Reborn I don't need a heroine

Although the whole song was almost finished, it took more than ten days before the final studio product was born.

The arrangement of the song "Dawn" is still very simple, except for the guitar accompaniment, there are only drums, bass and some sound effects at the end. However, Pei Ningle carefully adjusted the bridge part, and tried different chord trends and singing styles, and finally chose a version that he was most satisfied with.

Two days ago, Wang Heng came to the recording studio to accompany her from time to time. But at the back, the one who accompanied her became Han Yixuan.

In the afternoon of this day, Pei Ningle and the arranger confirmed the final version of the song, and then sent the finished product to her and Han Yixuan's mobile phones.

After finishing this matter, the two girls left the recording studio and found a small convenience store on the street.

A bunch of grilled sausages and a small bottle of tea, this is Pei Ningle's dinner.

"You eat so little, don't you feel hungry?" Han Yixuan who bought a bento next to her and waited for the microwave to heat it up asked.

Pei Ningle ate Oulian's grilled sausage in a few mouthfuls, and took another sip of tea to let out a sigh of relief.

Then, she said: "I can't help it, I still have to sing later, I don't dare to eat too much, otherwise the sound will feel wrong."

Han Yixuan couldn't help being taken aback: "Are you going to sing later?"

Pei Ningle nodded as if taking it for granted: "That's right, he sings in the bar every night."

Han Yixuan: "But do you still have to go today? You sang for a while this morning, and then arranged music with them, you must be very tired?"

Pei Ning sighed happily: "I can't help it, I promised it. And there are always people waiting for me at the bar, and I didn't ask for leave in advance. It's not good to say no now, right?"

Although it was a sigh, Pei Ningle was not too depressed or sad when he said this. Compared with the state of being stuck in the bottleneck and unable to get out in the previous creation, the feeling of being tired but full is obviously much better now.

Picking up the bento that had been warmed up in the microwave, Han Yixuan found an empty seat in the convenience store and sat down, broke apart the chopsticks and began to eat.

Pei Ningle sat beside her, took out her mobile phone, plugged in her earphones, and listened to the music silently.

Halfway through eating, Han Yixuan suddenly looked at Pei Ningle's phone screen, and said, "Xiao Le, are you still listening to the fruits of your labor?"

Pei Ningle took off the earphones, smiled and said, "I'm really amazing!"

"Yeah, I felt the same way when I listened to the finished version just now," Han Yixuan exclaimed, "Xiao Le is really strong."

Pei Ningle thought for a while, and then said: "But it is thanks to him that I was able to find the feeling at the end of this song. When I was stuck at the bottleneck, I had almost conceived the verse part..."

Han Yixuan frowned, realizing that things were not that simple. In the past days, it seems that some things that I don't know have happened?

She asked calmly: "Who is it thanks to? Wang Heng?"

Pei Ningle nodded: "Yes, he took me to Xichun Road that day. We walked around for a long time, looking for inspiration..."

Han Yixuan: "Then you found inspiration? You shouldn't, you found inspiration from him, right?"

"It shouldn't be counted. How can you be inspired when you write a song when you see someone? But after eating a lot of food, I sat there, and I had some memories in my mind, and then I got inspired... Maybe it's also possible to be next to him. Is it really related? Oh, I don't know!" Speaking of this, Pei Ningle stuck out her little tongue in embarrassment.

Han Yixuan silently lowered her head to eat, but there was only one thought in her head: it doesn't matter, this way of finding inspiration is okay, not the kind of close contact.

Anyway, now Wang Heng has a girlfriend in name, even if it's just a shield, at least Xiao Le should understand that there is no opportunity to take advantage of it!

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In the middle of the night, when the song was finally over, Pei Ningle returned to her apartment. After simply brushing her teeth and washing her face, she lay down on the bed and couldn't get up.

Han Yixuan followed into the bedroom and reminded: "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Pei Ningle buried her small face in the pillow, and said weakly, "I won't change my clothes anymore. I'm free tomorrow. Change the sheets."

Han Yixuan: "Then you just slept like this?"

"Yeah," Pei Ningle muttered softly, "Xiaoxuan, too..."

Standing by the bed, Han Yixuan looked at the girl who fell asleep quickly when her side face touched the pillow, feeling quite emotional.

Throughout the day, from the recording studio to the bar, she felt tired just being by her side. And Pei Ningle has to concentrate and raise his spirits whether he is discussing arrangement or singing. How can he not be tired after doing this?

Fortunately, Pei Ningle has finished his work today, so he can rest at ease. And if you don't have anything to do tomorrow, you can sleep in to your heart's content, right?

Thinking about her schedule again, Han Yixuan was sure that she would have no class tomorrow morning, so it was not impossible to sleep here tonight. But the problem is, there is only one bedroom and one bed in this house, where do I sleep?

Han Yixuan looked around, and her eyes fell on the bed.

The petite girl was lying there, and there was still a lot of space on the bed, which was more than enough for another girl to lie on.

"It's the first time I've slept with someone else...but will I just sleep like this? Should I at least wash my hair?"

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The next morning, Pei Ningle just woke up and smelled a familiar citrus aroma.

She sat up in a daze, only to realize that there was another person beside her.

It was Han Yixuan, her eyes were closed, she was still asleep.

The fragrance came from Han Yixuan's long hair, but why did it smell so familiar?

Pei Ningle, who had just woken up, thought for a few seconds and realized that the smell turned out to be his own shampoo. In other words, Han Yixuan used her own shampoo last night.

In contrast, Pei Ningle himself looked much sloppier. Picking up the phone with a black screen, and looking at it as a mirror, I saw bangs sticking to his forehead.

Pei Ningle tiptoed out of bed, ready to take a bath for herself. But at this moment, the phone rang.

Because she subconsciously didn't want to wake up Han Yixuan, she quickly connected the call, and then heard Wang Heng's voice:

"Well, is that song done yet?"

Pei Ningle whispered: "It's done, I'll send it to you later."

Wang Heng: "Why are you so quiet? Is there anyone next to you?"

"Uh... Xiaoxuan is here with me, sleeping."

"Huh?" Wang Heng on the other end of the phone noticed something strange, "She came to accompany you so early? Or did she not return to the dormitory last night?"

Pei Ningle: "..."

The girl is already messed up.

Why, there is a feeling of being caught on the spot!

Then look at Han Yixuan, who is sleeping soundly next to her... Is it really a rape?

But soon, Wang Heng smiled and said: "It's okay, it's normal for girls to be a little closer."

Pei Ningle became even more messy.

Is it an illusion? Why, Wang Heng's tone seemed to be a little...comfortable?

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