What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

"Opera? Why do you ask?"

After hearing this, Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han doubtfully.

In today's society, among the younger generation, apart from those who specialize in folk arts, there are really not many others who are involved in this field.

Contemporary young people are too influenced by new wave music and are basically indifferent to these traditional Chinese quintessences.

They think these are old hat and out of date.

If you go out and tell people about it, you will only get surprised looks from them, and they will mumble something like "a cliché."

So Lin Qingluo was somewhat surprised to hear Xiao Han talk about this.

"Don't worry about what you are doing, will you?"

Xiao Han's eyes burned and he asked again.

"I know a little bit. I studied with my grandma for a while when I was a child, but it's far worse than a professional teacher."

After saying that, Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han. She was really curious about Xiao Han's purpose.

"You know a little bit, that's great. Sister Qingluo, you are such a lucky star!"

Xiao Han excitedly grabbed Lin Qingluo's arm and kissed it hard.

I didn't expect, really didn't expect, that Lin Qingluo would actually do it.

This kind of luck is really driven by God.

"Tell me, why are you asking this?"

Seeing Xiao Han's excitement, Lin Qingluo became even more curious.

Pulling him and asking questions.

This person stirred up the topic but didn't bother to explain. It was really bad.

Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han who only cared about his own happiness, stepped forward and lightly punched him a few times.

"No, no, I'm telling you."

Seeing that she had been teased to no avail, Xiao Han quickly raised his hand.

He took Lin Qingluo and held her in his arms.

"This is a program cooperating with CCTV. I made a new plan for them. Then I made a special promotional song. I made two versions of this song, a normal version that I plan to sing myself, and another The opera version wants to sing for you."

"But this requires a certain degree of opera skills, but you can't sing it and make people laugh."

"And you are the best candidate now."

Stroking Lin Qingluo's long, smooth hair, Xiao Han said seriously.

"This song is very special. It will probably refresh your impression in the minds of fans."

Xiao Han couldn't help but get goosebumps when he imagined Lin Qingluo in ancient costume singing in a dramatic style on a beautiful stage.

He could already imagine how immortal and amazing it would be.

Lin Qingluo felt itchy after being told by Xiao Han, and couldn't help but hook his neck.

"Stop being so pretentious and talk to me quickly."

Looking at the bright eyes in front of her, Xiao Han scratched her nose.

"This is a Chinese-style song, which corresponds to the blue and white porcelain introduced in the first part of the program. And I plan to release it as a promotional song. Of course, for the sake of mystery, only one section will be released."

Xiao Han described it confidently, and Lin Qingluo next to him was full of admiration.

It's actually Chinese style, and now this style has become Xiao Han's business card.

I didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to sing in this style so soon.

It is still the work of the founder Xiao Han.

She can already imagine how popular the song will be when it is released, and with this popularity, it is really possible for her to go further.

"Do you really want to sing this Chinese-style song to me?"

As he said that, Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han with rippling eyes, full of affection.

"If I don't sing to you, who will I sing to? This time we will join forces and overturn the stage together."

Xiao Han waved his hand, his momentum rising.

"Okay~ let's go together."

Lin Qingluo said, holding Xiao Han's neck tighter.

"But you need to practice your acting skills again as soon as possible. It's best to invite a professional teacher to come over. Don't let them pick out the thorns during the performance."

"Tomorrow I will go to China Television to find Fang Wei and try to finalize the plan as soon as possible."

Xiao Han said in a deep voice, arranging things one by one.

"I'll let Sister Wan make the arrangements~"

Lin Qingluo let go of Xiao Han's neck, picked up the phone and dialed.

Wait for her to hang up.

Xiao Han came out of the bedroom holding a stack of music scores.

"Sister Qingluo, this is the music score of "Blue and White Porcelain". You should read it first and ask me if you don't understand anything. I will go and improve the plan while there is still time."

Handing the score to Lin Qingluo, Xiao Han returned to the bedroom.

If you go to China Television to submit your plan tomorrow, you will definitely encounter doubts.

Tonight, he wanted to straighten out his thoughts and make complete preparations.

Late at night, Xiao Han put down the manuscript in his hand and rubbed his sore eyes.

Finally, through continuous simulation exercises, all the information was memorized.

Go to sleep, there is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

Stretching, Xiao Han pushed open the bedroom door.

I saw that the light in the living room was still on, and Lin Qingluo was lying on the desk writing something.

The warm yellow light made her silhouette look particularly soft.

Xiao Han stepped forward slowly and slowly.

What comes into view is dense analysis notes.

"Xiaohan, why are you here? Have you finished the plan? This song is great!"

Blocked by the shadow, Lin Qingluo put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at Xiao Han.

At this time, she had a touch of excitement on her face.

She was really captivated by "Blue and White Porcelain". The music was gentle and beautiful, and the lyrics were beautiful and stunning.

Thinking that she was about to sing such a masterpiece, Lin Qingluo couldn't help but feel excited.

What she admired even more was Xiao Han's talent.

Thinking that this is my man's work, I can't hide my pride.

"It's all done, how's it going? Are there any questions?"

Xiao Han sat down and reached out to pick up his notes.

What a beautiful little calligraphy.

"What you wrote is so good, I don't dare to change it for you."

With that said, Lin Qingluo snatched the note back. This was her private note.

Xiao Han looked at him like this, feeling somewhat ashamed in his heart.

"It's getting late. It's not too late to study tomorrow. Now listen to me and go to bed first."

With that said, Xiao Han picked up Lin Qingluo's legs and hugged her.

"Ah~"

With a cry of surprise, Lin Qingluo fell into Xiao Han's arms.

Put your hands around his neck.

Thinking of what was about to happen, her face turned crimson.

After getting the score of "Blue and White Porcelain", she had already put aside her worries.

She is more confident than Xiao Han about whether she can complete China Television's project.

This song has the potential to become an annual classic.

I believe China Television’s project team can also see clearly.

From the current point of view, Xiao Han has won firmly. Now it depends on what conditions he can obtain tomorrow.

Putting aside their worries, the two of them now urgently needed a hearty battle to vent their full emotions.

In the dim light, Lin Qingluo sang a dramatic tune for Xiao Han in advance.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's so heart-wrenching.

With such a wonderful soundtrack, Xiao Han felt like he had endless energy all over his body.

This drama really has a unique flavor.

The rain is beating down on the lute, half covering my face, and the remaining red color is still lingering.

After the storm, the sunset was reddish.

At this point, Ming Jin withdraws his troops and hangs up the no-war card.

Holding each other in their arms, the two fell asleep.

Just wait for tomorrow to dawn and start another battle.