Chapter 57 "Teacher Fang, please do something about him!"...

Yan Tu was shocked that Fang Xingu had admitted it so readily. He pointed to the cameraman next to him in astonishment: "We recorded everything."

Fang Xingu glanced at Jing Yitong beside him, and with his encouraging gaze, he said firmly, "So what if we recorded it? It's not like it's anything shameful."

No sooner had Fang Xingu finished speaking than Qi Qiu ran up from the side and punched Yan Tu: "No way, even if you record it, you have to cut it out!"

Qi Qiu and Yan Tu are old classmates. This morning, Qi Qiu picked Yan Tu up, so he naturally spoke his mind and didn't hold back with Yan Tu.

At this moment, Jing Yitong's agent, Song Kan, came over and put his arm around Qi Qiu, pulling him aside like good buddies: "Come on, Qi-ge, let's talk about the two of them."

The two walked to the side, and Song Kan handed Qi Qiu a cigarette, asking, "How much do you know about them?"

Qi Qiu cautiously accepted the cigarette. He wasn't familiar with Song Kan and didn't know what Jing Yi and this agent were up to. He didn't dare to reveal the truth directly and instead asked, "Brother, how much do you know?"

Song Kan lit Qi Qiu's cigarette with a lighter: "You know pretty much everything."

"You know everything?" Qi Qiu probed, "Including that they might not be brothers anymore after a while, you know that too?"

Song Kan nodded wearily: "A marriage alliance?"

Qi Qiu shook his head helplessly: "Sigh."

The two unfortunate agents stood in the corner, smoking and sighing.

After finishing his cigarette, Song Kan stubbed it out and said, "Brother Qi, what are your plans? Although they both said they wouldn't let this get out, I think the truth will eventually come out. We need to make several contingency plans just in case."

Qi Qiu deeply sympathized, saying, "As soon as I found out about this, I worked through the night to come up with several versions of the response plan for when things were exposed. It's not easy for anyone."

Song Kan patted his shoulder sympathetically: "Do you think we need to guide the fandom's direction first? Should we give them a heads-up so they can be mentally prepared? You're more professional in this area than I am, so I'd like to hear your opinion."

Qi Qiu: "Your teacher Jing is an actor, so the fan circle should have a smaller reaction to Teacher Jing's relationship and marriage, right? Unlike ours... Anyway, I have already sent someone to talk to the big fans. I didn't say anything explicitly, but just revealed that they have a good personal relationship. At least we can stabilize the relationship between our two fan circles first."

Hearing this, Song Kan understood and said, "In that case, there's no need for the 'The World Is So Big' program team to cut out all their interactions."

Qi Qiu paused, his hand holding the cigarette butt still. Rationally, he knew that revealing some scenes of Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong's interactions through the program "The World Is So Big" could increase fans' and viewers' acceptance of their relationship and lay the groundwork for the future. But emotionally, Qi Qiu really wanted Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong to stay away from each other.

But Qi Qiu also knew that his idea was unrealistic, and that Song Kan's suggestion was the best solution.

After struggling with the decision for a long time, Qi Qiu asked, "But if things continue like this, it seems they're destined to be a couple. Won't your teacher, Mr. Jing, have any objections?"

Although Qi Qiu didn't participate in the recording of "The World Is So Big", he knew from what Zhou Xiaoyou said how different the way these two interacted later was from the early stage. Not to mention that they just got out of the same car together, which was obviously saying, "That's right, we came from the same family!"

Even though there haven't been many scenes of Fang Xin Gu and Jing Yi Tong together yet, a group of CP fans are already shipping them to death. Once these scenes are released, it might be really hard to control how this CP develops in the future.

Upon hearing this, Song Kan pictured Jing Yitong's face and thought to himself, "This kid would mind? He'd probably be more than happy to accept it."

But Song Kan didn't expose Jing Yitong's secrets. He just made a dry joke: "We don't have any problems. We're going to be a legal couple anyway, so why do we care about any CP stuff?"

The words may be rough, but the meaning is sound. Qi Qiu listened in silence for a long time before saying, "...Okay, I understand. Let's go, let's go talk to Director Yan."

While the two agents and Yan Tu were discussing the editing standards, Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong had already been taken inside by staff to record separately.

A few days ago, Fang Xin learned that he was coming to record the theme song, and he had already taught the song to Jing Yitong at home in advance. After all, he was the lyricist and composer of the song, and when he was composing it, he didn't make the song too difficult to sing because he had to take into account the singing abilities of the other guests.

Jing Yitong, the student, studied very diligently and quickly mastered the song. Therefore, Fang Xingu was not too worried about today's recording.

The two were taken to two recording studios for recording. Fang Xingu's recording went very smoothly as usual. He had written the song himself, and his grasp of the emotions was very precise. Moreover, the song was not difficult, and his singing skills were evident. After only a few takes, Fang Xingu's recording was completed.

Fang Xingu's recording speed was naturally quite fast. When he walked out of the recording area, he knew that Jing Yitong was definitely not finished. He took a stroll and naturally went to the monitoring room of the recording area where Jing Yitong was, preparing to wait for Jing Yitong to go home together after get off work.

He thought there wouldn't be any major problems with Jing Yitong's recording, but when he asked the recording engineer about the progress, he found out that Jing Yitong hadn't even finished recording the first verse.

Fang Xingu was surprised: "You only recorded this much?"

Fang Xingu was well aware of Jing Yitong's abilities. Jing Yitong was definitely not tone-deaf, not even a plain-voiced person. Although he was not a professional singer, he had a very good timbre. In addition, perhaps due to being influenced by Wang Jinxu since childhood, his singing skills were actually quite outstanding among ordinary people.

Moreover, they're not recording a professional single today, just a theme song for a variety show. Logically, they shouldn't have such high standards and requirements, so why is the progress so slow?

The sound engineer shrugged helplessly: "Teacher Jing is particularly nitpicky today. He recorded several takes and still felt that he didn't sing well enough."

Fang Xin took the opportunity to listen to Jing Yitong's recording several times in the monitoring room. He felt that it sounded about the same as his expectations of Jing Yitong. He wondered why Jing Yitong was suddenly so stubborn today.

At this moment, Jing Yitong also noticed Fang Xingu, so he walked from the recording area to the monitoring room and said, "Xingu, are you all better now?"

Fang Xingu opened a bottle of water and handed it to him: "Hmm. Why are you recording so slowly? Do you think you're not singing well?"

The recording studio amplifies all the flaws in a song. Many people who sing well normally will have their true colors revealed once they enter the recording studio. Some people even find their voices surprisingly unpleasant when they hear their own recordings for the first time.

This wasn't Jing Yitong's first time in a recording studio; he had recorded some songs before, but today he unusually complained about his own singing.

After drinking some water to moisten his throat, Jing Yitong said, "Maybe it's because I've listened to you sing 'The World Is So Big' too much these past two days. Now when I listen to my own original voice, it sounds very loose and unpleasant. Sigh, there's no harm without comparison."

Fang Xingu was stunned: "What, are you going to blame me in the end?"

Having already finished discussing with Yan Tu and returned, Song Kan had been listening to him record for a long time and was speechless. He complained, "No way, what are you comparing yourself to a professional singer like Teacher Fang! As long as it's listenable, that's enough."

Jing Yitong glanced at him and said, "I just have high standards and strict requirements for myself."

“Tch, you’re not going to become a film and television actor,” Song Kan said helplessly to Fang Xingu for help. “Teacher Fang, please do something about him!”

Fang Xingu smiled, but turned to Jing Yitong and said indulgently, "It's good to have ambitions. I'll help you adjust."

Jing Yitong raised an eyebrow at Song Kan smugly: "I'm just waiting for Teacher Fang to give me some pointers."

Song Kan rolled his eyes and pretended not to see it.

Fang Xin: "When you sang just now, did you feel that your voice was very low and stiff, and not clear at all?"

Yes, a little.

Fang Xin pressed his hand on Jing Yitong's abdomen: "Sing 'Experiencing the time difference between day and night' once."

"Feeling the changing seasons," I heard you have a problem when you sang that part earlier. Let me feel how you were using your abdominal breathing.

Jing Yitong glanced down at the spot where Fang Xingu's hand was pressing. Fang Xingu's hand had lowered, touching that awkward spot at the very bottom of his abdomen. The recording studio was hot, and Jing Yitong was only wearing a T-shirt. With Fang Xingu's hand pressed against him like that, he could feel the warmth of Fang Xingu's palm.

Jing Yitong smiled as he looked at Fang Xingu, and then, under Fang Xingu's innocent gaze, he grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, placing it in a position where he could truly feel the force exerted by his abdominal muscles.

Fang Xingu stared at Jing Yitong's actions in bewilderment until a moment later, when he realized that he had pressed the wrong button.

The moment he realized this, Fang Xingu felt as if he had been burned and instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but Jing Yitong pressed his wrist tightly, forcing his hand to rest against his abdomen.

Jing Yitong asked earnestly and sincerely, "Didn't Teacher Fang want to help?"

Fang Xingu awkwardly replied, "Oh...oh, you sing."

Jing Yitong sang two lines of lyrics before Fang Xingu's attention was finally drawn back to the main topic.

Jing Yitong's vocal cords are naturally thick, and he habitually uses chest resonance to produce his voice, which makes his singing even thicker. This is actually the opposite of many people, who spend their entire lives trying to make their voices thicker, while Jing Yitong is simply born with exceptionally good natural talent.

However, everything has its limits, and Jing Yitong couldn't control it. Such sounds did indeed sound rather rough and chaotic in the monitoring room.

Fang Xingu thought for a moment and pointed to the area below his collarbone with his finger: "Your vocalization position is too low right now. You can try to raise your vocalization position."

As he spoke, Fang Xingu simply gave Jing Yitong a demonstration. He made an "ah" sound, which was initially quite low, but as his fingertips slid up his neck, the position of his voice rose continuously, making the "ah" sound more focused and clear.

After the brief demonstration, Fang Xingu said, "That's it. You can also put your hand on your throat and feel the difference in vocal cord vibration when you speak from different positions."

"good."

Jing Yi, a good student, was very attentive. When he heard Fang Xingu say this, he immediately raised his hand, and the next second his fingertip was pressed against Fang Xingu's Adam's apple.

Fang Xin Gu: ?

Fang Xin's Adam's apple was very sensitive. Almost the instant it was touched, he shuddered, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

Fang Xingu was extremely embarrassed: "...I meant for you to press it against your own throat!"

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Author's Note: Jing Yitong: Is this a perk for not paying attention in class? [question mark]