The surroundings became quiet, and Qin Qingzhuo couldn't tell whether he couldn't hear anything or Jiang Ji had walked too far away.
The interrogation is over, it's all over, you should breathe a sigh of relief.
With Jiang Ji's temperament, he will do what he says.
The restless and out-of-control state he had been in during these days could finally be completely gotten rid of, and he could return to being the calm, composed Qin Qingzhuo he used to be.
Yeah... I should be relieved, but why do I feel even more upset
The tinnitus in both ears became louder and louder, making Qin Qingzhuo unable to calm down. He only felt his ears and chest were blocked.
The feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion once again surrounded him from all directions. He leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes.
After a while, the unbearable tinnitus finally weakened a little. He tried his best to calm himself down, opened his eyes, stood up and walked back slowly.
Walking up the steps in front of the studio, Qin Qingzhuo took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the studio.
Li Zi, who was sitting in the room, stood up, leaned over the front desk, and looked at him with some gossip: "How is it, has he been found?"
Qin Qingzhuo said nothing, just shook his head.
"Qing Zhuo, you don't know, this kid is so smart. I just said you weren't here, and he seemed to know I was lying. He stared at me for a long time, which made me panic..."
Li Zi spoke to Qin Qingzhuo in a relaxed tone, as if he was joking about this matter. Halfway through his speech, he noticed that Qin Qingzhuo's expression was not right, so he stopped.
Qin Qingzhuo forced a smile and pointed upstairs: "I'll go upstairs first."
"Oh..." Li Zi nodded.
In the recording studio at the end of the first floor, Lin Qi poked his head out and said, "Qing Zhuo, don't leave in a hurry. Come and help me listen to a song." He then waved to Li Zi, "Li Zi, come and help me listen, too."
Qin Qingzhuo's voice was a little hoarse, so he cleared it. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Qi came over and put his arm around his shoulders. He dragged him to the recording studio without saying anything, saying, "Come on, come on, I can't do without you. I haven't had a smooth recording session today. I'm going to explode... By the way, your kid just came over. I wanted him to help me listen to it, but he just closed the door and left without saying a word. Did he come to see you?"
Qin Qingzhuo said "hmm", not wanting to continue talking about this, he changed the subject: "Which song is it?"
"This is the song," Lin Qi handed the sheet music to Qin Qingzhuo, "here is the chorus, listen to it, isn't it a little weak?"
Qin Qingzhuo took the music score from him, put on headphones, and the sound engineer next to him played the just-recorded version for him.
The tinnitus still persists and the eardrum is still blocked, but I have no problem hearing the sounds through the headphones.
It’s just that in the past I could concentrate as soon as I heard music, but this time the melody and vocals seemed to float in my ears, blocked by the thick eardrums, and refused to enter my brain.
"Qin Qingzhuo, do you feel like you're hanging me?"
"Stop hanging me up, Qin Qingzhuo. Can you please give me a quick death?"
"Tell me you like me. As long as you admit it, I will wait for you even if there is no deadline."
"Or if you don't like me, then I will disappear from your sight now and I will never bother you again."