Become a loli idol

Chapter 328 Onwards

Shu Xunzhou has always acted vigorously and resolutely. Within a minute of hanging up the phone, the specific time of the concert had already been sent, as well as the matters for the program report.

Qiao Xinxin looked at the information on her phone, with a smile and anticipation on her face. She was looking forward to the concert or something. When Shu Xunzhou's tickets were still on sale, she would definitely talk about singing in the live broadcast room will do things.

Because the style of "Drawing the Silk Opera" is Japanese before a farewell, the number of viewers in Qiao Xinxin's live broadcast room has soared in the past two days, and she also received a call from Lai Zhize from her superior. She will start singing live tonight, and she wants to continue The popularity of the new songs in the past two days has captured fans and everything.

Qiao Xinxin didn't make any sense either. Anyway, any live broadcast is a live broadcast, no difference. When she broadcasts food live, the audience likes her food. When she sings live, the audience likes her singing.

Faced with the Japanese songs that Two-dimensional audiences like, the ancient songs that audiences like in the ancient style circle, and the pop songs that ordinary audiences like, she sings them all in the live broadcast room, and the songs are listed one by one in the playlist, whether it is the audience or the audience. She herself listened (singed) with great joy.

Because of the launch of the new song, Qiao Xinxin sang it until eleven o'clock today, and the audience didn't want to keep her. They just asked her to go to bed early and come to the live broadcast room to sing again the next day. Qiao Xinxin also agreed.

However, after downloading the broadcast, she didn't go to sleep directly. Instead, she took out a document in her cabinet, took out her guitar, and prepared to add the last verse to the new song she wrote.

Usually too busy, she doesn't have much time to write songs, so she can only finish them in a few nights. She is not in a hurry, after all, she remembers them all.

"Crack." It was the sound of a pen being loosened and hit on the table.

Qiao Xinxin glanced at the last music notation that was still wet on the paper, she stretched greatly, and also let out a long sigh of relief, with a relaxed look in her eyes, the song was finally written.

After she relaxed for a few seconds, she straightened her body sitting on the chair, picked up the erased, even somewhat dirty A4 paper, followed the syllables on it, hummed twice, and made sure After she had no questions, she put down the blank paper with a smile, not intending to copy a clean copy, so she took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to someone she hadn't contacted for a long time.

Qiao Xinxin didn't think about waiting in front of the phone for a reply after seeing her message sent, and humming the new song that she just wrote, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and change into pajamas to get ready for bed. It was eleven o'clock, so she had to go to bed early.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Xinxin came out of the bathroom, took a sip of water, took out her mobile phone and was about to go to bed to read the replies from her acquaintances, when she saw the message indicator light on the mobile phone with sharp eyes, she quickly went to bed, and then turned on the mobile phone.

【Deng Wei: I finally found out and came to find me! 】

[Deng Wei: The new song feels good, does it fit your theme this time? 】

Deng Wei's tone of voice is always like this... How old and disrespectful!If she hadn't known Deng Wei's age for a long time, she would not have guessed that Deng Wei was old enough to be her uncle just by chatting and meeting him.

Qiao Xinxin could understand Deng Wei's teasing of herself. She smiled, found a long cat pillow by the bed, put it behind her neck, and began to reply to Deng Wei's words comfortably. .

【Qiao Xinxin: It's not like I always forget about you, Uncle Deng. Didn't I remember you today~】

Deng Wei has always been able to take jokes. When Qiao Xinxin said this, he didn't look angry, but felt that this little girl was also a trickster.

[Deng Wei: Tch, I thought you were going to tear down the bridge and ignore me, a widowed old man. 】

Seeing Deng Wei's obviously wronged words, Qiao Xinxin couldn't help laughing out loud while sitting on the bed. This Uncle Deng is really old-fashioned.

The situation of Deng Wei, as he himself said, is a widow, and he is used to making handmade guitars at home. Apart from jogging every morning and going to a friend's house for tea from time to time, it seems that there is not much to do. There are many activities.

That is to say, after Qiao Xinxin was taken to his house by Yao Yunxia to "buy" guitars, she was quite noisy when she learned guitar there for a month. Now, listening to Deng Wei's words, she probably remembered that when she was learning guitar at his house, she was like a cook. If Deng Wei said that he missed his food, Qiao Xinxin said he didn't believe it at all, but if Deng Wei said that he missed his food, then she would believe it [-]% of the time.

[Qiao Xinxin: No, no, if you can hang out more with girls of the same age, you probably won't be a widowed old man. 】

Qiao Xinxin's words were like a knife, directly poking Deng Wei's heart. He replied that he was very hurt, and then the topic changed naturally.

[Deng Wei: The same age as me is no longer a little girl, and you, Uncle Deng, and I don’t have so much free time to find little girls, so let’s talk about your new song. 】

Within half a minute after Deng Wei's message was sent, Qiao Xinxin received a "hahaha" expression.

I really can't say enough about this little girl.

[Deng Wei: Ahem, back to the topic! 】

[Deng Wei: Is your song in a cute style? 】

He wanted to sleep at first, but saw that Qiao Xinxin, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, came to him on his own initiative. He thought he was here to talk about the new song "Drawing the Silk Opera", but who knew, it wasn't the new song he thought of.

Before Deng Wei could think about it, Qiao Xinxin sent a message.

[Qiao Xinxin: That's right, my song is in a cute style, and I want to change it to a different style. 】

[Deng Wei: Can you go to the end with one style, release a few new songs of the same type, and then release a new route. If you change too much, will others feel that you are not careful enough? 】Qiao Xinxin looked at Deng Wei's own message, she frowned, and didn't know what to go back to, after all, what he said seemed to make sense.

The audience got to know herself through the live broadcast and Japanese songs. It didn’t take long for her to become famous, but now she came out with an ancient style song. If she released a cute song in a short time, would she be said to be full of style? change?
Others go all the way to Hei, but she is good. She drives each road once, and then takes a step according to her mood. If she is not in a good mood, she can change a road. There are many songs, but they don't know much about the specific direction.

With such a development, in the eyes of people in the circle, they probably feel that they are a kaleidoscope, and they have not been able to make an accurate suit to represent themselves.

(End of this chapter)