At that time, Zuo Yan in the studio just finished singing the last sentence.

    When he came out, Xiang Xing quickly put away his mobile phone, together with Xing mu, gathered around the recording teacher and followed him to listen to the effect of the test recording.

    However, listening, several people saw that the recording teacher''s eyebrows gradually frowned seriously.

    "Well..."

    The teacher seemed to think about it, and his voice lengthened slightly.

    Later, suddenly grabbed the mouse and played the lyrics and songs in the last few sections in a circular way, shaking his head and saying, "ah Yan, I don''t think this section feels very good. I think you''re a little distracted."

    "... distracted? Ah Yan recorded songs distracted? This is the first time..."

    Xing Mu was stunned at the speech and couldn''t help looking at Zuo Yan.

    Seeing him at that time, it seemed as if he didn''t hear what the teacher said. He just stared at Xiang Xing''s direction.

    After a while, he suddenly noticed Xing Mu''s gaze, coughed slightly and unnaturally, and quickly stopped looking.

    Then, only a few people took a deep breath and nodded to the recording teacher.

    "Well, yes."

    He sipped his thin lips, pulled his chair and sat down in front of the tuning program.

    Grabbing the teacher''s mouse and beating up in the project file, "I was just thinking, starting from the second chorus, whether to add some elements will make me feel more * *."

    After that, he adjusted a string of fast-paced and neat drums, interspersed them into the position of the second chorus, and conveniently wrote a few more chords.

    Play it again, even Xiang Xing can hear the flash in front of him.

    Sure enough, add drums to this section and enrich the chords. As soon as the whole song is here, there is a sense of sublimation into a deeper theme!

    "Well, that sounds full!"

    The recording teacher nodded with satisfaction.

    Except Xing mu.

    At this time, he was raising his eyebrows slightly, with a narrow smile at the corners of his mouth, staring at his good friend''s red ears.

    Hey, hey, hey~

    It seems that the boy is really enlightened

    "... well, please, teacher, let''s record it again."

    When everything was ready, Zuo Yan stood up again and got into the studio again.

    While wearing headphones, he continued to look in the direction of Xiang Xing.

    ——But I saw a little guy who took out his cell phone happily after putting on his monitoring headphones again

    The man immediately narrowed his eyes unhappily.

    Fortunately, at this time, Xing Mu already knew about it. At the moment when the little guy clicked on the microblog, he immediately stretched out his hand, took away her mobile phone and turned it off.

    "... huh?!"

    Xiang Xing was stunned. He couldn''t help frowning and looked back with a question mark on his face.

    But he saw the guy in front of him holding his chest and humming to himself: "Why are you like Qianqian... Is microblog so good-looking?"

    No matter how beautiful it is, you have to look at the occasion brush!

    "... ah?"

    Xiang Xing was stunned by what he said.

    It was vaguely realized that a bunch of unhappy eyes were penetrating from the end of the glass wall of the recording studio and hitting her face.

    The little guy gave a sudden meal. Then he reacted. He quickly lost his cell phone and sat straight like a three good student.

    Oh, she''s wrong, she''s wrong

    Thinking, Xiang Xing quickly tried to stare round her soft eyes, and her eyes stuck tightly to the man in the recording studio.

    The bottom of my eyes is full of sorry.

    Fortunately, the left inkstone at that end seemed to be a little satisfied with her "timely correction of mistakes", and her eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

    Then, he threw himself into the replayed music and sang loudly

    ……

    The ending of this time is almost perfect.

    Not only did the recording teacher nod and clap his hands with satisfaction, but even Xing Mu was amazed.

    "Good boy... He also told me that a single must send some adagio inspirational feel. As a result, he still wrote a rock style!"

    As he spoke, he could not help clapping his hands like a two hundred pound doll.

    Finally, he suddenly looked at Xiang Xing and smiled at her, "I said star, you changed it together last night, didn''t you?"

    "... how do you know!"

    Hearing the speech, the little guy couldn''t help staring at him with big soft eyes.

    However, Xing Mu smiled, stretched out his arms and leaned leisurely on the back of the sofa.

    "Who am I? I''m a Yan''s agent!"

    His eyebrows soared and he seemed very proud. "I have a special camera. Therefore, the whereabouts of ah Yan, who he met and who he stayed in a small hotel with... Of course I know it clearly ~"

    "Gee!"

    After listening, Xiang Xing immediately frowned with disgust, "you actually installed a camera on Zuo Yan!... you''re abnormal!"

    Voyeur!

    "... Hey! Don''t look at me like that!"

    Xing Mu was not convinced. He couldn''t help humming angrily and hugging his chest slightly. "I''m just a good friend with Azi! Besides, it''s not unreasonable for me to pay attention to the whereabouts of my artists..."

    "Then you are a pervert like Azi."

    Xiang Xing also gave him a small mouth.

    Well, Azi, who looks so honest, is also a little spy.

    Thinking, the little guy thought for a while, but he softened his look again.

    "Don''t worry."

    She hung her head slightly, lowered her soft waxy voice, and whispered helplessly, "I''ll keep a good distance from him."

    Hum.

    "... ha?"

    Hearing the speech, Xing Mu burst out laughing quite unexpectedly.

    Then, he seemed to realize the meaning of her words and quickly smiled and waved his hand, "you think too much. I don''t object to your partners... Moreover, our studio doesn''t have that kind of regulations! Ah Yan, he can do whatever he wants. He''s very free!"

    "... even if you don''t have rules, fans will be unhappy."

    Xiang Xing blinked her soft eyes, but nodded gently with an understanding look on her face, powdered lips and pursed lightly.

    At least she''s an old timer in the entertainment industry (duck:?), how can she not know.

    Zuo Yan, a traffic idol in the rising stage, will not only make fans unhappy if he accidentally gets too close to the opposite sex, but also make a fuss about the resources and endorsements.

    Even a few female friends have to take it easy, let alone gossip and love.

    "... ho ~"

    However, when Xing Mu heard the speech, he seemed to smile disapprovingly.

    I saw that his eyes were deep and deep, and he immediately glanced at the man who was doing the final debugging with the recording teacher.

    "Therefore, ah Yan will work so hard to make music and try to take off the label of this traffic idol."