Chapter 525: Chapter 285: South of Colorful Clouds, The Place of My Heart, Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Shining with Silver Light_3
Pei Muchan indeed hadn’t gone far, she had only reached the middle of the second-floor corridor.
“Wait a mont!” Xu Qingyan called out to her.
“What is it?” Pei Muchan turned around, her expression as usual.
Xu Qingyan knew her too well, she appeared soft on the outside, but she was incredibly stubborn on the inside. The gentler the person, the bigger the rebellious streak they often hide.
If, at that mont, Xu Qingyan asked her directly whether she was angry, or what exactly had made her angry, the definite answer would be no.
Suppose Xu Qingyan said that it was okay not to sing that song and that he had another one, he could almost guess how Pei Muchan would respond, most likely with rejection.
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She wouldn’t accept compensation because accepting it would be an acknowledgnt that she was indeed angry. So, no matter how he approached it, it was a no-win situation, but Xu Qingyan had another trick up his sleeve.
“Of course, there’s sothing. Why are you walking so fast?” Xu Qingyan ambled over to her, caught his breath, and blocked her way downstairs.
“What is it?” Pei Muchan asked.
“I brought you a gift, I forgot to give it to you yesterday.” Xu Qingyan miraculously produced a box from behind him and handed it to Pei Muchan.
“A gift?”
This ti it was Pei Muchan’s turn to be astonished; she had thought Xu Qingyan just caught up with her to press the issue. Maybe he would ask if she was angry, which she wouldn’t admit.
But she hadn’t expected a gift?
Most likely it was sothing brought back from the Capital City, and for a mont she was conflicted. Not knowing what kind of gift it was, completely unaware of his preferences, she wondered how she would respond with a gift of her own next ti.
And if the gift was too thoughtful, how could she possibly find out what the other person liked?
“What is it?”
“Open it and you’ll see.” After saying that, Xu Qingyan stepped back, intending to pinch Pei Muchan’s cheek but she dodged, so he had no choice but to ruffle his hair and turn back to his office.
Only Pei Muchan is left in the corridor; she watched Xu Qingyan return to his office and couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh. She didn’t open the gift and carried it downstairs with her.
The two didn’t cross paths the whole afternoon.
Xu Qingyan didn’t know whether she had opened the gift or not, which left him feeling uncertain, but he could only continue working. He sent the score to Lin Wanzhou and also made a phone call.
Lin Wanzhou was busy at the mont, and it would be a couple of days before she could start recording the song. For convenience’s sake, she cleared her throat and sang a couple of lines directly into the phone.
The first line from “South of the Colorful Clouds” started too high as she lost control montarily.
“Sorry.” Lin Wanzhou said apologetically.
“No worries, try again.” Xu Qingyan held the phone in one hand and fiddled with the mouse with the other, “Just perform normally, no need to be too nervous.”
“Oh, okay.” Lin Wanzhou replied.
The second ti, it seed like she used a certain singing technique, and the line from “South of the Colorful Clouds” resonated through the phone speaker right up to Xu Qingyan’s crown.
Fuck, he was truly shocked this ti, knowing Lin Wanzhou had a good foundation, but he didn’t expect it to be this good. What heavenly voice? She made those seem inferior in comparison.
Speaking of which, he rembered this singing style—folk song combined with pop, which had been popular a few years back. There were even a number of groups that ford specifically to perform these types of songs.
This wasn’t Lin Wanzhou’s own style; it didn’t match the situation at all. He just thought she must be a natural talent with a formal education in music, as sung folk-pop effortlessly.
“Is it okay for to sing it like this?” Lin Wanzhou asked timidly.
“Yes, it’s more than okay.” Xu Qingyan was a bit numb; her singing nearly burst open his crown, “Take so ti in the next few days to record a version and I’ll speak to Sister Yun about it.”
“Alright, I can co back to Xinghai the day after tomorrow,” Lin Wanzhou whispered, “I’m still in Yuhang City now. Will you be free the day after tomorrow? I want to go see the sea.”
“Oh, sure.” Xu Qingyan hardly ever refused when soone made such a direct request—as long as he had the ti, “Are you going to wear a swimsuit?”
“Of course not! It’s only the beginning of March, it’s cold!” Lin Wanzhou giggled, “It’s just a few hours’ drive from Xinghai, I just want to go to the seaside for a look.”
“I get it, seaside special.” He said.
This ti it was Lin Wanzhou who was baffled, “What’s a seaside special?”
“Japanese ani series usually have twelve episodes and around episodes five or six, there’s definitely a seaside scene. At that point, it’s called a seaside special.” Xu Qingyan explained, “That’s when it’s known as the seaside special.”
Lin Wanzhou hadn’t indulged in entertainnt at all for the past seven or eight years and had never watched such series. She knew vaguely that it was about Japanese manga and planned to catch up on it after hanging up.
“Then… consider it a seaside special. But even in the sumr, I can’t wear a swimsuit.” She complained over the phone, “I’ve gained another pound recently.”
“The scale’s broken, don’t think too much about it.” Xu Qingyan asked casually, “Speaking of which, have you ever worn a swimsuit?”
“No, but I’ve seen others wear them.” Lin Wanzhou was curious and then suddenly realized what he ant, stamring, “Oh, is it…you want to see?”
“No, how could I… how could I possibly want that.” Xu Qingyan’s voice awkward, he hastily denied it. Who says out loud these inner thoughts? Wouldn’t that be sleazy?
“Let’s talk about it when you co back.”
“Oh.”
In Yuhang City, Lin Wanzhou hung up the phone, wondering what he ant by “talk about it when you co back.” As she pondered, blinking, Qi Ting’s voice ca from outside, along with the sound of her footsteps, loud and clear.
“Sister Zhou Zhou, what song were you just singing? I could hear it from next door.”
Lin Wanzhou turned her head to see Qi Ting walking in through the doorway. Her mood instantly lifted, she clasped her hands behind her back, and smiled gleefully.
“A new song.”
“Oh, it’s from Teacher Xu, right?” Qi Ting had long since gotten used to it and asked with a raised eyebrow, “What’s with this song, it sounds like a folk song?”
“It is kind of like folk music,” Lin Wanzhou tilted her head to think for a mont, “As long as I can sing it, that’s fine. He’ll discuss it with Sister Yun.”
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