85: Chapter 85 Perhaps I have a way to handle this.

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"Actually, it's not like there's no way at all."

Jiang Feng said after some thought.

"What way?"

Li Qingwan looked at Jiang Feng, her face full of confusion.

"Isn't the rehearsal tonight?"

"Before the rehearsal, why don't you just whip up a song for that official?"

Jiang Feng said.

"That's impossible."

"It's not as simple as you think."

"Setting aside the fact that there are less than ten hours left until the rehearsal, where am I going to find a song?"

"Even if I did find one, there's a high chance it would be rejected by the officials."

"The requirements for this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala are extremely strict."

"Ordinary songs simply won't meet their standards."

Li Qingwan shook her head.

She felt that Jiang Feng was being far too simplistic.

If it were really that easy,

she wouldn't be so distressed.

"Tell me, if someone could solve this trouble for you right now,"

"what price would you be willing to pay?"

Jiang Feng suddenly smiled and asked after hearing Li Qingwan's words.

"If someone really could solve this trouble for me,"

"I'd be willing to do anything."

"Of course, as long as it's nothing too excessive."

Li Qingwan thought for a moment and said.

"What if this person wants money?"

Jiang Feng continued.

"If they want money, as long as it's under ten million, I can do it!"

Li Qingwan said through gritted teeth.

"OK, ten million it is."

"Write an IOU now."

"As soon as you write it, I'll solve this trouble for you immediately."

Jiang Feng said instantly.

Wasn't it just a song?

For others, a song might be something difficult to create in a short time.

But for Jiang Feng, the thing he lacked least was songs.

In his system, there were thousands upon thousands of golden hits from his previous life.

He could exchange for them whenever he wanted.

"You're not joking with me, are you?"

Li Qingwan looked at Jiang Feng with doubt written all over her face.

How did this guy dare to say anything?

"Of course I'm not joking."

"That's ten million. I never joke when it comes to money."

Jiang Feng said seriously.

"Can you really write a song in such a short time?"

"Even though there are more than ten hours left until the rehearsal,"

"the time left for us is far less than ten hours."

"Because once the song is sent to the official, they need to find someone to review it, and that takes time."

Li Qingwan still didn't quite believe him.

She felt that Jiang Feng was indeed a bit overconfident.

"Tell me, how many hours do we have left?"

Jiang Feng inquired.

"At most, two hours."

Li Qingwan checked the time; it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

If they could get the song to the official before ten o'clock,

perhaps there was still hope.

"That's enough."

Jiang Feng said calmly.

"Enough?"

"You're really not joking with me?"

"The song you write must have guaranteed quality."

"If the quality is too poor and it gets rejected by the official, I'll be in a very difficult position."

Li Qingwan first looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief.

Was this guy always this confident?

But then, she voiced her concerns.

She had already disappointed the official several times.

This time, if she couldn't produce a decent song, she probably wouldn't be able to justify it to the official at all.

"If the song gets rejected, I won't take a single cent, alright?"

Jiang Feng waved his hand and said confidently.

This confidence, of course, didn't come from himself.

It came from his confidence in the entertainment standards of his previous world.

The entertainment level of this world simply couldn't compare to the last one.

"Fine, then I'll believe you."

"As long as you can really solve this trouble for me,"

"the ten million is yours."

Li Qingwan said, gritting her teeth.

Ten million was certainly not a small amount for her.

But compared to being able to solve the massive trouble in front of her,

ten million didn't seem like much.

"OK."

"Then I look forward to our cooperation."

Jiang Feng smiled.

"Are you going to start writing now?"

"Tell me whatever you need."

"I'll go prepare it for you."

Although Li Qingwan didn't believe Jiang Feng could really write a song in two hours,

she could only trust him now.

Aside from Jiang Feng, she had no other options.

"I'll go sleep for an hour first."

"I didn't sleep at all last night."

As Jiang Feng spoke, he let out a yawn.

"What? You want to sleep for an hour first?"

Li Qingwan grew anxious.

Was Jiang Feng sure he wasn't playing her?

They only had two hours to begin with, and Jiang Feng wanted to sleep for one?

This... this was simply beyond ridiculous, wasn't it?

"Of course. Without some rest, where will the inspiration to write a song come from?"

"Why don't you get some rest too? Look, you're starting to get dark circles."

Jiang Feng said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

In fact, there was a reason he wanted to sleep for an hour.

After all, it was only eight o'clock, and there was still an hour before he was supposed to start work at nine.

He couldn't start work early.

"Fine... then go ahead and sleep."

"I won't sleep."

"I'll wake you up once you've had an hour of sleep."

Li Qingwan said, gritting her teeth.

Despite her emotions being in a state of extreme flux,

she still decided to respect Jiang Feng's wishes.

However, in her heart, she no longer held much hope.

Writing a song in two hours was a fantasy to her.

Now, writing a song in one hour was simply impossible.

Thinking of this,

Li Qingwan let out a soft sigh.

Forget it.

She couldn't blame anyone else.

Everything was just the consequences of her own actions.

"Good, then I'm going to sleep."

"Call me in a bit."

Jiang Feng yawned again and walked toward the large bed in the room.

He lay directly on the bed and fell asleep.

During this hour,

Jiang Feng slept quite soundly.

But for Li Qingwan, this hour was an absolute ordeal.

Sleepiness and anxiety tormented her deeply.

In her helplessness, she could only order two cups of coffee

to force herself to stay awake.

"Whew..."

On the other hand, Jiang Feng

was sleeping very soundly at this moment.

He even started snoring.

"..."

Seeing this, Li Qingwan couldn't help but shake her head.

Was it really reliable

to pin her hopes on this guy?

...

Soon,

an hour passed.

Jiang Feng woke up.

"You really didn't sleep."

When Jiang Feng woke up and saw Li Qingwan sitting straight on the sofa, drinking coffee and lost in thought,

he spoke up.

"No, I couldn't sleep."

Li Qingwan shook her head.

"Alright, but I think you still need to rest for a while,"

Jiang Feng said after thinking for a bit.