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"Hey."

Qi Jin saw the gray light in front of the ID flickering for a moment, and then realized that she just laughed out loud.

However, what should I do if my throat really trembles involuntarily?

"Returning Juju, you just laughed, right!" The director is worthy of being a director, and his hearing sensitivity is almost as good as that of a bat.

"He definitely laughed!" The screenwriter also quickly joined the ranks of accusations.

"I was just thinking, how many mouths does the crew have, even the grandparents. Is this to be paid by the grandson? Well, it's only natural." Take a breath.

"Pfft hahaha!"

"Returning Juju Tucao like it!"

This time, the editor-director duo couldn't hold it anymore, and laughed through the microphone.

Planning Yanzhihua bursting into laughter, her originally low voice was much more energetic, and she said angrily, "Don't be like this? At least Uncle Yan is not a weak receiver, so he won't make too much drama."

"Then what's his voice?" Qi Min raised his eyebrows.The thumb of his right hand was still pressed against his lips, trying to suppress the urge to raise the corners of his mouth.

Yan Zhihua paused for a second, as if searching her guts for an adjective.

"It's... the kind of grandpa's voice that is often heard on TV."

Xianfeng Daogu.

"Hey."

As a media person who is very familiar with film and television works, Qi Zhen carefully made up these four words, and then laughed out loud for the second time.

"Does the production crew mean that I want to SM an old man with a sense of demeanor? The concubine can't do it—"

"Pfft...hahahaha I'm dying of laughter! Help!"

"Pfft, please let me go on the return date! Just now my roommate asked me if I was crazy, and I laughed so terribly! Hahahaha!"

The atmosphere in YY's room suddenly became cheerful, sweeping away the previous heavy haze.

Geese go north.

This is the first time Qi Yu knows this ID.According to the screenwriter Puppet Show, this CV can count the dramas he has produced with ten fingers, and he is very, very new.

The friend of the puppet show was planned by another crew. At that time, the radio had come to an end, but the role of the neighbor's grandfather was left unattended.The planners in the circle basically understand that male CVs with young to young voices are the most. Under the premise of ensuring a natural voice and a natural tone, there are fewer people who can raise their sense of age to middle-aged uncles, and those who can pretend to be grandpas There are very few people.

The friend of the puppet show couldn't find help everywhere, so he had to bite the bullet and post a recruitment post on the forum.

I thought the post would be lost forever, but I didn't expect to receive an application email the next day, with a dry note attached.Since the role is a secondary one, there are not many lines, and all the dry voices are recorded, and each sentence is repeated three times.

Conscience of the industry!

So the planners who lack the voice of grandpa and uncle flocked to ask for resource sharing.Yanbeixiang's ID became synonymous with the newcomer "professional grandfather" for a while.

Yan Zhihua was introduced through the puppet show, and after listening to several of his plays with grandpa, she felt that he could be asked to play the role of grandpa Xiao Gong in the play.But because the role of grandpa only appeared in the memory scenes, and the lines did not exceed [-] sentences, the crew did not pull him into the group, and kept in touch privately.

"But this person, it sounds amazing." The puppet show in charge of contacting him said so.

Her friend followed suit and sent out an invitation to add a friend based on the QQ number displayed on the email, and it passed the next day, so the friend naturally said a lot of "Thank you for your dry voice", "Grandpa's voice is very good", "You are really a good person who gives charcoal in a timely manner." Such words of thanks.

Then there is no more.

Friends thought he might just be an outsider passing by to make soy sauce.The online distribution circle often has this kind of CV that disappeared after recording two sentences, so it is not surprising.

However, several planners other than friends sent invitations with the mentality of giving it a try, and they passed.

"My lord, can I ask for another grandfather's voice? It's the voice of your last drama!"

"My lord, the only thing I need is a grandfather voice, can you help me! QAQ"

"My lord, can I record three lines, the voice of a 50-year-old uncle, see the lines below."

"My lord, beg Shuyin..."

"grown ups……"

"Big……"

……

None of the above QQ messages received a reply.

All, part, all, no, yes.

However, everyone received a dry voice from the other party unexpectedly, and the quality was also very high.The same is true when echoes are required.

"He is very strange. He is obviously online, but he ignores me when I say anything. But he will definitely deliver the voice, and the delivery will be very fast."

The puppet show babbled on its own, completely unaware that the atmosphere in the room seemed to turn from sunny to cloudy, and there was an illusion that the temperature plummeted for a while.

"So, this is probably the first time he's been on a YY scene?" It was obviously the first time he had heard of this person.

"Uh, yes..."

"And maybe he won't come at all?" Yan Zhihua added tremblingly.

"Uh, yes..."

Sifang Jiadao let out a long sigh of frustration, and made a contemptuous expression on the public screen: "Puppet, are you making wool? What's the difference between this and not finding anyone?"

"Oh, forget it, I'll keep looking for someone." Yan Zhihua was about to give up waiting, and was about to turn off the microphone when the puppet show suddenly screamed.

"Wait! Wait! He's coming in!"

Qi Yu subconsciously looked up.

Under the channel name "Trap Crew", a white vest really appeared, with the words "Yan Bei Xiang" succinctly hung on it.

The icon following this ID is still a green leaf.

Corresponding level: Level 1.

Personal points: 0 points.

Qi Jin rationally felt that she shouldn't laugh now, otherwise Yan Zhihua would probably be sobbing again.

"Grandpa, hello." After the crew pulled Yan Beixiang into the sub-channel dedicated to PIA music, Qi Wei first smiled and expressed his greetings.

"Pfft! Master Guiqi, don't do this!"

"It's hard to come here, don't embarrass me away again!"

The green lights of the crew STAFF flashed one after another, blocking him from continuing to speak.The scene is slightly joyous.

The indicator light of Yanbei direction is always in gray state.

But two words suddenly popped up on the public screen: Hello.

The STAFF members collectively took the dumb drug for a moment, not because of surprise, but because of deep worry.

"Can't you speak now, no mic?" Only Qi Yu seemed to know how to read minds, and calmly voiced the huge questions in everyone's mind.

Five seconds of suffocating silence—

Four words popped up again on the public screen: You can speak.

"Huh..." The voices of the three girls all breathed a sigh of relief from the earphones.Probably because of the influence of the other party, the crew members also began to speak on the public screen by typing.

Planning-Rouge Flower: Hello to SAMA from Yanbei!I am the planner of this show, just call me Rouge~(≧▽≦)/~

Screenwriter-puppet show: Uncle Yan!Thank you for coming! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ah, I am the puppet who knocked you on QQ~

Director-Square Knife: Hello, Grandpa! [Poof] I'm the director's knife, is it because you haven't used YY before?Press F2 or click "Press and hold F2 to speak" at the bottom of the window to speak freely.

Yan Beixiang: Hello.

……

……

……

So what?

What about the rest of the story?

Why don't you speak up?

Everyone broke into a cold sweat, and then there was a dead silence on the public screen.

The indicator light for Yanbei still didn't light up.If the video can be connected at this time, Qi Yu is sure that the faces of the girls behind the screen will be bewildered and bewildered.

"Uh, I think I'll post the fragments of the script that need to be matched on the announcement first." The director broke the silence anxiously, trying to get to the point as soon as possible.Soon, a few lines from the two protagonists in "The Trap" appeared on the announcement screen, which was the first time they met privately.

"Uh, you are the director, you go on, the puppet and I will listen in from now on." Yan Zhihua left a weak sentence, turned off the lights and turned off the microphone.

"That's right, Rouge and I can use the public screen to type." The screenwriter then turned off the microphone.

"Ah, what... you two can start when you are ready. Let me go through the whole paragraph first, and I won't interrupt. I will make specific comments after I finish." The director style of Si Fang has always given the initiative to the CV.

Zixi nodded.

"Understood. My side is ready to start anytime."

Another five seconds of suffocating silence.

It's just that after the silence this time, the indicator light that had been showing gray lighted up without any warning.A strange man's voice came from the ear.

Deep, resolute, with a little depression and sullenness.

"I knew from the beginning that everything you did was just to plot against me—"

Qi Jin was startled.

As soon as he let go, the pen in his hand slipped from between his fingers.

From dropping the pen to falling on the table and spinning around, he held his breath for just a few seconds.He was a little thankful that the soft "click" sound was too small to pass through the microphone.

What came out was the director's long-awaited "fuck", with a very long tail, and even a sense of echo can be heard.

She seemed to have completely forgotten her promise not to interrupt until the end, and gasped: "Hey... Hey, what was that just now? What was that young voice just now!"

The two people on the public screen swiped the screen even more quickly.

Planning-Rouge Flower: Damn it! ! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: Damn it! ! !

Planning-Rouge Flower: Damn it! ! !I just finished typing and inserting the knife said it for me, damn it! ! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: I'm the one who wants to fuck up the most! !This is the first time I heard Uncle Yan's youthful voice, hey! !Good end just deep and easy to attack! !

Planning-Rouge Flower: Isn't the point of being so young! !Fuck! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: Yes yes yes!Youth voice! (￣﹃￣) Saliva! !No more, the young voice is so amazing, I feel like being hit by an electric current in my heart! !

Planning-Rouge Flower: Pfft, puppet, you are really enough!

Screenwriter - Puppet Show: Enough is enough of me!Ask for more!please continue! (￣﹃￣) By the way, don’t you just stop talking, poof!

Seeing this, the director who was still in a state of shock came back to his senses, and his first reaction was that all the lights were off except for himself: "I was wrong, I must not interrupt!... Hey, hey? Are you still on the return date?" ?"

Qi Jin heard the director call her ID, sat up straight, and stared at the screen to collect herself.

The pen that had dropped next to the keyboard before had stopped.

But the slight trembling of the fingers was not there yet.

Really, unexpectedly——

It is exactly the same as the voice in my head when I read the original work.It was unexpected.

"I'm here." He made his tone look calm, and suggested without a trace, "Sorry, Mr. Yan Beixiang, can you turn up the volume a little more? I didn't hear very clearly just now, maybe the signal is not good. "

While saying this, he accidentally moved the mouse to the "Record" button.

Click on it.

There was one or two electric hissing sounds from the other party, as if they were really adjusting the volume of the microphone.

The director didn't move at all, it seemed that he just turned off the microphone.

The public screen is silent and does not dare to disturb.

After about ten seconds, the strange young man's voice sounded again, repeating that line.The sound position is closer to the microphone, as if it is close at hand.

"I knew from the beginning that everything you did was just to plot against me."

The depressive taste has deepened, and the sound of deep breathing can be heard especially in the bass area.

Playing against each other is a very interesting thing.

When the opponent plays at a high level and makes people enter the play, his own performance will also be raised to a higher level.Especially this tit-for-tat scene and momentum.

"Knowing it's a trap, but jumping in alone - doesn't it just mean...you're interested in me?"

Qi Qi smiled calmly.

According to the script scene prompt, the place where this dialogue takes place is a secret room.The criminal police officer Xiao Gong had his hands tied behind his back and was forced to lie on a sofa.The underworld shou was sitting straddling him with one hand supporting the sofa, while the other was clutching his throat, admiring his sullen eyes.

Therefore, in the first half of the sentence, Qi Yu strengthened a sense of condescension.

After the "Could it be" in the second half of the sentence, the tone becomes low, the speed of speech slows down, and the ending seems to be whispering, which makes it easy to think of the dynamic of leaning into the ear and taking a breath.

Not to mention his voice comes with a sexy bonus.

"...Damn it." The director, who had declared twice that he would not interrupt, made an exception again.As expected, the public screen was frantically swiped by the two girls who were listening.

Planning-Rouge Flower: Deception!cheat!ah! TAT

Planning-Rouge Flower: The whole night tonight is a fraud! !Return date SAMA, your voice supporting the drama is far from the usual one! !So sexy!Emma is so sexy!

Planning-Rouge Flower: The blood tank was empty in an instant just now, damn it! !

Planning-Rouge Flower: ...Why am I the only one excited? ? Σ(°△°|||)︴What about the screenwriter! !What about puppets! !puppet~~~puppet~~~

Writer - Puppet Show: Save!Life!ah!Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ! ! ! (￣﹃￣) Just went to replenish blood!

Director-Sifang Jidao: I, I also urgently need blood... ＿(:з"∠)＿

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Pfft, you've interrupted them many times for stabbing!Don't insert a knife when you shouldn't insert it!

Director-Sifang Jidao: Yes, I'm sorry... I can't help it... ＿(:з"∠)＿

Planning-Rouge Flower: I understand! ! ! The atmosphere of TAT just now is so embarrassing! ! !Full of lust! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: Rouge hold on! ! !Forget about the return date, don't scare Uncle Yan away...ah, no, Lord Yan Beixiang ran away! !

Planning-Rouge Flower: I was wrong, I am guilty!Go on, two! 【Cover nosebleed】

Director-Square knife: Two people continue!If you interrupt me again, I will chop my hands off! ...Uh, no, just slap your mouth! [Cover nosebleed + 1]

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: The two continue! [Cover nosebleed + 2]

Qi Jin smiled and watched the chat records constantly refreshed on the public screen, feeling good.He picked up the pen on the table again and played with it between his fingers.

After the three words "recording" on the button, the time gradually increases by one minute and one second.

"Let's go on." He invited politely.

"Okay." For the first time, the other party spoke a line other than the script.The voice is not much different from that in the play, probably the original voice was used just now.

But even so.

Qi Jin turned her palm sideways, and tapped the cap of the pen on the table once, and again.The force is very light, not to break the lively discussion on the public screen at this time.

Even so - this person is still not Tongquetai.