Luo Jia thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong: "Director?"

"I think so." The music producer next to him interjected, "Yuanxi's voice is relatively clean, so if he completes the front part, the whole work will be more harmonious."

"What about me, why are you standing there?" Luo Jia raised his eyebrows, although the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his attitude was already a little bad, "Actually, I think the chorus can be done by myself without dividing into sections. I think I No problem. After all, this is Xi Yuan's song."

The director's current attitude towards Luo Jia, a top-tier brand, is no surprise: "We can redesign the way of appearance. Now let's do the song matching."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Ye Yuanxi: "Temporary change, is it okay?"

"No problem." Ye Yuanxi squatted, heard the words and pushed up the hair on his forehead, smiling very sincerely, "If you can sing a little less, of course it's no problem."

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that his dislike for Luo Jia is about to overflow the sky.

People who make their own music generally have more personality.

Everyone can only think so.

This brother Ye, when he reluctantly finished taking the group photo stipulated by the program group, and when Luo Jia came again and smiled and said that he still wanted to take a selfie with him, he expressed his resistance very bluntly.

A young man with red lips and white teeth who looked like a painting, smiled directly at Luo Jia and said, "No, I don't look good on camera."

When Luo Jia took a photo with his back, Ye Yuanxi turned around and said, "Can you be more serious, we are going to rehearse soon."

Ye Yuanxi really understood Luo Jia's personality.

None of these scenes that slapped him in the face will appear in the show, and those scenes where he speaks badly will definitely be cut frame by frame by a special person.

Since the audience couldn't see it, then Ye Yuanxi didn't bother to pretend to be a brother and a friend, and he had a deep affection with his seniors. When the two of them practiced alone, they should be angry and choked, and Luo Jia didn't let Luo Jia take advantage of the slightest verbal advantage.

Even if he knew that Luo Jia would definitely find some news channel to dispel his image of "rude and impolite senior".

But these are for Ye Yuanxi who pretends to be the soul of Mr. Xi.

Count it as a chicken feather.

When processing his own song, Ye Yuanxi also made some small moves.

Luo Jia still has some accomplishments in singing love songs, and after lowering his voice, it sounds like he is affectionate and unrepentant.So Ye Yuanxi directly cut the original large part of the libretto, and proposed to add more elements-those elements that he knew Luo Jia had rarely touched, and played and sang the first version on the spot.

But during the rehearsal, these instructors watched Luo Jia delete all the elements proposed by Ye Yuanxi bit by bit.

Those who have heard the finished song turned their heads back to listen to the music with missing arms and legs, but they didn't like it no matter what.

Although Luo Jia always had some opinions, he also invited many senior producers and singers to help with the adaptation.

But who can improve this outstanding talent in the composing world, and is also the author of the original song, Mr. Xi Yuan?

When returning to the stage to rehearse for the second time, Ye Yuanxi's left and right were still uneasy.

The cooperation between the band and him was still flawless. Ye Yuanxi almost didn't have to lower his head to pay attention to his fingers after repeated practice. Ye Yuanxi, who was shaking slightly, turned his attention to the keyboard when he was sitting.

But most people don't pay too much attention to such small details.

The piano gradually weakened and the cello slowly strengthened. The two sounds intertwined with each other, gradually but irreversibly attacking everyone's hearts like a tide.

"He adapted this passage, it has great potential." The music producer nodded approvingly, "It's been a long time since I met someone with such solid basic skills and aura."

"But he definitely can't stay here for long." The leader of the station who came in to make an inspection was thoughtful, "I think we can consider inviting him to cover the classics in the summer file."

"No." The director shook his head, "The action of his adaptation is too big, whether it is the original work or those fans, there will definitely be great opinions."

"Can…"

Before the people at the bottom reached a conclusion about Ye Yuanxi's future discussion, the tune above changed again.

It was already so soft that it has gradually tightened to Wude's piano sound, but suddenly there are heavy chords one by one.It is actually very common to occasionally add a playful variation during the performance. After all, the stage is a good time for improvisation, and such variations do not make people feel inconsistent, but instead make people look forward to the upcoming The climax of the song.Those who were already immersed in this beautiful melody held their breath, and placed their greatest expectations on the chorus that will appear next.

But the bad thing about this variation is that it appeared when Luo Jia wanted to cut into the melody.

Luo Jia, who had already closed his eyes and created a tragic atmosphere for a long time, was waiting to speak, but was stunned by the sudden accent.

Then all the rhythms are thrown out of order.

The originally good song had to be stopped again.

The director, who was expecting Ye Yuanxi to come up with some new tricks, was a little impatient: "What's wrong? Can we continue?"

Luo Jia suppressed his temper, gave Ye Yuanxi a slap in the face, and smiled apologetically at the director: "I think this kind of improvisation is really inappropriate, there is still a little time left, otherwise Yuanxi and I will be okay." Let’s discuss the arrangement of the song.”

"Do you still want to change it?" Ye Yuanxi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted. He rested his hands on the keys, and his tone was a little impatient for being interrupted, but he lowered his head and frowned as if he was holding back something, and finally became I have already given up on the expression you love, "I have also combined Mr. Luo's opinion before, and I have consulted many times. If you want to change it, you can change it, but I am Really can't help."

The director was a little surprised by Ye Yuanxi's straightforwardness, but looking at Luo Jia, he still comforted him: "This has already reached the rehearsal stage, and it may not be appropriate to move in a general direction. Otherwise, you should discuss it first, and the degree of cooperation must be strengthened. As for the final draft, let’s make a final decision after the other teams are finished.”

After listening to the combination of Ye Yuanxi and Luo Jia several times, they all agreed that the effect presented was not good.

Rather than saying it was a bit discordant, it was better to say that the two voices were fighting, and Ye Yuanxi, who used the piano to dominate the song, had the absolute upper hand.

For the first time, Ye Yuanxi used a high-pitched singing form in the harmony part, and the listeners got goosebumps all over their bodies, and they couldn't hear what Luo Jia was singing at the front.

In the second time, Ye Yuanxi restrained a lot in the harmony, but in the chorus part, Luo Jia's already low voice was obviously overwhelmed by Ye Yuanxi.

In the end, Ye Yuanxi didn't even participate in the chorus, but Luo Jia and the accompaniment didn't get stuck.

There is always only half of a piece of music, so it is no wonder that some people in the audience have begun to feel a little irritable.

"You guys take a break first." The director withheld their score and called the next group to come on stage.

Ye Yuanxi nodded, jumped off the stage, and very cooperatively gave way to other people who were going to rehearse, while Luo Jia waved his hands and went backstage.

The few contestants who came this time are all potential stocks. Although they have just debuted, many of them have already had popular works and gathered a very large number of fans.

Ye Yuanxi listened to their songs and thought they were very good, and it was quite a pleasure sitting in the last row to watch their performance.

"Brother Ye." Seeing that he had retreated to the end, Ye Yuanxi's assistant stepped forward and handed him a bottle of water, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." Ye Yuanxi waved his hands and smiled, "It's you, did you stay up late writing your thesis yesterday? Go to sleep now, and you have to take the high-speed rail at night."

Zeng Yan is still a graduate student, and he occasionally has to do homework when helping Ye Yuanxi organize his schedule.

"Okay." Zeng Yan knew that he was going to record the night show with Ye Yuanxi, so he had to make sure he had enough energy, "Then I'll sleep in the rest room for a while, the tickets are already booked, and then you can go directly to " Ta&Ta."

Ye Yuanxi nodded, but immediately seemed to think of something, and turned to stop Zeng Yan who was about to leave: "Is Teacher Yu asking for leave this term?"

"Yes." Zeng Yan was a little confused, "Didn't you say hello before the recording of the show?"

"It's nothing, just ask." Ye Yuanxi seemed to be in a good mood when he heard this, and waved to Zeng Yan, "Good night."

A few strands of hair on Ye Yuanxi's forehead were wet with sweat, but it didn't affect his appearance at all.When he laughed, even Zeng Yan, who met him almost every day, was unavoidably surprised.

The sweat that condensed on the tip of the hair seemed to be shining.

While walking, Zeng Yan was lost in thought.

He didn't notice his brother Ye who followed behind him but flashed into other people's lounge.

But at the same time, in the hotel on the other side of the ocean.

"Really can't think of a way anymore?" Yu Fengqiao stood in front of Fang Cuo, pacing back and forth looking a little nervous, but in the end she couldn't hold back, and turned around to ask again.

"Don't even think about it." Fang Cuo sneered, crossing his legs, "The endorsement commercial we talked about half a year ago, what the hell do you want?"

"I just think..." Yu Fengqiao, who has always been thoughtful and thoughtful, had a rare time when he couldn't think of a reason.

"Not to mention that it's a variety show, it doesn't matter whether there is one episode or not. Even if I let you go, you fly now, and you can just record it without any delay when you fly there, and then? You catch up from there Come back here to meet the shooting at nine o'clock in the morning of the next day? Can you use your PHD brain, big brother, even if there is a jet lag in the middle, are these hours enough for you to toss!?"

"I..." Yu Fengqiao pressed her fist against the corner of her lips, and with the other hand, she anxiously picked at the curtain behind her.

"Furthermore, Fu Lang is not here this time. The program team has already planned Ye Yuanxi and Fu Lin to do the task together. You will be alone when you go back, don't think about it." Fang Cuo continued to pour cold water on him, "You What on earth are you making yourself passionate about by yourself? Don’t complain, he didn’t express any opinion on this matter at all, maybe he didn’t care at all, why are you worrying about it?”

"No, it's a matter of basic courtesy." Yu Fengqiao insisted, "I must make it clear to him. Can the shooting be postponed? The cooperation between me and the brand was very pleasant. I think they..."

"Yu Fengqiao, have you lost your mind? You are still being polite here after someone sings a love song to your rival! Don't want tens of millions of endorsements, you idiot!"

"Sing... who? Sing what?" Yu Fengqiao was taken aback.

Fang Cuo turned on the phone and swiped it a few times before throwing it to Yu Fengqiao.

Yu Fengqiao turned over the phone in a daze, only to see that it was posted by the official blog that he had already pulled out of the blacklist in his mind.

In the first round, @叶远溪 and @罗嘉 challenged difficult songs.As a love song for Luo Jia, what will Mr. Xi Yuan's "Zhongyi" look like under the adaptation of @叶远溪?Let us wait and see.

In the black-and-white picture, Ye Yuanxi puts his left hand on the piano, biting the cap of the pen in his mouth, and holds a pen in the other hand to write and draw on the music score on top, pursing the corners of his lips with a serious expression , Treating the scores of his subordinates as if holding a golden treasure.

When frowning, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked blurry but extremely alluring, colliding with a clear and serious demeanor, it was extremely charming.

But Yu Fengqiao always felt that such an expression was particularly familiar to him.

Sure enough, in the comments below, Yu Fengqiao saw an old photo that was almost exactly the same.

When he was still young, Xi Yuan wore pigtails, glasses, and the cap of his pen in his mouth. He held the pen in his right hand and tried to pronounce with his left.

Pursing the corners of his lips, he looked lazy but serious.

@我喜欢你啊: It’s time to present my treasured photos, this is when I went to Xi Yuan’s studio to take pictures when he was writing a song due to work reasons.This is definitely a subconscious action, and this kind of expression is definitely impossible to imitate.God, Yuanxi is not the angel sent by Xi Yuan to sing love songs for Luo Jia, is it?

@君冲全下: I definitely can’t let Luo Jia go, even if my life is gone, my soul will always sing to my lover.Forever Xi Yuan.

@我Just Passing By: I went to Yuanxi Xiyuan, I feel like I found something incredible...

@学习是我喜欢: Can the one upstairs stop self-orgasm, believe in science, okay?

@雅思But 8 does not change the name: When you come up, you will directly zoom in and sing love songs.Whether it's true or not, I'm going to blow up this pair!

"Have you seen enough? Have you calmed down?" Fang Cuo snatched the phone viciously, "Be there on time for tomorrow's filming! I'll call you at 07:30!"

Yu Fengqiao only felt that a certain place in her heart had been emptied.He lowered his eyes, as if he had returned to his usual state, and he no longer had the irrational impulse he had just now: "Got it, today... will take a good rest."

"Yeah." Fang Cuo knew that talking about Xi Yuan poked this man's heart again, but he couldn't help it, so he sighed before leaving, "Yuanxi is recording a program tonight, calculate the time, and tell him something Come on."

Yu Fengqiao nodded.

After Fangcuo closed the door, Yu Fengqiao who was standing by the bed raised his head slightly.

So whether it's Yuanxi or Xi Yuan, whether it's the person himself or the best match in everyone's mind.

None of them.

But not reconciled.

Yu Fengqiao looked at the charming young man on the phone, and the answer became clearer and clearer in his heart, and along with his heartbeat, that impulse instantly spread throughout his limbs.

I'm really not reconciled.

The author has something to say: To be honest, I originally had to take a day off on Wednesdays (because of kidney deficiency

But I'm too afraid that you will kill me [-] times with your mind and make me open a knife shop

Hmm...for today.long!No!long!

For the sake of my hard work, don't get fat~~~~~~~Fattening hurts feelings [serious face

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