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Compared with Lan Lingxuan's song, a cooperation song with South Vietnam.

The chorus written by South Vietnam itself is much simpler.

You don't need to choreograph, you don't have to show any singing skills, it's just simple, sing the feelings in your heart.

Lan Lingxuan did this very well, so there was no need to worry about it at all.

As for South Vietnam, there is no need to worry about anything, after all, this is a song written by herself.

I know what emotions to sing with.

In terms of singing, Nanyue wanted to change, and after talking to Lan Lingxuan, and after trying to sing a few words, he immediately got absolute approval.

The two were in the recording studio, while changing their singing voices, and from time to time proposed to add new elements.

Before you know it, the day has passed.

Early on Friday morning, Nanyue had just arrived, and Lan Lingxuan also followed.

After looking at each other, there was no nonsense, and they went directly into the recording studio one after the other, starting a new day.

Yesterday, the arrangement of the whole piece was almost completely finalized, and today is a pure and formal recording.

Both of them want to be as perfect as possible, both in terms of singing skills and the emotional aspects of being invested in them.

As long as there is the slightest mistake, it will be brought up immediately, and then it will be improved, and the re-recording will continue.

And in order to ensure that the throat is always in the best condition, the tea that moistens the throat has not been broken.

Finally, before it was almost dark, I recorded the most satisfactory version that had been improved again and again.

Knowing that Nanyue still had to catch a plane, Lan Lingxuan didn't say too many words of exclamation, but stepped forward slightly and hugged Nanyue.

"I love this song, I'm glad you invited me to sing along."

"Thank you, Sister Lan, you can like it, and I'm very happy too."

Lan Lingxuan let go of her slightly, and smiled: "Next time we have enough time, we will record the stage version again, I believe the effect will definitely be better." ”

"Okay," Nan Yue raised his hand and held out his little thumb, "pull the hook." ”

"Haha," Lan Lingxuan smiled very happily and pulled a hook with her, "Come on, get another stamp." ”

The two pulled the hook, and the thumbs touched together, and the agreement was made.

Lan Lingxuan didn't have to rush back, so he still went back to the hotel for one night before leaving.

Before parting with her, Nan Yue gave her a small bottle of freshly rubbed beauty pills with aloe vera mud, plus a bottle of white shou wu juice.

After Lan Lingxuan asked how to use the beauty pill, he happily accepted it and gave Nanyue a fragrant kiss in return.

Seeing her smile and get into the car and leave, Nanyue raised his hand and touched the side of his face, a little surprised for a while, and after the car left, he had no choice but to smile and get into his own car instead.

When I went out this morning, South Vietnam had already packed my luggage for the two days and three nights with the help of Mo Lulu, and then went straight to the airport.

This time, she booked a first-class cabin, went directly to the VIP channel, and boarded the plane with a pinch.

There were few people in the first class, and the person sitting next to her across the aisle was none other than Sheng Jingheng.

He didn't bring anyone else this time, he was alone, wearing sunglasses, listening to songs, his face was cold, and he exuded an indifferent atmosphere that no one was close to.

As soon as Nan Yue sat down, he moved slightly, then raised his hand to take off his sunglasses and turned his head to look at her.

"Hey, Mr. Sheng, what a coincidence."

Nan Yue raised his hand to signal, with the inevitable tiredness of recording a day's songs on his face.

However, with a smart and satisfied smile in her eyes, it was obvious that she had a full and happy day.

Sheng Jingheng handed her a new steam eye mask: "Rest for a while, don't use your voice for the time being." ”

"Oh," Nanyue obediently took it, unpacked it, and said softly while putting it on, "Why do you still look like you're squatting on me, it's obviously me ......"

She didn't finish speaking, she just closed her eyes and rested.

It is estimated that she will not arrive until eleven or twelve o'clock tonight, but fortunately, someone is with her.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^