Chapter 38: 38 White Hair School Uniform Male High

"This office ......" Ji Xingchuan said, "is a bit old, it is said to be Lao Guo's 20 years of youth, can you give Lao Guo's youth some face? "

Pan Xu : "I ...... them?"

"Got it, Ji Xingchuan." Fang Zhiran said.

"Good brother, you've got a lot of guts." Pan Xu came over and hooked up with him, "On the contrary, Big Dipper, you don't even call me brother anymore."

"Some other time." Fang Zhiran said.

The brain is revolting at the moment.

It's a travesty to play this on a loop in a place where there's so much research going on.

Pan Xu jumped at the chance, "Ji Xingchuan, get me a glass of water."

"I have to check the progress of my dissertation for my midterm defense next week." Ji Xingchuan said, "Seeing that you work hard every day, send me your progress tonight, I'll check it."

Pan Xu shook his head in pain.

Fang Zhiran strutted behind his brother toward the lab.

"Dong Ji Xingchuan , is the midterm defense hard?" He asks, "I see that because of this, everyone on the forum is crying their eyes out lately."

Ji Xingchuan paused in his footsteps, "Call me elder brother, I was born a long time ago, I don't need a name."

Fang Zhiran looked sheepishly at the sky.

"It won't be hard for you, your big published papers, any one of them, with small extensions from them, will be enough to graduate." Ji Xingchuan said, "You don't have to worry about that."

"I'm not worried about that." Fang Zhiran said, "Pan doesn't have to worry either. Qin Fan next door isn't in a hurry, so what's his hurry?"

Qian Men A growl came from inside the office.

Fang Zhiran had set "senior" as his brain's blocking word, and was about to push on the lab door when Ji Xingchuan nudged him in the shoulder.

"Wait." Ji Xingchuan said.

The laces of the goggles were gently tucked under, and Ji Xingchuan helped him raise the glasses upward a bit.

"Be safe." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran balked, "Good ......"

Engaging in academics is the joy of life.

After an experiment, Fang Zhiran felt refreshed and free of desire.

At noon, he slipped off to the newly opened window in the cafeteria, got a banana pancake, and was just about to head back to his office when a voice call came on his cell phone.

"Don't go back to the office." Ji Xingchuan's voice was lowered, "The nap space is full, and your sister Chu moved a folding bed to take up two places."

"Winter Teacher!" Fang Zhiran also lowered his voice, "You're a bit of a good bass, you know!"

"Yeah, what about this kind?" Ji Xingchuan presses a scummy bubble tone on him.

Fang Zhiran shakes his fist, "Like, really like, want to slap it twice to get high."

"...... Go back to sleep quickly." Ji Xingchuan said, "Don't come in the afternoon."

"Okay." Fang Zhiran said.

He turned the wheel for himself, changed lanes, and headed back to his dorm.

He Xuyang is not there, and the draft paper on which he wrote his experimental program is missing from his desk, but he has a large bag of lollipops on his own desk.

Well, He Xuyang's retribution.

Fang Zhiran had just picked up a pancake when a message came on his cell phone.

[Lu Zhu]: [Extra audio file "Modern No, This is the Office"]

[F]:?

[ Lu Zhu ]: After-sales service.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Free stuff, it's never a scam, right?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Kind of makes sense.

Then come and listen.

[Elder brother, can ...... you read my paper for me?]

Uh-huh? Sounds pretty normal to me.

[Look at the paper, right? It's not free to look at.]

[Come on, you sit on my lap.]

Then came an evocative sound track.

Fang Zhiran : "......?"

Huh?

He exited the audio with his hands full.

It's really ...... the first time I've come across this male-male theme, what's with this feeling of awkwardness and curiosity?

Fang Zhiran clicked on it again, got embarrassed again, and clicked on it again.

[F]: hands up.jpg

[ Lu Zhu ]: handing out the microphone.jpg

[F]: (no offense) (no offense) Is this kind of tiger-wolf language embarrassing to you when you're dispensing it?

[ Lu Zhu ]: Which sentence?

[F]: All.

There aren't many normal words in this show, are there?

[ Lu Zhu ]: I'll tell you what if you go buy another one of my dramas. [ Kryptonite Link ] to unlock some paid content.

[F]: [Kryptonite Screenshot]

[ Lu Zhu ]: has unlocked chat for you, handshake.jpg

[ Lu Zhu ]: Characters are characters, I'm me, but the guy I'm acting with in this one seems to be toe-catching all the time, so maybe his lines are more shameful?

[F]: would a winter teacher be worthy of such a tiger and wolf word? (*^▽^*)

[ Lu Zhu ]: He's very dignified, he's a deadbeat, and he won't take a lot of plays.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Ask him if he'll take it.

[ Lu Zhu ] withdrew a message.

[ Lu Zhu ]: He's not like me, I'm a full-time voice actor, he's not even a part-time actor, it's all about hobbies and self-awareness.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Look at his radio station, he originally fished for three days and then simply threw away the net.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Yeah. Oh.

[ Lu Zhu ]: recently said a big fan had been waiting for his voice to come back on the air!

Fang Zhiran : "Ah ......"

So he guarded the increasingly desolate radio station and literally waited until the day his avatar lit up again.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Snowflakes, are you busy? I'm going to call you. Shall we discuss the character "Fourteen"?

Fang Zhiran froze, as if it were a lifetime ago.

Help, he was forgetting that this was a collaborator, not a yellow waste repository.

A voice request pops up on his cell phone screen, and Fang Zhiran clicks "Answer".

"Hello, hello, can you hear me? Snowflakes?" Lu Zhu's voice came, "I'm Lu Zhu."

Lu Zhu: "Why don't you say something?"

"I hear your voice now and I feel like two people are going to DO it." Fang Zhiran said slyly.

Lu Zhu: "......"

Both parties, never reticent, were silent for a moment at the same time.

"Let's talk about the characters." Fang Zhiran said, "It's fate to work together on the same character."

"What fate? Be confident. Who else can do it but us?" Lu Zhu said, "I'll be the voice of Cerqin, and you'll be the face of Cerqin."

Fang Zhiran: "......?" I'm what?

No, I'm a decent guy.

"Talking about characters." Fang Zhiran corrected the conversation back, "I looked up the original a bit more, and the author used the same word fifty times to describe 'Fourteen's' voice."

"'Moving,' right?" Lu Zhu says, "I'm going to disown those two words by the end of this."

"So you really have to rely on your own realization." Fang Zhiran said, "I think his voice should be quite sweet and clear."

"Are you this kind?" Lu Zhu asked.

"Do I sound sweet?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"That's what I was told." Lu Zhu muttered, "I'll be a parrot for you."

"Elder brother." Lu Zhu opened his mouth and mimicked his voice, "Elder Brother Xing Chuan!"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Shit, these amazing species.

Stop it. I can't hear the word "brother" today.

"But 'Fourteen' doesn't exactly sound sweet, I think he might be a bit of a tease." Fang Zhiran said, "It's a normal time with the player, and once he gets it, I think with his personality, he won't be able to hide his happiness, and his smile will be obvious when he speaks, smiling and cruel kind of thing?"

Fang Zhiran: "I'll try to describe it to you in human terms."

"You're more like a human being than an author." Lu Zhu says, "I probably knew that asking someone who knows how to do a voiceover is comforting."

Lu Zhu adjusted his voice a couple of times, read a few lines, and Fang Zhiran picked the one he felt fit better.

"OK." Lu Zhu said, "When the short video you shot is sent over, I'll grind it out with the supporting director and it'll be almost ready."

"Thank you." Lu Zhu said, "A little winter Snowflakes."

The call hung up.

At the end of the work, Fang Zhiran closes his character notes.

Time for a nap.

Did ...... just buy another show? Then listen to it?

It's a waste not to listen to it, little Snowflakes is so stingy, you can listen to a bit of anything on voice control anyway.

What is it this time?

Fang Zhiran clicked on the link curiously.

"Days and Nights with the Idol".

Fang Zhiran: "......"

*

Fang Zhiran laid down in his dormitory for half an hour, collected two books into his bag and headed for the library.

The University of A's library is uniquely designed, and every once in a while, it's going to reap a wave of compliments from netizens.

He found a seat by the window and sat down, and had just turned on his computer when, on his work number, the assistant from the mcn organization sent a message.

[mcn晴灯文化- Li Li]: Snowflakes, the post-processing of the chart, you look at it.

Fang Zhiran opened the zip file, it's good, nice composition, very atmospheric shots.

[mcn Clear Light Culture- Li Li]: If there is no problem, the first step of publicizing the cooperation with the other party is going to start.

[ Snowflakes ]: okok.

Fang Zhiran angrily gnawed on three pieces of literature, furiously knocked out two thousand words of thesis, learned to be dizzy, put on the headphones, the radio drama began to play.

[Teacher, I've been following you for a long time, I'm super into you!]

[Teacher, can I have your autograph!]

This is a good one, quite normal, the little fan and the teacher he has idolized for so long.

He's kinda empathetic.

Okay, where's the signature? Notebook?]

[Is it okay to go here ......?]

Fang Zhiran: "?"

[Kissing sounds]

[&%$#......&Sound]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran's world came crashing down.

Fang Zhiran quit the radio play.

*

In the evening, Ji Xingchuan left the lab and retrieved his cell phone.

Mr. Winter's little one-on-one radio station is always on tonight, isn't it?

Fang Zhiran At this moment, in which app?

He opened the x-site and poked at the list of mutual friends.

["Winter Snowflakes" is listening to the radio drama "Days and Nights with Idols"]

["Winter's Little Snowflakes" exits the radio play with a bemused look on his face.]

["Winter's Little Snowflakes" stomps its feet and clicks into the radio play again.]

Winter Snowflakes" gave 100 flowers to the radio play.

Ji Xingchuan : "......?"

Fang Zhiran went from the library to the dormitory and finished listening to another one before realizing with a shock that the time was already evening.

There were several missed messages on the phone.

[mcn晴灯文化- Li Li]: Snowflakes, publicity has been sent, the work "Finally Sometimes" has been well publicized.

[mcn Clear Light Culture- Li Li]: We received a cos promotional collaboration for another book.

[ Snowflakes ]: What's it called?

[mcn Clear Light Culture - Li Li]: There's Always Heaven.

[ Snowflakes ]: ......?

He opened his computer and searched for information about the book.

Got keywords like parody, face marketing, paragraph plagiarism.

[ Snowflakes ]: Reject.

[mcn晴灯文化- Li Li]: Okay, I'll get back to them. One more thing, Snowflakes, the organizers have rescheduled this weekend's Comic-Con and postponed it to late January, so let's go live this week instead.

It's not uncommon for organizers to change their schedules, and Fang Zhiran is happy to take a weekend off since he has a lot of exhibitions to attend this season.

So he returned the favor, grabbed his phone, and started booking hotels around the school.

The hotels, which were usually at his disposal, were showing all full rooms.

A voice popped up on the screen and he answered it without hesitation.

"Old winter ...... brother." Fang Zhiran withdrew an epithet.

Older Winter Brother: "?"

Older Winter Brother: "Why are you calling me all sorts of things today?"

"Keeps things a little fresher between master and brother." Fang Zhiran A serious piece of nonsense.

"Just finished listening to the radio drama?" Ji Xingchuan's voice came.

"Ah, you're peeking at me again." Fang Zhiran proceeded to flip the hotel.

"Does it sound good?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "Someone else's voice."

[Is it good? Someone else's TV show.]

Fang Zhiran raised his hand and slapped his head, this brain, why is it still leaking radio dramas.

"Ji Xingchuan." Fang Zhiran asked, "Are there any events near the school this week? How come the hotels are all gone?"

"There's a concert this week, and your sister Gan Wanhe bought the tickets a long time ago." Ji Xingchuan said, "Not to mention the neighborhood of the school, the hotels in our whole area should be booked up."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Are you going live?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "You can borrow my dorm room."

"Huh? Can it be?" Fang Zhiran asked.

He hadn't really thought about that.

"Why not." Ji Xingchuan said, "You said we're secondary allies."

Makes sense.

"Then lend it to me for three hours." Fang Zhiran said, "I'll return it to you when I'm done."

"It's okay." Ji Xingchuan says, "Pack it up, there's enough room to use it all together, what are you wearing this week?"

Fang Zhiran: "Let's see, vintage clothes?"

"It's going to be hot." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Somewhat reasonable." Fang Zhiran thought for a moment, "Come out with a white-haired school uniform male high, this is lightweight."

"Yeah." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

How's that?