Sound waves

"Teacher, stay with me tonight, okay?" He asked in a low voice.

The wind is a bit cold at night.

The two people under the street lamp stood so close.

Shu Mingxuan felt his heart thumping, jumping out of a ball of fire, this cold autumn gave him a little illusion, the two of them seemed to be the same as before, nothing had changed.

One hand of Ouyang Qing was held by him, and the other hooked his scarf and pulled it down, revealing his thin lips, and then he smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Shu Mingxuan likes to see him smile the most.

He smiled very softly and quietly.

But there seems to be light in the smile, which can shine into the bottom of my heart, and the bottom of my heart is brightened and warmed.

A smile can captivate the city, and another smile can captivate the country—anyway, at Shu Mingxuan's place, as long as Teacher Ouyang smiles, he can do whatever he wants, whether it's a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​flames.

"Boss Shu was so enthusiastic about helping me find a role, and this is why?" Ouyang Qing asked him.

Shu Mingxuan was dumbfounded.

"what?"

"I know that unspoken rules are popular in the entertainment industry now, why, the co-authoring dubbing circle also plays this set?"

"What?" Shu Mingxuan hadn't recovered yet.

Ouyang Qing sighed softly: "Boss Shu charged me a lot of price, and even sent me the book himself, and invited me to eat such good Japanese food... just to sing this?"

"No, no, wait a minute!" The thoughts in Shu Mingxuan's mind dissipated, and the cold wind was blowing on his forehead, making him excruciatingly painful, "What unspoken rules! What a mess!"

"Let me accompany you, don't you want to go to bed?" Ouyang Qing asked.

Shu Mingxuan was stunned for a moment: "Uh...yes, that's right, but..."

——The word "go to bed" came out of your teacher Ouyang's throat, it's simply blasphemy!

"Are you a newcomer in your company? If Mr. Shu takes a fancy to you, he will make people stay with you. If you don't stay, you won't even be able to get a play? If that's the case, I can't refuse your request." Ouyang Qing said as if he was still thinking seriously.

Shu Mingxuan collapsed: "Ouyang Qing, what are you talking about! What is this all about? I am such a person?!"

Ouyang Qing's smile faded, and she glanced at him: "You were not before, how do I know if you are now?"

Shu Mingxuan was on the verge of crying, unable to express his suffering.

"Okay, okay." He said, "It's my fault, okay?"

"You talk too casually."

"Yes, I speak too casually. You are a teacher and a senior. I don't know how to say that. I apologize to you." Shu Mingxuan sighed, blaming himself for being confused after drinking two glasses of wine and forgetting about Ouyang Qing what kind of person.

"Now that we've finished talking, I'll go back."

...Where did you start talking?

"Yeah." Shu Mingxuan wiped his face and cheered up, "I'll call you a taxi."

After Ouyang Qing sat in the car, Shu Mingxuan closed the door.

Ouyang Qing rolled down the car window and said to Shu Mingxuan, "Boss Shu, give me the book."

Shu Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and handed over the USB flash drive that was a little hot in his hands for a long time. This time Ouyang Qing took it and put it in his close pocket.

"When will you be in the shed?" he asked.

Shu Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "These two weeks will end later, and the film will be sent over next Friday at the latest. According to the plan, we will enter the studio next Monday. Of course, the time depends on your arrangement, the teacher. The confidentiality agreement and I recently arranged for Wen Hao to give you the contract."

"Then next Monday." After Ouyang Qing said this, she asked the driver to drive away.

Shu Mingxuan sent Ouyang Qing away.

A man stood on the side of the street for a while.

He is not a person who guards himself like a jade. Ouyang Qing broke up with him five years ago.

At that time, it felt like the sky was going to fall, and his friend comforted him, that there was no hurdle in life.Meet new love and forget the past.

So there was a talk or two afterwards.

It didn't feel right, and eventually it faded away.

The last few years have been too busy.

I don't think so much about Ouyang Qing... But... Seeing Ouyang Qing again, I realized that this hurdle has not been passed yet.

On the day Ouyang Qing entered the shed, Shu Mingxuan had something to do and didn't go.

When it was almost noon, Wen Hao received a call from him.

"How is Teacher Ouyang today?" Shu Mingxuan asked.

"Very good, no temper." Wen Hao said. "The protagonist, I'm sure you'd be happy."

"Nonsense." Shu Mingxuan criticized him, "Is Teacher Ouyang that kind of person? Didn't he lose his temper when he stopped recording last time? Can you speak politely?"

"Yes Yes."

"That drama is really bad, otherwise, why would Mr. Ouyang not be worthy of it. Isn't it allowed that Mr. Ouyang has a bit of artistic pursuit?"

"Yep."

"Okay, let's continue." Shu Mingxuan said, "Have you arranged for lunch?"

"I ordered takeaway." Wen Hao said.

Shu Mingxuan was dissatisfied again: "Can I eat takeaway? Junk food."

"Yes, yes! Of course!." Wen Hao was incredulous, "What can you eat in the wilderness of Gaobeidian, why don't you order takeout and drink the northwest wind?"

Shu Mingxuan thought about it too: "Teacher Ouyang doesn't eat meat, so you can order some vegetarian food for him."

"okay, I get it."

"He vomits when he touches meat, remember not to ask for meat dishes."

"Okay. Brother Xuan, don't worry about my work."

"Wait a while..." Shu Mingxuan felt inappropriate again, "Forget it, I'll go to Daran Chunqiu to buy vegetarian food for Teacher Ouyang, and deliver it before noon."

"Woooooo..." Wen Hao cried.

"what happened?"

"Brother, I've been working in Yinlang for more than three years. Why don't I get up early and work late at noon to make do with the junk food you mentioned?" Wen Hao sobbed, "You care about me too."

"Get out!" Shu Mingxuan said angrily, "I don't know the depth of my talk all day long, and I'm so glib, it's good that I didn't deduct your salary! Hang up."

Daran Chunqiu is a well-known vegetarian restaurant in the capital, and the per capita consumption is around 1000.

Shu Mingxuan ordered a few dishes there and thought of Wen Hao, so he finally relented and packed a portion for him, and drove over there.

When he entered the company, the takeaway had just been placed at the front desk, and Xiao Miao at the front desk looked at him and said, "Mr. Shu, do you want to order a takeaway for you?"

"No, Wen Hao and the others haven't rested yet?"

"No, it's still being recorded."

"Then let me take a look." He put Wen Hao's share on the front desk, and then handed Ouyang Qing's share to Xiao Miao, "It's a bit cold, turn it on in the microwave for me when they are resting, don't be too It's hot, send it to my office in a while."

"Okay, I understand."

Shu Mingxuan quietly pushed the door open and entered the listening room of No. [-] shed.

Several people around offered to give him his seat, but he refused.

He closed the door and stood behind, listening to Ouyang Qing's voice coming from the recording studio along the stereo.

In this world, there are too many good sounds. When you hear them, they are more or less modified, perhaps by reverberation, compression, or even the reflection of the environment...

Shu Mingxuan only loves the feeling of being in the recording studio.

Only in the recording studio, the sound you hear is the real sound, the original sound of a person with the superfluous things shielded out.

It's the back-to-basics one with all the filters turned off.