I may have a fake CP

The improvement of singing skills does not happen overnight, Qiao Ji decided to listen to Qian Xu first, and make good use of the two advantages he currently has: timbre and emotion.To choose a song, he chose an old Chinese song "Little Snail" that he especially liked to listen to when he was a boy.

In fact, when he first came to Beep Station, he said he wanted to cover this song, but was blocked by Si Wan and other diehard fans. The reason is that this song is too old-fashioned and old-fashioned, which does not meet the aesthetics of the current Beep Station audience. , Let him learn those ancient songs with beautiful tunes and beautiful rhetoric.As time passed, even he himself didn't remember the song much.

After digging it out and listening to it again, Qiao Ji found that he didn't feel that the song had faded at all. From the brisk and warm prelude at the beginning, to the gentle and firm lyric of the chorus, matched with his own unique timbre, it was bright and moving.

"Little Snail" is actually the theme song of an idol drama more than ten years ago. The plot of the idol drama seems cliché now, but it succeeded in making all the audience feel full of girls.The modern love story between Cinderella and the prince, together with the warmth between family members and the positive energy in the career, are all naturally blended into this theme song, which makes people feel warm when listening to it.

After Qiao Ji finished recording the song, he sent the dry voice to the later stage, and stayed up all night to rewatch the idol drama from that year.

The idol dramas of more than ten years ago, in the present view, inevitably appear to be rough in setting and outrageous in appearance, but Qiao Ji doesn’t know if it’s because of his own filter. He feels that the rhythm of the plot and the suspense of the turning point are set just right, which is different from the present The lighting is exquisite and the picture quality is beautiful, but compared with the TV series that can casually watch a few episodes, it is even more beautiful.

Qiao Ji, who originally regarded himself as a "pure man" in girl idol dramas like this, would not allow himself to relive until dawn, but I don't know when, he has gradually been willing to let the softness in his heart quietly explore Come out with a head.

Probably, it started from the moment I heard someone coaxing the cat one morning?

After staying up all night, Qiao Ji didn't feel sleepy. Instead, he felt more refreshed sitting in front of the computer.He re-listened to the dry sound recorded last night, and added a few harmony tracks and improvisations on a whim. After recording, he packaged it and sent it to the post-production mailbox.

I haven't woken up yet, but morningcall has already woken up:

"Are you up? It's time to go for a run."

Qiao Ji almost forgot that he still had this task on his shoulders. The thought of going downstairs for a run after a whole night made his eyes darken with sourness: "Uh...I..."

Qian Xu quickly heard his hesitation: "What's wrong?"

"I, I was recording a song and didn't sleep all night." Is it acceptable to tell a little lie once in a while?

"Why did you record for so long?" Qian Xu's voice immediately became serious, "Your voice will be in bad shape when your throat is tired. It's not necessary. Have you drank warm water? Don't be like this in the future..."

"I didn't record all the songs, and I still had a break to watch the video!" Qiao Ji found that he still couldn't escape the condemnation of his conscience, and couldn't make Qian Xubai worry, so he insisted on telling the truth within a minute, "That's... The kind that records for an hour and rests for five or six hours."

After talking about it, he himself couldn't help laughing, and Qian Xu told the truth: "Stay up late to watch the drama, and the inspiration came to record the song?"

"Cough... yes."

"You're amazing." Qian Xu also laughed and said, "Then go to sleep for a while, and if you wake up with energy, go for a night run to consume energy so that you won't be able to fall asleep at night."

"En!" Qiao Ji agreed, but was reluctant to hang up the phone, "Are you leaving now?"

Qian Xu said: "No, I just finished feeding Black and White, and I haven't changed my clothes yet, so I'm sitting on the bed and calling you."

His description was too specific, and Qiao Ji couldn't help following his words to imagine Qian Xu who was still wearing soft pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the bed, and talking on the phone with him—no, if it was a three-dimensional scene, he should be called Li Xu.

Li Xu...Qiao Ji repeated the name in his heart, his heart felt like a cat scratched his paw, it didn't hurt, but it was strangely itchy.

"Joe Ji?"

"...Ah?!" Qiao Ji, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't wake up until his name was called, and without thinking about it, he said the name that had been hanging on his lips all the time: "Li Xu, what are you talking about? "

"..." Qian Xu also seemed to be stunned, and didn't speak for a few seconds.

I wipe!The mouth that moves faster than the brain!Qiao Ji quickly buried her face in her knees, her face was so hot that it was almost steaming: "...Brother."

"...Well." Qian Xu calmed down faster than him after all, coughed lightly, and continued, "No. x, unit x, building x, xx street, xx community, city A, Qiao Ji, right?"

Qiao Ji was dumbfounded: "That's right... No, this is my home address, how do you know my home address?"

"Have you forgotten who sent you home?" Qian Xu said, "Usually I will never forget a place I have been to once."

"It's amazing." Qiao Ji hesitated, and whispered, "Then do you remember what I was like that day? Is it embarrassing?"

Qian Xu gave a soft "hmm", as if recalling: "There's a lot of nonsense."

Qiao Ji: "..."

"Still pestering, grunting like a pig."

"..."

"Ask where is your key, don't tell me, I'll find it for you, Teng Teng Teng took a few steps back, looking at me warily, as if I was going to kill you."

Qiao Ji covered her face; "...Stop talking!"

"...But it can be forgiven just by looking at the face."

The voice with a smile, through the slight rustle of the current, has a gentleness that reaches the eardrum.

Qiao Ji clenched the phone tightly, thinking seriously about the feasibility of directly cooking an egg with the heat steaming on his face.

Hanging up the phone in a blissful way, Qiao Ji covered his face for a while, smirked for a while, and finally rolled around on the bed twice with the phone in his hands.

...He seems to have forgotten something?

Qiao Ji covered her neck and sat up with a thud:

Qian Xu confirms his address, what is he doing?