The anchor is CP physique

"..."

Liang Dongxi turned to look at the ceiling: "Forgot."

——Why did you bring spot checks?Too much!

"If you have a bad memory, read it a few times."

Jiang Mu didn't expose him, he pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, casually turned to a certain page in the book, and pointed to it: "The key point is to memorize this passage."

"...Back, back it down?"

Liang Dongxi almost thought that he heard it wrong, and when he looked at the content of the paragraph he pointed at, his eyes could not help but start to circle.

"The anatomical structure and tissue generation principles involved in the human vocal system blablabla..." It was densely arranged for more than half a page, and there are hundreds of words at least.

exm?If you don't want to be a doctor, why do you memorize these things?

Jiang Mu folded his arms and leaned back in the chair: "You are not allowed to sleep until you finish reciting today."

"..."

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.endured.

Liang Dongxi resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and twitched the corners of his lips thinking he was cryptic: "...Okay, Brother Jiang. Yes, Brother Jiang."

He reached out to take the book.

But Jiang Mu didn't let go, his eyes fixed on the palm of his hand, and his brows frowned slightly.

Liang Dongxi's complexion is very fair, his five fingers are thin and slender, and his knuckles are neat and smooth. At first glance, he looks like a very good-looking palmistry.But when he opened his palm, there was a long scar from the mouth of the tiger to the root of the little finger, almost spanning the entire palm, which abruptly appeared on it, destroying the appearance of that hand for no reason.

It should be an old scar. From the appearance of the scar, it can be seen that the original wound must not be shallow...

Jiang Mu stared at the scar with cold eyes, and in the next second, that hand suddenly flinched slightly, fingers clenched to block his sight.

Liang Dongxi grabbed the book, and his eyes wandered away unnaturally: "That... I accidentally hurt it when I was playing around when I was young."

Jiang Mu looked at him quietly, his expression was still so cold that no extra emotions could be seen, and he didn't seem to have any curiosity about the origin of the scar.

Seeing him like this, Liang Dongxi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, so he stopped talking and lowered his head to read a book.

Before he finished a sentence, he suddenly remembered the owner of this book—that is, the assistant Liu Shanshan during the day, and the fact that she wanted to invite him and Jiang Mu to play the game she made, so he casually mentioned it to him. .

Jiang Mu replied lightly: "Understood."

...What does it mean to know?Agree or disagree?

Liang Dongxi didn't worry about it any more. Anyway, he was his fan, so it's not his turn to worry about it, right?Putting these chores out of his mind, he turned his attention back to the book.

Although he usually wears glasses, he is not short-sighted. He just wanted to look more mature and stable with a very naive purpose, so much so that he chose a pair of frameless glasses at the beginning, but the actual effect was not good. Not outstanding.

So at this moment, in Jiang Mu's eyes, due to his quietly lowered gaze, his eyelashes seemed to be a little darker than usual, showing an unusually docile and well-behaved.

—if ignoring the blink rate which increases at a rate visible to the naked eye within 2 minutes.

After he yawned three times in a row within half a minute, Jiang Mu finally spoke out again, in a single word:

"back."

"..."

Liang Dongxi had tears in his eyes, and drooped his eyelids weakly: "I really admire you, Jiang Mu...don't ever think about changing careers to become a teacher...I'll tell you that you will definitely mislead me. ..."

Let people recite this kind of thing in the middle of the night, people do things?

To make complaints, Liang Dongxi began to memorize obediently—in order to show his integrity and not to peek, he put down the book on the spot, lay back all over, and began to memorize stutteringly while looking at the ceiling.

Jiang Mu was listening quietly at the side, and after hearing it, the gaps between various pauses and making up and fooling around became longer and longer... until there was no sound at all.

After waiting patiently for a while, Jiang Mu called him, "Liang Dongxi."

"……Well……"

"You haven't finished memorizing it yet."

"...&%&@%..."

The other party moaned and mumbled something, closed his eyes and scratched at the side with his hands, touched the quilt, and immediately wrapped himself up in a ball to escape reality.

Jiang Mu stared blankly at the ball of tenderness for a while, then took the book next to him and stood up.

In the past, when he saw Liu Shanshan turning the pages of this book, he would yawn every time he couldn't turn the pages for 5 minutes.

It seems to be effective.

The lights dimmed, and the door of the room was closed silently.

The author has something to say:

"Secret Technique - Coaxing People to Sleep Without Traces" by Jiang Mu

After reading: "On Tsundere, I Lost"

finalized script

Finally got a good night's sleep peacefully, Liang Dongxi rarely woke up earlier than Jiang Mu the next day.

Zheng Fang was already downstairs, and after he sat down and started to eat breakfast, he casually mentioned to him that the script had been selected, and his and Jiang Mu's roles were also settled.

"What did you choose?"

Zheng Fang put a small stack of A4 papers in front of him: "After eating, you can look through it yourself. I almost read it on the way here just now."

Liang Dongxi couldn't help being a little surprised: "So short?"

As he said that, he glanced at the title page. The title on the first half was in two concise boldface characters, "Crow Green", followed by a few lines of uneven small characters.

Since it was bound according to the format of the script, it must be different from the original physical book, but judging by the thickness, it seems that there are only a few sheets of paper in total...

Liang Dongxi couldn't help but start to wonder, is it possible that when a novel is adapted into a radio play, the text must be compressed to this extent?

He couldn't hide anything on his face, Zheng Fang could see what he was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not that the radio drama studio made random changes, this novel was originally a short story. I checked and it was the author. An article from a published collection of short stories."

Their preparation time is not long, and it needs to be completed within ten days. They have previously reminded fans to try to consider within the scope of short and medium stories.Otherwise, if I choose a long story, it will be aborted after only one or two episodes, which would be embarrassing.

"Oh...so that's how it is." Liang Dongxi had no objection to this, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

"There is no problem with the length, but the content is a bit..." Zheng Fang paused slightly, not knowing how to describe it.

——What’s wrong with the content, it doesn’t look good?

Liang Dongxi's mouth was stuffed and it was inconvenient to speak, so he tried his best to express his doubts with his eyes.

Shouldn't it?After all, it was chosen by the fans themselves, and it must be based on merit.

"It's not unattractive, the main thing is the style—"

Zheng Fang managed to think of the right words: "It's a bit unexpected."

Looking at the posture in the live broadcast room in the past few days, he has already prepared the worst plan for Jiang Mu to match Crispy Duck Literature, and he also greeted Liang Dongxi in advance, reminding him to "love each other" with Jiang Mu psychological preparation.

The result was unexpected——

Liang Dongxi finally swallowed what was in his mouth at this moment, and continued: "In the end, they didn't love each other?"

"Don't say that you are in love with each other, you two..." Comrade Zheng Fang looked puzzled, "It's like killing each other from beginning to end!"

However, when it comes to being in love with each other, he suddenly remembered the problem he raised with Jiang Mu last night, and right now he euphemistically brought it up to the person concerned.

Of course, he never expected that the person in front of him had gone through a lot of wind and waves without exaggeration in the matter of wheat bran!In the past, he was recruited once in Zhuyuan every two days. What kind of cp fan has he never seen?

—Small scene, all sit down.

So now, after understanding Zheng Fang's meaning, Liang Dongxi's attitude was extremely calm: "It's nothing, anyway, they are just joking, and it's not true feelings."

After hearing this, Zheng Fang was still a little worried: "...I really don't mind? Are you trying to be brave with me?"

"Really not..."

Listening to this old lady's tone, Liang Dongxi was helpless and amused: "Speaking of which, do you mind this kind of question? Instead of asking me, shouldn't you ask Brother Jiang?"

One must know that since Jiang Mu's debut, there have been very few emotional scenes for Pink Xiang. Fans have been teasing him whether he suffers from emotional deficiency.

Thinking of this, Liang Dongxi's mouth curled into a naughty smirk: "I'm going to make a bold guess... I'm afraid he hasn't been in a relationship since he grew up so old?"

"To be honest..."

Comrade Zheng Fang muttered, and approached mysteriously: "You guessed it right."

Finding common fun for a while, the two grown men huddled together childishly.

At this moment, footsteps sounded behind him——

Jiang Mu went downstairs.

His chilly eyes flicked over the two people sitting in a row.

"..."

The laughter at the dining table was silenced in seconds driven by the desire to survive.

Zheng Fang quickly sat up straight and stopped whispering. He pretended to clear his throat: "...Then what, you still have the face to laugh at Jiang Mu? He has never been in love, so you can?"

When he said this, he wanted to try his best to save a certain young master, but he didn't expect that the temperature in the eyes of two people behind him suddenly dropped a little bit as soon as he finished speaking.

Liang Dongxi didn't notice it, and he was still confident: "Why didn't you talk about it? Of course I talked about it, I'm someone who has experienced it!"

The sound of pulling out the chair cut across the floor sharply, and Jiang Mu sat down on the opposite side with a blank face, speaking coldly:

"Eat without words."

-

Only Liang Dongxi and Jiang Mu were left in the house.

Jiang Mu's new album has almost been recorded, and there is only a little later part left, resting at home today, and at the same time getting ready for the radio drama.

Uncle Zheng Fang went out early after explaining the situation to the two of them. He had to hand over the work with the recording studio, contact the CVs of several other characters, coordinate with each other's itinerary for the next few days, and The radio drama studio officially made the specific arrangements... In short, there are a lot of things to do today.

In comparison, it is much easier for the two people who are only responsible for familiarizing themselves with the script at home.

Liang Dongxi lay on the sofa and read the whole story in a short time.It was also at this time that he finally understood what Zheng Fang meant by "killing each other from the beginning to the end".

This is indeed not a romance novel, but a story of suspense.There are three main characters, including a pair of brothers—Yuan Zhu and Yuan Qing, and the character chosen by fans for Liang Dongxi—Raven.

The role of Jiang Mu is Yuan Zhu, the older brother among the brothers. The whole story is unfolded from his perspective, and it is also a natural highlight in radio dramas. Most of the narration is dictated by him.

The outline of the plot is not complicated. The background is set in the fictional ancient martial arts era. The brothers of the original family lived alone and depended on each other since they were young.

As the Lord of Shadows, Raven has a surly and eccentric personality and is cruel beyond measure. Whenever he punishes his disciples, he is never relentless. It can be said that the two brothers have suffered a lot.

If it was Yuan Zhu alone, he would have endured it, but his younger brother Yuan Qing was weak and sick since he was a child. Seeing that he was getting worse and worse under the black crow's frequent and malicious difficulties, he finally suffered from typhoid fever after being punished by kneeling in the rain.Yuan Zhu happened to be away on a mission at the time, and he went back to the sect to search for his younger brother, but he was told by the elder brother who always took good care of his brothers. It turned out that the dark crow was wrapped in a sack, and Yuan Qing, who was already dying, was left behind. cliff……

It is taken for granted that Yuan Zhu, who loved his only younger brother since he was a child, hated Dark Crow to the bone, and wanted to avenge his younger brother with all his heart, but suffered from the disparity, so he had to endure a knife , Efforts to improve strength and wait for opportunities.

And not long after that, several massacres of small and medium-sized gangs happened one after another in Jianghu. The methods were extremely cruel.

Seeing the panic among the people, the several sects worked together to discuss strategies and reached a consensus: these tragedies were most likely the work of the demon sect Nightmare Palace outside the territory.

Rumor has it that this Demon Cult has been on the verge of invading the Central Plains for the past few years, and the brutal and inhumane methods are in line with their long-standing reputation, and the most important thing is that among the fallen sects, there are no dead bodies, only the leader of the sect The head of the sect is an exception-several heads are nailed to the plaque of the sect, cut off the tendons of the limbs, and died of blood exhaustion.The tools used to impale their limbs are not knives, forks, swords and halberds, but feathers.It is rumored that it is a kind of crow raised in Nightmare Feather Palace, its wings and feathers are as hard and sharp as steel, and it is easy to pierce muscles.

Not long after, several sects decided to join forces to conquer Nightmare Feather Palace, the leader of the righteous way, Yuhuamen, served as the leader, Dark Crow led the shadow guards out, and Yuan Zhu was naturally among them.

Because of the deep hatred for the dark crow, Yuan Zhu closely watched the other party's every move during the journey, but happened to find that the dark crow was acting suspiciously... After a battle of wits, Yuan Zhu found out that the other party was an undercover agent of the Demon Sect fatal evidence.

The dark crow was soon captured by joint efforts, and everyone abolished his cultivation, cut off his tendons, gouged out his tongue and eyes, and took the crow feathers from the previous murdered masters, and treated him in his own way. Then it was thrown on the side of the wild road and left to fend for itself.

Yuan Zhu, who had avenged his great hatred, felt empty in his heart, his only family member left him, and he was a small person who could do nothing to conquer the Demon Sect. After several considerations, he wanted to leave Yuhuamen, and the dust Settle down and spend the rest of your life alone.

After making the decision, Yuan Zhu didn't hesitate too much, and went to the elder brother whom he trusted most in the hall to explain his intention that day. Unfortunately, the other party happened to be away, so Yuan Zhu waited for someone to come back in the room.

As a result, in the process of waiting, in a blink of an eye, a corner of a completely unexpected object pierced into the eyes like a thunderbolt-in the charcoal fire warming basin in the corner, there was half a black crow feather. residue.

As we all know, the crow feathers from the Nightmare Feather Palace are tougher than steel, and it is difficult to damage them with knives and swords. They can only be destroyed by fire.

Yuan Zhu almost suspected that his eyes were dazzled. He staggered and looked closer, but saw another thing beside the piece of crow feather. few words.

"Don't be alarmed..."

Although there are only a few words, it is enough.Because of this handwriting, he is very familiar with it.

It was the handwriting of his younger brother Yuan Qing.

Yuan Zhu was completely stunned on the spot, and at this moment, the door opened behind him.

……

The story ends here abruptly, which is probably a semi-open ending.

Whether Yuan Qing is the boss behind the scenes, what will happen to Yuan Zhu, these are all up to the readers to imagine, but the only thing that is certain is——

Comrade Raven is a 100% purebred cannon fodder.

If he is really a member of the Demon Cult, he is an abandoned child at best; if he is framed, then he is a villain... and his character does not seem to be very good. To put it bluntly, he is stupid and bad.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you actually chose such a role for me..."

Liang Dongxi sighed repeatedly, and raised his head to talk to Jiang Mu on the other side of the sofa: "It seems that your fans really don't like me very much."

Different from his lazily lying posture on the sofa, Jiang Mu was sitting meticulously. When he heard the voice, he raised his eyes from the script and gave him a glance. :

"Say it again."

--What?

Liang Dongxi tried his best to look at the screen of his mobile phone.

... What is the operation of turning on the recording?

He thought back on what he said just now, and didn't think there was any problem.

What are you afraid to say?

Liang Dongxi spoke clearly and conclusively: "Your fans definitely don't like me!"

Jiang Mu withdrew his hand, flicked his fingertips on the screen, not knowing what he was doing.

Liang Dongxi couldn't help being curious, and leaned closer to look.

The interface displayed the public chat channel of Fengye platform, and Jiang Mu was posting dynamic updates of the account.

-

"Stupid every day."

[Audio shared by @木之死死]

quarrel

As soon as Jiang Mu posted this post, the number of comments immediately began to explode. After dozens of meaningless postings, the following comments finally focused on the sentence in the audio.

"...Mu Da quickly shake up my little brother, what caused him to have such a terrible misunderstanding?"

"I bet fifty cents that Muda took the rhythm in front of him."

"Scheming Wood ←←"

"To sow fan relations all day long! Just change your name to Niu Colu·Muzhi will die!"

……

Swiping a few comments casually, Jiang Mu didn't continue to look down. After glancing at the time, he said without hesitation without raising his head:

"Go cook lunch."

——The tone is very natural, almost taking it for granted.

Liang Dongxi didn't move when he heard this, he just looked at him innocently: "Is there something about me that gave you the illusion that I can cook?"

In a way, if he could cook, he wouldn't be here in the first place.

For a few seconds, the entire space fell into a subtle silence.The two looked at each other, speechless.

"... Forget it, let me order some takeaway." Liang Dongxi took the lead to give up this meaningless eye contact, "What do you want to eat?"

However, this proposal was immediately rejected by Jiang Mu: "No takeaway." He frowned in disgust, "Unhygienic."

"..." Liang Dongxi didn't want to be familiar with this spoiled and hard-to-serve young master, so he patiently said, "Then what do you want to do, go out to eat out? There are some small restaurants and food stalls around here, not much different from takeaway."

Liang Dongxi has lived in District 31 for several years, and he is very familiar with the eating structure nearby.

But obviously, this second option was not within Jiang Mu's consideration, he thought for a while: "Call Zheng Fang back—"

Liang Dongxi couldn't help rolling her eyes halfway through hearing it: "He is your manager, not a nanny..."

Specially calling people back to cook a meal and then driving them out, how could he be able to speak out?Did Uncle Zheng Fang live this kind of life by his side before?It's not easy!

Seeing him shaking his head repeatedly with a sigh of relief, Jiang Mu stopped in the middle of speaking, the line of his jaw tightened slightly, and his face sank.

Liang Dongxi didn't notice anything, and Gu Zi sighed: "Actually, I wanted to say it before. According to your conditions, why sign it to Fengye? You have to live in District 31... You can find a better one." Platforms, such as Bamboo Garden—”

Upon hearing those two words, Jiang Mu's eyes turned cold: "What's so good about Bamboo Garden?"

When Liang Dongxi mentioned his old club, Liang Dongxi was just saying it casually, but now he was offended by his tone, and he was stunned for a moment: "...It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, right? And their headquarters is in the seventh district. It will definitely be better than here if you live there." It’s better to get used to it.”

Jiang Mu stared at him unpredictably for a few seconds, then turned his eyes away, didn't say anything, just snorted in a cool tone.

...What's with such a contemptuous attitude? Has he ever had a relationship with Zhuyuan?

Liang Dongxi didn't delve into it further: "If you don't like Zhuyuan, there are other options. There are many live broadcast platforms with better conditions than Fengye." He said, thinking of the career path that the other party has been obsessed with over the past few years, holding back a smile Jokingly said, "If you don't know, you think there is some treasure in Area 31, which makes you reluctant to leave—"

Jiang Mu stood up suddenly, staring at him condescendingly: "Is that enough?"

"..." For some reason, being stared at so directly by him, Liang Dongxi inexplicably began to feel guilty in his heart, and instinctively wanted to switch back to the original topic, "Uh, that, so, in the final analysis, lunch—"

"I'm going to burn it, okay?"

Jiang Mu directly interrupted him, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"..."

Liang Dongxi nestled silently on the spot, looking at his back wonderingly.

...Why are you suddenly so fierce?

and--

Why are you blushing?

Did he say something too much just now, so as to make him angry?

Puzzled, Liang Dongxi simply put aside his doubts and refocused on the script in his hand.Zheng Fang told him before that although he doesn't need to memorize the lines, he must at least read them well, so that he can't stutter when he reads them.

What's more, now that lunch is settled, Liang Dongxi, who has no worries, started to read his lines wholeheartedly.

However, just half an hour later, this leisurely and relaxed state of mind quickly came to an abrupt end.

Liang Dongxi walked around the dining table, went into the kitchen unbelievingly and picked up all the pots and pans, and finally pointed to the two bowls of porridge on the table, his eyes full of wonder:

"...just eat this?"

Jiang Mu took his seat calmly, with a calm and indifferent expression: "I will only burn this."

"..."

It took a long time to finally accept the cruel fact that the bowl of porridge was his lunch, and peanuts and side dishes were not to be expected, so he took a sip with a spoon——

So good, not even half a teaspoon of sugar added.

After finally digging out a jar of honey and a box of meat floss from the refrigerator, they barely swallowed a bowl of porridge. The two put down their spoons, looked at each other for three seconds, and fell into silence again.

"..."

Liang Dongxi tried hard to resist the urge to look up to the sky and sigh.

Now that I know that the portion is not enough, why couldn't I burn more before?After all, it is the appetite of two grown men. Are these two small bowls feeding chickens?

Liang Dongxi resigned to his fate and got up, soaked fruit oatmeal for two, took out a small bag of toast, and diligently spread peanut butter on it.

Jiang Mu probably also felt guilty, the whole process was as quiet as a chicken, and he didn't pick and choose what to eat.

Finally, the stomach was full, and Liang Dongxi only felt full and tired.Who would have thought that after working so hard for a long time, in the end, he would still be serving him!

Because the lunch process was too unpleasant, Liang Dongxi, who deeply felt that his basic physical needs were being abused, was so angry that he ignored Jiang Mu for the whole afternoon.

-

In the evening, Zheng Fang, who had been working hard outside for a long time, just came back, and at first sight he saw the two sitting on both ends of the sofa, deliberately separated by a long distance, as if they were never in contact with each other.

After standing at the entrance and waiting for five seconds, the two heads were still buried in the script without saying a word, and neither of them wanted to lift up to greet him.

Silently appreciating the faintly tense atmosphere in the entire space, Comrade Zheng Fang tentatively asked: "Are you... hungry? What do you want for dinner?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he was taken aback by Jiang Mu's piercing cold eyes in the next second.

...is this a sensitive topic?

He was so confused that before he had time to think about it, Liang Dongxi, who was originally deaf to everything in the other room, suddenly came to life, and the whole person jumped up with a huff:

"Brother Zheng is back! Brother Zheng is high! Call Brother Zheng!"

Seeing him excitedly coming over and pushing himself towards the kitchen, Zheng Fang felt puzzled and amused: "...What's the matter?" Glancing behind him, he lowered his voice, "Did you quarrel with him?"

"Who is it?" Liang Dongxi pretended to be stupid while shaking his head while studying to tie an apron for him.

"..."

As if watching a children's theater, Zheng Fang tried his best to hold back his laughter, and decided to concentrate on cooking instead of interfering in the dispute between the two elementary school chickens.

The whole dining process was rare and quiet. Liang Dongxi let out a long and satisfied breath after sweeping away the two bowls of rice.

Zheng Fang saw that the expression on his face was no longer as awkward as before, so he brought up the matter.

"I talked with the radio drama studio in charge of "Crow Green". The voice actors for other characters have already been decided. The person who plays Yuan Qing is 'Mian Jun'. I worked with you once a few years ago."

The last sentence was spoken to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu took a sip of the soup without raising his head: "I have no impression."

"...Actually, I don't have the impression either, thanks to them still remembering." Zheng Fang shrugged and continued, "The recording studio records other people's parts first, and it will take about two days before it is free for us. Xiaoliang, you have no experience yourself, so you will be next to Jiang Mu and record with him when the time comes."

Liang Dongxi obediently agreed.

"Then I made a contact group, although it doesn't matter if I join or not, but I'll pull you two into it later." Zheng Fang took out his schedule and flipped through it, "—by the way, there is one more thing .”

"The studio asked if the three protagonists could work together for a live broadcast and interact with each other, which can be regarded as publicity. It is best to turn on the camera to show your face. If you agree, they will share this news with the characters tomorrow. The cast of voice actors will be released together.”

"No."

Of course, Liang Dongxi refused without even thinking about it, and the reason came out smoothly: "I'm here to show off, and I never said I would put my face on it."

It was purely an accident that he strayed into the camera of Jiang Mu's live broadcast room before.

Hearing what he said, Zheng Fang hadn't reacted yet, but Jiang Mu, who was seated opposite, suddenly turned dark and stared over, frowning and scolding: "You talk nonsense all day long, what are you talking about? Just you What can you sell that body?"

Liang Dongxi was stunned for two seconds, and immediately stared back without showing any weakness: "...sound! Rear nasal sound!"

He had been holding back his anger all afternoon, but now this guy is still so inexplicably looking for faults, he couldn't help but blah blah:

"Our Lord Jiang Mu is thinking about some dirty trash all day long? Shouldn't you be very sensitive to pronunciation in your business? Can you hear this wrong? You are so lazy!"

Jiang Mu was silent for a while: "...When will I say something, can you come back with three sentences?"

Liang Dongxi was not stage-frightened, and retorted: "When you learn how to cook! When you learn how to cook! When you learn how to cook!"

——Three sentences are right, I will show you the three sentences.

There was a rare look of helplessness between Jiang Mu's brows and eyes, and his tone softened a bit when he spoke again: "I'm not afraid to bite my tongue."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

-

After winning a hard battle (x) at the dinner table, Liang Dongxi was pulled into the group that Zheng Fang mentioned, but the members inside were all making friends with Jiang Mu, and no one responded to him, so he tactfully ignored him. Many bb.

Moreover, Jiang Mu had a live broadcast arrangement tonight, so as not to affect other people's work, he simply went back to his room to read the script by himself.

But in less than half an hour, Zheng Fang heard the sound of him going downstairs again, turned his head to follow the sound, and saw him stopped at the stairs, staring at himself with a depressed and tangled expression.

Liang Dongxi silently asked him with his mouth: Can I go there?

Zheng Fang glanced at Jiang Mu's direction, and turned on the camera today, but the corner he was in was not within the shooting range, and walking from the stairs should not be captured by the camera.

So he nodded and beckoned to him.

Liang Dongxi ran over and sat down beside him.

The audience in the live broadcast room keenly heard the movement, and saw a half figure passing by the camera range, and the bullet screen exploded instantly.

"Is it just east, west, north, south?"

"Little brother is here!"

……

Zheng Fang watched the real-time reaction of the barrage on the screen a little speechlessly, and asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

He just asked such a question, those audiences are like clairvoyance and ears——

"Little brother, don't whisper to the manager uncle behind!"

"Sdd, if you have something to whisper, come and talk to Mu Da."

"Mu, please turn down the sound of the game!"

……

Jiang Mu, who never watched the barrage feedback, of course did not turn down the game sound as the audience wished, but calmly manipulated the character to change the map, but it happened that the environment of this map was a deep night valley, without any bgm .

The whole room was immediately quiet, and the speed of the various barrages on the screen slowed down significantly, as if they were all holding their breath and waiting for a certain sound.

Liang Dongxi handed the script to Zheng Fang, and replied in a low voice: "I can't read these lines well..."

"I can't read the lines well! The English class representative with a perfect listening score is here!"

"666666"

……

Zheng Fang watched the full-screen carnival on the bullet screen, tried hard to hold back the twitching of the corner of his mouth, and simply gave up trying to whisper, and returned to normal volume: "What line?" He reached out to take the script.

"It's the ones I drew with a marker," Liang Dongxi spread his hands, "It doesn't sound right no matter how you pronounce it."

Zheng Fang looked at those lines and quickly understood what he meant—almost all of them were cursing lines.

The character of the Dark Crow is a moody and eccentric character in the plot. Many lines are marked with "yin and yang weirdness" and "sourness"... No wonder Liang Dongxi can't handle it.

But Zheng Fang didn't find it difficult, he raised his chin in the direction of Jiang Mu in front of the camera: "Isn't there a ready-made role model right in front of you? You can learn from his usual manner of speaking."

Liang Dongxi tried hard to remember and experience it for a while, but finally got the essence: "How to learn..."

Zheng Fang didn't know how to describe it: "Or why don't you just ask him directly? Let him read it to you, and you follow suit."

After he finished speaking, the bullet screen went crazy.

"Assist praise."

"No problem, just ask Mu Da directly!"

"Little brother, come here!"

Liang Dongxi was quite hesitant about this suggestion that the audience in the live broadcast room loved.It stands to reason that it is indeed the most convenient to ask Jiang Mu directly, but...

If he remembers correctly, he spent the whole afternoon flirting with Jiang Mu, and not long ago, he even had a fight with him - even won the fight.

Now he wants Baba to ask for help?

...it seems to be a little too thick-skinned.

Zheng Fang saw what he was hesitating, and held back his amused voice: "You will still be with him in the dubbing later, and you will have to ask him sooner or later." As he spoke, he leaned closer and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear , "Now in front of the audience in the live broadcast room, at least his attitude will be better."

... makes sense.

If you ask privately, if Jiang Mu holds a grudge against him and deliberately makes things difficult for him, wouldn't he be asking for guilt?

Liang Dongxi was convinced, grabbed the script, stood up, and walked forward with arrogance.

On the bullet screen, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Little brother is here!"

"Reserve. Everyone be reserved."

The audience in the entire live broadcast room reservedly watched the half-way figure in the corner of the camera gradually approaching, gradually approaching, and then suddenly made a sharp turn——

Liang Dongxi passed behind Jiang Mu and poured himself a glass of water.

Zheng Fang: "..."

The barrage on the screen froze for a moment.

"Come here, bring me my quick-acting heart-rescuing pill."

"Is there still such a game???"

"Where are you going, east, west, north, south!?"

……

Liang Dongxi drank a glass of water silently, passed behind Jiang Mu for the second time, and went to get another apple.

But because he didn't feel hungry soon after dinner, he passed by for the third time, and he put the apple back again.

After going back and forth like this, the audience in the live broadcast room were all worn out to death.

"Ouch, I'm scratching my head and dying _(:з"∠)_"

"The head pressing team really wants to crawl over the network cable to enforce justice_(:з"∠)_"

"Little brother is too thin-skinned, Mu Da, will you kill him if you stop him _(:з"∠)_"

"Annoying host _(:з"∠)_"

……

After the fourth attempt, Liang Dongxi couldn't think of anything else to take. Finally, when he walked behind Jiang Mu, he muttered:

"...At this time, a pretty boy who didn't know how to pronounce his lines, but walked with a very arrogant posture, silently passed by the live broadcast room."

"..."

Jiang Mu's hand holding the mouse shook, and the character on the screen fell into the trap, GG on the spot.

Zheng Fang, who was behind, just laughed and lay down on the sofa.

The author has something to say:

Author: Please make an objective evaluation of your broker.

Jiang Mu: Stupid as a pig.

Zheng Fang: ...I don't accept it!I just asked what I want for dinner!

Jiang Mu: Which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, what do you want.

Confession (xx)

Seeing Liang Dongxi's clothes drifting past the camera again, 2333 was a joy in the live broadcast room