Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 576 What kind of love?
Lu Yuanqiu suddenly didn't know what to say. He paused for a moment and typed a reply.

Lu Yuanqiu: I have my own principles. [Clenched fists]

Long Liandong did not reply to the message.

The next afternoon, Lu Yuanqiu went to the address sent to him by Long Liandong on his phone. It was a coffee shop near the Sixth Middle School.

He pushed open the door and saw Long Liandong sitting side by side with a young man wearing round-framed glasses at a table in the corner. There was a laptop in front of the young man. When Long Liandong saw Lu Yuanqiu, she whispered something to the young man next to her.

The young man had a bright smile on his face and waved enthusiastically to Lu Yuanqiu, while Long Liandong turned her head to look out the glass window. She only glanced at Lu Yuanqiu once, the moment he entered the room.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, my name is Fang Ran, and I am a musician."

The young man named Fang Ran even stood up and shook hands with Lu Yuanqiu. Lu Yuanqiu was flattered and quickly reached out to shake hands with him as well: "Hello, Teacher Fang, I've heard so much about you."

Have you heard any of my songs?

"Have not heard."

"Then what are you talking about?" Fang Ran thought to himself, coughing to cover it up before awkwardly laughing and saying, "It's okay, I'm a behind-the-scenes worker, so I'm not as famous as the singers themselves, but I'm confident in my abilities."

Then why don't you introduce some of the songs you've written...? Seeing his eagerness to prove himself, Lu Yuanqiu began to suspect that Long Liandong had secretly provided the funds.

"Did you bring the lyrics?" Fang Ran asked.

"I brought it, it's on the USB drive." Lu Yuanqiu handed over the USB drive.

Fang Ran sat down, plugged the USB drive into his laptop, opened the document, stared at the screen for a moment, and then his eyes widened in surprise: "Mr. Lu, is this your first time writing a song?"

Lu Yuanqiu replied with a smile, "Yes, that's right."

"No wonder it's not very professionally written..."

Lu Yuanqiu's smile froze.

This guy surnamed Fang is a bit of a braggart.

Fang Ran scrolled down with the mouse, and Long Lian Dong's gaze had silently shifted from outside the window to the computer screen. Lu Yuan Qiu looked up at her, and Long Lian Dong looked back out the window.

"I haven't had a chance to thank you in person yet, thank you," Lu Yuanqiu said.

Fang Ran didn't even look up, but confidently replied, "It's still early, Mr. Lu. Let me compose the music for you first."

“Uh… I’m talking to her.” Lu Yuanqiu gestured to Long Liandong with his eyes.

Fang Ran fell silent, then suddenly noticed a burning gaze on him. He turned his head and saw Long Lian Dong staring at him with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you reliable or not?"

“Uh… Mr. Lu.” Fang Ran seemed somewhat afraid of Long Lian Dong, so he quickly changed the subject and said to Lu Yuan Qiu, “I may need to revise the rhymes of some sentences for you. Don’t worry, the original meaning of the sentences will not be changed much. You can take a look after I’ve made the revisions. The composition definitely needs your cooperation. After all, you wrote the lyrics. I need to determine what kind of thoughts and feelings you want to express and give me a general direction.”

Lu Yuanqiu nodded slowly, as if thinking, and then replied: "Love, expressing love."

Long Liandong's eyes, reflected in the glass, flickered. She glanced at the blue sky outside the window and let out a soft breath.

Fang Ran asked in confusion, "What kind of love? Is it the regret after breaking up with someone you couldn't have? Or is it liking someone and expressing your love to them, or missing the past, or something like that? Can you describe it more specifically?"

Lu Yuanqiu pondered for a moment. Long Liandong was still looking out the window, so he turned to Fang Ran and said in a straightforward manner, "It means you're in love with someone and want to express your love to them." "Okay."

After Fang Ran finished speaking, he lowered his head, bit his tongue, and typed furiously on the computer. Lu Yuanqiu thought for a moment, then leaned forward and said, "Oh right, wait a minute, there's also..."

He was startled, then slowly opened his eyes wide and saw a QQ chat box on Fang Ran's computer screen. He had just been intently typing a reply to a friend's question about where to have dinner.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at him in surprise: "...You weren't writing down what I said, were you?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I've got it in my head... A friend just asked me something, so I replied to a message," Fang Ran quickly explained.

Lu Yuanqiu gave him a look that seemed to say, "Are you even reliable?" Fang Ran was awkwardly laughing when a clear, cold voice suddenly came from the side: "Grandpa, the one you found..."

Seeing Long Liandong take out her phone, Fang Ran was shocked. He immediately stepped forward and carefully took the phone from her, forcing a dry laugh as he said, "I can, I can, trust me, Miss Long..."

He hung up the phone, respectfully returned it to the other person, and sent the message "Get lost" to the person on the other end of the QQ chat. Then he closed the chat window and, with a serious expression, typed out what he had just said below the lyrics in front of Lu Yuanqiu. Lu Yuanqiu glanced at it before returning to his seat.

Seeing that he had sat back down, Fang Ran asked respectfully, "Was there anything else you wanted to say?"

Lu Yuanqiu: "That's right, the expression of love should be gentle and lyrical, not too passionate... but the chorus should be a bit more passionate, right? Uh... I'm not quite sure how to express it, you can try composing the music first."

Long Liandong watched as Lu Yuanqiu carefully described "this love," and gradually drifted off into thought.

Fang Ran was quite professional and understood what Lu Yuanqiu meant. He followed up by asking, "No rock music, right? The tempo doesn't need to be so fast. Your voice will be clearer and softer, with a storytelling quality, leaning towards folk style?"

"That's absolutely right." Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand, and Fang Ran quickly gave him a high five.

"Give me five!"

Fang Ran had barely finished shouting when he grimaced, withdrew his trembling hand, and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Lu's grip is really strong..."

"Do you have a sample of the piece in your mind? Or is there a song in your imagination that's similar in style to it?"

"Not yet."

"Okay, I've got it all in mind. I'll try to get it done within a week, then you can take a look and see if it's okay. If not, please give me your suggestions and I'll revise it. It should take about two weeks, right?"

"Yes, we need to rehearse after the 15th."

"Ok!"

Fang Ran shut down his computer, put the USB drive in his bag, and added Lu Yuanqiu as a friend. The three cups of coffee that the waiter brought were still untouched. Long Liandong, who was sitting there, was clearly fine, but she was only focused on looking at the scenery outside the window.

Lu Yuanqiu said, "How about I treat you two to dinner?"

Fang Ran raised her hand: "No, no, I have plans tonight."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, but his gaze fell on Long Liandong's stare at him. Fang Ran was taken aback and quickly changed his words, saying, "No, no, time is tight, I have to work tonight."

Lu Yuanqiu looked at Long Liandong: "Would you like to have a meal with me?"

(End of this chapter)