Chapter 585 "Accident"

Shi Yan and Liang Yixuan looked at each other and laughed involuntarily.

"Uh-huh——"

He stood up and stretched, and all the previous worries were gone. He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Brothers, the teacher is checking the work."

Although his tone was serious, the corners of Shi Yan's mouth were still curved.

Yu Land said: "My walking position on the last stage was a step to the left."

"When the first verse of the verse changes to C," Shi Yan said, "I'll remind you next time during rehearsal."

"I went too far."

A clip of him singing in high spirits flashed before Xia Song's eyes, "The rap I rapped last time was a bit off-putting. The problem was that it didn't work well with the microphone equipment."

"The drums in the second song "Li Ge" on BLS were a bit faster during the last two lines of the first chorus." Liang Yixuan said.

"My bass beat was also messed up a few times. My mood and attention were attracted by Yu Lan's voice." Yang Jihan nodded along.

They always remembered Qin Jue's instructions and reviewed the performance every time they came back from the stage. Everyone knew who made what mistakes.

"Whose turn is it to sort out this week?"

"Me." Xia Song said.

"Okay, I'll send my share to the group later." Liang Yixuan nodded.

Although they haven't seen the teacher for a while, they will submit a self-examination report to Qin Jue on a weekly basis. This report is not a formality and has no format requirements. It is a kind of "correction of wrong questions".

Qin Jue will also write a review, so that "Qianse" can compare each other and find out what shortcomings he has in order to correct them when he holds self-examination meetings every week.

When a few people chatted about business, they automatically and consciously fell into the most comfortable rhythm. You and I supplemented the parts that you or your teammates failed to complete perfectly on the stage, correcting others and reflecting on yourself. All the stage performances of the time have been sorted out.

"Gu——"

"Look at you crying, you're wasting your energy." Liang Yixuan laughed at him.

Yang Jihan rubbed his stomach aggrievedly.

"I really want to eat the butterfly cake made by Sixth Sister. It's a must-have late night snack." He looked like an Alaskan with droopy ears. He caught a glimpse of Yu Lan sitting on the side of the bed and immediately showed a cute smile, "Hey hey , Lanlan~”

"The cookies I brought out are no longer in stock."

Yu Lan looked at Yang Jihan and smiled, pushed the fallen hair back, looked up again, got up and got out of bed, "Wait a minute, let me see if it can be used."

They stayed in an apartment hotel with a small kitchen.

"Stop spoiling Yang Jihan and let him order takeout." Xia Song said while lying on the bed.

"I'm hungry too."

Shi Yan muttered softly.

"Mom, please." Xia Song changed his mind in a second.

Yu Lan, who was already checking the kitchen utensils at the kitchen table, twitched his facial muscles and looked back at Xia Song.

"you……"

Xia Song's expression did not change and he was very emotional: "In front of delicious food, I am willing to be your eldest son."

Shi Yan:?

Yang Jihan:?

Liang Yixuan:?

Yu Lan: "...Fourth brother, do you want to play so big?"

Xia Song, who originally wanted to wish him and Liang Yixuan a happy marriage, couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence. He coughed to resist laughter, stopped throwing weird words, and said seriously:

"I'm a little hungry too."

Now that Yu Lan has softened, I will reluctantly let him go this time.

Yu Lan smiled softly and nodded: "Okay. Ham and egg fried rice?"

Xia Song: "...Yeah."

Last time Yu Lan made ham and egg fried rice for Shi Yan, he did take a bite or two next to it.

Anyway...it's quite delicious, and you won't lose anything after eating it.

Yu Lan caught a glimpse of the slight blush on Xia Song's face, squinted her eyes and smiled, turned to Liang Yixuan, and greeted naturally:

"Let's go, the child's father is going downstairs to buy groceries."

"?Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Shi Yan and Yang Jihan were stunned, and both fell down laughing.

Xia Song: "..."

He touched his nose uncomfortably. It was obviously his own fault. At this time, Yu Lan took the initiative to cue the story about Tuan Dad and Tuan Mu, which made him feel a little awkward.

Tsk, I really still don’t like this guy.

Liang Yixuan over there was not aware of Xia Song's psychological activities at all. He just got out of bed with a funny look on his face and went to get his coat. While getting dressed, he walked over and said:

"No, have you completely accepted this setting?"

"Then what else can we do?"

Yu Lan said slowly.

"I gained three more grown-ups for nothing." Liang Yixuan joked with a smile, "Wait a minute, I'll call Brother Li first. You should also wear some clothes, it's windy at night."

"Okay. Is there anything you want to eat?" Yu Lan turned her head and looked up at him, her voice gentle and soft.

The two people just walked out of the room.

Shi Yan blinked: "Their backs look so harmonious."

"...Well, that's true." Xia Song also looked in the direction of the door.

"It feels so warm, but we are like a family when we are together." Shi Yan stretched out again and fell backwards, "Wow, I suddenly miss my parents..."

"That being said, I haven't been home for a long time." Yang Jihan also lay down and sighed, "We are so busy."

"But we should be able to do it at our debut concert—"

Shi Yan turned his face sideways and suddenly noticed the flashing red light of the DV player. He had forgotten that it was still on the table.

Xia Song followed his line of sight.

"Maybe the power is out." He got up and got out of bed.

"We really recorded a lot of travel vlogs." Shi Yan smiled and went to tease Yang Jihan, "When I get tired, I will turn it out and review it to see how much Yangyang loves to cry."

"Hey! Your eyes are obviously red too!"

Yang Jihan rushed over and made a fuss with Shi Yan on the bed.

"Um?"

Xia Song's confused voice came.

"What's wrong?"

Shi Yan, whose collar had been pulled open by Yang Jihan, also got out of bed to take a look.

"Can't press save." Xia Song picked up the DV player and fiddled with it, the lens shaking.

"Eh? No way. The one next to you is——Eh?"

Shi Yan took it and pressed it, and was also confused, "Is the battery out of battery or the battery is full? It shouldn't be..."

"Ask Sister Mei." Xia Song held up the DV player and looked left and right, "There may be something wrong."

“It’s so weird, we used this during our last unplugged performance.”

Yang Jihan also came over.

The three people walked toward the door muttering. As soon as Shi Yan opened the door, he suddenly bumped into the assistant.

"Eh? Sister Mei, why are you here..."

Assistant Zheng Simei was more flustered than them: "Are you going to record a Vlog?"

"Ah, yes." Shi Yan nodded blankly.

"Isn't it a live broadcast?!" Zheng Simei immediately broke her voice.

"What, no?!" Shi Yan and Yang Jihan were stunned, "We were live broadcasting just now?!"

"Impossible." Xia Song's breathing suddenly became turbulent. He picked up the DV player and looked carefully, "I pressed record. And if it is a live broadcast, they will definitely remind me of 'not gray' - ah."

He was stunned: "Sister Mei, you are receiving an exclusive live broadcast for fans."

Of course, there is no prompt in "Not Gray" for live broadcasts that are only visible to members.

Zheng Simei's lips were trembling: "I thought you..."

Xia Song lowered his head and looked at the DV player, as if he saw thousands of fans through the camera.

He sighed quietly and turned to look at Yang Jihan:

"Now everyone knows how much you love to cry in private..."

Yang Jihan: "No!!!"

The live broadcast ended abruptly with his screams.