551 “AV Shooting Guide” 514: Vocal Cords

After returning to Song Qiyan’s villa, the first thing Qiao Qiao did was to rummage through his luggage. After searching for a long time, he finally dug out a key from the corner.As if she had found a treasure, she quickly put it away properly.

Song Qiyan has also just arrived home. It’s cold now. In addition to the standard woolen coat, he will also wear a thick scarf. Sometimes he will also wear black sheepskin gloves for the convenience of driving.Moreover, due to the lack of sunlight in winter, his face will be clearer and whiter than in summer, and his expression will be even lackluster. He looks cold and cold, standing next to a tree covered with snow.

When he saw Qiao Qiao rummaging through his luggage, he immediately frowned, but his tone was normal: “What are you looking for?”

Qiao Qiao chuckled and came to his side: “Can I discuss something with you?”

Song Qiyan calmly took off his coat, took off his gloves, and put them on the counter next to him: “What’s the matter?”

Qiao Qiao said shamelessly, “Promise to promise me first.”

The man looked at her steadily: “No.”

“Uh.” Qiao Qiao thought to himself, why don’t you act according to common sense? Shouldn’t a normal person agree first because he is curious about what is going on?

“It’s not too much to ask for.”

“That won’t work either.” Song Qiyan said, “It’s the same reason I never sign documents I haven’t read.”

Qiao Qiao: “…”

“Okay.” Qiao Qiao decided to save the country in a roundabout way, “How are you feeling today?”

Song Qiyan: “It’s okay.”

Qiao Qiao: “On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate it?”

The man didn’t even think about it: “5 points.”

Qiao Qiao was ashamed. He was indeed very strict. If he said it was ‘okay’, it was really an okay score.

“Then I’ll talk about it when your mood reaches 9.” She laughed and was about to slip away from Song Qiyan.

Unexpectedly, when she passed by, her waist tightened, and the man stretched out his arms to hug her. Before she could react, his cold fingers lifted her chin and kissed her deeply.

Everyone in Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded, their eyes widened.

Song Qiyan licked his lower lip: “It’s 9 now, just tell me.”

Boom——!

Qiao Qiao could hear the sound of her Tianling Gai boiling, and a large cloud of steam emerged from her head as if it were real, steaming her face until it was cooked.

She said “you” for a long time without saying a complete sentence, but her tongue became more and more knotted, so she had no choice but to grab the water glass next to her and drink it, and then she felt better.

Song Qiyan had a slight smile on his face, without any awareness of the initiator, and waited quietly for her to recover.

“Next time!” Qiao Qiao raised a finger, “Make sure to give advance notice!”

“How to predict?”

Qiao Qiao choked and stumbled: “For example, give me a hug first, something like this.”

Song Qiyan came over, stretched out his arms and gently hugged her: “Is this so?”

Qiao Qiao felt like the pot was boiling on his head again, and he mumbled a ‘hmm’.

Why does my heart beat so fast even though I was just hugged?Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao, can you have some backbone?

The two held each other quietly, enjoying the moment.The room was very quiet, as if even the air had stopped flowing. Song Qiyan let her go after a while. Qiao Qiao saw a slightly shaken expression on his face, but then the man turned his head and kissed his lips for the second time as if surrendering.

Qiao Qiao did not forget to give Song Qiyan a thumbs up during the time when their lips were entangled: “Yes, it would be better if you hug first and then kiss.”

The man’s cold expression cracked for a moment, but he still held it back, probably because he felt that it would be faster to shut her up with actions than words.So he intensified the kiss and repeated it several times, robbing her of every breath of air.

Qiao Qiao was finally defeated and no longer had the energy to speak.

The entanglement of tongues and kisses is like two pieces of flint colliding fiercely. The sparks will fall down the esophagus and into the position three inches below the navel. There are dry firewood and dry grass there, and a little spark can ignite a fire of passion.

Qiao Qiao also noticed the subtle changes in the close contact between the two, and quickly broke away from Song Qiyan’s arms.

Song Qiyan’s Adam’s apple rolled, and his voice was frighteningly hoarse: “I may agree with whatever you say now.”

Qiao Qiao was delighted: “Really?”

“Yeah.”

Qiao Qiao struck while the iron was hot: “I want to move out.”

“No.” The man’s answer was quite fast, so fast that Qiao Qiao’s rejection came out before the lingering sound of Qiao Qiao’s words landed.

Qiao Qiao was speechless: “Don’t you agree to everything?”

Song Qiyan: “This won’t work.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs. His behavior of exiting the conversation space cleanly showed that there was no room for change in the matter.

Qiao Qiao trotted all the way to catch up: “I will move out for three months, and I will definitely move back when the draft is over!”

Song Qiyan stopped and said, “You want to live with them two?”

The other party’s expression was so terrifying that it frightened Qiao Qiao to deny it: “Of course not – it’s just that it’s more convenient to live close by, and we don’t plan to waste the next night.”

The truth is that Qiao Qiao planned to take Hai Die and Jing Wen to Qin Ruicheng’s house to practice. What she found out today was also the house key given by Qin Ruicheng.In order to bring Qiao Qiao, who was still studying at Starway, to live there, Qin Ruicheng bought a three-story building with an upper, middle and lower floor in a high-quality community near the school. The upper and lower floors were left empty as sound insulation layers, and he only lived in the middle.Now that I think about it, isn’t this the perfect recording studio layout?

It’s just that Qin Ruicheng’s home is a bit far away from here, and it’s not practical to travel back and forth every day, so she thought of moving out.

The man stopped talking, but Qiao Qiao knew that this was not a sign of his agreement. He just felt that there was no need to discuss the matter. Song Qiyan never liked to waste time on matters that had long been decided.

Qiao Qiao could only say softly: “Please, this period of time is really important to me.”

Song Qiyan looked at her: “I can help you find the best teachers and provide the best venues and equipment.”

Qiao Qiao smiled bitterly: “That’s not what I need.”

The man didn’t say anything after hearing this, but the next day, Qiao Qiao suddenly found a truck with the word “moving” printed on it outside the villa. She was overjoyed. Although she didn’t know what those words were that made Song Qiyan change her mind, she was finally able to let go and do something!

The driver asked her where she was. Qiao Qiao thought for a while and first reported the address of Jing Wen and Hai Die’s residence.

Both of them had just woken up. Qiao Qiao briefly told them about the house and invited them to follow him to have a look.Hai Die was more carefree and went downstairs without saying a word. Jing Wen was more thoughtful and walked a few steps behind to ask Qiao Qiao if the owner of the house would be unhappy.

Qiao Qiao could only say helplessly that she had been unable to contact the other party, but time waited for no one, so she should use it first and talk later.

“Fuck.”

The master moved all Qiao Qiao’s things into the house, and Jing Wen and Hai Die also followed. After Hai Die saw the furnishings in the house clearly, he shouted a Chinese curse.

“Compared to this, my place is like a slum!” Haidie cursed as she walked in. She wanted to touch everything she saw, but she was afraid of breaking it, so she could only swallow with greedy eyes. “It’s too luxurious. Isn’t this a house that your friends don’t live in?”

Qiao Qiao didn’t know how to explain Qin Ruicheng’s financial resources… and she seemed to be used to it, so sometimes she didn’t realize how extravagant and luxurious the things in this house were.

“The fourth generation of Siren.” Jing Wen stared at a set of audio equipment in the corner that had been gathering dust for a long time. “It was just released last year and has not been launched in China yet.”

“Really?” Haidie rushed over on hands and knees, staring at the original wood grain rectangular object with tears almost falling, “Such an artifact is piled randomly in the corner! Every speck of dust on it is a blasphemy and insult to it!”

Qiao Qiao: “…”

Sweat, she was embarrassed to say that neither she nor Qin Ruicheng had ever used this thing. She always thought it was a decoration and even hung socks on it.

“Violet microphone!” Haidie suddenly shouted exaggeratedly, and took out a long box from a drawer as if holding an imperial edict. With such a pious pilgrimage, Qiao Qiao had no doubt that if the microphone could talk, Haidie would have knelt down at this time.

“I hate it so much!” Haidie beat her chest, “The box has not been opened. If you don’t like singing, why waste such a good thing? You can just give it to me!”

Qiao Qiao: = =.In fact, Qin Qin didn’t think much about it, he just picked it up and put it home.

Really stupid people have too much money.

“Anyway, no one lives upstairs or downstairs, so don’t worry about disturbing the neighbors. Let’s use this place as a practice room from now on.” After Qiao Qiao finished speaking, she found that no one paid attention to her. Hai Die was stroking the microphone obsessively, while Jing Wen was in a daze at the stereo, and no one listened.

……never mind.

Qiao Qiao left the living room and went to other rooms. The house remained the same as when she last came here, which meant that Qin Ruicheng never came back.

Qin Ruicheng’s profile picture on his mobile phone was always gray. Thinking of the news that Song Qiyan said about the sudden death of the head of the Qin family, Qiao Qiao had a vague feeling of bad premonition.

It’s really unusual to have no contact for such a long time.

In the evening, the two idiots finally returned to normal. Qiao Qiao proposed that they move to a nearby place. In the last two months, the three of them stayed together as much as possible so that they could maximize their time.

Jing Wen and Hai Die naturally had no objections. Anyway, it didn’t matter where they lived.

In fact, Qiao Qiao also thought about letting the two of them live in the two empty floors above and below, but this is Qin Ruicheng’s house after all. She was already very regretful that it was used as a practice room without saying hello. She really couldn’t take advantage of Qin Ruicheng anymore, although she knew that even if they let the two of them live, Qin Ruicheng would not take it seriously because of his character who regards money as dirt.

The audio equipment and microphones were assembled by Haidie. This set of valuable equipment finally found its home and got rid of the fate of rusting in drawers and corners. Therefore, it also worked extra hard to show its attractive luster.

Haidie couldn’t put it down and touched it. From time to time, she would lift up her T-shirt to rub it and blow on it. Finally, she called Jing Wen: “Come and sing a few lines.”

Jing Wen: “Sing it.”

Haidie shook her head: “I can’t do it, you have to be the first to sing.”

Qiao Qiao also cheered: “Yeah, I haven’t heard you sing before.”

Jing Wen couldn’t resist, so he stood in front of the microphone.

Qiao Qiao watched him click a few times on his mobile phone, probably choosing a song. After a while, melodious music started playing, a song that Qiao Qiao had never heard of.

After the prelude passed, Jing Wen closed his eyes and took a breath.

The sound, like being kissed by an angel, poured into Qiao Qiao’s ears for the first time and filled the entire space. The notes jingled to the ground as if they had substance. Qiao Qiao suddenly realized how pale and feeble Jing Wen’s voice was in the video. The sound quality, which had been reduced layer by layer by mobile phones and video software, could not even reach one-tenth of the beauty of the scene.

Qiao Qiao felt that his heart was beating along with Jing Wen’s singing. It was so great, so beautiful.

She was intoxicated, and the climax was about to come. The music’s tone was getting higher and higher, and Jing Wen’s singing followed suit. This process should have been very smooth, but the boy’s voice stopped abruptly halfway through as if the stop button had been pressed.

“Jing Wen?!”

A shout from Haidie sounded in his ears. Qiao Qiao quickly opened his eyes and found Jing Wen kneeling on the ground, grabbing his throat with both hands and coughing violently.