Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

At that time, Zuo Yan in the recording studio just finished singing the last sentence.

When he came out, Xiang Xing hurriedly put away his mobile phone, and with Xing Mu, surrounded the recording teacher, and listened to the effect of the trial recording together.

However, listening and listening, several people saw the recording teacher's brows gradually wrinkled seriously.

"Um……"

The teacher seemed to think about it for a while, and his voice was slightly elongated.

After that, he suddenly grabbed the mouse and played the lyrics and songs in a loop in the last few bars, shaking his head and said, "Ayan, I don't think this part feels very good. I feel like you are a little distracted."

"...Distracted? A Yan recorded a song to be distracted? This is the first time..."

Xing Mu was stunned when he heard the words, and he couldn't help looking at Zuo Yan.

When he saw him at that time, it seemed as if he hadn't heard what the teacher said, just stared at Xiang Xing's direction.

After a while, he suddenly noticed Xing Mu's gaze, he couldn't help coughing slightly unnaturally, and quickly looked away.

Then, he only took a deep breath and nodded towards the recording teacher.

"Yep."

He lightly pursed his thin lips, only pulled up the chair, and sat in front of the tuning program.

I grabbed the teacher's mouse and started fiddling with the project files, "I was thinking just now, starting from the second chorus, if some elements are added in, it will be more climax."

After that, I tuned a series of fast and neat drum beats, interspersed with the position of the second chorus, and wrote a few more chords.

Playing it again, even Xiang Xing's eyes brightened when he heard it.

Sure enough, adding drums to this section and enriching the chords, as soon as the whole song reaches this point, there is a sense of sublimation entering a deeper theme!

"Well, that sounds a lot fuller!"

The recording teacher also nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.

Except for Xing Mu.

At this moment, he was raising his eyebrows slightly, hiding a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at the red ears of his good buddy.

hehehe~

It looks like this kid is really enlightened...

"...Well, then trouble teacher, let's record it again."

Everything was ready, Zuo Yan stood up again, and got into the recording studio again.

While wearing the earphones, he continued to look in the direction of Xiang Xing as if he was inadvertently.

——But seeing a certain little guy, after putting on the monitor headphones again, he happily took out his mobile phone...

The man squinted his eyes in displeasure.

Fortunately, Xing Mu at this time has a general idea. The moment the little guy clicked on Weibo, he quickly reached out, took her phone away, and turned it off.

"……Well?!"

Xiang Xing was startled, frowned, and looked back with a question mark on his face.

But seeing the guy in front of him holding his chest, he snorted angrily at himself: "Why do you look like Qianqian...Is Weibo so good-looking?"

No matter how good-looking it is, you have to look at the occasion to brush it!

"……what??"

Xiang Xing was stunned by what he said.

Only then did she faintly notice that a bunch of unhappy eyes were penetrating through the glass wall of the recording studio and hitting her in the face.

The little guy gave a sudden pause, and then he came to his senses, hurriedly threw away the phone, and sat up straight like a good student.

Hey, she was wrong, she was wrong...

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing quickly rounded her soft eyes, her eyes glued tightly to the man in the recording studio.

His eyes were full of regret.

Fortunately, Zuo Yan on the other end seemed to be a little satisfied with her "timely correction of mistakes", and his brows also relaxed.

Then, he threw himself into the replayed song and sang aloud...

...

The ending this time is almost perfect.

Not only the recording teacher nodded and clapped with satisfaction, but even Xing Mu was amazed.

"Good boy... He also told me that the single must have some slow inspirational feel, but it turned out to be a rock style!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help clapping his hands like a 200-pound baby.

At the end, he suddenly looked at Xiang Xing again, and winked at her with a smile, "I said Xing, this is what you guys changed together last night, right?"

"……How did you know!"

Hearing the words, the little guy couldn't help staring at him with his soft eyes wide in surprise.

However, Xing Mu smiled, spread his arms, and slumped leisurely on the back of the sofa.

"Who am I? I'm Yan's manager!"

He raised his eyebrows and seemed extremely proud, "I have a special camera. Therefore, Yan's whereabouts, who he has seen, and with whom he stayed in a small hotel... Of course I also know clearly~"

"Yeah!"

After hearing this, Xiang Xing frowned in disgust, "You actually put a camera on Zuo Yan! ... You are so perverted!"

Voyeur!

"...Hey! Don't look at me like you're looking at illegitimate meals!"

Xing Mu was not convinced when he heard it, he couldn't help but snorted angrily and hugged his chest slightly, "I'm just good buddies with Aqi! Besides, I'm following the whereabouts of my artists, and it's not a matter of harming the world. …”

"Then you, like Aqi, are perverts."

Xiang Xing also gave him a small mouth in annoyance.

Well, the guy who looks so honest, Aqi, is actually a little spy.

Thinking about it, the little guy thought about it for a while, but his expression softened again.

"You can rest assured."

She lowered her head slightly, lowered her soft and waxy voice, and muttered helplessly, "I will keep a good distance from him."

Humph.

"……what?"

Hearing this, Xing Mu laughed in surprise.

Then, she seemed to realize the meaning of her words, and hurriedly waved her hands, "You think too much, I have no objection to you having sex... Besides, our studio doesn't have that kind of rules! Ah Yan, he can do whatever he wants. Well, very free!"

"...Even if you don't have rules, fans will be unhappy."

Xiang Xing blinked softly, but nodded lightly with an understanding face, and the corners of her pink lips pursed slightly.

After all, she is also an old senior who has been in the entertainment industry (Duck Duck:?), how could she not know.

If Zuo Yan, a traffic idol who is on the rise, accidentally gets too close to the opposite sex, not only will the fans be unhappy, but the resources, endorsements, etc., will also be messed up.

Even if you have a few female friends, you have to take it easy, let alone gossip rumors about falling in love.

"... ugh~"

However, when Xing Mu heard the words, he seemed to disapprove and smiled.

I saw his eyes suddenly darken, and then he glanced at the man who was working with the recording teacher very seriously, and the smile on his lips was even more serious.

"That's why Ah Yan worked so hard to make music, trying so hard to get rid of the label of this traffic idol."