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Since he had already said something like that on TV, it was impossible to just get something out of the matter. Although "Pure Land of Bliss" does not fully represent Japanese culture, it at least meets the aesthetic requirements of current Japanese teenagers.

Zheng Chengxian's plan is to use several different types of music, corresponding to different age groups and appreciation levels. Not to mention everything, at least to be diverse, so that it can be convincing.

So he attaches great importance to this first song, and the requirements are naturally very high.

Although Park So-yeon has been working hard, I don't know if it's a psychological reason, Jung Sung-hyun always feels unsatisfactory, and he also feels awkward watching the performances of the rest.

So after the whole recording, his brows were always locked, so that the staff present and Tara did not dare to come out.

"Forget it, let's do this today."

Zheng Chengxian said lightly, took off the headset and turned around and walked out, leaving everyone looking at each other, not knowing what to do. Out of the Baolan company, leaning against the pillar outside the door, Zheng Chengxian lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

If a person's performance is divided into seven, how to arrange it properly is a big trouble for him. And from the troubles in front of him and the other troubles on his body, Zheng Chengxian's brows became tighter and tighter, and he smoked more and more.

"Oba ~ I'm sorry."

Sapphire Blue's apologetic words came from behind him.

Zheng Chengxian turned his head and saw her standing there restrained, her hands wringing her fingers uneasily.

Stepping on the cigarette, picking up the cigarette butt and putting it in his pocket, Zheng Chengxian squeezed out a smile and replied:

"Why do you want to say you're sorry?"

Sapphire stepped forward with her head down.

"I'm sorry for bothering you so much about us."

"Sapphire Blue, I've said it before, you never have to say sorry to me." Twisting his fingers, Zheng Chengxian said softly: "It has nothing to do with you besides." ”

"But ......"

As soon as Baolan's words came out, he closed his mouth again, as if he didn't know what to say, and muttered after hesitating for a long time:

"Can you not be angry with Zhaoyan?"

Gently rubbing the royal blue doll head, the warm and soft touch was like a living thing, and it entered the heart along the arm, and Zheng Chengxian's irritable mood was reduced.

"I'm not angry, I'm just a little anxious."

"In a hurry?"

Baolan raised her head, her face full of doubts: "What's the hurry?" ”

Zheng Chengxian let go of his hand and shook his head:

"I can't say it well, I just feel that something is urging me in my heart. It seems that things can never be done, solving one after another, solving one after another, and solving one after another, as if there is no end. ”

"Ever heard of burnout?"

Sapphire Lan shook her head blankly.

Jung Sung-hyun smiled.

Turning his head to look into the distance, he took a deep breath and muttered:

"I forgot where I saw it, and said that if a person insists on doing one thing, or something like that, even though he loves what he is doing, he will also feel tired psychologically, which will lead to negative slackness."

"Are you tired?"

Baolan understood, and asked with hidden concern.

"Sort of!" Jung Sung-hyun replied.

"If you're tired, take a break."

Pursing her lips, Baolan kindly persuaded: "I don't know how busy you usually are, but sometimes just thinking about it, I feel very hard." So... If you want, you can rest and rest, we can do it ourselves. ”

Looking back at Baolan, who had a serious face, Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but smile, and reached out again and rubbed her head vigorously.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry. As I said earlier, it's just a momentary depression, and it's good to get over it. ”

Baolan Bulen's head broke free from his 'clutches', and while arranging his hair, he glared at Zheng Chengxian angrily, and at the same time said with a lot of uncertainty in his mouth: "What happened recently has had a big impact on everyone, whether it is you or them, it's not surprising that you can't lift your spirits." ”

"yes~"

Zheng Chengxian let out a long breath and replied angrily: "I also figured it out just now, I can't completely blame you or Zhaoyan." In fact, some things are caused by me, so how can I put all the blame on you? ”

"You're here to help us, too."

Baolan whispered: "If it weren't for your support, maybe we wouldn't have been able to hold on a long time ago." ”

Zheng Chengxian pulled the corners of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, his eyes full of uncertainty.

Seeing him like this, Baolan moved his steps and leaned over. In front of the public, he didn't dare to hold hands, but just stood there against Zheng Chengxian's shoulder. From time to time, his little hands would rub against his hands because of the shaking of his body.

"Oba."

"Huh?"

"Everyone is in a bad mood because of what happened recently, so I want to ......." Baolan said hesitantly, a pair of black and white eyes turned around, obviously not confident in what he was about to say.

"What do you think, say it!"

After waiting for a while and not seeing anything else, Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but urge.

Baolan gritted her teeth and plucked up her courage to say:

"Like you said, how can a performer laugh naturally when he's in a bad mood. So I can't help but wonder if they were in a better mood, wouldn't the performance be better? ”

"Of course it will~"

Zheng Chengxian was amused by this 'nonsense', and couldn't help but look at Baolan playfully:

"Is there anything you can do to make them feel better?"

"I've heard of a two-day fireworks festival, and it's said to be nice and fun. If you let them play, wouldn't it help to change their mood? ”

"There should be ~~~"

Zheng Chengxian replied thoughtfully, and his drowsy head gradually became clearer.

"Then anyway, you can't record the effect you want now, so just stop for a while, everyone goes out to have fun, maybe the mood will be good? When the time comes, won't it be twice the result with half the effort? ”

Zheng Chengxian did not answer immediately, frowning and pondering.

After a while, he nodded and replied affirmatively: "You are right! I may have fallen into the misconception that it is sometimes difficult to achieve just emphasizing that they want to be happy without even considering that requirement. ”

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Baolan's method was feasible, and I couldn't help but shout happily: "Just do as you say, let's play." ”

"You~ really want to do this?"

The decision was too simple, but it made Baolan stunned, suspecting that she had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Hmm!"

Zheng Chengxian nodded seriously:

"Your approach works. I can't record it anyway, so I just put it down and have fun. To be honest, I haven't seen what Japanese festivals are like. ”

"Okay..... then."

Baolan only hesitated for a moment, and then readily agreed: "I'll go tell them." ”

After saying that, he turned around and trotted into the company.

As she ran, the tufts of dull hair on her head swayed playfully.

Jung Sung-hyun couldn't help but laugh. (To be continued.) )