novelraw Chapter 111
Chapter 111
After South Vietnam was put in, the gate was closed again and it was difficult to enter.
The two people hiding in the wall at the corner came out. They looked at some sneaky eyes and their eyes rolled around for a few times.
One of them checked the camera and planned to pass out the just taken photos immediately, and then strive to be the first-hand informant.
"Ah?" However, when he saw the photos he had just taken, he was a little confused, "I clearly took her? Why did you shoot the wall? "
Another person came over and saw the photos that were not pasted and full of flowers and green. It was a little strange.
Instead, he turned over his mobile phone and lamented that fortunately he had made two preparations.
But it's silly to see the photos in the album that are no different from those around you.
They looked at each other, strange and afraid.
After all, their candid photography is also professional. They know whether they have photographed people or not.
If only one person failed to shoot well, it can also be said to be an accident.
But if both of them are like this, they will think a little carefully and fear very much.
"Hey, didn't you really get anything from the South Vietnamese material explosion last time?"
"Isn't it being pressed down?"
They fell into a dead silence. After standing for half a ring, the man with the camera gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.
"Forget it! Take it again when she comes out! "
"What if," asked the man holding the cell phone carefully, "I still can't get it?"
This question was not answered, and the person who asked it was actually very clear.
If you still can't get a picture in the second attempt, it means that no matter what material you have in the future, you may not get a real hammer picture.
On the other side, South Vietnam was led in all the way, bypassed other office areas and came to a recording studio.
Inside are Chu ye and a middle-aged man with long hair, shawl and moustache. At first glance, they are artists.
"Coming," Chu ye saw her, stopped chatting with the man and said, "this is Xue fan, our music director of Hongyu."
Nanyue politely said, "Hello, Mr. Xue. I'm Nanyue."
"The timbre is beautiful. It should be charming when singing high notes." Xue fan grinned and motioned to the studio, "go inside and get used to it."
Chu ye said, "your teacher Xue doesn't have much time. Go and try all those songs, and then we'll talk."
"OK." After South Vietnam responded, it opened the door and entered the studio.
When she came out again, it was half an hour later.
Xue fan gave her a look of approval, and then left first.
Chu Ye sat on the sofa and looked at her with calm eyes.
"Now I believe that when you dance the night dream dance, you learn it now."
If you watch the dance twice, you only need to listen to the song once.
It's not too much to say genius.
Nanyue also sat over and smiled: "you also watched the preheating video."
"Well, after reading your edited version," Chu Ye nodded and asked, "which one do you like?"
South Vietnam did not hesitate: "the last one."
She tried three songs. The first two melodies were light and simple.
Only the last one, like gurgling water, is full of profound meaning.
Hearing her answer, Chu Ye was not surprised and smiled subtly.
"The lyrics and songs of this song were written by the same person. They had never been heard of before and didn't know where to find them. They were directly delivered to Xue fan."
"By the way, his name is Chaoyang. Does that sound familiar? "