Stars of China Entertainment

Opening his eyes drowsily, Cheng Shuo rubbed his still groggy head.

Wine is really not a good thing, especially with Cheng Shuo's delicate physical condition, he can't even enjoy the only positive buff of drunken sex.

I swept my palm around the pillow but couldn't find my phone.

When I wanted to hold myself up, a pleasant voice came from the window sill.

"woke up?"

Rubbing his hazy eyes, Cheng Shuo looked along the sound.

Jing Tian was leaning against the window sill, holding a green-covered book in his hand and smiling warmly at him.

The curtains only opened a gap so that she could read the words on the book clearly, while the curtains shining on Cheng Shuo's side were covered quite tightly.

Inserting the bookmark on the page she stayed on, she slowly closed the book, stood up, picked up the water glass and handed it to Cheng Shuo.

There was a hint of complaint in his tone, "Why are you drinking again?"

Cheng Shuo drank all the water in the glass, "There was a drunken part in the filming."

"Then for the beheading scene, do you want to try beheading?"

"I'll try my best not to take on such dramas."

Jing Tian rolled his eyes and gave Cheng Shuo another drink, "You've been drinking since we left for a few days."

Jingtian spent too long with the team, and the half-day vacation before was not enough for her to complete the accumulated work.

Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't have any roles of his own, he quickly got busy with endorsements and commercial performances.

After dealing with it hastily, he hurried back to the set.

Cheng Shuo put down the water glass, looked around blankly, and then looked for his mobile phone.

Looking at his actions, Jing Tian curled her lips calmly, and then said in a calm tone: "Shi Shi has been avoiding work for a long time and won't be able to come back for a while; Sissi accepted an endorsement; as for Yang

Mi...ha, he fled out of fear of crime."

Cheng Shuo's face was full of curiosity, "Why are you telling me this? What does their going have to do with me?"

Then he looked at Jingtian and stopped all movements.

The meaning is self-evident.

Aren't you still here?

The corner of Jingtian's mouth just raised, but she forced it down herself.

"Glib tongue."

After her angry and strange tone, her gentle movements revealed her mood at the moment.

Slowly rubbing Cheng Shuo's temples.

The cool touch made Cheng Shuo feel a little clear.

The girl didn't have much patience. After rubbing it twice, she let go and said, "Get up quickly and eat something."

"Who took off my clothes?"

"Yang Mi."

"Um?"

Looking at Cheng Shuo's face carefully and seeing that he didn't look strange, Jing Tian spread his hands and said, "That's Liu Yingjian, it's not me anyway."

"By the way, while those little guys...while the good sisters are away, I'll go record a song in the afternoon."

Jing Tian held his hands and forced out a hint of disgust amidst his joy, "The song this time is not as good as before."

She condescendingly patted Cheng Shuo on the shoulder, "Keep working hard!"

I just took a casual bite at noon.

According to Jing Tian, ​​don't eat too much before singing. This is her singing experience.

According to Cheng Shuo, you should eat more before recording a song. This is his experience in recording songs.

It's just that Cheng Shuo's experience in holding concerts is obviously not as good as Jing Tian's, and this girl doesn't really listen to advice.

After just a few bites, he was dragged away by Jingtian who couldn't contain his excitement.

The familiar little white building, the familiar last room, the familiar recording studio, and the familiar recording engineer.

When I reached the door, the sound of slurping noodles suddenly stopped, and the recording engineer Lao Wang's signature worried voice and tone slowly came out through the crack in the door.

"This paragraph is wrong and needs to be changed."

"Yang Mi's voice condition is still not as good as Shi Shi's. After all, he is a famous actor, so his talent is good."

"The song is also a bit better than the others. Cheng Shuo is still an actor who likes Sugar Man. The boss is very discerning."

He seemed to be staring at the screen, but his peripheral vision kept looking in the direction of the door.

As soon as he caught sight of the familiar figure, his voice suddenly stopped.

Like a duck being strangled by the neck, he opened his mouth in shock, then relaxed, sighed again, and looked at the sofa in the corner with nostalgia.

Jing Tian's eyes flickered back and forth between the sound engineer and Cheng Shuo.

She didn't quite understand what the past was between these two people, but why did they seem to have reached some kind of tacit understanding when their eyes met?

"Hello, teacher, I'm Jing Tian, ​​and I'm here to record a song."

She paced, took out a notebook from her bag, turned to the page with the printed song, and put it on the table in front of the sound engineer.

"This is the song I want to record, it's called "Light Years Away". Do you have time?"

She talked a lot, but the sound engineer seemed to have pressed the freeze button.

Jing Tian silently took a step back, poked Cheng Shuo's arm, and asked softly in his ear: "Are all sound recordists so deep?"

Before Cheng Shuo could shake his head, the sound engineer had already stood up.

He still said nothing, just opened the drawer and took out a bunch of keys.

He put down the headphones hanging around his neck and handed the keys to Cheng Shuo.

She nodded heavily at him and said "hmm" from her nose.

Cheng Shuo responded with a tacit "Yeah".

No need to say more.

The sound engineer picked up the bucket of instant noodles and turned around to leave, leaving get off work in style.

Looking at his leaving figure, Jing Tian was still a little confused, "What's going on?"

Cheng Shuo opened his eyes and said, "His house is on fire."

Jing Tian said dubiously: "He didn't say how you knew?"

"This is the tacit understanding between men."

Jing Tian still didn't believe it, but when he thought about the sound engineer running away with instant noodles in his hands, he curiously asked: "The fire... is it serious?"

"It's not serious. It will probably be extinguished overnight."

Jing Tian covered his mouth in panic, "Ah? Isn't it serious if you have a fever all night?"

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if the soundproof room is heated."

Yang Mi is fine even with such a fever.

"ah?"

The more Jing Tian listened, the more confused he became.

Cheng Shuo explained seriously: "The recording studio is soundproof... No, the heat insulation effect is good."

...

"Facing the vast sea of ​​stars, we are as tiny as dust, floating helplessly..."

"I didn't get the tune right for this sentence."

The singing in the headset suddenly stopped, followed by Cheng Shuo's rather objective comments.

This was only the second sentence, and she had been stuck for half an hour.

For her, the difficulty of this song is indeed a bit high.

She has a clear understanding of her voice conditions, and singing is just a springboard for her.

It was unexpected for an album to become a hit, and it is entirely due to the wonderful performance of the person outside the glass window.

Glass window?

Jing Tian looked at the glass window and gradually frowned.

The glass window had been wiped clean, but there was a rather discordant trace of dirt on the lower right side.

After taking a closer look, it seemed that it was not dirty, but some kind of symbol deliberately drawn with a finger.

She couldn't restrain her curiosity, put down the headset, and walked to the glass.

Breathing out, the "dirt" suddenly became clear.

As if she had completed some masterpiece, her eyes suddenly lit up and she waved excitedly towards Cheng Shuo on the other side of the glass.

"Cheng Shuo, you seem to have a word!"

"It's the word 'lai'."

"Huh? Why does it seem to be your handwriting..."