Chapter 147

After breakfast, seeing one luxury car after another drive out of the courtyard, He Lele let out a long sigh. After cleaning up the kitchen, she returned to her room to make up for lost sleep.

Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, the unhappy things will have gone far away.

Fortunately, fortunately, humans are animals that are good at forgetting and good at deceiving themselves.

Saying he was helping her with something, but for two consecutive days, as soon as Jiejie returned to the apartment, he would be by her side, continuing to take her for walks and chat as if nothing had happened.

She had long since lost the mood to chat with him, but he told interesting stories tirelessly until he made her laugh. Every time she passed that four-leaf clover, she would stop and take a look, treating it as comfort.

Although she had no feelings for Jiejie at all, there was one thing he did that made her feel grateful: he helped her borrow Qin Zhixiu’s recording studio to record audio. She didn't accept it; the more favors she owed them, the more awkward she felt.

Perhaps it was because of the backlog of work from her previous injury, but after Mu Wei restarted work, he was busy until very late every day before returning, and by that time... she was already beneath Jiejie.

Once, Jiejie pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window, violating her from behind, and when Mu Wei’s car drove through the courtyard, it stopped under the apartment building for a long time before heading to the garage.

She was nervous and ashamed. She didn't know if Mu Wei had seen anything from below, and she struggled to beg Jiejie to leave the floor-to-ceiling window, but Jiejie thrust even more violently.

How bad can a man be... Jiejie provided an annotation for her.

September 19th, cloudy.

Early in the morning, Jiejie and Qin Zhixiu sat in the apartment’s administrator’s cart together, and the one driving... was her.

Today was the day to record the duet single.

She didn't know what the rules of the entertainment industry and the record industry were, but she had really never heard of any popular singer looking for a layman to sing a duet single. Jiejie mocked her for being ignorant, saying that this single was not included in the album, but served as a lead single to warm up the album, with a mysterious female singer as a gimmick, enough for the media to write articles about it. Even if Qin Zhixiu didn't promote it much, there was no need to worry about exposure.

They weren't worried, but she was...

Writer’s Words:

Are there still sisters saying Jiangshan is the biological mother of the soft mine owner? *Hehe*~ But he will be back soon~ Actors are like this~ It’s common for them to be away from home for years while filming~ *Cough, cough*~

My IE seems to have hung up~ I can only use my mobile phone to post~ Posting the text first~~ Then slowly organize the gift box~ I’ll modify it after I finish organizing~~~ Love you all~

☆, (10 Fresh Coins) Chapter 157: A New World

"Teacher Yuan!" "Teacher Yuan, good morning!"

Following behind Jiejie, watching everyone they met along the way respectfully greeting the mustachioed recording engineer beside Jiejie, while only nodding faintly to Jiejie and Qin Zhixiu, He Lele’s eyes couldn't help but float with a faint smile.

Whether it was a star or a media company director, dazzling fame and profit could at most be exchanged for people’s envy, but to gain the heartfelt respect of others, one ultimately had to rely on personality charm and top-tier strength.

This recording was still in the same recording studio as last time. In fact, this duet song had already been created, and the main reason it was only being recorded now was to wait for the schedule of this mustachioed recording engineer. These professionals hidden behind actors, singers, and hosts are usually only seen by the world in the credits of programs and records, and the weight and meaning represented by their names or code names are only truly understood by those in the know.

"Where is the little beauty from last time?" The recording engineer Yuan Ming asked while debugging the equipment.

"On the other side of the earth." In the control room, smoking was not allowed, so Jiejie could only hold a cigarette to satisfy his craving.

"Why? Isn't she your person?"

"No."

"Then... what about her?"

Jiejie followed Yuan Ming’s thin, bony finger to look at He Lele in the recording studio, smiling meaningfully. "She is, and she isn't."

"...Is she or isn't she?" Yuan Ming’s tone was very serious.

"She is my person, but not my artist." Jiejie took the cigarette out of his mouth, put it back in the pack, and took a pair of monitoring headphones to put on.

"...A waste of heaven’s gift." Yuan Ming glanced at Jiejie and muttered.

"*Mm*?" Jiejie didn't hear clearly, but seeing that Yuan Ming didn't speak again, he didn't pursue it.

In the studio, He Lele looked at Jiejie through the glass, feeling a bit doubtful—didn't Qin Zhixiu say last time that this recording engineer liked to work independently and strictly forbade onlookers?

Before she could think carefully, melodious music came through the headphones. She closed her eyes, immersing herself in the moving melody. At this moment, she just wanted to turn into a small musical note and melt into the river of music.

A song took about half an hour to record. He Lele didn't know how this speed was, because she couldn't see anything from the expressions of the recording engineer and Qin Zhixiu. She heard that this kind of top-tier recording studio charged by the hour, and the price was high. She was worried that her amateurism would delay Qin Zhixiu’s work.

Qin Zhixiu had other songs to record, so Jiejie took He Lele out of the recording studio first.

"Don't you want to learn voice acting? Come." Hugging He Lele’s waist, Jiejie took He Lele to several other recording studios, introduced her to several famous voice actors, and even helped her get a lot of their exclusive materials. Hearing the voice changes and emotional transitions of professional voice actors with her own ears, He Lele felt as if a new world had opened up before her eyes, almost making her unable to suppress her burgeoning excitement.

Watching He Lele holding her old cloth bag tightly with a flushed little face, Jiejie curled his lips in a wicked smile.

"I’m going to the restroom."

"*Mm*!" Holding the discs in her bag, He Lele nodded, unable to calm her mood. She knew she shouldn't owe Jiejie any more favors, but, but... one last time! One last time! He Lele warned herself, and by the way, looked at Jiejie—wasn't he going to the restroom? Why hadn't he gone yet?

"How about, going with me?"

"..." He Lele’s little face instantly looked like a peeled lychee.

"Just kidding!" Jiejie pinched her little face amusedly, holding a charming, shallow smile, and turned away dashingly.