn."

Lu Li walked casually toward the bathroom, his steps calm and his expression composed.

"I slept pretty well, how about you?"

"Fairly well."

Shen Qingxue withdrew her gaze and continued looking at her phone.

Lu Li walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and let out a long breath facing the mirror.

Fortunately, everything was normal; she didn't know anything.

Safe landing.

He turned on the faucet, washed his face and brushed his teeth, made a few facial expressions in the mirror to confirm he looked completely normal, and then pushed the door open and walked out.

Shen Qingxue was still sitting on the sofa, her posture hardly changed at all.

Lu Li walked to the kitchen, took the newly bought box of yogurt from the refrigerator, tore open the seal, took a sip, and then leaned leisurely against the kitchen doorframe.

"Any plans for today?"

Shen Qingxue raised her head to glance at him, then lowered her head and swiped her fingers a few times on the phone screen.

"Did you check Douyin?"

"Didn't look, what's up?"

Lu Li took another sip of yogurt, his tone casual.

Shen Qingxue turned the phone screen toward him.

"I saw that Douyin's official platform launched a Song Creator Contest, and we seem to fit the criteria quite well."

Lu Li walked over holding his yogurt and lowered his head to glance at the screen.

"Song Creator Contest... recruiting original songs from across the internet... no limit on style or form, as long as you wrote it yourself... champion prize money... eight hundred thousand?"

Reading up to here, Lu Li's eyes lit up slightly.

Eight hundred thousand!

A few days ago, this money might not have meant much, but to the currently penniless them, that was a huge sum of money.

What's more, this money came legitimately, matching the two of them perfectly.

"How about it, interested?"

Shen Qingxue took back her phone, her tone bland.

Lu Li leaned back against the sofa, resting his hands behind his head and crossing his legs.

"Sure, let's join."

He paused and tilted his head to glance at Shen Qingxue.

"By then, I'll write the songs for you, and you can just go sing them."

Shen Qingxue's fingers paused on the phone screen.

She raised her head, looking at Lu Li with a slight frown.

"You're not singing?"

Lu Li shook his head, his tone understatement.

"Not singing, I'll only write."

"Why?"

Shen Qingxue's frown deepened, seeming to not quite understand his decision.

Lu Li leaned against the sofa, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"No special reason, just... don't want to move my mouth, only want to move my pen."

He paused and spread his hands.

"Besides, look, I help you write songs and you go sing them, isn't that just right? Your singing skills are better than mine, your popularity is higher than mine, and you also recognize my level of song-writing."

"Our division of labor is clear and the efficiency is high, how great is that."

Shen Qingxue stared at him for two seconds, seemingly judging whether he was serious.

But Lu Li's expression didn't have any hint of joking.

"Are you serious?"

"Do I look like someone who would joke around?"

Shen Qingxue was silent for a few seconds, then looked away.

"Then what about the competition? Are we participating under the name of a duo, or registering individually?"

Lu Li thought for a moment, resting his hands behind his head and crossing his legs with a leisurely look.

"As for the competition... my meaning is, you participate under your personal name."

Shen Qingxue's fingers paused on the phone screen, raising her head to look at him with a slight frown.

"Why?"

"Think about it, a duo is the two of us, which means going up together, just releasing some duet songs would be fine."

Lu Li paused and continued speaking, a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"But for this kind of individual competition, your singing skills are better than mine and your popularity is higher than mine. You going to participate is much more suitable than me."

Shen Qingxue stared at him for two seconds.

But Lu Li's expression didn't have any intent of joking, and he even spread his hands, adding a sentence.

"Besides, look, I write songs for you and you go sing them. Our division of labor is clear and our efficiency is high, how great is that."

"Aren't you afraid I'll steal all the spotlight alone?"

Shen Qingxue's tone was bland, but those cold eyes carried a hint of subtle probing.

Lu Li was stunned for a moment, then chuckled involuntarily.

"Steal it then, I don't care about this anyway. Besides, we're in the same gang, you grabbing it doesn't that mean I grabbed it?"

He paused and added another sentence.

"Besides, if you don't win the championship, wouldn't the songs I write lose their value?"

Shen Qingxue was silent for a few seconds, then looked away, lowering her head to fill out the registration information on her phone.

"Mn... Okay, then I'll register."

Before long, Shen Qingxue finished filling out the information and then clicked submit.

A line of text popped up on the phone screen.

[Registration successful! The Song Creator Contest auditions will be held at the Modu Exhibition Center! The competition will officially start in ten days, please pay attention to subsequent notices for contestants]

Lu Li leaned over to take a look and nodded.

"Done."

Shen Qingxue put down her phone and raised her head to look at him.

"Also, the competition is divided into auditions, semi-finals, knockout rounds, and finals. Each round has a different theme, so we need to prepare an original song that fits the theme in advance."

"And the theme for this audition is Summer, do you have any ideas?"