Chapter 66: 66 Proof that I belong

As the weather warms up in March, Fang Zhiran sheds his down jacket and prepares to wear spring clothes.

The TV in the living room has been set up by Fang Zhiran with an x-station video, in which the anchor is teaching Lin Qin how to operate.

"By the request of the players, Lin Qin has been strengthened a lot this season." The anchor said, "As long as there are hands, the win rate will go up."

Anchor: "See this enemy, like I taught you, rush up and do a silky smooth combo to finish the harvest."

Next thing you know, the anchor is beaten to death.

Ji Xingchuan was silent for a second, looking down at the results of a certain Snowflakes on his cell phone screen.

Well ...... just 51 consecutive losses, losing more violently than before strengthening.

The number didn't go up again because it was temporarily reported, and was just unblocked today.

Ji Xingchuan is up, clicked on Match Mate--

[ Lu Zhu ] joined the team.

The team voice lit up.

"Snowflakes flower, I've just found a particularly textured attack sound, I think it sounds colder and more menacing than the winter kind." As soon as Lu Zhu opened his mike, he hurriedly said, "I'll send it to you later, you'll get tired of eating too many meals at home, and you should eat some takeout once in a while."

"A little takeout? What are you?" On the team channel, a very cold and fierce voice appeared, "Kind takeout guy, do you need me to compliment you?"

Lu Zhu: "?"

"Why you?" Lu Zhu said with a straight face, "You dared to go on my Snowflakes' dad's cell phone."

Lu Zhu: "Oh, but don't you dare fuck me too Snowflakes Dad."

Ji Xingchuan: "."

Ji Xingchuan clicked on Lu Zhu's avatar and, well, with 51 losses, the game is going to collapse with these two.

"It's on, hit it." Ji Xingchuan said, "Going out later."

"Are you guys going to the Only show?" Lu Zhu asked. Lu Zhu asked, "I heard Little Snowflakes mention it the other day, where is Little Snowflakes? Hasn't he gotten up yet?"

"He's changing." Just as the game opens, Ji Xingchuan skillfully knocks out an enemy with Lin Qin.

"You can't." Lu Zhu pointed, "You should take the opportunity to barge into the bedroom, hug him tightly from behind the moment he takes off his clothes, and then use the height difference between the two of you to pick him up ......"

"...... Shut up." Ji Xingchuan said, "Don't you talk nonsense to him."

But what will Fang Zhiran wear today when he says he's changing into lighter spring clothes?

Fang Zhiran in a white shirt is very good-looking, clean-cut like an undergraduate who just entered the university.

Knit cardigan also looks good, sweater is also good, in fact, the weekday lab coat Fang Zhiran is also very beautiful, that white coat with this clean face, very different flavor.

There was a loud bang on the bedroom door, and Fang Zhiran made a flashy entrance with his new skin.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Fang Zhiran is wearing the game's co-branded T-shirt with Lin Qin printed on it, and when she realizes that her boyfriend is looking at her, Fang Zhiran proudly turns around, revealing a backpack full of pain behind her.

The corner of Ji Xingchuan's mouth twitched gently.

"Do you want to have dinner together tonight?" Lu Zhu asked in the team channel, "Auntie said I should call you guys."

"Okay." Ji Xingchuan won the round and exited the game, "See you tonight, no more fighting, we're going out."

*

[Live on X: Game "Step into a Thousand Years" Only Show.]

"So many people." The anchor said in surprise, "So many high quality cosplayers, but it's a shame that Snowflakes-sensei isn't here today."

[Yeah, yeah, Snowflakes-sensei has been attending a lot fewer comic cons this year, but that's good, before Harugan Kulture really consumed him intensely].

[His works have become more varied and all of them are of such high quality, the recent one that went from mouthless, heartless, expressionless munchkin to cold teenager in drag compelled me to die].

[Will Moon Media has really been pretty good to him, and I hope our little Snowflakes gets better and better].

[Speaking of which, Hariman Culture was sued by Shogetsu hahahaha, Shogetsu's legal affairs are known to be ruthless in the circle, Hariman kicked the can down the road].

[I saw that too, and it's rumored that Harutora wanted to reconcile, but Shogetsu didn't agree.]

[And that cosplayer Jing Yu, who probably thought he was on the same track as Snowflakes, and whose fans were always taunting Snowflakes, now realizes how much he weighs. Not to mention that Snowflakes' cosplay is so much better than his, but Snowflakes' three-dimensional track is also so awesome that I watched the X broadcast of their tournament and couldn't understand a word of it].

[Anchor, turn the camera, I just saw a pain bag, lots of barf.]

"No problem, I want to see it too." The anchor turned the cell phone lens back to the people standing by the stalls, and the anchor exclaimed, "So many Lin Qin's Valley ah, the same stanchion's economy is surprisingly strong."

[What a powerful pain bag, just a bit ugly and aesthetically devoid of ties].

[Hmmm ...... several out-of-print barbs, eek, with a Lin Qin vocalizing doughnut tucked in the middle.]

[Together we've collected a lot of Lin Qin's neighborhoods.]

[Yo, turned around, and I'm ashamed of the face of the same stretcher.]

[Wait, that looks familiar!]

"Huh...... does look familiar." The anchor also froze, "This is Snowflakes, right? This is Snowflakes, isn't it? Pure face cosplayer Snowflakes."

[The person next to him also looks familiar.]

[ Snowflakes and Winter ...... To be exact, it's Snowflakes and his mentor?]

"I can't believe Snowflakes-sensei came to the show." The anchor's voice got a little louder.

By the side of the stall, Fang Zhiran, who was sunning himself on the kitchen power collar without material, heard the sound and turned back his head, and the anchor hastily pointed to the cell phone on the shelf, indicating that it was a live broadcast.

Fang Zhiran grinned sideways, waving his raised right hand vigorously in the direction of the camera, and turned it back around to show off his bag of pain.

[?]

[Greatly.]

[You can tell by the fact that they can have a group meeting at Comic-Con that their division is pretty rolled up.]

[This kid, not only the back pain bag, he also held the CV on ah, so strong with the same burden, we can't even beat it.]

[Heh heh heh, on a date, I guess.]

"Let's look somewhere else." The anchor said, "Let's leave Winter and Snowflakes-sensei to shop the show."

At the booth, Fang Zhiran shows off his kryptonite.

The stallholder was alarmed.

Vendor: "Why don't I give you this stall of mine, all of it?"

"You're welcome." Fang Zhiran said, "I just want a toka."

"Snowflakes-sensei, you're a true believer." The stall owner recognized him, "Then I'll get you one of each."

"Thank you thank you." Fang Zhiran, laden with no material, leads cv-sensei around, picking favorite characters to stand on for a picture.

"Smiling so sweetly?" Ji Xingchuan, who took his picture, said, "Ran Ran, make another cool face."

Fang Zhiran, who is good at taking photos, did so.

Ji Xingchuan looked through the photos on his cell phone and wondered when the album was filled with Fang Zhiran with various expressions and postures.

One by one, he saved up, and he grew more and more accomplished.

"Boyfriend." Fang Zhiran whispered, "Happy dating."

Dating, Pure Edition for Two.

It was simply refreshing to not see an old model face that smelled like a group meeting.

"Happy dating." Ji Xingchuan rubbed his head.

Indeed, for secondary pups, hanging out at a show with your favorite person is the happiest date ever.

*

In the evening, in the private room of a restaurant, Mr. Yu Jin welcomed two people with big bags.

Fang Zhiran received a bag full of material and a Lin Qin plushie in his hand.

"Fang Zhiran, come." As soon as he entered the box, Teacher Yu Jin waved at him, "Mommy went to the mall today and bought you lots of clothes."

Fang Zhiran Followed the direction she pointed to look over, a dozen brands of paper bags on a side table.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

When Fang Zhiran was a little boy, his mother would take him to the store to pick out some clothes whenever she could.

Sometimes, for a difference of a few dollars, a woman will tussle with a shopkeeper for half a day.

He just sat in the little chair in front of the store and waited until his mom paid for the clothes he had just bought before he was allowed to put them on.

The memory of such a scene seems to have passed many years ago.

"Thanks ...... Auntie." He said, "There's no need to buy so many."

"As a daughter-in-law to mom, mom usually dresses you up beautifully, and definitely won't let you suffer." Teacher Yu Jin pulled him to sit down, and incidentally glared at Ji Xingchuan, who had just touched the bowl, "Why do you just know how to eat, don't you know how to buy Fang Zhiran some gifts?"

Ji Xingchuan who got shot for no reason : "......"

"Wow, the food is all ready." The door to the compartment was pushed open and Lu Zhu appeared, "I'll eat openly then."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Huh, he's, like, eating at the same table as three voice actors?

These three weren't idle, and halfway through the meal they started exchanging dubbing tips, and the four of them ate their way out of the crowd.

"These ribs are delicious, Fang Zhiran, have some more." Yu Jin's voice was gentle and sweet, and after finishing, he gave Fang Zhiran some soup.

"Yu Zhuye." Yu Jin turned around and growled in his imperial voice, "There's a movie to be dubbed this weekend, so watch less weird stuff this week and don't dub the movie for me when you open your mouth."

Yu Zhuye: "."

"Eat this shrimp." Ji Xingchuan also pinched the food for the person, at the same time lowered his voice and whispered in the person's ear, "Physical strength is average ah little Snowflakes, that day all thanks to me carrying, you did not kneel on the ground."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

The boiled shrimp is red, and so is the Snowflakes teacher.

"Hey, to be honest, I've heard a particularly textured voice lately, and I'd like to ask him to collaborate on a radio play." Lu Zhu says, "Come listen to Snowflakes too, no worse than your winter teacher."

"Are you still going to eat this meal?" Ji Xingchuan changed his voice to an oppressive one, "No. Go back to work."

"Fang Zhiran." Lu Zhu said, "I'll send it to you secretly later."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Don't you come over.

Are you unaware of how jealous Mr. Winter can be?

Fang Zhiran quietly turned his head and looked at his winter teacher, who was fine, didn't look angry, and was still peeling shrimp for him.

Fang Zhiran settled down.

Anxiety was early, and before he went to bed, he flopped down on the bed and wiggled his legs to watch Fan.

Just as he was getting fired up by the plot and repeating a few middle-of-the-road lines with the protagonist, Mr. Winter, who had just gotten out of the shower, sat up in bed.

Ji Xingchuan did what he usually did, petting him like a cat, touching his hair, stroking his back twice, and just as he was squinting for more, he turned his hand to peeling Snowflakes.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Again?

"It's only nine o'clock, not sleepy yet, want to play for a while?" His senior brother said.

Fang Zhiran : "Play ...... what?"

Why are you peeling off my fragile shell to play a game?

"Forget it, it's okay." He took the other man's hint.

The sound of ed's playback was interrupted, the newcomer was paused, the cell phone was thrown away, and a headset was snapped onto his head by Ji Xingchuan.

The other man leaned over and cupped his cheek with one hand, ducking his head and sucking kisses down his neck, and he lay half-lying, like he was on a marshmallow, five fingers gripping the other man's collar, and kissing back in the same way the other man did.

I learned it, so I guess it's okay?

The schoolteacher thinks with a giddy head.

With the experience of the first time, both of them were much more skillful this time, and just as he was focusing on cos the vampire biting his boyfriend's neck, there was suddenly a sound in his headphones-

A slightly cold, emotionless male voice.

"Is that your voice?" He asked.

"Right answer." Apparently satisfied, Ji Xingchuan kissed him on the lips.

The other end of the voice played in the headphones.

This time it was a deep, stern male voice.

Fang Zhiran tilted his head, stunned for a moment.

"Not yours." He said.

"Ranran is so good." The corners of Ji Xingchuan's mouth hooked slightly.

"Wait, this seems to be the voice of the voice actor Hucho?" Fang Zhiran tasted out.

The next second, the boy gasped in surprise, was pressed against the back of his neck, pressed against a pillow, and the other man gently lifted his hand and jerked it down behind him.

"You fucking ......" Fang Zhiran laughed in anger, "It doesn't make any difference if I answered right or wrong, does it, the reward is all yours."

Who's really playing?

A new voice appeared in the headphones.

This time it was a wanton, brash voice, like an uneducated punk.

Kind of like a winter teacher, but not quite.

Fang Zhiran hesitated.

"No." He guessed one.

"Unfortunately, wrong answer." His senior said, "Deduct a hundred points."

"You fake powder." Ji Xingchuan said, "It's my voice."

Snowflakes-sensei was disoriented by his opponent's sudden movement, his cheeks were pinched and his mouth opened in pain, his opponent's fingers took advantage of the situation and he took a bite out of it.

......

I don't know how many segments Ji Xingchuan had prepared, but he was forced to play the game all night long.

A correct guess will result in a kiss, a wrong guess is a toss.

Until the audio in the other man's list bottomed out and softened into a little cotton, he was half-hugged and resting on the other man's chest.

"Ran, I will always love you."

Another voice appeared.

"This is ...... the voice of Mr. Winter." The slack-eyed Fang Zhiran turned into a small robot, still parked in the recognition game he'd just played, the side of his waist still trembling.

"Sleep." Ji Xingchuan rubbed the teeth marks at the base of his fingers, grabbed his hand again and kissed the back of it, "Winter Radio will always be yours."

--

It was late spring, and the University of A's School of Physics held an honors meeting to recognize the top students.

Guo Men's Fang Zhiran, Ji Xingchuan, Gan Wanhe, Jiang Feng and Chu Xi are all on the list.

Pan Xu also took a leave of absence to sneak in to see the recognition and take photos and videos of his brothers and sisters.

"National Scholarship Recipients, Fang Zhiran, Ji Xingchuan."

"Corporate Scholarship Recipients, Fang Zhiran, Ji Xingchuan."

"Physics Championship Outstanding Participation Award Winner, Fang Zhiran."

"Physics Championship Outstanding Instructor Award Winner, Ji Xingchuan."

Fang Zhiran and his boyfriend ran to the stage again and again.

"Tsk." Offstage, Pan Xu says sourly, "The others are here to receive their awards, these two are here to stock up."

"How many words have you written?" Jiang Feng asked blearily, "Half an hour has passed." Jiang Feng, who has just returned with an award, asks blearily, "Half an hour has passed."

"Wrote a sentence about scenery." Pan Xu says, "Do you want to see it?"

Jiang Feng: "......"

Damn eunuch, I hate you.

On the stage, the dean of the School of Physics of the University of A was speaking, "Not long ago, our student delegation won the first place in the country in the global qualifying round of the Physics Championships, and next, they will represent the University of A, and our cutting-edge young physicists, to compete for a place in the Global Physics Championships."

Dean: "Let's wish, they will be able to win even more wonderful results in the future with their thorns."

Amidst the applause and congratulations, Fang Zhiran quietly grasped Ji Xingchuan's fingertips, and almost simultaneously, the other man shook him back.

Fang Zhiran turned his head sideways and looked over at his boyfriend, a smile rippling at the corners of his mouth.

Mr. Winter, as you wished, having traveled so far, I can join you, standing in this place.

*

The next day, in the city of S, the meet and greet for the voice actors' winter season kicked off.

Will Moon Media prepared several days in advance, setting up the venue for the meet and greet in a very sophisticated manner.

Fans who have been waiting for months will finally be able to come and meet their favorite voice actors with the tickets they grabbed.

Fang Zhiran does not have a ticket, but he does have a work permit.

This sign, made by Mr. Yu Jin, reads "Work Sign" on the front and "Family Member" on the back. When Mr. Winter hung this sign around his neck, his pupils' color deepened for a moment.

What? The word "family" got you high again?

"Why don't I buy you a ring next time?" His boyfriend said.

Fang Zhiran was stunned, "Huh? What for?"

Ji Xingchuan smiled.

I want more proof that "you belong to me" from now on.

The meet and greet hadn't started yet, Ji Xingchuan was getting ready, he came out to roam around for a while and gave a little help to the staff in charge of ticket checking.

"Ah ......" the ticket inspector froze as she looked at the person holding the ticket in front of her, "Auntie, you like Mr. Winter's voice too?"

Auntie is bewildered, Auntie shakes her head, but Auntie insists on checking her ticket.

"My daughter, who helped someone grab a ticket, filled in as my ID number." Auntie said, "This ticket can't go to waste, I'll feel it too."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

What a familiar event.

"Aunty, this is the material that comes with the ticket." The staff handed out the paper bag, "Hey, auntie your cell phone, don't forget it."

Auntie picked up her cell phone with her hands full.

The time was approaching 9:00 a.m., and a number of audience members were already waiting under the interview table at the meet-and-greet.

Fang Zhiran, with his work license, slipped backstage again, unimpeded.

The makeup artist is holding a small brush and gently sweeping Ji Xingchuan's face.

"You can also have Snowflakes paint it for you." Will Moon Media's makeup artist said, "He's great at making makeup."

"He would try cos makeup on my face." Ji Xingchuan said helplessly.

"Mr. Winter, there are a lot of roles you can get out of this qualification." The makeup artist said, "You can pick two characters you both like next time and make a short video for fun."

"My mom did set up a similar shoot." Ji Xingchuan said, "She thought there was money to be made."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Indeed, not long ago Auntie Yu also showed him the shooting program, which hopes to present the transformation of the duo's everyday clothes into cosplay.

Anyway, now that he's naked in all two and three dimensions, and surrounded by people who can understand him, he has no problem with this scenario.

"Ranran." Ji Xingchuan called out to him, "Are you free next weekend? Ji Ze is failing his exams and wants me to go to C City to help him with his parent-teacher conferences."

"Yes, I do." Fang Zhiran said, "Want me to join you?"

"You're my family." Ji Xingchuan pinched and tugged at his hanging work tag, "Of course you're with me."

There are still outsiders out there.

Fang Zhiran stole a glance at the make-up artist who was pretending to be calm, his ears a little red.

At nine o'clock sharp, there was a cheer from the interview stage at the meet and greet, and the voice actor, Winter, appeared in front of everyone, waving to the audience and saying hello to everyone again.

"Thank you all for coming out to see me." He took the mike, his voice gentle and melodic, magnetic, "I'm told the ones who made it are the ones with fast hands."

The stage erupted in laughter.

"My whole family grabbed it together." Someone on stage said.

"I used a fascia gun on point hahahahaha." Another person said.

"I know there are still a lot of people who, for various reasons, didn't get tickets for this one." Ji Xingchuan said, "I know you guys are sorry because I ...... am surrounded by people, just like you, who have jumped up and down because they missed out on grabbing tickets."

He chuckled lowly as he said this.

Fang Zhiran, who was sitting on the stage, drifted his gaze to the side sheepishly.

"Actually by now everyone should know my vocation, I spend most of my time soaking in the lab." Ji Xingchuan's voice had a smile in it, "Because of what I've learned from childhood, I've taken voice acting as □□□ good, and I've produced fewer works, and I didn't realize that, after I've been silent for so long before, there are still people who have been on my radio station, waiting for my voice."

I also didn't realize that my voice could still leave such an important mark on your teenage years.

"Thank you for coming to see me, you guys, and you." Ji Xingchuan said, "I hear you and your voices, too."

There was applause from the stage.

Fang Zhiran, who was sitting in the crowd, also waved at Shogun's live camera and smiled his eyes into little crescent moons.

Meanwhile, Ji Xingchuan spoke again, "Thanks again to the little Snowflakes who are here today and have traveled so far to be with me."

"Is it far?" Someone on stage laughed, "Teacher, just tell me if you two live together!"

"Winter Snow is just the best!"

"Teacher, you two obviously came together hahahaha."

The group was all up in arms, leaking a little hee-haw every now and then.

But Fang Zhiran understood, and he smiled lightly at the clamor of the crowd.

There it was again, a confession that only he could hear.

There's no way around it. Fang Zhiran is your family from now on.

The moment Winter recited her lines in her character's voice, the wind of spring was just passing through the hall, and the light-colored pupils of Fang Zhiran's eyes looked like they were glittering with the light of a lake.

His eyes met Ji Xingchuan's in mid-air, and he felt his heartbeat clearly.

"I love you, Mrs. Winter!" Someone shouted from the stage.

"I love you, Mrs. Winter!" Snowflakes Jr. repeats.

Fidelity, and, well, the shelf life is forever.

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