Misuwo practiced repeatedly in the room for a long time. When he was there, it was easy for him to read this line. According to the setting of the role, it was easy to grasp the emotional accuracy of the tone.

Just think of her in the studio, outside the director and a bunch of staff listening

That picture

She was so absorbed that she didn't dare to think about it any more!

However

Think about the bills again, rice crisp is like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, and his whole body radiates dazzling light of justice.

She is a progressive Chinese citizen!

She is a dedicated dubbing staff!

She is

Well

She yawned and fell asleep. Her head fell on the bed and she closed her eyes.

The next day.

Mi Su went to the supermarket and bought a pile of daily necessities to go home.

In the evening, she received a call from her best friend Xia An'an. She put on a coat in a hurry and went out with a backpack on her back.

When arriving at the destination, Xia An'an leaned in a quiet position and ordered a pile of fragrant kebabs with cans of beer on the table.

It was midnight, and the stalls were full.

Xia An'an opened a can of beer. Her face was red because she drank the beer. She chewed a few mouthfuls of barbecue rudely and said in a hoarse voice: "celebrate the completion of my work and get paid!"

Mi Su sat down and said, "Ann, what's wrong with your voice?"

Xia An'an angrily bit the food in her mouth. Her originally crisp and pleasant voice became hoarse, but it was not bad. Instead, she had an attractive style: "I howled all night in the studio today."

“……”

Xia An'an received the role of Anti Japanese drama, with few lines, especially the sentence "Chong ah". In particular, he had to shout loudly to create the effect of justice and heroism.

With the repeated dubbing over and over again, it's no wonder that her voice is devastated.

In this regard, MI Su expressed sympathy.

They were drinking and chatting with each other.

With that, missu talked about the script that the director gave her.

Xia an an's obscene smile, not only no sympathy, but gloating: "the director is still very insightful, your voice, really suitable for that kind of tune, I if a man..."

Mi Su bit the kebab and glared at her!

Eating almost, two people are drunk of support head, big eyes stare small eyes.

Suddenly, several black Bentleys stopped.

A team of men in black suits got out of the car and cleared the scene quickly.

In the twinkling of an eye, the scene left rice crisp and Xia An'an two people.

In the middle of the black Bentley is a Rolls Royce silver charm.

He stepped down first and opened the back door.

Rong Jinchu didn't close his eyes for three days. There was a light cyan under the corner of his eyes. He smelled the spicy smell. He took out the handkerchief folded in the pocket of his suit jacket and covered his mouth and nose.

Even so, the unhappiness between his eyebrows still did not decrease.

The neon lights, scattered on his 188CM height, make the figure on the ground inclined and long.

He was wearing a hand-made black suit and gold cufflinks, reflecting a luxurious light.

Delicate face, at this time, like the moon under the cold, cool.

He stepped up and walked in the direction of the rice cake.

Rice crisp drunk eyes, white cheeks red, clear eyes, fell on the figure blocking her line of sight, pink lips, because of eating pepper Jiaoyan Yaoye, make people taste.

Rong Jinchu's eyes narrowed slightly and his breath stagnated.

It is almost unnecessary for him to judge who is the woman who has affected his sleep for 20 years by the first one.

Deep voice, full of determination.

"Rice cake."

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