ten year dream

After entering the recording studio, Liang Xingjue's heart still didn't let up, and he seemed a little absent-minded when he stood beside the sofa.

"Xingjue, open your voice first." After Mo Zheng finished speaking, he went to start the device, but found that the person beside him did not move.

"Xingjue?" Mo Zheng called again.

"Huh?" Liang Xingjue came back to his senses, and immediately apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Mo Zheng smiled, and then comforted him: "A Sheng has always had such a temper, don't worry about it."

Liang Xingjue nodded, he had seen enough about Duan Sheng's power and didn't care too much, but when he walked past that person, he couldn't help thinking, why would such a powerful person lose Brother Zheng?Why is the relationship that has surpassed ten years still broken?

He wanted to ask Mo Zheng, but he didn't have that qualification.

Liang Xingjue went to the recording room, closed the door, and opened his voice. He has been busy with filming recently, so his voice has fallen off during practice, and his own listening is a bit dry.

Mo Zheng turned on the device, sat in front of the computer and asked the recording room: "Xingjue, are you ready?"

"Oh, all right." Liang Xingjue replied.

"Then let's start." Mo Zheng put on the earphones as he said.

Liang Xingjue also took off the earphones in the recording room and put them on. Mo Zheng's voice came through the earphones, "Xingjue, you should familiarize yourself with the parts I sing first, and then sing along."

Following the click of the mouse, a deep voice slowly entered Liang Xingjue's eardrums.

"Looking back/The ruins of people's hearts/Fate has been betrayed/You and I are independent/...Born bond/There is no regret in dreams/The world is safe/The world is safe..."

The bassoon-like voice is majestic and soft, and it is even more subtle under the soothing soundtrack.After Liang Xingjue listened to it, he felt that his whole body was immersed in the music.

"Xingjue, can you do it now?" the owner of the voice asked.

Liang Xingjue made an OK gesture, and the music passed through his eardrums again.He doesn't sing many parts, just accompanies the chorus part.

After Liang Xingjue finished singing for the first time, Mo Zheng frowned slightly.

Liang Xingjue's strength lies in originality, but the vocal range is not wide, and the timbre is not as full as Yuan Weiqi or Huo Wenxuan.This kind of voice will not cause too much problem when the lead singer, but the backing vocals are a bit stagnant.

"Xingjue, let's do it again." Mo Zheng worried that he would be lost, so he didn't make any further comments, and let him try to change it himself.

After all, Liang Xingjue has been a trainee for so many years, and he knows what kind of singing he is, but he is still somewhat discouraged and irritable.

After recording about five times, Liang Xingjue opened his voice completely and it sounded much better.

Mo Zheng played the voices of the two together. His own voice was low-pitched, while Liang Xingjue's voice was not very full, but when they were put together, they unexpectedly matched each other.

Liang Xingjue was also pleasantly surprised when he heard it in the recording room, as if the two just filled in each other's shortcomings and merged into a perfect tune.

"Very good." Mo Zheng listened to the harmony part several times, with some appreciation in his eyes.

Liang Xingjue gained confidence immediately, and said to the recording room: "Brother Zheng, let me record a few more times."

Mo Zheng raised his hand to look at his watch, and couldn't help frowning.Liang Xingjue didn't sing many parts, and his voice happened to be at the most relaxed time, so it would be great if he could sing a few more times.However, it is already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Liang Xingjue's house is far away from the company. Going back too late may affect tomorrow's filming.

Looking up, Liang Xingjue's eyes were full of confidence.If it is interrupted at this time, I don't know if it will have such an effect in a few days.

Mo Zheng pondered, and said, "Then let's do it again."

Liang Xingjue was very excited, more and more satisfied every time, he sang until his voice was a little hoarse before leaving the recording room.

When Mo Zheng looked at his watch for the second time, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. Liang Xingjue came out to look at his phone, and exclaimed, "It's already two o'clock?"

"Yeah." Mo Zheng also nodded helplessly, he forgot to check the time after he got into work.Even if Liang Xingjue is sent back now, he may only be able to sleep for about three hours.

"Xingjue." Mo Zheng put down his earphones and stood up, saying: "The two of us may have to rest at the company."

The sound of the shower swishing echoed in his ears, Liang Xingjue shut himself in the private shower room, his whole face flushed with blood.

The company has a full set of washing equipment and a specially arranged rest room for the staff to catch up on sleep.During the competition, they all lived in the trainee apartment next to the company. After exercising in the company gym, they often ran to the bathroom next to them to take a shower.There are five single rooms in the bathroom, which can only cover the middle part, leaving everything below the calves and above the shoulders exposed.Especially Liang Xingjue and Mo Zheng, who are taller, can see two red dots on their chests with a little stepping on their feet.

Mo Zheng washed his hair in the first private room, while Liang Xingjue was in the fifth farthest private room. After flushing the water, he became at a loss.

He said he wanted to go back, but Mo Zheng insisted on shooting today, and there was not enough time to rest when he went back.He seemed to refute it, but in the end it became like this.

Liang Xingjue turned his head slightly, and saw Mo Zheng tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes. His short hair was wrapped in white foam, some of which fell on his strong shoulders, looking strong and sexy.

Liang Xingjue quickly looked back, but the heat in his whole body was pouring straight down.After squeezing the shampoo and rubbing it messily on his head, Liang Xingjue closed his eyes and rubbed his scalp vigorously.Not to mention that this perverted company has monitors everywhere, if Mo Zheng finds out that he is abnormal, then he can roll into the water pump.

Mo Zheng quickly took a shower, dried off the drops of water, got dressed, and then went to the mirror to dry his hair.

Liang Xingjue buried his head even deeper when he heard the sound, but it's a pity that he was so tall that he could see his back no matter how bent he was.

The mirror is very large and directly accommodates the five shower rooms.Mo Zheng picked up the hair dryer next to the mirror, and he could see Liang Xingjue bending himself into an arch bridge from the mirror without looking sideways.

Maybe the decision to ask him to sing a few more times was wrong, Mo Zheng sighed secretly.Liang Xingjue was a talented child, he didn't want him to be buried, but he also didn't want to have other entanglements besides this.The relationship with Duan Sheng is like a serious illness, which has already made him exhausted.

"what!"

Mo Zheng was immersed in boredom when he heard a small cry from behind.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zheng asked after turning off the hair dryer.

Liang Xingjue used his hand to catch the water and kept rubbing his closed right eye, "The shower gel jumped into the eye."

Although it was a somewhat tragic accident, Mo Zheng couldn't help laughing.It makes sense for shampoo to get in eyes, but what's wrong with shower gel getting in eyes?

Liang Xingjue barely opened his eyes after rubbing them, they were pitifully red, like a little rabbit with drooping ears.

Mo Zheng smiled and continued to blow his hair.From the mirror, Liang Xingjue could see him sneaking a glance at him, and when he noticed the mirror in front of him, it immediately turned into an arch bridge again.

Mo Zheng's heart trembled a little, he turned on the hair dryer to the maximum, quickly dried his hair, and said, "Xingjue, I'm going to the lounge first."

"Oh, good." Liang Xingjue buried his head for fear of being noticed that he was blushing.

Mo Zheng didn't linger long, put the hair dryer back in place and left the bathroom.

After Mo Zheng went out, Liang Xingjue couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his sore right eye again, and continued to take a bath.

After washing, Liang Xingjue went to the waiting room. He also worked hard during competitions, and often fell asleep in the practice room from exhaustion. Sometimes his teammates would wake him up, and sometimes they would gently move him into the room. Rest room, didn't tell him to go back to the dormitory until it was over.At that time, he often lost his temper and blamed his companions for not waking him up to continue training. Now that he thinks about it, he is annoying enough.

When I arrived at the lounge, I saw Mo Zheng sitting in an open room, pointed to the side and said, "Xingjue, you can sleep in the next room. We will leave the company at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Oh." Liang Xingjue replied blankly, then opened another room.

In fact, there are three beds in each rest room, so they can sleep in one... No!

Liang Xingjue slapped himself in the face, he didn't want to sleep with Mo Zheng!After all, Mo Zheng's ex-lover is a man, and he also knows that he likes him, so it's certain to be on guard, there is no problem at all, there is no problem at all, he doesn't have any strange thoughts!

After taking a few breaths, Liang Xingjue took out a set of clean bedding from the cabinet, spread it out, and quickly got in.After covering himself like a gopher for a while, Liang Xingjue stretched out his head and looked at the wall with his eyes wide open.

Mo Zheng is behind this wall.

Liang Xingjue hugged the quilt tightly, his heart beating chaotically like a drumbeat.This kind of restlessness directly led to the germination of some desires, Liang Xingjue was speechless, is he a little devil who just fell in love?Why can't you accept any stimulation?

In order to suppress this urge, Liang Xingjue began to recite his lines.But he suddenly remembered the opening scene in his mind, he took Mo Zheng's sparkling cigarette butt between his two thin lips, and leaned forward to light his own cigarette.There is also Mo Zheng's broad back, the body washed by the bath water, and the strong shoulders covered with foam...

Liang Xingjue twisted his legs impatiently, and involuntarily reached down with his right hand.Although the monitor cannot receive images when the lights are turned off, there is no guarantee that the sound will not be recorded.Liang Xingjue clenched his teeth, but his whole body felt uncomfortable like a fire.

Mo Zheng's short hair that is as tough as steel needles, long eyelashes, scary eyes when he is not smiling, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips that are full of evil spirits when they are occasionally raised, all make him lose reason.

At the last moment, Liang Xingjue buried his face in the pillow fiercely, biting the cotton wool for fear of making the slightest sound.

Until his trembling body calmed down, Liang Xingjue quickly took out a tissue and wiped it under the quilt with the monitor behind his back, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Liang Xingjue pulled up the quilt and calmed his breathing, with bits and pieces of relief still shining in his head.Stretching his hand close to the wall, he silently recited that person's name, with apology and boundless love, gradually falling asleep.

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