Loyal Dog God Cultivation Program

Hearing that his own was not bad, Yan Che felt a little comforted in his heart.

It seems that it is not my own problem, but everyone has a problem generally.

When the sound was finished, Wen Ge looked at the time in the lower right corner. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. Because he was teaching Yan Che while repairing, it took longer than his usual time to mix the sound.

"Is this enough?" Yan Che rubbed his belly and asked, he was so hungry... This singing was definitely a physical effort.

"Well, it's nothing to do with you. I'll take another audio guide in and mix it up for about half an hour." Wen Ge glanced at Yan Che's expression, "If you're hungry, there's a takeaway order downstairs. Just call and ask them to deliver food, my wallet is on the hall cabinet, just bring me some."

Yan Che went downstairs and looked through the takeout list, they were all kinds of fast food, such as fried rice, fried noodles and fried pancakes, he seemed to have no appetite.Going into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator door, Wen Ge's refrigerator was in stark contrast to his home, it was extremely clean and simple.There are a few eggs on the place where the eggs are placed on the refrigerator door. It is estimated that they have not been touched since they were bought. There are only two limp and lifeless tomatoes in the refrigerator except for the ice water.

He checked the cabinet again, yes, okay, at least there are noodles.

He went back upstairs and opened the door of the workshop. He was almost taken aback. Wenge was not using headphones at the moment, but speakers. The fast-paced singing came out with the speakers, and the explosive power was strong. The subwoofer The vocals are simply too alluring.

It's not the part I sang, but the others who sang it.

Yan Che heard him open the door, paused, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"Who sang this? The voice is much more magnetic than mine." Yan Che was still stuck on the effect of the subwoofer just now, and he seemed to be able to hear the echo in his ears.

"I."

"Ah?" Yan Che was a little surprised, Wen Ge sang it himself?But he didn't speak so lowly, did he?Moreover, he has heard the songs sung by Wen Ge before, and they are not so low.

"It's just skills, nothing." Wen Ge frowned, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Yan Che remember his purpose of coming here: "Takeaway is too unhealthy. I see that you have dried noodles in the kitchen. How about cooking tomato and egg noodles?"

Wen Ge nodded: "Well, it's up to you." After speaking, she turned back.

Yan Che left the room, Wen Ge turned back just as he was about to close the door: "My taste is bland."

Yan Che nodded to indicate that he understood, then closed the door, thinking while cracking eggs, why do I feel so servile?

When Wen Ge came downstairs, the noodles should have just been cooked, and they were very fragrant. His stomach growled involuntarily, and then he remembered that the last meal he ate was yesterday morning... It has been more than 24 hours now, and he was hungry. Excessive effort, the aroma of the noodles at this moment whetted the appetite, and I don't know if Yan Che has cooked enough.

But Wen Ge is obviously overthinking, Yan Che cooks according to the amount of instant noodles in the dormitory. Boys in their teens are eating like pigs, and every time they make instant noodles in the dormitory, there are three boxes of instant noodles per person. .

Wen Ge stopped chopsticks after eating half of it.

"Not delicious?" Yan Che raised his head while sucking on the noodles.

"It's delicious." Wen Ge shook his head.Yan Che's culinary skills were beyond his expectations. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he has all the flavors and utensils, and he is not at all like a boy of this age. "But I can't eat anymore."

Yan Che ate very fast, and by the time Wen Ge stopped his chopsticks, he had almost finished eating. He pulled the remaining noodles into his mouth in two mouthfuls, stood up after chewing and swallowing, and was about to clear away the dishes on the table.

Wen Ge saw Yan Che gobbling it up, and couldn't help but say, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you..."

Yan Che took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth clean before answering him: "I'm used to it, every time someone in the dormitory brings something to eat, the speed will be gone as soon as it slows down."

Wen Ge didn't speak, just quietly watched Yan Che clean up the table swiftly.

Yan Che put all the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen sink, and turned his head to find that Wen Ge followed him into the kitchen at some point: "Which dishcloth is yours?"

Only then did Wen Ge realize that he had been staring at Yan Che, and made a noise, only then did he remember: "There's no need to wash, the housekeeper will be here tomorrow."

Yan Che looked at the two bowls and a pot in the sink: "It's better to wash them, there are not many, and I won't know what the smell will be until tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned on the faucet, and asked Wen Ge without looking back, "Which dishcloth is that?"

"Yellow sponge." Wen Ge replied.

Yan Che was afraid that Wen Ge would say that he didn't know, after all, he was a little uncertain about the ability to cook and wash dishes for a person who lives alone and still hires a housekeeper, especially since the kitchen looks like it hasn't been touched a few times since it was renovated.

Hearing the answer, Wen Ge saw the brand new sponge by the pool, it really hadn't been used.

"Isn't it the first time you use this kitchen today?" Yan Che asked while washing the dishes.

Wen Ge listened to the sound of rushing water, and looked at Yan Che's back standing by the pool, a little lost in thought.This was the first time he watched a person wash dishes like this. When he was a child, his mother never did these things at home. Later, his mother passed away. After Wen Yang came, his father would take them to eat outside for dinner. Some of the time when his father was away, Wen Yang called and ordered takeaway to be delivered directly to his home, and then he threw it away after eating without washing the dishes.

"No, I occasionally make instant noodles or something." Wen Ge replied solemnly.

"That counts?" Yan Che finished washing the dishes and pots, picked up a towel that looked like a rag beside him, and slowly wiped the stove.

"Why can't it be counted?" Wen Ge held back his laughter, but his voice was still serious, "Boil the noodles in water, eat them in time, and they will be soaked after a while. The process is also very troublesome."

"You don't live on this junk food every day, do you?" Yan Che turned his head while wiping the sink, and saw Wen Ge's snickering face.

"Damn, you lied to me." Yan Che reacted.

But this is the second time I saw Wen Ge laughing, he laughed... so pretty.

Wen Ge finally laughed out loud: "That's right, I've never eaten instant noodles, but today is the first time I've used the kitchen officially, and I usually just boil water or something."

"Then what do you usually eat?" Yan Che finally cleaned up, washed the rag and hung it up by the sink again.

"Takeaway." Wen Ge replied, "Occasionally I go out to eat."

"It's too unhealthy." Yan Che

After cleaning up the kitchen, he followed Wen Ge out of the kitchen, "Why don't you let the housekeeper do it together?"

Wen Ge shook his head: "I don't like strangers staying at home for too long, usually the housekeeper comes to clean when I go out for a run."

Yan Che originally wanted to say what about me, did you not feel uncomfortable after I stayed for so long, but then I thought that it was a tactful order to evict the guest because I relied on him, should I pick up my things and leave in a tactful manner at this time?Wait, I don't seem to have brought anything...

Unexpectedly, Wen Ge uttered a step ahead of him: "Let's listen to the effect." Then he went upstairs again.

Sure enough, I was thinking too much.Yan Che felt relieved, followed Wen Ge upstairs and returned to his room.

This time, Wen Ge still didn't use headphones, but played it directly with speakers. Wen Ge skipped the intro and started playing from the vocal part. Yan Che suddenly shuddered when he heard his own voice. The difference is too big when I just finished recording!It sounds so much better!

Talk about the importance of the later stage!

After the first paragraph was over, there was a short interlude, and then Yan Che heard Wen Ge's voice, which was deeper than his, and seemed to be more powerful, but not entirely, as if he was more masculine. It's hard to express it, it's just that when the momentum is compared, I will become weaker.

Later, when the song was released, he finally learned from the comments that this kind of temperament is called "attack", and the comparison between the two is called "being attacked"...

When the song was about to end, the □□ on the other computer flashed, Wen Ge clicked on it, and there was a girl with the note "PV-Ye Zhan".

PV-calyx:

I have done everything in front of Grid!Just short of Staff table!Haven't decided on the name of the cover song yet?

PV-calyx:

And songs!If you are done, give it to me first!I'll see if the timing is right!

When Wen Ge saw this article, he remembered that he forgot to tell Yan Che about it. While sending the song file, he turned his head and asked, "Have you figured out what your name is going to be?"

Yan Che also saw the news, knew that the person was asking about the circle name, cleared his throat and replied, "Xie Mei Kuang Yan Xiao Che."

"what?"

"Evil, charming, maddening Yan Xiao Che." Yan Che repeated.

"..." Wen Ge was silent for five seconds, and then said, "Let's call it YC. It's concise and clear and has a strong personal atmosphere."

After finishing speaking, he turned around slowly to type in the dialog box.

Yan Che hurried to grab the keyboard: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,then I'll get a new one...."

Unexpectedly, the two pushed and pressed a string of characters on the keyboard, and pressed the Enter key by the way.

Famous song:

Call it Ysfhukkfgjkgkkkfxcmkl

PV-calyx:

…………

PV-calyx:

Greg, are you serious?Are you sure you're not rolling the keyboard with your face?How do you make the plan to find him a song in the future live?

Wen Ge curled his lips and glanced at Yan Che, Yan Che was a little embarrassed and wanted to laugh, but Wen Ge just said: "Okay, then you should think about it."

As he spoke, he replied to the frightened PV bacteria in the dialog box.

Famous song:

Just now my dog ​​came up to grab the keyboard, not this one, let's discuss it later

Yan Che:......

What a ridiculous reason!The dog that grabs the keyboard!After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become fine!

But the pure PV girl obviously believed it.

PV-calyx:

Dogs will grab keyboards too!

PV-calyx:

Gege Wucao, you still have a dog at home!I haven't heard you say that!What breed?

Wen Ge glanced at Yan Che, and replied slowly.

Famous song:

Large dogs, huskies.

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The title of the song will be announced in the next chapter~