Xue Jiajia did what she said, and after half an hour, she drove and parked at the entrance of the restaurant.

When Shaoyang got in the car and fastened his seat belt, he saw Xue Jiajia who was more excited than himself, and asked curiously: "Xue Jiajia, today is Monday, why are you doing nothing?"

"No, I just graduated and wanted to go to work, but my dad didn't let me."

"Your dad won't let it go?"

"My dad has several companies under his command. I was internship at one of them, but after I went there, they didn't let me do anything. They were polite to me all day long. I was too lazy to go there again. I wanted to go to another company, but my dad didn't let me."

“…”

Shaoyang was speechless.

All roads lead to Rome, and some people are born in Rome.

If this world is fair, no one will still worry about having enough food.

"Great God, have you read the comments below? They all said you sang very well. It was too noisy when I was on the scene yesterday. I didn't think you were singing like this, but I listened it a few times in the morning and found that the song you sang was really good, it was so awesome."

"Don't call me a great master. I just resigned in the morning and am now an unemployed vagrant."

Xue Jiajia said optimistically: "What's wrong with the unemployed vagrant? You can definitely make your debut by participating in a music talent show with your singing voice. After your debut, you will not have to worry about not being able to make money."

Shaoyang smiled and said, "I hope it will go so smoothly."

The car often drove to the city center and finally stopped downstairs of a building.

"Let's go."

"Is it expensive to record songs in this place?"

"Didn't I transfer you 80,000 yesterday?"

Shao Yang said awkwardly: "Miss Xue, I have no source of income now. I have to think about the future, right?"

Xue Jiajia slammed onto the car door and waved her hand and said, "How much does it cost to record a song? At worst, I can pay for you. Let's go, don't talk too much."

Shaoyang followed, just like Xue Jiajia's little follower.

"Hello, we're going to record a song."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, do you still need to make an appointment in advance?"

"It doesn't matter if there is no one. There is no one in Shed No. 3 now. You can go there directly, and the recording teacher will rest in it."

"OK, thanks."

Xue Jiajia led Shaoyang to the door of the No. 3 recording studio, knocked on the door, and walked in directly.

It's no different from a normal recording studio.

There are two rooms, inside is a recording room, outside is a bunch of professional equipment used to debug sounds.

The recording teacher was a man with braids. He looked about thirty years old and dressed in literary style. When he saw someone coming in, he stood up and asked, "Are you two here to record songs?"

"yes."

"You two are together, or?"

Xue Jiajia pointed to Shaoyang and said, "He recorded it alone."

"Okay, then let's start right away. You can go in and try the tone first."

"No need to try it, let's start it right." Shaoyang knew that some recording studios charge according to time, that is, the longer the recording time, the more money it would be. Anyway, he had already tried his voice last night. Judging from his performance last night, he was still very satisfied with his voice.

"Are you professional?"

"Well, this is what I learned in college."

The man smiled and said, "Then it's easy, let's start."

Shaoyang walked in, put on his headphones, and made an OK gesture to the outside. After the man outside handed a headphone to Xue Jiajia, he also made an OK gesture to Shaoyang.

Shao Yang sang the actors again inside. After singing, the men outside changed their expressions.

As a recording teacher, he has recorded songs for many people over the years and even for many celebrities. However, every time he recorded with them, he had to practice for a long time later. However, after listening to a song in Shaoyang, he was surprised to find that he could not find any place to edit the music.

Shaoyang heard his voice and handed the U disk that he had prepared long ago to the man: "This is the track I did last night. Please help me turn the sound together and see the effect."

"good."

After some operation, the finished product also came out. The man clicked to play, and the prelude sounded slowly in the headphones, and the voices came out quickly. As the lyrics progressed, the emotions also progressed...

As the ending sound fell, the man said excitedly: "I have recorded countless songs for people. You can rank first in my heart, really."

"Thank you, then that's it. Please help me import the files to the U disk."

"Yes." The man said while delivering the documents: "We charge according to time. If the time does not exceed the time, it will also charge according to one hour. It has only been twenty minutes now. Do you want to record another song?"

Xue Jiajia looked at Shaoyang with anticipation. As one of the first people to hear the official version of "Actors", she really wanted to know if Shaoyang would have other songs.

Shao Yang hesitated for a moment, nodded with the mentality of doing everything he wanted, "Then let's record another song."

"good."

...

Thirty minutes later.

Shaoyang and Xue Jiajia walked out of the building.

Xue Jiajia followed Shaoyang with unsatisfactoryness and asked curiously: "God, when are you going to release these two songs?"

"I'll go back to watch it again in the evening. "Actor" can be posted directly, and I'll have to watch it again when I go back to "Just Just Right".

"It's only four o'clock now, what are you going to do next?"

Shaoyang raised the broken cell phone in his hand and said, "I want to change my cell phone."

"There is the mall ahead, I'll take you there."

"Miss Xue, why don't you go and do it first. I'll buy it myself. I'll take a taxi back later. Thank you today."

"Do good things to the end, I have nothing else to do anyway. Let's go, stop talking nonsense."

Xue Jiajia is impatient and can't even get back the ten things he has determined.

Shaoyang had no choice but to go to the mall with her. She took her to the Apple store and bought the latest Apple 14. Originally, Shaoyang wanted to buy the old one, which could be cheaper by two or three thousand, but he couldn't resist Xue Jiajia saying, "Buy new electronic products but not old ones", so he had to bite the bullet and pay.

When he came out, he seemed to feel a little distressed when he saw Shaoyang. Xue Jiajia rolled his eyes to Shaoyang and said, "What's the matter with sorrow? I'm just over nine thousand? Forget it, I'll treat you to dinner tonight." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Shaoyang was about to answer, but he just logged on to WeChat with his new phone and received a message.

Notes from the person who said ‘baby’.

It's Song Li.

He hasn't come yet to change the notes.

Shaoyang clicked on the voice sent by Song Li, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "I'll go downstairs soon. I didn't bring my keys. Are you at home?"

Xue Jiajia heard the voice and asked tentatively: "Your ex-girlfriend?"

"Um."

Shaoyang also replied in a voice voice: "I'm outside now, go back immediately."

Putting the phone in your pocket, Shaoyang looked up at Xue Jiajia and asked carefully: "Xue Jiajia, can you do me a favor?"

“What’s the busy thing?”

"Be my girlfriend." Seeing Xue Jiajia dodging his eyes, Shaoyang quickly added: "Don't get me wrong, just pretend to be my girlfriend. I just want her to know that after I broke up with her, I'm living a good life."

When Xue Jiajia heard this, she became interested. She said 'momentally': "Acting, I'm the best. Let me see what your ex-girlfriend is like."

...

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

Before, I was a handsome young man in his twenties who was extraordinary and handsome. I have been working for a while.

Now, no matter how you look at this, you are just the age of a high school student...
To be continued...