"Oh my god, you are genius!" After hearing Bi Xia’s proposal, Xu Renfei shouted, "Your brain, seriously, how do you come up with this? You could be a screenwriter!"
"Actually, it was something you said that gave me this idea," Bi Xia replied calmly, "I remember hearing a similar song before. It made me think a lot, and the idea came to mind."
"I agree with this idea!" Meng Luo nodded, looking at Bi Xia appreciatively, "This way, we can all play to our strengths, and the approach is quite novel. It’s just perfect!"
"In that case, Sister Luo can choose the actors, and I’ll find the musicians in our class," Meng Chi clapped his hands, "Boss, the script and stage directions will be on you, so please handle them quickly." This content belongs to novel⦿fire.net
"Don’t worry," Bi Xia grabbed the sneaky Xu Renfei, "If I can’t handle it alone, I have him, rest assured."
Why does it feel like I’ll never escape from Bi Xiaoxia’s grasp...
"You’re smart, so be sensible." The light voice next to his ear sounded eerily familiar, making him shiver. He suddenly looked up and was startled by the sight of a stunningly beautiful face, causing him to lean back in fright, "Bi Xiaojiu, you, you, you!"
"What, what, what do you mean?" Bi Xia snickered, his eyes half-closed, leaning towards Xu Renfei like a devil, his red lips lightly parted, "Stop struggling. The more you struggle, the deeper you sink..."
"So, compromise... fall... angel or devil, which will you choose?"
Staring at the boy turning into a devil before him, Xu Renfei’s bewildered eyes began to blur. His dazzling eyes started to elongate and redden, his eye corners lifting, resembling the alluring flowers blooming in Hell.
The crimson lips became even more vibrant, like lips that couldn’t lose the color after drinking blood. His small tongue suddenly licked his lips, forming a seductive curve, a husky sexy voice flowing out, like a siren sitting on a deep-sea rock, each note luring people into the abyss, "Come with me..."
"The demon in my dreams, enticing me, telling me, come, everything you desire is in the abyss..."
"He stands tall, always so proud..."
"One day revered as an angel, one day feared as a demon..."
Unformed sentences burst into Xu Renfei’s mind. His eyes lit up suddenly, he got up and grabbed Bi Xia’s hands, his eyes burning intensely, murmuring those sentences that soon shaped into satisfying lines.
Excitedly, he stretched his arms and hugged Bi Xia tightly, "Little Jiu’er, you really are my lucky star! Cast your spells on me; I embrace them willingly!"
"You know what! The problem that troubled me for almost a month is finally solved! It’s you! It’s you! You are the prototype!"
Listening to Xu Renfei’s jumbled words, Bi Xia frowned slightly, pushed Xu Renfei away, watching him sit down quickly, took out paper and pen and started writing, then pulled out sheet music and continued composing.
"What is he doing..."
"Looks like he got inspired," Meng Luo laughed, lifting his gaze to Bi Xia, "Sure enough, Little Class President is a marvel."
"Your unintended performance and jokes gave Xu Renfei, who had been stuck with unsatisfactory lyrics for almost a month, new inspiration. Just leave him be; he’ll finish soon."
Tsk, watching Xu Renfei writing furiously, Bi Xia raised an eyebrow, what a peculiar guy.
"[Actually, I want to say...]"
"’What? Speak.’ Bi Xia raised an eyebrow at the sudden bubble of 007.
"[This could be an opportunity.]"
"’What opportunity?’ "
"[I think, this song inspired by you, you can participate in it, and then earn some good favor...]"
"’I thought it would be something significant!’ Bi Xia rolled his eyes, ’I refuse.’ "
"[Why?]007 queried, [It’s such a great opportunity! You can gain fame, and fame brings countless goodwill points! Moreover, Xu Renfei wouldn’t mind!]"
"’007!’ Bi Xia suddenly called out seriously, ’The one writing the lyrics is Xu Renfei, the one with the inspiration is Xu Renfei, all of this is his achievement. I won’t use him as a tool to earn goodwill points.’ "
"’He...’ Bi Xia laughed, looking down at Xu Renfei, ’Although I don’t want to admit it, he truly cares about me...like a brother.’ "