"This song is so fun!" Park Ji-yeon shamelessly changed her somewhat unhappy attitude and immediately turned into a look of satisfaction. ¡÷¨J "It's just for fun. I'm not a musician of this style." Yin Xian said with a smile, "It's okay for you to sing this kind of song occasionally, but you can't do it all the time. Otherwise, it won't match your temperament. No match." "Uncle, what kind of song do you think is suitable for me to sing?" Park Zhiyan asked Yin Xian while humming softly. "You're wasting your talent if you don't dance well!" Yin Xian glanced up and down at Park Ji-yeon. This girl didn't gain weight during this period. Although there is no Yoon Ji Hye watching from the side, even on T-ara's side, the three teachers arranged by Yin Xian are not vegetarians. Their demands are anything but easy. The effect is also extremely obvious. For example, even Xian Eunjing has lost weight "Uncle pervert!" Park Jiyeon rolled her eyes at Yinxian. It's justwhat's with that shy feeling? "Okay, let's sing. You should have heard it once just now. Let's sing it first and see how you feel." Yin Xian ignored Park Ji Yeon's somewhat ambiguous complaints and brought the topic back to business. The first chorus went very well. How smooth was it? Even Park Ji-yeon herself couldn't believe it. She thought she sang well. "Let's listen to the effect first." Yin Xian started the replay directly. The song sounded in the recording room. "Basically, it just needs to be sorted out later." After listening, Yin Xian looked satisfied. I don¡¯t know if he is satisfied with Park Ji-yeon¡¯s improvement in singing skills or with his own tailor-made performance. ?Or maybe both. "It's the first time I've found that recording songs is so easy." Park Ji-yeon said with emotion. This is her second time working with Yin Xian. The last time "Troublemaker" was a completely unbearable memory. In comparison, it's really hell and heaven. "That's because this producer made it tailor-made for you. Of course it's easier for you to sing!" Yin Xian took all the credit to himself. "It's obviously me who sings well!" Park Ji-yeon was not polite at all. Yin Xian smiled and did not argue with her. After walking out of the recording cubicle, since there were basically no big problems with the recording, I just processed it on the computer in post-production and fixed some shortcomings, and it was done. "Uncle, shall we sing it again?" "Ah?" Yin Xian was stunned for a moment. Looking at Park Ji-yeon with a serious face, she didn't react for a moment, "Just do some post-processing" "I also want to be like you, uncle, the songs I sing don't need post-processing" Park Ji-yeon said. Yin Xian wanted to laugh and say that you probably won¡¯t have such a day anymore, but when Yin Xian faced Park Ji Yan¡¯s serious expression on this joke that could have been easily made, he just didn¡¯t say it out loud. ??A feeling of distress for no reason. So, following Park Ji-yeon¡¯s wishes, Yin Xian sang with her again. It¡¯s definitely a bit better than the one just now. But to say that there is no need for post-processing is not enough. ¡°Zhiyeon, let¡¯s collaborate on a tumblemaker-type song later, right?¡± Yin Xian listened to the recording. Bringing the topic back to the previous conversation in front of the elevator. ¡°It¡¯s really not that Yoon Hyun doesn¡¯t give Park Ji Yeon a chance, her singing skills¡ really can only go so far. Although, this song is actually quite good. "Uncle" Park Zhiyan felt a little frustrated. She could also hear that some dreams were plump, realistic, or skinny. "That's it. I'm going to prepare the song for us to sing together. It's a dance song, and it's similar to the one before. Is that okay?" Yin Xian asked. "Uncle Se, tell the truth, are you coveting my beauty? That's why you want to dance like that with me again?" Park Ji-yeon directly changed the style of the conversation. "What is there about you that I should be concerned about?" As soon as Yin Xian said the words, he knew that he was wrong. The little dinosaur suddenly became furious. "Why not? Why not!" Park Zhiyan looked annoyed. "No, that's not it. Anyway, I don't care about it, I care about whoever I love!" Yin Xian blushed and maintained what he said before. There is no other way. Wouldn¡¯t it be more troublesome to change your words now? The little dinosaur completely went berserk Yin Xian just put on the monitoring headphones calmly and began to adjust the recording later. Anyway, the sound-isolating headphones are very effective, so what else can she say? I can't even hear it myself. No way, I heard it, how should I answer?It¡¯s better to just pretend to be an ostrich, forget it. Probably because she saw Yin Xian starting to work, the angry Park Ji Yeon just punched Yin Xian several times in anger. He sat on the sofa in the recording studio and looked at Yin Xian in a daze. In only about half an hour, Yin Xian completed the post-processing of the recording, and the production was completed in one touch. Yin Xian stretched out, turned around, and saw Park Ji Yan who was already asleep on the sofa. "Zhiyan, wake up, go back to the dormitory and sleep." Yin Xian woke up Park Jiyan. There is no way. Although the air-conditioning system in the building is very good, if Park Ji-yeon sleeps here in the clothes she is wearing now, it will be strange if she doesn't catch a cold tomorrow. "Uncle, I have something to say to you." Pu Zhiyan, who was in a daze, mumbled, not knowing whether she was talking in her sleep or something else. "We'll talk about it tomorrow. Go to bed first." Yin Xian saw that Park Ji Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so he interrupted her with a smile. "I'm afraid I'll forget tomorrow." "If you forget, just forget." Yin Xian laughed. Although on the surface she began to pay attention to her behavior when getting along with herself, in the end, the little dinosaur was still with herself in her heart. Very intimate. That¡¯s enough, isn¡¯t it? "No" Park Zhiyan finally cheered up and stretched. "Tell me, what's the matter?" Yin Xian saw that Pu Zhiyan would not give up until she finished talking, so he gave up the plan of driving her back to sleep. "Uncle. I'm asking for someone else" Pu Zhiyan thought for a moment, straightened out her expression that was a little out of control due to sleep, and put on a serious look. "For whom?" "Sister Ju Li." "Don't be ridiculous. If she wants to ask me something, you won't need to explain it." Yin Xian looked confident. Since the acquisition incident of CJ Group, I have not been in contact with Nuna for a long time. The little secrets began to increase. If she has anything to say, she will definitely not relay it through Park Ji-yeon. ¡°Then she wants to sell dog meat like a sheep¡¯s head.¡± In an instant, Yin Xian understood what Park Ji Yeon wanted to do. "Uncle, you are very annoying, you know?" Park Ji-yeon was arrogant. "Is it because your lie was exposed?" Yin Xian had a scheming look on his face, "But if you want to know something, just ask." He knew that although Park Ji Yan seemed to be the most carefree, she had a very strict mouth, and she had to say something to her. It's not impossible. Besides. When Yin Xian was depressed just now, he always felt that there was some distance between him and Park Ji Yan, so he didn't mind talking to her. Although maturity is a good thing, Yin Xian still prefers to deal with that carefree little dinosaur. That is something that makes both yourself and the other person feel happy. At this moment, Yin Xian suddenly felt that he was so lonely. "Uncle, have you ever liked Sister Juli?" "Yes." "Do you still like her now?" "It's long gone." "Why?" "Do you still remember when you performed "Gangnam Style"? She is very "I simply refused." "What's the logic of this?" "You'll understand if you think about it yourself." Yin Xian smiled and didn't explain much. Yin Xian didn't mind telling Park Ji Yeon about this vague good feeling that hadn't even begun. "But come on. Zhiyan, why do you care about this?" "Some time ago, when we got together, we accidentally talked about it. If we can't continue what should we do? At that time, Ju Li My sister said that she would like to find a man to marry," Park Ji-yeon said. Yin Xian was silent. He didn't know what kind of expression he would use to respond to Park Ji-yeon's slightly fourth-dimensional words. "Do you have anything else to ask?" "Have you ever liked Sister Baolan?" "I really haven't." Park Ji-yeon immediately made a speechless expression. "Bao Lan doesn't like the type of man like me. I know." Yin Xian rolled his eyes at Park Ji Yan. "It's not her type that I like." "Then Sister Enjing" "No." Yin Xian shook his head, "Not even. I have always regarded you as friends. To be honest, among the few of you, The closest thing to me is you. Why don't you ask me if I like you?" "Uncle, have you ever liked me?" Pu Zhiyan asked immediately. Yin Xian was speechless for a moment. He saw something familiar in Park Ji-yeon's expression. At this moment, the girl in front of him overlapped with another girl of the same age as her He still clearly remembered the resentful eyes behind him when he fled his home in Jiangnan. "Aren't we the best brothers?" Yin Xian thought for a while. In the end, he said the most unreasonable thing. Only when he said this, Yin Xian felt that he could be justified. Well, right, the anger is not strong, it is hard to say The spirit in Park Jiyan's eyes disappeared. Yin Xian then realized that this girl had been pestering him here tonight. Because, this is such a problem. Yin Xian quickly thought about it in his mind. After being together for such a long time, it seems that he has never seduced the little dinosaur in front of him Well, Yin Xian didn't dare to think in that direction at all He really didn't dare. "I'm a little sleepy. Let's go back to bed first." Pu Zhiyan said suddenly. "Zhiyan, you" Park Jiyan ignored Yinxian and left the recording studio directly. Yin Xian can¡¯t do anything anymore in the recording studio. What is this? ? She likes herself too? What an international joke! ?????????????????????? Why should I say so? Wait a moment! I am not a girl-controller! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!