mijobooks What are you going to sing in Chapter 429?
What are you going to sing in Chapter 429?
What are you going to sing in Chapter 429?
Under the same gloomy sky, several kilometers apart.
Yu Huan, slumped in her office chair, couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the message.
"I like everything you make?" he muttered to himself.
Why does my wife's speaking style feel exactly like his usual style?
Yu Huan smiled and continued to exchange a few more words of concern and care with his wife.
During the conversation, he learned that Lin Yourong was at the Fies Hotel next to Hunan TV and was preparing to take a nap.
After learning about the situation, Yu Huan immediately ended her chat with Lin Yourong and planned to take a short nap during this brief moment of free time.
After setting the alarm, I casually pushed the keyboard aside, leaned forward, and slumped onto the desk.
The central air conditioning in the office was running steadily, and the warm air kept the room at a comfortable temperature. He didn't have to worry about catching a cold while he was resting on the table.
Time seemed to pass especially quickly at this moment. Yu Huan felt as if she had just closed her eyes when she heard a knocking sound at the door.
He slowly raised his head and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Just then, my phone vibrated and went off, and I realized that ten minutes had already passed.
The brief rest cleared his mind, and after stretching, he said loudly, "Please come in."
As soon as she spoke, the door was pushed open, and Wang Xianjiao walked in with a grin.
Upon seeing her giggling expression, Yu Huan immediately coughed slightly and said meaningfully, "It's working hours now, Wang Xianjiao, what's up?"
As Wang Xianjiao heard his serious tone, her expression turned serious, and she quickly walked to the desk and began to speak earnestly.
"Here's the thing, Lin Su, the popular singer whom He Jiong called 'the pride of Changsha,' is about to release a single. She's currently ranked second on Weibo's trending topics list, and she's getting a lot of attention. I was thinking that if our official account could repost and comment on it, it would definitely attract a lot of traffic."
Yu Huan forced a smile and said in a serious tone, "Lin Su is going to participate in 'I Am a Singer,' and there is indeed a lot of discussion about it online. However, we need to be careful when forwarding and commenting on it, and we can't be too deliberate. Go and tell Li Xiaoyu to draft a forwarding message for me to see. The requirement is to highlight our attention and support for outstanding local singers, but it can't feel like excessive marketing."
Upon hearing this, a smile immediately appeared in Wang Xianjiao's eyes.
She nodded vigorously and said, "Okay! Brother Yu! I'll go talk to her right away!"
After saying that, he turned and left the office in a hurry, his steps incredibly light.
Yu Huan withdrew her gaze from the slowly closing door, chuckled to herself, picked up the mouse, and began processing various documents and tasks.
The sky outside the window remained overcast, and the indoor lights appeared pale under the low pressure.
In the fast-paced work environment, time slips away unnoticed.
Before we knew it, it was already evening.
After get off work, Yu Huan walked out of the Zaobao building with his hands in his pockets, quickly walked to the roadside parking space, and swiftly went around to the driver's side to get into his BMW.
I sped along the streets as the city lights came on, first stopping at the supermarket to pick out some fresh ingredients, and then immediately got busy in the kitchen after arriving home.
The sound of chopping vegetables was crisp and rhythmic, the flames on the stove licked the bottom of the pot, and the dishes in the casserole emitted an enticing aroma.
The streetlights in the residential area outside the window emitted a dim, yellowish glow under the haze.
After finishing her work in the kitchen, Yu Huan changed into her cotton pajamas and slumped onto the sofa to play on her phone.
Although the wall clock was ticking away slowly, and it was already past six o'clock, and he was starving, he didn't rush to hurry up.
As the minute hand approached the 30 mark, Yu Huan keenly heard a faint sound of a key turning outside the door.
He immediately put down his phone, and just as he stood up, he saw the door being pulled open.
A graceful figure, her head and face veiled, came into view.
Yu Huan's face instantly lit up with a bright smile. He quickly walked around the coffee table, took a few steps forward, and jokingly said, "Wife, I've been waiting for you. I'm starving."
"If you're hungry, then eat first~" Lin Yourong turned around and closed the door.
She took off her hat and hung it on a coat hook, her long, flowing hair cascading down her shoulders.
As Yu Huan took out Hello Kitty slippers from the shoe cabinet for her, she said with a smile, "No way, it'll taste better if we eat together."
Lin Yourong quickly changed into slippers, took off her mask, and took a deep breath with a smile: "It smells so good, darling, what delicious food did you make?"
"Come and see," Yu Huan said, leading her to the kitchen as if showing off a treasure. "We'll only have one dish for dinner: chicken hot pot, with both meat and vegetables, and it'll be slightly spicy. Is that alright?"
"Yes, yes!" Lin Yourong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
The two went to the kitchen.
Yu Huan untied the lid of the casserole, then turned the stove knob to start heating.
The mouthwatering aroma suddenly became even more intense.
A casserole dish filled with food came into Lin Yourong's view: chicken mixed with side dishes such as potatoes, onions, and mushrooms, the broth had thickened and was bubbling.
"Wow! It looks delicious, darling, thank you for your hard work." Lin Yourong praised with a smile.
Seeing how satisfied his wife was, Yu Huan felt a great sense of accomplishment.
He picked up a ladle and gently stirred the chicken stew in the casserole: "What's the trouble? As long as you like it."
"My stomach is growling too~ Honey, let me serve the rice first~" Lin Yourong said, bending down to take out bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard.
The couple busied themselves for a while.
Yu Huan used a rag to place the casserole on the heat-resistant mat on the dining table.
Sitting in the chair, Lin Yourong couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chicken, blow on it gently, and put it in her mouth.
The tender, juicy chicken and its slightly spicy flavor instantly spread across her tongue. She couldn't help but give Yu Huan a thumbs up, and with food in her mouth, she mumbled, "Delicious! Your cooking skills are getting better and better."
Yu Huan picked up her chopsticks and said with a quick laugh, "Of course! I put my heart into this. I carefully selected the ingredients, and I paid special attention to the heat and seasoning during cooking. I didn't dare to be careless in any step, just hoping it would suit your taste. In short, the main point is to make it as meticulous as possible!"
Lin Yourong swallowed the food in her mouth and said jokingly, "Although it is indeed quite delicious, don't get too proud, or I'll make you cook every day and exhaust you!"
Yu Huan smiled and chewed on the chicken, saying evasively, "I'm glad you like it. If you're happy eating it, then all my hard work is worth it."
Lin Yourong gave him a light glare with her clear black and white eyes, then said nothing more and busied herself with cooking.
Both were starving, and they silently picked up their chopsticks. For a moment, the only sounds on the table were the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the soft chewing. The sky outside the window grew increasingly dark, and the lamplight softly illuminated their faces.
Seeing that his wife had a good appetite, Yu Huan put a chicken wing on her plate and said, "Wife, your schedule has been so full lately, you need to take more rest and not overwork yourself."
"I know, you too." Lin Yourong swallowed the mushroom in her mouth and replied with a smile.
"You had so many things going on today, did everything go smoothly?"
"smoothly!"
Lin Yourong nodded without hesitation, and while gnawing on the tender chicken wing, she said slowly and deliberately:
"Not only did we secure the symphony orchestra, but we also solved the recording venue issue—we'll be recording at the Provincial Song and Dance Theater. Furthermore, the accompaniment for 'The Wind on the Way Home' is complete; Hu Jiyan did an excellent job with the post-production. Shang Wenjie happened to be visiting and praised it highly after listening to it."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Lin Yourong turned her head and looked at the surprised look on his face. She licked the rice grains from the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue and said with a smile, "At first, she thought Hu Jiyan was the producer of this song. After she found out that Hu Jiyan was just recording and that you were the producer, she praised you for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan remained calm and unmoved, but a smug smile appeared on her face: "Not bad, not bad. I'm very happy to receive recognition from Shang Wenjie, a senior figure in the music industry."
Lin Yourong gave a soft "humph," teasingly saying, "Look how pleased you are with yourself. Don't get too cocky. But seriously, you really are very talented in music composition~"
Yu Huan smiled, picked up a piece of potato, put it in her mouth, and said while chewing, "This is also inseparable from your support and trust. With such an excellent singer like you performing, these songs can be even more outstanding!"
"loquacious!"
Despite this, a radiant smile immediately spread across Lin Yourong's face:
"Also, Shang Wenjie said that if you can produce the OST ending theme for 'A Wedding Invitation,' she can offer up to 200,000 yuan. As for the lyrics and music royalties, we'll do it the usual way, everything is negotiable... Honey, what do you think?"
After listening to his wife's words, Yu Huan thought about them carefully.
Then, he lowered his head and gently spat out the chicken bone in his mouth, saying, "I won't do the production; at most, I can only provide her with a relatively complete demo."
“I’ve already mentioned this to her.” Lin Yourong nodded thoughtfully, glancing at his sharply defined profile as she said, “It’s up to you. I’m just passing on the message. If you feel you don’t have the energy or have other concerns, then it’s fine to refuse. After all, you have quite a few things to do right now.”
Yu Huan turned her head and met Lin Yourong's eyes.
He suddenly winked at her with his right eye and said in a humorous tone, "As long as the money is right, we can do any job!"
Lin Yourong chuckled at his teasing and scolded him, "You're so glib! But this matter can't be just about money; you also have to consider your own creative state and time schedule. You can't just do it half-heartedly."
“I’m definitely going to take care of my reputation,” Yu Huan chuckled. “Honey, I’ll have to trouble you to sing the vocals for the demo.”
“No problem!” Lin Yourong nodded without hesitation.
"Just in time to earn some money for the New Year, and while I'm at it, I'll buy you a Hermes bag too." Yu Huan said this while holding his chopsticks, nodding his head leisurely.
"You haven't even earned it yet, and you've already decided how to spend it, huh?" Lin Youren couldn't help but raise her left hand, turn to the side, and tug at his arm. "Besides, I have plenty of bags, you don't need to buy any. If you really earn this money, you can keep it for yourself!"
Yu Huan pried her crab-like hands away and said seriously, "That won't do. I've never really bought you anything decent. Even without this extra money, I would still have prepared to give you a nice bag for the New Year."
Lin Yourong's face was full of gentle smiles, and her eyes were filled with emotion. She said softly, "You really don't need to be so obsessed with buying bags. I have enough bags already. If you really want to buy me something, just buy me a set of skincare products. I'm almost out of them anyway."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan immediately made an 'OK' gesture: "No problem, then I'll get you a set of La Mer."
"Hmm~" Lin Yourong nodded, her smile even harder to suppress than an AK.
The two ate and chatted, and before they knew it, the chicken stew in the casserole was almost empty.
Lin Yourong put down her chopsticks and leaned back in her chair with satisfaction. She praised her, saying, "I'm so full. If you cook a few more meals like this, you'll make me fat."
"It's good to be a little chubby, you're cute! Besides, even if you get chubby, you'll still be the most beautiful in my eyes!"
Hearing this, Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't hide the smile on her lips.
Yu Huan got up to clear the table, and Lin Yourong also stood up and reached out to pick up the bowls and chopsticks first.
"You sit down and rest, I'll take care of it," Yu Huan said.
"Let's go together, it'll be faster that way." Lin Yourong wasn't going to sit still.
So the two tacitly divided the work: Yu Huan washed the dishes, and Lin Yourong wiped the dining table and stove.
After tidying up, the couple watched TV and chatted about trivial things.
As soon as the closing theme of CCTV's evening news played, the two of them went to the karaoke room to start recording the vocals for the demo of "As You Wish".
It wasn't until 9:30 that, after Yu Huan's tireless guidance on singing style and pronunciation, and Lin Yourong's numerous attempts, they finally arrived at a version that both of them were relatively satisfied with.
Lin Yourong went to take a shower first.
Yu Huan then finished up the project by editing the recorded audio and creating the demo.
After Lin Yourong reminded her to make sure everything was saved, Yu Huan turned off the fruit-shaped laptop, got up from the rattan chair, and went straight to take a shower.
The shower room was still warm, and Lin Yourong, who had just taken a shower, still had the rich fragrance of shower gel.
Yu Huan stood there, letting the warm water wash over her body, the sound of Lin Yourong humming during the demo recording echoing in her mind, leaving a lingering impression.
After taking a shower, Yu Huan changed into loose pajamas, dried her hair, and went to the warm bedroom.
Seeing Lin Yourong leaning against the bed playing on her phone, Yu Huan smiled and asked, "When I was taking a shower, I kept thinking about a question. 'The Wind Rises' won't be released until the day after tomorrow. So what are you going to sing when you fill in for the show?"
Lin Yourong looked up at him and said without a doubt, "Of course it's 'Time Thief'."
Yu Huan walked slowly to the bedside, scratched his head and said, "This song is too soothing. It might be a disadvantage on a competitive stage like this."
Lin Yourong tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, then looked at Yu Huan lying down beside her and said, "I know this song might not be an advantage in the competition, but it has special meaning for me because... it's a love song you wrote for me... it's very... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yourong's lips were sealed by Yu Huan, who was deeply moved, and she could no longer say anything.
Suddenly, I noticed the buttons being undone, one by one...
She immediately raised her hand and pushed Yu Huan's shoulder, then tilted her head back.
Lips separated.
She said coquettishly, "What are you doing? Turn off the light first!"
"Okay~" Yu Huan obediently turned off the ceiling light.
(End of this chapter)