Chapter 42: I like you

Instantly, Fang Zhiran saw dismay, confusion, relief and ...... some rising interest in the old winter thief's gaze?

"What are you going to do to your secondary allies?" He asked again.

"Uh-huh!" Ji Xingchuan nodded.

Fang Zhiran: "You're still 'uh! ?"

That's a special question, isn't it? Who told you to answer it as a general question?

No. Admit it?

Don't you cover up? I'm trying to cover it up if you don't.

"I, I'll go back first." The old thief didn't panic, but Fang Zhiran did, and went to the electronic clock on the table next to Ji Xingchuan, ready to tell the time, "It's already ...... night."

Ji Xingchuan hammered three times on the electronic clock, moving the time forward by three hours.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

A cover-up?

"Seems like there's no work." He pretended to yawn, "Then I'll go back to ......"

A stack of literature was dropped in front of him.

"Dry." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

I'm giving you a step down, and you're kicking me down, aren't you?

He was annoyed, but realized that the other man was looking at him good-naturedly.

"I'd like to listen to a radio play with you." Ji Xingchuan asked, "Give me a chance?"

Fang Zhiran : "Is ...... just listening to radio dramas?"

"Of course not." The other guy says, "I'd like to do two more episodes with you."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Countless "ahs" drifted past his head.

Whose confession is I want to be in two episodes with you?

"Fang Zhiran." Ji Xingchuan hands on his shoulders, welded him back to the chair, to the speed of speech stepped on the gas, "I'm 25 years old well-known voice actor account fans of nearly 3 million, belongs to the secondary culture of the number one company will be the moon Media, Mandarin A A voice versatile, different ages and different personalities can be interpreted has been for a number of TV drama movie role dubbing also let a number of game characters speak later also want to challenge different roles with different voices."

Ji Xingchuan ："Professional, vocal line, can't learn fast, please can I apply for your boyfriend?"

"Amazing." Fang Zhiran said, "Do you speak without changing your breath at all?"

Nope.

Is that the point?

"Can't!" He said.

"Why?" Ji Xingchuan poured himself a glass of water nonchalantly.

"I ...... don't like people." Fang Zhiran said.

"I'm a dubbing god." Ji Xingchuan said, "Superior to people."

Well, it's a little bit of shit.

Fang Zhiran added, "Then I can't like God either."

"Is it still a god to have a bipolar attack in a game voice, and read earthy wife-chasing lines in a Snowflakes broadcast?" Ji Xingchuan asks, "I've been whipped off the pedestal by you."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Help.

"In the past, the company sent me to the immediate work, are poetry recitation, game voice-over this kind of, recently a open microblogging, clear all shouting for me to go down the sea, this is the line." Ji Xingchuan said.

Ji Xingchuan : "And offline, before Mr. Qian see me, spring breeze, smile friendly, now Mr. Qian see me ...... now Mr. Qian do not see me at all."

"You're the one who ruined my image." Ji Xingchuan points, "You're responsible."

Fang Zhiran wracked his brain and continued to struggle.

"Then ...... who's a senior brother in love ah?" He whispered, "Won't it affect your studies? There's still a competition to go."

"Didn't you just listen to the drama recently?" Ji Xingchuan said, "Yu Zhuye said you liked it and even went to send flowers."

"Then the idol and the fan can't fall in love." Fang Zhiran said.

"Living with a Male God, did you not listen carefully?" Ji Xingchuan said, "You relisten."

"Any more questions?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fang Zhiran felt that there was, definitely there was, but for a while, the other side seized so many loopholes that he couldn't even refute them.

[Ran-Ran]

I don't know when the other person switched to a gentle voice that belonged to winter.

[Don't just like the voice, like me, right?]

[I've been chasing you, did you find out?]

*

04: 23:00

Group chat [逢考必郭] (27)

[ Jiang Feng ]: soybean rage.jpg, who set the office clock forward three hours?

[ Jiang Feng ]: I locked my cell phone in my locker and was thinking of going back after I learned about 1:00 tonight.

[ Jiang Feng ]: Who is so wicked! Come out and I promise not to kill you!

[F]: ......

[ Jiang Feng ]: Huh, Fang Zhiran is still up?

[F]: kodak headache.jpg

Fang Zhiran lies flat and thinks a lot.

Mr. Winter, like him?

Since when?

Talking to him about Pure Love and explaining to him the way radio dramas dub colored passages?

No, it should have been earlier.

That's when you drove late at night to pick him up from Harimitsu Culture?

Gosh, he even had his tail removed and his belt chain adjusted, which was the equivalent of delivering a small snowcone directly to the other side.

What kind of chimera behavior am I engaging in, Fang Zhiran Burying his face under the covers, Fang Zhiran clawed furiously at them in embarrassment.

So, the other person took the initiative to tell his identity because he liked him.

Instead of trying to take his life because he is too social to die.

What with playing games with him, hiring him as a match director, daily one-on-one radio, what with showing off his skills and giving him meals, it's all fucking bait thrown out by the other side to feed him ghosts.

Old winter thieves, hiding so deep.

As he thought back, he was surprised to realize that each step was intentional on the other's part.

What do you like about me? Fang Zhiran couldn't figure it out.

It can't be love at first sight, can it? Or do you want to sleep with the powder!

He'd never been in love and didn't know what liking was, and he'd only ever liked paper people on weekdays, and even though they were all winter-matched paper people, he didn't know if he wanted to like living people?

If you don't sleep, famous cosplayers are going to stay up as deadly cosplayers.

He clicked on the x-site to find a laid back and relaxing sea catching video to hypnotize him, and as soon as the homepage opened, the system pushed several messages to him.

[Your special attention to "Radio Anchor - Winter Updated with an Entry"]

[Guess what you like: "If I Read You Love Letters in Winter"]

It's the middle of the night and you're updating your work?

Never heard of it, and though he broke and fell in the face of the other man's confession, the work he still whored around a bit as a vocalist.

Fang Zhiran hesitated for half a second and cut a small number.

@ Gu Gui Hurt People is listening to the audio "Winter If I Read You Love Letters".

[Still awake?

[Gotcha.

A voice with a low chuckle was diligently carried to Fang Zhiran's ears by the headset.

The voice ...... is onomatopoeic.

To be precise, it is the onomatopoeia after vocalization techniques and simple modifications.

Usually sounding lazy and aloof, it sounded focused and serious in the middle of the night.

[Don't be surprised, hear me out--]

[I'm sorry for being so cold to you at first, you hid it too well and didn't let me see your sharpness.]

[It's a good thing you took a chance and let a unique Snowflakes fall in my barren desert.]

Above the audio, pop-ups fly-

"This vocal reading of a love letter today is just foul!"

"Oooooooh rounding up my favorite voice actor is confessing to me!"

"Very well, let's go with that quality of update from now on."

The audio continues.

[I don't think you were expecting that.

[I liked you before it was winter.]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

This love letter, to whom is it addressed?

No, something wasn't right, and with difficulty he reached his finger toward the exit button.

[Take it easy and hear me out.]

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Prejudging?

[I don't seem to know how to like you or what you like.]

[My life has been smooth sailing in other people's mouths, but only with you, always stumbling.]

[It is good that I am not useless in your eyes.]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Is that about me?

[Yes.]

[Dear (current tone), I'm sorry for the countless times I've left your messages stone cold.]

[I'll write you back today.

[Thank you for waiting for me who didn't know where to go since the beginning.]

[I like you, like the old you, waiting for an echo.]

[Want to go out with you, is that okay?]

The audio ends abruptly here.

Another small wave of pop-ups erupted-

[Can can can, good to hear.]

[Worthy of a winter teacher, this love letter was read with that really careful and deep feeling!]

[Why are you suddenly giving rice today! Is it really me who deserves to hear it?]

[Ahhhhh I'm in love oooooooooooh, it smells like love.]

[Teacher pick a better text next time, I didn't understand much of what this love letter was written about, but the teacher's voice is still amazing.]

[Right, right, love letters didn't get it.]

[Who wrote this, the writing is so bad it wastes your voice.]

Fang Zhiran in front of the screen: "......"

What to do, he heard.

Winter Thief, is that how you hand out love letters?

I don't like men, Fang Zhiran thought, and I don't know how to fall in love.

You may not wait to hear back from me, really.

He exited the audio and looked for a video of catching the ocean, and the anchor was digging through the beach, and he couldn't brew up any sleep.

Until the sound of He Xuyang's alarm clock rang in the dormitory.

Like a sleepy old dog, He Xuyang struggled out of bed and tiptoed to wash up for fear of waking his roommate.

He put on his backpack and opened the door of the dormitory, ready to meet the new day too ...... Ji Xingchuan?

"Good day, senior." He Xuyang greeted tentatively, "You're looking for Fang Zhiran to work so early?"

"Give this to him for me, please." Ji Xingchuan handed out a paper bag.

He Xuyang: "?"

He Xuyang tiptoed back and gently placed the paper bag on Fang Zhiran's desk.

"What the hell?" Fang Zhiran sat up.

He Xuyang was startled: "My God, you're awake."

"Your senior asked me to give it to you." He said, "I'm going to the college building, bye."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

The smell of pancakes hooked him into moving from the bed to the table.

You can't eat it. It's bait.

Certain gifts will have a price tag in the dark.

He doesn't even know how he's going to fall in love, how he's going to say yes.

He walked to the bathroom, washed his face to clear his head a little, and when he came back, on his cell phone, Ji Xingchuan's avatar popped up.

[Ji Xingchuan]: [Voice]

Fang Zhiran: "?"

"Little Snowflakes, you've eaten so many of my snacks, not this one."

[F]: I'll give you back your snacks. (*^▽^*)

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: You like snacks, I don't.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: IMO, I'm not giving away snacks, I'm throwing in the towel.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]:If you're going to return it, you're going to throw in the towel as well? Penguin Jumping Rope.jpg, I've been enjoying this white-haired doctor lately. [ Pictures ]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Dog thief, other people at most ask to return the favor, but you want me to return the favor with the rest of my life.

He took the pancake as Ji Xingchuan and crunched it.

[Ji Xingchuan]: [Voice]

"A love letter to you, hear?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

[F]: Sudden deafness.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]:.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Have Pan Xu get those three medical students to check you out?

[F]: Don't.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: not to chat with you, I'm at the college building, pancakes eat early, cold will not be good.

[F]: soybean despise.jpg

Just go after it, I'm going to freeload, I'll earn my death.

Fang Zhiran thought as he finished his pancake.

Graduate students could survive all that, but they couldn't survive this much, and after breakfast, sleepiness swept over him a little.

He moved to the side of the bed and fell back to sleep, as if he saw a group chat pop up on his cell phone screen before he fell asleep.

In the office of the School of Physics, Ji Xingchuan submits the tournament entry form and sips his tea slowly and methodically.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Huh, February s big city show, out of the guest list.

[ Lu Zhu ]: I have more works than you, so why put your name in front of mine?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: by initials.

[ Lu Zhu ]: I'll be called Ah Zhu from now on.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Wait a minute, old thief, you promised to go to Comic-Con?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: ?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Did you just talk to Snowflakes?

[ Lu Zhu ]:.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Don't yell. The show is hosted by Will Moon, and I help my mom earn gold coins.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Dead set.

[ Lu Zhu ]: obviously wanted to be a guest with little Snowflakes.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Snowflakes Who chose this publicity photo, it's so beautiful, unlike you, who left an avatar with "winter" written on it.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Ah, this is a great lineup, all the popular guests this year are invited, Xiao Lin, Snowflakes, Su Yue, these are all big cosplayers, and you, a recent zombie, are also here. Oh yeah, and there's also the author of the recent hit "The End of Time", and me, Ah Zhu, who's been a big part of the radio drama scene for a while now.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Wait to pull the work group, pull your work number oh.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Uh-huh.

*

Fang Zhiran Taking a nap until 10 o'clock, only slowly opened his eyes, feeling pain all over the body.

The beds in this dormitory are too hard.

Unlike the Ji Xingchuan one, which has a super soft mattress ...... stop.

A district mattress and you want to seduce him?

It's only been a few hours since I looked at my phone and the screen is full of messages.

The secondary er just likes to send dozens of messages in a row at a time.

[ Su Jia ]: Laughing my ass off, yuki, the guest list for the big annual show in S is out.

[ Su Jia ]: Jing Yu was mocked.

[ Su Jia ]: His fans these days old blowing his education blowing him powerful, the result of the big exhibition invited so many guests, there is no his id, shame ah.

[ Su Jia ]: The fans are going to say again that it's because he's too busy with his studies to go to such idle activities.

[F]: Out?

[ Su Jia ]: Your winter teacher is there too. Oh.

[F]: ????

He cut to his work number, and sure enough, there was already a group chat in there-

Group Chat [2.22s City Comic Con] (73) 999+

Fang Zhiran: "......"

[ Yu Zhuye ]:@ComicConPlanner, please put my signing with my good friend @coser Snowflakes, we've collaborated on characters and have a lot in common.

[ Yu Zhuye ]: Little Snowflakes, when Comic-Con is over, you buy me dinner!

[ Winter's Little Snowflakes ]: ?

[coser Xiao Lin]:@Comic-Con Planner, Snowflakes and I have worked together for a long time and are both cosplayers, please put us together.

[Author - Ji Yu]:@Comic-Con Planner, I'd also like to join with Snowflakes-sensei, we've collaborated on works.

[Winter's Little Snowflakes]:@Author- Ji Yu, author's wife go to change the article oh, you break the change for two days. (*^▽^*)

[Author - Ji Yu]:......

[Comic-Con Planner] sent a red herring.

Fang Zhiran wild point, grabbed 50 cents, the most received is "small Snowflakes winter", got 55.55 yuan.

Where's the screen peeper, this kid.

Wait a minute.

What do you call it?