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After the program team got ready, Wei Huai just finished drinking a cup of coffee, said goodbye to He Ying and the others, and went to record the game session with other Ultramodern teammates.

It would be a waste of time for Windfall to simply sit and rest in a coffee shop during the two-to-three hour gap. The program team temporarily thought of an interview session. After drafting the questions, they got the consent of the coffee shop owner and set them up in the coffee shop. The recording equipment was installed, and the interview session recording similar to Easter eggs began.

The interview sequence is arranged according to the age of the team, and the others continue to sit and rest.

Yan Haiqiu came over with the tablet in his hands, intending to discuss the album with them.

"The currently invited producer is Zhou Errong. You should have heard that although he has not had much experience in the industry, all the albums he has produced since his debut have won awards."

Zhan Yuxing didn't know Zhou Errong very well, but Wu Xu's eyes lit up for a moment.

It must be a very good producer who can make Wu Xu, who is a little arrogant in music, admire him.

Yan Haiqiu first talked about the company's preliminary arrangements: "Then regarding the selection of songs, here is the list of songs selected internally at present. You can see if you like them. I have marked the ones that are more biased in weekly production. If the opinions are highly consistent, the song can basically be considered."

"Hey, this is...Cheng Yao's song?" Zhan Yuxing was stunned.

"Yes, he didn't vote for this song himself, it was recommended to us by Zhou Production." Yan Haiqiu explained, "He seems to have cooperated with Zhou Production before, and Zhou Production is very optimistic about him, but it's a pity that something like that happened before."

"Did he agree?" Zhan Yuxing wondered.

"Agreed." Yan Haiqiu nodded, "Zhou Zao asked him what he thought before recommending him. Although his mother's condition is very serious and hope is very slim, he is still in the process of continuous treatment, which costs a lot, and he also needs it. Money. He has no source of income after quitting the entertainment industry, and he doesn’t want to sing songs casually to others, so he finally communicated with Zhou’s producer before sending them for selection.”

"Of course, our side naturally doesn't mean that we will definitely use his songs because of sympathy or other factors. After all, there are many excellent songs. It depends on which ones are more suitable for the theme, and whether they are suitable for you." Yan Haiqiu be honest.

Each song title in the excel sheet has a jump link. Zhan Yuxing clicked on "Ao" written and composed by Cheng Yao, and saw the lyrics and music in the jump link.

In ancient times, poets often used plum blossoms as a metaphor for themselves and their strong and unyielding spirit. This song "Proud" is talking about plum blossoms, but in fact it is also comparing themselves with plum blossoms.The whole song is full of regret and struggle, and it fits the theme of the album "Winter Day" as a whole.

"I feel okay." Zhan Yuxing sat back a little so that everyone could see the lyrics on the computer.

Wu Xu nodded: "As expected of the original songwriter and composer."

"Let's take a look at the others. Anyway, I have to choose two songs, and I will make a decision at the end." Yan Haiqiu reminded.

So, although everyone was satisfied, they were not in a hurry to make a decision, and read all the other songs seriously.

After the five interviews were done, the songs were finalized. The first song was "Ao" written and composed by Cheng Yao, and the other was "Light Snow" by the well-known songwriter Chai Haoran.

"The first two songs have been decided temporarily, and the third... How many of you are coming?" Yan Haiqiu glanced at the five people.

"Would you like Wu Xu to cooperate with He Ying?" Zhan Yuxing currently knows that these two people can write songs.

"My style of music is not suitable for this theme, leave it to Brother Wu Xu." He Ying voluntarily refused.

Wu Xu nodded: "OK."

"How long will it take to deliver it? There is no rush in terms of progress, but I am afraid that there will be some difficulties in production and need to be revised."

"A week at the earliest." Wu Xu thought for a while, and said, "There is a song that can be changed, but the song is not complete, so I have to think about it."

"no problem."

The matter of selecting the album songs has just been decided, and the follow-up process will not continue until all the songs are in hand, Yan Haiqiu didn't say too much.

Not long after, Ultramodern came back after recording the game session. When the four big boys got out of the car, they were all soaked.

The staff of the program group smiled and talked about the interesting things that happened in the game session just now while walking, and Mu Zeyu hung his neck curiously to listen.

The same as the previous Windfall recording, the last round of the game was a water game, but two of the Ultramodern were landlubbers, and the water was only below the height of the calf. The two of them fell into it and were startled, and made a fuss in a panic. Less jokes.

Qiu Xing had a smile on his face when he came back, obviously he was quite satisfied with the recording effect.

Afterwards, the two groups merged and recorded the final farewell segment, and the second season of "Artist Observation Diary" was officially recorded.

On the way back, Mu Zeyu counted the time with his fingers, and said in surprise: "I found that Ultramodern's recording time was much shorter than ours, we took almost half a month, and they only took less than ten days. "

"I heard from Director Qiu that Ultramodern has a lot of stalks, and it probably has encountered obstacles in many places before and experienced various kinds of life, so there is also a strong sense of life in front of the camera, which is very down-to-earth. Naturally funny."

"It sounds like he's quite satisfied." He Ying said quietly.

Yan Haiqiu said heartily: You seem quite satisfied, after all, the guest was recommended by you.

"Is this show starting on October [-]st?" Mu Zeyu remembered Yan Haiqiu mentioned it once before.

"No, the recorded broadcast date is every Friday night at 08:30 starting from October [-]th."

"Then let's watch it together!" Mu Zeyu was so excited, "This is our first show!"

"Sure." Zhan Yuxing was also looking forward to it, "We can prepare some melon seeds and milk tea then."

"Did you forget to control your diet?" Yan Haiqiu looked at them pretending to be serious.

He was so happy that he forgot about the current situation, Zhan Yuxing hurriedly said, "Then let's... then let's eat some fruit?"

Sitting on the side, He Ying said in time: "Sister Yan, didn't you say that there is an opportunity to choose food freely in the middle and end of each month? Let's apply for an advance payment."

Yan Haiqiu knew that he must have an idea, so he said helplessly: "It's fine to pay in advance, after all, it's a good day for the show to air, but if the ratings are not good, you will understand."

"The ratings will not be lower than I expected." He Ying has a large number of fans and a high degree of loyalty. It is rare for him to record a variety show of life observation, and most fans will definitely watch the live broadcast in front of the TV.

Yan Haiqiu had a lot of confidence in He Ying and didn't refute him.Compared with the ratings, she is more worried about the mentality of the other four people whose fans are likely to skyrocket after the show is broadcast. At that time, she still needs to observe more and have a good chat with them. The best way is to be prepared.

Time flew by, and with high-intensity practice, September 21 soon arrived.

Thanks to Yan Haiqiu's contact, Shangxing TV's interview with He Ying was adjusted to the morning, and Cheng Cheng came to pick him up on time early in the morning.

Zhan Yuxing went to the practice room with Mu Zeyu and Wen Kanxi. Zhan Yuxing practiced dancing, the other two practiced singing, and Wu Xu stayed at home alone to change the song that he was going to give to Yan Haiqiu.

He Ying's interview and recording today was surprisingly efficient. It was originally expected to take two hours to finish, but it was all recorded in the last one and a half hours.

He packed up his things and quickly asked Cheng Cheng to take him back.

On the way, Cheng Cheng said, "Mr. He, the things you told me to prepare for you last time are already in the trunk."

"Ah."

"However, the weather forecast seems to be rainy today, are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Cheng Cheng always felt that things would not go so smoothly.

"We'll see when the time comes. If it doesn't work, we'll change the plan." He Ying made a plan.

"Okay, good luck to you then."

He Ying thanked him and buried himself in sending a message to Zhan Yuxing.

Happy Bean: Brother Yuxing, I'm on my way back after recording.

Happy Beans: Are you in the practice room?

Happy Beans: Is there anything you want to eat?I'll take some back for you.

It has been two hours since Zhan Yuxing saw the news. He has been practicing dancing. At this time, his sweat has not been wiped off, and he is sitting in the corner and silently replying to the news.

Zhan Yuxing: Didn't see it during dance practice just now.

Zhan Yuxing: No need to eat, have you returned to the dormitory yet?

However, after sitting and waiting for a long time, there was no reply from the other side, and the chat box was unbelievably quiet.

He remembered that the place where He Yinglu magazine was interviewed was not far away, and logically he should have arrived long ago, but there was no news, which made people wonder.

After dialing He Ying's number, Zhan Yuxing sat in the corner and waited for a while, but no one answered.

Frowning, Zhan Yuxing called Cheng Cheng again, but fortunately he got through this time.

Cheng Cheng was almost home at this time, and he was quite surprised to receive a call from Zhan Yuxing.

"Teacher Zhan."

"Chengcheng, you went to record the interview with He Ying, has he come back?" Zhan Yuxing asked.

"He's back, hasn't he looked for you yet?" Cheng Cheng was stunned.

"Well, I sent him a message and didn't reply."

"Maybe it's because of the phone? On the way back, Mr. He answered the phone temporarily and asked me to send him to the company, so I left first." Cheng Cheng told the truth.

Telephone?

Zhan Yuxing was silent, he suddenly remembered the last time, He Ying did not know where to go, and then he was in a bad mood all night.

This time, it seems to be the same situation again, will He Ying be unhappy again?

Thinking so, Zhan Yuxing subconsciously called Ling En. He was lucky. Ling En, who had been closed for filming, happened to have a rest today, so he answered the phone very quickly.

"Sister Ling En, I'm Zhan Yuxing." Zhan Yuxing greeted politely.

"What's the matter?" Ling En sounded in a good mood, with a brisk tone.

"That...although it's a bit presumptuous, but did He Ying mention anything to you today?"

"Things?" Zhan Yuxing said so vaguely that Ling En couldn't understand for a while.

Zhan Yuxing hesitated for a while, then continued: "It's something similar to the time you sent me a message last time."

Ling En was stunned for a moment, and finally knew what he was referring to: "No, he didn't mention it to me today, did something happen?"

"...It's nothing, I just asked." Zhan Yuxing didn't know how to ask, and even began to complain in his heart that he was nosy.

Ling En didn't say a word, turned on the hands-free and switched to the phone's calendar page to look at the date, and then calculated the time in his mind.Suddenly realized something, and quickly explained: "Yu Xing, don't worry, if he was called away by my dad, it shouldn't be a bad thing."

"Huh?" Zhan Yuxing was stunned.

Ling En sighed silently, just hearing Zhan Yuxing ask her so carefully, he guessed that He Ying probably didn't say anything.But things are really not bad, so Ling En tried his best to choose what he could say.

"Don't worry, if I'm right, it should be a good thing." Ling En comforted, "But after all, it's not my own business, so I can't say too much. He probably had some concerns and didn't confess to you."

"...That's good." Zhan Yuxing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. If it's a good thing, it's really great.Although the other party did not tell him that he was a little disappointed, but there is nothing better than "good".

"Well, if anything happens, Miss Ling En will be the first to tell you." Ling En complained, "That kid is really, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings he has cultivated, that someone is so worried about him."

Zhan Yuxing's face was flushed by Ling En's words, and it took him a long time to respond: "Okay, thank you, Miss Ling En, then I will..."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the door of the practice room was suddenly pushed open, and He Ying, who had rushed over, met Zhan Yuxing who was sitting in the corner.

"Then I'll hang up first, and I'll talk to you next time." Zhan Yuxing hurriedly said hello, before waiting for the other party to answer, he hung up in a panic.

"Brother Yuxing, I'm sorry, I have something to do at the moment, so I went to find my uncle." He Ying didn't hide the matter of looking for Li Yingyi this time. Although he didn't specifically say what he did, at least he did made progress.

Zhan Yuxing carefully sized him up, but he didn't find anything wrong with his emotions.

Sure enough, according to what Ling En said, what happened today should be a good thing.

"I've been practicing dancing, and I just saw the news." Zhan Yuxing shook his head and said he didn't mind.

He Ying noticed the wet sweat on Zhan Yuxing's forehead, took a towel and half knelt on the ground, and helped him wipe the sweat off his face: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"I've eaten, and I ate with Mu Zeyu and the others." Zhan Yuxing was a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to take the towel, "They are in the practice room next door, which happens to be empty, so there will be no delay in practicing songs."

"Ah."

For a while, the two fell into silence, and He Ying hurriedly opened the fruit box he bought: "I brought you some fruit, Brother Yuxing, you eat first."

"Tell them to come together." Zhan Yuxing looked at the weight in the bag and knew that he bought it for everyone.

"Then I'll call from the next door." He Ying hurriedly got up to call someone.

After that, the four of them sat down around several large boxes of fruit and enjoyed a rare afternoon tea time.

He Ying has been paying attention to Zhan Yuxing's movements, without touching the phone, and passing him a wet tissue from time to time.

Mu Zeyu watched from the side, and couldn't help complaining: "Youngest, you are more attentive today, you look a little...disgusting."

He Ying: ...

"Then do you want a wet tissue?" He Ying smiled ferociously.

Mu Zeyu, who was still disgusted by He Ying just a second ago, immediately gave a thumbs up: "No, thank you, the youngest is the most handsome, a god descends to earth!"

It could be seen that He Ying was in a really good mood, so she stopped caring about Mu Zeyu's jokes after she had finished, and continued to observe Zhan Yuxing.

Zhan Yuxing felt extremely uncomfortable being watched by him, so he pushed the melon in front of him: "You want to eat it too?"

"Okay." He Ying said "Okay" with a wet tissue in her hand.

Zhan Yuxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the previous sense of loss because of the sudden loss of contact with the other party had disappeared, replaced by a kind of helplessness and connivance.

He used a new fork to fork a piece of melon and put it in front of He Ying: "Eat?"

He Ying came to his senses, held his hand, and bit the melon into his mouth: "Yeah."

"Why does our He Ying need to be fed?" Zhan Yuxing joked with him maliciously.

I thought that if He Ying was provoked, the other party would be fooled immediately, and he ate it with a fork, but who knew that he completely underestimated He Ying's thick-skinned, and replied "hmm" pretending to be tired of relying on him.

Zhan Yuxing laughed tremblingly, and fed him another slice in a good mood.

Mu Zeyu who was sitting across from him rolled his eyes, while Wen Kanxi kept sending messages to Wu Xu with his head down.

He Ying pressed against Zhan Yuxing, with a slight smile on his face, but he knew in his heart that he always acted like a baby because of Zhan Yuxing's infinite tolerance for him.Even he himself can hardly imagine that one day he will be so dependent on one person, and he hopes that someone can rely on himself.

Going to Li Yingyi's office today is actually for the follow-up of the last incident. After 14 years, everything came to an end smoothly.

This also allowed him to let go of a heartache, and to welcome Zhan Yuxing's upcoming birthday with a brand new mood.

After eating the fruit, they rested for a while and continued to practice.He Ying pushed everything away and became Zhan Yuxing's dance partner all afternoon.

In the evening, the four of them packed up and went back to the dormitory together. Wu Xu greeted them.

Wu Xu, who is usually cold and cold, now has a rare excitement on his face. He always likes to stay in the room, and he even moved the electronic organ in the room to the living room by himself.

"I wrote the song, do you want to listen to it?" When Wu Xu finished the song for the first time, he was different from the bottom of the box in the past. The first thing he thought of was to share it with his teammates.

Because he feels that now they will not be buried anymore, and there is an expectation that one day they will be seen and appreciated by others.

"Okay." Zhan Yuxing immediately raised his hand to be the first listener, and everyone else echoed.

"This is a song." Wu Xu gave them the lyrics typed out with a portable printer, and then sat by the electronic piano.

As the soothing prelude flows out, with the gradually intense playing, the atmosphere rendered becomes more and more enthusiastic.

The song written by Wu Xu is called "Thousand Swords Wind". Zhan Yuxing subconsciously hummed the lyrics along the tune, feeling inexplicably passionate, especially the interlude part that is left blank in the middle can be added to a drama.

"It's so strong, I hear it so much that I want to dance on the spot." Mu Zeyu was eager to try.

Wen Kanxi pointed to the rap part: "The cooperation between me and the youngest should work well here, but I personally feel that we can add a little singing in a low voice."

"Well, I agree, and this song is really good." He Ying was also very pleasantly surprised. Although he knew that Wu Xu's lyrics and composition were strong, today's song was completely beyond his expectations.

"At the beginning, I didn't think about how to write the blank space in the middle, but then I remembered that Brother Yu Xing could play tricks, and I wanted to see if I could try to change the expression directly, so I didn't fill it in." This is the first time Wu Xu said so. Chatty.

Zhan Yuxing conceived in his mind for a while, and said: "You can directly use the opera accent, I know a little bit, if it is accompanied by drumming, it will be more exciting."

"Speaking of which..." He Ying paused for a moment, then said, "The theme of the new album is 'Winter', and the three songs are also related to winter. The first is Dongmei, the second is Dongxue, The third song, which is the current one, is Dongfeng, and the emotional level is also progressive, and the order can be determined directly."

"Can, is it possible?" Wu Xu was a little overwhelmed by the affirmation of so many people all of a sudden.

"You can send it to Sister Yan directly, she can make her own decision. If the effect is good, we may enter the preparation stage soon."

"Okay, then I'll contact you now." Wu Xu hurried upstairs, and he dropped the electronic organ directly.

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry for a while, they never thought that Wu Xu would have such a big contrast in making music.

"So this piano..." The electronic piano was placed in the living room, completely blocking the way of everyone, Mu Zeyu tilted his head and didn't know what to do.

Wen Kanxi bent down silently, unplugged the electronic organ, and picked up the electronic organ with one arm: "I'll take it, you can do whatever you want."

Soon, the living room was vacated again, and Yan Haiqiu also got a reply, saying that he wanted to evaluate the difficulty of production with Zhou Errong, and then started formal preparations.

Because the matter of the album has made a lot of progress, when the five of them eat the fitness meal at night, they all feel that the taste is much better, and the daily exercise is also done in an orderly manner.

When Zhan Yuxing came out of the shower, it was already 11:30, because he didn't feel sleepy for a while, he lay down at the desk and drew.

On the sketch paper, what he drew was the scene where everyone gathered around the living room to discuss the new song this evening. On top of the stack of drawings in the corner, there were many paintings that recorded everyone's life recently. The next memory before wearing the book.

At 55:[-], there was a knock on the door of the room. Zhan Yuxing thought it was because Mu Ze, who was going to take a bath, was speechless, and walked over to open the door while saying that the door was unlocked.

Outside the door, standing unexpectedly was He Ying.

"Brother Yuxing, are you free?" He Ying asked him with a smile.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Zhan Yuxing scratched his head, "I thought it was Brother Mu, he always thought I locked the door when he was so sleepy."

"Come." He Ying stretched out his hand towards Zhan Yuxing.

Zhan Yuxing subconsciously handed him his hand, and He Ying immediately held it and led him downstairs.

Zhan Yuxing looked all the way, and found that the living room was unexpectedly quiet, but there were only a few figures outside the window: "Are they outside?"

He Ying gave a "hmm" and walked out of the dormitory with Zhan Yuxing who was full of doubts.

The dormitory where Windfall lives is a detached villa, with a small open garden outside, and the driveway outside. There are spacious parking garages on both sides, so there are no other artists in the same row.

At this time, the wide driveway is full of things at intervals. Their bottom ends are fixed to the ground, and their top ends are connected with flammable strings. From a distance, they look like a big star at first glance.And farther outside the "star", there is a small pile of gift boxes.

"Because the large-scale fireworks are too much in the middle of the night, my uncle may invite him to drink tea, so I can only prepare these." He Ying looked at his watch, and it was 22 minutes before midnight on September 2.

"...What?" Zhan Yuxing was confused.

He Ying didn't answer, but let go of Yuxing's hand, and ran straight to the side of "Xingxing".

Mu Zeyu gestured "OK" to him. Standing opposite him was Wu Xu, each holding a lighter, and Wen Kanxi was standing on the top of the "star". into an equilateral triangle.

Watching the second hand on the watch keep turning, when there were still ten seconds before zero, He Ying signaled that the three of them squatted down at the same time, and lit the fairy sticks at the three corners of the "star" with lighters, and all the fairy sticks were connected in the middle The leads burned all the way.

Just at zero o'clock, the "stars" made up of fairy sticks lit up all of a sudden, shining against the backdrop of the night.

Mu Zeyu shouted loudly to them: "Happy 21st Birthday Brother Xingxing/Yuxing/Yuxing!"

The three people who didn't have a tacit understanding looked at each other because of the different names, and finally Mu Ze jumped up like a hair: "It's agreed that they are called Xing Xing!"

He Ying smiled, walked to Zhan Yuxing with two separately lit fairy sticks, and handed one to him, the silver light of the fairy sticks set off his handsome face.

When Zhan Yuxing heard it, He Ying said to him very gently: "Brother Yuxing, happy 21st birthday, very happy that you came to this world."

Zhan Yuxing also heard that something broke out of his heart.

It was no longer the kind of emotion left to him by the original body, but his own throbbing towards He Ying, which germinated.

The author has something to say: The small theater——

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"Why is this thing so difficult to stick?" Mu Zeyu squatted on the ground with a sad face to stick the fairy stick. Although the bottom had been tapered a bit thicker as He Ying said, it still couldn't stand.

"Speak less and do more, time is running out." Wu Xu buried his head in his work seriously, and from time to time, he would look at Zhan Yuxing in fear to see if Zhan Yuxing had noticed them.

Wen Kanxi moved the fastest, he quickly finished his part, and started to help Wu Xu post.

"Fortunately, the youngest figured out this way to celebrate his birthday, and he was really patient, and connected the lead wires on it." Mu Zeyu said with emotion.

"Single for 18 years, hand speed is not for nothing." He Ying squinted her eyes, "Brother Mu, you have been single for 23 years, why are you still so weak?"

Muze language: ...Male Gobi! ! !

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The next morning, the cleaning lady who routinely cleaned Area C of the artist's dormitory saw the black stars on the ground at the entrance of the Windfall dormitory due to burning, and jumped violently.

"Which brats set off fireworks secretly!!!"

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Friendly reminder:

This may not be a safe behavior, and I have never tried it, so everyone must not learn from He Ying!

He Ying:?

感谢在2021-08-2021:29:29~2021-08-2220:56:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: 12 rabbit fat to be eaten;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：荼荼做事图图当60瓶；咖啡豆18瓶；小笨蛋QAQ、你是我的太阳10瓶；结婚撒花?5瓶；hshhshghs4瓶；狮渝、鱼儿蓝2瓶；栖羽、楠音1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!