Lin Ruo had initially thought that Qin Yunxuan had hit a creative block, but she never expected that Qin Lang was actually worried about having too many songs and not knowing which one to write.
That made her earlier words sound a little too harsh, didn’t they?
Still, Lin Ruo just shook her head without feeling particularly embarrassed.
After all, she had witnessed Qin Yunxuan’s extraordinary talent many times before, and she’d built up some immunity to this kind of humblebragging.
“If you have that many songs in your head, then putting together this album should be a piece of cake for you, right?” Sister Lin asked, a little puzzled.
Qin Lang let out a soft sigh. “If it were just any ordinary album, I wouldn’t have so many concerns. But right now, my opponent is Wen Yixuan. If I don’t prepare properly and end up getting crushed by her, wouldn’t that be utterly humiliating?”
Sister Lin’s mouth twitched. She’s Wen Yixuan—a veteran diva!
Where did this expression of “if I don’t try hard, I’ll lose” even come from?
You don’t actually think you can beat her, do you?
Even Lin Ruo didn’t believe that Qin Yunxuan could truly overcome Wen Yixuan. At best, she’d just… lose with some dignity!
However, Qin Lang did raise an issue that made Sister Lin stop and think.
“Xuanxuan, your question is actually a good one. When we’re about to release an album, we need to establish a central theme for it, and every song should revolve around that theme.”
“The album’s style should be relatively consistent. You rarely see an album that mixes folk songs, rock, and ballads all together—that would be a jumbled mess, and it’s hard to achieve good results that way.”
“So, right now, what you need to consider isn’t just what songs to write, but more importantly, what style and theme you want for this album. Once you figure that out, the writing should come much easier.”
The album’s theme and style?
Qin Lang fell into deep thought. He’d never really given this much serious consideration before.
“Sister Lin, do you have any suggestions?”
Lin Ruo paused for a moment, then said, “Xuanxuan, have you noticed something?”
“What?”
“Aside from ‘Letting Go’—which is a love song—every single one of your other songs has been inspirational in nature.”
Qin Lang was taken aback. She was absolutely right!
From Blue Lotus to Invisible Wings, from Letting Go to Boundless Seas and Skies!
Even at Zhao Yunkong’s house, the song Qin Lang sang was A Diao, which also carried a hint of inspiration.
“I’m not saying this type of song is bad, but the current trend in pop music is still love songs. You’re only in your early twenties—don’t you have any fantasies about love?”
“If you keep putting out non-love songs, won’t your fans eventually get restless?”
Qin Lang rubbed his chin. Sister Lin’s suggestion was actually quite constructive.
There were plenty of classic love songs back on Earth.
Songs like Overdone!
Or Hopelessly Devoted!
Or even Love Deal…
When it came to love songs, Qin Lang finally started to get some ideas.
“Sister Lin, you’re amazing!” Qin Lang grew more excited as he thought about it—making his debut album a love-song album was simply the best idea.
He couldn’t help but turn around and give Sister Lin a big hug, then promptly dove into the recording studio.
Sister Lin watched his retreating figure, a gentle smile in her eyes. “This girl…”
——-
Compared to Qin Lang’s fulfilling life, the real Qin Yunxuan was experiencing the thrill of a battlefield for the first time.
Early that morning, as soon as Qin Yunxuan woke up, she received a call from Chen Xiyuan.
“Breakfast together?”
She’d have to leave from her rental place, go pick up Chen Xiyuan, and then have breakfast—that would waste way too much time.
She didn’t have much time in this swapped body to begin with. If she squandered it on something like this…
It just wasn’t worth it.
“Um… if you’re hungry, I can order you some takeout,” Qin Yunxuan said. “I’ve got money this time—order whatever you want.”
On the other end of the line, Chen Xiyuan was covered in dark lines.
Wasn’t Qin Lang supposed to be overjoyed when he got her call?
Why did his tone sound so impatient?
Chen Xiyuan felt like something was off. In other couples, the guy pursued the girl and went out of his way to make her happy.
But why was she the one trying to make Qin Lang happy here?
This didn’t add up!
“Could it be that since this is just a fake relationship, he’s using me and tossing me aside?”
A sour feeling suddenly welled up in Chen Xiyuan’s heart.
Hmph, what a jerk!
But she quickly composed herself.
“We’re a couple, aren’t we? Having meals together, watching movies—that’s all perfectly normal, right?”
Normal?
For someone like Qin Yunxuan, who had never been in a relationship before, she had no idea how to act with a partner.
And on top of that… the other person was a woman too, just like her.
That made Qin Yunxuan feel even more awkward.
But since they were supposedly boyfriend and girlfriend, she might as well have a meal together. After all, she was currently Qin Lang, right?
Half an hour later, Qin Yunxuan arrived at the building below Chen Xiyuan’s place.
Soon after, Chen Xiyuan came downstairs, lightly made up.
There was no denying it—Chen Xiyuan looked absolutely stunning after putting some care into her appearance. Even Qin Yunxuan, who was used to her own breathtaking looks, had to admit that Chen Xiyuan was at least a ninety out of ten.
Especially the pure, shy student vibe she carried—it drew quite a few admiring glances.
The campus beauty title was well-deserved.
Unfortunately, Qin Lang’s heart was already occupied by another woman.
So all of Chen Xiyuan’s careful preparations were basically wasted on someone who wouldn’t notice.
Chen Xiyuan had expected at least a flicker of amazement to cross Qin Lang’s face.
But Qin Yunxuan remained completely calm.
“Let’s go eat. What do you want? My treat?”
Chen Xiyuan raised an eyebrow. So calm?
Something’s off. He’s not… gay, is he?
Even her dorm mates couldn’t resist her when she dressed up like this!
But when she looked closely, Qin Yunxuan’s eyes truly held no reaction at all. Chen Xiyuan couldn’t help but feel a little deflated.
Was her charm really that weak now?
“Let’s go to that breakfast place on Commercial Street,” Chen Xiyuan said, a sly glint in her eyes. She sidled up next to Qin Yunxuan and directly linked her arm with hers, pretending to be casual.
But her reddened earlobes gave her away—Chen Xiyuan was far from calm.
This was the first time she’d ever so willingly held a boy’s arm like this!
Qin Yunxuan’s body stiffened too, a hint of awkwardness flashing across her face.
She clearly had no feelings for Chen Xiyuan, yet she had to act like they were a couple…
Now she felt like a jerk herself.
And so, under the envious and jealous gazes of countless male students, Qin Yunxuan walked intimately with Chen Xiyuan to the breakfast place.
They’d barely set their ordered food on the table when a surprised gasp rang out nearby, followed by a wave of strong perfume hitting Qin Yunxuan’s senses.
“You’re Qin Lang, right? I’m Leng Xiaoxiao from the School of Foreign Languages. Let’s get to know each other!”
A stylishly dressed girl appeared before Qin Lang, smiling brightly with her hand extended.
