C78 The Recording Storm

Gardenia flowers bloom so cute.

After that, they went home and didn't say anything else.

The next day, Lyi Yan was brought into the recording studio on the sixth floor by Dongfang Lin. Overall, her condition was a little low. Dongfang Lin gave her some time to adjust. Then he started recording. It did not go smoothly. She was not comfortable, so the sound she sang naturally could not reach the expected effect. Dongfang Lin kept calling for her to stop, and asked her to do it again and again. From patient to impatient, until finally, he directly said with a dark face, Let's take a rest and record it for someone else first.

Lyi Yan poured a cup of water and sat in the corner, watching others walk into the recording studio. She started recording. She did not seem to be a newcomer and her standards were very high. She usually did not pay much attention to the entertainment industry. She felt that many celebrities looked familiar, but she didn't know much about them.

... "" It was meaningless to just listen to other people's recordings. Lyi Yan took out the MP3 in her pocket and clicked on the Demo Yan Xuan gave her. In his voice, she tried her best to calm down and experience it.

"Yan." Not long after, about ten minutes, Yan Xuan walked into the recording studio and walked in front of her. Lyi Yan looked up at him and then obediently took off her earphones and stood up.

"Sorry..." She admitted her mistake in a low voice. She did not know what Yan Xuan would say next. Was it encouragement or reprimand?

"I have something to do at the last minute. I will help you record it." She stood up, but Yan Xuan sat down instead. He did not encourage her nor scold her. He only casually told her some adjustments and changes.

... "" Lyi Yan was a little embarrassed. She did not know whether to stand or sit down. Yan Xuan's right hand, which was covered in plaster, worried her. Recording was not an easy thing. Would it be hard to only rely on his left hand?

"I heard that the recording did not go well in the morning?" Yan Xuan patted the seat on the left and gestured for her to sit down. "What are you thinking about? What happened yesterday?"

"I don't know what I'm thinking either. My heart is in chaos... I'm really sorry, I know you're all very busy, I also want to record it quickly. Actually, I was practicing at home before. I feel like I'm singing quite well." Lyi Yan obeyed and sat down. She held the paper cup in her hand and was anxious at the same time. At the same time. She blamed herself.

"Singing is a very complicated thing, physiology, and psychology... It will affect everything." Yan Xuan did not look at her. Instead, he looked at the singer who was recording in the studio. " His soul couldn't leave the world and sink into the music. It can't sing a good song. But it's not your fault, it's just that our requirements for you are too high. You still lack a lot of experience. You'll slowly get better in the future."

"... ... I'm sorry" Lowering her head, other than apologizing, she seemed to have nothing else to say.

"I'll record it for you right now, no matter if it's good or not, I won't interrupt you in the middle. I'll listen to the effect. If it's really bad, we'll rest today and record it another day. "

..." Okay. "

Such a decision was not very pleasant.

Lyi Yan walked into the studio again and put on her headphones. She looked at Yan Xuan who was outside the window and made a gesture to her to start.

The music slowly sounded. It was light and gentle. It was a cute and relaxed song. However, her heart was filled with a chaotic and heavy feeling. She sank in, sank in, and kept saying to herself: She wanted to sink into the music and walk into the forest again. She raised her hand and touched the little bits of light... However, in front of him was the walls of the recording studio, dark and gloomy. Silence closed.

"Alright, you can come out now."

The music stopped for a few seconds. She stood there in a daze, feeling so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry. Yan Xuan spoke into the microphone. She had to calm down a little. She was afraid that if she listened to him say disappointing things like we can record another day, she would burst into tears on the spot.

However, just as she was hesitating for a few minutes, another person came into the recording room. Lyi Yan did not expect that it would be Yan Zhengyuan and another woman. The three of them could not be heard in the recording studio when they were talking outside. Lyi Yan subconsciously took off her earphones. She hurriedly walked out and heard the woman say, "Xuan, I will work hard. Write a song for me next time too."

Xuan?

Lyi Yan had only heard this kind of address from Yan Zhengyuan. Who was this woman? Why was she smiling brightly and calling him this intimately? Why was she speaking to Yan Xuan in the tone of an elder even though she was clearly still very young?

"She is not an artiste with great wishes. She does not have the qualifications to enter here." Yan Xuan and Yan Zhengyuan faced each other. The woman stood beside Yan Zhengyuan. She held his arm. The father and son were both wearing suits and leather shoes. The tense atmosphere could be felt from the cold smile on their lips.

"If it wasn't for your obstruction, Little Wan would have been an artiste in Sheng Wish a long time ago." Yan Zhengyuan raised his eyebrows as if he was slightly surprised by Yan Xuan's calmness and self-restraint this time.

"Wan? Isn't her name Wang Tingting?" Yan Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were so dark that it made his hair stand on end.

Wang Tingting?

Lyi Yan was a little stunned and completely did not understand the situation in front of her. She only knew that this woman was definitely not simple. The appearance of these two people was definitely not good!

"Xuan, your dad likes to call me Little Wan ~" Wang Tingting smiled sweetly. She was simply acting spoiled in front of everyone.

"I did not ask you." Yan Xuan didn't even look at the woman. He continued to look straight at Yan Zhengyuan. He said with his sunken eyes, "This recording studio was used by me before eleven o'clock. You see, I will leave by myself. Or should I ask the security guards to come and take you away? "

"Xuan, how can you talk to your dad like this? I..."

"OK, OK, I don't intend to cause any trouble. Anyway, I have already taken Little Wan as my godsister. It is only a matter of time before I can make a wish. In the future, we will be colleagues. We have a lot of opportunities to meet. Maybe we will work together. "

As Yan Zhengyuan spoke, he gave Lyi Yan a meaningful smile. Then, he pulled Wang Tingting and turned around to leave.

The door closed and the recording room returned to silence. Lyi Yan swallowed her saliva awkwardly. She did not know if she should ask a few questions or say something to comfort him. In the end, before she could think of what to do, Yan Xuan, who was originally standing properly, suddenly let out a soft snort. He shook his head dejectedly. If it weren't for the chair beside him... He was pushed back by the chair in time. He might have fallen to the ground in a flash!

"Yan Xuan! What's wrong? What's wrong with you? "

Lyi Yan hurriedly walked over to support him, but he raised his hand to stop her. She could only watch as he pursed his lips, bent down, and stood there, gasping for breath with great difficulty. Then, she stumbled out of the recording studio. Lyi Yan was worried and followed him out. Yan Xuan rushed straight into the men's washroom. It was inconvenient for her to go in while standing outside, but she soon heard the sound of water and vomiting coming from inside. It seemed that he was vomiting very badly.

"Yan Xuan..." As she was anxious, she tried to organize herself. Lyi Yan replayed Yan Zhengyuan's words in her mind. Wang Tingting's words and Yan Xuan's reaction. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration. She remembered that Qi Mingyu had once mentioned to her that Yan Xuan's mother's name was... Ye Wan? So, that was the woman Yan Zhengyuan had found just now. Her voice was very similar to Yan Xuan's mother's? She was clearly called Wang Tingting, but that damn old man Yan Zhengyuan kept calling her Little Wan? !

Xuan, your dad likes to call me Little Wan ~

What kind of scum are these?

They didn't even know how to restrain themselves when they were in such a state, and they actually dared to openly come and find trouble with me face to face?! They shamelessly said those useless things... But wait! Who was Tian Yu? According to the damned old man's words, it should be that he wanted to get Wang Tingting into Sheng Hope from the very beginning. However, he was stopped by Yan Xuan. Now, Wang Tingting had become his godsister. So even Yan Xuan could not stop the Prosperous Wish after that. Was that what he meant? !

The vomiting in the bathroom gradually stopped, leaving only the sound of water splashing. Lyi Yan anxiously waited for another five or six minutes before Yan Xuan walked out of the bathroom, exhausted. It was probably the first time he lost control of himself in the company. Yan Xuan was still choking and coughing, his face pale. Even his lips had lost their color. He had probably used cold water to wash his face. The water dripped onto his eyelashes. The water dripped down from the tip of his forehead, leaving a trace at the corner of his mouth. He could not help but feel even more embarrassed.

"Yan Xuan..." Lyi Yan pulled his cold hand. She was so worried that she did not know what to do.

"Go back to the recording room." The hoarse voice was exhausted, but it was obvious that he had calmed down again.

Lyi Yan did not let Lyi Yan hold him. The two of them went back to the recording room one after the other. Lyi Yan poured a glass of water for him. Yan Xuan sat on the sofa in the corner. In front of her, he raised his hand and pressed it deep into his stomach.

This guy! Other than holding on, he only had a slightly more honest body!

"You can't press it like this. It will hurt!" Lyi Yan wanted to pull his hand away, but he used even more strength. Lyi Yan had no choice but to give up and wanted to say something. However, he heard him say in a low voice, "It hurts, let me take a break..."

Pain was pain.

He listened to what she said last night. There were only the two of them in the recording room. He once again took off his mask in front of her. Exposed. It was slightly fragile, although it was still awkward. However, it made her unable to resist at all. Her mud feet sank deep into the ground.

... ""

Sitting beside him, Lyi Yan quietly accompanied him to endure. The door of the recording studio was locked by her and no one could enter. No one could see his current sorry state. A person carrying so much on his back for so long, would he be very tired? Who could bear to have such a crazy father? She didn't know much about those grudges. Speaking of which, if she wanted to understand him, wasn't this the perfect opportunity? She would ask Qi Mingyu and Jack about her father some other day. There should be some gains...

"Can I sing it again?" After a moment of silence, Yan Xuan opened his mouth, "I want to hear you sing."

"... " Alright, listen to me sing. " Although Lyi Yan still felt a little uneasy in her heart, looking at his appearance, how could she possibly reject him.

Putting on the headphones and raising his head, Yan Xuan once again sat in front of the recording device. Lyi Yan watched as he took away his hand that was pressing down on his abdomen and used his slender fingers to push the keys on the control panel. Then the music rang in his ears. She sang the same song for him.

A lost traveler came into the forest. He was tired, uncomfortable, and sick, but he was the only one in the big forest. There was no light, no direction, and he kept walking forward. He was tired and did not know how to rest.

The prelude suddenly stopped, and then there was a silver bell like sound. All the instruments and accompaniments were removed, leaving only the single sound of the piano and a light singing. The lyrics dragged a long ending note, hummed out a tune, and immersed themselves in the piano's sound. It was leisurely and pleasing to the ear. It was the color of nature brought about by the fireflies. They flashed as they surrounded the travelers. They looked like naughty children, but also like gentle lovers. It wanted to lead him out of the forest...

The melody gradually became cheerful as the piano and flute were added in. Everything became clear and the warm melody was fully displayed. It was gorgeous and unique, mellow and ethereal, with a hint of her inexperience and immaturity that belonged to her. There was actually a unique sweetness that developed within it.

It was a blessing in disguise once again. Yan Xuan, who had originally planned to fix the song one by one, had once again benefited from this misfortune. He smiled in relief. After recording the whole song, he almost forgot about the unhappiness that had just happened and the discomfort in his body. The beautiful song filled the recording studio, bringing along his soul. He left the main world and sank into the forest.

The familiar warm voice was slightly different, and the picky ears could easily distinguish it. That was the voice he missed. It was a voice that would make him feel warmth and courage. Now, this voice did not belong to warmth, but belonged to Lyi Yan. That would cause trouble for him and make him worried and uneasy. What exactly was the girl that would make him completely let go of his guard...

What kind of relationship was it?

Her eyelashes drooped slightly and her mind was in a mess. The emotions that were about to overflow in her eyes were slowly suppressed.

"Hi, beauty! I'm Ah Qi. I'm going to give you some makeup now. After that, I'll go and take a photo of you!"

"It might take more than four hours for me to take a picture of the plane over there. If it's done smoothly, it shouldn't be too late."

"Hmm, how should I put it? Your foundation isn't bad! But as a girl, you usually don't pay attention to care ~"

"Xuanxuan listened to Demo for me. You have to know, that kind of song... Your thick, long, black hair definitely won't do. Can you cut it? But I have to make it clear that the thing I hate the most is some wig ~ I promise. Your new hairstyle will definitely be more suitable for you than it is now, alright, tell me, are you going to cut it or not?"

After recording the song, she gave the stylist the afternoon time. Ah Qi was a very cute stylist with fair skin. He was tall, thin, and beautiful. He wore fashionable clothes and was well-dressed. He wore a light pink top paired with light blue nine-tenths pants. Without any socks, he directly wore a pair of kazhi-coloured casual leather shoes. Her hair was slightly curly and not long. It was dyed in color, but it was not exaggerated. The earrings looked like real diamonds, reflecting the light in the dressing room. It simply blinded Lyi Yan's eyes.

"Cut it. It doesn't mean anything to me. I won't be reluctant to part with it."

"Then I'll let you cut it. Once you cut it, it's useless even if you cry ~"

After cutting it, her long hair became short.

Looks like this is a good opportunity. Try to change his appearance...

Perhaps, he would become someone he liked.