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Hearing Chen Baiyuan's astonishing words, Rong Ting stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

"Okay, come in." Chen Baiyuan opened the door as if making an insignificant joke, beckoning her to go in first.

Rong Ting finally regained his consciousness, looked at the bedroom and sighed again.

Chen Baiyuan's bedroom is 10 rooms bigger than her current bedroom. It is designed according to the princess room. It is all in pink and tender tones. There are also many dolls and figures inside. There is a large widescreen computer on the table. There is a full range of recording equipment, and one of the microphones is very familiar to Rong Ting.

She pointed to the microphone, "This is?"

"Ah, that's a condenser microphone, which is convenient for voice and dubbing."

Rong Ting's curiosity was aroused, "Are you also interested in dubbing?"

"Of course." Chen Baiyuan said proudly, "I'm already an old fan, and now I chase after all the adults in the dubbing circle."

As if to prove it, she turned on the computer directly, "Let me tell you, there will be a live broadcast of my male god in the live broadcast room later, I am going to listen to it, do you want to listen?"

Just as Rong Ting wanted to shake her head, she remembered that she wanted to do as the Romans do, otherwise, what else could she do?

Besides, she wanted to know what Ran Jiu's usual work was like.

Seeing her nodding, Chen Baiyuan smiled with satisfaction, "At that time, you can fan the male god with me."

When I clicked on the live broadcast, it had been live broadcast for more than ten minutes, and the voice actors did not show their faces, but they were singing a song.Rong Ting could tell that it was a popular ancient song called "Sword Cutting Mountains and Rivers". The subtitles in the room were crazily scrolling, all fans shouting.

Chen Baiyuan stared at the live broadcast, "Ah, it's great! Master Ting is really great."

"The sound is so good! I love it!" She posted the words on the barrage, but she didn't know what to click to make the words stop in the center of the screen for 30 seconds, and even swiped several gifts.

The voice actor who finished singing said with a smile, "Thank you, A Yuan."

Rong Ting: "Is this a male cv?"

The cv inside didn't know what to say, Chen Baiyuan almost jumped up excitedly, and went on for a long time.

When she had had enough, she remembered Rong Ting's question: "I just admire him, but I still like girls."

Rong Ting: "..."

She looked at it in a daze, those gifts were of high value, and she felt that they should be quite expensive.She pointed to one of the gift patterns, "Uh, how much is this, it's our RMB."

Chen Baiyuan turned her head and looked at her confusedly and amusedly: "Did I send it out? I forgot, maybe five hundred, not much." After speaking, she brushed out a few gifts as if nothing had happened.

Rong Ting suddenly felt that his heartbeat was irregular. She went out to tutor for an hour and it was only 1!This guy is performing the celestial maid's scattering of flowers, and he spends [-] in [-] minute?

Fortunately, Chen Baiyuan's interest gradually faded after half an hour, and finally started to chat with her cousin.

"Does my cousin also like dubbing?"

Rong Ting shook his head, "No, I have a friend who has done a related part-time job, so I'll ask."

Chen Baiyuan's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"

Rong Ting smiled and shook his head: "My roommate is a CV, seems to be in Freesia's studio?"

"I've heard of this studio!" Chen Baiyuan introduced complacently, "Most of the dramas they receive are radio dramas! And last year they dubbed a lot of Lily dramas! This year's momentum has only slowly picked up. Recently, I heard that they are frantically recruiting newcomers. You Most of the roommates are recruited for internships."

"Oh."

Chen Baiyuan talked about these details: "I really like the drunkard in it, you know, she is really a beautiful woman! I joined those dramas because of her, and I also followed her Weibo!" "

"Which alcoholic?"

"Oh, it's just drinking wine, it's useless."

The strings in Rong Ting's mind were plucked at once.

Xiao Zhi said that Ran Jiu's cv name also has wine, so it's probably true.

Listening to Chen Baiyuan's introduction, she subconsciously searched for "drunkard" on Weibo, and several related users came up. Chen Baiyuan saw it and pointed her out, "You can't search like this, you have to add the name of the studio in front."

Rong Ting added freesia, and sure enough, one was selected.She opened the page and was surprised. This user has 16 fans, but the avatar is a snowy mountain with white mist. Looking at the content inside, it is almost all the announcements of the studio, and never shares daily life.

There were only a few landscape photos in the early days, but there were many comments and reposts.One of them is very atmospheric, it is the lake surface in the haze of smoke, steaming, there is a yurt next to it, and there are colorful horse wind flags fluttering.

Chen Baiqi was still chattering, "She's very low-key. If she was more dynamic, I might follow her. But she hardly shows up, so I can't follow her."

Sometimes people look very vivid in real life, but when viewed through a virtual network, there is only a mist.

There are a lot of fans who comment on Ran Jiu's Weibo. Fans call her anything. Some call her Jiu Bao, Jiu Zai, Jiu Da, and some even call her wife.Ran Jiu usually only replies to the first few posts, and the comments she responded to are relatively popular, and there are also a lot of likes, which shows that fans like her very much.

Rong Ting originally wanted to look for her works, but when the urging sound sounded from below, Chen Da asked them to go downstairs.

When Chen Baiyuan heard that Ganfan had already run out, Rong Ting had no choice but to follow.

In the evening, Chen Da took them to the Jiaguo Banquet restaurant, and ordered a lot of small but luxurious dishes, such as traditional lion head, Buddha jumping over the wall and Qingshui cabbage. Rong Ting didn't feel anything when he ate it, but his hands trembled when he saw the shocking bill one time.

Chen Da signed the bill and persuaded Rong Ting to move to their house when he went out.

Chen Baiyuan liked her very much: "Cousin, just come here, I can still ask you questions." She leaned closer to Mimi and said, "I can tell you more gossip about the dubbing circle in the future, do you want to hear it?"

Rong Ting smiled, and truthfully said that the lease period of the house he just rented has not yet expired, and it is more convenient to go to school.

Chen Baiyuan muttered unhappily.

As a distant relative whom she had not seen for a long time, Chen Da's enthusiasm and patience this time were enough to iron her heart.It was the first time that Rong Ting felt a sense of belonging after staying in the imperial capital for so long, but he also knew that he could not just live in someone else's house.

What's more, there is always a pulling feeling in my heart, asking her to go back.

Later, unable to bear the enthusiasm of the father and daughter, Rong Ting agreed to come once a week to help her make up lessons, but Chen Da had no choice but to give up temporarily and sent her back.

Before he reached the gate of the community, Rong Ting's ankle began to ache again.She endured the sharp pain and went upstairs to go home. When she opened the door, the lights were off, and she entered her bedroom in the dark, naturally not noticing whether the people in the next room were there or not.

After returning to the room and turning on the light, he sat limply on the bed before taking off his socks and applying the ointment.

The ointment for bruises has a strong smell, and when it is applied to the skin, it slowly causes a sharp pain. Fortunately, the medicine takes effect, and the dull pain of swelling also gradually disappears.

There was fine sweat on Rong Ting's forehead, he was in a daze between applying the medicine, and sighed towards the ceiling.

Suddenly hearing the door of the next room open, she didn't have time to clean up the mess and looked at Ran Jiu at the door.

When Rong Ting remembered that she had peeked at her Weibo, he couldn't help feeling guilty, "You came back early today."

"Oh, I'm on leave, I haven't gone out today." Ran Jiu responded to her words, but his eyes slid down from above and landed on her swollen ankle, "What's wrong with your foot?"

Rong Ting was dejected: "I got sprained playing volleyball."

Ran Jiu stared at her like this, for some reason, he felt that she looked like a pitiful lop-eared rabbit, miserable and funny.

Rong Ting thought she would leave after just a few glances, but saw her turn around and go out, there was the sound of running water from the bathroom, after a long time, Ran Jiu came back with a basin of water, and Rong Ting's own towel was placed on the basin.

Rong Ting was stunned for a moment, and saw that she soaked the towel in the water several times, wrung it dry, and brought it closer to her swollen ankle.

"Hey, wait, wait -" Rong Ting couldn't help howling in the next second.

A hot towel was applied to the wound, and the burning heat stimulated the original dull pain. The double pain was intertwined, and Rong Ting felt a sense of sublimation of the soul.

"Okay, don't you know that a hot towel can relax the tendons, activate the blood and improve the medicinal properties?" Ran Jiu raised his eyebrows, rubbed it seriously for a long time, then turned back and continued to soak the towel, and then stuck it to her feet.

Rong Ting dodged subconsciously, but obviously felt that the opponent's hand was very strong, and the hand, which was obviously slender than hers, was holding her calf so that she could not move, which had a sense of coercion.

Fortunately, after the first pain, the ankle gradually became more comfortable.Later, when the water temperature dropped, Ran Jiu took another basin of hot water and continued to help her compress the wound.

Rong Ting was really embarrassed, he pressed the towel by himself, Ran Jiu didn't insist anymore, let go of his hand, and looked at her with his chin resting on his hand.

Rong Ting was sitting on the bed, Ran Jiu was squatting on the ground, the two looked up and down, meeting in the air.

Ran Jiu's eyes were no longer as intoxicated and ignorant as yesterday, but now very clear, as if waiting for her to explain what happened yesterday.

Rong Ting sighed: "A very beautiful sister sent you back yesterday, saying that you are drunk."

Hearing this, Ran Jiu immediately laughed, "Drunk grandma? Kid, do you know what it means? You can't talk nonsense."

Rong Ting blushed anxiously, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't say that, that sister...Forget it, she also said that you had a dinner in the studio, and you drank eggnog to make this happen."

"Hmm." Ran Jiu suddenly raised his eyelids to look at her, "So you know what I do?"

what to do...

Dry......

The words were frivolous, and a similar scene of the killer trying to silence appeared in Rong Ting's mind, "Well, you didn't say it before, I thought you didn't want me to know, if you didn't tell me I never knew, in fact, I think this job Very good, very cool..." The more she explained, the more confused she became, and her voice gradually died down.

"If you know it, you know it." Ran Jiu pulled the water in the basin, "I don't say it because I'm too lazy to explain it to laymen. After all, what you think is good, maybe others think it's not a proper job."

Rong Ting quickly asked: "How can you not do your job properly? Who would think so?"

"A lot of people." Ran Jiu's tone was light, like cooling water gradually losing enthusiasm, "Okay, I'll pour the water, and you can apply some medicine and go to bed earlier."

Rong Ting nodded: "Good night, you go to bed early too."

She was breathing a sigh of relief, thankful that Ran Jiu didn't care about what happened yesterday.

But Ran Jiu stopped suddenly, the basin in his hand was still steady, "Rong Ting?"

"Hmm?" Rong Ting raised his head blankly when he was called out suddenly.

"Sometimes I'm busy with work, if I come back late, will it bother you?"

Rong Ting's heart beat violently, "Don't bother."

"Oh, that's it." Ran Jiu's eyelashes drooped, feeling a little disappointed.

For some reason, Rong Ting's heart seemed to be poked by the tip of a feather, and he suddenly changed his words: "But I hope you come back soon, we can have dinner together."

There was a smile on Ran Jiu's lips, "Okay."