Entertainment: The system makes me a porter

After returning to the hotel, Xue Xiaoxia refused to come out of Qiao Qiuqin's arms. "Qinqin, it's really hard to make money writing lyrics and composing music now. I'm a child myself, so how can they let me write children's songs? I don't want to~ I don't want to~"

Qiao Qiuqin gazed tenderly at the adorable and naughty Xue Xiaoxia in his arms. At this moment, Xue Xiaoxia was like a naughty and lovable kitten.

In Qiao Qiuqin's impression, although Xue Xiaoxia would occasionally act naughty, she was mostly a steady person.

Qiao Qiuqin patted Xue Xiaoxia on the back and said, "What should we do, my little friend?"

It was like a warm spring breeze blowing past her ears, and as gentle and soothing as the gurgling of water. This gentle and low voice was like a clear spring, refreshing her heart, and gradually calmed Xue Xiaoxia's originally restless mood.

[Host, you don’t seem to like this topic very much? You didn’t resist it so much before? 】

【Well, not every child has heard nursery rhymes. Nursery rhymes are also regional in nature.】

Is there any direct relationship between the system still not understanding this and the host not liking this topic?

[I still don't understand dear host, I haven't heard of the system, the regionality can basically be ignored because there are not many children's songs in the first place. ]

Xue Xiaoxia raised her head from Qiao Qiuqin's arms and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "Qinqin, why don't you try to write a song! This way you can become both a composer and a singer."

Qiao Qiuqin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Xue Xiaoxia to make such a request. Looking at Xue Xiaoxia's expectant eyes, he directly refused. "Xue Xiaoxia, please don't make such an unreasonable request."

Qiao Qiuqin kissed Xue Xiaoxia and said, "Even if I learn now, I can't finish writing it within a week."

Xue Xiaoxia buried her face in Qiao Qiuqin's arms once again, her little head working frantically.

Children's songs should not be too childish and should be sung nicely. Xue Xiaoxia really didn't know which one there was. She chose one in the system's mall and fell asleep directly in Qiao Qiuqin's arms.

After Xue Xiaoxia fell asleep, Qiao Qiuqin gently put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt. Qiao Qiuqin hugged Xue Xiaoxia back into his arms, staring at his sleeping face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Xue Xiaoxia woke up and found herself in, although it was not the same position as before she fell asleep, but still in Qiao Qiuqin's arms. Xue Xiaoxia rubbed herself against Qiao Qiuqin's arms.

Qiao Qiuqin hugged Xue Xiaoxia tightly to prevent him from falling. "Xia Xia, you are moving around like a pig."

Xue Xiaoxia lightly hit Qiao Qiuqin on the chest, "Qinqin, who is so good at talking, I will reward you with a sweet song."

Qiao Qiuqin knew that Xue Xiaoxia had finally made up her mind. It didn’t matter whether the song was sweet or not, as long as her baby was happy.

The morning sun shone through the window into the room, illuminating Xue Xiaoxia's slightly tired face. He stretched himself, slowly sat up from the bed, and then stretched his body vigorously, as if to dispel the sleepiness of the night.

After finishing all this, Xue Xiaoxia walked briskly to the desk and gently pressed the power button of the computer. As the screen lit up, she skillfully opened the music production software and prepared to start a day of creative journey.

[The host's song this time... There is no "Doudoulong" like you in this world. Can you also take over the animation production? 】

When Xue Xiaoxia finished writing "Dou Dou Long" for Qiao Qiuqin, she could already imagine how beautiful the scene would be when Qiao Qiuqin sang the song.

As Qiao Qiuqin listened to the music and watched Xue Xiaoxia singing and demonstrating to him, the only thought in his mind was that his baby was really adorable.

If it didn't need to be recorded, Qiao Qiuqin felt that it would be more appropriate for Ren Ruiran or Xue Xiaoxia to sing this song themselves.

Qiao Qiuqin looked at Xue Xiaoxia's undisguised smile.

"Xue Xiaoxia, is it really okay for you to laugh so wildly? Is it really that funny? My throat is smoking." Qiao Qiuqin really couldn't bear to see Xue Xiaoxia laughing so cheerfully.

Xue Xiaoxia calmed herself down, "I don't want to either! My favorite Doudoulong Doudoulong~ah~is so cute~"

Qiao Qiuqin hugged Xue Xiaoxia and kissed her. Xue Xiaoxia was distracted thinking that Qiao Qiuqin was indeed a professional singer with great lung capacity.

"Not paying attention? Are you still cute?" The smile in Qiao Qiuqin's eyes was too obvious and there was no threat at all.

Xue Xiaoxia pushed Qiao Qiuqin away and said, "You continue to practice, my lovely Qinqin. I have to do something big."

Xue Xiaoxia sat beside Qiao Qiuqin while she practiced, and she wrote and drew on the tablet.

For the entire afternoon, Xue Xiaoxia's ears were filled with Qiao Qiuqin's clear and melodious "Dou Dou Long".

In fact, in principle it is just a line of lyrics, but when it comes out of Qiao Qiuqin's mouth, it has a magical power that makes his originally not-so-good mood gradually become cheerful.

The sunlight shines into the room through the window, creating patches of mottled light and shadow.

Xue Xiaoxia sat quietly by the window, with a tablet in her hand showing a picture of a Totoro. Looking at the cute Totoro, Xue Xiaoxia was very satisfied.

Qiao Qiuqin's voice reached Xue Xiaoxia's ears from time to time. Every "Dou Dou Long" was like a breeze, gently blowing through his heart, bringing a touch of warmth and comfort.

It is indeed a very healing song!

[Sometimes I really don't understand why Qiao Qiuqin should change his style when he is so suitable for singing these lovely songs?] The system said boldly.

Xue Xiaoxia complained in her heart that it was enough for a college graduate to pretend to be young for a year or half a year, and it would be a bit impolite to pretend any longer.

It's enough for a man in his 20s to sing one or two sweet songs like this occasionally, but if he sings the same song every time, it would be a bit artificial.

Xue Xiaoxia leaned back in her chair, stretched, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

He turned his gaze to Qiao Qiuqin, and seeing his focused and charming expression, his heart couldn't help but be moved.

Such a sweet and lovely man is my boyfriend.

[Host, you will be scolded for being in love sometimes. Why do you suddenly admire your boyfriend when you are painting? Don’t you think this is rude to me? ]

[Tong, there are some things you don't have to see. You didn't pry into my privacy, did you? ]

[Ah, which time are you talking about? The first time when you almost couldn't get out of bed, or the time when you two started in the bathroom after a short separation? ]

Xue Xiaoxia's face is already red. She can look at the teacher and fry eggs now. Is this system so ignorant?

Don’t you know what you need to avoid?

[It is like this, host. Actually, our system cannot see the process, but we can only know that you curse in your heart the next day after every action. After all, the main system does not want us to be polluted. ]

Xue Xiaoxia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she was wrong and would try again next time.

Xue Xiaoxia colored the Totoro and drew the background. She looked at the Totoro illustration over and over again before handing it to Qiao Qiuqin. "Qinqin, look at the Totoro."

Qiao Qiuqin saw the cute Totoro and said, "You are cuter than him."

Xue Xiaoxia really benefited from Qiao Qiuqin's words. After all, who wouldn't like to be praised by their lover?

Xue Xiaoxia hugged Qiao Qiuqin's arm and said coquettishly, "Then Qinqin, can you sing 'Dou Dou Long' for me again?"

Qiao Qiuqin smiled and nodded, then softly sang the song he had been singing all day. His voice was melodious and full of love.

Xue Xiaoxia was so absorbed in listening that she couldn't help but hum along. The two people's singing intertwined together, sounding like the sound of nature.

When Xue Xiaoxia saw Qiao Qiuqin's shining eyes, she could probably guess that Qiao Qiuqin wanted to sing with her.

This was not a difficult task for Xue Xiaoxia. It was just a matter of adding a microphone. He would definitely agree to it without any hesitation.

After all, such a simple request did not bring him too much trouble or pressure. If such a simple thing could make Qiao Qiuqin happy, Xue Xiaoxia would not mind doing it at all!

Xue Xiaoxia's cell phone rang and she checked the reminder from the program team. The program team sent the schedule for the next episode.

The audience for their next episode will be all parents and children, with one parent bringing one child. The program team means that children should decide whether the children's songs are good or not, because they are directly facing the children's group, so everyone should remember to pay attention to their wording when writing lyrics and music.

Qiao Qiuqin smiled at first, "Why is this production team targeting me? In fact, this message could have been sent directly to Zhang Yifeng. It's not good to send it to a group like this."

Xue Xiaoxia recalled the first time she met Tang Xinyi, a beautiful woman with a sweet style. Xue Xiaoxia originally thought that they were just friends with Ren Ruiran.

Unexpectedly, the girl spoke like birdsong and flowers as soon as she opened her mouth, and Xue Xiaoxia was shocked.

However, although the lyrics are not very elegant, and even a bit insulting, the fact that they closely follow current affairs, have obvious criticism, and have a rock melody does attract young people.

In fact, Xue Xiaoxia herself likes this kind of thing very much, but it has a small audience, a single melody, and relies on social news to stand out, so the difficulty coefficient is high.

What I fear most is that I accidentally write something in the song that shouldn’t be written, and all the hard work I put into the song will be wasted.

If Xue Xiaoxia hadn't been reminded by the program crew that it would have a bad influence on children, to be honest, she really wanted to see the innocence of children with birds singing and flowers blooming.

Qiao Qiuqin seemed to know that Xue Xiaoxia wanted to take a look at the lyrics written by Zhang Yifeng before they were revised.

Qiao Qiuqin hugged Xue Xiaoxia and said, "Let's go check on Zhang Yifeng now. He won't be able to destroy the body so quickly."

The two of them hit it off and walked towards Tang Xinyi and Zhang Yifeng's practice room. They were not the only ones who came to watch the fun.

Seeing Xue Xiaoxia and Qiao Qiuqin, they squeezed in to leave some space for them.

"It really touched my blind spot. It's not easy to write a nursery rhyme. You have to pay attention to the wording. Why didn't he just type my name?"

The four people who were eavesdropping outside complained in unison in their hearts, "Do you still know that there is something wrong with your wording?"

The girl consoled him, "Forget it. We've come this far. If it really doesn't work, we can just admit defeat."

Zhang Yifeng was unwilling to give up. This was the last chance for both of them.

Both of them have similar contract periods with the company, and the company originally wanted them to become popular again through this variety show.

If they really fail, both of them will be unemployed when the contract expires.

Zhang Yifeng was concentrating on his work and had no idea that someone was peeking at him from outside the door.

Tang Xinyi was holding her phone and looking for more elegant alternatives to the inappropriate words, looking at Zhang Yifeng from time to time.

"He has been a B-level songwriter for so many years. It's really hard for him to change these habits." Tang Xinyi muttered softly.

Xue Xiaoxia and Qiao Qiuqin smiled at each other and decided to go in and tease Zhang Yifeng.

They pushed open the door, and Qiao Qiuqin said loudly, "Hey, Comrade Xiao Zhang, how's your writing going?"

Zhang Yifeng was so startled that the pen in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He looked at the two people at the door with a resentful look on his face, "Why are you here? Qiao Qiuqin, you are amazing. You have been here for such a long time but you didn't come to see me. Are you pretending not to know me?"

"How dare I? Isn't it because I'm afraid of disturbing the busy Zhang's work?" Qiao Qiuqin said in a sly tone.

Zhang Yifeng rolled his eyes at Qiao Qiuqin, "Then why are you bothering me now?"

"I came to see you and listen to the wonderful poems you wrote." Qiao Qiuqin said with a smile.

Zhang Yifeng handed them the manuscript and said, "You can read it yourself. I'm almost going crazy. Although I know my words are not very friendly to children, it's not easy to find alternative words."

Xue Xiaoxia took the manuscript, looked at it for a few seconds, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The lyrics above are indeed very interesting, but some of the words are indeed not suitable for children.

"I think you can revise it and add more understandable words. It has too much critical connotation and doesn't sound like a nursery rhyme." Xue Xiaoxia suggested.

"Teacher Xia Xue, how do you manage to write about everything? There are many different styles of music in your one-month challenge, and the Lycoris radiata in the last issue was also very novel." Tang Xinyi felt like she had seen a savior.

Zhang Yifeng scratched his head. "One month challenge? What is that?"

"One-month challenge is the name given by my Xia Xia's fans to his action of writing 31 songs in one month." Qiao Qiuqin knew that his friend rarely paid attention to entertainment news except for social news.

Zhang Yifeng stared at Xue Xiaoxia closely, his eyes full of endless admiration and respect. It seemed that in his eyes, Xue Xiaoxia was a high and mighty existence, making him fascinated.

No wonder Tang Xinyi looked at him as if she had seen a savior just now.

Qiao Qiuqin quickly stood between Xue Xiaoxia and Zhang Yifeng, "Take your eyes away or I will take my Xia Xia away."

Zhang Yifeng's mind seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and his face was filled with shock.

"You kid! Is he your primary school senior? Now it looks like you are the old cow eating young grass." Zhang Yifeng gave Qiao Qiuqin a precise attack.

Ever since Qiao Qiuqin started dating Xue Xiaoxia, he couldn't stand anyone mentioning his age or saying that he was mature.

He didn't care much about these things before, but his son Xia Xia likes the feeling of being a big brother and likes to act like a spoiled child.

Xue Xiaoxia also knew that Qiao Qiuqin minded this, because before they were together, Qiao Qiuqin basically just washed her face with facial cleanser and then applied some facial cream for maintenance.

But now the maintenance process takes nearly an hour.