Driving to the address sent by Jiang Meixian to Ling Wenxuan, Ling Wenxuan saw that this independent house was slightly different. The architectural style of this house is somewhat similar to the one in China, Ling Wenxuan smiled lightly. Sure enough, everyone's feelings for "Tianwang Studio" are very deep.

This detached house is taller than China, with five floors and a large footprint. According to Jiang Meixian, this house was bought by six people, including Ling Wenxuan. This is not a low price in a prosperous area of Seoul, but it is nothing for a family of five. Ling Wenxuan has been popular for a few months, and he still has the ability to pay, after all, he has divided six shares.

Moreover, Huang Qingrong also paid a lot more. For the other five, that's not too much.

Look at the IU big relief to stop here, such a lively location! He shouldn't be blatantly doing anything. And, judging from the chat just now, I feel that his personality is quite good. But it's hard to say, knowing people and faces but not knowing their hearts, maybe he's just pretending.

The two got out of the car and walked to the front of the house. IU looked around, planning the perfect route map if something happened. Finally IU stopped at the house.

"You wait here for a while." Ling Wenxuan walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

The house looks like a more luxurious residential house than a studio. This is also the feeling that everyone in the "Tianwang Studio" is pursuing, more like a home than a place for pure work.

Seeing Ling Wenxuan ring the doorbell, IU was stunned: "Why are you still ringing the doorbell?" Isn't this your studio? ”

IU felt a little untrustworthy, if it was your studio, how could it be without a key. Do you have to ring the doorbell to get in?

"Uh......" Ling Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Well, our studio has just moved here a few days ago. I'm new from China, so I don't have a key. ”

Ling Wenxuan explained slightly.

Hearing this, IU frowned, and she felt that this scene was getting stranger and stranger. Just here? And also. Is this a Chinese studio coming here? Writing songs, this is the producer's studio? But why does the house look more like a house than a studio? All of these things seem strange to IU.

She began to retreat in her heart, whether to leave or not, it was so strange.

"Click"

It was Jiang Meixian who opened the door, and when she saw Ling Wenxuan, she said angrily: "I should have arrived in Korea long ago, why did I only get here now?" ”

"Something's going on. So it's a little late. Ling Wenxuan glanced at IU, who was hesitating.

Jiang Meixian also found IU and couldn't help asking, "Something happened?" Is that her? ”

Ling Wenxuan nodded, "Hmm." Coincidentally, I heard her singing, which was very suitable for a song I had written before. Later, I happened to run into her, and then I brought it back and wanted her to try it. ”

"Why are there so many coincidences?" Jiang Meixian looked at Ling Wenxuan suspiciously, "It shouldn't be that you made it up, I just want to take the girl back to our studio." ”

Ling Wenxuan rolled his eyes: "Sister Meixian, is it good for me to come to South Korea for the first time." It's so easy to get a girl. ”

"Besides, look at ......" Ling Wenxuan said as he lifted the hat on his head, revealing his bright head, "Who would look at a bald head?" ”

"Alright, let people in." Jiang Meixian bowed her head and gestured.

"Well, this girl is still a little wary and doesn't dare to come in. So I'm going to show her the song. Ling Wenxuan shrugged, "That's right." Sister Meixian, did I bring all the things I had in the studio? If not, you have to call them Kaixing. ”

"Brought it. You can rest assured. Jiang Meixian squeezed Ling Wenxuan away and walked towards IU.

"Eh, Sister Meixian, what are you doing?" Ling Wenxuan couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Meixian waved her hand, "You go up to find your song, and I'll explain it to her." ”

"IU, wait a minute. I'll get down right away. After saying to IU, Ling Wenxuan nodded at Jiang Meixian and went in.

Jiang Meixian also knows Korean. The five people in the "Tianwang Studio", who have been confused for many years, have been constantly fighting hard, and Korean is also involved. Liao Kaixing said it very well, and the others are not much worse.

If the ability of the people in the "Heavenly King Studio" is dug deeper, it is enough to shock. Every aspect is involved.

Ling Wenxuan entered the new studio, and the first thing he felt was, my God. From the outside, Ling Wenxuan felt that it looked a little like a Chinese studio, and after coming in, Ling Wenxuan was even more shocked and more like. Not all of them are the same, but most of the structure is modeled after a Chinese studio. The studio, the dressing room, and the rockery in the middle are too similar to the Chinese ones.

"This ......" Ling Wenxuan was stunned for a moment.

"Well, not bad." Huang Qingrong's voice came from upstairs, and he walked down slowly. Seeing the stunned look in Ling Wenxuan's eyes, a smile appeared on his calm face.

"When you won the championship of 'Peak Music Showdown', we started to make plans to enter Korean entertainment. In Korea, we started to find a location and renovate it according to the look of our studio. When we arrived a few days ago, we were quite surprised, and we didn't want to be at this level. Huang Qingrong is also embarrassed to come down, and it is also an unexpected joy for him that the Korean studio is so similar to the Chinese studio.

"It's really like." Ling Wenxuan looked left and right, and could only say that it looked like.

"Brother Qingrong, are you all ready?" Ling Wenxuan asked.

Huang Qingrong nodded: "Except for your office, which needs to be sorted out by yourself, the rest is ready." The first, second and third floors are the same as our studios in China, and the extra fourth and fifth floors are our respective rooms. The recording studio on the second floor is also ready. ”

"The studio is ready?" Ling Wenxuan was even happier in his heart, wouldn't it be better if IU was very suitable to let her record directly. Seeing the music in his hands take shape was something that Ling Wenxuan felt extremely happy, and he enjoyed it very much.

"Well, Chunyang is still fiddling with that on it now." Huang Qingrong glanced at the open door outside, "By the way, where is Meixian?" ”

Ling Wenxuan smiled secretly in his heart when he heard this, and instead of answering, he asked: "By the way, Brother Qingrong, before you said that the fourth and fifth floors are our rooms, are they five or six?" ”

Huang Qingrong's face instantly straightened and glared at Ling Wenxuan. Ling Wenxuan laughed and ran upstairs, ready to get his creative book. When he first moved, Jessica almost threw his backup away as trash.

Sure enough, the second floor is very similar.

"Brother Yang." Ling Wenxuan shouted at the location of the recording studio.

Zhao Chunyang's voice came from inside: "Wenxuan?" Arrived? I'm busy playing on my own. ”

Ling Wenxuan didn't bother to go up to the third floor and walked into the unfamiliar and familiar office. Seeing the desk full of papers and the empty office, he finally found a different feeling from the Chinese studio.

Ling Wenxuan was in no mood to clean it up now, IU was still waiting, and flipped through the sheet music to find out. Go downstairs with the score.

When he went down to the first floor, Ling Wenxuan actually saw that IU had already come in, and he and Jiang Meixian were sitting on the reception sofa in the middle of the first floor, this girl who was so suspicious would actually come in? Looking at Jiang Meixian who was talking cordially next to her, Ling Wenxuan nodded, it should be Sister Meixian who said something to her.

Huang Qingrong sat on the side and listened to the conversation between Jiang Meixian and IU, and then looked at the music sheet in Ling Wenxuan's hand, thoughtful.

"IU, why did you come in, didn't you want to come in?" Ling Wenxuan teased a little.

IU looked at Ling Wenxuan rather embarrassedly, a little apologetic. But, girls, isn't that normal?

"Alright, no kidding you. Come and see. Ling Wenxuan handed over the score in his hand.

IU carefully took the score and began to read it carefully, humming softly in her mouth. After a while, IU's eyes widened. She thought it was good.

"W-that's really what you wrote?" IU was surprised. She is a powerful singer, and she knows very well what a quality song looks like. This song is a very good song in her opinion.

"Or else?" Ling Wenxuan asked with a smile.

"Hmm......" IU is really weird. One is so handsome, he can write songs, and the quality of the songs is very high, from China. How could this person be a fan of himself? She didn't figure it out for a long time. She herself understands how low her popularity is, Ling Wenxuan will be fascinated by her, so she can't figure it out for a long time.

"Who the hell are you, I think you're so weird." IU couldn't help but say what was in her heart, not only those, but also the feeling that Ling Wenxuan gave her was strange from beginning to end. When he met him on the radio, he had to sing a song he wrote and let her come here. How strange these actions are.

Hearing this, Huang Qingrong, Jiang Meixian, and Ling Wenxuan all laughed. If IU were in China, there would be no such doubt, Ling Wenxuan's popularity in South Korea is indeed average. The popularity is estimated to be not much higher than that of IU.

"What are you laughing at?" IU heard everyone laughing, and I didn't know why.

Ling Wenxuan shook his head lightly: "It won't be long before you should know." ”

"Huh?" IU blinked her bright eyes, "Really? ”

IU really made Ling Wenxuan a little confused, but she didn't explain it, which made her a little depressed.

"Yes. Okay, just tell me if you can sing this song. The latter part is hard, and if you can't do it, forget it. Ling Wenxuan got straight to the point, and he really wanted to show his song perfectly.

IU looked at the score again, and her expression moved: "It's really difficult, but I think I can still show it." ”

Ling Wenxuan was delighted, "Really? ”

"Great." Ling Wenxuan clenched his fists, "You try to learn it in two days, and then come here to record." ”

"Recording?" IU froze, why do you still want to record? She thought that Ling Wenxuan would let her sing and finish, but she didn't expect it to reach the level of recording. Still, two days? Want to record? The time is a bit short and a bit difficult.

Hey? He just said to come here to record? Is it good to record here? Who the hell is he? A musician from China? (To be continued.) )