Sweet Beloved Reborn

Young Master Xiang, as a descendant of, popular stars, loved music since he was a child. He was not interested in the plotting and cheating of the entertainment industry, but addicted to music irresistibly.

Xiang Yan had been in the music circle for a long time, and knew that some people were born with talent for it, while others were not skilled enough and needed to have their music work revised subsequently.

He had excellent singing skills himself, which could be proved by the fact that he won the title of “Little King of Music” at a young age.

Music players all relied on their real skills. Xiang Yan had seen the profile of Song Qinghuan when she came, but this was the first time to do recording studio work.

He was ready to waste a morning’s time, but to his surprise, Song Qinghuan finished the work so fast. This recording studio was dedicated to Xiang Yan, and all the staff in this team were major players in their fields. With the appreciation from predecessors of this team, Song Qinghuan had once again impressed Xiang Yan.

Xiang Yan put on headphones, and heard Song Qinghuan’s voice. It was clean and relaxed. He closed his eyes and the whole body could not help relaxing with her singing.

This was the charm of Song Qinghuan’s voice.

Netizens said this kind of person had an angel-like sweet voice.

Song Qinghuan walked out of the glass room and bowed to the staff to express thanks. Her face was flushed, not because of her shyness, but her excitement.

No one knew what was Song Qinghuan thinking about in a short period of one hour. In the eyes of these people, she was a genius, but only Song Qinghuan herself knew what efforts she had made.

In the last life, she messed up her first time in the recording studio because of her nervousness, and she could not feel at ease at that time. She watched the smiles on the faces of the workers outside fade away through the glass, which made her even more nervous.

Repeated recording of a song resulted in worse and worse results.

While Song Qinghuan was suffering the contempt in the recording studio, Song Shuyao stood on the stage and won thunderous applause by taking away all the glories.

The songs she wrote and sang and the achievements all went to Song Shuyao.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

This time, she entered the recording studio again. This time, all the glory would belong to her.

Song Qinghuan thought she had prepared herself before coming, but when she put on headphones, she still couldn’t stop her heart from beating wildly.

So, when she was recording for the first time, Song Qinghuan had some tremble in her voice. But for the second time, she completely felt at ease and was fully immersed in the music.

Her voice showed great ease in every detail and the listeners were easily touched by such singing.. Music that could touch people’s hearts was sure to become popular.

Xiang Yan put down the headphones and looked at Song Qinghuan with admiration. He then invited her to his recording studio.

On the way here, Xu Ningzhou had already made it clear to Song Qinghuan. Song Qinghuan also knew that Xu Ningzhou had work to deal with, so she did not refuse Xiang Yan’s invitation and entered the studio then.

Xiang Yan’s studio was spacious and had a nice view. Apart from musical instruments, there were many creative manuscripts scattered on the site. The relaxing environment would make people feel at ease.

“Are you interested in participating in the production of my new album?” Xiang Yan saw Song Qinghuan sitting in the lazy sofa, then picked up his manuscripts scattered on the ground, and handed Song Qinghuan some of them marked by himself.

“Me?” Song Qinghuan received the manuscript handed over by Xiang Yan with some surprise. On the manuscripts were several songs composed by Xiang Yan himself.

Xiang Yan sat cross-legged on the floor, grabbed a bass and fiddled with the strings. At the moment, he lowered his head slightly, on the top of which his hair had been dyed dark gray in order to look attractive in the filming, and played the bass with his slender fingers. “I want to make some electronic music with Chinese style.” He said as the music sounded.

The music was very cheerful. Xiang Yan, like a person who presented a treasure, then also took the tablet from the ground, clicked on his own music production software and pressed the play key.

Inside was the sound of Chinese zither, combined with the electronic sound. It was so exciting that the listeners could not help shaking the legs.

“I heard you play Chinese zither. It is just the sound I want”, he said when Song Qinghuan was looking at his music manuscripts silently, with one hand on the cheek.

Song Qinghuan had already gone through the melody when watching the manuscripts. Based on the memories about her last life, Song Qinghuan knew that Xiang Yan would build a music kingdom of his own with a unique style in the future.

“Can I try a tune?” When she raised her head again, Song Qinghuan gave a beaming smile and could not wait to play.

Xiang Yan shrugged and said, “Of course.”

As a result, the two began to have an exchange with the musical instruments. At the end of one song, Xiang Yan offered Song Qinghuan other musical instruments.

Compared with sound effects synthesized by network software, the live music played by musical instruments satisfied Xiang Yan to a greater extent.

Since the Glory Technology launched a new product into the market, Xu Ningzhou, as the project manager, had been busy for more than a month. Based on the downloading times, the new game, after entering the market, had already brought the company into the top ones.

At the end of the meeting, the team members in charge of the new game asked the BOSS to reward them. “Any place you choose”, Xu Ningzhou pointed to the crowd with the documents held in his hand and said, “And half a month off for all of you.”

In the cheers of everyone, Xu Ningzhou added slowly, “With salary.”

“Thanks, BOSS!”

“Boss! you are just awesome!”

“Wow! BOSS, you are my god!”

“BOSS, can you accept my love in return?”

Xu Ningzhou walked out of the conference room and said without looking back, “No.”

“Gee, BOSS is so cool!”

“Zhang, come on, let’s discuss where we’re going for fun tonight.”

Then a group of people looked at Xu Ningzhou’s assistant with eagerness, just like wolves that had been hungry for ten days or half a month. Assistant Zhang was soon surrounded by the crowd and his face could not be seen.

Meanwhile, their BOSS had already taken the car key and gone down via the lift to the underground garage.

Xu Ningzhou looked at the watch. It was eleven o’clock in the morning. He had already booked a place before, and wanted to call Song Qinghuan to invite her. But he thought the phone call may disturb her if she was in the recording studio, so he drove directly to Huanyu.

Xu Ningzhou was familiar with the way and directly came to the 16th floor. Xiang Yan’s assistant led him to Xiang Yan’s studio. As the door was pushed open, he saw these two people were lost in music already.

Song Qinghuan’s beige coat had long been taken off. She was holding drum sticks and sitting behind the drum set, with her sweater sleeves rolled up.

Meanwhile, Xiang Yan was carrying a bass. His keyboard player and a piano player were also on the scene, who had been called in by Xiang Yan to enhance the effect.

BGM was pure Chinese zither sound, which came from a Bluetooth speaker connected with Song Qinghuan’s mobile phone.

Sitting behind the drum set, Song Qinghuan had a smile on her face, with deep dimples on her cheeks, and the small drum sticks seemed to be endowed with life in her hands. She looked up suddenly and her eyes met Xu Ningzhou’s. Song Qinghuan gave a beaming smile and Xu Ningzhou was deeply enchanted.