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"Whee."

Qi Qi saw the grey light in front of id flashing for a moment before realizing that she had just laughed out loud.

But what if the throat really trembles involuntarily?

"You have smiled just now, Jumei, right!" The director deserves to be the director, and his hearing sensitivity will soon catch up with the bat.

"He absolutely laughed!" The screenwriter quickly joined the complaint.

"I'm just thinking, the crew has multiple mouths, not even the grandpa's generation. Is this to be repaid by Sun Debt? Well, it's just right." Qi Qin could not bear the stomachache, it was not easy. Take a breath.

"Pooh hahahaha!"

"Thumbnail giant Tucao likes it!"

This time, the duo of directors couldn't hold it anymore, and they laughed forward and backward through the microphone.

Planning the rouge flower to burst into tears as a smile, there was still a trace of low voice and spirit, and said: "Don't you be so good? At least Uncle Yan is not weak, not too playful."

"So what's his voice?" Qi Qin raised an eyebrow. The thumb of the right hand is still pressed against the lips, trying to suppress the urge to raise the corner of the mouth.

The rouge flower paused for a second, seemingly searching for adjectives.

"It's ... the kind that is often heard on TV-the grandfather's voice."

Fairy wind bones.

"Whee."

As a media person who is very familiar with film and television works, Qi Qi seriously used these four words to make up, and then laughed out loud for the second time.

"Does the crew mean to ask me to s.m a grandfather with a decent spirit? The concubine can't do it—"

"Pooh ... hahahaha I'm going to laugh to death! Help!"

"Poof, please return to the giant Jujube! Please just ask my roommate if I am crazy and laugh so terribly! Hahahaha!

The atmosphere in yy's room suddenly rejoiced, sweeping away the heavy haze before.

Yan Bei Xiang.

This is the first time Qi Qi knows this id. According to the puppet play of the screenwriter, this cv-produced play can be counted with ten fingers, very new.

The friend of the puppet show was planned by another crew. At that time, the radio had already come to an end, but the role of a neighboring grandfather was left alone. The planning in the circle basically understands that there are the most male cvs from the young to the young. On the premise of ensuring a natural voice and a natural tone, there are fewer people who can raise the sense of age to the middle-aged uncle. There are very few people.

Friends of the puppet show couldn't ask for help, but had to post a recruitment post in the forum.

I thought that the post would definitely sink into the sea. I didn't expect to receive an application email the next day, with a dry note attached. Because the character is a dragon, there are not many lines, all the dry sounds are recorded, and each sentence is repeated three times.

Industry conscience!

So the planners lacking grandpa and uncle voices flocked to ask for resource sharing. Yanbei became synonymous with the newly entered "grandpa professional household" for a while.

Rouge Flower introduced through a puppet show, listened to several of his plays with Grandpa, and felt that he could be invited to play the role of Grandpa in the play. But because the grandfather's play only appeared in the scene of the recollection, and the lines did not exceed 20 lines, the crew did not pull him into the group and kept contacting in private.

"But this man is amazing to say." The puppet in charge of contacting him said so.

Her friend clicked on the picture and sent an invitation to add friends based on the qq number shown on the email. The friend passed the next day, so the friend naturally said a lot of "thank you for the dry voice", "grandpa's voice is very good", "you are a good person to send charcoal in the snow" Yun Yun's thanks.

Then there is no more.

Friends think he might just be an outsider passing by soy sauce. It is not surprising that there are such cvs that have disappeared from the network after recording two sentences.

However, several planners other than friends sent out invitations with a try mentality, and they passed.

"Adult, can you ask for another grandpa's voice? It's the voice of your last show!"

"Adult, I just lack such a grandpa voice, can you help! Qaq"

"Sir, can you record three lines? See the lines below for the fifty-year-old uncle's voice."

"Sir, beg uncle ..."

"grown ups……"

"Big……"

...

None of the above qq messages were answered.

All, all, all, no, yes.

But everyone was short for one or two days and long for three or four days. They unexpectedly received the dry sound from the other party, and the quality was also very high. The situation is similar when the echo is needed.

"He's very strange, obviously online, but he doesn't pay attention to what I say. But he will definitely make a sound, and it will be quick."

The puppet play is nagging, not realizing that the atmosphere in the room seems to turn sunny and cloudy, and for a time there is the illusion that the temperature is falling straight.

"So, this is probably the first time he went to the yy site?" Sifang Jiandao apparently heard this person for the first time.

"Uh, yes ..."

"And if he doesn't make it, he won't come at all?" Rouge added tremblingly.

"Uh, yes ..."

The Quartet knife sighed in frustration and issued a contemptuous expression on the public screen: "Puppet you are doing wool? What is the difference from not finding someone?"

"Ah, forget it, I will continue to find someone." Rouge Hua was about to give up waiting, just about to close the wheat, and the puppet show screamed.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! He's in!"

Qi Qi subconsciously looked up.

A white vest really appeared under the channel name "Trap Team", with the words "Yanbeixiang" hung succinctly.

The icon followed by this id is still a green leaf.

Corresponding level: Level 1.

Personal points: 0 points.

Qi Qi intellectually feels that she should not laugh now, otherwise the rouge will probably sob again.

"Hello, Grandpa." After the crew pulled Yanbei into a sub-channel dedicated to pia, Qi Zi first expressed a greeting with a slight smile.

"Poof! Don't do that, sir!"

"Sometimes come, don't let the embarrassing people go again!"

The crew members' green lights flickered one after another, and they all turned on, preventing him from continuing to speak. The scene was slightly joyful.

The indicator light of Yanbeixiang has been in a gray state.

But two words suddenly appeared on the public screen: hello.

The staff members took the dumb pills collectively in an instant, not because of surprise, but because of deep worry.

"Don't you speak now, without wheat?" Only Qi Qi seemed to understand mind reading, calmly voicing the huge doubts in everyone's mind.

Five seconds of suffocating silence—

Four characters jumped out again on the public screen: can speak.

"Hoo ..." Three girls came in unison in relief from the headphones. It was probably influenced by the other party, and the crew members began to speak on the public screen by typing.

Planning-Rouge: Yanbei Xiang sama Hello! I am the curator of this drama, just call me rouge ~ ≧ ▽ ≦ / ~

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Uncle Yan! Thank you for coming! / ㄒ o ㄒ / ~~ Ah, I ’m just knocking your puppet on qq ~

Director-Sifang Inserting Knife: Hello, Grandpa! [Poof] I ’m a director. Is it because you have n’t used yy before? Press f2 or click the "press and hold f2" button under the window to speak freely.

Yanbei Xiang: Hello.

...

...

auzw.com

...

sowhat?

What's the following?

Why not speak?

The crowd squeezed a cold sweat, and then the public screen was silent.

The indicator light of Yanbeixiang still did not light up. If the video can be connected at this time, Qi Qi is sure that the faces of the girls behind the screen will have a dazed expression.

"Uh, I think I'll post the script of the script that needs to be played on the announcement first." The director stunned the silence and tried to cut into the subject as soon as possible. Soon, a few lines from the two principals appeared on the announcement screen, the first time they had a private conversation.

"Uh, you are the director, you continue, and the puppets and I will listen from now on." Rouge spent a word weakly, turning off the lights and turning off the wheat.

"Yes, Rouge and I can type on the public screen." The screenwriter closed Mai.

"Ah, that thing ... You two can get started when you are ready. Let's go through the whole paragraph first. I won't interject, and I'll give specific comments after it's over." The director's style of the Quartet knife has always given the initiative to cv.

Qi Qi nodded.

"Understood. I'm ready here, I can start at any time."

Another five seconds of suffocating silence.

It's just that after this quiet time, the indicator light that has been grayed out turns on without warning. A strange man's voice came from his ear.

Low, firm, with a little depression and sulking.

"I knew from the beginning that everything you did was just to calculate me—"

Qi Qi was startled.

As soon as your hand is loose, the pen in your hand slips between your fingers.

From the moment the pen fell off, to the falling tabletop, he held his breath for a few seconds. He was fortunate that the soft "slap" sound was too quiet to pass through the microphone.

What came out was the director's belated "recessed trough", which had a long ending and could even hear a sense of echo.

She seemed to have completely forgotten her commitment to not intervene until the end, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey ... Hey, hello, what was that just now? What was that youth voice just now!"

The two people on the public screen swiped the screen quickly.

Planning-Rouge: lying trough! ! !

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Lying! ! !

Planning-Rouge: lying trough! ! ! I just said it for me after finishing the word insertion, lying groove! ! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: I am the one who wants to lie down the most! ! For the first time I heard Uncle Yan's youth voice! ! It's just a good deal! !

Planning-Rouge: Is n’t the focus young? ! Lying trough! !

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Right, right! Youth Voice! (￣﹃￣) Saliva! ! No, the youth voice is so amazing, my heart has a feeling of being hit by electric current! !

Planning-Rouge: Puff, puppet you are enough!

Screenwriter-puppet show: I'm really enough! For more! Please continue! (￣﹃￣) Do n’t you talk about inserting the knife, poof!

Seeing this, the director, who was still in shock, recovered. The first reaction was that all the lights except for myself were off: "I was wrong, I must not intervene! ...... Hey, hey? You are still here? ?"

Qi Qi heard the director calling for his id, sat upright, stared at the screen and settled.

The pen that was dropped next to the keyboard has stopped.

But the slight tremor on the finger was not there yet.

Really, unexpectedly-

The voice in my head is exactly the same as when I read the original. It was unexpected.

"I'm here." He calmed his tone, suggesting without trace, "Sorry, Yanbei, can you turn up the volume a little bit more? I just didn't hear it very clearly here, maybe the signal is bad. "

As he said this, he moved the mouse over the "record" button.

Click down.

There was a whine of electric current sizzling from the other side, as if the volume of the microphone was really being adjusted.

The director did not move at all, and it seemed that he closed the wheat directly.

The public screen is silent and does not dare to disturb.

After about ten seconds, the strange male voice sounded again, repeating the line. The sound position is closer to the microphone, as if it is close at hand.

"I knew from the beginning that everything you did was just to calculate me."

The depressing smell deepened, and deep breathing sounds were heard especially in the bass range.

The play is quite interesting.

When the opponents play to a level and make people enter the drama, their play will also be raised to a higher level. Especially this tit-for-tat scene, and momentum.

"Knowing that it's a trap, I jumped in by myself--doesn't it mean ... you are interesting to me?"

Qi Xiao smiled leisurely.

The script scene prompts that the dialogue takes place in a secret room. The policeman's hands were tied behind his back and forced to lie on a sofa. Hei Dao Xiaoyou is sitting on him with one hand on the sofa, and the other hand is tied to his throat, admiring his sullen eyes.

So Qi Qi in the first half of the sentence strengthened a sense of dominance.

After the "do" in the second half of the sentence, the tone became low, the speech rate slowed down, and the end seemed to be a whisper. It is easy to think of the dynamic of having a close breath.

Not to mention that his voice comes with a **** bonus.

"... lying trough." The director who has twice declared that he will not intervene once again made an exception. On the public screen, the two girls who were listened to were swiping wildly as expected.

Planning-Rouge Flower: Bully! Cheat! what! tat

Planning-Rouge: It's fraud all night tonight! ! The voice of your backstage sama is far from speaking normally! ! So sexy! Emma, ​​really sexy!

Planning-Rouge: Just now the blood trough is empty, lying trough! !

Planning-Rouge: ...... Why am I excited alone? ? Σ ° △ ° ||| ︴Why? ! Puppet too! ! Puppet ~~~ Puppet ~~~

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Save! Life! what! Ao Ao Ao Ao wolf blood boiling! ! ! ! (￣﹃￣) The blood has just gone!

Director-Sifang Inserting Knife: I, I also urgently need blood ..._: з∠_

Screenwriter-Puppet show: Puff, you have interrupted them many times! Do n’t insert when you should n’t!

Director-Squart Blade: Yes, I'm sorry ... I can't help it ..._: з∠_

Planning-Rouge: I understand! ! ! The atmosphere in tat's moment is so shy! ! ! Full of lust! !

Screenwriter-puppet show: Rouge holds on! ! ! Even if the return date is over, do n’t let Uncle Yan ... Ah, it ’s wrong, Yanbei scared away to the adult! !

Planning-Rouge: I was wrong, I was guilty! The two continue! 【Cover nosebleed】

Director-Sifang Inserting Knife: The two continue! Cut me off again if you interrupt me! ... Uh, no, just slap! 【Cover Nose +1】

Screenwriter-Puppet Show: The two continue! 【Cover nosebleed + 2】

Qi Xiao smiled and watched the constantly refreshing chat records on the public screen. She was in a good mood. He picked up the pen on the table again and played between his fingers.

After the three words "recording" on the button, the time gradually increases one minute and one second.

"Let's go on." He politely invited.

"Okay." For the first time, the other person said something outside the script. The sound is not much different from the play, probably using the original sound just now.

But even so.

Qi Qi sided his palm, and the pen cap tapped on the table, again. The strength is very light, not to break the lively and lively discussion on the public screen at this time.

Even so-this person is always not a copper bird.

The author has something to say: has been brain-filling the scenes in the script when I write it, I am really enough. _: з∠_