In the middle of the night, a phone call woke Wen Jin.

"Who?"

She was a little angry when she got up, and her tone was a little impulsive at the moment.

The other side seemed to be stunned for a moment before he spoke, "Teacher Zhuqing, can you please come over now?" ”

"Huh?"

Wen Jin pinched his eyebrows, a little suspicious of what he had heard.

glanced at the mobile phone interface, two thirty-six.

Call her over at this time, what's wrong?

The assistant hurriedly explained: "After you left in the afternoon, my brother felt that he couldn't sing well, so he locked himself in the recording studio and hasn't come out yet. ”

"I... I'm afraid that he will practice for too long like before, and his voice will be ...

"He's an adult." Wen Jin half sat up and said helplessly:

"You can't treat him like a baby forever."

The assistant apologized again and again, but the meaning of the words was obvious, and he still hoped that Wen Jin could go.

Wen Jin closed his eyes, feeling that he would have to live at least a few months less to take on this job.

Workers work souls.

Could this be the retribution for taking orders rashly without asking who the boss is?

Wen Jin had a headache, and after a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Gotta add money!"

Even if you are a worker, you have to have human rights!

"No problem, no problem." The assistant promised quickly, and the kindness was as good as the channel:

"The car is already downstairs with you."

“.......”

Wen Jin hung up the phone expressionlessly, deciding that after the order was over, he would never see Jiang Hemian again.

She was afraid that she would be heard when she couldn't help but curse.

When I arrived at the Water Pavilion Jinyuan, it was already past three o'clock.

The assistant was waiting at the door with two big black circles under his eyes, and when he saw Wen Jin getting out of the car, he hurriedly stepped forward.

Before he spoke, Wen Jin waved his hand and asked directly:

"Third floor?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Wen Jin squeezed his fists and walked into the house.

The assistant looked at her menacing back and mourned for her boss for a few seconds.

He could see it.

How can this Zhuqing teacher be so simple.

During the day, although he always has a gentle smile on his face, it seems that he is very easy to get along with.

But in fact, he has a special sense of distance, and he definitely won't be much better than his brother's irritable temperament.

And judging from the phone call just now, it's only a little more.

The assistant was a little gloating: his brother has encountered a hard stubble this time.

Jiang Hemian, who encountered hard stubble, didn't know anything about it.

He was still sitting on the floor of the recording studio, his eyes flushed, but he was still drawing horizontal lines on the paper over and over again.

After marking the areas that need special attention, hold the floor with one hand, and get ready to get up and try again in the studio.

As soon as I pushed open the glass door of the recording studio, I heard a cool sound behind me.

"Yo, Mr. Jiang, it's really admirable that you're still practicing so hard so late."

Wen Jin leaned against the door frame, clasping his hands to his chest.

In a strange tone of yin and yang, Jiang Hemian sighed, turned around and raised his chin towards Wen Jin.

"Why are you here?"

Wen Jin listened to the voice that was much dumber than before she left, and rolled her eyes silently.

walked in front of Jiang Hemian, who had been a little confused after practicing too much, and looked at the eyes that were red but unusually sober.

Easily pulled a few pieces of tissue paper from his hand, and slowly circled them under the puzzled gaze of the other party, raising his wrists.

Then, under the gaze of Jiang Daxing-

Syllable!

"I'll go, what are you doing?"

Jiang Hemian subconsciously covered his forehead, his eyes widening.

He stayed up for several nights in a row, and his reaction was a little sluggish, so he could only watch Wen Jin raise his wrist and smash it on his head.

Originally, my mind was a little unclear, but now I am completely sober.

"Do you know that you are going to deduct money from your employer like this?"

Jiang Daxing has never been beaten so mercilessly, although he doesn't have much lethality, but he has no face.

After breaking the defense in an instant, he quickly restrained his emotions and put it up again.

The appearance of pretending to be fierce is indeed in place, if you ignore his pitiful red eyes with tears in their eyes.

Wen Jin was speechless and threw the paper ring back into his arms.

"Follow me."

"What?"

Seeing Wen Jin sit down on the side of the operating table, Jiang Hemian was still entangled in his face, pretending to be reserved and not moving the ground, just staring at it with a blank eye.

Wen Jin found a pen and tapped it on the table.

"If you want to call it a day early, I advise you to come quickly."

Jiang Hemian's heart moved, but he still didn't move, and said stiffly:

"I'll just practice it myself a few more times."

"You don't look for a ready-made teacher here...."Wen Jin squinted his eyes and looked over, his expression cold, "Are you stupid?" ”

Jiang Hemian raised his eyebrows, and was about to lose his temper, but when his eyes touched the sleepiness in Wen Jin's eyes, he was inexplicably deflated.

Awkwardly: "Let's start then." ”

Wen Jin glanced at the big star on the left, who was at least a meter away from him, "Your eyesight is very good." ”

Jiang Hemian pursed his lips and approached silently.

"Give me the paper."

"Huh?"

"That lump in your hand."

As soon as Jiang Hemian subconsciously let go, the messy paper that he unconsciously pinched rolled to the ground.

Wen Jin didn't dislike it, picked it up and unfolded it.

"Why draw a horizontal line here?" Wen Jin pointed to the word 'landscape'.

Jiang Hemian hesitated for half a second, "It's broken." ”

"Hmm." Wen Jin nodded and continued to look down.

"What about here?"

"It's weird."

Wen Jin asked carefully, and Jiang Hemian answered smoothly.

It wasn't until he understood all the horizontal line questions marked by Jiang Hemian that Wen Jin sat on the chair and didn't say anything for a long time.

Jiang Hemian was slightly uncomfortable.

He thought that Wen Jin would at least question it, after all, he was a person known as the perfect golden voice.

But I didn't expect Wen Jin's reaction to be so flat, it seems that even if it was him, it wouldn't be a big deal if these problems appeared.

There was an inexplicable feeling, Jiang Hemian thought.

"Mr. Jiang, in the afternoon, are you afraid that I will make fun of you?"

After thinking about it, Wen Jin still asked.

In the afternoon, until she left, Jiang Hemian did not finish singing the whole song in front of her.

It's basically sung in small sections.

She didn't think much of it at the time, she just thought it was his little quirk, and she didn't like to sing like this in front of others.

But when I was called, I found this guy....

Wen Jin paused and asked in a low voice, "Or do you not believe me?" ”

"Nope!"

Jiang Hemian retorted without hesitation.

Wen Jin couldn't help but turn his head to look at it, and hesitated: "Then you...."

Jiang Hemian avoided her gaze and said calmly:

"I didn't disbelieve you, I just wasn't used to it... Show it in front of others like this. ”

He pointed to his throat, "You know, I've got a problem with my throat. ”

"I can't show my imperfect self, even the closest people."