Chapter 171 Be Prepared
Chu Mingzhou looked at the angry Lin An'an and loosened his grip slightly, but still held her gently in his arms. He said helplessly, "An'an, I'm not being unreasonable, I just feel sorry for you."
Lin Anan snorted twice, "I'm not made of paper, how can I get tired so easily? I just want to make some delicious food to share with you, and also do you a favor."
She did it for herself.
Chu Mingzhou's inky eyes were filled with unclear emotions. He looked at her for a long while, then slowly lowered his head and took another bite.
"I think you have too much energy left."
Lin Anan:?
Lin Anan's cheeks flushed, and she pushed him with an unstable breath, "You...be serious, it's broad daylight."
Her voice was a little breathless and her eyes glanced towards the door in panic, she was extremely nervous.
Chu Mingzhou's collarbone flushed, and he held the man back with his backhand, "Don't move."
Lin Anan felt that his eyes were like a hook, trying to hook her soul away. "I really can't do this now. I'm scared!"
Chu Mingzhou laughed softly a few times, the laughter vibrating in his chest. He stopped what he was doing, but still held Lin Anan tightly in his arms, his forehead against hers, rubbing it gently with reluctance, "Okay, then we'll do it tonight..."
"Chu Mingzhou!"
After a while, Chu Mingzhou regained his serious expression, hummed lightly, and coaxed her to take a nap.
The warm afternoon sun shone into the house. Lin Anan nestled in Chu Mingzhou's arms, unable to rest for a moment. She twisted and turned, her heart still pounding, and the blush on her cheeks lingered for a long time.
If it were any other day, she would have to take a nap for at least an hour, but today her mind was wandering and she couldn't fall asleep at all.
Chu Mingzhou closed his eyes with a faint smile on his lips. He patted her body again and again, letting her toss and turn without exposing her.
Finally, Chu Mingzhou got up on time, and Lin Anan followed him, "I'm going to the art troupe to bring eight-treasure rice to Zihuai."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
Lin Anan quickly went to the desk drawer and took out an envelope, "This is a new song I wrote for the art troupe. I'll bring it with me."
This is a new song "Benfu" that Lin Anan took time to write. It has a popular tune at the moment, and it is positive and full of hope.
Lin Anan planned to sell it to the art troupe at a high price. After all, Lu Qing said that the art troupe was not short of money. She would go to the hospital for a follow-up visit next week, and it was hard to say how much it would cost, so it was better to be prepared.
I packed several servings of eight-treasure rice pudding, put them in a basket and went out.
In the courtyard in the afternoon, the sun shone on the ground, casting two long shadows, which sometimes overlapped, looking quite intimate.
Soon, the two arrived at the art troupe.
Chu Mingzhou didn't say much, and tightened her scarf. "Go back early after you're done. If Lu Qing asks you for help, you can refuse."
"Okay, I know."
"Um."
As soon as Chu Mingzhou left, Lin Anan entered the art troupe as if she knew the place well.
"Hey, Comrade Lin, you're here?"
"Where's Zihuai? I just saw him. Tell him quickly that his sister is here."
So many familiar faces, all very polite.
"An'an." Pan Guoyang was talking to the lighting technician on the scene. When he saw Lin An'an coming, he waved at her.
Lin Anan smiled and nodded at him, "Busy?"
"No hurry, are you here to see Zihuai?"
"Well, but I came here specifically to see Instructor Lu. By the way, I brought you some food as well." Lin Anan shook the basket in her hand without lifting the cotton cloth.
After all, she only prepared it for a few people with whom she had a good relationship, but the rest of the people didn’t have it, so they would still feel a little embarrassed if they saw it.
Pan Guoyang paused for a moment, but then accepted it openly. "Thank you for your hard work. Instructor Lu is in the office. I'll take you there."
"Okay."
Pan Guoyang brought Lin Anan to the door of Lu Qing's office and knocked gently. When he heard the voice of "Come in" from inside, he pushed the door open and motioned Lin Anan to go in.
Lu Qing was sitting at his desk, concentrating on a document. When he heard the noise, he looked up and a smile immediately broke out on his face. "Sister-in-law, why are you here? Come and sit down."
Lin Anan walked forward with a smile and placed the basket in her hand on the table beside her. "I made some of our Sucheng's eight-treasure rice and brought it for you to try."
As she spoke, she lifted the cotton cloth on the basket, revealing eight-treasure rice pudding that she had specially packed in plastic bags, selecting the ones that looked the best.
Lu Qing said "Oh!", stood up, and walked to Lin Anan. "You know what, I still remember the braised food from last time. This eight-treasure porridge is my favorite again."
Lin Anan smiled and shook her head, took out one of the copies and handed it over, then handed the others to Pan Guoyang, asking him to help distribute them, "Here are Minister Bai and Minister He's copies, thank you for your help."
"No problem, I'll get it in a minute."
After the distribution, there were only two portions left in the basket, which were for Lin Zihuai.
Seeing that Lu Qing was in a good mood, Lin Anan sat down not far from him and took out the envelope containing the new song from her pocket with a smile, "This is a new song I wrote in my spare time. What do you think of it?"
Lu Qing's smile paused, then his eyes lit up. He quickly took the envelope, a hint of joy flashing across his face, "A new song? I must take a good look at this."
Lu Qing couldn't wait to open the envelope, took out the lyrics and music inside, and read them very carefully.
As he watched, he subconsciously hummed the melody, and his expression kept changing with the content of the lyrics and music.
Lin Anan sat there with a smile on her face, not saying much.
She is so confident in herself that these decades of time difference are not in vain.
In the next fifty or sixty years, there will be a huge number of hit songs released. She only needs to choose a few suitable songs and find inspiration from them to create something even more amazing.
After a long while, Lu Qing finally finished reading it. His eyes were full of excitement. "Great, great! This song perfectly meets the needs of our art troupe. It's tailor-made for us."
Seeing that he was satisfied, Lin Anan felt relieved, "As long as it's suitable."
Lu Qing pondered for a moment, asked Lin Anan to wait, and then he trotted out with the song in his hand.
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