Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

"That's right, I almost forgot that there is a meeting at the company tomorrow morning."

Bo Ruchu suddenly realized: "It's so late, you can rest here, I'll pass the document to the monk, and see what he thinks."

She yawned a little, Luo Jiu rubbed her sore eyes, and responded, and was about to go to the guest room, but was interrupted by Bo Ruchu: "The guest room is taken by Fu Ling, you can just stay in my room first." Night."

Luo Jiu responded, and lay down on the bed directly, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Bo Ruchu shook his head helplessly, modified the last paragraph of the recording, and privately stamped it to the monk.

After a while, the dialog box lit up.

Monk: Nanda, do you know what time it is? !

Nanmao: You're only 11, don't tell me you should be asleep.

Monk: "..." Can he say that he is indeed lying on the bed in front of him? !

After waiting for a while, seeing that the monk didn't reply, Bo Ruchu said that the computer was turned off for a rest, and the monk's head lighted up again.

Monk: The dry sounds of the other CVs haven’t been sent yet. I’ll save you and Liuda first, and I’ll start post-processing after the other CVs are sent.

After Bo Ruchu returned a no-problem expression, he turned off the computer and looked at Luo Jiu who was laying the bed. The corners of Bo Ruchu's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out another set of quilts from the closet, turned and walked towards the living room.

Bo Ruchu's eyes darkened when the president's words about recruitment sounded. If there is no problem, Xu Yang should also be among the newcomers who submitted the application this time...

Early the next morning, Luo Jiu was awakened by the smell of food, and was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that she had rested at Ziqi's house yesterday.

After washing up quickly, looking at the wrinkled body, exhaled a foul breath, Luo Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Forget it, I'll ask Ziqi to borrow some clothes later."

Because the two are about the same size, and with the addition of a few millimeters that are almost negligible for height errands, it's not like they didn't take clothes from each other before.

Fu Ling's eyes lingered on Luo Jiu for a few seconds, and she held back her smile and teased, "I said you slept in a pair yesterday, didn't you?"

The corner of Luo Jiu's mouth twitched, and he nodded, acquiescing to Fu Ling's statement.

Fu Ling glanced at Bo Ruchu, seeing that he didn't seem to be affected, she raised her eyebrows, did she guess wrong before?

Scanning Luo Jiu without a trace, looking at the content displayed on the virtual screen, Fu Ling's eyes flashed with amusement.

Bo Ruchu, who had noticed the movement over there long ago, resisted the urge to show the word "#" on his forehead, and continued with the movement in hand.

While the three of them were eating leisurely breakfast, the internal contact group of the Voiceless Club exploded.

Not only because Bo Ruchu and Luo Jiu were talking in the group yesterday, but also because when the monk urged the other CVs to submit their original sounds last night, he inadvertently revealed that the two had already sent the original sound files.

Although it will be troublesome to synthesize in the later stage of recording separately, the efficiency of CV has been improved. After all, several people have time, the better, it is better than recording one by one, and it is better to leave it to the later synthesis. They are required to record segment by segment instead of a long segment directly, so the post-processing is actually not very troublesome.

In addition, the CVs who received the script one after another saw this, and did not delay any longer, and immediately sent the recorded dry voice to the monk.

The monk suppressed the desire to swear and began to deal with the dry sound at hand, but the frowning from time to time showed that it didn't seem to be going very well.