Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...you don't care what we do."

Xiang Xing's face twitched, and he couldn't help but glared at him angrily.

Then, he ignored the hippie smiling guy and continued towards the recording studio.

Along the way, she could vaguely hear the laughter and whispers of the employees in the company.

"Hey, it's strange today! I just went to pick up the afternoon tea, and I actually met Zuo Yan! He was even in the first place!"

"Really?! Damn, I knew I wouldn't let Meimei take it for me today!"

"Isn't Brother Yan never taking afternoon tea? What kind of wind is blowing today?"

"I heard that a very beautiful young lady also went into the recording studio today... Hey, tell me, is Zuo Yan's new single a male and female chorus?"

"Wait! Is it this young lady? In other words, why do I think she looks familiar..."

Listening to the whispers around him and the exploratory eyes, he gradually shifted to himself. The little guy swallowed his throat secretly and quickly stepped up his steps.

Finally got back to the studio.

She pushed open the door, and sure enough, Zuo Yan came back here first. There were three afternoon teas on the small tea table in front of him and the recording teacher...

"Ah, Miss Xiang Xing!"

Seeing Xiang Xing come in, the recording teacher's eyes lit up, and he waved to her with a smile on his face.

"Miss Xiang Xing, are you really willing to join the chorus of this song?"

The teacher laughed until his eyes were curved, and his words were full of anticipation, "I just heard your audition for this song! ... If your harmony can be added to the subtitles of "Iris" In the song part, please believe me, this song will definitely become a perfect work!"

"...My audition?"

Hearing this, the little guy couldn't help frowning and pointed at himself dumbly.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, his soft eyes glanced at Zuo Yan.

"cough."

I saw Zuo Yan raised his brows slightly and coughed lightly.

His voice was light, "Aqi secretly recorded it."

(Archie: Ahh!)

"..."

Xiang Xing narrowed his soft eyes slightly and looked at him speechlessly.

Well.

Anyway, I promised him just now, it doesn't matter.

After thinking about it, the little guy took a deep breath, with a slight smile on his lips, and nodded to the recording teacher: "Then, teacher, what do I need to prepare now?"

"Did you agree!"

When the recording teacher heard the words, he was overjoyed like a 200-pound fat baby, got up quickly, and enthusiastically opened the door of the recording studio.

He invited Xiang Xing in, "Let's get used to the recording equipment first!...Has Miss Xiang Xing ever recorded songs in the studio before? You play guitar and sing so well, have you ever formed an orchestra before?"

Looking at the little girl who was confused by the teacher's enthusiasm, she stood in front of the microphone with a naive face and smirked. Zuo Yan's eyes outside the glass wall drooped slightly. Light hook, smiled.

It's such a great studio atmosphere.

...

However, Xiang Xing's next performance made the man's eyes even more astonishing.

I saw that she quickly adapted to the environment of the entire recording studio after a few reminders from the recording teacher.

What's more, he vaguely felt that he and the little guy seemed to be more familiar with everything about the recording studio than him.

Like a seasoned old musician.

Soon, the recording teacher came out and sat back in front of the mixer.

The tune was played, and under the teacher's gesture, Xiang Xing lightly covered the earphones with both hands, and his moist and soft eyes slowly closed.

When he opened his mouth, a singing voice like the sound of nature suddenly flowed slowly along the radio equipment.

"...God, this is simply too good!"

I saw that the recording teacher was so surprised that his eyes almost burst into golden light. From the moment the little guy opened his voice, his hands kept clapping gently.

Until Xiang Xing finished singing the part that she was responsible for the harmony, the teacher stood up abruptly with excitement and gave her two thumbs directly.

"That's it! It's great...so perfect in one go!"

He praised without hesitation, and at the end, like a joke, he glanced at Zuo Yan next to him, "Look at others, the first time I entered the recording studio, I didn't get distracted!"

"..."

Zuo Yan couldn't refute, he could only silently shrug and spread his hands.

But looking at Xiang Xing's eyes, it was a little more in-depth.

How could she possibly enter the studio for the first time.

Speaking of which, he didn't think so out of jealousy.

It's like an intuition.

Just like just now, when he was in the coffee shop, he also intuitively believed that she would not refuse, so he would kiss her without hesitation.

It is such a pity that such a piece of precious jade is only a small internet celebrity.

...

Thirty minutes later.

Hey, under the careful adjustment of the recording teacher, a complete "Acorus" was successfully released.

"Ayan, I can't wait to hear this song appear on major music platforms!"

The recording teacher laughed heartily and handed Zuo Yan the USB flash drive containing the song.

Then, he tilted his head slightly and laughed at him, "Are you really going to rest for three months? It's a pity!"

"No way, I have to do it."

Zuo Yan also gave him a faint smile.

Then he shook the U disk in his hand and said, "Don't worry, this song won't be rested because of my rest, Xing Mu's side should use the normal process to release him... but I won't come out and do it. Any related propaganda."

"Okay! The decision is still in your hands after all!"

The recording teacher nodded in understanding.

"That's it for today!"

He said, while turning off the mixer, he took out his mobile phone and turned it on.

The moment the machine was successfully turned on, the teacher's mobile phone rang without any time difference.

I saw that he raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly took it: "What's wrong with my wife?"

The next second, several people heard the woman's cry clearly coming from the receiver.

Almost exhausted: "What's wrong! The phone has been turned off for so long... Bei Bei had a car accident on her way from school! She's being rescued at the Second City Hospital! Come over to me quickly! You... woo woo..."

After speaking, the woman burst into tears.

When the recording teacher heard this, he couldn't help but swayed a few times, and then rushed out the door without saying a word.

At that time, Xing Mu just wanted to push the door and walk in, and almost bumped into him.

"...Ouch!"

He was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged, and while watching the teacher's fast-moving back, he scratched the back of his head in confusion, frowning lightly, "Why are you in such a hurry..."

"It was said that my daughter was in a car accident."

Zuo Yan leaned slightly against the door, and a look of worry quickly flashed across his eyes.