[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

"You laugh so disgustingly Lu Cuicui! I will destroy you on behalf of love and justice!"

Lu Wanwan mercilessly took the textbook and slapped Lu Yuancang's head from top to bottom. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuancang buried his head and rubbed his cheek against the cover of the book on the table, laughing three times brazenly Said: "You are so naive Lu Wanwan! I can fight for another 30 years at the bottom of the pit!"

Lu Wanwan ignored his plausible arguments, and took out the book and held it in her hand as a threat: "Pack up your things and go eat! Aren't you going to work in the afternoon, don't you want the money?"

Lu Yuancang tidied up his textbooks and water glasses listlessly, "I was dismissed yesterday - I said I have a selection meeting next week and I need to take a leave of absence, just in time for the boss to be in a bad mood and say, 'I know you people in the circle People don't do anything for long', fired me."

Lu Wanwan returned the book to him, and speculated with some grounds: "Did he get dumped by the girlfriends in our circle?" Without waiting for an answer, she said, "I'm going to the selection meeting too. Remember to call me."

"Also?" Lu Yuancang was puzzled and suddenly realized: "Oh! There is also the casting of the young lady, are you going to choose that one?"

Lu Wanwan snorted and suddenly asked mysteriously, "Lu Cuicui?"

"Huh?" After Lu Yuancang agreed, he retorted: "You still have a long way to go!"

"No, I think...you are more crooked..." Lu Wanwan stammered, "Do you...do you have that—that kind of feeling for your male god?"

Lu Yuancang deliberately laughed at her coldly, "Impossible - I like him because he is the ideal form of my life."

——Through the screen and the longing from a distance, its form is always vague and easy to dissipate. Lu Yuancang himself finds it incredible that he still chases an idol after so many years.

In fact, Chu Songluo is not good at interpersonal communication, and his performance in variety shows is extremely poor. Although he is in the center, he rarely talks to people, and it is rare to hear that he has any friends.But even so, in this circle where connections are a major factor in winning or losing, he can stand at the forefront and be liked by others—maybe it is this clean and fragile glass-like strength full of pride that gives him His greater charm?

——Or maybe the age difference is not that big, but Lu Yuancang has been watching Chu Songluo on the screen, growing up by himself and him from afar. It is a very stable organ in the body, which operates every day and provides him with fresh energy.

Chu Songluo is Lu Cangyuan's light.

——not the ethereal reflected light like moonlight.

It was because of Chu Songluo that Lu Cangyuan began to have a direction to move forward, a goal for which he could sacrifice a lot of things, and then began to burn from the innermost core of his body.

Glow.

**

Lu Wanwan practiced the Zheng Tai Yin for a long time, but was dismissed because the timbre was not suitable for that role—but she didn't care that much, after all, this is not the job she is mainly aiming at recently.

So Lu Yuancang was successfully selected, she put on a joyful expression, applauded and said congratulations, only to notice that Lu Yuancang was still in a trance, and his eyes were still confused in the email notification on the phone screen.

"……what's wrong?"

Lu Yuancang said in a trance tone as if he had seen God, "I was chosen, but not the policeman in the public casting..."

"Eh?" Lu Wanwan blinked her eyes, leaned over to read the notice——

"That high school student Myoja? Isn't he the official partner of your male god, the information dealer, can you play with him?"

"...You haven't read the original book, you don't understand..." Lu Yuancang said with a deep voice, "This is a perverted character, every time he is killed by intelligence dealers, he will make strange noises..."

"...Did you add a symbol to what you said just now?"

Lu Yuancang grabbed the table with his head, wailing endlessly in his heart.

——I, I’m still a virgin, what should I do! !

**

The official recording work will start in May, and there are still more than ten days left in the time limit. Lu Yuancang is constantly struggling with whether to make an appointment for a sex, and whether it is appropriate to use this question to hook up with a male god.

Perhaps it was the accumulation of more than a dozen koi he had reposted that finally turned into a gospel at this time. In the third week, Chu Songluo suddenly stopped him during the break, "Lu Yuancang, come with me after class."

The acting guidance in class is still business-like, but Lu Yuancang is always worried, looking forward to something good to happen, but afraid of some unknown possibilities.After surviving the second half of class with difficulty, he left the south school gate where there were always fewer people. Sure enough, he saw Chu Songluo standing there waiting for him.

"Hi teacher!" Lu Yuancang sneered, "What can you do for me?"

Seeing him coming, Chu Songluo started to walk back to his apartment, saying, "I've asked for leave for Teacher Ren's class. I have a job at [-]:[-] p.m., and you have to practice myoja with me from now on." character acting."

"...Eh?" Lu Yuancang was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted to follow behind him. While walking, his mind was full of four big words of flattery, forcing himself to calm down and thinking about it, if he asked "why", it would seem very artificial , so tentatively asked: "Teacher, where are we going—?"

Chu Songluo glanced at him lightly, and Lu Yuancang immediately covered his mouth and found that his voice became louder again, only his eyes blinked, "...I was wrong."

"Go to my house." Chu Songluo then looked away, and added: "I hope you are not short of money to the point where you need tips from gossip tabloids."

Lu Cangyuan immediately shook his head desperately to show his loyalty: "How could it be! I am honored that the teacher is willing to help me. How can I not know what is good or bad?"

It seems to be an illusion, although Chu Songluo didn't look at him, there was a slight smile in his eyes, "This season's [-] episodes just finished airing in mid-July, just in time for the September bss reward, the role of myoja You're going to get the best newcomer award."

He didn't ask Lu Cangyuan if he could do it, but directly asserted "to get it".

Lu Cangyuan was a little uneasy, but felt that it was a kind of trust, and suddenly felt his blood boil, and replied in a low voice: "I know!"

Not surprisingly, Chu Songluo lives in a super expensive looking building. The elevator reaches the seventeenth floor, and the corridor covered with soft blankets goes all the way. The innermost room 1707 is where he lives.

The room layout is naturally very good, but there is no breath of life here - it is not so much a residence as a hotel room, everything is neat and orderly, visitors will not leave any traces here, they can come at any time, You can also leave at any time.A place where people lack a sense of belonging.

It's hard to imagine that Chu Songluo lives here every day, and Lu Yuancang sneaks a glance at the layout of the room.

Chu Songluo took out two bottles of water from the refrigerator, Lu Yuancang stepped forward to take them consciously, and then pushed behind him to the room closest to the door——

Studio.

Diffusers, sound-absorbing panels... All kinds of supporting equipment are available, which is even better than many professional recording studios.

Lu Yuancang was dumbfounded, his eyes were about to shine.

Chu Songluo's voice brought him back to reality, and asked him, "Did you bring the script?"

"Bring it!" Lu Yuancang hurriedly put down the water, rummaged through his schoolbag, and then laughed awkwardly: "Well, teacher... I seem to have brought it wrong... sorry!"

Chu Songluo didn't look very angry, as if he understood his carelessness very well, he took a notebook from the table and handed it to him.

"Episode 1", number 001.

In order to prevent data leakage, each script has a fixed number.Although numbers are usually distributed randomly, 001 still has a different meaning - this script should be Chu Songluo's own script.

The happiness gained today is too much and too violent, Lu Yuancang flipped through the content in a daze, and before he had time to carefully read the male god's annotation, he heard the instruction: "No. Scene. When you first appear on the stage, you must fully express your own characteristics with your voice, so start practicing this scene first.”

"Okay!" Lu Yuancang took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and ran to Mai.After roughly testing his voice, Lu Yuancang began to read the words: "...Instead of distinguishing the origin from the beginning to the end, let me believe in you as a god-your throne will not be corrupted or shaken, and I will bear the witness of my life."

He raises his voice very high, but it's not very sharp. Every turn seems to be excited to cry or laugh, and there is a patient sigh in the end, which naturally expresses the perverted reverence of myoja.

Chu Songluo's [-]th voice was indifferent, a little more inorganic than his own original voice: "I don't need a throne, I just want to wander around forever to observe the beauty, ugliness, good and evil of human beings. But you Well done, come over—”

In the scene, as a reward, Shi Twelve touched Myoja's cheek.This is Lu Yuancang's difficulty. He knows that a good voice actor should have the professionalism of abandoning shame, but it is rare that he can't let go, and the sighs he makes are also trembling and nervous.

Chu Songluo stopped him.

"No, start over here."

Doing it again, there is no great change - after all, all the reactions of myoja mentioned in the original text are physical pleasure; Lu Yuancang was asked to show this kind of thing when he came up, and it is normal if he can't let go.

After trying it two or three times, Chu Songluo pursed his lips and frowned, "You showed nervousness and shyness, not the exaggerated joy that you need."

"...Yes." Lu Yuancang took a deep breath, "Teacher, I may really not be able to do it..."

Chu Songluo said, "Tell me your role analysis first."

Lu Yuancang nodded, "Myoja is usually a top student, but his unique side has always been hidden and cannot be understood by others; he yearned for Twelve, but was afraid of being hated by Twelve; but Twelve soon disappeared. Discovered his true nature, and told him 'the original you is more beautiful in my eyes', so myoja did not hide his true nature in front of Twelve, that is...perverted...and unconditionally in love with Yi Twelve... so I should use a higher voice line to express his different side, and then... then I should be able to express myoja without reservation... um, excitement."

Chu Songluo asked him again: "Then since Twelve has labeled himself as non-human, why did you allow Myoja to stay by his side?"

Lu Yuancang replied: "Twelve is using him." After saying this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and continued to himself, "Obviously knowing that he was being used, Myoja is still willing, fearing that one day he will be abandoned, just Carpe diem, reveal your true nature unreservedly, and even intensify—”

Chu Songluo suddenly reached out and touched his cheek lightly.

His palm is very soft and gentle, with a little bit of pity, but it seems that there is always a sense of distance to pull away at any time.Lu Yuancang was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, his eyes slowly opened wide——

"You seem to have liked me for a long time?" His tone suddenly became cold and gentle.

"—Come and try to make a sound."