Running Man: Female MC causing trouble? I don't take the pressure!

After the game, the MCs took a car back to the hotel to rest and prepare for the name tag ripping game that evening.

As Chen Mo boarded the bus, the driver secretly handed him a black bag.

Inside the bag were his and Song Yuqi's spoils of war—serum.

"We're awesome." Song Yuqi reached down and bumped her hand against Chen Mo's.

They specifically chose seats in the last row.

Firstly, it facilitates communication about tasks, and secondly, it ensures that the intimate gesture between the two will not be discovered.

"I don't know why, but today's tasks all felt so easy." Song Yuqi reviewed her experience of the past few rounds of the game and found it to be surprisingly smooth, without any obstacles at all.

This is so strange.

"I have the same question."

Chen Mo nodded. "Kai saw us making those little moves several times, but he just didn't notice. That's kind of amazing."

Because it was a small-scale event, he didn't use his "Thousand-Faced Actor" abilities, and he still managed to keep it a secret.

Was it that Lady Luck was on their side?

"Maybe we performed too well." Song Yuqi tossed her long hair and tied it into pigtails.

Chen Mo leaned over to help tuck the tips of her hair in: "I wonder what the mission will be tonight. I hope it won't be too tricky."

"It's okay if it's tricky, just overcome it." Song Yuqi was very confident.

..........

Back at the hotel, the MCs went back to their respective rooms.

Chen Mo turned on the music, adjusted the shower head temperature to a comfortable level, and then tilted his head back to rinse.

My fingertips massaged my scalp, and a layer of fluffy white foam seeped out.

Chen Mo closed his eyes, and images flashed through his mind.

It's said that the toilet is the best place for creativity; once you step into the toilet, inspiration will burst forth.

This law also applies to Chen Mo.

"If we were to montage the sun's shadow into a ring..."

The thought suddenly occurred to Chen Mo, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

Hot water splashed into his eyes, but Chen Mo simply wiped them away and reached for his phone.

He has a habit.

When inspiration strikes, you should record it immediately.

No matter what you were doing at the time, whether you were taking a shower, using the toilet, or sleeping.

You should also jump up and write it down on your phone, just in case you forget it later.

After recording the thought that had just popped into his phone, his thoughts flowed like a spring, and he typed out one word after another.

Even the flow of water could not extinguish his creative desire.

In the twenty minutes he spent showering, he recorded almost everything that was on his mind.

"call--!"

"Cool!"

Chen Mo felt a smooth, pleasant sensation on his cerebral cortex.

After taking a shower, he put on a towel and sat down at his desk.

Chen Mo: [First Draft.doc]

Chen Mo: [Sister Yue, this is the first draft of the music video for "The Storyteller." Take a look when you have time.]

Sun Yue had just settled onto the sofa after carefully applying the face mask to her face when her phone rang.

She almost dropped her face mask when she stood up, so she had to adjust the position of her neck and carefully pick up her phone.

The screensaver displayed three messages: one from her best friend asking her to come downstairs and swipe her elevator card, and the other two were private messages from Chen Mo.

Sun Yue paused for a moment, then decided to check Chen Mo's message first.

"First draft of the music video? It's already finished?"

It's no exaggeration to say that...

Jay Chou is the fastest songwriter she has ever heard of.

Chen Mo is the fastest writer she has ever met.

Even with professional teams to help them, other singers still need a week to release a new song. With other creative tasks, the cycle is almost measured in months.

Chen Mo is doing well.

If you don't submit a draft for three days, it's considered a failed order.

This was while he was simultaneously recording variety shows and filming Korean dramas!

"They can memorize long variety show scripts, handle the music while the show is running, fly to South Korea to join a production after filming, and then fly back to continue recording the variety show..."

"This is simply superhuman."

【Ding! 】

[Girl: The rain is getting heavier, come down quickly!]

Sun Yue scrolled past her best friend's message and then opened the first draft sent by Chen Mo to browse through it.

Ten minutes later, Sun Yue let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had just finished enjoying a delicious meal.

She quickly opened Chen Mo's chat window and replied to him.

Sun Yue: [The script is fantastic! Very original! So, would your female lead be willing to star in it?]

Chen Mo: [Let me ask.]

Sun Yue: [Okay, waiting for your reply.]

She seemed to be seeing another series of works dominating the charts!

Brother Kai, you've not just brought us a money tree, you've brought us the God of Wealth!

Xiyin was originally just a near-top-tier record company, relying on the works of a few veteran singers to make a living, and it remained lukewarm.

With Chen Mo's help, becoming a first-tier, no, a super first-tier company is just around the corner!

and many more.

It seems like I've forgotten something...

Sun Yue slapped her forehead. "It's time to change my face mask!"

..........

in the room.

Chen Mo sent a message to Song Yuqi.

Chen Mo: [I'd like to come to your room. Are you dressed?]

Song Yuqi: [Come in, the door's unlocked.]

Chen Mo: [Okay.]

Chen Mo changed into a loose and breathable T-shirt, dried her hair until it was half dry, took out two washcloths to wipe the water droplets off her face, and then went to Song Yuqi's room with paper and pen in hand.

knock knock --

"Come in~"

Chen Mo pushed open the door and saw Song Yuqi sitting cross-legged on the bed eating potato chips.

Leishi, lime flavor.

"What brings you here?"

Song Yuqi sat up straight and pulled the blankets aside a bit to make room for Chen Mo to sit.

Then she threw two bags of potato chips at him and invited him to eat them with her.

"We want to discuss cooperation with you."

"Shall we discuss cooperation?"

Song Yuqi's expression immediately turned serious: "What kind of cooperation?"

"Are you interested in making a song with me?" Chen Mo cut to the chase: "My new song is looking for a collaborator."

"The Storyteller?"

"Um."

Song Yuqi looked enlightened, then pleasantly surprised: "I thought you had already found the person."

"No, I haven't considered inviting anyone else besides you," Chen Mo shook his head.

These words made Song Yuqi blush, and she could only munch on three potato chips to hide her embarrassment.

So, are you willing?

"I'm willing."

Song Yuqi agreed without hesitation: "Could you show me the demo?"

In fact, she had been following Chen Mo's personal social media platforms.

She watched the new song teaser as soon as it was released.

At the time, I thought Chen Mo had already found a female singer to collaborate with... I never expected that this position was reserved for her from the very beginning.

"Here, I'll send it to you."

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My fingers are practically smoking.

There will be three more chapters later~

Let's see how the author, with just one phone and two fingers, creates a miracle.