Chapter 93: Daily

"Yes!"

Hearing that Yang Yue was going to send him home, Ma Feifei was happy and agreed.

But after saying that, she remembered something again, and said: "Forget it, you just appeared on the show, I'm afraid it will be easy to be recognized, and it will be troublesome if someone takes a picture on the road." โ€

Hearing Ma Feifei say this, Yang Yue felt that it was the same.

So he said: "Then you pay attention to safety on the road, and send me a message to report safety when you arrive." โ€

"Hmm."

Ma Feifei smiled and nodded, went outside to pack his bags, and left.

Yang Yue locked the door on the first floor, went upstairs and returned to the bedroom to take a bath, when he suddenly received several messages.

At first glance, it was all about congratulating him on his role in the singer-songwriter show and getting the highest score in the first round of competition.

They were all acquaintances and friends, and there were not many people, so Yang Yue replied one by one, and then went to take a bath.

After taking a shower and going to bed, I touched my phone and found that there was another dingding message.

Lin Qingyin: The song "Say Scatter and Disperse" on your show is really good.

Yang Yue smiled and replied with two words: Thank you.

After returning to him, he was ready to sleep, who knew that Lin Qingyin would return in seconds.

Lin Qingyin: Haven't you slept yet?

Yang Yue: I'm getting ready to sleep.

Lin Qingyin: Well, good night.

Yang Yue: Good night.

put the mobile phone one meter away from the head of the bed, and Yang Yue fell asleep.

However.

In a faculty dormitory.

Lin Qingyin was still nestled in the sofa, holding her mobile phone with both hands with a look of remorse.

'It's not eleven o'clock, how can you go to bed so early?' โ€™

"And you, Lin Qingyin, why do you want to say good night first? Why can't we talk about another topic? โ€™

'But... Why am I doing this? I've never seen it. I'm with him, impossible, right? โ€™

Pulling up the blanket to cover her head, Lin Qingyin fell into the troubles that only girls would have.

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Sunday.

Yang Yue still got up at half past six.

In his previous life, when he lived to his thirties, he felt that his physical fitness had declined significantly, so he began to pay attention to health preservation.

When he first crossed over in this life, it happened that the original owner's body was also very weak, so he brought the habits of health preservation and exercise with him.

What's more, as a singer, you need to have good physical fitness.

Therefore, Yang Yue did not relax in the maintenance and exercise of the body.

Now the body has recovered the quality that a young man in his twenties should have, and is even slightly stronger than the average person.

He did a few sets of push-ups at home, then ran a few laps around the neighborhood.

After coming back to wash and bathe, I went to the roof of the building to hang my voice and practice singing.

After eight o'clock, he saw Ma Feifei riding her pink electric donkey to the outside of the villa.

So he went downstairs to eat.

Ma Feifei didn't eat either, she brought two portions, so the two ate together in the restaurant.

"I came back so late yesterday, Uncle Ma didn't say anything about you, right?" Yang Yue asked while eating shredded chicken porridge.

"I called in advance and said I was working overtime at your place, and he said what would I do?"

As a girl who is not very tall and not fat, Ma Feifei eats a lot of food, and it is also a bowl of shredded chicken porridge and a xiaolongbao.

The meal is not pretentious, but it is not ugly, which makes others look very appetizing.

Yang Yue smiled and didn't ask anything more.

The two of them ate quickly.

Ma Feifei cleaned up the dining table and cleaned the first floor by the way.

Yang Yue went to the top to tidy up, clean the second floor, and put the changed clothes in the washing machine to wash.

He's not too busy right now.

When I get really busy in the future, I will definitely have to ask a housekeeping aunt to do these things.

Now I make it myself after eating, and I have the right to eat.

By the time Yang Yue was done, it was already more than 8:40 a.m., and another employee of the studio finally arrived.

Seeing that Ma Feifei was there and the office area had been cleaned, Huang Jingmei couldn't help but say apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm late." โ€

Ma Feifei smiled: "Didn't you say yesterday, you officially went to work at nine o'clock, and you didn't come too late." โ€

"Where's the boss?"

"Busy with his business on the second floor."

Huang Jingmei glanced upstairs curiously, then approached Ma Feifei and whispered: "I watched the singer-songwriter last night, and the boss's song "Say Scatter and Disperse" is so good, my husband and I both cried when we heard it. โ€

Ma Feifei couldn't help but look at Huang Jingmei in surprise and strangely when she heard this, and asked hesitantly: "You and your husband..."

Huang Jingmei looked at Ma Feifei's eyes, understood in seconds, and couldn't help blushing slightly: "It's not what you think, my husband and I have a good relationship, but I almost broke up." And the boss's song is very infectious, and you can empathize without experiencing a breakup. โ€

Ma Feifei smiled when she heard this, and was about to say something, when Yang Yue went downstairs.

"Huang Jingmei is here? Nothing else, I'll tell you about the financial side of things right now, okay? โ€

"Absolutely." Huang Jingmei nodded.

Yang Yue then sat at the second desk in the office area, dealing with the studio's finances with Huang Jingmei.

Huang Jingmei wore a ponytail that was not long or short, wore a striped suit, and wore a pair of rimless glasses, looking very quiet.

But she is very quick and skilled in her work - after all, she has been an accountant for several years.

The dream studio was established less than a month ago, and the financial problems were very simple, but it took more than half an hour for Huang Jingmei to solve it.

Yang Yue looked at the electronic ledger and felt very satisfied.

But in the end, he still advised: "The tax that the studio should pay must be paid in time, and not a penny should be missed, understand?" โ€

"Understood."

Huang Jingmei smiled and nodded, feeling more satisfied with this job.

Subsequently.

Until 12 noon, Yang Yue was practicing in the live broadcast room.

When I first renovated the live broadcast room, I considered that it was also used for singing practice, although it was not as particular as the singing practice room of the three girls next door, but it could also be used improvised.

Yang Yue practiced singing not to keep practicing, but to practice for a while and rest for a while.

He used his downtime to register new songs in case he needed them.

He found that the official website has a membership system, as long as you pay 2,000 yuan a year, you can encrypt the information of registered songs.

After encryption.

Others can only search for a song title, but they can't get the name of the song's lyrics.

As for the details of the song's registrant, it was originally kept secret.

In order to avoid registering too many songs and attracting attention, Yang Yue paid the membership fee and became a member of the official website.

So far, he has registered more than a hundred songs, almost all of which are classics of the earth.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Yue got up after his lunch break and didn't prepare for the live broadcast.

After washing his face, he stood by the railing of the cloister on the second floor and looked down, and he saw Ma Feifei lying on the table taking a nap.

Huang Jingmei is doing paper accounts.

He came downstairs.

Huang Jingmei immediately coughed, wanting to wake up Ma Feifei.

It's a pity that Ma Feifei slept too deeply and didn't react at all.

Yang Yue motioned to Huang Jingmei to leave it alone, and came over to wake up Ma Feifei in person.

"Get ready, follow me to Liyuan to record a song."

"Oh."

Ma Feifei responded in a daze, and then finally came to his senses and hurried to the bathroom.

After a while, Ma Feifei sorted out her makeup and came back, saying, "Do you have to go to Liyuan to record songs?" Eight tones can't work? โ€

"Nope." Yang Yue shook his head, "The equipment gap between the two sides is secondary, the key is that this song has high requirements for harmony, so I asked Boss Wang to help contact a singer with harmony."

I'm going to have to try to work with this singer, and if I can, let him be the backing accompaniment when I record the show.

If it doesn't work, you'll have to hurry up and look for it again. โ€

Ma Feifei nodded and said no more.

Immediately, he looked at Yang Yue and said, "It's not safe for you to go out like this." โ€

"So what?"

Yang Yue said as he put on his hood, put on a pair of sunglasses, and finally put on a mask.

Ma Feifei couldn't help but smile when he saw it: "No one should be able to recognize it." โ€

So Yang Yue asked Huang Jingmei to guard the studio, and he took Ma Feifei out.

Following Ma Feifei's advice, the two first rode a shared bicycle to a place with a relatively large flow of people a few miles away, and then invited a taxi to sit on it.

As a result, as soon as the car drove away, Yang Yue and Ma Feifei were nervous.

Because what was playing in the car was Yang Yue's song "Say Scatter and Disperse".