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Su Wanci picked up her chopsticks, took a spoonful of noodles, blew on it, put it in her mouth, chewed it several times, and then swallowed it.

As she was eating, she suddenly looked up and said something completely unrelated.

"Chen Mo, let's go on a trip."

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you traveling right now?"

"What I mean is—go somewhere else, not West Lake."

Su Wanci put down her chopsticks, and the light in her eyes brightened from dim.

"Didn't you say those studios were contacting you? Didn't you say you didn't want to sign? Then don't sign."

"But you can record one song, just one, and post it on your own account without going on any platform, signing an exclusive contract, or giving any copyright to anyone."

"The song is yours, release it however you want, and the money you earn—" she thought for a moment, "enough for our next trip."

Chen Mo looked at her. "The next trip?"

"Um."

Su Wanci nodded, her face slightly flushed.

"Didn't you promise to come out and have fun with me? West Lake is 'going out and having fun,' but it's not 'traveling.'"

"Travel is about going to faraway places, climbing high mountains, watching beautiful sunrises, eating terrible food, and then coming back and telling others, 'I'll never go there again.' That's what travel is."

Chen Mo thought about it and realized that he had never had this experience before.

In his past life, he was a corporate slave, and his definition of travel was "working overtime in a different place".

In this life, he is eighteen years old, has finished his college entrance exams, and has one summer vacation left.

He lowered his head and looked at the last few noodles in the bowl.

Which studio?

Su Wanci's eyes lit up instantly, as bright as sunlight shattered into millions of pieces on the surface of West Lake.

"You agreed?"

You mentioned travel.

"Yes! Travel!"

Su Wanci was so excited she almost stood up from her chair.

"I checked. Among the studios that contacted you, one is in Tai'an, right at the foot of Mount Tai."

"We went to record a song, and after recording, we went to climb Mount Tai. We climbed at night and watched the sunrise in the morning. I've never seen a sunrise before. You haven't either, have you?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment.

In his past life, one day at four in the morning, he saw the sun peeking through the cracks in the building through the window of his rented room, but that wasn't considered a sunrise.

The real sunrise is to be seen from the mountaintop, with someone by your side. Before dawn, the two of you, wrapped in down jackets, squat on the rocks and wait.

As the first ray of light pierced the clouds, he seemed to have never experienced anything like it before.

"Okay," he said.

Su Wanci screamed, then immediately covered her mouth. The noodle shop owner peeked out again.

Su Wanci smiled at her, then turned back and whispered to Chen Mo.

"Then I'll book the high-speed rail ticket tonight. Tai'an, leaving the day after tomorrow. I'll spend tomorrow packing."

Chen Mo looked at her and finally smiled.

Su Wanci asked, "Chen Mo, do you think we'll go to more places in the future?"

"Probably."

"Where to?"

"I don't know. You can go wherever you want."

Su Wanci lowered her head, picked up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, chewed it several times, and swallowed it.

There was an undeniable curve at the corner of her mouth, wider than the surface of West Lake.

the next day.

Chen Mo contacted that studio.

The studio is located in Tai'an and is called "Shanfeng Music". It's small and not well-known in the industry.

The owner's surname is Meng, he is thirty-five years old, and used to be a sound engineer. He saved up some money and opened his own small studio.

I usually record demos for local singers and occasionally do voice acting for GG (Ghosts).

The message he sent to Chen Mo was the only one among all the people who contacted Chen Mo that didn't mention "exclusive," "exclusive," "exclusive."

He only said one sentence: "Chen Mo, I am the owner of a small recording studio at the foot of Mount Tai."

"I don't know if you're interested in music, but if you'd like to come here and record a version of 'Pipa Xing,' I won't charge you a recording fee, and you don't need to give me any copyright. I just want to hear you sing it in my studio."

Chen Mo chose this one.

It's not because he has the best conditions, it's because he doesn't have the conditions.

Su Wanci booked high-speed rail tickets on her mobile phone and also booked a guesthouse at the foot of Mount Tai.

She had over a dozen web pages open on her phone, comparing the prices, locations, reviews, and photos of each guesthouse, swiping her thumb across the screen hundreds of times.

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard of the hotel bed reading a book, occasionally glancing up at her.

"Is it settled?"

"No, this one has reviews saying the soundproofing is bad, this one says the bed is too hard, and this one says the water heater is unreliable."

Su Wanci's fingers were still tracing lines.

"This place is nice—'You can see Mount Tai from the window, hear birds chirping in the morning, and the landlord provides hiking poles for free.'"

She handed me her phone. "Look."

Chen Mo glanced at the photo. It showed a small courtyard with several bamboo trees and a tea set on a stone table. In the distance was the outline of Mount Tai.

"Let's go with it, it's a good idea."

"Then I'll book it?"

Su Wanci's finger hovered over the "Book Now" button, then she pulled it back. "Wait a minute, let me see if there's anything cheaper."

Su Wanci started scrolling through her phone again.

Looking at her profile, Chen Mo felt that her greatest virtue was not her beauty, but her frugality.

Her family is well-off, but she never spends money recklessly.

Last time, she saw that dress that cost 899 yuan in the shopping street. She tried it on three times and twirled in front of the mirror many times, but in the end, she put it back.

She said, "It's not worth it."

But when she buys milk tea for Chen Mo, she never feels it's "not worth it".

She said, "Bubble tea is a necessity." He didn't know what else was on her list of necessities besides bubble tea; maybe he was too.

The next morning, the two of them set off from Hangzhou with their suitcases and took the high-speed train to Tai'an.

During the five-hour drive, Su Wanci sat by the window, with Chen Mo sitting next to her.

The scenery outside the window changed from the water towns of Jiangnan to the plains of the north, then from the plains to the hills, and finally from the hills to the continuous mountain shadows.

As Su Wanci watched the mountains outside the window getting closer and closer, she was so excited that she would shake Chen Mo awake every now and then.

"Chen Mo, look! Mountains! Huge mountains!"

Chen Mo opened his eyes, glanced at it, and said, "Hmm, it's big."

Then he closed his eyes and went back to sleep. Su Wanci pinched his arm in frustration, but Chen Mo didn't wake up.

It was already afternoon when the high-speed train arrived at Tai'an Station.

The two of them got off at the station and took a taxi to their guesthouse.

The driver was a middle-aged man, a local. When he learned that they were there to climb Mount Tai, he enthusiastically introduced them to three routes up the mountain.

Chen Mo listened attentively and said thank you.

Su Wanci was listening attentively, and her eyes lit up when she heard "climbing at night to see the sunrise in the morning".

"We'll climb at night," she said to Chen Mo.

"OK."

"You don't want to climb?"

"think."

"You're just giving me the runaround."

"No. I'm saving electricity. I'm saving my energy for climbing the mountain."

Su Wanci was amused by his words.

The guesthouse is located at the foot of Mount Tai, and it's a family-style courtyard.

The landlords are an elderly couple. After the uncle retired, he turned his yard into a bed and breakfast, and the aunt is in charge of cooking.

When Su Wanci checked in, the auntie was stunned when she saw Chen Mo behind her.