"Xiao An, recently a drama party invited you to the theme song, which is quite consistent with the two capitals you made before, you come to the company this afternoon to discuss specific matters." Wang Zhen sent a message.

It's been more than a year since the end of "Flower War", and in the days when she became a singer, Chi An's life was simpler than she imagined. She was very satisfied.

The only thing she can do well is to write songs, as soon as Wang Zhen told her something else, she kept her eyes on her, like a wooden chicken, soft and hard and didn't eat, the matter really came to her eyes, and she was also the virtue of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water".

After three times and two times, Wang Zhen didn't have a good face for her, and he didn't dare to force her too much.

"It is a fantasy romance drama intertwined with modern and ancient times, and it is planned to be broadcast in the summer, the name of the play is "Three Thousand Miles of Hetang", and the information is here." The assistant handed over a few pieces of paper, Chi An opened them, his heart almost jumped to his throat, and the fourth line of the cast read:

Crane boy - Wei and light.

The assistant rarely saw any happy expression on Chi An's face, and in the six months she had been with Chi An, she had seen Chi An mostly calm, occasionally catching a trace of pain on the reflection reflected in the car window. Yes, after seeing Chi An's face with a hint of obvious lightness and joy, the assistant fell into confusion.

These two leading actors were on the same stage with her last time, and she didn't even want to hug others, is it a good fantasy story?

"The second one, I'll go back and change it." Chi An's fingers brushed around on a line of words, this line of words was like a little spark, igniting the firewood and grass in his heart, and the red color gradually spread from his heart to his face, Chi An felt that his cheeks seemed to be starting to get hot, but he still had to say this sentence: "Actually, I didn't want to choose this song, and I couldn't sing many high notes, but now that there is Wei Heguang, I can let him come." ”

When she said the words "Wei Heguang", she tried her best to be light and natural, although she still felt that she was extremely jerky. The three words "Wei-He-Guang" have been repeated in her heart and on paper for eight years, but she rarely utters them.

Wang Zhen clapped his hands, "Is it a coincidence?" This is also the requirement of their company. ”

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If she doesn't feel nervous, then she's not human.

On the day of the recording, Chi An came half an hour early, as always, pacing back and forth in the corridor outside the recording studio, which is called "adjusting the state", but in fact, she has already "Nezha in the sea" in her heart.

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She can be said to have grown up watching Wei Heguang. Wei Heguang debuted at the age of 17, and she saw his performance by chance in less than half a year.

At that time, the Windmill group was still active in South Korea, and at the year-end party that year, there were only a few beams of chasing light on the huge stage, all shining on those bigger performers, but she was attracted by a black figure in a haze, and the light that had nowhere to go was attracted by him, cutting a white silhouette on his flowing black shirt, spinning, raising her hand, tilting her head, and a pair of eyes gradually met the camera, and the turbulent sea water instantly washed her down.

Because he was there, not long after his father's death, Ji An barely finished high school and packed his bags and went to South Korea.

I want to stand by his side at the same height and in the open.

I want to sing the sentences I have written, and I will sing them to him.

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However, even if they meet, Chi An is still Ji An. After all, she has to itch for seven years, not to mention her eight-year-long "bad wife".

And as a professional artist, she can't lose her temper no matter what.

The door was opened, the agent came in first, and then Wei Heguang, the brim of the black cap was pressed low, he took off his hat when he entered the door, and took care of his hair twice, just like Chi An had seen it countless times across the screen, Chi An controlled himself not to keep staring at others, but his eyes were not angry, like iron powder meeting a magnet, floating away in wisps.

"Have you waited a long time? I'm sorry. The private Wei Heguang is a bit different from the "idol Wei Heguang", which is not so seductive, not so lively and funny, and has a little more man's calmness.

Chi An even secretly trembled her fingers, and she pretended to speak naturally: "I just arrived." You take a break and we're good to go. ”

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The title of the song is taken from the word "Crane", and the lyrics are in the form of a dialogue between men and women, briefly telling the heart-wrenching story of a pair of men and women who missed their love. Chi An's voice is low and magnetic, Wei He's light and voice lines are bright and slender, and the two people who are a little "sideways" elsewhere, one high and one low, have a strange harmony together.

The first time I auditioned, as soon as the harmony came out, the two of them trembled in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes met, and they were a little moved by sympathy. Ji An smiled at him, squinting and blurring his vision.

The recording teacher nodded and said, "Very good, I propose that you change the last paragraph entirely, and directly replace it with harmony." ”

A group of people sat down in the recording studio, humming and changing.

Wei Heguang sat opposite Chi An, he found that he had almost become the most musicless person in the audience, and most of the changes in the recording studio in the past were made by the teacher in three strokes and two strokes, and he and his teammates only needed to nod and say yes; Today is different, Chi An sits among the teachers, she listens very carefully, occasionally puts forward her own opinions, when she is working, she fades into a lazy body, her eyes are very sharp, and her thinking is fast, probably because she is a composer, she knows every note and every melody well.

Wei Heguang couldn't help blushing, compared to Chi Anbi, he looked a little ignorant.

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The recording was successfully completed, and Wei Heguang rushed back to the crew non-stop to continue filming, which happened to be "Three Thousand Miles of Hetang".

In this scene, the heroine's maid played by Jiang Yinyin rushed to Hetang, shouting and screaming for the male protagonist to come out, but as a crane boy, he blocked him at the entrance.

"Don't make any more noise, the cranes in the pond have been disturbed by you."

"Tell me not to make noise? It's easy to do, call your master out! Without waiting for the crane boy to react, the maid rushed to the side.

The crane boy was in a hurry, chasing and stopping, Wei Heguang stepped on Jiang Yinyin's long skirt with one foot, and the two fell to the ground together.

The staff immediately rushed up, "Oh mom! "Are you alright?" Mess.

Jiang Yinyin was quickly protected by Wei Heguang's head and face, and the moment she fell to the ground, she subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes in the next second, she saw Wei Heguang Shengxue's white clothes and the horn of her jaw.

She couldn't hear the commotion around her, and for a moment, all she saw was the cherry blossoms and snow flying in winter and spring, and the person who made her thrilled.

The two were helped up by everyone, Wei Heguang's arm was slightly bruised, Jiang Yinyin took the medicine and went to Wei Heguang: "Heguang, are you okay?" I have medicine here, and I brought it specially for today's filming, but I didn't expect it to be used by you. ”

Wei Heguang's arm had already been sprayed with medicine, but it was not easy to refuse, so he took it with a smile and said, "It's just in time, save me from preparing next time." ”

"Thanks to your quick response today, I'll treat you to dinner after filming this segment in a few days." After saying that, Jiang Yinyin showed a coquettish smile.