The whole world is begging for my debut

Wen Shi slowly opened his eyes, and when his vision became clear, he saw a trace of confusion in his eyes when he saw the strange environment he was in. After a while, he remembered what happened before.

He fell asleep, on the sofa in this reception room.

Yesterday, he was stuffed with a document bag by Shang Siyan, who ordered him to learn it in the shortest possible time, and then asked the secretary to take him to the exclusive reception room next to him.

Inside the pouch is a music player, a sheet music and lyrics.He listened to De Mo in it, and it was a very difficult song, which had high requirements on singing skills and skills, and it was a little difficult to learn it in a short time, so he concentrated on studying it here.

I don't know if it was Shang Siyan's special order. Except for the secretary who brought him dinner halfway, no one came to disturb him during his stay here. He was the only one in the whole space, so that he could feel at ease and focus on his studies. song.

Night after night, he finally mastered the song completely.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was just after seven o'clock, and he had slept for more than two hours.

Into the recording studio at nine o'clock...

He propped himself up and tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, he couldn't help letting out a soft cry—although the sofa here is wider than usual, it is not a suitable place to sleep after all, he lay curled up on it, keeping this After a long time in the posture, the muscles are sore, and it hurts when I move.

The temperature slowed down for a while, and after the soreness eased, I slowly got up, took the music player that was put aside, and prepared to practice twice.

He had just plugged in the earphones when the door of the reception room was quietly opened, and a person walked in lightly.

Wen Shi looked at him quietly.

Lan Qing met his gaze and felt a little embarrassed at once. She wanted to move as lightly as possible so as not to disturb him, but she was discovered as soon as she came in.

"Hi, good morning." Lan Qing greeted him with a smile, and walked in calmly.

When he came closer, he put down the things in his hand and looked at Wen carefully. When he saw the obvious tiredness on the other's face, he was shocked: "You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Wen Shi took off the earphones and said, "No, I slept for a while, I just woke up."

Lan Qing felt relieved: "That's good."

But then, he worried again: "How are you doing?"

"Well, it's fine, no problem." Wen Shi said.

Lan Qing looked at him carefully. Although his face was tired, his expression was confident, especially those eyes, which were very bright, like the morning stars before dawn. Looking at these eyes, he unconsciously spoke to his words. Generate convincing.

Lan Qing nodded with a smile: "That's good - by the way, I brought you toiletries and breakfast, you go wash up and eat something."

As he spoke, he dug out the toiletries from the bag he brought and handed them over.

"Thank you." Wen Shi took it, got up and walked to the bathroom.

When he came back after washing, Lan Qing had already set up breakfast, and the smell of food permeated the air, causing a hunger spasm in his stomach.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought porridge and buns, don't mind." Lan Qing smiled at him and said.

Wen Shi shook his head: "These are fine, thank you, Mr. Lan."

"You're welcome." Lan Qing waved his hand, then remembered something, and said, "You don't have to always call me 'Mr. Lan', it's too unfamiliar, just call me Brother Lan."

Wen Shi nodded, and said kindly: "Brother Lan."

"Come and eat."

Wen Shi walked to the edge of the sofa, picked up the porridge bowl and spoon, and began to eat in small bites.

The soft and glutinous rice porridge is warm and hot, and the entrance temperature is just right, filling the emptiness in the stomach.

Seeing that he was eating, Lan Qing was not idle, so she picked up the scores and lyrics scattered on the coffee table.When he took the stack of papers in his hand, he found that it was written densely, and the difficult points were noted in tiny prints. It was very meticulous and patient at first glance.

"You work so hard." Lan Qing sighed, "It took a lot of effort to write so much, right?"

After chewing and swallowing the food in his mouth, Wen Shi replied, "No, practicing while writing can help you understand better."

Looking at his lack of pride, Lan Qing continued to sigh with emotion: "If the boss knows that you are so hardworking, he will be very relieved-it is too difficult for you to let you learn this song in such a short period of time, even sleeping. There is no time."

Wen Shi put down the porridge bowl, turned slightly sideways, looked directly at the other person, and said, "Can I ask a question?"

His expression was serious, and Lan Qing couldn't help becoming nervous: "You ask."

"This song..." Wen Shi glanced at the score on his lap, "Why are you in such a rush?"

"Huh?" Lan Qing was slightly surprised, "Didn't the boss tell you?"

"No."

"Then you don't know what happened recently?"

"Recently?" Wen Shi shook his head apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't pay much attention."

Lan Qing smiled and waved her hands: "Don't be so serious, it's not a big deal if you don't know."

"Ok?"

Lan Qing pondered for a moment, as if thinking about how to explain it.After a while, he said, "Do you know "The Tracker"?"

"That TV series?" Wen Shi asked. This is a suspense drama that will be aired in the near future. The publicity is huge, and even he has heard of it.It is said that the production lineup is very gorgeous. Not only are the first-class actors in the play, but even the songs in the play have been sung by big names from all walks of life, so it has attracted much attention.

"Yes." Lan Qing nodded, pointing to the score, "The theme song of "Tracker" is this "Migration"."

"what?"

Wen Shi frowned, apparently not quite understanding the relationship. Logically speaking, it is impossible for an upcoming TV series not to have the theme song ready, so why did he ask him to record this song again?He didn't think it was Shang Siyan's whim.

Seeing his confusion, Lan Qing explained to him: "The original singer was Chen Li, and something happened to him."

"An accident?" Wen Shi was even more puzzled. Chen Li is a very popular singer in recent years. He is very strong and has great creative ability.So what would happen to him before he needed to be replaced?

"Drunk driving hit someone to death, and even hit and run." Lan Qing sighed.

Wen Shi opened his eyes slightly, and it could be seen that he was also surprised by this.

Lan Qing spread her hands and said, "It's a surprise, we are also surprised, everyone is surprised. But the accident is an accident, the matter is real, such a bad thing, the response of all parties is not good, Chen Li said It's getting cold again."

"It's okay if he's the only one cool, and others are involved. The masses spontaneously boycott everything related to him, including the theme song "Tracker" he sang." When he looked at Wen, the helplessness in his expression almost To overflow, "Although the above didn't say it clearly, but, after all, it is such a big matter, the show crew should always have an attitude."

Wen Shi already understood, and said, "So, in order not to affect the normal TV show, the show decided to cancel the theme song sung by Chen Li and replace it with a new one?"

"That's right." Lan Qing nodded, looked directly at him, and shrugged, "But I didn't expect that the boss decided to replace you to sing."

Wen Shi was silent.

"But the boss probably has his intentions." Lan Qing raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, as if it would give him a little confidence, "The boss will choose you because he believes in your strength. You put too much pressure on yourself, you just sing like you usually do."

"En." Without saying anything, Wen Shi nodded.

The other party's expression remained unchanged, but he didn't seem to be shaken by it at all. Lan Qing felt relieved, and then, he remembered something, and said: "Wen Shi, don't have any objections to the boss's persecution of you. It's really because this time it happened. It happened too suddenly, we didn't have much time to react, and the boss put a lot of pressure on him."

"Well, I understand." Wen Shi said softly. At the same time, he looked down at the music score again. This is probably the price the other party said.

Lan Qing looked at his face, and suggested: "Your complexion is very bad, there is still some time before nine o'clock, do you want to sleep first? I will wake you up when the time comes."

Wen Shi shook his head: "No, I've slept through. I'd better practice a few more times."

After speaking, he took the score and looked down.

Lan Qing was taken aback, seeing that he had already entered the state of mind, then looked at the half-eaten breakfast, and finally could only sigh softly, this kid is working too hard.

At 08:30, Lan Qing came to the recording studio with warm time.

Different from the orderliness of other departments in the building, this place is very busy and chaotic. It seems that they are quite busy to re-record the theme song.

"Ah, Assistant Lan, you're here!" Seeing Lan Qing appear, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard hurried over, his face full of excitement, and then he looked at Wen Shi beside Lan Qing, "Who is this?"

Lan Qing smiled slightly, and introduced: "Producer Su, this is Wen Shi, the one who came to sing the theme song——Wen Shi, this is Producer Su, the music producer of "Tracker"."

"Hello, Producer Su." Wen Shi greeted him politely.

Producer Su looked at the calm young man in front of him, with a worried look on his face: "It's him..."

He hesitated to speak, and then waved his hand: "Forget it, since it is the candidate recommended by Mr. Shang, it is him. I believe Mr. Shang's vision must be fine!"

Lan Qing smiled: "Su Supervisor, don't worry, Wen Shi is very capable."

"Yeah!" Su Supervisor answered absently, looking around, "Why hasn't Cheng Yige come yet? He said he would come to be a supervisor, so he won't release pigeons again!"

"Ouch, I think I heard someone mention me."

A rambling voice sounded, and Lan Qing froze all of a sudden.

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back again?" Cheng Yige came out from behind him.

"Cheng Gezi, you finally showed up!" Producer Su was furious when he saw him. The others had arrived early and were preparing, but he was the only one who arrived late.

Cheng Yige smiled brightly: "Old Su, why are you so angry so early in the morning? It doesn't start until nine o'clock. I'm not late and I don't have any pigeons!"

"What start at nine o'clock, start now when everyone is here!" Producer Su yelled this sentence, and then turned to greet the others.

Cheng Yige plucked his ears, "Duck's voice is really bad—huh? Everyone is here? The singer is also here? Where is it?"

He turned his head to look for the singer, but the moment he saw Wen Shi beside Lan Qing, his eyes almost burst into light: "Oh my muse, I finally see you!"

Wen Shi looked at his hand that was held tightly by him, with doubts on his face.