Accompanied by sound

Chapter 14

Le Zhen felt this way for the first time.

It was as if all the blood vessels in the body had become strings, and the person in front of him plucked them a few times with a pick. The strings vibrated and spread to the atrium, pouring into the brain, and couldn't stop for a long time.

He could only stop the vibration by pressing it down with his own hands.

So he tried to pull out his hand, but this time the opponent didn't stop him.

His gaze escaped for a moment, then quickly moved back.His Adam's apple moved up and down, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth, as if the surge of blood vessels just now had even affected his language system, and he couldn't speak a word right now.

I was reminding myself what to say now, I could do anything, but the draft was blank.It has been more than five years since Le Zhen took over the company, and he has already been strategizing before he can take the initiative without hesitation, but now he has thought about it for a long time but can only write two words on this draft: wait for him.

He had already lost all his train of thought, and he couldn't even make tentative attempts, so he simply gave up and didn't waste his energy.

So he was waiting, waiting for Gao Qiyin to speak first, waiting for Gao Qiyin to respond first, putting himself in a completely passive position.

Gao Qi came back to his senses because of another shock, and realized what he had just said just now. When he saw Le Zhen directly meeting the other party's gaze again, his heart skipped a beat, and he stood up abruptly.

Le Zhen was also taken aback by this stop. He followed the other person with his eyes and saw Gao Qiyin bypassing him and walking to the guitar stand, and then holding the neck of the guitar that he had put back, and said to him with his back : "Boss, why did you put the guitar here?"

The title was changed to the original honorific title. Le Zhen stared at his back for a long time, and finally said: "It's time to get off work, let's go home and rest."

Gao Qi let out a dumbfounded "Oh" when he heard the words, and then let go of his hand after a while.The body turned around slowly and asked him: "Boss, are you not leaving?"

Le Zhen also stood up, met his eyes, opened her mouth without moving her eyes: "I still have some work."

Yes, no matter how you imagine it, the current Le Zhen is no longer the guitar boy of the past. He shoulders the responsibility of the company and the music. Ben looked at the endless files.

Gao Qi rolled his eyes, but he refused to look away no matter what.The two just stood and looked at each other. I don't know if it was because the eyes that looked at each other were so bright that I couldn't bear to leave, or because the discovery of my own figure in the other's eyes made me too nostalgic. Make a move.

Until the mobile phone in Le Zhen's pocket rang, and he answered it as if he had just woken up from a dream, Gao Qiyin also lowered his head and sorted out his own score, which was still the score book that Le Zhen had left him with a message.

Ma Pengfei's voice came from the receiver: "Boss, the video conference with the British side is about to start."

Le Zhen cleared her throat and replied, "I see."

Then he hung up the phone, and Gao Qiyin said: "The boss still has a lot of work, which affects your time so much, go get busy."

"Okay." Le Zhen responded, seeing that the other party was still holding the music book with his head down, gave him a deep look for the last time, and added, "Be careful on the way home."

Gao Qi came home after dinner, went into the bathroom to take a shower, splashed hot water on his face, but his mind was very clear, and he thought of the words he blurted out again.

He raised his hand and touched his lips, and suddenly thought of this hand and couldn't help grabbing the other's wrist, and the music played by the hand above the wrist, matched with the strange and familiar voice of the other party, was heard Frames amplify infinitely in this party bathroom.Wrapped around his ears, hooked his throat, no matter how hard he could drive it away.

After taking a shower, he turned on his phone and saw the message Xu Changqing had sent him.When they went to Long Island Bar last time, the two became friends by the way.

What Xu Changqing sent him was a news about a recent performance at the Long Island Bar, on the last day of June.

If he was before today, he would reply without hesitation, but now he thinks of Le Zhen when he sees Long Island.

Today, he and Le Zhen looked at each other for too long, and thought of him too many times, even the names that he subconsciously called out from his own mouth became extremely ambiguous.

He subconsciously felt that the taste seemed to have gone bad.

So he sent back a message to Xu Changqing, saying that he was still busy with the album, so he won't go this time, and he will go to see it after the recording is finished, and don't forget to call him when the time comes.Xu Changqing replied OK to him.

As for the spoiled taste, he didn't dare to think too much, and hastily explained this abnormal emotion by using the reason that he just became Le Zhen's number one fanboy.

Life still needs to be lived, and music still needs to be done.

Busy albums aren't all excuses or reasons, either.After compiling the song, he entered the stage of recording. Compared with the past when he was alone and recorded with the basic equipment bought by saving money, now Leyin has assigned him a professional team, the equipment is also top-notch, and the environment of the recording studio It is also a bit better.

The schedule for the album photos and MV shooting has also been arranged, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

After the recording was finished that day, I heard the employees discussing about going out to play. One of them said that now that primary and secondary schools are on holiday, there must be many people going out to play, which made Gao Qiyin surprised that it was already the end of June.

In the evening Gao Qi was in his home studio thinking about a song he hadn't finished writing, when a message came from his mobile phone, he clicked on it and it was Le Zhen: There is a performance at Changdao Bar tomorrow, do you want to go see it together?

After what happened last time, he couldn't see Le Zhen several times on Monday, and he didn't contact him.In fact, they are bosses and subordinates, and they should have kept such a distance.Probably from the very beginning, Le Zhen came to personally find artists, sign singers, and introduced Mr. Tan Qing to him. As a result, Gao Qi gradually got used to the increasingly intimate relationship with the other party. He never felt that this relationship was meaningful. What's wrong, but now it's like being forcibly pulled out of a dream, and only after recovering does it feel that it has exceeded the safe distance between the artist and the boss.

Unexpectedly, Le Zhen sent him another message after a few weeks. He stood up and walked around the house twice before returning to pick up his mobile phone, and even swallowed unconsciously. Very calmly replied to the other party: "Okay."

Le Zhen's reply came soon: Then tomorrow at six o'clock, I will come down to the ninth floor to find you.

He replied again: OK.It was only after it was over that he realized that as a subordinate, Le Zhen came to pick him up every time he went out.

Before six o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Gao Qiyin took the lead in tidying things up and put all the instruments back to their original places.Because he knew he was going out at night, he didn't even bring the score, and all the creative results today were recorded on his mobile phone.

Before Le Zhen came down, he went upstairs first.

Leyin's tenth floor is also very simple, just like its owner.There is no special receptionist assigned here, only Le Zhen's own office, and the offices of Ma Pengfei and Funing for the time being.

Looking at the sign at the door, Gao Qi found Le Zhen's room and knocked on the door.There was a sound of "Come in" from inside, and he pressed the handle to open the door.

First, he poked his head in cautiously, and saw Le Zhen sitting behind the desk, looking down at the documents in his hand.

Probably because he didn't hear any voice or footsteps, he raised his head and saw Gao Qiyin's sneaky look.

So he put down the paper in his hand, leaned back and sank himself into the back of the chair, crossed his hands, and rested his elbows on the armrest, making a rare standard president posture.

"What are you doing there quietly?"

Gao Qiyin entered the office and closed the door behind his back.He felt as if he hadn't heard Le Zhen's voice for a long time, and now he suddenly missed it.He touched his nose uncomfortably, but Le Zhen seemed completely unaffected by the singing that day, making him wonder if he was a little nervous.

So he forcibly returned to the state before that day, and resigned righteously: "I didn't sneak around, I knocked on the door openly."

Le Zhen pointed at him, then got up and sorted out the documents on the table. Anyway, there was no rush, and I could read it in two days.While tidying up, he asked: "Why did you come up suddenly? Didn't you say that you will go down to find you at six o'clock?"

"Every time you come to pick me up, how can you bother the boss so much."

It was Gao Qiyin's first visit to his office, and the curious baby started to show his skills again, turning his head to look around.Le Zhen had a clear view of this office. The bookshelf next to the desk was not big, almost full of music scores, but there were still many vinyl records in the locked cabinet on the first floor. He looked to the side, and beside the bookshelf was an old-fashioned record player.

Le Zhen raised her hand and glanced at her watch: "It's not yet six o'clock when I get off work, and I'm lazy, so I should deduct money."

Hearing that the money will be deducted, Gao Qi turned his gaze back to Le Zhen's face, and retorted: "I finished my work in the studio ahead of schedule and accompanied my boss to work overtime, so I should have to pay overtime."

Le Zhen laughed: "Who told you that you are going to explore the stars."

"What is that for?" It couldn't be a date, right? After thinking about it, I was taken aback by myself.

Le Zhen paused for a moment, and said, "Let you relax, I think you have sprouted in the studio every day."

In addition, there are some reasons that he himself does not know.Originally, Le Xiao and Leyin lived a step-by-step life, but after Gao Qiyin said that to him that day, he felt a little impatient.The two companies are in two directions. When he was driving to Lexiao, he would suddenly want to turn to Leyin, or when he got off work early, he would think about whether to take a detour to see if the hardworking kid is still in the studio. There are songs in it.

Yesterday when I got home and lay on the sofa, I saw Xu Changqing's performance message sent to him again in the message box, and unexpectedly clicked on Gao Qiyin's chat bar and sent him an invitation.

Of course, under the current circumstances, even he himself couldn't sort out the words smoothly, let alone speak them out.

Because of Gao Qi's "cut", he slandered this person in his heart for being so able to take care of such small things. When there are more artists in the future, let's see how he can provide psychological counseling one by one.He turned around to study the old-fashioned record player with some displeasure, and he didn't know what he was displeased with.

After finishing his things, Le Zhen saw him standing in front of the record player and asked him, "Have you ever heard a record?"

He shook his head: "I've always wanted to listen to it, but I don't have a record player." After that, he reached out and poked Le Zhen's arm, and said, "Boss, let's play it, it's still early anyway."

Every time Gao Qiyin yelled "Boss" when he made such a request, the ending sound would seem to turn in a circle, as if he was acting like a baby.Le Zhen couldn't say "no" to his tone of voice, so she opened the cabinet next to the vinyl record, took out one, opened the cover of the record player, carefully put the record on it, lifted it up The needle rests on the record.

The sexy and low-pitched female voice scatter out with the rotation, lingering around the two of them, like a calming song, soothing the impetuous hearts of the two.

After the song was over, Le Zhen raised his hand and took out the record again, saying, "Let's go, listen to it slowly next time when you have time."

Gao Qiyin nodded in response, said "OK", and then watched Le Zhen put the record back in the cabinet.

Then he raised his arms when he turned to face him, and stopped behind his back, as if to pat him on the back.But there was no touch on his back, Le Zhen clenched his fist in a place where his eyes couldn't reach, finally put down his hand, and said again: "Let's go."

Normally, Xu Changqing would not be in the store after the Long Island Bar opened at night. After all, so many employees were not invited to watch the venue, and he also had his own fun.However, he will basically be there when there are performances.

After the two drove to the Long Island bar, they didn't see Xu Changqing when they entered the door, so they greeted the bartender behind the bar, and Le Zhen took Gao Qiyin to a box deep in the second floor.

Gao Qi still felt strange watching it, and wondered if he couldn't stop watching the performance.

Looking at the clock in the box again, I found the answer myself: it probably hasn't started yet.

After sitting down, Le Zhen looked at the list in his hand, and within a few minutes Xu Changqing came in without even knocking on the door.It is customary for these two people to say a few words first when they meet, and Le Zhen finds fault: "Why don't you knock on the door, is there such an impolite waiter like you?"

Xu Changqing sat down opposite him, and turned back: "What are you knocking, this place belongs to my house."

After speaking, seeing Gao Qiyin next to him, he shifted the flames of battle again: "Isn't it impossible for me to call you that day?"

"Uh..." Gao Qiyin was still thinking about a reasonable answer, and Le Zhen next to him spoke instead of him: "What are you doing so loudly, I brought him here."

Gao Qiyin was still thinking, didn't you just ask me if I would come or not, only to hear Xu Changqing "hum": "I called you and said you were busy, and Le Zhen pulled you and you are not busy. Double-standard dog!"

"Then I'm wronged." Gao Qiyin pretended to complain because he thought of what he said before, "The boss came to see if there are any potential singers. I was forced to work overtime, and I didn't get overtime pay yet!" Le Zhen cast a glance at him.

"You're in the same boat, no one will believe you!" Xu Changqing rolled his eyes, and Le Zhen poked him with the menu, and he asked, "Why?"

As a result, Le Zhen looked at the menu and read: "One serving of chicken curry rice, one serving of creamy pasta. Don't drink alcohol while driving, and don't drink alcohol. Two glasses of Coke." Orange juice, so you don't burp while jumping around later."

Then he turned his head and asked Gao Qiyin: "Is there any curry or pasta you can eat?"

Gao Qiyin didn't turn the corner either, so he nodded in a daze, and murmured "hmm".Xu Changqing jumped up, snatched the menu and closed it with a "snap" and slapped Le Zhen on the head. Fortunately, the menu was only two pages folded in half, otherwise Gao Qi felt that Le Zhen would probably have lost his head by now. sewn.

Xu Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "I really think I'm a waiter!"

Le Zhen looked back at him with a smile: "What? This store doesn't accept consumption?"

Xu Changqing hummed again, but turned around angrily and left.

After the people left, Gao Qiyin asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's up?"

"Why don't you just order something to eat?"

Le Zhen leaned back on the sofa, loosened his tie, and said, "You must have not eaten when you came out of the company just now. I don't know what time it is until I watch the show later."

Gao Qi felt a little hungry when he said it, and his heart felt warm again, bit his lower lip secretly, and said: "Thank you."

Although Xu Changqing was so angry that he went out, he still ordered food from the kitchen, and it was delivered to the second floor not long after.

Because Gao Qi had chosen pasta, the two of them had half an hour left after each finished eating, so they simply walked around Jersey Street to digest and digest, so as not to be too high just after eating.As I walked, I could still see the promotional poster pasted at the entrance of the CD shop on the street. It was the guitar photo taken by Gao Qiyin before, and it was already the second batch of publicity.

When they return to Long Island Bar's underground livehouse stage, it's time to start.

What is performing here today is a band called "Reves", which is quite popular.The underground space of Long Island Bar is not small, but it is almost full at the moment.

The two stood in the last row.I have to say that Reves is really powerful. Not long after, Gao Qiyin was successfully brought into the surrounding atmosphere. With his right hand wrapped around the towel he just bought at the entrance, he raised it above his head and waved it along with the music.

After so many years of precipitation, Le Zhen has never watched a performance so excitedly like Gao Qiyin, but with the music on her feet, her mind has become no longer pure, half enjoying the music, half estimating with value.

The lights in the venue swirled irregularly, and Gao Qi was waving at a wide range, and the lights reflected on him and swayed in front of Le Zhen, causing Le Zhen to look aside.

When standing in the audience, Gao Qiyin was no longer a singer.He became a devoted listener, enjoying the music he received and smiling unabashedly at it.

Such a person once held his hand, said that his music was good, and said that he liked his music.

Said that he wanted to be his eternal audience.

Le Zhen stared at him, all the calculations and analyzes in his mind suddenly disappeared, leaving only one target.

He wants Gao Qiyin to be the successful person standing on the stage, singing as he pleases and laughing heartily.

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