Chapter 71: Extra 4 Reading fan letters on air

The number of people in the upper right corner of Mr. Winter's live broadcast room is rapidly growing, the number of people from a few thousand, quickly growing to tens of thousands, pop-ups also followed more and more.

[Let me see Winter Sensei in his home state.]

[What a great bookshelf, what a great floor lamp, what a great ...... Snowflakes?!]

Fang Zhiran moved to the side, out of Ji Xingchuan's live feed.

[Don't go away, come back and talk.]

[That's right, little Snowflakes ain't even pk'ing lately, I'm a big leek, and I want to spend your money.]

[It's fine, it's just that I'd like to see more Snowflakes too.]

Gifts were flying all over the live room.

"He's on the air, what do you have to talk to me about?" Fang Zhiran asked, "Can you meet Father Snowflakes whenever you want?"

[It was him, not a man in disguise, and the tone was immediately right.]

[So what, little Miss Snowflakes, why do you keep showing up at the winter house again and again.]

Winter home? Fang Zhiran said, "This is clearly my home now.

His clothes hung in Ji Xingchuan's closet, cotton dolls sat on Ji Xingchuan's couch, and even the bars were lined up on the floating window.

On the screen, the boy scanned his cell phone screen and poked Winter's shoulder with a slender white finger: "Sow."

Ji Xingchuan paused, then spoke, "Good evening, listeners, and welcome to Winter Radio."

As the sound is transmitted through the network to the ears of each listener, Fang Zhiran moves a stool and eats a hot, ready-made meal on the sidelines.

"Listen to me ...... listen to Yu Jin teacher said, will month media received a lot of listeners to my letter, today's live, we will do a period of letters selected reading, how about it?"

[Read mine! I've sent over a dozen to increase the odds of being chosen].

[When was the event? Had I known I'd be attending.]

Ji Xingchuan pointed to the corner of the table, and Fang Zhiran looked over to where a stack of letters lay.

There are a lot of them, Fang Zhiran thought, he had written a lot of handwritten letters before, and he had saved so many of them, and now they were all in Ji Xingchuan's storeroom.

"Snowflakes." Ji Xingchuan said, "You draw for me."

Suddenly entrusted with the task, Snowflakes' teacher sat up straight.

I'd like to see what kind of people you're writing to, said Mr. Snowflakes.

From the bottom, he drew out a small green envelope and handed it directly to Ji Xingchuan.

Ji Xingchuan opened the small envelope and began to read the letter--

"Hello Mrs. Winter, I'm 'Hands Full'."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Ji Xingchuan's voice was in his ear:

"Technically, I'm not considered a fan of yours, only a small, recent addition to the audience."

"By chance, I've listened to a lot of your work and I love it!"

"I'm going to talk more carefully about this coincidence."

"I'm a valet, do you know what a valet means? It's someone who has quick eyes and fast internet speed, and specializes in helping people grab tickets."

"I'm strong, but I panic easily, and that day I got a big order."

Ji Xingchuan paused, finding the large order a bit amusing.

"Clients pay me big bucks to grab tickets to your meet and greet."

"Your meet and greet, the degree of fire is comparable to a lot of stars' concerts, that day, the secondary people were saying that whoever can help shoot your meet and greet tickets, who is the king of proxy auction."

"I got the shot, but I was careless and uploaded my mom's ID number."

"Because of my mistake, my client didn't get tickets to see you, and thinking about it, I'm going to tell you for him that he really likes you!"

"Thank you ...... the fan, and his client." Ji Xingchuan voice with a smile.

Then he couldn't stop laughing.

"But, Ms. Winter, I recently went through my dialog with a client."

"Hmm? What's the surprise?" Ji Xingchuan continued to read, "My client seems to have the same name as Mr. Snowflakes!"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran hung his head in embarrassment and tried to bury himself under the table.

"Is that you?" Ji Xingchuan asked in a low voice, sidelining his head.

Fang Zhiran hmmm.

Pop-ups -

[Laughing my ass off and not grabbing it yet.]

"What are you laughing at." Fang Zhiran appeared on the screen, "I didn't grab it, so you guys did?"

The pop-ups went silent, bristling with rows of cracked emojis.

[Wouldn't it be better if you just went, what are you doing grabbing tickets from us.]

[That's it. Experience life?]

"At that time ...... " Ji Xingchuan opened his mouth, also seemed to find it funny, the corners of his mouth held a faint smile, "He only knew that I was his senior brother, did not know that I was his favorite voice actor. "

Pop-ups -

[??? Did you guys meet first as siblings hahahaha.]

[Only to find out later that the other side is all secondary?]

[It's too much of a fate!]

Disgruntled, Fang Zhiran lifted his foot and kicked Ji Xingchuan in the calf.

"Read your letters." He said, "What's the point of telling them that."

[To hear this!]

[Yes, we need to hear this.]

In the screen of the live broadcast room, the audience's gifts were flying around, and amongst the group of ids was an id that looked extremely familiar to Fang Zhiran.

@PovertyScribe: wow! Give this a listen.

[Who found who first?]

"He, first, outed me." Fang Zhiran said, "He was driving to pick up his brother at Comic-Con and ran into me."

The eyes were pretty good and recognized him instantly with the makeup.

"No." Ji Xingchuan suddenly said, "It's earlier than that."

Fang Zhiran: "????"

"The day you came to see me in the office, it just so happened that I was looking at a return picture from Comic-Con, and the tear mole at the end of her eye was very similar." Ji Xingchuan said, "Then, tried it once or twice."

"Haven't had a chance to expose you yet." Ji Xingchuan said, "You bumped into me in your cosplay."

[Ha-ha-ha-ha can't hide the little Snowflakes.]

[I'm laughing. What's Mr. Snowflakes like in the third dimension?]

"Quite proper, like a well-behaved schoolboy." Ji Xingchuan said, "Can't tell at all that cosplaying at a comic convention would be that amazing."

Fang Zhiran looked at the left, then looked at the right, did not hold back, was complimented on the corner of the mouth turned up a little, and then pressed back.

"Read the letter!" He urged, "Your audience is waiting."

He pulled another envelope from the pile and handed it to Ji Xingchuan.

"Then I'll read everyone's letters first." Ji Xingchuan said.

This time it's a letter from a 100% pure fan, listing Winter's works and wishing Winter better and better.

"Thank you for this fan's letter." Ji Xingchuan read the letter through.

The pop-ups on the live feed are still bristling-

[Jr. Snowflakes, you're a fan of winter, so do we count as the same burden as you?]

"It is an honor for you to have such a powerful fellow burden as I." Fang Zhiran said.

[You two are talking, right? Yeah, right? You ate and lived together at Shifu, you traveled together at Comic-Con, what are you two doing now, living together?]

"Critiquing your pop-ups." Fang Zhiran said.

He drew another envelope and handed it to his boyfriend.

"Hello Mrs. Winter, I'm a fan of yours and of Little Snowflakes."

"If my letter has the honor of being seen by you, may I make a wish?"

"It's not like he's a shooting star." Fang Zhiran interjects, "Any wish, try to fulfill it."

Ji Xingchuan continues, "Would like to see you and Snowflakes collaborate on a cos video."

This one is really good. Recently, Mr. Yu Jin has been arranging this one, and he has discussed it with Fang Zhiran for several times.

Fang Zhiran chose characters that both of them liked and designed the plot of the short video.

"It's going to be shot soon." Ji Xingchuan says, "Just so I can work with little Snowflakes for once."

[Envious.]

[Don't be envious, the two of them don't work together any less, probably every day.]

Ji Xingchuan forked "Lu Zhu" off the air.

[Are you two able to film some episodes that no one else can?]

Ji Xingchuan has forked "Winter's Brother Spring" off the air.

Gave Yu Zhuye two trumpets, and the live room is all cleaned up.

"Little Snowflakes chose the characters." Ji Xingchuan said, "I've never done a cosplay before, so I'll need more guidance from Mr. Snowflakes this time."

I see you were quite reductive when you pinned me down on the couch cos pervert, huh? Fang Zhiran said in his mind.

Ji Xingchuan reads another letter, this time with some new people in the booth-

@ Ji Yu : Coming, coming, is this the place?

@ Sheng Jiang: Right, right, both are here, I said here certainly can find people, you quickly ask, asked to hurry to write the text.

@ Ji Yu threw 10 hot air balloons into the winter booth.

@ Ji Yu's id emits a dazzling golden light.

@ Ji Yu : Sifu!!! Help me, [image], this place is stuck, how do I design an experiment to solve it?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

How long had it been since the two of them had looked at their cell phones and asked all the questions.

Guo Men, stormy.

"There's not much wrong with your program itself." Ji Xingchuan said, "but as I've said before, you don't pay much attention to detail, look at study two there ......"

"Wait a minute." Fang Zhiran said, "I don't think Brother Pan's program needs to be adjusted that much."

@ Jiang Feng : I'm more in line with Cabbage.

Pop-ups -

[Ahhhhh, back off.]

[Laughing out loud at Mr. Winter being asked for his thesis by his junior halfway through the broadcast.]

[You guys can really study livestock, I'm convinced.]

[To the point where it could be on the x-site hit list.]

[Count on me to beg you not to go around having group meetings!]

[Don't Randomize Large Group Sessions!!!]

@ Ji Yu : Okay, okay, I get it, I think Shidoshi's solution seems to be more suitable for my peanut-sized brain, I decided to try to see if this is a way out first.

@ Ji Yu: I'm out, you guys carry on.

"Draw another letter." Ji Xingchuan said, "I'm going off the air after reading, it's time for bed."

[How many people are sleeping?]

[How many beds?]

Fang Zhiran yawned, casually drew an envelope out, shot in front of Ji Xingchuan.

What a familiar envelope. Why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere?

Ji Xingchuan opened the letter.

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

"Hello dear winter teacher." He reads, "Haha, can't believe it, I came to the city you mentioned."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

"Passing by Shogetsu headquarters, dropping you a line, hey?"

"I want to hear you put me to sleep and hear you curse and hear you wake me up."

Fang Zhiran's complexion changed greatly.

This was last year when he came to S City to retake the exam, he stopped by the entrance of Will Moon Media to clock in, and then dropped it into the decorations mailbox in front of the company.

He was about to forget about it. Why is this thing still there?

"It's only by listening to your voice every night that I can fall asleep, and it's only by listening to your voice in the morning that I want to get up." Ji Xingchuan is still reading, "...... Love you, little winter Snowflakes?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran's face reddened a little.

Don't read it out!

He grabbed his envelope with his hands and feet.

This letter, which he thought had dropped like a stone more than a year ago, was actually hand-delivered by him to Mr. Winter today.

Pop-ups -

[ Snowflakes-sensei, why do you still have your personal belongings! Here's your letter!]

[Okay, okay, stop reading, everyone pull back and let Mr. Winter put him to bed].