Chapter 51 tui, scumbag!
It was not impulsive that Wang Zihuan asked Pei Qianyi to sing. The song "Rewind" is so popular on earth, and a lot of it has to do with the emotions of the singer Jolin Tsai and the story of "Double J". The quality of the song itself lies in Jay Chou's The work is not very high.

If he sings it himself, he will be popular for a while while taking advantage of the popularity of "Love", but the follow-up will definitely be weak.As for Pei Qianyi, not only is she famous, but also letting her embody the emotions of the past, perhaps she can recreate Jolin's classic.

Whether to make money for a while or to make money all the time, Wang Zihuan decided to choose the latter.

"Really sing for me?" Pei Qianyi asked.

"Uh, okay, let's talk about how to divide the song proceeds first." The prince said with a jovial smile.

If your request is too high, then I'll sing it myself.

Pei Qianyi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Why don't you be so honest?"

"I like this song very much. If you sing it for me, I don't have to pay for it." She said with a smile, seemingly very happy.

"That won't work. If you cooperate with me, you have to achieve a win-win situation for me to feel at ease." Wang Zihuan said seriously and firmly, "This is my insistence."

Please, I want to prostitute you for nothing, but if I go back and cheat on Li Wanxin, explain it!
Could it be because of feelings?Then I will become the news the next day.

"Why do you have this strange insistence?"

Pei Qianyi shook her head. Seeing that Wang Zihuan was not joking, she pondered for a moment and said, "Then it will be [-] points, I will give you [-] points, and the cost of arranging and recording the musical instruments will also be mine."

"No problem." Wang Zihuan nodded. Based on his current reputation, he took advantage of it.

"Then let's start recording the demo now. I think it's best to record it today."

He looked at the time, 2 p.m.

Pei Qianyi smiled and tapped Wang Zihuan's forehead with her finger, "You're in a hurry, I'm in a hurry. I'll go drink a glass of warm water to moisten my throat first."

Pei Qianyi's work efficiency is very high. She sent the music score to the staff of "Qianqian Jingting" before entering the recording studio, so that they can become familiar with the music and record the divided parts as soon as possible.

Wang Zihuan put on his headphones in the central control room, looked at Pei Qianyi on the other side of the glass and said, "Ayi, how are you? Are you familiar with the melody?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem. Let me try it out first to get a feel for it."

Pei Qianyi made an OK gesture.

"Then let's get started." Wang Zihuan looked at the sound engineer on the side.

Soon, the first performance was completed. Pei Qianyi's singing skills were not weaker than Wang Zihuan's "advanced version of singing skills". Overall, it sounded better than Wang Zihuan's version, but it also did not enter the stage. in emotion.

Because Wang Zihuan had heard the original version, he knew how this song should feel when sung. He was not very satisfied with the current result, so he said to Mike: "Ayi, you have no problem with technique, but you lack emotion. "

"You can think back to your previous relationship and get into that sad mood."

After saying this, the sound engineer next to him opened his eyes obviously and looked at Wang Zihuan with a gossipy look.

"Brother, you have to elaborate on that relationship, otherwise the boss won't be able to take over."

Wang Zihuan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Go, go, children don't pry about adults' matters."

"Who's the kid? I'm older than you."

Before the sound engineer finished speaking, he felt a chill. He turned around and saw the cold gaze of Pei Qianyi in the recording studio.

He coughed and whistled, pretending he didn't hear anything.

The song started playing again, but Pei Qianyi was interrupted by Wang Zihuan in the middle of singing: "The mood is still wrong. Imagine what you saw then."

Halfway through, he remembered that the sound engineer was still there, so he turned to look at the sound engineer and said, "Brother, are you thirsty? Why don't you go drink some water."

"Huh? I'm not thirsty." The sound engineer asked with his ears pricked up. "No, you're thirsty." Wang Zihuan blinked.

"I do not."

Before the sound engineer could finish speaking, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Then maybe I'm thirsty."

The sound engineer immediately changed his mind, but it was too late. He was kicked out of the control room by Pei Qianyi.

"Do you want me to recall the scene of the day I was raped?" Pei Qianyi looked at Wang Zihuan and asked seriously.

"Uh, that's right." Wang Zihuan suddenly felt that he was not very humane, reminding others of the time when he was cheated on.

"There's no problem with technique at all. It's just that I can get into the mood where I can cry at any time."

In order to make money, you still have to reminisce. It’s not that easy to share money with me.

"I understand your idea."

Pei Qianyi didn't think that Wang Zihuan was deliberately bringing up her sad past. It was normal for singers to embody such emotions, and speaking of it, most sad love songs had something to do with being cheated on.

"I tried just now. But the problem now is that after I told you this story at the beach last time, I have completely given up on that relationship, and I have no emotions at all now." Pei Qianyi said distressedly.

"Is that so?"

Wang Zihuan put his hand on his chin and pondered for two seconds, "Then do you have someone you like now? Or an ideal man. In your mind, replace him with the identity of your ex-boyfriend."

Since you don't feel it, just use the yy method and play with a sense of substitution.

"This is the first time I've heard of this method. I'll give it a try." Pei Qianyi smiled, as pretty as a flower.

Then she sat on the sofa nearby, closed her eyes and began to meditate.

The man I like. Ideal type.
Pei Qianyi put all the idols she liked when she was a child into the identity of her ex-boyfriend, but found that she still felt nothing.

She opened her eyes and rubbed her temples painfully, looking at Wang Zihuan who was hunched over and listening to the demo carefully, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

Pei Qianyi closed her eyes again, imagining that she was back on that vacation. She was suffering late at night because of her boyfriend's indifference, and finally made up her mind to take leave and go to the capital to surprise him.

On the train, Pei Qianyi, who was still a college student, suddenly felt more expectant than originally anxious. The 12-hour journey suddenly became extremely long. She couldn't wait to reach the capital and see her boyfriend in the next second.

After getting off the bus, she went to a local barber shop, spent a lot of money to have her hair styled by Teacher Tony, and carefully put on makeup, then hurriedly brought the gift to the gate of her boyfriend's university.

Then, she saw Wang Zihuan standing in front of the magnificent school gate, embracing a graceful figure.The two people didn't care about the eyes of people coming and going, and kissed crazily as if no one was around.

A series of tears flowed silently from Pei Qianyi's sad face.For a moment, emotions such as anger, sadness, helplessness, and fear surged into her heart, and each emotion pulled her heart in a different direction.

It was as if someone had pushed her head into the water, and a feeling of suffocation swept over her, as if she was about to drown.
Finally, Pei Qianyi opened her eyes, as if waking up from a nightmare.Heartache came over me like a tide, like the tingling pain that occurs when limbs numbed by being curled up for a long time are stretched out and blood circulates again.

She stood up and walked quickly to the recording studio, but she backed out within a few seconds of entering.He got behind Wang Zihuan and kicked his butt.

"He tui, scumbag!"

? ? ? , Wang Zihuan blinked blankly.

what's the situation?I've been behaving well since time travel. How come this identity was still discovered?
However, Pei Qianyi, who returned to the recording studio, muttered something in a voice that only she could hear.

"Why in my fantasy, the woman who embraces and kisses the prince is Li Wanxin?"

(End of this chapter)

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