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Not long after, Bie Han's cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Boss! I finally explained it clearly to those idiots! How are you? Is your daughter-in-law okay? Have you been chased back?" Zhu Qunfei yelled on the phone, so loud that Tang Zhuo Jian could hear him.

Tang Zhuojian: "..."

"Well, it's all right." Bie Han said in a low voice.

"Really? Oh, that's fine, that's it!"

After hanging up the phone, Bie Han looked at Tang Zhuojian, making Tang Zhuojian a little uncomfortable, the air was still for a moment, and then he said softly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Tang Zhuojian rolled his eyes, and said weakly: "Say what, tell me, you already know and you still need me to say it, and you still need me to take the initiative to admit it, are you a devil?"

Bie Han smiled, a little helpless: "I'm not talking about things in the game."

If it's not in the game, what else can it do?Tang Zhuo Jian thought for a long time, then shook his head: "No."

"Really not?"

"No."

"you sure?"

"... sure, let's go."

Tang Zhuojian doubted his life. He didn't know what Bie Han was asking him about other than the game, but it seemed that there was nothing else besides hiding something from him in the game... Even if something happened, it was absolutely impossible explain!

Bie Han sighed, didn't press him any more, turned around and pressed Battle.net to enter the game.

"What are you doing?" Tang Zhuo asked immediately when he saw the sudden nervousness.

"Add you back to the guild."

"I don't!!" Tang Zhuojian seriously refused, he immediately got up and pushed Bie Han away, absolutely don't go back to the guild right now!

"Why?" Don't laugh coldly, asking knowingly.

Tang Zhuojian watched the game as soon as he entered and immediately pressed exit, gritted his teeth and said: "I was scolded so much in the guild just now, and I quit the guild and added it back? Do I want to lose face?!"

"Oh~ Tang Zhuojian would feel ashamed too." Bie Han was all smiles, making Tang Zhuojian feel angry.

"Shut up you!"

"Oh~ I'm getting angry from embarrassment."

"I'll do it! Are you a brat?!" Tang Zhuo saw that he couldn't take it anymore, and cursed.

Don't ignore him, this title has been with him for a long time, everyone in the recording studio has attacked him with this term, but what's the use?

He insisted on asking Tang Zhuojian to join the guild immediately, but Tang Zhuojian refused to join him, and the two almost fought directly in this small space.

Until there was a "dong dong" knock on the door outside.

"Damn! Who the hell is this time!" Tang Zhuo saw that the indifferent temperament he was proud of was gone, and now he was only full of hostility and anger. He walked straight over and opened the door vigorously, and there was a woman standing outside.

"It's past two and three o'clock, what's the noise in the middle of the night so that people can't sleep!" The sharp voice stimulated Tang Zhuojian's eardrums and echoed throughout the corridor, he took a step back and frowned.

Bie Han walked out immediately, pulled Tang Zhuo Jian back calmly, and said apologetically, "Sorry, we will pay attention."

"Who are you?" The woman asked sharply, she was already asleep, and the soundproofing of this building was poor, and she could only hear footsteps and loud voices here, which woke her up many times, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she went to Come to the door.

Seeing that Tang Zhuo didn't need Bie Han to stand in front of him, the anger caused by the quarrel with Bie Han suddenly subsided, and he said indifferently: "My friend, I just came here, I have something to do, I won't stay for long, I won't stay here, I'll disturb you terribly sorry."

Concise and clear, straight to the end of all the questions she wants to know.The woman stared at the two dubiously, snorted, turned around and left, and murmured all the way before walking into the opposite door: "I'm either playing the piano or singing at night, it's so noisy, it's really annoying!"

"..."

Tang Zhuo closed the door expressionlessly, then rolled his eyes at Bie Han.

Bie Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, lowered his voice and said, "Why are you rolling your eyes at me?"

Seeing that Tang Zhuo was puzzled, he rolled his eyes at him again, and said bitterly: "I told you that I will not join the guild, so I must join, and it is very annoying to recruit this woman who is not interested in money, it's like calling out the soul. "

"who is she?"

"My landlord!"

As long as the landlord comes, nothing good will happen. Every time Tang Zhuo Jian sees her, he hides as if he saw a female ghost.

Bie Han didn't know that he had stayed here for so long at Tang Zhuo Jian's place. He looked at the time and didn't force him to return to the guild right away, so he asked him helplessly: "Okay, when are you going to join me back?"

"I'm in a good mood!" Tang Zhuo saw swaggeringly throwing out a word, and went directly to turn off the computer, not giving Bie Han any chance.

"Okay, then you should rest early, I'll go back first."

"Oh, don't give it away."

The parting motto has changed from "be careful on the road" to "don't send it off".

After Bie Han left, Tang Zhuojian realized that he was already very sleepy, but just now he didn't realize it at all, lying on the bed again, as if he was exhausted, he didn't want to move.

It feels like things are happening every day that are beyond his awareness.

When will this feeling of heartbeat disappear?

In this regard, he didn't dare to take any risks, even though the ambiguity had completely occupied his mind and began to erode every cell of him, all senses were urging him to get closer, and then get closer.

I have lingering fears.

The guild can't be added back temporarily, and the recording studio can't go to it for the time being. Tang Zhuojian doesn't care much about things, but these two things are on his list of things he cares about.

Fortunately, New Year's Day is coming.

ELC has become quite busy recently. Zhu Qunfei was invited to compose the music for the local TV station’s New Year’s Day Gala, and even extended his work schedule to the Spring Festival Gala. He may have to live in the recording studio for two months. Tang Moyan is even more imminently working on the soundtrack for the two dances. Wen Haishan, who can’t finish, is helping out, and Ma Yi runs to a concert hall almost every night alone for live sound reinforcement. , the symphony, including the remaining eight songs of the Box Band, all of which need to be completed during this period of time.

Tang Zhuojian went to a recording studio on the way, finished recording the harmony of the box band, and brought a mango mousse cake he made himself, and put it on Bie Han's side and asked him to help transfer it to several other people. It was—he didn't want to face the others at all.

After that, he went back and forth to home, the library, and the piano room every day. He didn't go to the recording studio, and he didn't play the game because he had a final exam.

"It's New Year's Day, and you don't have classes, so just play with me, you're almost done, you can't fail!"

Tang Zhuojian met Xiao Hui as soon as he came out of the library, and was pestered to take him to brush the copy. Tang Zhuojian refused completely: "No, I haven't practiced singing today, I'm going to the piano room."

"Oh my god, hello!" Xiao Hui couldn't persuade Tang Zhuojian, so he could only perform the magic of love in circles online by himself.

Tang Zhuojian caught Xiao and went back to the piano room: "It's just right, you go to practice singing too, let's go together."

Xiao Hui: "???"

"When did I say I'm going to practice singing today, bro!"

Seeing that Tang Zhuo didn't care, he dragged Xiao Hui away.

Xiao Hui struggled: "I sue you for kidnapping!"

"You sue."

"mmp!"

It is not far from the library to the piano room, but even so, I met many people who are familiar with Tang Zhuojian and Xiao Hui.

"Hello, senior!"

"Hello."

"Hi! Senior, are you going to the piano room?"

"Ah."

"Senior, I really like your singing, when will the next video be released?"

"Have time."

"It's a pity for seniors to have a miracle final last time. Let's work hard next time!"

"Thank you!"

"When will the senior make his debut? Solo or in a group?"

"I don't know yet."

It's not surprising that the two of them are considered to be influential figures in the school.When he came to the piano room, Xiao Hui dragged the stool and sat down directly, letting Tang Zhuojian sing first, and muttered: "It's hard to be on vacation, the company has no practice, the school has no classes, and you are going to be dragged to practice singing by the fuck, you are poisonous!" Mark?" Xiao Hui kept complaining beside him.

"Are you singing on New Year's Day? Don't tell me you still read books in the library, or practice singing in the piano room?" Xiao Hui asked while browsing Weibo. His Weibo was recently certified as an artist trainee under Rubik's Cube International. In the frenzy of attracting fans, he has been following Tang Zhuojian for a long time, but this fairy just doesn't come back.

Tang Zhuojian connected the microphone and played the accompaniment randomly from his mobile phone—this is what he does when practicing songs. If there is no specific song for him to learn, but he wants to practice again, he will play the accompaniment completely randomly, which song to sing which one.

In the second half of the semester, he didn't go to Li Shirui's class every week. There were no songs recommended by the teacher.

Each final exam of their major is held in the concert hall, with a row of teachers sitting below, stage, lighting, audience, and video recordings, and the assessment is conducted in a simulated performance environment.

Tang Zhuojian pressed play, turned around and answered Xiao Hui: "It should be, anyway, I have nothing to do."

"You are rich and above the game belt, I have to brush the dungeon. My weapon equipment level is only 355, and the average is 385." Xiao Hui looked eagerly at Tang Zhuojian, hoping that the other party would soften his heart.

However, the other party rolled his eyes at him and snorted coldly: "The exam is coming soon, and you are still thinking about games."

Xiao Hui snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Because Grandma Li won't let me live."

"Oh."

When the accompaniment sounded, Tang Zhuojian stopped chatting with Xiao Hui.

"hear the sound of rain".

The original British rock is not Tang Zhuo Jian's style of music, he can't sing that kind of free and easy, his voice is more detailed and emotional, and each sound is like a narrative, telling all the stories.

He has such a voice, but he is a free and easy person.

This style of music is Xiao Hui's field of expertise. He listened to Tang Zhuojian's singing with great interest. Even though he could tell that he was not suitable for this song, he was amazed at his singing skills.

After he finished singing, Xiao Hui leaned over and winked: "Hey, you evildoer Kuo Ai Tang, I have an idea."

"Say." Tang Zhuojian pressed the cut song.

"You have fans and I have fans. Let's record a video with a chorus and post it on Weibo, calling for the merger of fame!"

Tang Zhuojian rolled his eyes as his god damn fame merged, he didn't want to talk to him at all, he practiced his own.

When Tang Zhuojian started to sing the second song, Xiao Hui suddenly slapped his thigh: "My day! Combined with a hammer, I suddenly remembered that my Weibo account has been taken away! Oh my day!"

With this sentence, Tang Zhuo waited until he saw that a song had been sung before answering him: "The account has been taken?"

Xiao Hui made a bitter face: "Yeah, don't ask me when you see what I posted on Weibo later, it wasn't from me, and all of our Weibo accounts have been taken away, not just me, who can say whatever they say. It's the people in the company who are in charge."

"Oh, then congratulations." Tang Zhuo clapped his hands expressionlessly to congratulate him.

"Mom sells the batch!" Xiao Hui fell into the infinite cycle of being pissed off by Tang Zhuo's daily sight.

Tang Zhuojian was about to sing the third song when there was a knock on the door of the karaoke room.

Xiao Hui stood up to open the door, but saw a stylishly dressed woman outside.

"Hi." The woman greeted them.

Tang Zhuojian nodded slightly at her to show politeness, Xiao Hui glanced at this woman, then at Tang Zhuojian again, and said uncertainly, "Uh, what about your friend?"

"...No." Tang Zhuo Jian thought it was Xiao Hui's friend.

The woman smiled and said, "Excuse me, were you singing "Rememberme" just now?"

Xiao Hui looked at Tang Zhuojian again. Tang Zhuojian was still holding the microphone. As soon as the accompaniment started, he pressed it to pause.

"Yes."

So the woman came in, took out a business card from her satchel and handed it to Tang Zhuojian: "Hello, I just heard someone singing this song, um...the singing skills are very strong, so I looked at it for a while from the glass frame of the door , I am a scout from Baixie Music Co., Ltd., can we chat?"

Tang Zhuojian took the business card, looked at it politely, raised his head and put on a smirk: "Sorry, I don't want to be an artist."

The woman looked at him in surprise: "Don't want to be an artist? Ha, this is the first time I met a classmate who majored in pop singing and didn't want to be an artist. Well, it's also very difficult for me to meet someone with such good looks, temperament, and potential." , in fact, we can communicate and communicate.”

Xiao Hui just looked at the two of them silently, muttering in his heart, how many people can't ask the scout to take a look, as if Tang Zhuojian refused to play.

Tang Zhuojian's attitude was very firm. Women don't want to talk too much, so he didn't push any more. When he left, he left a sentence saying: "There is the company's phone number and mine on the business card. If you figure it out, you can contact me at any time. Happy New Year's Day."

"happy New Year."

As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Hui sat back down like an old man, crossed his legs and shook, and read in his standard voice: "Yes, we are called evildoers and cute Tang. Don't panic when you see the world. Fame has a chance." Never rob, only leave a voice, the future will last forever!"

Tang Zhuo saw a smirk: "...you should change your career, don't sing, singing is suitable for you."