As time counted down day by day, she was a little nervous and asked him if he needed to see those Zhous in advance. Zhou Shengchen simply vetoed it. His original words were: "You don't need to see you in advance. At most three years, I will return to my normal life track. The same is true for you. There is no need for any changes."
She understood that the normal trajectory he said was like him at the Xi'an Research Institute.
Wearing a white lab coat and taking a researcher, she made some materials that she would never understand.
Even if she wants to get engaged, she still has to participate in some industry activities.
For example, a group of voice actors under Dongshi had to record a period of charity repertoire. These voice actors are not easy to sing, but if they are willing to enter the recording studio and dub them, they will definitely shock the vast majority of listeners. So from the first issue three years ago, it has become a practice in May every year.
She asked for leave, but she never had the opportunity to ask for it.
Uncle Lin drove her to the recording studio, where many people were already waiting. Standing or sitting, they all dressed casually, smiling and chatting with each other. When it was time to open the door, two middle-aged women laughed: "Look, our best voice this year has arrived." Both seniors in the industry, often Will make jokes about her, she exhales, and bows deeply in jokes: "Seniors, the juniors have really surpassed, and even won this year's grand prize. Just laughed and laughed."
Everyone laughed.
The voice actors are good at this point. They don't show their faces, and their reputation is only in the industry, so they are all people with little fame and fortune. Shiyi looks good, he is kind, respects his predecessors, and is naturally very popular.
She walked over, habitually asking for a manuscript with Meilin.
Unexpectedly, the latter put his hands around his chest and said in a very embarrassing way: "This year's rules have changed. The boss said that you must learn to learn your voice so that you can record what you do best, and fight for charity."
"Really?" Shi Yi looked at the people around him, indeed there was no paper in his hand.
"Really," Mei Lin laughed and whispered, "Use your face as a poster?"
Shi Yi hit her hard with an elbow.
Meilin said softly, "Tell you, Wang Yingdong is here today."
Wang Yingdong, D Wang, a very low-key producer.
Very talented. The most important thing is that he likes time for a long time, so long that everyone knows it, but he never understood what he said to her. Shiyi is not stupid, but he belongs to the same company and will always contact him more or less. She has tried her best to let Meilin arrange to avoid him in all her work, but this kind of big project is always hard to escape.
She frowned slightly and did not speak.
If so, she hopes that this life can be simple.
Except for Zhou Shengchen, he won't be involved with anyone anymore.
Fortunately, all of them are sitting in the lounge.
Except for those who went to the recording studio to record, Wang Yingdong's voice could be heard, but at other times, there would be no contact.
According to Meilin, the method was really changed this time. Everyone has to memorize a specified character line, and, in order to record various entertainment effects, really don't give any hints, everyone advances to the recording room, and plays the accompaniment music at will. Fortunately, it's all the popular music of the year, and there are still a few that can't be sung.
However, there are some documentaries that do not listen to pop music at all, so they have to play it live several times and follow along.
When Yi was pushed forward, Wang Yingdong did not embarrass her.
She picked the lines she was most familiar with, and the songs she played were also familiar songs.
"In my singing".
The songs sung all over the streets and alleys were also buzzed by a talent show. She put on the headset and saw the other side of the glass, D Wang also put on the black headset, gave her a slight thumbs up, and signaled her preparation with her signature gesture.
The music was pushed up, and she followed the melody gently and hummed twice.
Very simple word.
Every sentence can remind her a lot.
"Without a little precaution, and no worries, you just appeared in my world... You exist, in my deep mind, in my dreams, in my heart, in my singing..."
She still remembered the time when he suddenly appeared. They were all early flights, and there were not many people at the airport, and fortunately not many, otherwise it would only make him feel more abrupt. Every expression is actually very clear. For example, he turned around from the left, with nothing superfluous except for the computer, passport, and boarding pass in his hand.
A plaid shirt with overlapping pale blue and yellow, clean eyes.
When he saw her, he didn't even have any extra expressions, on the contrary, she looked flustered.
Shi Yi put his hand on the metal stand of the microphone and sang softly. He has never been so engaged in singing a song.
Across the glass, only D Wang and Meilin looked at her.
Both people seemed to see that she was singing for someone, without any impurity feelings. D Wang softly reduced the music, almost a cappella. He thought, this one of the four major female voices in the Mainland, the woman who just won the grand prize, might really be talking about a secret love. The lace news of the awards ceremony that night made him think that Shiyi was also slowly deteriorating, but tonight, in her singing, it was obvious that she was loving a man very much.
Regardless of the man's wealth, she was truly emotional.
She finished her part and left soon.
But I don't know how the rest of the people in the recording studio played D Wang's jokes. Someone patted D Wang on the shoulder and smiled and said, "The most beautiful woman in Dongshi, who belongs to it seems very good." D Wang tapped the workbench lightly with two fingers, did not speak, but laughed helplessly: " As long as she likes it, nothing is more important than this."
A very demanding producer, suddenly said such sensational words, the room is rare and quiet.
When she went downstairs, Zhou Shengchen was waiting on the side of the road.
Shiyi guessed that he must have kept the habit and arrived 15 minutes early. It is about to enter the rainy midsummer, and the roads at night are often wet by sudden drizzle, with a few green sycamore or ginkgo leaves stuck to it, and there will be an illusion of softness and deep sinking when stepping on it. Shi Yi walked over and walked to him: "Did you send the teacher back to the hotel?"
Zhou Shengchen nodded: "It was delivered an hour ago."
"An hour?" She counted the time distance, "How long have you been here?"
"30 minutes."
"30 minutes?" She laughed, "Didn't you say that your waiting habit is 15 minutes earlier?"
He opened the car door for her and said casually: "If you are waiting for your fiancée, you can't double the time too much."
She didn't expect him to say that. She got into the car and saw that Uncle Lin seemed to be smiling.