"Okay, that's all. That's it, I'm not going to record it!"

He Yuan, who was behind the glass wall, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, took off his headphones, and pushed the door out.

He entered the studio before seven o'clock, and he kept recording and recording, and now it's almost half past eleven, and he already clearly feels that his voice is a little tired, and if he is not satisfied, he feels that the other party is not a little deliberate.

But fortunately, in three and a half hours, the recording was finally completed, and a thousand yuan was in hand.

In the recording studio, Peng Xiangming, Du Pengfei and He Yuan shook hands with each other to celebrate the completion of the event.

But He Yuan was not in a hurry to leave, Peng Xiangming took out the USB flash drive and asked Du Pengfei to give him the time to copy the sound source, He Yuan also put on headphones and turned back to listen to what he sang just now.

Quite a good performance, even an extraordinary performance.

This song is a bit majestic, and he likes it a lot.

"Oh, buddy, did you write this song?"

Peng Xiangming looked back in amazement, "You want to buy it?"

"If the price is right...... I think this song is okay to write, depending on how much money you want! Anyway, you know that these days, the music market is not very sluggish, you can make a price!"

"Okay, hehe, I'm sorry, this is written for someone else, you can't sell it!"

"Oh......" He Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I have a good relationship with the record company, if you sell it, maybe I can really operate it for you and make it." Since you write songs, you should also generally understand that in these days, songs are easy to write, and it is not uncommon, but the difficult thing is that someone is willing to make them for you and distribute them to you. As for the author, I'm afraid that there is no first one, right......? I can give you a little bit more. ”

Peng Xiangming snorted and said, "Market price?"

He Yuan said: "Market price, newcomer, you are sure of newcomers, that is, a song ranging from 10,000 to 30,000, some can't even sell 10,000, I will give you 30,000 directly, do you think?"

"Yo, do you like it so much?"

"Hey, I don't like it, I just think this song is okay!"

At this time, Du Pengfei had already copied the audio source and the compressed version into the USB flash drive, Peng Xiangming picked up the USB flash drive and put it in his bag, shook hands with Du Pengfei again, thanked him, and then looked back at He Yuan, still smiling, and said, "I can't sell it to you, there is a master." ”

After cooperating with Du Pengfei twice, he felt that this buddy was a good person, very reliable in terms of professionalism, and he was kind and hardworking. But He Yuan is a person, he doesn't like it too much.

Too arrogant, habitually looking down on people.

But the singing skills, voice or something, they are indeed okay, at least they should be worthy of the thousand yuan, plus Peng Xiangming is really in a hurry, so he cooperated in one go.

Hearing the words at this time, a slight unnaturalness flashed on He Yuan's face, but in the end, he was also free and easy, "Okay, it's up to you!

Du Pengfei pouted.

Peng Xiangming also smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

So far, even if the preliminary work is completely over, although it has cost a lot of money, the result has made him quite satisfied - if he sings it himself, he will definitely not be able to achieve this quality.

When I went out, I didn't find Zhao Jianyuan and Qi Yuan.

The car is still there.

The phone rang, and they actually went to have supper.

Peng Xiangming thought about it, asked for the address, turned around and went back, and pulled Du Pengfei.

Just across the gate of the Conservatory of Music, the two of them went in, one of them asked for a bowl of knives to cut noodles, wait for the noodles, eat some leftovers from Zhao Jianyuan, and listened to Qi Yuan's happiness, and said: "Remember I told you about the big beauty of the Conservatory?

Zhao Jianyuan nodded, "Well, it's good-looking!"

Peng Xiangming glanced at the two of them, "Better looking than Yuan'er?"

Qi Yuan smiled, and Zhao Jianyuan also smiled, "Speaking of conscience, she looks better than her!"

Under the table, Qi Yuan seemed to kick it, but he still smiled on his face and didn't care.

Tut...... Considering the belly of a creature like a woman, it would be beautiful enough to make a beautiful woman who can be beaten to 90 points, and admit that another girl is more beautiful than herself, or at least not refute this view.

So Peng Xiangming asked: "Have you inquired about who it is?" Take me to see it another day!"

Both of them shook their heads, and Qi Yuan said, "But Fangfang has already agreed before leaving, and I will help us Mr. Zhao inquire when I go back." Hey, the two of them are rich and beautiful, they are a good match, don't worry about it!"

"Cut!"

At this time, Du Pengfei suddenly said, "You are talking about Zhou Shunqing, right?"

"Huh?" everybody looked at him.

He stretched out his hand and gestured, "One meter seven three to seven four, at first glance it looks like a model, short hair, very beautiful eyes, long legs, like to wear a black ......"

"That's right, that's it, it's her! Her name is Zhou Shunqing?

Before Du Pengfei finished speaking, Qi Yuan was already excited.

Du Pengfei laughed "hehe" when he heard this, "Learn the popular, just that Zhou, Yao Shun, Zen let system, Yao Shun that Shun, Ai Qing Ping, just a freshman this year!"

Qi Yuan smiled, "Yo, buddy, do you know in detail?"

Du Pengfei smiled, "I'm a man, it's not a shame! Besides, she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in our conservatory, and I don't break the law if I ask about it, anyway, I don't care." ”

Qi Yuan laughed and patted Zhao Jianyuan on the shoulder, "Mr. Zhao, you have a goal, let's go!"

Zhao Jianyuan smiled, "It's too high." A girl over 1.7 meters is too tall, and I think between 1.65 and 1.7 meters is the most suitable. ”

"Look! He picks on people! Virtue!"

Zhao Jianyuan smiled again, but did not refute.

The knife-cut noodles came up soon, everyone snorted and ate, Zhao Jianyuan paid the bill, watched Du Peng fly back to their school, and made an appointment to have time to drink together in the future, Zhao Jianyuan and the three of them got into the car and walked back.

The time has passed twelve o'clock, and it is said that the school gate is not easy to enter, but before coming out, I knew that I had to stay up late to come back, and Peng Xiangming bribed the doorman with a box of cigarettes in advance.

When they arrived at the school gate, Zhao Jianyuan put the two of them down, stepped on the accelerator himself, and left.

Standing at the dark school gate in the middle of the night, Qi Yuan looked at his taillights and said, "He's such a fuck!"

Peng Xiangming smiled, "What the fuck is this! Lao Zhao is a transparent life, in his words, he can spend a few thousand yuan to be happy, why waste time and energy talking about feelings." ”

"Tsk, you guys are really ......"

Peng Xiangming raised his hand, "Hey, hey, don't include me, I can't afford to prostitute!"

"If you start prostituting, you're going too, aren't you?"

This topic is a little sensitive, Peng Xiangming rubbed his nose, "Do you want to change your taste one day?" Lao Zhao has always said that he wants to take me to see and understand, but I haven't pulled my face down. I'm still relatively ...... Different streams and dirty. ”

"Bah! disgusting, you two are disgusting!"

............

Chen Xuan was already asleep, and Guo Daliang was still fighting in the game.

The crisp clicks of the mouse are connected into a string.

Peng Xiangming turned his back inward, facing the wall, trying to calm his excitement and wanting to fall asleep quickly.

But tonight was finally done, and the first stage was relatively successfully completed, which made him indeed a little too excited, and he tossed and turned for a while without falling asleep.

I picked up my phone and looked, it was already half past one.

"Lao Guo, are you still sleeping? It's half past one!"

"Sleep, sleep, finish this fight!"

Peng Xiangming reluctantly turned around and continued to close his eyes. But before a minute came, he touched his phone again, lit up the screen and went in, opened WeChat, pulled down, pulled, pulled, fixed.

The last chat was at the end of February.

It was not long after the start of this semester that Liu Mi posted, "Your clothes are ugly today!"

I didn't reply.

Click on the chat interface, you can see that the screen is full of her words with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and she rarely replies, but for two years, she seems to have been persevering.

"I went to audition for the XXX crew last week, and the results came out, and a woman didn't know what number it was, and it was over. I feel like I should be able to show my face for seven or eight episodes, and I only gave me four thousand for one episode, but I still took it. ”

"I went to the mall today, my card was maxed out, and I bought a lot of clothes. ”

"Bastard, can you get one back?"

"The surname Peng, warn you, my old man took me on a blind date, a turtle, very handsome, his family is only a little less than my old man's money. ”

"Bastard, pretend not to see, right? If the old lady sends you a message in the future, I'm a dog!"

"Wang! I'm done. Peng Xiangming, I want to talk to you. ”

Etcetera.

Pulling forward and looking, Peng Xiangming sighed unconsciously.

Click on the dialog box and enter with one hand, "Your lips are a little sweet, what brand of lipstick?" thought about it, hesitated and hesitated, or deleted it.

Clicked off the screen and stuffed it under the pillow.

"Sleep!" he said to himself.

............

When he got up the next morning, he felt a little groggy in his head, and when he washed his face, he looked in the mirror, and his eyes were bloodshot.

When I was running, I met Yuanyuan and Xiaoice again.

This time it was he who caught up from behind.

There is no suspense to pass, and he didn't forget to pretend to be forced, "You two are too slow!"

They didn't pay attention to him at all.

When he arrived at the park, he finished doing push-ups and horizontal bars in a row, and when he was resting on a row of chairs, the two girls ran over.

At the end of March and the beginning of April in Yanjing City, the temperature jumped up very fast, and I had to wear a coat a few days ago, and even a few good days, the sun was shining, and the temperature immediately went up, even if I got up early in the morning to run, it was a long-sleeved T-shirt.

Both girls also wore T-shirts, especially when they ran, and they couldn't tell the flowers.

Pretty.

"Hey, what about that little beauty that day, why did you see that time?" he accosted again.

Xiaoice still ignored him, but Yuanyuan took the initiative to come and sit down, and replied with a smile, "You said Juanzi, she doesn't like to come, just the two of us like to run over." ”

Peng Xiangming said "oh", and was about to reply, but Xiaoice suddenly spoke, "Juanzi actually wants to come very much, but he is afraid of an uncle here, saying that he is squinting." ”

As always, arrogant.

Peng Xiangming opened his mouth, "Ah, uncle, I'm ...... How many years older am I? I'm twenty-one, how old are you? Why am I an uncle?"

Xiaoice turned his head and did not answer.

Yuanyuan laughed, gasped for breath, and said, "But we just call you uncle!"

Peng Xiangming opened his mouth and stammered for a while, speechless.

He really didn't expect that he would become an uncle in the eyes of others.

Come on, how about your early twenties? How many years older?

Yuan Yuan laughed vigorously, and in the end, even Xiaoice couldn't hold back and laughed.

It was like winning a game.

Subsequently, I don't know if the strange title of "uncle" broke a certain sense of strangeness, or if we have always met and chatted these days, and the sense of security has accumulated to a certain extent.

Yuanyuan's full name is Lu Yuanyuan, a native of Hebei Province, her home is less than 200 miles away from Yanjing, her grandfather will play erhu, Jinghu these musical instruments, is an old ticket friend, Yuanyuan has been brought by her grandfather since she was a child, likes to play, began to learn at the age of seven, and was sent here at the age of twelve, specializing in Tsing Yi.

Xiaoice's name is Wu Bing, a native of Zhejiang Province, learned drama at the age of six, entered the Hundred Flowers Troupe of Zhejiang Province at the age of nine, studied Yue Opera and Kunqu Opera from famous masters, until she was thirteen years old, her parents were transferred to work, she had to enter Beijing, plus her family actually did not support her to continue to learn drama, she felt that it was difficult to learn, even if she learned it, the overall situation of the drama is not very good now, and it does not feel like a very good way.

Several of her teachers in the Hundred Flowers Theater came to the door several times, all kinds of persuasion, saying that Xiaoice was really a good seedling, and the teacher was willing to let her live in her own home to ensure safety, but her parents were stunned and disagreed, and finally brought to Beijing, sent to an ordinary middle school, and then stopped for nearly a year.

Later, the teacher came to Yanjing to perform, specially went to see her, and then found a friend on Yanjing's side, came to the door again to persuade, plus Xiaoice herself also liked it, her parents finally let go, and finally the teacher who taught her Kunqu Opera was guaranteed by a Peking Opera friend, at the age of fourteen, directly entered the Yanjing Opera School, changed to Peking Opera, and now specializes in Dao Madan.

As soon as he chatted like this, Peng Xiangming suddenly realized.

He had always felt that Xiaoice's accent was a little weird before.

Now that I think about it, it's not the kind of accent that southerners have when they speak Mandarin, but it's not hard to hear.

But after chatting, he was still curious, "Since you are so talented and the teachers are so optimistic, why do your parents always insist on not letting you learn drama?"

Originally, the conversation was quite happy, but as soon as Peng Xiangming asked this, Xiaoice's face suddenly became difficult to look at, bowed his head for a moment, did not speak, got up and walked away.

Peng Xiangming didn't know where this question was poked, and Yuanyuan also looked like she wanted to talk, and in the end she still didn't say anything, catching up with Xiaoice, as if she was comforting something.

Peng Xiangming inadvertently begged for fun, and after a while, he chased after him to apologize.

"I don't know about it...... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked, and I won't ask in the future. ”

Wu Bing was free and easy, and turned his head to look at it, "Actually, it's nothing, my grandmother said that if I look like this, I'd better do some more serious work in the future, such as being a teacher, being an accountant or something." ”

Peng Xiangming was a little confused, "Why?"

Wu Bing raised his head, a little unhappy, and a little unconvinced, "My grandmother said that my face was born with peach blossoms, and in ancient times, this was called Mrs. Aunt's face." ”

Peng Xiangming was stunned for a moment.

Wu Bing asked again: "Uncle, do you think I am my aunt's wife's face?"

"Uh......"

For a while, Peng Xiangming was really speechless, because her face was ...... Autumn water is the eyes, the distant mountains are eyebrows, the face is Zhou Zheng's atmosphere, his face is tense, and he is a little cold and ruthless, but when he laughs, he immediately brings an indescribable charm and seduction.

If Yuanyuan is the kind of traditional lady who looks like a beautiful girl, born sweet, dignified, and delicate, then Wu Bing is really ...... What is the name of the aunt's wife's face, it is estimated that it is because of her own granddaughter, the old lady has already said it in a good way, if this is really left in ancient times, this is called red face and trouble, or ...... Coquette.

Seeing that Peng Xiangming was speechless with an embarrassed face, Wu Bing's face obviously became more ugly.

"Looks like you're ...... too"

"Alas!"

Before she could say anything, Peng Xiangming suddenly sighed.

After a pause, he made it up, "If you want to say that, we will be in sympathy with each other." People say that in ancient times, my face was called 'Troubled Spring Boudoir'! Woe and Troubled Spring Boudoir don't understand? It's just that the big girl and the little daughter-in-law are confused when they see it, and everyone else is not at ease and live in peace. ”

The two girls were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed together.

"Uncle, you can really brag!"