He doesn't talk much, doesn't laugh often, and often makes people feel overly calm. But now Liao Junchen sang this brisk and infinitely longing song softly, and when he set his eyes on his well-defined face, people suddenly realized that he was actually about the same age as an ordinary college student.

If he didn't follow the path of idols, Liao Junchen would probably be riding a bicycle to class on campus now. The summer wind raised his fine forehead hair, and his cold but well-drawn profile could be quietly imprinted in the dreams of many people in their student days. .

He is handsome and ungrounded, and even if he goes to school step by step, he will not be ordinary.

After professional vocal training, Liao Junchen has dabbled in various styles of songs during practice, and it is not as inconsistent as others imagined. When he closes his eyes and listens to it, it is very picturesque.

The deep but pleasant voice sang softly, "The red bricks on the roof and the rosy sunset..."

It seems that the teenagers in school uniforms are laughing and chasing and running on the playground. The boys with the shoulder bags are bent down and folded the paper plane, and their thoughts are slowly drifting away with the fantasy of the future.

The song was to be divided among seven people, and each part actually didn't have a few lines, and it didn't take long for Liao Junchen to finish singing.

He raised his eyes, Qin Lu was turning the pen in his hand, unexpected and bright light flashed in the clear amber eyes.

Liao Junchen regained his usual calmness: "Do you think A part is okay?"

Qin Lu took a pen and marked the lyrics book. His black hair hung down and looked soft. He nodded in praise and said succinctly, "Very good."

The corners of Liao Junchen's mouth rose slightly, and he said "um".

On the other hand, Fan Xi looked left and right as if he had known Liao Junchen the day before, with a surprised look on his face.

Liao Junchen combed some pieces of hair to the back of his head, his slender fingertips were hidden in the brown hair, revealing a smooth forehead, and his facial features were more three-dimensional and sharp.

He said expressionlessly, "What are you looking at?"

Fan Xi was rationalized by him, but he still had novelty in his eyes: "Brother Liao, I just found out that you can also control songs like Xiaoqingxing. Can you also do other types?"

Liao Junchen said concisely: "It depends on the situation."

Fan Xi's brain circuit was unusual, and for a while, he imagined that Liao Junchen would sing all kinds of messy square dance songs with that iceberg face, thinking and playing silly.

Liao Junchen looked at Fan Xi lightly, "You can't imagine it."

Fan Xi: "..."

He regained his senses, smiled dryly and touched his nose, wondering how Liao Junchen knew what he was thinking.

Qin Lu took the lyric book and wrote the last word. He basically had an idea of ​​the suitable position for everyone this time. After returning to the practice room, you can adjust it according to the opinions of others.

Fan Xi had noticed what Qin Lu was writing for a long time, and he looked over curiously. The first thing he noticed was not the content, but the indescribable beauty of the handwriting, which was better than his own handwriting. Where to go.

He sighed: "Lu, your handwriting is really good."

In his last life, in order to be calm on the set, Qin Lu adjusted his mentality by the way. Whenever he had time, he would copy copybooks. After years of getting used to it, the words he wrote still had their own character even if they were not deliberately pursued.

Fan Xi's compliment was straightforward. After listening to Liao Junchen, he turned his head to look over. The lyrics in Qin Lu's hand were originally spread upwards, and it was clear when he wanted to read it.

It can be seen that Qin Lu is very casual when writing, and he does not pursue neatness, but it is still very pleasing to the eye. Even people who don't understand calligraphy can see that he has practiced for a long time.

Those who can practice calligraphy with a deep mind are very patient, and it seems that they never see Qin Lu's panic.

Fan Xi consciously classified Qin Lu as "as expected of a scholar", Qin Lu just smiled and said nothing.

the other side.

The end of the corridor on the third floor.

The staff is taking a deep breath at the moment, like a big enemy.

Now she has learned not to be blindly confident in herself, but decided to take it seriously.

After the experience of the previous three failures, the staff has now figured out that things are not as simple as she imagined, and there will always be people who don't play cards according to common sense.

But she still hopes to have a relatively conventional trainee, so she can feel a little sense of accomplishment.

However, the staff couldn't help taking a deep breath when they saw Han Suyan walking towards him gradually.

Han Suyan, who is usually very indifferent today, seems to be in particularly low interest today.

The staff couldn't help thinking about the bad reviews on the Internet, but they missed the best time for the first step of the script——

Han Suyan stood face to face with the staff. To be precise, the staff was distracted by the coffee cup, and the door was so big, Han Suyan was blocked from the only path, so he stopped.

Han Suyan, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood at the door, almost shrouding the entire staff in shadows, feeling extremely oppressive.

He lowered his eyes coldly and said politely, "I borrowed it."

The staff subconsciously stepped aside.

After she watched Han Suyan walk past her, she realized, "..."

Oops, when lost mind and the other party's aura was too strong, forgot what wanted to do.

She summoned the courage to remedy: "Can you pretend you didn't see me?"

Han Suyan lifted his eyelids and said nothing.

Staff: "...Uh, why don't you speak?"

Han Suyan blinked slowly: "Didn't you make me pretend I didn't see you?"

Staff member: "...That's not what you meant." She looked nervously at the camera, and then repeated what she said three times before.

Han Suyan set his eyes on the camera, and his expression did not change: "You may have forgotten that I am from the law department."

The staff had a bad feeling.

Han Suyan: "I can't do perjury."

staff member:"……"