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Chapter 207 Determining the Relationship

Zhang Jun's singing skills are average and belongs to the KTV level. This issue is a relatively simple song "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment" by Che Wanyu of the Qing Dynasty, and he collaborates with a few children.

During the rehearsal, Django was in the audience to see if there were any wrong singing, so he could correct it in time. When recording for a while, it is best not to make mistakes.

The arrangement uses a combination of flute, pipa and guitar, a collision between tradition and modernity.

The prelude is elegant and graceful.

"Clouds vs. rain, snow vs. wind, evening glow vs. clear sky, geese, birds vs. sing insects..."

Zhang Jun was a little nervous, his voice trembled slightly.

The first rehearsal was not ideal. After stepping down, Django said to him: "Don't be nervous, just like in a recording studio. First calm your mind, then ventilate between sentences, and inhale faster."

Zhang Jun nodded seriously and said, "I understand Mr. Jiang."

After adjustment, the sound of the second rehearsal was no longer trembling, approaching the level of recording in the recording studio in the morning.

The official recording was at 7 o'clock in the evening after having lunch box. Django did not go to the studio and dozed off in the background.

Over the past month, Hangzhou Demon City has been running back and forth, and there has been no rest for a day.

Fortunately, there are not many problems with Zhu Ping, so you don’t have to go to the group every week.

I have to take a few days off. I will wait for Detective China to start the filming, at least three or four months.

Zhou Lingwei is getting better and better, and the director can control the scene, so she doesn't need to keep an eye on the whole process.

She found Django in several corners of the studio and came to the backstage. She saw Django sitting on a stool holding his hands against the wall, and he was napping. There was no air conditioner in the backstage, so it was still relatively cold.

My heart couldn't help but pull it, walked to Django lightly, staring at the angular face, a little dazed.

"Ah snee~" Django suddenly sneezes and then opened his eyes.

Zhou Lingwei hurriedly turned her head and said nervously: "You will catch a cold when you sleep here. You can go to my office, which has air conditioning."

"It's okay, I won't be sleepy when I see you." Django stood up with a smile, stretched his body, and said, "Have Zhang Jun finished recording? Is it okay to sing?"

Zhou Lingwei gave him a blank look and said, "I finished recording and sang well."

Django yawned, then looked at the time, and said, "It seems that today's recording is going well. You should be able to finish work early."

Zhou Lingwei blinked and said, "Do you have something to do? If you have something to do, don't wait for me."

Django shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a little hungry."

As he said that, he grinned and said, "I'm still waiting for you to take me to have something delicious."

Zhou Lingwei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you to a delicious food stall in the future, and you'll be satisfied with it."

About half an hour later.

After Zhou Lingwei handed over the work, she came to the backstage and saw that Django was still alone, she asked, "Hey, where is Zhang Jun, has he finished singing a long time ago?"

Django said with a "Oh" and said with a smile: "He is not hungry, he is back to the hotel."

Zhou Lingwei nodded, didn't ask much, and said with a smile: "Then let's go."

The wind was still strong tonight and the weather was still very cold.

“Have you solved the problem of casting?”

"Solved, thanks to your help."

"Is it that Chen Lei?"

"Well, I had a test show yesterday, it's quite appropriate."

"Then, are you going to film?"

"Yes, but it will take some time to wait, and Thailand has not responded yet."

...

Isn’t it like the last time I went to Japan to shoot, and it will take two or three months to come back?

Thinking of this, Zhou Lingwei's steps suddenly paused, as if she was thinking about something. Her hair was swaying in the air with the breeze, and her pace became slower as she walked forward.

Django turned around and saw those clear eyes. A trace of sorrow flowed in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lingwei stared deeply, plucked up the courage, and stammered: "You, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Django stared at her eyebrows, eyes, nose...

Zhou Lingwei didn't withdraw her gaze and just looked at him like that, but her cheeks suddenly turned red and her skin was powdery, as if water could be dripped out at any time.

"Actually..." Django took a breath and said with a smile: "You are a good person."

Zhou Lingwei immediately lowered her head, and her eyebrows showed a look of loss.

Good man?

Why is this sentence?

It’s right that Django is a single mother and a single dog, but he is not a fool. Obviously, Zhou Lingwei’s feelings for him have passed the boundaries of a good friend. Then she moved forward, narrowed the distance between the two, and said softly: “And I…just like good people.”

Zhou Lingwei suddenly looked up at him, her eyes full of doubt.

Django smiled slightly and said sincerely: "Ling Wei, can you be my girlfriend?"

Zhou Lingwei was stunned at first, then her breath became more rapid, and her eyes were covered with a faint mist.

Django looked at her affectionately and expressed his heart: "I don't know when I fell in love with you. Maybe it was when I saw you crying after watching the movie on New Year's Eve, maybe it was earlier. The previous I might not be very reliable, but don't worry, now I am the best me and the most real me..."

Zhou Lingwei was stunned for a while before laughing. At the same time, she raised her hand and gently pounded his chest, cursing: "Let you breathe heavily, let you bully me!"

Django raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, saying, "I think you agreed."

Zhou Lingwei snorted, her face full of joy, and said, "Who is going to be your girlfriend."

Django happily picked her up, and Zhou Lingwei was so scared that she hurriedly put her arms around him.

Only see.

Django used a little force, hugged Zhou Lingwei and turned around in circles, and a happy laugh floated in the wind.

He is a normal person. He was originally a poor generation and only wanted to make money. Now that his career is booming, he naturally has to consider love.

Anyway, it's great to break this layer of window paper.

The two of them held hands and clasped their fingers tightly, strolling in the cold wind.

Zhou Lingwei didn't feel any chill at all. Instead, she felt a warm current spread from her palms to her whole body, and even her cheeks became hot and red.

Django felt that her hands were soft and warm, and it was very comfortable to hold them in his hands.

Perhaps it is all the reasons for first love, with a hint of shyness in sweetness.

"It's this one." Zhou Lingwei stopped and asked, "Is it okay to eat the side stove?"

Django nodded and said, "Yes, this kind of weather is warmed up with a side stove."

Zhou Lingwei smiled and said, "I think so too."

This restaurant has all the bean shabu pork hangs it at the window to choose it yourself. It is perfect for picky diners, and you can master the entire process from the raw materials to the finished products.

Django was indeed hungry. He just forgot about this because he confessed his love on the road. Now he saw meat and vegetables, and his stomach was roaring.

Zhou Lingwei covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "The pot will be opened soon."

Django scratched his head embarrassedly. When the pot was opened, he immediately put half a plate of fat beef in and rinsed it. When he picked it up, he gave it to Zhou Lingwei first.

However, Zhou Lingwei had a small appetite and had almost eaten, so she helped Django pick up food and sauté the meat.

After the relationship between the two changed, they got closer and more natural when they got along.

After the meal, Django still went home with Zhou Lingwei.

However, I feel different from the previous two times. After all, I am now a couple, not a friend.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mulong and Jiang Ling had not yet rested.
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