After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Not long after Gao Zhan's words came out, the sound engineer breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand indifferently, and said, "Come on, your voice is a little bit worse." Then he was glared at by Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan stroked his chin, pondering, "There is indeed something wrong, I can't tell the feeling."

Qiao Ying didn't say a word, and listened intently to his evaluation of herself. Hearing this, she asked, "What do you think is missing?"

Gao Zhan spread his hands, and his bad temper came as soon as he said it, "It's not me who sang it, how would I know something was wrong."

Everyone: "..."

The sound engineer has worked with him for many years, and he couldn't hold back at this moment. He rolled his eyes and said, "Listen to what bullshit you said, how would you know if it wasn't sung by you, then why don't you say anything worse in the first place?" ah!"

Gao Zhan's temper is not only strange, but also stubborn, "But something is wrong!"

No matter what the tuner asked next, he just said that something was missing, and once asked what it was, he shook his hand and said he didn't know.

008 in Qiao Ying's mind began to suspect that he was making things difficult on purpose, and he whispered for the host, "Host, did he do it on purpose? 】

Qiao Ying didn't care much about this matter, and stood aside indifferently from the beginning to the end, listening to Gao Zhan and the tuner talk.

He was a little distracted, and his thoughts diverged to other places.

A voice suddenly came from behind, making a suggestion, "It's better to try a cappella for this part."

Qiao Ying's thoughts were completely interrupted by the voice, she simply retracted, subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Lin Huaiyun, the latter bent his eyes at him, and the smile on his face did not seem to be fake.

Gao Zhan's brows relaxed at his proposal, and he quickly directed: "Yes, yes, yes, try singing a cappella again, go in and try."

He tried to say a few times in a row, looking a little excited, Qiao Ying didn't rush in, but looked at Wu Wenmei, who nodded in agreement, and then he went into the recording studio with the lyrics.

The same phrase and tune, this time without the music in the stereo, Qiao Ying's voice was fully revealed, a little more amazing than before, and at the same time, the indifferent meaning was more overwhelming.

Gao Zhan's eyes lit up little by little, and he was obviously very satisfied when he heard the frequent nods at the end. The tuner who thought he was picking bones in the egg was also stunned.

Wu Wenmei walked to Lin Huaiyun's side at some point, and asked, "Your suggestion is good, how did you hear it?"

Lin Huaiyun's eyes fell on Qiao Ying, and he smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a simple feeling, and I'm just giving a suggestion."

After he finished speaking, he glanced down at the dial on his right wrist, apologetic in his voice, "It's getting late, I have something to do, so I'll leave first, and I'll talk to Director Zhou."

Wu Wenmei didn't hold back much, nodded and said, "Okay, you can go."

When Qiao Ying came out again, he was already gone.

After he finished singing a cappella, he sneaked a glance at the task panel. The activation cooldown time had passed long ago, and he also learned the name of the third protagonist——Lin Huaiyun.

In fact, Qiao Ying had vaguely guessed that it was him, otherwise he wouldn't have shook hands with him.

When he came out, Gao Zhan's tightly locked brows loosened a lot, "Although I think there was something wrong in the end, it's good enough now."

The sound engineer gave him a blank look, and complained in a low voice to the assistant beside him who hadn't recovered from the shock wave of seeing Lin Huaiyun with his own eyes. .

After passing Gao Zhan, the rest will be much easier.

Wu Wenmei insisted on maintaining this state, hurriedly and slowly recorded three singles in one afternoon.

The styles of the three songs are not the same, and there are only subtle differences. The first audition song was actually recorded at the end, and the ending part is also the last climax. Gao Zhan came up with an idea and was very bold. Let him sing a cappella.

Qiao Ying majored in music when he was in college, so he thought for a while, filtered both singing styles in his heart, and agreed to Gao Zhan's suggestion.

After the recording, he breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to just now, he felt a little nervous after a long absence.

Wu Wenmei wanted to hit the iron while the iron was hot, so she recorded several demos in one go, but was stopped by Gao Zhan in the end.

He didn't quite agree with this kind of pursuit of quantity, and frowned and said, "Three songs in one afternoon are enough. I'll come back tomorrow for the rest. What's the rush?"

It doesn't matter to Qiao Ying, he can maintain his state forever, and has no objection to when to record.

After leaving the recording studio, Wu Wenmei asked him, "Do you have a registered Weibo account? If not, I'll ask someone to register one for you now. If you want to become popular, you need to know how to market. Weibo is the most popular platform."

Qiao Ying really doesn't have Weibo.

He never pays attention to this kind of thing usually, and when he sees something occasionally, Bai Zhu finds it interesting and forwards it to him with his fingers.

He said frankly: "No."

Wu Wen raised his eyebrows and raised his forehead, "I guessed it, I don't even know Lin Huaiyun, so I'm sure she doesn't surf the Internet often." Her voice paused, and then she spoke, "But it's not a bad thing, it's easy to get involved if you watch too much , the water inside is too deep, your temperament is not suitable."

Qiao Ying lowered her eyelashes and listened quietly.

At such times, his appearance is extremely deceptive, the cold light in his pupils is covered by his slender eyelashes, leaving only a flower-like face, with a desolate temperament, like a living little white flower.

When Wu Wenmei first got his information, he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was the same person who violently rejected the unspoken rules.

In addition to Weibo, Wu Wenmei explained a few more things to him, "I remember that the contracted artists of the company are allocated dormitories and apartments. Are you living there or where?"

Qiao Ying shook her head, and said softly, "I'm not in there, I rented an apartment myself."

He didn't say why, and Wu Wenmei didn't ask either, and he was relieved to know that the artist wasn't homeless.

"As for the assistant, there are two standard configurations. They jointly manage daily affairs, and also manage your Weibo, and are responsible for keeping an eye on you. However, since you are now... so there is only one for the time being."

Wu Wenmei paused, and asked him for advice, "Do you want to recruit, or transfer from within the company."

Qiao Ying never had any objection to this kind of thing, "It's all right, I'll listen to Sister Wu's arrangement."

The artist is obedient, and the agent is also happy.

Wu Wenmei happily chatted with him about other things, and at the end, she remembered what happened in the recording studio just now, and repeated the conversation with Lin Huaiyun.

"Don't get too excited. You may not be the one who sings in the end. Just have a meal and try it out. Don't be sad if it's not you in the end. Director Zhou has always been picky, and you are almost the same as a newcomer."

Wu Wen said so brows, but in fact he also knew that the possibility of this matter was probably unlikely, so his voice didn't change much, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or not.

Qiao Ying knew what she meant. For an actor like Lin Huaiyun, the plays he participated in would definitely not be any dirty plays.

Since it is a big production, the choice of opening song must be very important.

As for Qiao Ying being able to have dinner with the director directly, in the final analysis, he had to thank Lin Huaiyun for his matchmaking.

It didn't take long before the off-duty time stipulated by the company was reached. Wu Wenmei waved his hand and let him go, "Let's do this for today. When I go back tonight, I will give you the password of my Weibo account. Go on board and post a selfie, circle around your face, don't waste it in vain." Such a good face."

Qiao Ying responded subconsciously with "Okay", and then realized after a while, asking: "...What kind of selfie?"

His tone sounded like an old man's.

Wu Wenmei said: "You can do whatever you want. You are handsome, and you can take good-looking photos in any way. You can take photos of life, art photos, self-portraits and so on."

Qiao Ying knew it, nodded, and said, "Then I'll go first, see you, Sister Wu."

After returning to the apartment, he took out his mobile phone to look at it. There was an extra friend request on the chat software, and the note was Wu Wenmei.

As soon as Qiao Ying clicked through, a series of account numbers, passwords, and a document were sent from the other side.

[Wu Wenmei: account number and password, you log on to Weibo and follow what I told you before, the document contains the brief introduction of the new assistant selected. ]

Wu Wenmei worked very quickly. It was only half an hour after Qiao Ying left the company and got home, she had already selected candidates for assistants.

Qiao Ying thought for a while, typed "OK", and turned his gaze to the document, clicked on it and glanced casually, and found that the assistant was an acquaintance.

At the same time, this acquaintance just sent him a message.

[Chen Niannian: Brother Qiao!Sister Wu told me that I will be your personal assistant from now on!surprise? ! ]

There was a long string behind her, which was enough to see how excited she was.

[Q: I will trouble you in the future. ]

Chen Niannian said it was no trouble, and then sent a bunch of texts, saying that it was his schedule for the next few days.

Qiao Ying clicked on the shift schedule she sent, and she remembered it clearly, and she could roughly scan it at a glance.

Wu Wenmei had already told him most of the arrangements, so he didn't look at them carefully.

The next few days were spent recording singles. Gao Zhan is very picky in the music industry. Usually the version that was confirmed at the beginning will be overthrown in the middle of the recording. It took several days to finally get five songs. Song recording.

It was already night when Qiao Ying walked out of the company.

He said goodbye to Chen Niannian, and stood at the entrance of the company to take a taxi back. It was quite late, and the last subway had just passed a few minutes ago, so he had to take a taxi back.

There were not many people around, Qiao Ying was standing on the side of the road, and the night light blew in, which made his skin crawl.

He pulled the zipper of his coat to the top and buried his chin in, his tone could be filled with emotion: [008, the temperature difference at night has been huge recently. 】

008 agreed in a low voice, [Yes, it's already July, and it's normal for the temperature difference at night to be so large occasionally. 】

[Today is already the sixth day after the exchange. 】 Qiao Ying said.

008 knew that he was referring to the original plot of "Ten Days in the Future".

He lowered his head, stepped on a raised floor tile by the side of the road, and flattened the tile, 【Tell me, whether Yuanshen's biological parents will come to the door. 】

008 thought for a while, and said cautiously: [Sorry, host, I can't be sure about this matter. The plot of the original book does not necessarily mean that it will happen. reference, and loses its original inevitability. 】

Qiao Ying's gaze froze slightly, and she said, "That's right, it's fine if you don't come." 】

He didn't say why he thought it was good, and he didn't even hear the voice of 008.

In fact, Qiao Ying thought very simply, if he didn't meet Yuan Shen's biological parents, he wouldn't have to face a series of chain reactions after meeting.

The answer given by 008 was exactly what he wanted, and he planned well.

At noon on the second day after Qiao Ying put this matter behind him, he was slapped in the face. At this time, he had just bought a carton of milk from the supermarket and was going to drink it in the afternoon.

He lowered his head and put the milk into the gap of the backpack, and a black SUV slowly drove over in front of him.

Qiao Ying didn't pay much attention, and stepped back to get out of the way, but the car stopped in front of him. Immediately afterwards, a muscular man in a suit, sunglasses, and bodyguard got out of the car.

With a clear goal, the man came straight to Qiao Ying and stopped him with his hand.

Qiao Ying still lowered her head, the muscles of her arms and arms that were blocked from her sight were exposed, and thick calluses were formed on the tiger's mouth, which was obviously caused by years of knife and wooden warehouse.

The visitor was not kind, this was Qiao Ying's first reaction.

He looked up, his eyes were cold, without much warmth, he was wary of strangers, and even slightly repelled.

The man sullenly said, "Mr. Qiao, I have something to trouble you to come with us."

Qiao Ying didn't understand 008 in his mind, so he yelled softly, and said worriedly: [Host, who is this man who looks so fierce, why did he let you go with him?Could it be something bad? 】

Qiao Ying narrowed her eyes subconsciously, looked at the bodyguard in front of her, and said frankly to 008: [I don't know. 】

The author has something to say: Chu Yu, who was not online today, hid in a corner and cried. (no.)

Qiao Ying: He obviously sends messages to harass me every day.

008 (nodding wildly): It's annoying!The host's mobile phone is buzzing every day!