My Prime Minister is so cute

Her boyfriend is so smart.

Happy.

"There's no other way. Time is tight and the task is heavy. There's no rush to do it one by one."

Bird shrugged, then looked at his watch and said a little tiredly, "It's getting late. I'm almost going to bed. You should go back and get some rest too."

Although I have the magic physique to enhance my physical strength, the workload is still there and I am really tired after a busy day.

"Go back and rest?"

Sophia turned over and lay on her back: "But I want to sleep here today, is that not possible?"

It was obvious that they had already slept together once during that business trip to Central City.

But after that, there seemed to be no progress. Everyone was busy during the day. Bird often had to go on business trips, and I often stayed in the institute all day, so we even had less time for dates.

"Sleep here?"

Bird was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Sure, you can sleep here if you want...but this is a single bed, so it might be a bit crowded."

"It's okay, it's okay~"

Sophia smiled happily, then changed from lying on her back to lying on her side, opened the quilt and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold at night~"

The way she lifts the quilt to invite people in, coupled with her lovely face and delicate skin, is particularly alluring and charming.

Bird couldn't resist this, nor could he resist this, so he immediately took off his slippers and got in.

As soon as she got into bed, Sophia also snuggled into his arms.

Holding that warm and petite body in my arms, I felt particularly safe and at ease, as if all the fatigue in my body had disappeared.

"Go to sleep."

Bird patted the girl on the back.

"Yeah." Sophia nodded obediently.

However, Bird had just closed his eyes and had no time to relax his body when he felt two restless little hands touching his body.

Bird didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that Sophia was just looking for a more comfortable sleeping position, so he continued to concentrate on his own sleep. However, after the little hand gradually moved closer to Bird's position and grabbed it with incredible precision, he suddenly couldn't sleep anymore.

?

Bird silently opened his eyes and met Sophia's blue eyes that were filled with mischief and cunning.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"It's to make you feel comfortable." Sophia said with a smile, "Don't you like it?"

As she spoke, the naughty little hand in the quilt pinched her restlessly.

hiss--

Bird gasped, speechless.

"Oh, is it here?" Sophia pinched the same spot again with interest, but accidentally pinched a little too hard, so she asked a little worriedly, "Is this okay? Will it hurt?"

"......"

Bird was silent for a second, then said, "Okay, go ahead."

"Hmm~"

Sophia immediately narrowed her eyes happily and continued to open her champagne.

......

at the same time.

Sarah lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

After all, she had just been given champagne by having her thighs opened during the day, and her head was still dizzy.

"Well--"

Sarah covered her head in worry: "What should I do? What should I do? Should I continue pretending to sleep in the future..."

As if she really couldn't figure it out, she finally said in a self-deprecating manner: "Forget it, let's talk about it next time. Let's go talk to Sophia about where to eat tomorrow..."

So Sarah put on her slippers and went to Sophiena's room.

The door was unlocked and opened easily, but the room was completely empty, with no sign of Sophia.

"What about people?"

Sarah wondered.

Thinking of a possibility, she left Sophia's room, tiptoed to the door of Bird's room, and carefully put her ear to the door.

Through the door, one could faintly hear the whispering voices of Sophia and Bird.

"Is that right?"

"Yes, um... huh, you did the right thing."

Listening to the voice that was obviously not doing anything good.

Sarah's face flushed red with shame and she gritted her teeth.

Damn it, this...this pervert, he did that outrageous thing to her right in the morning, and then at night, he even bullied Sophia! How strong is this guy's sexual desire? People like this who are always trembling in their heads deserve the death penalty!!!

But at the same time, she couldn't help but think of what happened during the day, the wonderful feeling, and imagined that Sophia was experiencing the same thing as herself.

I imagined it in my head and listened to the sounds in the house with my ears.

Sarah hesitated, then slowly extended another finger downwards...

Chapter 247 A district chief wouldn’t practice singing every day, right?

The sales boom of "See You Again" lasted for a full half month.

At this point, almost everyone who should buy in Douglas State has already done so. If they want to increase sales further, they can only hope for buyers from other states. However, that requires advertising expenses or word-of-mouth accumulation, which cannot be achieved in a short period of time.

After statistics from Melody House, the final sales figures were released.

2 sheets.

Considering the selling price of recording crystals, this sales volume is already a very good level. Even on the Earth in Bird's previous life, 2 copies would still be profitable.

The popularity of "See You Again" and its high sales really surprised people in the music industry.

Originally, many people in the music industry thought this was a farce and chose not to participate in it, not to make any comments, and just watch the show quietly. But when they saw the sales volume, they suddenly became restless.

A name that no one had ever heard of before sold 2 copies so easily?

What a joke.

In a room, two musicians who are well-known in the industry were also discussing this issue.

"2?"

Singer Beard frowned. "What a joke! A rookie selling 2 copies? Could it be that Melody House is fabricating their data? Just to promote a newcomer? Does she have some background?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Composer Addison shook his head slightly. "I bought that song and listened to it, too. It's really good. The composer is talented, and the singer has a great voice. A more famous singer would have no problem selling it this way."

"Did you buy it?" Peter raised his eyebrows. "Where is it? Let me lend it to you."

Addison didn't waste any time and directly took out a recording crystal from the drawer and plugged it into the recorder.

【It's been a long day without you, my friend】

As the patterns on the magic circle lit up, a soft voice echoed throughout the room.

The curiosity on Bird's face disappeared in an instant, and his expression became serious and solemn.

As a famous musician, he can tell the quality of a song. After listening to the first sentence, he can judge that the song is indeed extraordinary. So he no longer just watches the fun, but appreciates the song seriously.

After listening to the song.

Beard let out a long breath and commented, "It's hard to believe this is a newcomer. His singing style is very mature, and his breath and pitch are controlled very well. I would believe that he's a famous singer from somewhere... If he's not someone's pseudonym, he must be a true genius, but I still doubt it's someone's pseudonym."

"As for the lyrics..."

Bird paused, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he simply turned on the tape recorder and played it again, immersing himself in the beautiful melody.

He made his evaluation again after listening to it for the second time.

"The lyrics are simple and direct, without too many flowery words, but the emotions are very sincere and universal - who doesn't have a loved one worth missing? Listening to this song, it's easy to think of that person you'll never see again, and naturally empathize with them and get involved."

He commented, "It's of a very high standard. I don't believe this could be written by a newcomer. It could be someone else's pseudonym."

After hearing his partner's comments, Addison couldn't help but laugh.

"So, according to you, a master songwriter and a famous singer, the two of them, out of boredom, teamed up to use fake names to scam people," he asked. "Do you think that's plausible? They had such a good song, and they just used it for fun?"

After thinking about it, Peter felt that it was not very reliable.

"Then the singer must be himself. After all, this is easy to expose. It will be exposed if he holds a concert one day." He changed the subject and said, "The composer must be someone else. How could someone who is only 1 year old write such an experienced song?"

This prediction is very consistent with common sense.

His singing skills can be said to be a genius, but when it comes to composing music, a person cannot write about things beyond his experience. If you ask a teenager to write about sorrow, the most he can do is "force himself to express sorrow in new words."

The main focus of today's newspapers and Ferdinand's attacks on Avril is to seize on the two points that "the song was not written by her" and that she is "proficient in 18 musical instruments". After all, the recording crystal has come out, and it is too easy to expose whether it was sung by her, and generally no one will fake it.

Listening to Beard's words, Addison shook his head: "Okay Beard, regardless of whether it's a sock puppet or not, this song is of high quality, and the singer's singing is also very good."

"So if nothing unexpected happens, we should have a strong rival at the music festival later."

The music festival is not a holiday, but a well-known national competition. It is held in Central City every summer. Evaluations will be conducted in multiple fields, and the winning musicians will gain huge fame. It is a good opportunity for new musicians to come to the fore, and it is also an honor that well-known musicians want to get. Singers from all over the country will bring their new songs to the festival, hoping to win the championship on this stage.

"Hmph, just her?"

After hearing this, Adeson said with disdain, "It's true that the singing is good, but it's only good among newcomers. If you really put it on the national stage, wouldn't there be a lot of singers of this caliber? Can you really compare them to me???"

"The song is really good, it's a waste to give it to her, but can a song of this quality be composed just by wanting to?"

"If the arranger behind this could consistently create songs of this caliber, and if he could replace the singer with a skilled vocalist, I would still consider him a rival. But as for now... hehe, maybe in a few years."

"But I heard that his real job is a district chief. I guess he wouldn't look down on little singers like us, haha."

Seeing his arrogant and conceited look, Bird wanted to criticize him, but after thinking about it, he didn't know where to start to refute him.

Although Addison's words sound a bit arrogant, they are indeed objective facts.

"See You Again" is a good song, but the singer Avril Lavigne needs a few more years of practice. And she has a busy job as a district chief, so who has the time to practice songs day in and day out? The lack of practice time alone is a death sentence for her.

No matter how good your voice is, you have to practice every day, otherwise it will be wasted.

The district chief's future is much brighter than that of a small singer. Who would be willing to give up his future to practice singing?

Chapter 248 Packaging, Marketing, and Questioning

"Wake up, it's time to get up and practice singing."

Early in the morning, Bird tried to wake up the district chief who was sleeping.

At this time, Avril was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, the quilt kicked aside, her clothes disheveled, and her smooth and delicate belly and cute little belly button clearly visible.

"Mary, let me sleep for a while..." she said in a daze.

Looking at Avril, whose mouth was still drooling, Bird's mouth twitched: "Mr. District Chief, you haven't practiced singing for a whole week."

After the 12-hour high-intensity tutoring class, Avril seemed to have been exploited too much and quickly fell into a state of decadence. Now her voice is not as good as it used to be and she is too lazy to practice singing. She relies entirely on Bird's singing after kissing every day.

Although adding points through experience is the most convenient, there is no doubt that daily practice can also improve your level.

But when he saw Avril who was sleeping soundly, Bird's mouth twitched again. After thinking for a while, he decided to let her rest for a while. It didn't matter if he didn't take a break. So he left Avril.

Mary was a little surprised to see him come out alone and asked, "Aren't you going to ask Miss to practice singing?"

"Let her rest for two days."

Bird shrugged. "The goal is just to hype up Avril's popularity. Her actual singing skills don't have to be great, just good enough."

Mary was stunned and asked in confusion, "Singing skills are not important?"

"Of course it doesn't matter."

Bird shrugged and said nonchalantly, "If necessary, we can always find a large number of people with good voices. After two and a half years of simple practice, they can be packaged into famous singers... It's very simple. It only requires marketing and packaging."