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Inside the top-of-the-line recording studio on the 20th floor of Qingqiu Studio, the indicator lights of the complete SSL analog console flickered on and off.

Lin Yan plopped down in front of the mixing console, casually adjusted the angle of the monitor speakers, and his slender fingers slid rapidly across the console. His smooth movements left the recording engineer waiting nearby completely dumbfounded.

Shen Qingqiu stood on the other side of the glass partition, wearing headphones. She took a deep breath, trying to get herself into the zone quickly.

"Ready to give hand signals at any time." Lin Yan pressed the intercom button.

Shen Qingqiu gave an "OK" sign.

Lin Yan pushed down the fader, and the light electronic keyboard and the intro to the reggae beat instantly filled the studio.

The rhythm is very lively, and the pink, youthful vibe is overwhelming.

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and spoke in perfect sync with the rhythm: "If you suddenly sneeze, it must be because I'm thinking of you..."

As soon as the song started, the recording engineer in the control room gasped.

Lin Yan frowned and decisively pressed the stop button, abruptly ending the accompaniment.

Shen Qingqiu opened her eyes and looked at Lin Yan outside the glass with a puzzled expression.

"Boss, are you issuing a challenge to me?"

Lin Yan pressed the intercom button and unceremoniously switched to his sarcastic mode.

"This song is called 'Love You,' not 'Assassinate You.'"

"The way you pronounced it just now was so cold it could freeze this shed solid. When I heard you sing 'I sneezed,' I really thought you were going to come through the internet cable and kill me."

The sound engineer bit his lip hard, turning his face a deep purplish-red, afraid of being fired on the spot if he laughed out loud.

Shen Qingqiu's face flushed red instantly.

Since her debut, she has always maintained a cool and aloof image; this sweet and charming girlish style is completely outside her area of ​​expertise.

"This word is too... I can't quite grasp the feeling for it right now." Shen Qingqiu said through the glass, his tone unusually hesitant.

Lin Yan sighed, got up, pushed open the door, and walked into the recording studio.

As Lin Yan approached, Shen Qingqiu inexplicably felt the surrounding air become warmer.

"The core of this song is 'relaxation,' that kind of tipsy feeling of being in love."

Lin Yan walked up to her, less than half a step away, and the faint scent of his minty shampoo wafted directly into Shen Qingqiu's nostrils.

"Don't be so tense." Lin Yan raised his hand and placed it directly on Shen Qingqiu's stiff shoulder.

Shen Qingqiu's body stiffened abruptly, then miraculously relaxed little by little under the warmth of the palm.

"Imagine this song as you're being affectionate with someone you like. Don't pronounce the words so rigidly, and let the ending notes float upwards."

Lin Yan took the sheet music and circled the key notes with a pen.

"For example, the word 'ah' should have that playful quality of having figured things out."

To see the score clearly, Shen Qingqiu unconsciously tilted her head slightly, just as Lin Yan was looking down to give her pointers.

The distance closed instantly, and Lin Yan's warm breath as he spoke gently brushed against Shen Qingqiu's ear.

Shen Qingqiu felt a tingling sensation in his ears, his heart raced uncontrollably, and even his fingertips felt numb.

"Look at the lyrics, put on your headphones, and I'll guide you into the rhythm."

The accompaniment returns.

Lin Yan's slender fingers tapped gently on Shen Qingqiu's shoulder to keep time.

"Three, two, one, go in." His deep voice rang in my ears.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath and spoke again, following the rhythm.

Because of her blushing and racing heart just now, her voice naturally carried a hint of flustered coquettishness.

If you suddenly sneeze, it must be because I'm thinking of you...

"Yes, keep it up, finish the sound," Lin Yan instructed softly.

"If I get woken up by my phone in the middle of the night, oh, that's because I care..."

"Perfect, continue."

Under Lin Yan's patient guidance, Shen Qingqiu completely shed her aloof and cold demeanor.

The exquisitely beautiful voice, coupled with a humble and sweet demeanor, creates a deadly contrast that is incredibly captivating.

After recording the song, Shen Qingqiu's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

She turned to look at Lin Yan, her eyes revealing a hint of coquettishness that she herself was unaware of.

"How is it?"

Lin Yan looked at the top diva in front of him, whose cheeks were flushed, and his heart skipped a beat.

He quickly coughed and looked away to cover his embarrassment: "Passed. Boss, your comprehension is barely enough to warrant my ten million annual salary."

After hearing this, Shen Qingqiu smiled secretly, and didn't forget to roll her eyes at him.

At the same time, at the elevator entrance on the twentieth floor.

Two middle-aged men in cleaning uniforms pushed a cleaning cart, glancing furtively toward the recording studio.

"Did you get a picture?" the short man asked in a low voice.

"The glass is reflecting light! But I found out that Lin Yan and Shen Qingqiu have been inside for half an hour, alone together!"

The tall man excitedly raised the miniature camera hidden in the towel.

They are from the notorious paparazzi studio "The Sting," and they can make millions just by getting a little solid evidence against these two people.

Just as the tall man was about to approach the door, a large, thick hand grabbed the back of his neck.

"What are you doing?" The security captain, accompanied by three burly men, stood behind them like an iron tower.

"Property...cleaning." The tall man trembled with fear.

The security captain sneered, snatched the towel, and smashed the miniature camera on the ground.

"I know all the cleaning ladies at Qingqiu Studio. Who do you think you are, daring to come here and take pictures without my permission!"

The security captain stomped on the equipment and smashed it to pieces.

"The surveillance cameras have been watching you. Drag you out and call the police!"

A few minutes later, the two paparazzi were thrown out of the building like dead dogs.

Inside the recording studio, the two were completely unaware of the incident happening outside.

After three hours of relentless work, the demo of "Love You" was perfectly completed, and Lin Yan sent the mixed audio file to the publicity department with one click.

"All done. I'm not going to worry about the rest."

Lin Yan stretched out a big yawn, his bones cracking in protest.

"I've really lost tons of brain cells working on these songs. Boss, we need to have a nice extra meal tonight to make up for it."

Shen Qingqiu picked up the water glass and moistened his dry throat.

Looking at the lazy bum in front of her who couldn't wait to leave work, a hint of helplessness and amusement flashed in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll grant your wish. We won't go out to eat tonight. I'll have Chen Yu buy the groceries, and we'll grill at the villa."

"That's great! Chen Yu is really quick and efficient." Lin Yan snapped his fingers excitedly.

The two walked out of the recording studio side by side. As soon as they pushed open the door, they bumped into Lao Liang and several executives waiting anxiously in the corridor.

Upon seeing the two emerge, Lao Liang rushed forward as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

"President Shen, Director Lin! The publicity plan for 'Love You' is finalized, but the planning department just came up with a bombshell new suggestion!" Old Liang waved the documents in his hand, his eyes shining.

"Speak." Shen Qingqiu instantly switched to her aloof female CEO mode.

"Don't we still have five more trump cards? Why don't we go all out?" Old Liang handed over the plan.

"At 8 PM on Saturday, 'Love You' will be released online for the first time. After this sweet song ignites the pink bubble across the internet, at midnight, we'll suddenly release the pure audio version of 'Later'!"

As Lao Liang got more and more excited, he said, "First, we'll use extreme sweetness to blast off the hype, then we'll use extreme heartbreak to harvest tears. This combination of sweetness and angst will definitely make the new album a hot topic in the Chinese music scene!"

Shen Qingqiu glanced down at the plan, a look of admiration flashing in his eyes.

She turned to Lin Yan and asked, "What do you think?"

Lin Yan put his hands in his pockets and said, "You guys who play with tactics have dirty minds. I don't understand marketing tricks. Even if you engraved these two songs on a rocket and launched them into outer space, I would support you wholeheartedly."

Shen Qingqiu completely ignored his sarcastic remarks, turned to look at Lao Liang, and spoke with a resolute and domineering tone.

"Go with this plan. Allocate 20 million yuan for promotional resources, and get all the splash screen recommendations on all platforms!"

"Finish the music video in the next two days!"