The full-level boss holds the cannon fodder script

Chapter 4 Sound into the Heart【4】

The producer on the other side was examining it with a serious face, and he lazily raised his eyes to look at the person standing opposite him.

She is dressed in a cute pink dress, her hair is scattered on her shoulders, and her eyes are big. She looks like a very well-behaved and sensible girl. At first glance, she is the type that nerds will like very much.

The same goes for the sound...

The producer wanted to turn the table a little bit, Gu Yun's voice was very special, with pearls and jade in the front, don't expect anyone behind her to surpass her.

Mu Shuangshuang has already begun to read the lines: "I still remember that the sparks scattered across Yangzhou, bringing infinite vitality. The wind once made me look up, and the stars dotted the night sky. When I looked back, they disappeared like quicksand on my fingertips..."

This is what Fu Chen said at the beginning of the anime, and at the same time, I will replay some important scenes of the first season.

The producer propped his chin, and Mu Shuangshuang's voice was leaning towards the cute girl's voice. I don't know if it was her intention or something else. The tone of voice is always very sweet when she speaks. Judging from this line, she has put in a lot of effort. He imitated Gu Yun's tone very well.

The producer glanced at the CV bigwigs who were wearing earphones and turned on black. They lowered their heads tacitly and completely gave up the right to be a judge.

The girl in front of me was stuffed in by Quan Shao, she deserves... not bad, the production team is short of funds, at least they can get some investment——

"Miss Mu..." The producer felt his conscience and decided to feed it to the dogs. He closed his eyes and thought, "We are in need of people like you to join..."

Does this mean passing?
Mu Shuangshuang widened her eyes in surprise, and quickly responded: "Thank you producer, I will work hard—"

Before the words fell, a rather cold voice sounded:

"This level, with floating dust?"

The producer was taken aback.

Immediately, he was happy.

The invitation letter for the judges was sent to all the bigwigs in the group who voiced important roles, including Feng Zhe's CV—Mu Zheng.

Mu Zheng has never participated in judging activities, so he didn't find it strange that he didn't come to the producer.

"Brother Mu!"

"Wow, live Mu Ge!"

The few people who were wearing headphones and turned on the black took off their headphones in an instant, looking over with excitement.

The first thing I saw was a slender figure.

The man was leaning against the wall, the black mask covered most of his face, only revealing a pair of surprisingly cold eyes.

The boy is not very old, his white jade-like fingers are twisting the corner of the mask, and the thin bangs cover the emotions in his eyes. He slightly pulls the mask out to reveal the space for breathing, and slowly peels off a toffee with the other hand stuff it in your mouth.

"What? Are you mute?" The young man chewed candy in his mouth, his voice was a little unclear, but the coldness in his eyes was extremely clear: "Fuchen is a classic, whoever touches it will die."

The producer sighed helplessly, "But Gu Yun's voice was damaged, it was a last resort."

"Floating Dust" is Gu Yun's first work when he debuted, and it is also Mu Zheng's first work.

Mu Zheng is rumored to be very powerful, and his usual attitude is extremely arrogant and reckless, but he is extremely serious about his work, not to mention that "Floating Dust" is still his pioneering work, he would not like to be ruined by others.

Mu Shuangshuang was still standing in the recording studio, her figure a little stiff.

She set her eyes on Mu Zheng, and the young man also looked over coldly.

Mu Zheng's gaze was very cold, and his whole body exuded the aura that strangers should not enter.

The boy swallowed the toffee in his mouth, pinched the side of the mask with his slender white fingers, and took off the mask.

The slender eyelashes covered his eyes, and he slightly raised his eyelids, his tone was a bit chilly.

——"Don't even think about it, make fun of "Floating Dust"."

(End of this chapter)