Bo Huan and Song Nanzhou walked into the recording studio one after another.

"Are you two OK so soon?" Fu Xi cast a surprised look, if she remembered correctly, it seemed that it had not been half an hour since she left the office.

After this question, Bo Huan remembered that they had never said the right words at all.

"Hmm......" Bo Huan didn't know how to answer for a while.

"No problem. A clear voice came from beside him.

Bo Huan turned his head to look at him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

But he was about to cry in his heart, who gave him confidence...... This is not just literacy, it requires the interaction of both partners, and the tacit understanding of both partners. She and him are just a few words intersection, and there is really no tacit understanding at all.

Just as Bo Huan was about to say something, Fu Xi took the lead in speaking: "It's okay, don't be nervous, don't record it a few more times, the first time it will be a rehearsal." ”

Bo Huan panicked.

She doesn't know about others, but she knows Fu Xi's character best. Anything that is recorded a few more times is considered a rehearsal, it is all a lie. This strong woman has extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder and pursues everything over and over again. If they really got stuck today, she didn't have to think about it, she knew how miserable her life would be in the future.

Eventually, the two walked into the studio and put on their headphones.

"Are you nervous?" asked Song Nanzhou.

Bo Huan didn't say a word, just silently put the script prepared in advance in front of Song Nanzhou.

After everything was ready, Bo Huan took a deep breath.

Forget it, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!

After comforting herself, she made an OK gesture to the director.

The soothing music sounded, and Bo Huan switched out of the broadcast cavity in a second: "HELLO, GOOD AFTERNOON, EVERYONE, THIS IS FM9788, THE LATEST SPECIAL COLUMN "TALK ABOUT PAINTING WELL", I AM YOUR OLD FRIEND, BO HUAN." ”

"Some time ago, there were a lot of 9788 listeners who left messages under the scarf and said, they art students, hoping to publish a column about art, after the Internet voting, we specially launched the special column of "Talking about Painting". From today onwards, I will accompany you with "Talking Well", and at the same time, we will also invite the best in the art world to come and "Tell Pictures Well" with us."

The light voice, full of vitality, makes people can't take their eyes off it.

"First of all, let's invite the heavyweight guest of this column, he is a well-known teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts, Song Nanzhou, Teacher Song. Teacher Song, let's say hello to everyone. Bo Huan smiled and looked at Song Nanzhou.

"Hello everyone, hello host, I'm Song Nanzhou. The gentle and powerful voice instantly poured into Bo Huan's eardrums.

"Hello Mr. Song. I've heard that your classes are basically rushed. So what made you decide to become a teacher?" Bo Huan led the topic to the topic.

"First of all, I am very grateful to my classmates for their love for me. As for why you want to become a teacher. I'd like to start by sharing a story with you. Song Nanzhou's answer was clear and clear.

"Then let's ask Mr. Song to share it. Bo Huan answered at the right time.

Song Nanzhou followed the process of the script, telling the story of the children in the mountainous area word by word.

Seeing that he coped with it easily, Bo Huan finally let go of the worries in his heart.

"Yes, the kids work so hard, we have to do what we can to help them. If there are listeners who want to help children, you can contact our helpline, whether it is an item or a word of concern, it will be a warmth to the children. Bo Huan sighed.

"Okay, let's go into today's "Talking about Painting", I don't know if Mr. Song is going to share that painting with us today?" Bo Huan's voice was full of anticipation.

During the step-by-step recording of the show, everyone outside the venue was amazed by Song Nanzhou's performance.

If you want to say that Bo Huan's voice is orange with vitality, full of vitality, then Song Nanzhou's voice is a sunny dark blue, gentle and powerful;

When the sounds of these two colors meet. The orange is not as bright and dazzling as it seems, and the dark blue is not as deep and incomprehensible as it seems, on the contrary, the meeting of the two color blocks looks peaceful and natural.

After the excerpt was finished, Bo Huan swept away the previous gloom and looked at Song Nanzhou with admiration on his face: "Are you really the first time?"

"Isn't it bad?" Song Nanzhou looked at her with some puzzlement, but still nodded.

Bo Huan shook his head, "It's good, it's not an exaggeration, I think you can change careers." ”

Song Nanzhou nodded, and his tone was casual: "Then apologize for losing your temper with me just now." ”

“……”

This person, do you want to hold a grudge like this?

"You, do the family know that you are so calculating?" Bo Huan almost gritted his teeth.

"I guess we'll find out later. Song Nanzhou looked smiling, as if the words he choked just now had nothing to do with him.

"You two really have such a tacit understanding, and your voice is very compatible. This doesn't need to be recorded twice, and it can be broadcast directly tomorrow. Fu Xi made the final decision, and his voice was full of affirmation.

Hearing this, Bo Huan first felt a joy on her face, and then felt a sense of loss in her heart, which meant that her intersection with him was over.

Out of sight, out of mind.

That's fine. It was a sudden joy, and it was natural to be good after this energy.

Thinking of this, the smile on Bo Huan's face became even stronger.

"Let's go, let's have dinner together, shall we?" Fu Xi proposed.

"Either way. ”

"Nope. ”

The former is Song Nanzhou, and the latter is Bo Huan.

The former replied indifferently, and the latter refused simply.

As if she didn't expect her to refuse so decisively, Fu Xi and Song Nanzhou both looked at her in unison.

"Well, I also made an appointment with a friend. Bo smiled wryly.