Leaning on the sofa, he took out his phone and found Thinking of Clear Dustâs QQ number from a certain group, sending a friend request.
[Iâm a bit tired, can we talk?]
At the same time, the voice actor named Thinking of Clear Dust was about to go on stage.
The host excitedly said, âIs everyone still interested in voice acting performances?â
âChe.â There was a sigh from the audience, it was very hard for them to watch another voice acting performance.
âThen letâs welcome the voice acting clubâs group B to give their version of the popular âReincarnation Endowmentâ!â
As soon as the hostâs voice fell, before they came onto the stage, the crowd exploded.
âWhat is this?â
âAiyo, my god, please donât insult the Nian Yi in my heart, alright!â
âDamn! Right, right! There is no Nian Yi after Clear Dust, there is no Qi Jun after Warm Cup, alright?â
âCan you skip this show, Iâm afraid that someone will attack them later.â
âDonât do this, alright? The small groups online are already annoying, now itâs the voice acting clubâs group B?â
âGoodbye, Iâm leaving first!â
......
The words from the crowd made Mo Ranâs face turn pale in fear, the same with Mao Qi.
Although he had some voice acting experience, with so many people being fans of âReincarnation Endowmentâ, it really made him feel a bit worried.
âI feel that my breath has stopped!â Mo Ran was wearing the aqua blue dress with a pair of hibiscus soft soled shoes underneath.
âAh?â Luo Qing Chen was a bit surprised, feeling Mo Ranâs words were a bit funny.
Mao Qi also said, âI feel that my heart has been hit.â
â......â
Even she was too lazy to reply and just gave a speechless expression in response.
âI say, do you think I will be notified by god Warm Cupâs Weibo?â Mao Qi was a bit stunned. It was clear that the audience had a big influence on him.
âYouâre not playing Qi Jun.â Mo Ran replied.
âDonât worry!â When they were about to go on stage, Luo Qing Chen gave him some âreassuranceâ. She said with a faint smile, âYou have god Warm Cup, just relax and voice act.â
âKe, ke.â Wen Yan Chen on the side cleared his throat, âI think itâs possible if you voice act too poorly.â
âPuchi.â Luo Qing Chen had a faint sparkle in her water clear eyes, âIs that true?â
âItâs not.â
âItâs over, itâs over.â
âIâm also finished.â
A minute later, the background music started, but the restless crowd didnât stop.
There was even a fan of âHalf Warm Cupâ who directly threw their water bottle on stage and angrily, âPlease donât bring shame to my god Warm Cup! Alright! Alright! Alright!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Their voice was very loud, causing Wen Yan Chen to knit his brows. Wearing that moon white robe, he closed his eyes.
The lights on the stage dimmed after this.
âShe got married today?â Qi Jun asked the person who came with a smile.
This was an ice cold voice that was unique in this world.
âYes.â (The narrator Xiao Dong)
He took the poisoned wine and drank it, âI have no worries in this life!â
Instantly the noisy crowd fell silent.
This silence made even the sound of a leaf falling audible.
Comments(0)
Join the discussion — sign in to leave a comment
Sign In to CommentNo comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts!