The male god is on the left, the warm man is on the right

It was only after being dragged into the car by Sister Man that Zhang Zhenyang came to his senses.

"Sister Man, where are we going now?"

"Record the song, the last time the score is almost done, now is the time for you and Leng Zhi to perform." Sister Man said, reaching out to pull her seat belt.

But Zhang Zhenyang jumped out of the car, got into the house, and shouted while running, "Sister Man, wait for me, I forgot to take something."

After a while, Zhang Zhenyang came out carrying a handbag, which was bulging.

"What? I still have to take it to the recording studio." Sister Man asked.

Zhang Zhenyang shook his head with a mysterious look, "I won't tell you, let's go quickly!"

They went a little earlier, Zhang Zhenyang found a quiet place, and looked around with his handbag in his arms.

Sister Man threw him a bottle of mineral water, and then showed a disdainful expression, "Holding a handbag is like holding a pile of gold. I laughed so hard. Your previous 100 million paintings can be sold for 500 yuan. Now come Jinggui is a handbag. Could it be that the things in it are worth 200 million?"

He poked Zhang Zhenyang's pain again.

He raised his head, with an aggrieved expression, "Sister Man, can you stop talking about this, it hurts when I think about it..."

Sister Man didn't say much, she nodded and was about to walk away, then she remembered something, turned back and told, "I don't care what your mood is today, don't go against Lengzhi, otherwise, I won't let you do it!"

The threat of red fruit!

Zhang Zhenyang nodded obediently, and raised four fingers, "I swear I won't, brother Lengzhi is my real brother, how could I go against my real brother!"

"Good~" Sister Man twisted Xiaoman's waist and gradually walked away.

He would definitely not fight against Leng Zhi, but he wished that Leng Zhi and himself would stop doing it, and everyone would go on strike, maybe he would be free of money for his trousers.

Speaking of these trousers, Zhang Zhenyang thought of that painting.

One million flew away in front of him without blinking.

100 million turned into 500 yuan, who would he talk to about this loss?

There was already a commotion in the distance, vaguely, Zhang Zhenyang heard someone calling Leng Zhi.He stood up and looked around for Leng Zhi's figure.

Ten minutes past eight, not one point more, not one point less.

He Leng Zhi was always so punctual, he took off his coat and threw it to the assistant, then he walked towards the recording studio.

Not far away, Zhang Zhenyang has already greeted Leng Zhi eagerly.

But Leng Zhi didn't seem to see it, and passed in front of him without squinting.

Zhang Zhenyang stopped in embarrassment, and Assistant Zhang came over to smooth things over, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhenyang, he's not in a good mood today."

Where did Zhang Zhenyang dare to say no, he was busy waving his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, male gods should be aloof."

"Then let's go into the recording studio?" Assistant Zhang said.

"Oh? Oh, good good." Zhang Zhenyang said, raising his foot to keep up with Leng Zhi in front of him.

"Brother Zhenyang, do you want to put the bag in your hand somewhere first?" Assistant Zhang kindly reminded.

However, the movements of Zhang Zhenyang's hands tightened a bit, with a nervous expression, he looked at the people around him, and asked, "Assistant Zhang, can you come with me? I need this thing. you……"

Before she finished speaking, Sister Man over there stepped on the Hot Wheels and walked over vigorously, pushing Zhang Zhenyang to the recording studio.

He warned in a low voice, "Don't forget what I just said, unless you really don't want to do it anymore, don't ask Leng Zhi to wait for you."

Zhang Zhenyang protected his handbag, and looked at Assistant Zhang behind him with a sad face, "Assistant Zhang, don't leave for a while, I really need to ask you."

Seeing that he was still holding the handbag, Sister Man stretched out her hand to grab it, and said, "What precious things are in this bag, take it here, I will keep it for you, and you are not allowed to bring anything into the recording studio."

Zhang Zhenyang looked nervously at Sister Man, "Don't lose it to me."

Sister Man's face is full of black lines, how many years has she been in this place, Zhang Zhenyang is still worried that things in her hands will be lost?

Also really powerless to complain.

With one step and three turns, Zhang Zhenyang separated from his lovely handbag.

In the recording studio, Leng Zhi was already sitting on the side watching the music.

Seeing Zhang Zhenyang coming in, the composer hurriedly greeted him, "Zhenyang is here, come and sit down, we just want to talk about the main points of this piece!"

Zhang Zhenyang was concerned about the handbag outside, and his eyes kept wandering outside when he sat down.

Leng Zhi sat far away from him, afraid that the broom star would contaminate himself with bad luck again.

When Zhang Zhenyang heard the explanation of a piece of music, he was confused, but seeing Leng Zhi's clear eyes, he had no choice but to nod in response, "I understand."

The soundtrack artist slapped his thighs happily, "Let's say Brother Leng Zhi and Zhen Yang are smart, it's true, and you'll understand after explaining it. Then the two of you go in and do some activities first, and let's get ready and start, shall we?"

About to start?

Zhang Zhenyang raised his head in shock, looked at the composer, and couldn't speak clearly for a while, "Wait...well... don't we find someone to sing first? After all, we don't know if this thing is good or bad, A sheet of music...well, that doesn't prove anything...does it?"

The soundtrack engineer was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "Zhenyang, are you here to be funny today? You wrote this song, don't you know if what you wrote is good or bad? Well, hurry up and prepare. I know that you are humorous, you haven't changed from before."

The soundtrack composer had already left, and Zhang Zhenyang was left alone to accept the five thunderbolts.

Did you write that song yourself?

That song is my own!

But he doesn't know anything at all. If this continues, he will be exposed sooner or later.

Leng Zhi had already stepped into the silent room, Zhang Zhenyang was so anxious that he jumped on the spot.

He and Leng Zhi sang this song, and the result would definitely be that Leng Zhi sang very well, but he didn't understand shit.

correct!

Can't Leng Zhi sing?There is still a little time now, if you ask Leng Zhi to teach yourself, it should be too late, right?

Thinking about it, Zhang Zhenyang began to move towards the silent room with his feet.

Leng Zhi wore earphones, squinted at Zhang Zhenyang, and then walked a little further inside.

This place is really too small, if it is bigger, he must hide in the corner.

The farther away from this broom star, the better.

But now the broom star posted over, with a flattering face, "Brother Leng Zhi."

Goosebumps all over the place.

Leng Zhi took off the earphones, glanced at Zhang Zhenyang, "What?"

Zhang Zhenyang continued to smile obsequiously, "Well, can you do me a favor?"

"No."

Refuse without hesitation.

Zhang Zhenyang still didn't want to give up, and continued to move forward, looking like he was about to be stuck on his cold body.

Leng Zhi dodged to the side, avoiding his claws, and said angrily, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Zhenyang smiled harmlessly, "Why not, I just ask brother Leng Zhi to do me a favor."

Sword eyebrow raised, "Why should I help you?"

Why help me?

Because you originally wanted to cooperate with the real Zhang Zhenyang, you will cooperate perfectly, but you prefer me not.

So you have to help me, otherwise our cooperation will not be perfect!

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Zhenyang finally said hesitantly, "Because we are in a business relationship, Brother Lengzhi, you told me not to do this, and I can't do this, on the contrary, I have to propose something, so that we can be more equal! "

This man found a good reason!

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Leng Zhi asked.

Did he promise himself?

Zhang Zhenyang was a pleasant surprise. He quickly took out his music score and handed it to Leng Zhi, "Brother Leng Zhi, can you teach me to sing my part?"

Teach him to sing?It's not a big deal.

only……

Can't this man sing?Now come to ask yourself, what kind of moth are you doing?

Looking at Leng Zhi's disbelief, Zhang Zhenyang gritted his teeth and continued to explain, "Don't get me wrong, Brother Leng Zhi, I really knew how to sing before, but I was hit by a pillar not long ago, and then I lost my head. How come he has a flash of light, and he always falls down when he walks."

Leng Zhi's eyes eased.It turned out to be because I was stupid.

"So please teach me, Brother Lengzhi, please. I don't want others to know about this. If they know, they will definitely tell the media. I will definitely be besieged by then." Zhang Zhenyang made a pitiful expression eyes.

"Trouble!" Leng Zhi said impatiently, but took the list in Zhang Zhenyang's hand and asked, "Where are you singing?"

Seeing that Leng Zhi had let go, Zhang Zhenyang quickly pointed out, "It's these places, thank you Brother Leng Zhi."

Leng Zhi frowned, "It's so troublesome, be serious, I'll only sing it once, don't blame me if you don't learn it."

At the end of the lesson, Leng Zhi had to admire Zhang Zhenyang's singing skills.

Although this man looked clumsy, he sang with a free and ethereal spirit, which was very refreshing to the ears.

The soundtrack engineer had already prepared everything, and when he came in, he saw the two of them practicing seriously, and couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths in admiration.

These two men standing together are really pleasing to the eye, and Leng Zhi is so cold, coupled with Zhen Yang's vivaciousness.

The perfect combination of attack and receiving!

Bah bah bah!What the hell are you thinking about!It seems that I have read a lot of pornographic novels recently, and my spirit has been poisoned.

Go back tonight and read a few normal novels to clear your mind!

A song was recorded with no surprises. Zhang Zhenyang did not understand the pronunciation skills, but fortunately, the voice is still good. After a few hints from the soundtrack artist, Zhang Zhenyang gradually found the feeling.

"It's really good, Zhenyang performed very well today, I give you a thumbs up!" the soundtrack artist said happily.

Leng Zhi on the side had put down his earphones, looked at Zhang Zhenyang on the side, "Today's recording part is over, I'm leaving."

Watching Leng Zhi walk away, Zhang Zhenyang recovered from his smirk, suddenly thought of something, and ran outside, his eyes closely searching for Assistant Zhang.