Starting tomorrow, South Vietnam will be fully involved in the release of its new album, the publicity stage of new songs, the meeting with fans and so on.

Then there will be some small announcements to run, almost until September.

At the beginning of September, she will be pulled to a small village in the mountains for more than half a month.

Thinking of these, South Vietnam failed to resist the temptation of his initiative and chose to stay.

However, even if the night is long, the two of them stay in the studio and get busy.

Sheng Jingheng has always been very attentive to her affairs. Last time, he just listened to the electronic music list with her, and then began to collect more kinds of electronic music.

Just before dinner, the two were listening to the electric music and trying to play together.

He wanted to help. South Vietnam would not hide it and told him his thoughts without reservation.

When we went to the studio, we would focus on her on-site creation, supplemented by his suggestions and supplements. The two cooperated to completely improve the ancient wind and electricity music that Nanyue had long thought of.

Finally, Sheng Jingheng also tried to teach her to arrange music, add other elements to a slightly monotonous song, and make the whole song plump and diversified immediately.

As soon as I heard it, I felt that my ears were instantly opened. My heart felt a little burst, and my subconscious hummed and swayed with a strong sense of rhythm.

At first, South Vietnam just contacted the electric sound with curiosity and freshness, which will finally realize why the electric sound makes people feel poisoned and easily addicted.

Then unconsciously, one night passed quickly.

Neither of them brought his mobile phone into the studio, and Sheng Jingheng didn't wear a watch in private.

South Vietnam was still thirsty. She went downstairs and drank a glass of water. When she came back, she heard her mobile phone ring. She found that it was already 11:30 and her training alarm clock rang.

Recently, because she is busy, she can only practice for half an hour, and then go to bed at 0:00 on time.

Nanyue pressed the alarm clock, then came forward to open the door of the studio and knocked gently: "Mr. Sheng, it's time to rest."

Sheng Jingheng raised his eyes slightly. After looking at her for a moment, he remembered that she still needed him to lead her to the guest room.

Compared with the first floor and the second floor, the third floor is more deserted. Most of them are the smell of object door panels and floors, but there is no human flavor.

But it seems that not long ago, some people came here for a short stay, and then the smell was washed away by the smell of freshener.

Nanyue followed behind Sheng Jingheng and entered one of the guest rooms. There were complete items and simple furnishings. It looked like a typical Sheng Jingheng style, simple and neat.

South Vietnam vaguely smelled a very new smell, but it was probably ventilated for some time. It smelled very comfortable.

This shouldn't be because she said she was coming and then prepared in advance?

This question doesn't seem to need to be answered by him.

From the view that Chen Le, a life assistant, can only live next door, Sheng Jingheng has never let anyone else stay in this house, not even his family.

"See if there's anything else you need."

Sheng Jingheng stopped a few steps into the door and said after she finished reading it.

"If you need it, you can find me downstairs."

Nanyue nodded and asked, "which room downstairs does Mr. Sheng sleep in?"

Sheng Jingheng looked at her with gentle and focused eyes: "right below."

"Oh." Nanyue nodded thoughtfully, then smiled, "good night, Mr. Sheng?"

Looking at her unprotected smiling face, Sheng Jingheng suddenly remembered a comment he had seen on his microblog.

Then he quickly lowered his eyes and whispered, "good night."

With that, he turned to take the door out and leaned against the wall to breathe deeply.

He wants to do what a man should do at the moment, but it seems too urgent. If he scares her away, the gain is not worth the loss.