please stop teasing me

Wen Xiaozi's round body was like a leaky ball, he wanted to pounce on it and call his ancestors, but he knew that old Lu Chuiye didn't like this.

Lu Chuiye finished drinking the water in the glass, took the glass of water and went back to the dubbing room without even giving him a look.

"Old bastard! Old Dogecoin! Inhumane!" Wen Xiaozi pushed open the door of the conference room while cursing, and was startled when he looked up and saw someone.

"Hold the grass, you didn't go home?"

"There's a lot of work at hand these days, and I'm going to sleep here every time I waste time." Ding Qingge rubbed his eyes with a sleepy face: "You're so angry like a puffer fish, what's wrong with him?"

"Lao Ding save me, I've poked a hornet's nest." Wen Xiaozi looked at Ding Qingge, who had the best temper and was not angry even when he was woken up from sleep, compared with Lu Chuiye, he was like an angel!

Wen Xiaozi felt that he had to throw himself into his arms with pear blossoms and rain for half an hour, but Ding Qingge stood up straight, avoided his movements and got off the folding bed extremely quickly.

Ding Qingge said: "It's not that he offended you, it's you that offended him?"

Wen Xiaozi nodded: "If you don't save me, he will cut up my penis and feed it to the dogs. Do you have the heart to see me, an eight-foot man, say goodbye to happiness forever for the rest of his life?"

"According to the seriousness of the situation..." Ding Qingge patted him on the shoulder: "I'd better go downstairs and get some hemostatic medicine for you. I can only help you here. You are asking for more blessings, and you will entrust a good family in your next life." .”

Wen Xiaozi's face darkened, and he rushed forward to bite someone.

Ding Qingge dodged his movements, deftly opened the door of the conference room, and said in an infinitely sad voice with his countless fans of the cold male god: "Master Wen was also a decent person before his death."

**

Lu Chuiye entered the dubbing room and finished dubbing a promotional film with a sense of drama. The sound engineer gave him an OK sign in the central control room outside.

Lu Yuye took off his earphones, pushed open the door of the dubbing room, and entered the central control room next door, leaning against the wall next to the equipment.

The sound engineer is a very old teacher. He came from the dubbing factory of old dubbed films.

"Old Zhou."

Zhou Lao laughed cheerfully: "Come to watch a play?"

Lu Chuiye nodded, took an earphone and put it on.

"You say you don't take students with you, but you still can't let go of it, and your mouth is hard." Zhou Laoduan sat on the chair, listening to the scene, and talked to Lu Chuiye: "You have such a temper, and you look unreasonable. In fact, I always want to teach them more, but because of your mouth, no one misses you."

Lu Chuiye frowned for a long time and didn't speak until the flat and straightforward voice in it finished matching the five outburst lines, and smiled coolly: "How about reading the text?"

The student was taken aback by the sudden taunt, and subconsciously turned around to see that it was Lu Chuiye, and his knees immediately softened: "Teacher Lu Lulu..."

Elder Zhou smoothed things over in a good-tempered manner: "Children, it's inevitable that I will be nervous when I see you. Be tolerant."

Lu Chuiye raised his eyes: "Next."

A little girl walked up to the microphone tremblingly, and put on the earphones tremblingly. Under his gaze, she couldn't even read the lines smoothly.

"Wen Xiaozi did a good job."

Lu Chuiye took off his earphones and turned around to go out, the ugly old Zhou didn't dare to stop him.

The performance of these two rookies just now was like turning on the accelerator to hit Lu Chuiye's minefield, no wonder he was angry.

According to Lu Chuiye's temper, just such a cold and sarcastic sentence is already the greatest patience.

Looking at Lu Chuiye's cold back, Mr. Zhou suddenly remembered that Wen Xiaozi had just told him that he forgot to intercede on his behalf with Jiang Yu, and his heart skipped a beat.

Oops, it's over.

Lu Chuiye went downstairs with his mobile phone, walked towards the classroom on the first floor with a slightly cold face, but saw someone at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, and stopped in his tracks.

In the semi-shadowed stairwell, a thin boy was holding his mobile phone with his head down to live broadcast, his voice was very low.

Standing on the stairs, Lu Chuiye looked down at him a few more times. From his angle, he could just see his fair complexion, slender neck, and naturally slightly curly chestnut hair.

Feiyin's studio is not small, and there are many places where the windows are clear and sunny. The fat man Wen Xiaozi can spend two hours a day looking for angles to take selfies, wishing he could line himself up like a sunny boy and make his debut immediately.

However, this child chose such a dark stairwell, and did not reveal any clues about his relationship with Fei Yin.

Standing there was like being punished, and it probably wouldn't look so good in the camera, Lu Chuiye twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking: This is really good.

What the hell is that Jiang Yu, he should come over and learn.

Jiang Yulai checked the detailed information about Feiyin's last incident before, carefully hoping not to cause trouble to Feiyin because of his occupation, and spend as much time as possible to see him.

After all, such an opportunity is only once in a lifetime, and it will never happen again in the future.

The reason why Nie Chenghua let Jiang Yu be willful this time is because he knows that he seems to have a voice actor he likes very much, and he treats it as a star chase.

They are in the entertainment circle, and the more things like star chasing explode, the more terrifying they are. It's better to let him get close to the idol's life, maybe he will see the idol's true face, and one day it will get cold.

This enthusiasm can't last too long, it's better to let him go instead of letting him think about it, anyway, it will end sooner rather than later, naturally Jiang Yu will calm down.

But it's not a problem that he hasn't appeared in the public eye all the time. He told him that he must broadcast live to coax fans when he is free, which can be regarded as maintaining a little popularity.

Not long after Jiang Yu turned on the live broadcast, he felt an eager gaze, raised his head to look, and directly bumped into Lu Yuye's gaze.

pat!

The phone fell to the ground, and a chrysanthemum bloomed on the corner of the ground immediately, blooming carelessly on the screen, with a perfect sense of presence.

Jiang Yu stared at him blankly, almost stopped breathing, and pulled the hem of his clothes twice with his fingers, Lu Chuiye lifted his feet and went downstairs, walking towards him slowly.

Jiang Yu knew that he hated other people's dubbing and studio hype the most, but he was caught on the first day he came to class. He bent down awkwardly and nervously to pick up the phone, holding it in his hand, wishing he could crush it and eat it , as he approached, he took a few steps back awkwardly, stepped on the mop with his foot, and when the wooden pole was stressed, it hit him directly on the forehead.

Lu Chuiye pulled him, Jiang Yuzheng was nervous, his forehead hit his chest unexpectedly, the warm body temperature and the light fragrance of laundry detergent rushed into the tip of his nose, and his earlobes instantly turned red.

As soon as Lu Chuiye lowered his head, his gaze inadvertently passed over his soft and full earlobe, which was so red that it almost dripped blood. He resisted the urge to pinch, but he couldn't resist teasing him: "Is it comfortable in my arms?"

Jiang Yu was startled, and hurried out of his arms, blushing and stammering, "Teacher Lu Lu Lu."

Hearing this address, Lu Chuiye immediately thought of the ear-piercing scene he just heard in the dubbing room, and let go of his wrist: "I never taught you, and I'm not your teacher, so don't call me that."

"Isn't that right..." Jiang Yu lowered his brows and was about to apologize when he heard someone calling his name, he quickly bowed to Lu Chuino as if he had been rescued, then turned and ran away.

Lu Chuiye stood at the top of the stairs and watched him run away in a panic, rolled his eyes: just said a few words and ran away, are you so afraid of him?

Jiang Yu ran far away, looked back quietly, and was relieved when he was no longer seen.

Jiang Yu clutched his chest and tried to hold his breath as gently as possible. Not only did he see him just now, but... he also threw himself into his arms, oh shit, I don't know if he will be angry, will he...

meow~

Jiang Yu looked down, and saw a snow-white cat walking gracefully, walking towards him as if patrolling the territory.

Jiang Yu's heart softened, he knelt down and waited for it to come, and touched its head very lightly, the cat owner jumped onto his arm mercifully, Jiang Yu saw that it did not reject strangers, and stretched out his finger tentatively toward its buttocks After touching it twice, the cat master raised his butt comfortably to signal the slave to touch it twice more.

When Lu Chuiye came out of the bathroom, he happened to see him hugging his noble and glamorous cat, which was so noble and glamorous that he never let outsiders touch it, and when it became fierce, even he taught him, playing in harmony.

The boy's eyebrows are like stars, his smiling eyes are like the moon, and the redness at the tip of his ears has not completely faded away. He has a harmless and innocent appearance.

Lu Chuiye rubbed his fingers, the voice seemed to be good, his buttocks and waist were also in good shape, they were soft everywhere.

Jiang Yu didn't notice Lu Chuiye, he hugged the cat with one hand, and took a photo with the cat with the phone that had been smashed into a chrysanthemum with the other.

His live broadcast suddenly stopped just now, and the fans were worried about what happened to Wipe their tears, and rushed to Weibo to greet and care.

Jiang Yu thoughtfully made a mosaic of the cat's face in the photo with the cat, and posted on Weibo that it was all right, and dropped the phone without holding it steady.

Lu Chuiye turned sideways to avoid the corner, watched him wave goodbye to the cat and then entered the classroom, turned around and went upstairs, and met Wen Xiaozi who was coming downstairs, his face turned cold.

Wen Xiaozi said innocently: "Just now you were smiling lasciviously, why do you turn black when you see me, I stole your boyfriend?"

"..." Lu Chuiye tapped on the handrail of the stairs with his fingers, glanced at the stairwell inadvertently, and asked, "That ginger, what did you say during the interview?"

Wen Xiaozi stepped back, protecting his vital parts as if facing an enemy, "Don't be impulsive, you will be punished for intentional injury."

Lu Chuiye gave him a look to see if you are sick, and raised his foot to bypass him and go upstairs.

Wen Xiaozi turned sideways and said, "He said he came here for his idol. I guess that person is someone he likes, but he doesn't know whether he is a god or a goddess."

Lu Chuiye frowned: "Who?"

Wen Xiaozi said strangely: "How do I know, do I look like the kind of gossip who digs deep into the bottom of my grave? If you want to know, ask him yourself."

"I'm not interested." Lu Chuiye walked upstairs without saying a word, and Wen Xiaozi groaned from behind: "I'm a bitch, I won't admit it after hugging, you are ruthless, brother."

Lu Chuiye turned his head and stroked his fingers unexpectedly: "That kid just now is the Jiang Yu you mentioned?"

"Yeah, what do you think?" Wen Xiaozi nodded sharply, and wondered for a long time: "You don't know him?"

"What little fresh meat, do I have to know it?" Lu Chuiye pushed the door and entered the dubbing room without looking back.

So funny.

Wen Xiaozi nodded, and went downstairs talking to himself: "That's right, according to his old dog coin personality, who cares about what little fresh meat is."

Lu Chuiye closed the door of the dubbing room, put on the earphones, picked up the script and stood in front of the recording microphone, staring blankly at the heroine on the screen who was holding the heroine and crying: "12345 rush." He muttered in a low voice: "What is this?"

Old A, the sound engineer, was laughing outside: "You do a lot of dramas, but this is rare. Go back and ask Lao Ding, he has to do thousands of episodes of this kind of drama every year."

Lu Chuiye looked at the male protagonist on the screen, with dry eyes and open mouth howling, and scrutinized him for a long time.

Her lips are not as plump as Jiang Yu's, her skin is not as smooth as Jiang Yu's, her eyes are not as vivid as Jiang Yu's, and her acting skills are surprisingly bad.

"Tsk."

Old A chuckled: "Don't be disgusted, he has tens of millions of fans, see if there are these two people in there, the popular Xiao Xianrou and Xiao Hua, I heard that one of them drowned you with one mouthful of saliva."

Lu Chuiye glanced at the hero who was crying without tears on the screen: "Can't even squeeze out a tear, don't need to spit, do you still expect him to use eye drops?"

Old A: "...Stop flirting, let's play along."

The author has something to say: A fairy daughter suggested that it was Jiang Yu and not Wei Yu (I forgot about it, I am guilty) and the previous chapter has been corrected.

In the end, wait quietly for a collection, I hope that when I wake up, I can see the collection move (threat of cutting pulse.

Now, every push Teacher Lu pretends to be is a slap on the face in the future, which is exciting just thinking about it.