Young voices

Sun Zhen searched quickly in his mind, but couldn't find any useful memories, so he scratched his head in perplexity: "Uh...have we met before?" His influence is at the level of the [-]th line, but he is at least a big pillar supporting audio games. Since his debut, there have been countless large and small commercial tours. If he has seen this face outside of the TV or computer screen , how could there be no impression at all?

An Shuangwu was not surprised by his reaction, as if it was normal for him not to remember, his long and narrow eyes glanced down at the scarf hanging loosely around his neck: "Hermès new autumn and winter."

"what?"

An Shuang ordered Sun Zhen's scarf.

Sun Zhen looked down blankly, uh, wait, this black scarf with such a popular knitting pattern is Hermès?In this way, he really didn't see the label... The scarf can take apart the label, and such a sophisticated person has only Bai Fumei and Lin Jingjing around him. As an ordinary person with a middle-class family background, he didn't care about the brand of the scarf at all.Besides, would a normal person give away Hermes as casually as a napkin?So... Gu Fan is actually the young master of a rich family?

Sun Zhen felt that he couldn't see through Gu Fan more and more, but right now, he could only hesitate and say: "This is from a friend, let me borrow it."

An Shuang moved the corner of her mouth silently: "I think so."

Sun Zhen was sensitive to the sporadic disdain and annoyance in An Shuangwu's tone.But at that time, he had no way of knowing where An Shuangwu's emotions came from, and he was only thinking about how to escape from the predicament.

Seeing that Sun Zhen was stunned and did not answer, An Shuang went into a state of vigilance, and his eyes softened a bit: "Just now I said that I am your senior, but in terms of age, you eat a year more than me. Mi. So you are the senior in life, don't be nervous."

Sun Zhen was stunned.An Shuangwu exudes a sophisticated and steady aura all over his body, yet he is younger than himself?Showbiz is horrible.

"Cici is here too." An Shuangwu leaned on the door frame, speaking at a leisurely pace, "I know you signed a personal information confidentiality agreement with Yinyou, so Cici deliberately separated your recording time from everyone else's. .I begged her to let me come to the recording site, and she kept stalemate with me until 10 minutes ago before letting go. So, I came."

"...what are you here for?"

"Stealing a teacher."

Sun Zhen was momentarily at a loss for words: "...Are you serious?"

An Shuangwu nodded, not as if she was joking: "100% serious. I can't sing well, the stupid bird has to fly first."

An Shuangwu's understanding of himself so clearly made Sun Zhen a little impressed.He and Lin Jingjing are professionals, and whoever sings well and who is paddling will understand immediately.An Shuangwu belongs to the type who is very emotionally driven, and can catch people's attention with the overall performance on the spot, but her singing skills cannot stand scrutiny.He thought that An Shuangwu was positioned as an "idol singer", but he also knew his shortcomings.

"How far have you recorded?"

Sun Zhen didn't think much, and replied truthfully: "Except for the harmony part, the recording is over."

An Shuang raised her eyebrows regretfully, but still clung to the last straw: "It seems like it's too late. At least I'm allowed to listen in on the recording of the harmony part."

"..."

Sun Zhen thought about it, since An Shuangwu knew that Ding Ling was himself, and there was nothing to be twitchy about, letting people listen to the recording through the glass would not lose a piece of meat.And just now, he just remembered the surname "An" after being confused all the way. When he signed the contract with Yinyou, the legal person column also appeared.Absolutely can't be a coincidence.

"bring it on."

Sun Zhen walked straight out of the bathroom.An Shuang did not succeed, and followed him step by step with a smile.

The two ran into Cici, who had an ugly face, outside the recording room.She has always given Sun Zhen the impression that she is a strong woman in the workplace, and Sun Zhen is always a little restrained when he sees her.

Cici looked at the corner of An Shuangwu's upturned mouth and sighed, but a sharp sword flew out of his eyes and pierced An Shuangwu's heart and lungs: "Sun Zhen, I'll accompany you. We pay wages, and Young Master An insists on visiting and studying, please be considerate and bear with us."

The words "Master An" confirmed Sun Zhen's conjecture.Through the mask, no one can see his expressionless face.

"It's okay, come in."

An Shuangwu smiled at Cici, as if her sharp eyes were harmless to him, and followed Sun Zhen into the recording room.Leaving Cici outside the door, she was so angry that she rolled her eyes again.

Sun Zhen went straight into the room.

An Shuang didn't follow her without reality, and pulled a chair beside Teacher K and sat down. Mr. K met him many times in the initial negotiation stage. Although he was surprised by his sudden appearance, he still politely exchanged a few words with him. He guessed in his heart that he came to the prison as a superior, so he didn't say much.

Sun Zhen took off the mask: "Mr. K, let's continue."

Locked in the room, Lin Jingjing knew nothing about what happened outside, but asked Sun Zhen in a low voice why he had been away for so long, and whether he had eaten rice balls that spoiled his stomach.Sun Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted the top of her head to tell her not to make trouble.Lin Jingjing then acted like a quail, brushing her scarf obediently and waiting for Sun Zhen to finish recording the harmony part, and stopped interrupting.

After 10 minutes, Ding Ling's recording work was successfully completed.Sun Zhen put the mask in his pocket, opened the door and walked out.Lin Jingjing was startled, and before she could put on her sunglasses, she chased after her: "Hey, put on the mask..." However, when her eyes met a pair of quiet black pupils, she silently stopped talking.

Teacher K is no longer in the recording studio.Only the shiny handsome guy who was leaning back on the back of the chair with the music score in his hand was left.

Sun Zhen spoke first: "Lin Jingjing. An Shuangwu."

Lin Jingjing was smarter than Sun Zhen, and when she heard the surname "An", she already understood the background of this so-called big pillar, the people of An's family, so it must not be difficult for him to find a way to call out Sun Zhen's contract.Lin Jingjing also took off her mask, put her sunglasses in her bag, and smiled politely: "Hello."

An Shuang didn't get up, and stretched out her hand in a gentlemanly manner: "Dingling's manager, I have known you for a long time. Cici always praises you in front of me, can you teach me some skills that she likes?"

Lin Jingjing graciously gave him a handshake: "As long as you do a good job, I believe Cici will not be stingy in complimenting you." Withdrawing her hand, she suddenly changed the subject, and asked non-aggressively with curved eyebrows, " An Shao came to Ding Ling's recording site today, what's the matter?"

"Are you and Sun really twins? The questions you ask are exactly the same." An Shuangwu put the sheet music away, and the corners of his mouth opened into a beautiful arc, "Don't be nervous or be so guarded. Am I so scary? I know that Sun Zhen and Lantang are professional among the three who will release the single, but I can't learn from Lantang's singing style, so come to listen to Sun Zhen's live performance, it can be regarded as an audit."

Lin Jingjing couldn't help believing his statement.After all, in her opinion, An Shuangwu's live singing was very KTV level.

Sun Zhen smiled a little: "Have you learned anything?"

"No."

"No?" No? ...

An Shuang said helplessly: "It's just that I realized more clearly that the sense of pitch is innate. Your pitch is rewarded by God, and there is no reason for not being popular. And I am just lucky."

Lin Jingjing let out a "puchi" laugh, and immediately pretended to cough a few times to cover it up.This idol singer who has been glowing under the spotlight on the stage all the year round has an accurate understanding of herself without any deviation, which made her change from a passerby to a passerby.As for whether it is possible to become a passerby fan in the future, it remains to be discussed.

At this time Cici suddenly opened the door and leaned in: "Jingjing, you are here. Sun Zhen finished recording, right? Clean up and leave. Someone is coming from Qinse Fang."

"Qin Se's people are here? What are you here for?"

"I don't know the specifics. At this point in time, I probably came here because I wanted to see Dingling's beauty. An Shao, you know Mr. Gao's family, just come with me to receive him. Jingjing, you brought Sun Zhen walks through the back door."

Sun Zhen and Lin Jingjing exchanged glances.Just as she was about to put oil on the soles of her feet, An Shuangwu grabbed Sun Zhen's wrist and was about to walk away.

Sun Zhen looked at him: "...Is there anything else?"

"I'll take you away."

"..."

Cici stared coldly at An Shuangwu, the eldest young master, who had been messing with her all day long: "If you're all here, if you don't go out to receive the reception, you'll lose your reputation."

"Except for everyone present, no one knows that I'm here. To receive Party A, Cici, you alone can stand up to ten of me. I believe you will be fine." An Shuang did not refute with reason, what he said was To be honest, he begged Cici to let him come to the scene today, and no one really knew about it, "Miss Lin, borrow Sun Zhen to use it, and return him to school intact at night."

Lin Jingjing weighed it up and said: "Cici, I'll walk with you through the front door. Put on a mask and sunglasses and go directly to the taxi to confuse them." Then she leaned closer to Sun Zhen and whispered, "You go to the back door, so you don't have to talk about your surname. If you look up, you can't see when you look down. Let's go!"

Sun Zhen was speechless again: "No one asks for my opinion?"

An Shuang ignored his question, and dragged him away: "Then let's go, two beauties, I'll leave the rest to you."

Sun Zhen was discouraged, and resigned to his fate, An Shuangwu grabbed his wrist and dragged him away.

An Shuangwu is familiar with this recording studio. He is different from the mysterious singer Dingling who can’t show his face. 80.00% of the character sets he sells are propped up by his face, so he came to the recording several times in person when he was in contact with Qin Se in the early stage. shed.He didn't use any force to grab Sun Zhen's wrist, just to ensure that Sun Zhen's wrist wouldn't slip out of his palm, he held it lightly.

Walking to the back door, An Shuangwu didn't take Sun Zhen out but pressed the elevator, pressed B2 and let go of Sun Zhen naturally.

"Underground Parking Lot?"

"Ah."

Sun Zhen remembered that An Shuangwu said that he was one year younger than himself, so he should be 21 years old. It's normal for a 21-year-old to be able to drive.Yinda is a private university, and there are some students from well-to-do families driving to school every day.Sun Zhen devotes all his attention to his studies, and spends most of his winter and summer vacations living in a dormitory. He doesn’t even go home much, and he never thought about learning a driver’s license.Sun Zhen turned his head to look at An Shuangwu's flawless side face, thinking of this big boy who was one year younger than him, it seemed that his life was very different from his.

An Shuangwu's car is a basic German model, the kind that can be seen everywhere on the street.Sun Zhen considered Ding Ling's salary, An Shuangwu would only earn more, and he probably drove such a car to be inconspicuous.

Sun Zhen got into the car and finally thought of asking the destination: "Where are you going?"

An Shuangwu suddenly approached him, and put on his seat belt for him, with sparkling eyes, said with a smile: "Eat."

It's okay not to mention it, but Sun Zhenzhen feels hungry when he mentions it.Halfway through the recording, An Shuangwu, Cheng Yaojin, and the last chorus were recorded, and after nearly two studio hours, wouldn't he be dizzy from hunger?

Sun Zhen watched An Shuangwu put on his sunglasses, half out of curiosity and half out of sympathy, and asked, "Are you still studying?"

An Shuang never expected that Sun Zhen would be interested in his life. He was a little surprised and a little bit happy, and he pursed his lips indifferently and said, "No, I'm an honorary student when I'm named at National Music University? A graduation certificate will be issued to me in [-]. If I have time, I would like to go back to school, but unfortunately I have no choice."

"You're not the young master of the An family, how come you don't have a choice?"

"Because I am the young master of the An family, so I have no choice." An Shuang curled his lips. Sun Zhen is a scholar who has not yet left school. Exactly the same."

Sun Zhen raised his eyebrows, yes, this is it, An Shuangwu's words reveal that they have met before, but when did they meet?Has he lost his memory? !

"Only you remember, but I don't remember, it's not fair."

"Well, it's really unfair. It doesn't matter, the place I took you to eat may remind you of it."

After An Shuangwu said this, he didn't speak again, and concentrated on watching the road.

After driving for about 10 to 18 minutes, the car had already crossed the city center to a section of road that Sun Zhen was so familiar with.Sun Zhen grew up here since he was a child. He lived in this area for [-] years before entering university.Although he only came back once or twice a year after entering university, the dilapidated but clean streets were still what he remembered.When An Shuangwu stopped the car by the small alley and saw the snack shop at the entrance of the alley, bits and pieces of the past swept over like a tornado.

There was a gentle smile in An Shuangwu's eyes hidden under the sunglasses: "It's here, miss you?"

Sun Zhen got out of the car and looked towards the right side of the alley.More than 100 meters away from this small restaurant is his alma mater. When he was tired of the school cafeteria in high school, Gao Yiming often took him, Yang Liang, and other members of the performance department of No. I climbed out of the low wall and sneaked to the entrance of this alley to eat char siu fried rice.The char siew fried rice in my memory was delicious and inexpensive, and the amount of char siu was plentiful. A group of long-bodied hairy children all gobbled it up.Only senior Gao Yiming ate very elegantly, and Sun Zhen always felt that he could eat another bowl of rice by looking at Gao Yiming...

An Shuangwu saw Sun Zhen staring into the distance in a daze, as if he had guessed what he was thinking.He grabbed Sun Zhen's wrist and dragged him into the store: "Stand still stupidly, the roundworm in your stomach will starve to death."