Since returning from that mountain climb, Cheng Ye's ankle has become less good, and he has bent from time to time. There was always a stone brick on the flat ground, and she somehow always stepped on it.

"Sister Ye, are you stumbling again?" The little assistant opened the drawer and took out the bone-setting medicine that had become her special.

The assistant helped her to sit on the couch, she took off her shoes and rubbed them. "I'm ready to buy a cane to spare."

Wenzi just walked in, saw Cheng Ye rubbing his feet there, and deliberately said with disgust: "Alas, open the window to breathe!" ”

"I'll kill you with a shoe!" Cheng Ye grabbed his shoes and was about to smash them.

"There are a lot of adults, there are a lot of adults! The little ones are not sensible, forgive and forgive. Fumiko said with a smile.

Cheng Ye said angrily: "What are you doing, you have something to do with me?" ”

"Yes."

"If you have something, just say it."

"There's a movie in the pipeline lately, and I heard they want you to write a theme song."

"You know again?" Cheng Ye poured a little bruising wine and rubbed his ankles vigorously, and his facial features were wrinkled in pain.

"Who am I, Nanda bellows!"

"Look at the one who is proud of you, who led you?"

"Director Guo."

Cheng Ye's eyes lit up, "Director Guo, you can think about it, what is the movie about?" ”

"It's about a female musician who was betrayed by her ex-husband, and then her family had no culture, so she was fooled by her ex-husband and beat her upside down, stealing her unpublished works and changing them."

Cheng Ye's kneading hand stopped, and his face gradually became stiff.

"In short, the woman's family didn't support her dream, thinking that she had met a lover, who knew that the lover deceived her family to steal her fruits and earned fame."

The assistant said on the side: "This woman is too miserable!" Does no one support her? ”

"This is an adaptation of a novel, I went to watch it if I had nothing to do, and I haven't finished reading it yet, so I don't know how it will be changed when it is made into a movie." Wenzi looked at Cheng Ye, "How is it?" Interested? ”

"This kind of rotten bloody plot can be made into a movie, it's enough for child's play." Cheng Ye put on his shoes and said to the assistant, "What about the four little ones?" ”

The assistant checked the class schedule, "I'm taking a vocal lesson." ”

Cheng Ye stood up and moved his ankles, ready to go over and take a look.

Fumiko saw that she was completely uninterested, and asked anxiously, "You don't try?" ”

"Give it to you, I have no blessing."

"They weren't looking for me." Fumiko shouted, "Think about it again! ”

Cheng Ye ignored him and walked towards the piano room.

Four small ones are standing in a straight row, practicing vocalization. They are all junior high school years, and they are very serious in their youthful appearance, and they study and train at school at the same time, making full use of their spare time. At a young age, he knew that he was hardworking, and Cheng Ye took great care of them.

Before the teacher came, Cheng Ye walked in and sat in front of the piano to play a note, and said to them: "Come, follow me, qi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-"

Four little boys, opening their mouths at the same time: "qi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-"

Cheng Ye listened carefully to their vocal methods, "Come again, qi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-"

“qi——yi——yi——yi——yi——”

"Here you go." She pointed to one of the taller boys.

The boy inhaled nervously, "qi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-"

"Eh, this roll is not in place, qi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-when practicing qi vowels, don't sing it in front of you, throw it out, qi-" Cheng Ye waved his hand, demonstrating and explaining, the appearance of teaching is like two people in life.

The boy followed her method and quickly sang smoothly.

"Okay, come again, li-li-li-la-a-a-"

The boy was a little at a loss, she was very nervous in the face of Cheng Ye, for fear of making a mistake, she sang when she opened her mouth, without thinking.

Cheng Ye tilted her head dissatisfied, as if to see his nervousness, she smiled and made her face appear softer, and said to them: "Pay attention to the support of breathing and the position of the voice, the larynx must be relaxed, then the breath can be smooth, and send your voice to your li-li-you just now li-li-this larynx is tense." ”

Let them practice a few more times, obviously much better, Cheng Ye glanced at the wall clock, what's the matter with this teacher, he hasn't come yet. She asked them, "Do you have any tasks today?" ”

"In the last class, the teacher asked us to memorize the lyrics and familiarize ourselves with the melody, so we should have started learning this song." The other boy replied, and he flipped out the score to show her.

Cheng Ye looked at the familiar score and nodded, "Okay, the teacher hasn't come yet, I'll teach you first." She found the song and listened to it first, "Do you all know how to sing it?" ”

"Yes." They replied confidently.

Cheng Ye smiled and said, "Okay, everyone will listen to me again, or you will come." She pointed to the tall boy, "Relax, don't be nervous, first paragraph." ”

The boy stared at the score, listened to the accompaniment of Cheng Yedan, and sang: "Nan-Fang flew from-Xiaohongyan--don't fall on the Yangtze River--ah-no-take-off-"

Stopping the accompaniment, Cheng Ye counted the beats for him and patiently helped him find the right point to enter. Thinking she could, she played the piano again, her eyes fixed on him.

"The south--the side flew in—the little wild goose—not falling on the Yangtze River—no—no—taking off—to—saying that the rebels—Gadamerin—is—for the Mongols—the land of the people."

Cheng Ye thought that this time was okay, and he sang it with another boy, but he didn't expect this one to be even more nervous, not only was it not right to enter the tune early, but he finally found a tune for him, and his voice retracted before he finished singing. She looked at him and said, "This is a mistake we often make when we sing, when we sing our voice, we must shrink this voice into it." ”

She watched the score and demonstrate, using the maximum rhyme to control the lightest sound, the treble is very beautiful, the high-pitched area is not harsh and melodious, and the mid-bass is also extremely pleasant.

The four boys heard Cheng Ye sing for the first time.

Cheng Ye is a music producer and the founder of the studio, her time is spent on creation, and there are few opportunities to sing, which leads to her opening up and becoming a blockbuster. She didn't pay attention to the adoring eyes of the students, and she continued to say the question: "The support of the breath is closed from above, and the direction of the voice is going forward. Come on, do it again. ”

The boy picked up the spirit of the twelve points and sang seriously.

"yes, it's much better this time." Cheng Ye praised: "You already feel that this sound is put down from the chin, not from the top point." ”

One after another, she felt very relieved and accomplished, and before she knew it, she had filled a class in time.

"What's the matter with this teacher? Resign if you don't want to go to work. ”

As soon as Cheng Ye came out of the piano room, he found the assistant and asked her to contact the teacher who was absent from class. The assistant hung up the phone with a surprised face, and said to Cheng Ye: "Sister Ye, it was his wife who answered the phone, and the vocal teacher had a car accident and his lumbar vertebrae were cracked." ”

Cheng Ye's arrogance was extinguished in an instant, and she said, "I know, I'll go see him in a few days." You are now advertising jobs online to find a new vocal teacher as soon as possible. ”

The assistant was embarrassed and said: "Sister Ye, why don't you teach it yourself, many of those teachers are unreliable, and if you are a little better, you will leave directly when you hear that the salary is not high, and I also found this after interviewing for a long time." ”

Cheng Ye was silent for a few seconds, "You call the teacher again and ask him if he will teach after he is discharged from the hospital, if he teaches us, he will wait for him, and I will replace him until he is discharged." ”

Cheng Ye had never experienced the days of 9 to 5, she left a bunch of work, squeezed into the rush of pedestrians and found a leisure.

She wandered around the malls on her own, but she didn't buy anything. After passing through the Electric City, several TVs hanging at the gate synchronized a MV picture.

The light and rhythmic melody prompted her to stop, and the MV was colorful, and the young and beautiful idols performed the whole song very well.

She watched it for a long time, and the name that appeared in the lower right corner of the screen stirred up a monstrous wave in her heart, and the hand hanging on the side of her leg unconsciously clenched her fist, resisting the urge to smash the TV and leave here.

Inside a dimly lit KTV room.

"You, turn up the lights a little more dynamically!"

"You! Find a song and jump it! ”

"And you, what are you doing? If you don't sing, sit down, why are you here if you don't sing? Cheng Ye leaned his head over with a look of sudden realization, "Ah! You say you're bored, then sit down, I'll let the best person serve you! ”

She staggered, walked to Limai and grabbed the pole, pointing to the empty couch, "Music!" ”

Outside the private room, the two waiters shirked each other, unwilling to enter, and the one who lost the guess was forced to push the door open.

Smack-

A crisp cracking sound exploded at the waiter's feet, startling him, looking at Cheng Ye who was drunk in his own singing, he shouted to her at the top of his voice: "Excuse me, do you want to renew the bell?" ”

Cheng Ye continued to roar as if he didn't hear it.

The waiter forced the music to pause and politely asked again: "Excuse me, do you still want to renew the clock?" ”

The accompaniment was gone, Cheng Ye laughed, pointed to the empty sofa and said, "You look down on me, don't you?" Can't I sing without giving me music? She stumbled over to the jukebox and clicked, "But it sounds perfect with an accompaniment." She smiled and tapped her index finger and the music came back instantly.

"Miss, if you don't continue to sing, settle the bill first, in addition to the drinks you ordered, you smashed a total of five glasses, and you will be charged an additional two hundred and fifty yuan."

Cheng Ye was furious, held the microphone and shouted loudly: "You are a young lady, the whole family is a young lady!" The whole family is two hundred and five! ”

The waiter said helplessly: "You have paid the bill now, make a call to notify your family and friends to pick you up, okay?" ”

Cheng Ye let go of the wheat pole, took two steps and three steps and fell on the sofa, and said in a low voice: "I have no family and no friends. ”

Just when the waiter was anxious, a man in the same uniform walked in outside the door, and he said to the waiter, "I'll come." ”

"Xiao Ji, do you know her?" The waiter asked suspiciously.

Xiao Ji glanced at the person who fell on the sofa and said, "I know, when I used to work." ”

Thankfully, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief, swept the glass shards off the floor and went out.

Xiao Ji closed the door and walked over to pat Cheng Ye on the shoulder, "That, Miss Cheng." ”

"Give me a glass of water." Cheng Ye said in a hoarse voice.

Xiao Ji took out the kettle from the wine bottles on the table and poured her a glass of water, "Water." He helped her up, but Cheng Ye suddenly grabbed his shoulders, "Sing together!" Ala yo ”

Water splashed on her, Xiao Ji took a tissue and wanted to wipe it for her, looking at her chest in embarrassment, he grabbed her waving hand, stuffed the tissue into her hand, held her hand and wiped it.

Cheng Ye turned his head to look at the side, his eyes widened, "Why are you here?" She poked his face in surprise, white and soft like freshly steamed cream steamed buns.

"I'm working here." Xiao Ji tilted his head awkwardly.

"Where you are! What's going on with udon, why is there so much less? And your colleague's face stinks, and he is not as polite as you. Cheng Ye complained dissatisfiedly.

"I don't work there anymore."

"Huh? Why? Is it bad there? ”

"Pretty much."

"Then you come to work with me! Can you sing? ”

Xiao Ji shook his head, "No." ”

"Do you know how to play the piano?"

"No, I only paint." Xiao Ji said embarrassedly.

"Drawing? Jing Yu can also draw, my brother can too, but I can't! Her tone dragged on, her voice higher than usual, and she seemed to be only half awake.

"We are so fate," Cheng Ye grabbed a bottle of wine and handed it to him, "I invite you to drink!" ”

Xiao Ji didn't take it, "No, I'll send you home." ”

"I'll let you drink!" She poured it straight into his mouth. He frowned and took a sip, the unfamiliar sensation raging down his throat, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

"That's good!" Cheng Ye touched his head with satisfaction.

Xiao Ji looked at the time, it was already late, and quickly pulled her up, "Miss Cheng, where is your home?" I'll send you back. ”

Cheng Ye waved his hand away, and the force was too strong and caused it to hit the edge of the table, she frowned and covered her fingers, and woke up in pain.

Xiao Ji pulled her up and patiently asked again, "Where is your home?" I'll send you back. ”

"My family?"

He thought she had listened, but she said, "Your home is my home, let's play together!" I'll be a dad and you'll be a mom! Cheng Ye finished laughing there.

He stopped asking, rummaged through her phone, unlocked it with her fingerprints, and picked a number that appeared most frequently and dialed it.

It was a deep male voice, and it was somewhat familiar.

When Huo Jingyu rushed to the private room, Cheng Ye was already asleep, and he paid the bill to carry her away from here.

Xiao Ji walked out of the private room next door, looking at their departing backs, thoughtful.

The sun crept into the house through the window, warming the people curled up under the covers.

A white hand stretched out, and the quilt was lifted, revealing a messy head.

"Hmm-" Cheng Ye sat up with his head in his hands, why did his head hurt so much! She looked around and saw the familiar layout of the home. She didn't get out of bed and didn't sit still on the floor, and her ankle still hurt a little.

She slowly took a glass of water and brushed her teeth, her lips stinging when they touched the toothpaste foam. She looked closely at the face in the mirror, why was her lip still broken?

The clothes on the body are also yesterday's, and the image of a lazy and diswillless otaku girl is alive.

Suddenly, she was stunned by the bathroom scene behind her, she turned her head to look at the immaculate white bathtub and the polished floor, and then at the neatly arranged bottles and cans on the sink, her brain still glued together, untied.

After she finished washing, she came to the kitchen, and the refrigerator was pasted with a note left by Huo Jingyu: Breakfast is in the microwave, and she will roll to the studio immediately after breakfast.

She turned on the microwave oven and took out the bread that was still steaming, proving that Huo Jingyu had just left.

What's going on?

She sat on the couch with bread in her mouth and thought about it.

She remembers teaching her students, and then the vocal teacher got into a car accident and went to KTV.

Then why is Huo Jingyu here with her, and why does he help her with hygiene? Or did she clean it up herself? She shook her head decisively, it was impossible, that level of whiteness, only he could wipe it out.

She finished her bread and poured herself a glass of water, and she had a hunch that she must be in trouble, otherwise he would let her go to the studio.

Don't?!

She touched her broken lips and imagined in a panic, could she hug Huo Jingyu and kiss her like in the TV series? After that, he punched him, and his lips broke.

Yes?

No way!

Cheng Ye covered her face in despair, if that was the case, how would she face him?

No, no, she has to pretend that she doesn't know anything, she really doesn't know anything, thinking about it like this, she feels a lot better, but she feels so good, after arriving at the studio, after seeing Huo Jingyu's lips exactly the same damage as hers, her whole mentality collapsed!