Chapter 44: 44 Do you like winter?

If you dare to advertise now, you will dare to beat people up later.

Fang Zhiran rage quit video.

Well, there's four more.

Still want to see the dub shack funk, scratching my head.

Read another one, it should be okay, right?

Fang Zhiran clicked on number ten, which had no Hiroko, so it was funny.

He clicked on the eighth again--

The beginning of the program is not wide, so don't worry about it. Halfway through the program, it suddenly turns into an interview with a voice actor.

"My friend Winter, in the dubbing aspect of the work can not be said, dubbing everything incisive." The voice actor Wen Yang sat upright, "Good attitude and style, worth choosing."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

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

I'm gonna get you killed.

"These are the results of Mr. Guo's recent overseas research, as well as the efforts made by this group during this time." On the stage, Ji Xingchuan finished his speech and returned to his seat.

This time Fang Zhiran was smart enough to get up and leave a path for Ji Xingchuan, not giving him a chance to get a ride on his shoulder.

Then he saw the man sweep him off his feet with a rather regretful glance and sit back down.

"Finished?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Up." Fang Zhiran grinds his teeth.

"Still watching?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Is there an ad-free version?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"Get a boyfriend membership with me." Ji Xingchuan says, "Not only is it broad-free, it's also on-demand."

Fang Zhiran shakes his fist, "I sharked you."

"Yes." Ji Xingchuan lowered his voice and pushed over a screenshot of the drama, "This white-haired killer, I've been enjoying it lately, it suits you."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

In today's meeting, the last one to go up to speak is still Lao Qian, who has always loved to delay the meeting, but today his speech speed is so fast that it seems like he is being hunted down and killed, afraid of being interrupted.

Fang Zhiran stood up while Old Money was lecturing at an unbeatable speed.

The boy picked up the rolled-up notebook on the table and hit Ji Xingchuan on the head.

Old Money: "?"

Infighting?

The plenary session ended early as old money rushed the work.

Gan Wanhe and Chu Xi went headfirst into the lab, Jiang Feng, who stayed up late yesterday, went back to his dorm to catch up on his sleep, Pan Xu went out to dinner with his three law student friends, and the rest of the group dispersed.

Fang Zhiran was left, fidgeting in his office, looking at his hands.

What started out as a dream, took a detour and actually came true.

In a moment of irritation, he seemed to have done something backwards against the Big Dipper in full view of the public.

"The College Physics Championship, it will be played as a rivalry match." Ji Xingchuan (hp-20) says, "I have public videos of previous years' tournaments here, so I'll make a copy for you, and you can look at the questions from previous years."

"This video, there's no interruption in the middle, is there?" Fang Zhiran asked cautiously.

"Didn't like my little surprise?" Ji Xingchuan asks, "What a great idea."

"That creativity does ...... This is a problem with creativity?" Fang Zhiran slaps the table.

He took a deep breath and handed out a good guy card, "Ms. Winter, you're a school bully, a dubbing god, and a room, you're an excellent person."

"Then are you being discerning if you can't see me?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fang Zhiran: "? You're the one with no vision!"

"I have." The other guy said, "I've got my eye on Little Snowflakes."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Round and round and round again.

"It's snowing!" I don't know who yelled out the window, "In drifts little Snowflakes!"

"Is it going to snow in the city of S?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"Very little." Ji Xingchuan walked to the window and looked up at the sky, "Even the sky knows that I want little Snowflakes."

Fang Zhiran broke the door.

*

U of A Master's and Doctoral Programs Forum - School of Physics Section

[This snow is still getting heavier and heavier, and snow is accumulating hey.]

1L (Sheng Jiang): so cold, freezing hands, yesterday evening began to rain, this is under a day.

2L (lifelike): ahhhhhhh I hate this cold keyboarding hand weather.

3L (Lab Dobie): How come the door to Guo Men's office is broken again?

4L (well-known mentor): @Cabbage.

5L (cabbage): ......

Fang Zhiran hugged a cup of hot tea and sat by the balcony to watch the snow.

He's from the south, id with snow, but hasn't seen a couple of big snows.

His roommate was working on a paper, and he rummaged through his pockets for a bar and started shooting through a small bit of snow foam that had piled up on the balcony.

The phone perked up.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: [Photo], my deck is snowed in, a big one.

[F]:?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Wanna come shoot some grain?

[F]: ......

[F]: My own dormitory, too, grew balconies.

A district balcony also wanted to tempt him.

[mcnclearlightculture- Li Li]: Snowflakes, there will be a shooting this week, and the makeup test photos will be out as soon as possible.

[F]: Yes.

He'd been staring at it for two days now, browsing all the major apps, and there were literally no rooms near the school.

Moreover, his belongings, which were still in Ji Xingchuan's single dormitory, stuffed people's closets.

He thought about it, but sent the message.

[F]: Can you go downstairs and plow all the snow off the playground?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: ?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Is it a makeup test?

[F]:.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: You do that.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Our alliance still stands, the secondaries help each other out, don't throw away our alliance just because I'm chasing you.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: We are allies, or masters and brothers, it is proper to help you.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Come on, I'll get out if you mind.

[F]: That's not necessary.

As work was important, Fang Zhiran took an umbrella and went to the doctor's dormitory building, rushing into Ji Xingchuan's dormitory with a cold wind.

Wow, it's warm, and the man has turned up the temperature in his dorm room again.

The air conditioning in the doctor's dorm seemed to work better than the one in his little shitty dorm.

"Which one to wear today?" Ji Xingchuan asks, "Cheongsam?"

"Nice try!" Fang Zhiran said, "I'm going to try on that old dress in the closet."

"Then today is a little Snowflakes with long hair," Ji Xingchuan says.

Fang Zhiran: "Hmph."

He realized that Ji Xingchuan wasn't wearing his housecoat at the moment, and that the other man was fully dressed, looking like he was going out.

"Really going out?" He asked.

"What else?" Ji Xingchuan said, "Isn't it a bit too much of a test for me to be here staring at my favorite person changing her clothes?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

How the hell did you pass the test before?

"It's pretty cold out there." He said.

"It's okay, there are all these little Snowflakes out there, so I'll just think of it as our Snowflakes teacher's neighborhood." said Ji Xingchuan. Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Change at ease." Ji Xingchuan said, "I won't bother you, I'm going out."

There was a slight movement in the lock, and Ji Xingchuan closed the door and went out.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Did you really run away? To the lab?

You don't eat food when it's right in front of your mouth?

But no matter, winter teachers are really ...... unexpectedly reassuring?

Knowing what the other man had in mind for him, he couldn't really afford to try out his makeup with a big grin and have his tail adjusted like he had before.

He carried the red vintage dress out of the closet, stood in front of the mirror to change, and put on his own makeup and wig.

The character that came out this time, an NPC from a fairy-themed game, was a young prince with a cold nature and a long whip as his weapon.

Fang Zhiran picks through the closet, looking for his props.

I found it, and Ji Xingchuan even got him a box with desiccant in it.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Look at the pictures?

[F]:?

However, Elder Brother has given up his room to him, so it's not too much to show a picture, right?

[F]: [selfie]

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Penguin jumping rope.jpg

[Ji Xingchuan]: [Voice]

"Look at the whole body." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran stepped back a bit, looked into the mirror, took a full-body photo, and sent it to the person again.

[F]: Nope.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: It looks good, there's a camera in the drawer, you shoot the makeup yourself.

[F]: Good!

He opened the drawer Ji Xingchuan said he was looking for the camera.

Wow, a lot of "Step into a Thousand Years" homages. Look closely. There's one on the shelf and one on the table.

Fang Zhiran chased the valley all the way to the balcony where the snow was falling.

Teenagers in red kimonos bent over the snow, and the winter teacher put a bit of Gumi on the balcony.

It was late in the evening, the snow was still falling, and with the sound of the campus voice on the radio, it kinda had a winter vibe to it.

Fang Zhiran's middle-aged head comes online, holds up his cell phone, and takes several pictures of himself.

This Voice of the Campus radio, today played the ed of that urban alien anime he loved to watch, and as soon as he heard it, he knew it was the radio station that had mixed in one of its own people today.

Fang Zhiran, who had been sitting on the edge of the terrace, listened for a moment longer.

The next song, again, was this anime op that blew him away.

The ability for the campus radio to play the songs he loved was a hidden pleasure for an old secondary like him.

In the past, when he heard these relatively niche songs being played, he would have had to send a circle of friends to publicize them.

Now a calm graduate student, he chose to stand on his balcony and listen to one song at a time.

One of our own, definitely one of our own, so gracious, put so much at once, have a blast to.

The music of the last song faded and the voice of the Campus Voice anchor cut in.

[Hello, teachers and students. After a long absence, the University of A was blessed with a heavy snowfall at the end of the year.]

The voice of this anchor Fang Zhiran did not like, and he frowned in disgust as he prepared to return to his winter nest.

The next second--

[And we at the University of A's Voice of the Campus radio station, after a long absence, meet one of its station managers from a few years ago.]

[The seniors invited him many times, but only this year, he said yes to our invitation].

[He chose today's list of songs for us, and he said there's always someone who can get a smile on their face when they hear them.]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Zip ......

After a slight current, the speaker changed.

[Good evening.]

Mature, low voice that traveled through the radio to every corner of the school.

Many people stopped and tilted their heads to catch the extraordinarily nice voice, surprised when Campus Voice had an anchor with such a nice voice.

Fang Zhiran also froze.

It's ...... Winter's vocal line.

[Do you like my song list?

[Your favorite songs will someday reach every corner of the campus as well].

[It's snowing.]

I love Snowflakes.

[Do you like winter?