Chapter 74: Extra 6 (2) Call it again

In Lu Zhu's live broadcast, the boy hangs his head slightly, his ears are red, and he purses the corners of his mouth flat.

Lu Zhu The viewers in the live broadcast room were immediately heartbroken.

[It's okay, Snowflakes, it was just a mistake, why are you embarrassed?]

[Mr. Winter, please coax your little brother.]

"Leave him alone!" Teacher Yu Jin snapped, "You let him experience dubbing."

"Auntie you don't understand, some play is only exciting in the dubbing studio." Lu Zhu interjected.

"Yu Zhuye, get lost." Yu Jin roared.

Lu Zhu skimmed his lips and continued to play with his live viewers.

[Hahaha so little Snowflakes didn't say his line because he was interrupted? It's so cute, tell me more about the interruption.]

[Takeshi, you're really high.]

[Am I the only one who finds Snowflakes saying "fuck off" astringent, I've noticed his voice when I've watched him live before, it's very clean and nice in its own right].

In the dubbing studio, dubbing continues, and this time it's Ji Xingchuan who gets called off.

"Speak normally." Yu Jin interrupts, "Don't show off your skills, where's your screen?"

Ji Xingchuan: "."

[I seem to like you.

He repeated it again absentmindedly.

"...... Watch your breaks." Yu Jin says, "Break down the emotion and don't regress."

Pop-ups -

[Hahaha laughed me to death, Yu Jin-sensei said, I seem to feel that the breaks are not right too, what is the winter teacher thinking.]

[hearts yellowing.]

[But I feel like Mr. Yu is so strict, I've seen Mr. Winter's dubbing videos before, and he often passes right over them.]

[Is this the big man of the dubbing world, shivering.jpg, pulling out the finer points and cursing so hard].

[She's oddly gentle with Snowflakes, breaking up sentences.]

[Is it just me? Winter and Mr. Yu's eyes look alike...]

"What are you saying?" Lu Zhu glanced at the pop-up and lowered his voice, "Can a mom and a son not look alike?"

[?]

[Mom?!]

[I flipped to a previous interview that Mr. Yu Jin participated in, and the host referred to his husband as Professor Ji... wow, his last name is Ji...]

[Pfft, Prince of Shogun Media, is this something that can be said?]

Lu Zhu: "?"

It doesn't say no, does it?

[It's so low-key, I'm stunned. The problem is that Yu Jin-sensei doesn't give preferential treatment either. I always thought that winter was just a regular voice actor contracted under Shogetsu].

[After all, Mr. Winter's home turf is in physics, I guess.]

"Come on, little Snowflakes, repeat after me, 'fuck off', be timid, not too hard." Teacher Yu Jin begins his gentle teaching.

Fang Zhiran has followed suit.

"Teach him that voice quiver." Yu Jin said.

Ji Xingchuan hmmmed lazily and turned on his side, placing a hand on the small of the boy's back and pressing slightly harder, "Ranran, pay attention here."

"Now you're going to express fear, dread, and a little bit of loathing, and pay attention to adjusting your breath." Ji Xingchuan's bony fingers pressed into the small of the boy's back, his fingertips grinding over in circles, "...... Then, on the inhale and exhale, try to power up here, and let your voice quiver."

Fang Zhiran tried it and choked himself straight up, coughing a few times before getting a laugh out of the noise he made.

He laughed as he slapped his boyfriend several times on the arm.

Ji Xingchuan (hp-1-1-1): "......"

Lu Zhu's live stream, the pop-ups are buzzing again--

[Tried what my winter teacher taught me, and my mom asked me what the goose called in my room.]

[Makes himself laugh. Little Snowflakes are so cute.]

[It's so sweet how they get along with each other.]

[Mr. Yu Jin is mean to his son, but he's so gentle to Snowflakes. Mr. Yu, let's let Winter marry Snowflakes to his family].

"There's no rush, it's an experience anyway, grind it slowly and you'll get satisfactory results." Yu Jin's voice was gentle, "Let's try again."

No, there can't be no rush.

King Roll Fang Zhiran's desire to win is on the rise.

Nah, your favorite dub god from when you were a teenager is mentoring you, so who are you not to work hard!

Fang Zhiran, the seal is lifted.

The wolf-eared teen let out a shuddering gasp as he was taken into the arms of the man who had tormented him countless times, thinking that the other man was up to some new experiment, however, he heard an almost absurd confession from the other man.

The teenager's breath suddenly caught, occasionally accompanied by a low sob or two brought on by fear.

"Fuck off, fuck off ......," he trailed off, soft and shaky.

"Huh, it's not bad." The segment ends, and Lu Zhu, an onlooker, says, "It's got that flavor."

"Yes, no problem, we can call it a day." Yu Jin said, "Good job, Snowflakes."

She said to Ji Xingchuan, "Take him out for some good food tonight."

Fang Zhiran is still reading the script, and he's still a bit absorbed in the situation he just saw.

It was interesting that for the first time in his life, he tried to use his voice to express the image and emotion of the character, and it turned out that those simple sentences in the headphones on weekdays need to be slowly and attentively worked out by the voice actor before presenting them to the listener.

He scanned the time on the electronic clock and before he knew it, he had been in the dubbing studio for hours.

It took so long to polish just those few sentences, and it must be even harder for winter teachers on a regular basis.

Voice actors, what a great profession!

"Wrap it up." Fang Zhiran put down the script and went out of the dubbing studio together with Ji Xingchuan, and at a glance he saw Lu Zhu, "Huh, why are you still ...... what are you doing!"

What's with the live streaming?

A few pop-ups drifted out of the live feed-

[ Lu Zhu, we didn't see anyone but you.]

[Who are you talking to?]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Just watch it and don't dare admit it?" He asked the pop-up.

[To your face, dubbing rookie.]

[That's a great voice, do you and Winter usually talk like a radio play?]

[Envious of your division, having a group meeting with the two of you is listening to a radio drama for free ah, suddenly the group meeting doesn't feel so annoying anymore.]

[Put away your unrealistic fantasies!]

"Wait for it." Fang Zhiran told the viewers of the live stream, "I'll show you the cos positives in a few days."

"I'll take him to dinner first." Ji Xingchuan also said.

*

At the mall, a well-fed Fang Zhiran drags her boyfriend around.

"There's a new cereal store over here." He said, "It's Mr. Liu's birthday next week, boyfriend, let's go pick out some gifts for Mr. Liu."

"Boyfriend," raised an eyebrow gently, feeling as if the title didn't satisfy him anymore.

Or is the other designation more satisfying.

The Valley Store is on the fifth floor of a shopping mall, and there are several characters' billboards right by the door. Fang Zhiran picks out a photo of Ji Xingchuan's voice and dives into the store.

"Wow, this barf, so much more expensive than the official price." Fang Zhiran spun around the shelves, "Let me see what the price is online ...... No, I have to buy this."

"Huh, this card is new on the block, let me come shallow and buy a few packs to go back and unwrap." Fang Zhiran said.

He turns his head and Ji Xingchuan brings him a shopping basket.

Fang Zhiran: "Eh ...... actually, won't buy that much."

"What does Master Liu like?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fang Zhiran almost forgot about Liu, he changed shelves and started picking out gifts for Liu: "He likes these two teenage comics."

"I'll buy him this Turbine Card." Fang Zhiran said, "Let him bring it to the park and shoot it himself."

Fang Zhiran : "This doughnut looks good, take one for him too."

"Are you picking out a gift?" The clerk heard them and walked over, "How old is it, I can make a recommendation."

Fang Zhiran: "71 years old."

Clerk: "......?"

"You can show him the new hot-blooded fandango that arrived recently." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Yes, please follow me." The clerk guided the two to another shelf.

There are several valley stores in this mall, as well as a number of three-pit stores, and many secondary characters use this place as a small stronghold. Fang Zhiran met several cosplayers while picking out the cereal.

"I want to wear that kind of clean and clear makeup." A girl next to me said, "I saw that cosplay Snowflakes did with Winter today, I'm assuming Snowflakes did the makeup, that eye makeup, it's so clean and nice."

"Retouching maybe?" Her companion said, "A little retouching would have that effect."

"No no no, that makeup of his is very textured, at a glance it's not fixed, and that photo was taken secretly by Lu Zhu." The girl said, "So sweet ah the two of them, themselves are senior brothers, in the second world still often play together, together on the Comic Con, together live broadcast, together to shoot cos."

"Maybe just putting together a cp for the netizens?" Her companion said, "The kind where you just do your own thing after the shoot?"

"I don't know about that, but I'm dying of sweetness." The girl turned her head and reached her hand toward the last of the plopped doughnuts on the shelf at the same time as the boy next to her.

Fang Zhiran was one step ahead of her and grabbed the doughnut in his hands.

The two men looked at each other.

Girl: "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Fang Zhiran: "?"

This doughnut, vocalized?

"Snow snow snow snow ......" The little girl was halfway through the snow when she saw another, "Winter winter winter ......"

Little Girl: "Mr. Snow Season, Mr. Winter Flower!"

Fang Zhiran: "..."

"Oh no, Snowflakes and Mrs. Winter." She asked, "Do you two still shop at the Valley Store together?"

Fang Zhiran blahly squeezed the doughnut in his hand, "You want this?"

The little girl shook her head, "You guys buy, I won't bother you."

Fang Zhiran had bought almost everything, and he carried the basket to the checkout.

The clerk at the Valley Store recognized them now and gave them two postcards.

"This one is so nice to shop, I'll come back next time." As she exits the elevator on the first floor, Fang Zhiran laments, "Most of it was worth it."

"Wait for me." Ji Xingchuan stopped in his tracks as he passed the supermarket on the first floor.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Want to buy anything?

He waited at the door for five minutes, chatted with Su Jia for a while, and when Ji Xingchuan came back, he threw the three boxes into the nice paper bag where he kept the grain.

"What's that?" Teacher Snowflakes made a point of picking it up, "......"

"Why are you buying this all of a sudden?" He was bewildered.

"The family is running out." Ji Xingchuan said.

"There aren't any, are there?" Fang Zhiran squinted in memory, "There should be three more."

"Uh-huh." Ji Xingchuan said, "Not after tonight."

Fang Zhiran tripped over his feet and almost fell out.

What? Have you even planned the number of times?

*

The living room was brightly lit and the curtains fell from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The boy was pinned down on the couch, a pair of dark gray wolf ears standing up between his light brown hair, his pajamas lifted up to his waist, revealing a smooth, beautiful waistline.

He shielded his eyes with his wrist, blocking out the wavering, blinding light.

"Teacher Snowflakes." Ji Xingchuan said in his ear, "Your sobbing voice now is a hundred times better than it was in the studio."

Fang Zhiran's cheeks warmed slightly and he covered his mouth, refusing to make a humiliating sound that he couldn't control only to have it crashed and shattered once again.

A kiss on the cheek and Ji Xingchuan grabbed him by the waist and lifted him up, he frowned lightly the moment he sat up and then heard the sound of something being thrown in the trash.

Ji Xingchuan took him by the hand and stood him by the couch.

"Don't ......" the boy was still panting a little, "I don't want to stand."

This PhD student works too hard and drills for too long, which makes him super tired and his calves sore every other day.

He'd tried it once before and had since blacklisted the pose.

"Go back to the ...... room." Fang Zhiran said, "or I quit."

[Screaming again.]

Ji Xingchuan's voice was extremely gentle, with a sense of enticement and encouragement.

[Calling out again, that afternoon appellation.]

In just ten seconds or so, the powerless little Snowflakes has taken the opportunity to dry himself out and rest on the arm of the couch.

"Which one." He asked lazily, then tried to call out, "Elder brother? Brother? Or ......"

Ji Xingchuan pursed his lips, feeling a little thirsty.

Both were good, but he wanted to hear the other one.

"Tired today." Fang Zhiran prides himself on not wanting to scream."

Before he could break into a mischievous snicker, he was picked up by his senior brother by the waist and thrown back onto the couch.

"Ah ......" Snowflakes-sensei fell over and received a not-so-gentle slap on the back of the waist.

"Ji Xingchuan you!" Little Snowflakes half-heartedly resisted.

[It will make you want to.

His boyfriend said.

......

At half past twelve, Fang Zhiran finally climbed into bed, grimacing and rubbing his aching back.

It's shattered. Snowflakes are crashing into snow foam.

There was a bit of movement coming from next to him, and his boyfriend sat down next to him.

"Shall I rub it for you?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Roll ......" His voice was a little muffled from crying, a little nasal, not as crisp as usual, but with traces of the aftermath of the ambiguity.

Ji Xingchuan, who had been called "husband" countless times tonight, ignored him and reached out to put his hand on his narrow waistline, rubbing it gently.

Snowflakes The teacher squinted comfortably.

"What are you reading?" He realized Ji Xingchuan was staring at his cell phone screen, "Manga?"

Fang Zhiran would like to see it too.

Ji Xingchuan handed him his cell phone.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Here's a cosplay image they just took during the day, one that will have been fixed in post by Moon Media.

The researcher grabbed the chains in his hands and the wolf-eared teen was forced to tilt his head back, the two of them so close that at first glance they looked like lovers about to kiss deeply.

Ji Xingchuan Long-pressed saved this one to replace the original cell phone wallpaper.

The game's plot is still being updated, and the researcher in the story may not get his wolf-eared teenager even if he catches up with him.

But Snowflakes, Jr. will always belong to him.