"... what do you care about us?"

    Xiang Xing''s small face blushed and couldn''t help staring at him angrily.

    Then, he ignored the smiling guy and continued to walk to the studio.

    Along the way, she vaguely heard the laughter and whispers of the employees in the company.

    "Hey, it''s strange today! I just went to the afternoon tea meeting and unexpectedly met Zuo Yan! He even ranked first!"

    "True or false?! damn, I knew Meimei wouldn''t take it for me today!"

    "Didn''t brother Yan never receive afternoon tea? What''s the wind today?"

    "I heard that a beautiful little sister went into the studio today... Hey, do you think Zuo Yan''s new single is a chorus of men and women?"

    "Wait! Is that the little sister? How do I think she looks familiar..."

    Listening to the whispers around, as well as the exploratory eyes, gradually shifted to himself. The little guy swallowed his throat secretly and hurriedly accelerated his steps.

    Finally returned to the studio.

    She opened the door. Sure enough, Zuo Yan came back here first. There were three afternoon teas on the small tea table in front of him and the recording teacher

    "Ah, Miss Xiang Xing!"

    Seeing Xiang Xing coming in, the recording teacher brightened up and waved to her with a smile.

    "Miss Xiang Xing, are you really willing to join the chorus of this song?"

    The teacher smiled and looked forward to it. "I just heard your audition for this song!... if your harmony can be added to the chorus of Acorus calamus, please believe me, this song will become a perfect work with full marks!"

    "... my audition?"

    Smelling the speech, the little guy couldn''t help frowning and motionlessly pointed to himself.

    Then, he suddenly remembered something, and his soft eyes glanced at the left inkstone.

    "Cough."

    Zuo Yan raised his eyebrows and coughed slightly.

    His voice was light. "Azi secretly recorded it."

    (Azi: sneeze!)

    “……”

    Xiang Xing narrowed his soft eyes slightly and looked at him silently.

    Um.

    Anyway, I promised him just now. It doesn''t matter.

    After thinking about it, the little guy took a deep breath, moistened his lips with powder, and nodded to the recording teacher: "well, teacher, what do I need to prepare now?"

    "You agreed, didn''t you?"

    When the recording teacher heard the speech, he immediately got up like a fat doll of 200 kg and enthusiastically opened the door of the recording studio.

    Xiang Xing was invited in. "First get used to the recording equipment!... has Miss Xiang Xing ever recorded songs in the studio before? You play and sing so well on the guitar. Have you ever formed an orchestra before?..."

    Looking at the little girl who was confused by the teacher''s enthusiasm, she stood in front of the microphone with a silly smile on her face. The left inkstone outside the glass wall drooped slightly. She couldn''t help raising her hand to cover her mouth, thin cut the corners of her lips, light hook and smiled.

    It''s nice to have such a studio atmosphere.

    ……

    However, Xiang Xing''s next performance made men''s eyes more amazing.

    Only after a few small reminders from the recording teacher, she quickly adapted to the environment of the whole recording studio.

    What''s more, he vaguely felt that he and the little guy seemed to be more familiar with everything in the studio than he was.

    Like a veteran musician.

    Soon, the recording teacher came out and sat back in front of the mixer.

    When the music was played out, Xiang Xing gently covered his headphones with his hands, moistening his soft eyes and closing them slowly under the teacher''s gesture.

    When he opened his mouth, his voice, like the sound of nature, suddenly flowed slowly along the radio equipment.

    "... Oh, my God, that''s excellent!"

    The recording teacher was so surprised that his eyes were almost golden. From the moment the little guy opened his voice, his hands were constantly gently clapping.

    Until Xiang Xing finished singing her part in charge of harmony, the teacher stood up excitedly and compared her two thumbs directly to her.

    "That''s it! Great... It has such a perfect effect once!"

    He did not mean to praise. At last, as if joking, he glanced at the left inkstone on the side, "look at others. I didn''t lose my mind when I entered the studio for the first time!"

    “……”

    Zuo Yan couldn''t refute, so she could only shrug her shoulders and spread her hands silently.

    But looking at Xiang Xing''s eyes, there was a bit more in-depth study.

    How could she be entering the studio for the first time.

    In the first place, he didn''t think so out of jealousy.

    It''s like an intuition.

    Just like just now, when he was in the coffee shop, he intuitively determined that she would not refuse, so he didn''t hesitate to kiss her.

    It''s a pity that such a precious jade can only be regarded as a small net red.

    ……

    Thirty minutes later.

    Alas, with the careful adjustment of the recording teacher, a complete "calamus" was successfully released.

    "Ah Yan, I can''t wait to hear this song appear on major music platforms!"

    The recording teacher laughed heartily and handed the USB flash disk containing the music to Zuo Yan.

    Then he tilted his head slightly and smiled at him, "do you really want to rest for three months? It''s a pity!"

    "No way, I have to."

    Zuo Yan also gave him a faint smile.

    Then he shook the USB flash disk in his hand and said, "don''t worry, this song won''t rest because of my rest. Xing Mu should release him with the normal process... But I won''t come out to do any relevant publicity."

    "All right! After all, the decision is still in your hands!"

    The recording teacher nodded to show understanding.

    "That''s it today!"

    He said, turning off the tuning device and taking out his mobile phone to turn it on.

    At the moment of successful startup, the teacher''s mobile phone rings without time difference.

    He raised his eyebrows slightly and hurriedly answered, "what''s the matter, wife?"

    The next second, several people heard the woman crying clearly from the receiver.

    I was almost exhausted: "what''s the matter! The phone was turned off for so long... Beibei, she had an accident on her way home from school! She was rescued in the second municipal hospital! Come here quickly! You... Wuwuwuwu..."

    When she finished, the woman burst into tears.

    The recording teacher shook his body a few times when he heard the speech, and then rushed out of the door without saying a word.

    At that time, Xing Mu just wanted to push the door and came in, almost bumping into him.

    "... ouch, Hello!"

    He was so frightened that he quickly dodged. While looking at the teacher''s back, he scratched the back of his head with an ignorant face and frowned, "what''s so anxious..."

    "Said her daughter had a car accident."

    Zuo Yan leaned slightly against the door and quickly brushed a worried color in his eyes.