Prototyping

After waking up, Lin Ting continued working. At noon, he received a message from Zhao Qinfeng saying that a package had arrived and he should remember to pick it up. He also didn't tell Zhao what it was, saying it was a surprise for him.

After giving a brief reply, Lin Ting mentally reviewed several possibilities and soon identified the source of the surprise.

He tied the garbage bag tightly and carried it, intending to throw away the trash while picking up his package.

After receiving the package, Lin Ting weighed it in her hand and felt that her guess was correct. Then she looked at the waybill and chuckled softly.

After returning home, Lin Ting found the small knife she usually used to open packages on the shoe cabinet in the entryway. She carefully opened the package and took out the contents along with the bubble wrap that wrapped it.

Although he had guessed what it was beforehand, he was still pleasantly surprised when he actually saw it.

He peeled back the bubble wrap layer by layer and took out the physical album from the very bottom. Lin Ting examined it carefully and found no damage or dents.

Lin Ting took out the items one by one, arranged them, took a picture, and sent it to Zhao Qinfeng.

[Lin Ting: Do you have a record player at home?]

[Zhao Qinfeng: The record player is in the black box in the second compartment from the top of the storage room.]

The two messages appeared on the phone screen almost simultaneously. Lin Ting was stunned for a moment, realizing that the two of them must have been thinking the same thing.

Lin Ting: Okay.

After sending the message, he put down his phone, went to the storage room to find the record player, and put the newly received record on it.

He originally wanted to record a video and send it to Zhao Qinfeng, but then he felt that it would affect the sound quality, so he gave up and just sent Zhao Qinfeng a photo instead.

As he listened, he flipped through the lyric booklet that came with the album. His name appeared in it, next to Zhao Qinfeng's. He reached out and touched the two names that were so close together, and was overwhelmed with emotion.

After some time, Zhao Qinfeng returned from his business trip and listened to it with Lin Ting.

"The physical album will be released soon. This is a sample copy. It looks pretty good, right?" Although Zhao Qinfeng had already given Lin Ting a full introduction to all the details of the physical album on WeChat, he couldn't help but repeat it to Lin Ting in person.

Lin Ting patiently answered again and again: "Very good, the details are indeed very good, the packaging is also good, the sound quality is good, and of course the content is also completely worthy of the packaging."

Zhao Qinfeng felt refreshed and relaxed after being praised, and even his fatigue was greatly relieved.

Although she already had a physical album at home, Lin Ting was still tempted when she saw the pre-sale promotion for the physical album.

Although Lin Ting is a very practical person, he often holds several music memberships when it comes to listening to music, but if he were to buy an album, he would only buy one.

But this time he was defeated by a simple number.

When Lin Ting said he wanted to buy another one, Zhao Qinfeng was sitting cross-legged on the sofa playing on his phone. He looked up and asked his question: "What's the difference?"

Lin Ting held the proof album in his hand and said seriously, "It's different. This one doesn't have a number. If you buy another one, it will have a different number according to the order of payment, and each number will be different."

Zhao Qinfeng nodded. "Yes, I've heard the staff mention this arrangement, but I still don't understand."

Lin Ting said, "Don't you think it feels great to have an album with a unique number in your hand... Oh no, this is your own album."

Zhao Qinfeng thought for a moment and said, "The fact that it doesn't have a serial number is itself a kind of uniqueness."

Lin Ting frowned, realizing that Zhao Qinfeng's words made a lot of sense.

He looked up and saw Zhao Qinfeng with his head down, his shoulders shaking as if he was trying to suppress a laugh.

Lin Ting took two steps forward, grabbed Zhao Qinfeng's shoulders, pushed him down onto the sofa, and then...

Lin Ting began scratching at Zhao Qinfeng's sensitive areas.

"Hahahahaha... Don't move, hahahahaha..." Zhao Qinfeng burst into laughter, and it seemed to be getting more and more intense. He only had a little strength left to hold the phone and was completely unable to resist.

Lin Ting withdrew his hand and looked down at Zhao Qinfeng. Zhao Qinfeng looked up and met Lin Ting's gaze, tears of laughter glistening in the corners of his eyes.

With a "thud," Zhao Qinfeng placed his phone on the coffee table next to him without turning his head, and then reached out and pressed Lin Ting's body down as well.

Lin Ting was completely unprepared and Zhao Qinfeng succeeded in his sneak attack. She managed to avoid bumping into Zhao Qinfeng by bracing herself with both hands to the sides.

Now Lin Ting couldn't move either of his hands, which gave Zhao Qinfeng an opportunity to reach out and scratch Lin Ting. In the chaos, he successfully pinned Lin Ting down on the sofa and reversed the situation.

"Alright, go ahead and buy it. If you don't manage to snag an autographed copy, I'll get you one when it arrives in the package," Zhao Qinfeng joked.

Lin Ting choked up, "Although I didn't manage to get concert tickets last time, I'm different now than I was back then. Failure is still experience..."

His voice trailed off, as if he had lost confidence in himself. After all, the limited quantity was too small, and he felt that it was probably even more difficult than getting concert tickets.

Zhao Qinfeng kissed Lin Ting's lips intermittently, whispering, "I'll fight you for it..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ting burst out laughing, "Aren't you and I about the same level?"

Zhao Qinfeng pretended to be angry and angrily shut Lin Ting's mouth.

...

A few days later, Zhao Qinfeng was taking a rare break at home when Lin Ting happened to be going on a business trip.

Seeing his gloomy appearance, Lin Ting would have thought that he had been mistreating him these past few days. "I just took a TV show to record, and I'll be back in a few days."

Zhao Qinfeng counted on his fingers and said sadly, "I happened to be away on a business trip the day before you came back."

Lin Ting thought about it and realized that was indeed the case. So he freed his hand and patted Zhao Qinfeng's head. "It's okay. I brought you some local specialties. Take good care of yourself and get some rest while I'm gone."

Zhao Qinfeng gave a reluctant "Oh".

"I'll video call you when I'm free tonight," Lin Ting said.

Zhao Qinfeng nodded and watched Lin Ting leave.

Lin Ting's trip was to record a variety show in another city, a connection facilitated by Qiu Mingyue. The variety show itself was novel in format, and the production team was an excellent group. Although each recording required round-trip air travel, Lin Ting had already decided to dedicate himself to the music industry and naturally wanted to work hard to improve and showcase himself, so he accepted the offer after consideration.

It was quite a coincidence that the timing was so coincidental. After all, Zhao Qinfeng and Lin Ting had arranged to go out together in the next few days, but unexpectedly, it wasn't Zhao Qinfeng, a very busy person with a packed schedule, who was suddenly unavailable, but Lin Ting.

After the plane landed at the local airport, he collected his checked luggage, met with the staff sent by the production team to pick him up, and then took a car to the recording location.

"The greenery in this city is so beautiful," Lin Ting exclaimed, looking out the window at the lush trees and large shrubs.

The staff member who came to pick him up was surnamed Cao. He said with a smile, "Yes, our area is famous for its beautiful greenery, but there are also a lot of mosquitoes. It's alright now that the temperature is low, but it can be very dangerous in the summer!"

Xiao Cao was very talkative and, being a local, had a deep sense of pride in his hometown. He introduced many scenic spots and local delicacies in the streets and alleys along the way.

Lin Ting had been listening to this all the way, and she was starting to think about staying here a few more days to explore.

When Lin Ting met the director, she greeted him and exchanged a few polite words before getting down to business.

"Our next two days of filming will consist of most of the footage shot inside the venue, but we'll need to do one outdoor scene on the second day at an amusement park in the suburbs," the director briefly explained.

Although the theme and format of this variety show seem novel, it is still the usual routine. It's just that the director has arranged all the tasks and processes in an orderly manner, making it particularly comfortable to work with.

However, no matter how well arranged, there are always unavoidable accidents. The recording time itself will last from the afternoon to midnight, and if it is delayed a little longer, it will be 3 a.m.

It's understandable that everyone gets a little anxious at this point in the recording, but thankfully all the guests and staff are very professional.

After returning to her hotel room, Lin Ting was so sleepy that she was almost delirious and collapsed onto the bed.

After a short while, Lin Ting regained some consciousness, struggled to get up, took a shower, and then quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Ting woke up according to her usual biological clock and went back to sleep without worry when she saw the time.

Two hours later, he was woken up by his own alarm clock and got up feeling refreshed.

Lin Ting was unable to speak with Zhao Qinfeng last night, as the recording went on for too long. Lin Ting could only take advantage of the break time to exchange messages with Zhao Qinfeng briefly, telling him about his plans for the next few days and casually chatting about his first impressions of the city.

Although the recording on the second day didn't go as late, the outdoor shooting was very physically demanding. Lin Ting returned to her hotel room more than six hours earlier than the previous day, but she was still so exhausted that she was barely conscious.

He lay on the bed and made a video call to Zhao Qinfeng.

The video call connected quickly. Lin Ting was too lazy to hold the phone in her hand, so she placed it on the bedside table at an angle, barely able to face her.

Zhao Qinfeng's face appeared on the phone screen. He leaned closer to examine Lin Ting's condition.

"It seems like filming on location is tough. Get some rest early tonight."

Lin Ting mumbled a reply, "Yeah, I'll go to sleep after finishing the video call."

Lin Ting glanced at Zhao Qinfeng and felt that he looked a little strange. He didn't know if it was his expression or something else. Lin Ting didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to the details of Zhao Qinfeng. He didn't even know what he had talked about with the other party. He basically responded with vague thoughts and onomatopoeia.

After a while, there was no sound from Lin Ting's side. Zhao Qinfeng stared at Lin Ting's sleeping face for a while. Although he felt a little reluctant, he still raised his voice and called out to him twice to wake him up.

"Go take a shower, turn off the lights, and then go to sleep. You'll feel unwell tomorrow if you sleep like this," Zhao Qinfeng said gently, looking at Lin Ting's slightly pained expression after being woken up.

Lin Ting nodded and did as instructed, and then said goodnight to Zhao Qinfeng.