Lin Nanxi couldn't help but feel a little amused when she heard this. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. "So am I digging a hole and burying myself in it? I originally thought that raising the price to this level would invisibly dissuade many people, but I didn't expect that in the end I would be lifting a rock and shooting myself in the foot."

Tong Si couldn't help laughing when she heard Lin Nanxi's analogy. Then she thought of the huge sums of money she had received, and suddenly she felt that her hard work was not that hard. After all, the work of writing lyrics and composing music was all done by Lin Nanxi. This was a real big project!

Thinking of this, Tong Si glanced at Lin Nanxi with sympathy and comforted her, "It's also my fault for not thinking it through. Otherwise, if you raise the price of the songs a bit, maybe you can reduce the number of singers who ask you to write songs."

Seeing that Tong Si had been successfully distracted by her, Lin Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, she said, "The key is that it's too late to say anything now."

Tong Si frowned upon hearing this, a trace of anxiety and worry on her face, "So what are you going to do now?"

Lin Nanxi looked at the many songs in the music library, curled her lips, and said, "Since the money is offered to us, why not refuse it? But Sister Si, don't let them lead you by the nose. You must rest well when you need to rest, and let them follow your schedule. After all, they are the ones who need you."

Hearing Lin Nanxi's words, Tong Si's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Then she looked at Lin Nanxi with a puzzled look, thinking: Could it be that she has some misunderstanding about this matter? After all, this money is not given to them for free, but requires her to write songs in exchange!

Tong Si's eyes were filled with doubt. "Xixi, are you sure you want me to continue?"

You have to know that she has now received payment for more than 30 songs. Even if Lin Nanxi can write a song within ten days, it will take at least a year to complete these songs.

What's more, she actually asked herself to continue answering the call. What on earth was Lin Nanxi thinking?

At this moment, Tong Si was really full of confusion and doubts!

"Well, Sister Si, just take your call. I know what's going on." Lin Nanxi had a firm look on her face, with an unquestionable light flashing in her bright eyes.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Nanxi nodded without hesitation, "Yes, I'm sure!" Her voice was soft yet powerful, with a magic that made people feel at ease.

"By the way, Sister Si, please send me the list of singers who have paid, and then go back and rest early."

Tong Si was a little worried, but in the end she followed Lin Nanxi's wishes because she knew that Xixi was not a person without sense of propriety!

In the next few days, Tong Si's life became regular. She went to work as usual during the day, devoted herself to her work with full energy, and took every step seriously.

In the evening, she would go home early to be with her family. Whenever she stepped into the house, it seemed as if all her fatigue was melted away by the warm atmosphere, and she enjoyed this rare quiet time.

As time went by, the number of people who came to her to buy songs gradually decreased. After all, there were only a few singers who could afford to buy the songs written by Lin Nanxi.

Lin Nanxi has not been idle these days. She has been staying in her room. Even her meals are brought in by Zeng Yaqing and Lin Jianhua. No one disturbs her at other times.

During this period, she did not go out once and was busy for several days. After all, even if these songs did not need to be written by Lin Nanxi herself, she still needed to listen to the songs, understand the singer's style and vocal characteristics, and then pick out songs suitable for the singer from a huge number of songs. It was also very busy.

Moreover, the selection of each song requires her full concentration and repeated consideration, which consumes a lot of energy and time.

Time flies by quickly. Seeing Lin Nanxi staying in the room writing, drawing, humming and singing, Zeng Yaqing and Lin Jianhua were very worried.

Their furrowed brows and worried eyes revealed their deep concern. Although they knew she was working, it was not good for her not to go out for so many days.

Long-term isolation is not only harmful to the body, but may also affect mental health. They pray silently in their hearts, hoping that their daughter can finish this high-intensity work as soon as possible, walk out of the room, and enjoy the sunshine and fresh air outside.

Just at this time, Tong Si came to see Lin Nanxi because she hadn't seen her for several days.

"Sister Zeng, brother-in-law, good morning." Tong Si greeted them warmly with a smile. She quickly glanced around and asked curiously, "Where's Xixi? Hasn't she gotten up yet?"

Zeng Yaqing opened up her mouth when she heard this, and a hint of eagerness and anticipation instantly appeared on her face: "Xiaotong, you're finally here. If you don't come soon, I'll call you too."

Tong Si's heart tightened when she saw this. A bad premonition came over her, and her voice became nervous: "What's wrong? Did something happen to Xixi?"

"Nothing happened, but she has been staying in her room for a week and hasn't come out. Even her meals have to be brought in by her father and me."

Zeng Yaqing frowned, her face full of worry, and the deep wrinkles seemed to tell of her inner torment.

"I know she's working, but she can't be working so hard, or her body will break down sooner or later."

Tong Si gently patted Zeng Yaqing's hand and said in a gentle and soothing tone, "Sister Zeng, don't worry. I'll go over and take a look first."

"Okay, you have to persuade her for me. After all, I don't understand her work. But no matter how important work is, it is not as important as health!" Zeng Yaqing held Tong Si's hand tightly, as if placing all her hopes on her.

"I know, don't worry."

After saying that, Tong Si climbed up to the second floor as fast as the wind, "Dong Dong Dong."

After hearing the knock on the door, Lin Nanxi quickly climbed out of the warm bed, picked up a pen and sat on the bed and started to daydream. In fact, she was trying to drive away the sleepiness!

But the sleepiness seemed to have taken root in her mind and could not be driven away.

Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Tong Si pushed the door open and walked in. What she saw was the floor full of papers, which were scattered all over the floor like snowflakes.

Lin Nanxi had a messy head of hair, and her arms were resting on the small table on the bed, supporting her hands to hold her cheeks.

Her eyelids were opening and closing, and she was obviously very sleepy. But even so, she still held a pen tightly in her hand, and the small table was filled with various papers for writing and drawing.