Although the whole song has almost been completed, it took more than ten days before the final studio product was born.

The arrangement of this song "Dawn" is still very simple. Apart from the guitar accompaniment, there are only the drum beats, bass and some effect notes at the end. However, Pei Ningle carefully adjusted the part of the bridge, tried different chord directions and singing styles, and finally chose a version that he was most satisfied with.

Two days ago, Wang Heng followed her to the recording studio from time to time to accompany her. However, when he arrived at the back, the one who accompanied her became Han Yixuan.

On the afternoon of that day, Pei Ningle and the arranger determined the final version of the song, and then passed the finished product to her and Han Yixuan's mobile phones.

After getting this done, the two girls left the recording studio and found a small convenience store on the street.

A skewer of grilled sausages and a small bottle of tea, this is Pei Ningle's dinner.

"You eat so much, won't you feel hungry?" Han Yixuan, who bought a bento next to her and waited for the microwave to heat it.

Pei Ningle finished gnawing the Europa League sausage in a few bites, then took another tea drink, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she said, "There is no way. I will sing later. I dare not eat too much, otherwise I will feel wrong when I speak."

Han Yixuan couldn't help but be stunned: "You'll sing later?"

Pei Ning nodded as if of course: "Yes, I'm a resident singer in the bar every night."

Han Yixuan: "But are you going today? You sang for a while this morning and then arranged the songs with them. You should be very tired, right?"

Pei Ningle sighed: "There is no way, I promised it. And there are always people waiting for me in the bar, and I didn't ask for leave in advance. Now I'll say I won't go, right?"

Although it was a sigh, Pei Ningle was not too frustrated or worried when he said this. Compared to the state where he was stuck in a bottleneck in his previous creation, the feeling of fatigue but fulfillment is obviously much better now.

After picking up the hot lunch box from the microwave, Han Yixuan found an empty seat in the convenience store to sit down, opened the chopsticks and started eating.

Pei Ningle sat next to her, took out her cell phone, plugged in her headphones, and listened to the music silently.

Halfway through the meal, Han Yixuan suddenly looked at Pei Ningle's mobile phone screen and said, "Xiaole, are you still listening to the fruits of your labor?"

Pei Ningle took off his headphones and smiled and said, "I'm so awesome!"

"Yes, I felt this way when I heard the finished version just now," Han Yixuan exclaimed, "Xiaole is really strong."

Pei Ningle thought about it and said, "But thanks to him, I could find the feeling of the end of this song. When I was stuck at the bottleneck, I had already conceived the main song part almost..."

Han Yixuan frowned and realized that things didn't seem simple. In the past days, something that she didn't know had happened?

She asked quietly, "Thanks to whom? Wang Heng?"

Pei Ningle nodded: "Yes, he took me to Xichun Road that day. We visited for a long time to find inspiration..."

Han Yixuan: "Then you found inspiration? Could it be that you found inspiration from him?"

"It shouldn't be counted. When you can't write songs, you can't be inspired by people. But after eating a lot of food, I sat there, and had some memories in my mind, and then I got inspiration... Maybe it's really related to him being by my side? Oh, I don't know either!" Speaking of this, Pei Ningle stuck out his little tongue a little embarrassedly.

Han Yixuan silently lowered her head to eat, and there was an idea in her head: It doesn’t matter, this way of finding inspiration is OK, it’s not the kind that comes with zero-distance contact.

Anyway, Wang Heng has a nominal girlfriend now. Even if she is just a shield, at least Xiaole should understand that it is inadvertent to take advantage of it!

———

Late at night, after finally finishing the singing, Pei Ningle returned to his apartment, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then lay down on the bed and couldn't get up.

Han Yixuan followed her to the bedroom and reminded: "Don't you change your clothes?"

Pei Ningle's little face was buried in the pillow and said weakly: "I won't change my clothes anymore. I'll change the bed sheets tomorrow if I have time."

Han Yixuan: "Then are you sleeping like this?"

"Yes," Pei Ningle muttered softly, "Xiaoxuan should be together too..."

Han Yixuan stood beside the bed, looking at the girl who quickly fell asleep when she touched the pillow on her face, and felt a little moved.

All day long, from the recording studio to the bar, she felt tired just by being by her side. Pei Ningle had to concentrate and cheer up whether she was discussing arrangement or singing. How could she not be tired after this?

Fortunately, Pei Ningle has finished working today and can rest with peace of mind. And there is nothing to do tomorrow, so you can sleep in quickly, right?

Thinking about his course schedule, Han Yixuan is sure that he will not have classes tomorrow morning, so it is not impossible to sleep here tonight. But the problem is that there is only one bedroom and one bed in the room, where should I sleep?

Han Yixuan looked around and her eyes fell on the bed.

The petite girl was lying there, with a lot of space on the bed, and it was more than enough to lie down with a girl.

"It's the first time I've been sleeping with someone else...but is it just like that? At least I have to wash my hair?"

———

The next morning, Pei Ningle just woke up and smelled a familiar citrus fragrance.

She sat up in a daze and realized that there was one more person beside her.

It was Han Yixuan, her eyes closed, and she still hadn't woken up in her sleep.

The fragrance comes from Han Yixuan's long hair, but why does it smell so familiar?

Pei Ningle, who had just woken up, thought for a few more seconds and realized that the smell was his own shampoo. In other words, Han Yixuan used his own shampoo last night.

In contrast, Pei Ningle himself seemed much sloppy. He picked up his phone in the black screen and looked it in a mirror, and saw his bangs pressing against his forehead.

Pei Ningle tiptoed out of bed and prepared to take a shower for himself. But at this moment, the phone ringtone rang.

Because she subconsciously didn't want to wake Han Yixuan, she quickly answered the call and then heard Wang Heng's voice:

"How is that song done?"

Pei Ningle whispered: "It's done, I'll send it to you later."

Wang Heng: "Why are you so quiet? Is there anyone next to you?"

"Uh... Xiaoxuan is sleeping here."

"Hmm?" Wang Heng on the other end of the phone realized something was wrong. "She came to accompany you so early? Or did she not go back to the dormitory last night?"

Pei Ningle: "..."

The girl is already messy.

Why, I feel like I was caught on the spot!

Let’s look at Han Yixuan who is sleeping soundly next to her... Are she really catching a villain in the bed?

But soon, Wang Heng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, it's normal for girls to be closer."

Pei Ningle became even more messy.

Is it an illusion? Why, Wang Heng seems to have a little... relief in his tone?
Chapter completed!