Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"Pretend to be a ghost to scare me, you are so boring."

Zi Qiao fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. The figure in front of him, with his hands stretched straight out and looking like a ghost, was not Nan Feng.

"Who can be more boring than you?"

Nan Feng put down his hands with a bright look on his face: "I thought you were brave, but I didn't expect you to be so courageous."

"My hero, could you please be reasonable? Who can stand up to being scared by you while sleeping in a daze?"

Zi Qiao patted his chest. He was still scared.

Nanfeng's voice just now sounded more like a ghost than a ghost. It could be said that among ghosts... Hu Yifei!

Zi Qiao, who calmed down a little, felt that what he just said was too shameful, so he continued to say harshly: "And I am already very bold.

"If it were Teacher Zeng, would you believe that he would just roll his eyes and faint?"

Nan Feng nodded.

Although he had never scared Teacher Zeng by pretending to be a ghost like this, Zi Qiao's guess was very consistent with their understanding of Zeng Xiaoxian.

How about... give it a try next time?

Nanfeng's thought of playing tricks flashed away, and then he looked at Ziqiao with a smile.

"Okay, let's get up first."

Compared with Teacher Zeng, playing with Zi Qiao is more interesting now.

Zi Qiao was stunned. He picked up the phone on the bedside and scanned it. Then he yelled in a broken voice: "Oh my god, it's only three o'clock in the morning and you wake me up?"

"My sleep time is very short."

Nan Feng crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows disdainfully at Zi Qiao: "Besides, wasn't that person bragging about himself a few days ago, saying that he insists on drinking every day, sleeping four hours, and never sleeping with the same girl? .

"What's wrong? You can't bear to lose an hour of sleep?"

Ziqiao lowered his hands feebly and looked at Nanfeng helplessly: "Brother, it's true that I only sleep four hours a day.

"But I didn't go to bed until after two in the morning!"

"so what?"

Nanfeng spread his hands and said with an indifferent expression: "It's not like you don't know my work and rest time, so you blame me for not sleeping?

"Or...are you planning to admit defeat so soon?"

"How is it possible? It's just two or three hours less sleep. For me..."

Zi Qiao yawned loudly: "There's no problem at all."

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

Nan Feng said with a bad smile: "But it's useless to say all that. You'd better get up first. If you do it any later, you won't be able to keep up with my time schedule."

"Okay, I'll get up."

Zi Qiao sighed helplessly.

From the moment he set this challenge, he knew what he was going to face.

Even if Nanfeng's petty character could understand what they were doing, he would always have to suffer a little.

Zi Qiao had already realized this.

But I am really sleepy...

Ziqiao thought to himself as he raised his eyes to look at Nanfeng.

Nan Feng also looked at Zi Qiao with a puzzled expression.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and then Zi Qiao said helplessly: "It's okay for you to get me up, but can you go out first and let me change my clothes?"

"I thought you were staring at me for a long time because you were shy."

Nanfeng said and was about to exit the room. When he walked to the door, Nanfeng turned around and asked teasingly.

"Zi Qiao, aren't you... frightened to the point of peeing?"

"Slander, you are slandering!"

Zi Qiao shouted angrily.

No matter how timid I am, I can't be scared to the point of peeing my pants.

Nanfeng nodded with understanding: "I understand, I understand.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else...

"You! peed! on your pants!!"

Ziqiao listened to Nanfeng's suddenly rising volume, and his head was suddenly filled with black lines.

"Can you shout any louder?"

Fortunately, it was the middle of the night and everyone was sleeping, otherwise Nanfeng would have forced himself to trade with him to the limit.

"That's not okay. If you make it any louder, it will be a nuisance to the people." Nanfeng said in a very fair manner.

He closed the door of Ziqiao's bedroom and turned to look at the three ajar doors: "Aren't you going to bed at this hour?"

The door of Curry Sauce's bedroom slowly opened, and her head just popped out of the crack in the door: "Teacher Nanfeng, we are actually all asleep. It's just that Brother Ziqiao screamed too loud just now."

Then the other two heads were revealed, and Meijia and Guangu also smiled at Nanfeng.

"Go to bed quickly and stop gossiping." Nanfeng said softly to the three of them.

"good."

The three of them looked at each other and then retracted their heads.

However, these three guys only retracted their heads halfway and then stretched their heads out.

"Nanfeng, I have a question..."

"Teacher Nanfeng, I also have..."

"south wind……"

"stop!"

Nanfeng interrupted the three guys' inquiries. When all three of them were quiet, he said, "What do you three want to ask?"

"The three of us should be asking the same question..."

Meijia smiled at Nanfeng, with a gleam of schadenfreude in her eyes.

"Zi Qiao...did he really wet his pants?"

Nanfeng spread his hands: "What do you think?"

"cut……"

Now the three of them closed the door without looking back.

After a while, Zi Qiao was fully dressed and yawned and said, "What are we going to do next?"

Nan Feng pointed at 3603: "Didn't you say that what I do can be done by you? Then let's give it a try."

After saying that, Nan Feng took Zi Qiao to the dubbing studio of 3603. He opened the door and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't have much work recently, and everything is almost done. Otherwise, I wouldn't have time to waste time with you." .”

"What is a waste of time? Maybe I am the one-of-a-kind dubbing genius?" Zi Qiao said with a yawn.

Nanfeng smiled dismissively: "It doesn't matter if you are a genius. Genius is just the threshold for meeting me."

"People with good talent speak tough."

Zi Qiao looked around the various equipment in the dubbing studio curiously: "These things look very expensive at first glance. Aren't you afraid that I will break them for you later?"

Nanfeng sat down and said calmly: "It's okay, just pay the original price."

"Depend on!"

Zi Qiao was startled by Nanfeng's words: "You can't be so cruel, right?"

"You won't be able to damage my equipment just after you come here."

Nan Feng rolled his eyes at Zi Qiao: "Don't worry, these devices are not very difficult to operate, and they are not as easy to break as you think.

"Besides, you, a poor man with a clean pocket than your face, still worry about this."

"That's good." Zi Qiao let out a sigh of relief.

Nanfeng motioned Zi Qiao to sit down, and said in a deep voice: "Originally, I planned to give you a lesson on the use of these devices, but considering that after today, you probably will never have anything to do with dubbing in your life, so Let’s not waste each other’s precious time.”

Ziqiao was overjoyed when he heard this. He gave a thumbs up to Nanfeng: "You must understand me."

As Nanfeng said, if it weren't for this challenge, I might never have anything to do with dubbing in my life.

There is really no need to learn a skill that can only be used once in a lifetime.

Not to mention that he gets sleepy when he hears others giving him lessons.

Judging from the current situation, if I fall asleep, there is no telling what kind of weird wake-up service Nanfeng will prepare for me.

How miserable.

"So you don't have to worry about the related equipment, I will help you operate it."

Nanfeng said as he picked up the manuscript he had prepared long ago from the table: "Your task now is to dub this novel."

"Isn't it just dubbing? It's a joke." Zi Qiao took the manuscript confidently.

The reason why he is so confident is not because he is really the one-of-a-kind dubbing genius.

Zi Qiao still knew how much he weighed.

But dubbing is not like high-level math. If you can do it, you can do it, and if you can’t, you can’t.

In Zi Qiao's eyes, dubbing is just reading the text to the script.

Although the gap between masters and newbies is as big as clouds and mud, Ziqiao's goal was not to become a master.

No matter how poorly he matched up, he at least deserved it, right?

Anyway, Nanfeng couldn't expect a newbie to complete his work.

Nan Feng looked at Zi Qiao with a silent proud smile, and his smile grew brighter.

“By the way, it stands to reason that these recorded audio novel audios will be sent to the platform after post-processing.

"It's definitely impossible to post the things you recorded on the platform, but I will post them all to the WeChat group at the base camp on the sixth floor.

"At that time, everyone will be your first audience."

Nan Feng squinted his eyes and smiled like a cunning fox.

It's just you, little Jiujiu, who can't seem to see it.

When Zi Qiao heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He stammered, "Nanfeng, there's no need to send it to the group, right?"

If this was posted to the group, Xiaoxian and Meijia alone would laugh at him to death, even if no one else said anything.

Nanfeng had already made up his mind: "The dubbing is for others to listen to. If you don't send it out, are you planning to keep it for yourself to listen to when you sleep?"

Zi Qiao knew without even thinking that Nan Feng was trying to make things difficult for him, but if he insisted on being truthful, there was nothing wrong with his statement.

As a voice actor, what you dub should always be heard by people.

"Okay." Zi Qiao sighed helplessly.

Originally, he planned to just read it casually and deal with the problem, but now he can only take it seriously.

Ziqiao took the manuscript from Nanfeng's hand and scanned a few pages briefly before he was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dazzled and still couldn't help but read it over and over again.

In the end, Zi Qiao looked at Nan Feng in astonishment.

"Are you sure you want me to match this thing?"