Chapter 80: Do You Still Want to Sing?

Ling Xiaoli was stunned.

The main reason was that in her original world, pure folk music wasn’t exactly a hugely popular genre either. She had never really considered folk music before, so she had completely overlooked this vast blank space.

But now…

No matter what, it represented the accumulated musical heritage of an entire world!

If she dug up all those treasures, she could probably even earn herself the title of the godmother of new folk music!

Besides, Bai Ziyu…

Bai Yu…

Through her brief conversation with Bai Yu, Ling Xiaoli had learned that the original owner had repeatedly considered ending her life.

If Bai Yu hadn’t spent day after day dragging the original owner out to drink, perhaps she wouldn’t have survived more than half a year ago.

So, to the original owner, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Bai Yu’s kindness was as weighty as a mountain.

Ling Xiaoli would accept that debt of gratitude on the original owner’s behalf!

And besides…

Hehe.

If she could really help Bai Yu return to the music industry, then with such a powerful ally backing her up, wouldn’t her path in the music world be completely smooth from then on?

Even by the end of the novel, Luo Zhaoyin’s standing in the music industry might not necessarily surpass what Bai Ziyu had once achieved.

After all, Luo Zhaoyin was developing in film, television, and music simultaneously.

Ling Xiaoli wiped away the nonexistent drool at the corner of her mouth, opened Word, and got straight to work!

………

Two in the morning.

Ling Xiaoli’s eyes were bloodshot as she listened to the song one more time.

Only after she was certain there were no problems did she click Save.

“Dreams at Thirty.”

This was the song she had searched through her memories to find—the one that best suited Bai Yu’s current situation and would be most appropriate for his comeback.

The main issue was that she wasn’t sure about the condition of Bai Yu’s voice, so the difficulty of singing this song could be described as extremely low.

Fortunately, a friend of hers in her original world used to sing this song frequently, so Ling Xiaoli was fairly familiar with it.

After several hours of working herself to the bone, she completed it in one go.

She glanced at the time and let out a long breath.

It was already so late. Everyone was asleep.

She would talk to him tomorrow.

Tomorrow, she would ask Bai Yu whether he still wanted to sing.

If he did, she would give it to him.

Although Ling Xiaoli hadn’t gone to bed until three in the morning the previous night, she still woke up a little after eight the next day.

Getting up at four or five every morning during the previous period had left her with an excellent sleep schedule.

No.

A good short-sleeping habit.

Ling Xiaoli glanced at the time and was about to go back to sleep when a sudden phone call interrupted her plans.

Seeing the name on the screen, Ling Xiaoli immediately answered.

“Sister Mei, what’s wrong?”

“Xiaoli, did I wake you?”

“No, no! Good morning, Sister Mei. Is something wrong?”

“Try to make some time to come to the company today. Aren’t you going to re-record Prophecy? I also happen to want to talk to you in detail about your work.”

After hanging up, Ling Xiaoli immediately got out of bed and started getting ready.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to send Bai Yu a WeChat message.

—Ling Xiaoli: Do you still want to sing?

………

The weather was clear, but although the sun was bright, there was hardly any warmth.

At 8:50 a.m., Ling Xiaoli stood in front of Starlight Tower.

She was wearing a black knee-length down jacket today, which looked extremely warm.

Of course, she wasn’t wearing much underneath.

She would be recording indoors, so there was no need to worry about being cold.

Ling Xiaoli looked up at the magnificent, landmark-level building, filled with emotion.

No wonder I ran into Lin Cheng at the café that day. His company is actually so close to Mufeng Coffee!

From here, she only had to walk left without even crossing the street, and she would reach Mufeng Coffee in five minutes.

She glanced at the imposing entrance.

It was rush hour, and people were streaming into the building one after another.

So I’m going to be working here now?

Though she probably wouldn’t come here very often in the future.

When she was filming, she would be running around from one production crew to another.

She would probably only need to come here when she was recording songs.

Without thinking about it any further, Ling Xiaoli followed the crowd inside.

Unexpectedly, just as she arrived at the front desk to register, she discovered that Sister Mei was already waiting for her there.

Ling Xiaoli’s Daily Moments:

—Ling Xiaoli: We’ll all reach that day eventually, so I suppose there’s nothing wrong with me going ahead first.

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