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Chapter 928: Divine Songs for Miserable Occasions

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The filming task went much smoother than expected, and Wen Xia's scenes were almost finished in just one afternoon.

This is good news for her, at least she doesn't have to spend so much time putting on makeup and wearing silicone clothes tomorrow.

Taking off the silicone, Wen Xia's T-shirt was completely soaked.

The thick prop clothes were completely airtight, plus the climate in early autumn that was not particularly cool, making Wen Xia sweat once fiercely.

"This day of filming is more intense than my week of exercise." Wen Xia wiped her forehead with a wet wipe; she felt she had lost at least four jin.

"Eat the bitterness of bitterness, be a person above a person." Luo Quan comforted while handing Wen Xia a wet wipe.

"Okay, let's just do this for now." Wen Xia wiped the sweat off her face, "I have to take a good bath when I go back to the hotel."

Girls are more or less a bit clean-freak; like this kind of sticky situation, it's not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

But there is no way, for the sake of filming, you should endure these discomforts.

After all, there is no work in this world that makes people feel comfortable.

"Then let's finish work; everyone rest early, we will continue tomorrow." Luo Quan shouted, ending today's filming.

Just like she said before, "Crazy Racer" doesn't need to rush the schedule, plus the filming difficulty is low, so it can be more leisurely.

In the past, the crew would not get off work until after six o'clock, and occasionally had to rush work at night, while this time they could finish work at five o'clock.

Wages are settled by the day; in the case of not working overtime, of course, the earlier the better, so the employees cheered.

Returning to the hotel room, Wen Xia's first thing was to take off everything, and then couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom.

"Pay attention to the influence, Su Yu and I haven't gone out yet." Luo Quan sat on the bed and shouted at Wen Xia in the bathroom helplessly.

"It's not like you haven't seen us naked, what are you afraid of?" Wen Xia shouted in the bathroom where the water was splashing.

In front of her own people, she has always been such a bold style.

It was like this when swimming by the sea before, and it was also like this when soaking in hot springs under Mount Fuji.

But it is indeed as Wen Xia said, they have already been frank with each other I don't know how many times, and there is really nothing to be shy about.

And she and Luo Quan grew up wearing the same pair of pants, and there is no need to say how intimate they are; they belong to the degree of being able to rub each other's backs when taking a bath.

Of course, the two really haven't rubbed much; after all, the number of times they took a bath together can be counted on one's fingers.

"Then you wash slowly, I'll go back first." Luo Quan had nothing to do, so she got up and prepared to leave, and Su Yu followed closely and returned to her room.

After Luo Quan returned to the room, the first thing was of course to open the live broadcast.

The scenes filmed today were not many, and there was nothing good to cut, so she just met with the fans directly.

"Wow, live streaming so early today?"

"Not filming today?"

"Seems like it's only five-thirty."

"It seems Luo Bao misses me too much, so she skipped work to meet me."

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"Hahahaha, your shameless appearance is really quite my style." Luo Quan looked at the barrage and laughed uncontrollably.

"I told you before that this filming task is not particularly heavy, so I can have time to live stream for everyone at night. It's not just today that it's so early, it might be so early in the future."

However, Luo Quan's truthfulness made some fans break their defense:

"Sigh, I thought you couldn't bear to part with us."

"It seems we thought too much; in the end, we were wrong."

"Luo Bao, why don't you tell a lie to satisfy my fantasy?"

"Collect the taste, don't YY at every turn."

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Facing the fans' sad words, Luo Quan also looked very innocent: "Adults told us from childhood that good children cannot lie."

This explanation was so weak that not many fans bought it.

However, they didn't dwell too much on this, but asked:

"Luo Bao, do you have any new moves for the recent Art Olympics?"

"You must have signed up for many projects this time; I don't know if there are any besides music."

"How many gold medals is Luo Bao planning to take this time?"

"The preliminaries are about to start; can you reveal your competition repertoire to everyone?"

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In fact, many of these questions need to be kept secret, and shouldn't be asked during the live broadcast.

However, when the strength reaches this level, there will be no taboos, and leaking secrets in advance will not have any impact on the results.

So Luo Quan answered after reading the fans' questions: "I did sign up for many projects, and besides music, I also signed up for oil painting."

This answer shocked the fans:

"Oil painting?"

"I haven't heard that you can paint."

"Very normal, my Luo Bao's versatility is famous."

"Just make a self-portrait, let's call it 'Luo Quan Lisa's Smile'."

"Da Vinci Luo, right?"

"This can have it; after a few hundred years, this handed-down painting might also be like the Louvre, leaving infinite reverie for future generations."

"It is suggested to hide some difficult secret codes in the oil painting, let future generations solve the mystery, and then set the real answer as three Chinese characters—'teasing you to play'."

"You are really skin, it's too ridiculous to really do this."

"True masters always have a funny heart."

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I have to say, this suggestion from the fans is actually quite interesting.

Leaving mysterious and difficult codes in world-renowned works, with future generations racking their brains to solve them, thinking they might get some treasure, only for the final answer to be so absurd.

Just this kind of twist and turn is enough to be called an anecdote.

Of course, the premise is that the person solving the puzzle must have a broad mind; otherwise, they might suffer a cerebral hemorrhage after knowing the truth.

However, while the fans' suggestion is interesting, she currently has no plans to pull such stunts.

As for the painting she intends to copy, she doesn't plan to choose Da Vinci's either.

While this polymath's accomplishments in oil painting are certainly impressive, by comparison, Luo Quan prefers Van Gogh.

Also a genius, Van Gogh's life was far more miserable than Da Vinci's.

When he was alive, the paintings he created couldn't be sold at all; he was mocked and hurt by those around him, lived in poverty, and was incredibly unlucky in love.

Yet, such a failure in life achieved immense success in art.

He transformed all the pain he suffered into the talent under his paintbrush.

With fervent emotions, in who knows how many painstaking nights, he painted those world-renowned works so beautiful they make people cry.

This is the so-called: "The world kisses me with pain, yet I respond with songs."

Suffering spurred Van Gogh on, bringing his talent to this world.

Unfortunately, Heaven did not cherish this genius.

His masterpieces were only truly appreciated after his death.

Even if later generations drove the prices of these paintings to the sky, Van Gogh himself could no longer know, which is undoubtedly the greatest regret.

If she could, Luo Quan really wishes Van Gogh could board a time machine, come to the world hundreds of years later, and see just how great he is in the mouths of later generations.

Such a scene would surely be very moving.

The good news is that this world also has a Van Gogh, but she has carefully looked at his "Sunflowers," and they are completely different from the ones Van Gogh painted in her previous life.

Each has its own beauty, but it can almost be said they are not the same thing.

So Luo Quan had always been thinking about making Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" reappear in the world, letting the world appreciate this scorching beauty born from pain and hardship.

Now, the convening of the Art Olympics is a god-given opportunity; she will meticulously paint this bright and stunning oil painting, as serious as if she were outlining makeup for her own beautiful face.

But for now, she still wants to keep people guessing, temporarily hiding it from the fans, and will bring it out to give everyone a surprise after "Sunflowers" is finished.

So she only briefly mentioned the painting, and then shifted the topic to music.

As mentioned before, the classical piano piece is already settled; it is the long-awaited "Luo Quan's Canon."

And the violin piece hasn't been revealed to the fans yet; seeing that the domestic qualifiers are about to start, Luo Quan doesn't intend to hide it anymore and decided to bring it out for everyone to see today.

As Luo Quan's fans, they are naturally very lucky to have witnessed this process of Luo Quan creating something from nothing.

"I didn't bring a violin when I went out, but I just called a music store to rent one.

I'll write down the music now, and I'll perform it for everyone once the instrument arrives."

As Luo Quan said this, she pulled an A4 sheet of paper out of her suitcase.

This was originally for her to write movie plots and dialogue, but by using a ruler to draw horizontal lines, it can also be used as a musical staff.

"Can you tell us the style?"

"The style is classical music, does that even need to be asked?"

"That's not what they meant; what they want to ask is probably the mood, like whether it's cheerful or sad, tender or passionate."

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Facing the fans' inquiry, Luo Quan, who had just finished drawing the lines, replied: "The overall tone of this song is quite tragic, but I think after this piece comes out, many content creators might use it in funny scenarios.

For example, those 'standard ending' series, and the 'foreigners courting death' series."

Such an answer aroused the fans' confusion:

"That shouldn't be right; those series are all about people courting death and then suffering heavy damage, right? Can that even count as a funny scenario?"

"Humor and sadness are relative, because people often build their own happiness on the suffering of others."

"Yes, the smile on your face didn't disappear; it just transferred to me."

"Reference: Hell jokes."

"Haha, no wonder I laugh so happily when I watch these videos; so that's how it is."

"Oh no, it seems my merit points are going to be gone again today."

"Type 1, let's deduct merit points together."

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Netizens who surf the web often can still get this point; someone else's misery is sometimes indeed something that can make one burst into laughter.

It's just that they don't know what Luo Quan's piece will actually look like to be described by her as so tragic.

Speaking of tragic, the musical saint Beethoven has a piece called "Pathétique."

Besides that, there is another piece with a similar style called "Fate."

These are world-famous songs where one can feel intense emotions just by hearing the beginning; I wonder if this piece by Luo Quan can also achieve such an effect.

The fans discussed while watching Luo Quan write the name of this piece on the staff.

It looks a bit ordinary, not as evocative as "Fate," "Pathétique," or "Moonlight," so the expectations were slightly lower.

As for how the piece is, although Luo Quan didn't hide it from anyone while writing the notes, there are barely a few people in the live stream who even like listening to classical music.

Those who can read sheet music are even fewer and farther between.

So Luo Quan wrote page after page, but no one could make heads or tails of it; they still have to wait until the violin is delivered to find out.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Suddenly the door rang; Luo Quan thought the violin had arrived and hurried to open the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Wen Xia with disheveled hair who walked in.

"Why is it you?" Luo Quan said with slight disappointment.

"What kind of attitude is that? Does my appearance annoy you that much?" Wen Xia felt baffled.

"I'm waiting for someone here; I thought it was the person I was waiting for." Luo Quan closed the door and returned to the desk.

"I was just bored and came over to chat with you; the person you're waiting for hasn't come yet, but they will later." Wen Xia said, sitting on the bed and picking up a clean towel to wipe her hair.

After wiping a few times, she remembered to ask: "This towel is clean, right?"

"It's clean, I only used it to wipe my feet." Luo Quan said with a mischievous smile.

"Oh... wait!" Wen Xia's movements froze, her eyes wide open.

"I'm kidding you." Luo Quan laughed triumphantly, "This was just sent by the cleaning lady; they are all clean."

"Tch, you only know how to make such outrageous jokes." Wen Xia pouted and complained.

"Alright, I'm going to compose music, please keep quiet." Luo Quan didn't chat much more with Wen Xia, turned around, and began to continue transcribing the notes and melody of the song.

And the audience in the live stream was amused by the daily routine of the bickering sisters, Luo Quan and Wen Xia.

When the two are together, there is almost no such thing as getting along peacefully; they are always trying to find ways to annoy each other.

But in the eyes of the fans, this way of interacting is simply too lovely, full of CP vibes.

If Luo Quan looked up at the comments at this moment, she would definitely scoff at the fans' so-called CP vibes.

CP? Her daily life with Wen Xia only consists of mutual insults.

Fortunately, Wen Xia knows the weight of things; seeing Luo Quan composing, she quietly played with her phone in the room, occasionally entering Luo Quan's live stream, looking at her face from behind, and then using a secondary account to post some cheeky comments.

About twenty minutes passed like this, and the violin Luo Quan rented finally arrived; it was Wen Xia who got up and brought it in.

Luo Quan continued to write the song, preparing to finish the remaining part before performing it for the audience.

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