Net Match-The Spring of the Substitute

Wei Shuihan looked at the forwarding time of that Weibo post, and thought it was very strange. Out of curiosity, she immediately sent a private message to the other party.

Wei Shuihan: You are staying up so late, and you are spying on the screen?

Zeling quickly replied.

Zeling: I'm jet-lagged and can't sleep.

Wei Shuihan: When did you return to China?Don't let me know earlier, your girls must be planning to hold a welcome banquet.

Zeling: There is no need to make such a big fuss. I still have a lot of work to hand over, so I won’t be too free recently.

Wei Shuihan: Alright (;′⌒.) There is no other way, Mr. Zeling takes care of everything every day...

Wei Shuihan: Oh, wait, I want to ask, how do you know about my substitute?

Zeling: Does he belong to your family?

Wei Shuihan: For now...not yet...

Zeling: Oh, then I can rest assured.

Wei Shui Han:? ? ?

Zeling: Someone mentioned him in the fan group yesterday, and I happened to see it.

Zeling is a screen-peeping madman, and a screen-peeping madman who likes to be invisible.

Therefore, Xiao Feifei, who was bouncing around in the official fan group last night, had no idea that his speech had caught the eyes of the Lord.

Wei Shuihan: Curious face, how did you mention it?

Zeling recalled it for a while, and slowly typed these words.

Zeling: Said to be a perfect young voice, as gentle as jade.

Wei Shuihan slapped his thigh fiercely: The minister seconded the proposal!

Zeling was thoughtful.

Before he ended the conversation, he confessed: When you catch him, remember to call me.I'll check it out for you.

Dong Tiantian was paralyzed on the sofa, and said weakly: "Xu Mu, I think you should follow suit. Wei Shuihan is getting impatient, if you don't show up again, she will issue a national arrest warrant."

While kneading the rice cakes, Xu Mu replied calmly, "I don't intend to do a concert, even if I go, it will be an idle joy, why bother?"

Dong Tiantian was a person with no position, so he immediately felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he might be able to convince the president, so he copied Xu Mu's original words and replied.

After a while, the phone received a new message, and Wei Shuihan's reply was six dots.

What a waste of money, what a waste of money.Wei Shuihan bit his handkerchief and cried to his CP.

At this time, Jiang Li, who saved the universe, appeared greatly.

She stroked Wei Shuihan's head, waved her finger and sent a private message to Mr. Tiantian.

"Mr. Tiantian, the new radio drama is short of soundtracks, do you have time to help me?"

Jiang Li is a well-known talented woman in the circle, and also Weishuihan's royal poet and CP. After the Weishui Handan circle, Jiang Li rarely appeared in the singing circle, and began to accept some interesting radio dramas by herself, keeping her name low-key It is hung in the planning column of the cast and crew list.

Of course, she is not like Wei Shuihan, who is completely a hands-off shopkeeper.Sometimes when she encounters a suitable OP or ED, she will recommend singers from her own club to pick it up, and sometimes she will let them play a non-important sideshow to get over the dry addiction of being a CV.

In short, Jiang Lizai's image is that of a gentle and pleasant elder sister next door, and also a "happy voice" patriarch. Generally, no one would refuse her requests.

Just as Dong Tiantian turned on the computer, he saw Jiang Li send another sentence: "Is your roommate free? Ask him to come together, just need a conversation between two people."

It's not the first time for Dong Tiantian to do the duoyin.He is born with an acting personality, no matter what small role he gets, he can enjoy it.

It was not the first time Jiang Li asked his roommate if he could come with him.Anyway, there were only two or three unimportant lines, and he had recorded with Xu Mu before. Jiang Li also felt that their combination was convenient and efficient, and he often thought of them when there was a suitable situation for dialogue.

Dong Tiantian turned his head undefended and asked: "Xu Mu, do you have time now? Let's do a side note."

Xu Mu is making rice cakes.It’s not cooking rice cakes or fried rice cakes, he is really “making” rice cakes, mixing glutinous rice flour and sticky rice flour, pouring in water slowly, stirring with chopsticks while pouring, and kneading patiently with hands, repeatedly Press until the powder turns into a whitish soft dough.

Then he took out a bamboo steamer, put the dough in it, covered it with a piece of gauze soaked in water, glanced at the current time, and said to Dong Tiantian who was poking his head and observing all this curiously: "It happens that I have half hours."

The simple aroma of glutinous rice spread in the room, Dong Tiantian swallowed back the saliva secreted in his mouth, dog-leggedly asked Xu Mu to sit next to him, turned on the computer and boarded the YY nest for In the encrypted room where we chat about work, usually the responsible Jiang Li will listen to them twice, patiently put forward some opinions, and then make a formal recording.

Xu Mu took a sip of the steaming brown rice tea, and asked about the relationship status of his roommate: "How are you and the goddess developing?"

Dong Tiantian raised his head and looked up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle: "It's not good, the goddess was dumped by her boyfriend, and while seeking to get back together, she used me as a backup. You guessed it right, she was just in a bad mood that day and wanted to get drunk , it doesn't mean anything in particular to me."

Dong Tiantian, a self-proclaimed gentleman, of course would not take advantage of the opportunity. That night, she delivered the goddess to the door of the house without squinting, and then came back in despair.

There were unexpectedly many people in YY's den, Dong Tiantian entered the locked room neatly, turned on the microphone, and said strangely: "There is an event today, why are there so many... people..."

When he saw an id in the room, he almost turned his tongue and tied a knot himself.

Xu Mu put down the cup and said lightly, "I guess they are waiting for me."

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Xu Mu's eyes are like torches?υ?