Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

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

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

However, after listening, several people saw the recording teacher's brows gradually frowning seriously.

"Ok……"

The teacher seemed to ponder, and his voice stretched slightly.

After that, I suddenly grabbed the mouse and made a loop of the lyrics and music of the last few bars, and shook his head, "Ayan, I don't think the feeling in this paragraph is very good, I feel you are a little distracted."

"...Distracted? Ayan is distracted from recording a song? This is the first time..."

Xing Mu was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help looking at the left inkstone.

When I saw him at that time, it seemed as if he hadn't heard what the teacher said. He just fixed his gaze and fixedly stared at Xiang Xing's direction.

It took a while before he suddenly noticed Xing Mu's gaze, he couldn't help coughing slightly unnaturally, and quickly turned his gaze away.

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

"Yup."

He pursed his thin lips lightly, only pulled the chair, and sat down before the tuning procedure.

Grabbing the teacher’s mouse and joking in the project file, "I was thinking, starting from the second chorus, whether adding some elements in it will make it more climax."

After that, he tuned a string of drums with a fast and neat rhythm, interspersed to the position of the second chorus, and wrote a few more chords.

Playing it again, even Xiang Xing could hear her eyes brightly.

Sure enough, adding drums to this paragraph and enriching the chords, once the whole song has progressed, there is a sense of sublimation that has entered a deeper theme!

"Well, that sounds a lot fuller!"

The recording teacher also nodded with satisfaction.

Except Xing Mu.

At this time, he was raising his eyebrows slightly, concealing a narrow smile at the corner of his mouth, and staring at the red ears of his good buddies.

Hey hey~

It seems that this kid is really stunned...

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

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

While putting on the headphones, he continued to look in the direction of Xiang Xing as if casually.

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

The man suddenly squinted his eyes displeasedly.

Fortunately, at this time, Xing Mu already knew about it. As soon as the little guy clicked on Weibo, he quickly reached out, snatched her mobile phone, and turned it off.

"……Well?!"

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

But I saw that the guy in front of me was holding his chest and snorted at myself: "How come you look like Qianqian... Is Weibo so good-looking?"

No matter how good it looks, you have to look at the occasion!

"……what??"

Xiang Xing was taken aback by what he said.

Only then faintly noticed that a beam of unhappy eyes was penetrating from the other end of the glass wall of the recording studio and hit her in the face.

The little guy had a sudden stop, and then he reacted, and quickly threw away his phone, sitting upright like a good student.

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

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing hurriedly tried hard to round his eyes, his eyes fixed on the man in the recording studio.

The eyes are full of sorry.

Fortunately, Zuo Yan on the other end seemed to be satisfied with her "timely correction of errors", and his eyebrows eased.

Then, I plunged into the replayed tune and sang aloud...

...

This time it ended, almost perfect.

Not only the recording teacher nodded and clapped hands with satisfaction, but even Xing Mu looked amazing.

"Good boy... and told me that the singles must send some kind of adagio inspirational feel, but I didn't write a rock fan in the end!"

As he said, he couldn't help clapping his hands happily like a two-hundred-jin doll.

At the end, I suddenly looked at Xiang Xing and winked at her with a smile, "I said Xing, this was changed by you last night, right?"

"……How did you know!"

Hearing this, the little guy couldn't help but stared at him with wide eyes in surprise.

Seeing Xing Mu hesitately smiled, spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa leisurely.

"Who am I? I'm Ayan's agent!"

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

"Provoke!"

After listening, Xiang Xing suddenly frowned with disgust, "You actually installed a camera on Zuo Yan!...You are so perverted!"

Voyeur!

"...Hey! Don't look at me with the look of illegitimate rice!"

Xing Mu was not convinced when he heard that, he couldn't help but snorted and hugged his chest slightly, "I'm just a good buddy with Aqi! Besides, I pay attention to the whereabouts of my celebrities, and it's not a damaging thing. ..."

"Then you and Aqi are both perverted."

Xiang Xing also gave him a small mouth in angrily.

Well, that guy who looks so honest in Aqi is also a spy.

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

"You can rest assured."

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

Humph.

"……what?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Mu laughed quite unexpectedly.

Then, he seemed to realize what she meant, and hurriedly joked and waved his hands, "You think too much, but I have no objection to you guys... and there is no such rule in our studio! Ayan, he just does what he wants to do. Well, very free!"

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

Xiang Xing blinked his eyes softly, and nodded slightly with a face of understanding, and the corners of her pink lips faintly pursed.

She is also an old predecessor in the entertainment industry anyway (Ducky:?), how could she not know.

If a traffic idol like Zuo Yan is on the rise, if he accidentally walks too close to the opposite sex, not only the fans will be unhappy, but the resources and endorsements will also be messed up.

Even a few female friends have to relax, let alone gossip about love.

"...Why~"

However, Xing Mu smiled disapprovingly when he heard the words.

His eyes darkened suddenly, and he immediately glanced at the man who was with the recording teacher and was doing the final adjustment extremely seriously, and his lips smiled even more.

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