Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

Yan Feiran's personality made Fang Xu really want to stop.

As the crown prince of Akemi, Yan Feiran was the only one who would treat him so bluntly.Others, even if they know his real purpose, even if they don't say it clearly, they will try their best to make him face.

But Yan Feiran, Fang Xu asked himself that he had tried his best, but he still couldn't get close to half a point.

His usual way of chasing people, sending flowers, cars, and things, couldn't impress Yan Feiran at all.Yan Feiran owns these things himself, he is just icing on the cake.

So he switched to temptation.

Yan Feiran was still unmoved by investing in a studio and a spokesperson.

Even Spencer didn't know what was going on, came to Huaguo, hurried away with nothing, and didn't even tell him when he left.

When he contacted again, she just responded politely and perfectly, but didn't mention anything else.After asking a few more questions, Spencer's tone changed, threatening.

Of course, Fang Xu would not want to have any quarrel with Spencer's family. It seems that this pawn is useless.

As the saying goes, intimidation and temptation, so intimidation?

When Fang Xu thought about what happened five years ago, he was terrified and quickly gave up this dangerous idea.

At that time Yan Feiran was not as prosperous as today, but his temper was just as violent.If he really pushed him into a hurry, Fang Xu didn't know what he would do.

This stubborn character, coupled with that beautiful and indifferent face, made Fang Xu's heart itch even more.

I'm really not sure.

Don't blame him for being mean.

Fang Xu hung up the phone, focusing on the stack of documents at hand.There, it was Yan Feiran's whereabouts after he left.

The fact that Sheng Jin accompanied Yan Feiran back to his hometown made him very concerned.

A plan slowly emerged in his mind.

Since he was not in a hurry, he always had to create a gap between the two of them so that he could take advantage of it.It was he who underestimated Sheng Jin's influence on Yan Feiran, and it was too late to make up for it.

What did Sheng Jin use to argue with him?

However, a branch of the family, the group resources in his hands are just some leftovers, and he was forced to go to Huaguo to start a business.As long as he is serious, Sheng Jin is not an opponent at all.

Fang Xu didn't realize that, as he gave more and more, his attitude towards Yan Feiran was no longer just interested in chasing after him for fun.

There are always many encounters in a person's life, Yan Feiran's appearance, Fang Xu does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Outside the window, the lights are on.

The night of the city is always dominated by lights, and the figures of people passing through it are blurred, just the embellishment of the activities in this world.

After confirming the arrangement, Yan Feiran stood at the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the recording studio and looked down, feeling a little emotional in his heart.He hummed a melody casually and tapped the rhythm with his fingers on the windowsill.

Zhuang Yi, the owner of the recording studio and the music producer Yan Feiran has worked with for a long time, stepped forward, listened intently for a while, and said, "It's a good melody, do you want to make it?"

Everyone in the industry knows that Yan Feiran has never been short of music inspiration, let alone DEMO, and he has no idea how many he has saved in his mobile phone.

Writing songs has never been difficult for him, and improvising the melody is as simple as eating and drinking.As for whether he wants to make it in the future and let more people hear it, it depends on whether he has the desire to share.

Yan Feiran turned around, waved his hands and said, "It's just a few random words."

With regret on his face, Zhuang Yi said, "You are reckless."

Yan Feiran laughed and said, "You coincide with Ye Yuan, he often says this too."

Zhuang Yi gave a "tsk", "You just rely on your own talent and work hard! If you don't sing by yourself, it's good to give it to other singers in your company?"

Yan Feiran smiled and shook his head: "They can't sing."

From his debut to now, he accompanied Yan Feiran all the way.Watching Yan Feiran grow from a singer to a top star, he himself has transformed into a gold medal music producer.

To some extent, he knew Yan Feiran better than Sheng Jin.

After all, words come from the heart, and for the creator, the most representative of his authenticity is his work.

For Yan Feiran, it is his music.

Zhuang Yi understands his persistence and expression in music. During the eight years of cooperation, the two have cultivated a super tacit understanding.It has reached the point where as long as Yan Feiran gives him a demo, he can know the direction of the arrangement.

Others only see the big star Yan Feiran. Fans know Yan Feiran's preferences, but what Zhuang Yi knows better is Yan Feiran's sensitivity and delicateness.

Everything can sing.

Everything has a rhythm.

This is Yan Feiran's unique music path, first there is perception and then there is music.And this feeling, because of his sensitivity, exists at any time.

He can combine this sensitivity with music and apply it as he pleases, so it has become his unique talent.

But this talent is a double-edged sword.

What made Yan Feiran great, also made him suffer.Just because what he can see and feel is more and richer than ordinary people.The influence of many things on his heart is difficult to remove once imprinted.

That's why Yan Feiran couldn't forgive Sheng Jin, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Go back early, I have to record songs tomorrow." Zhuang Yi packed up the things on the table and said to Yan Feiran: "Give me a good sleep, huh?"

Today Yan Feiran was in a good state, when he contacted him to come to the recording studio to listen to the arrangement, it could even be said that he was in a rare mood.However, when he arrived, his mood was visibly depressed.

As a music partner, Zhuang Yi can't interfere with Yan Feiran's personal feelings, but seeing his state, he still can't help worrying.

Yan Feiran picked up the car keys on the coffee table, gave a low "hmm" and left the recording studio.

Even Zhuang Yi could tell that his mood was wrong, so why didn't he know it?Fang Xu's phone call was just a fuse.What weighed on his heart was still his relationship with Sheng Jin.

That's what Sheng Jin didn't understand. He could start over with Sheng Jin who had been waiting for him as long as he let go of the past.

However, he really couldn't do it.

Sheng Jin was distressed because he didn't know how to relieve him. In fact, even he himself didn't know.

The inner emotions are subjective and mysterious, and even he himself cannot control them.

He only knew that if it didn't feel right, he couldn't force it.Happiness is only temporary, and physical pleasure is even more short-lived. He can't act like nothing happened and return to a passionate love without any grievances.

As soon as he got home, he received another good night message from Sheng Jin.With just one glance, he threw the phone aside.

Since the matter cannot be resolved, he can only let himself go and escape.

The recording of the new album is very important, one cannot live just for love.His music is his heart and soul.

The recording of the album went surprisingly smoothly.

Yan Feiran did not leave the recording studio for several days.When I was hungry, I asked Zhuang Yi to order takeaway. Zhou Qinqin was chased away by him several times.If it is dirty, just wash it casually, and if you are tired, you can pull out the sofa bed outside to deal with it temporarily, regardless of day or night.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yi was already familiar with his state and cooperated with all his strength.

Immersed in music, Yan Feiran entered a spiritual utopia, allowing him to stay away from the hustle and bustle of reality and emotional distress.

By the time the entire album was recorded, he hadn't shaved for several days.

Looking at himself in the mirror with an unshaven beard and messy hair, Yan Feiran couldn't help rubbing his chin and laughing, a bad thought arose in his heart.

"Hey, where's my phone?"

He turned the whole sofa upside down, but couldn't find it.

A staff member in the shed poked his head in and said, "Brother Yan, did you forget? You left your phone with Brother Yi."

Yan Feiran let out an "oh", remembering that when the recording first started, because she didn't want to be disturbed, she turned off her phone and put it in Zhuang Yi's place.

Zhuang Yi came in from the outside, threw the phone to him, and said, "Here, here you go, it's fully charged."

Yan Feiran turned on the phone, ignored the series of notification sounds, took several photos in the mirror, and picked the most sloppy looking one to post a post.

The accompanying text is just three words: homeless.

As soon as this post was posted, the comments below exploded in an instant.

[So handsome!A man who doesn't shave or cut his hair can be so handsome, Brother Yan, you are the only one]

[I don't care, I don't care, I'm begging for more pictures]

[Such a tramp, please give me a dozen! 】

[You Yangou, don't you realize that the background behind this mirror is in a recording studio?The coffee table in the lower left corner behind Brother Ran, and the ashtray on it are all from the recording studio]

[! !Sister, you are so strong!Microscope girl really hammered]

【Thank you, I am a male fan】

[OMG we are still in the recording studio!Looking for new songs and new albums, let's take a look at Ma Ma! 】

[Here @燕飞然工作室@留影娱乐, Yan Feiran’s new album gkd (1)!Publicity, publicity keep up, work hard! 】

Next, all the comments were on Aite, and there were hundreds of reposts in just one minute.

Yan Feiran was happily reading the reply with his mobile phone, and he knew something was wrong when he saw this.

He turned off his phone at the speed of light, picked up his coat, stuffed his stuff into his trouser pocket, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Zhuang Yi, I'm leaving! If Sister Cui asks me, just say you don't know!"

Several people left in the recording studio looked at each other in blank dismay.

Only then did Zhuang Yi come out from the room with his mobile phone, saw their appearance, and asked, "Where's Yan Feiran? I heard his voice just now."

Everyone pointed their fingers out the door.

Zhuang Yi was helpless, and said into the receiver: "Sister Cui, he just left."

Cui Xiaoru ground her molars on the other end of the phone, gritted her teeth and said, "I see."

This is getting carried away again, and it will happen on a whim from time to time.

How many times have I said that to be a celebrity you need to maintain your image, your face and body are your own brand and your productivity.You must wear a mask if you don’t wear makeup on the public schedule, and you have to show her your life photos first.

It was good for Yan Feiran, he went out of the country without makeup, and even picked the sloppy ones to post.

If that's all, it's fine, anyway, he has good looks, and even a plain face can't stop him from being handsome, and he also has a vicissitudes of life.

But it is serious for fans to guess that he is recording a song.

There is a set of systematic steps and rhythm for the announcement of the new album, and there is still a long period of time from when Yan Feiran finishes recording the song to when the production is completed.

Now, far from the warm-up stage.

Fortunately for him, a single photo made fans guess the truth and disrupted all publicity plans.

The author says:

(1) gkd= hurry up, internet term