Chapter 239

Actually, at the very beginning, Yoona didn't like Chen Mo much, or rather, she didn't worship Chen Mo like the others did, but now, although she still didn't worship him like the others, her heart was filled with gratitude toward Chen Mo!

Looking at Yoona's expectant eyes, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and opened his arms.

Arms opened...

Yoona threw herself directly into Chen Mo's arms.

Her hands tightly hugged Chen Mo's waist, her little head pressed against Chen Mo's chest, feeling the muscles and heartbeat under Chen Mo's clothes, Yoona's pretty face flushed, and her heart raced.

"Bro... Brother Mo, thank you."

Yoona said softly and then let go of Chen Mo.

"You're welcome."

Chen Mo replied.

Then he saw the other eight also opening their big eyes, looking at him with anticipation.

Chen Mo opened his arms again.

Then the other eight hugged Chen Mo one by one.

Feeling the softness of each person's body and the scent of the young girls, Chen Mo felt moved again.

They all had a lot to offer...

After a round of hugs, Wang Jinghua, who was beside them, smiled: "Alright, Chen Mo has already written your songs; now go downstairs and try them out."

Hearing Wang Jinghua's words, Yoona and the others' eyes lit up, and their faces showed excitement.

Then the group walked toward the elevator.

Soon arriving at the practice room on the fourth floor, Chen Mo happened to run into Jay Chou, who had come to record songs.

In the past two years, Jay Chou had released two more albums, and the sales of each album were very good, which had earned him the title of Little Heavenly King of Asia.

As for the Big Heavenly King of Asia... naturally, it was Chen Mo.

"Hey, Jay, long time no see."

Chen Mo signaled for Wang Jinghua to take the nine to try the songs first, while he stood where he was and greeted Jay Chou with a smile.

"Long time no see, Chen Mo."

Jay Chou hurriedly walked over with a smile.

After coming over, he still had a smile on his face and said: "I've been wanting to find you lately, but I knew you were too busy, so I didn't disturb you."

"Oh? What do you want to find me for?"

"I'm preparing to release a new album, so I want you to help me take a look."

Jay Chou scratched his head and said.

For Chen Mo, Jay Chou admired him from the bottom of his heart; after all, he was the person who could sing "Blue and White Porcelain."

In Jay Chou's heart, the song "Blue and White Porcelain" could be called the strongest Chinese-style song!

Jay Chou had also thought about whether he could write a song like "Blue and White Porcelain" if he were to write it himself, but the result was that he couldn't.

"Sure, it just so happens I have nothing to do today, let's go... let's go see your new album."

Chen Mo said and walked toward the recording room not far away.

A look of joy appeared on Jay Chou's face, and he hurriedly followed.

Soon the two arrived at the recording room, and Jay Chou took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the paper, looked at it, and raised an eyebrow.

The paper had the songs for Jay Chou's album this time.

The album was titled "Still Fantasy," and the songs inside included "Far Away," "Herbalist Manual," "Chrysanthemum Terrace," and so on.

These songs, familiar from his previous life, gave Chen Mo a strange feeling.

Had he been plucking a bit too much?

No...

If he kept plucking, he might really pluck it bald.

Leave some for Jay.

"Come... Jay, sing it once and let me hear."

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze from the paper and said with a smile.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Jay Chou nodded, then walked into the recording booth, put on the earphones, and began to sing.

Chen Mo also put on earphones and stood outside listening.

After waiting for a few songs to be sung, Chen Mo smiled and gave Jay Chou a thumbs up: "Oh, not bad."

Listening to Chen Mo's praise, Jay Chou scratched his head in embarrassment.

Chen Mo smiled and continued: "These few songs are all excellent; they will definitely be hits."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Jay Chou felt a bit more confident.

Although he was already confident about this album, hearing Chen Mo's words now made it even more so.

After the two chatted for a while longer, Chen Mo said a few words of encouragement and left the recording room.

Soon Chen Mo returned to the practice room where Yoona and the other eight were.

Entering the practice room, Chen Mo saw the nine of them singing "Into the New World" softly.

Listening to their singing, Chen Mo felt something was missing.

After thinking carefully, Chen Mo realized that the nine were singing a cappella, without accompaniment or dancing.

Dancing is the key!

Nine people, eighteen fair, long legs dancing—that's where the feeling comes from!

Soon the song finished, and the nine stopped and looked at Chen Mo, who had entered.

Chen Mo smiled: "Very good, but the dancing needs to be practiced; choreograph a dance suitable for these songs."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, the nine nodded in unison.

Wang Jinghua, who was beside them, also nodded and said: "Good, I'll find a choreographer later, and we'll choreograph a few dances."

"Mm, right, choreograph a few more; let them be my dancers at my concert."

"Okay."

Soon the afternoon arrived, and Chen Mo left the company.

He then called Yang Mi, but Yang Mi was in class at school and didn't have time, so Chen Mo called Liu Yifei instead.

"Momo..."

Liu Yifei's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mm, where are you? I'll treat you to dinner."

Chen Mo asked with a smile.

When Liu Yifei heard about being treated to dinner on the other end of the phone, her pretty face flushed, and she couldn't help but think of Chen Mo saying he would take her to eat seafood.

"Peh, big pervert, I don't have time today."

Liu Yifei said with a red face.

"Eh?"

Chen Mo was stunned.

Liu Yifei glanced at Liu Mu and the director not far away, then whispered into the phone: "I'm shooting an endorsement ad here in Modu; I won't be able to go back until the day after tomorrow."

"Alright then."

Chen Mo said helplessly.

"Hmph, big pervert, I'm hanging up; wait for me to come back."

The other end of the phone hung up.

Chen Mo listened to the busy signal on his phone and shook his head helplessly.

Then he started the car and drove toward home.

Three days later, Chen Mo received a call.

The person calling was Chris Columbus from North America.

"Director Chris, what's wrong? Is Harry Potter 8 ready?"

Chen Mo answered the phone and asked.