At six o'clock in the evening, Quan Wei came out of the company. I made an appointment to see Ji Ye today, and by the way, I showed him the episode demo recorded by the producer before.

She has now tried not to drive.

In her humble opinion, she suspected that she had PTSD because she was worried that she would get into another car accident and was always flustered while driving.

Huo Yanxi was afraid that something would happen to her, so she drove her car away when she first heard her talk about this symptom and never returned.

He also found a doctor for her, and the doctor said that it was a mental disorder, and it was not a disease.

In this way, he sent people and cars to pick up and deliver them every day. Later, Quan Wei was troublesome, so she took a taxi by herself when she got home from work.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was exactly half past six.

Because she had made an appointment in advance, she brought Ji Ye dinner to eat together. Private chef specialty, she wants to change Ji Ye's appetite.

There were no outsiders in Ji Ye's ward, and when Quan Wei knocked on the door and entered, the nurse had just changed his medicine and left.

Most of his injuries have healed, and now the only one who needs to recuperate is his left leg.

Since the accident, Ji Ye has been in the hospital for almost two months. His daily movement route is very simple, and he can't get around this floor the whole time.

If he goes too far, he may cause the masses to watch, and if it causes potential safety hazards, he will be the center of public opinion on the Internet crusade.

Thinking so, he stayed quietly in the hospital room and survived.

"Hi, Brother Ye."

Quan Wei waved at him tackyly, looking like the two were not familiar with each other.

Ji Ye was half-lying on the bed, with a pair of narrow black eyes slightly staring at the strange woman in front of him, he just snorted, and his mouth was unforgiving: "Wait for you to come, my brother is hungry and cold." ”

"Don't, don't." Quan Wei smiled and trotted forward with the lunch box, "I'm not in a traffic jam, otherwise I'll be there in ten minutes." ”

"It's not you when your leg is good, is it?"

Ji Ye stared at her left leg, which was no longer injured, and spoke with a strange yin and yang atmosphere.

Quan Wei sighed, her eyes showing displeasure.

Ji Ye is the same as Huo Yanxi, staring at her now like staring at a child, why can't she run at this time, and shouldn't jump at that time.

Trouble is dead.

"What are you staring at?" Ji Ye looked back at her fiercely, pointed to his leg that had not fully recovered, and said, "You are well-behaved like me, you have no memory." ”

“……”

Is this a friend?

No, it's like her mother, who has been dead for many years, came to give her warmth!

"My leg is fine, your leg is not, so it can be the same." In the end, Quan Wei still couldn't say anything about him.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, open the meal for me." Ji Ye looked away and motioned for her to start serving.

Quan Wei is now extremely humble, skillfully bringing him bed and table, laying vegetables, pouring water, and preparing dishes.

Young Master Ji Ye had a good time, and formally talked about work with Quan Wei at half past seven in the evening.

When it comes to getting down to business, both of them have a rigorous and serious attitude.

"This is a demo of your song, listen to it, and tell me if there is anything you want to change."

Kwon sat on the edge of the bed, playing the audio source from her notebook.

Ji Ye wears a professional headset and draws his fingers across the progress bar, repeatedly and carefully polishing the rhythm in the music.

If he hadn't been injured, he would have been in full charge of the song. But considering that he needed to rest during his illness, Quan Wei still spent money to find other producers to help set the song.

But the singer is still Ji Ye, because the timbre is good, which is very in line with the atmosphere of the movie.

Ji Ye listened to it twice in its entirety, frowning slightly: "I think the middle part of the song is a bit too sad, of course, if you don't think it's too hard, my opinion doesn't matter." ”

Professionally, there is no problem, but if you ask him for his opinion, he can only say that there are a hundred Hamlets for every hundred readers.

After he said this, Quan Wei took the headphones and listened to the sound source she had heard many times again.

Pay special attention to the middle part.

"If you change it to a rhythm that goes up slowly and gradually compared to the beginning, with a more powerful feeling, will it give people the feeling of being born to die?"

Quan Wei also had the idea of wanting to change.

Indeed, the original song is too mournful.

Rendering the movie through this episode may make the audience feel more immersed, and their hearts will be very sad.

At that time, if it arouses the emotional resonance of the masses, the effect will be a double-edged sword.

On a good note, the box office could be high.

If it's not good, some people will question her for pleasing the audience and playing the emotional card.

It's not good, it's not good, Quan Wei doesn't take this tightrope.

Seeing her hesitate, Ji Ye didn't hide it, and directly stated his thoughts to her: "My thoughts are the same as yours." I'd rather live to die than be a little remnant to survive. ”

“Bingo！”

The two hit it off in terms of creative ideas.

At the same time, Ji Ye was also surprised by Kwon Wei's ability to appreciate music. It can only be said that she broke his initial impression of her more and more.

She is using her own efforts to prove how stupid and ignorant he was at the beginning, and how he looked down on a rich second generation who was ridiculed by him and gilded abroad.

"See what?"

Quan Wei shook her head suddenly, and found that Ji Ye was looking at her distractedly.

When asked, Ji Ye suddenly came back to his senses, he shook his head with a smile, and rarely expressed his appreciation to her: "I'm sighing, how did a stupid beauty's elm head bloom." ”

“……”

Praise is praise, and depreciation is not forgotten.

Picking up the notebook in front of him, Quan Wei leaned over and found the ending song he had recorded for him in a group of documents.

The moment Quan Wei leaned over, Ji Ye, who was sitting on the bed, began to look at her without squinting, quietly waiting for her to operate the computer.

It's just that perfume is always in the air. Under the light aroma, there is a faint floating taste that belongs to her, like milk, but sweeter than that.

Yoshino felt like he was crazy.

Because his heart is weak, and his heartbeat is very chaotic.

He didn't dare to move, and he didn't have the shadow of the social expert who talked and laughed before.

"Okay, listen to what I recorded."

Quan Wei plugged in the high-frequency headphones and gave Ji Ye an earbud.

Because this is a work she wants to have a conversation with him, she also left an earplug for herself.

She stepped back and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The distance between the two widened, and Ji Ye's breath was free.

He retracted his chaotic mind and reluctantly focused on the music.

A song of three minutes and fifty-two seconds, Ji Ye couldn't get enough of it.

Quan Wei's timbre is very royal when she speaks, but when she sings, she loosens down a lot, and she has a sense of storytelling.

"Sounds good."

Ji Ye summed it up in one sentence, without the slightest pretense.

Hearing this, Quan Weiwan smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance: "I'll just say it, I'm not bad." ”

At that time, when she decided to write her own songs, she had to be confident in doing this job.

Bewitched by her wanton smile, Ji Ye's expression was in a trance for a moment, and he suddenly raised his hand and stroked her head with his fingertips.

This action was made, and both of them were stunned.

Before Quan Wei could say anything, there was a clever knock at the door of the ward.

The person who came didn't wait for someone to answer, and pushed the door directly.

I saw that Huo Yanxi was leaning against the door frame and smiling like a wolf: "It's dark, I'll take you home." ”