Leaning on the sofa, he took out his phone and found Thinking of Clear Dust’s QQ number from a certain group, sending a friend request.
[I’m a bit tired, can we talk?]
At the same time, the voice actor named Thinking of Clear Dust was about to go on stage.
The host excitedly said, “Is everyone still interested in voice acting performances?”
“Che.” There was a sigh from the audience, it was very hard for them to watch another voice acting performance.
“Then let’s welcome the voice acting club’s group B to give their version of the popular “Reincarnation Endowment”!”
As soon as the host’s voice fell, before they came onto the stage, the crowd exploded.
“What is this?”
“Aiyo, my god, please don’t insult the Nian Yi in my heart, alright!”
“Damn! Right, right! There is no Nian Yi after Clear Dust, there is no Qi Jun after Warm Cup, alright?”
“Can you skip this show, I’m afraid that someone will attack them later.”
“Don’t do this, alright? The small groups online are already annoying, now it’s the voice acting club’s group B?”
“Goodbye, I’m leaving first!”
The words from the crowd made Mo Ran’s face turn pale in fear, the same with Mao Qi.
Although he had some voice acting experience, with so many people being fans of “Reincarnation Endowment”, it really made him feel a bit worried.
“I feel that my breath has stopped!” Mo Ran was wearing the aqua blue dress with a pair of hibiscus soft soled shoes underneath.
“Ah?” Luo Qing Chen was a bit surprised, feeling Mo Ran’s words were a bit funny.
Mao Qi also said, “I feel that my heart has been hit.”
Even she was too lazy to reply and just gave a speechless expression in response.
“I say, do you think I will be notified by god Warm Cup’s Weibo?” Mao Qi was a bit stunned. It was clear that the audience had a big influence on him.
“You’re not playing Qi Jun.” Mo Ran replied.
“Don’t worry!” When they were about to go on stage, Luo Qing Chen gave him some ‘reassurance’. She said with a faint smile, “You have god Warm Cup, just relax and voice act.”
“Ke, ke.” Wen Yan Chen on the side cleared his throat, “I think it’s possible if you voice act too poorly.”
“Puchi.” Luo Qing Chen had a faint sparkle in her water clear eyes, “Is that true?”
“It’s over, it’s over.”
“I’m also finished.”
A minute later, the background music started, but the restless crowd didn’t stop.
There was even a fan of ‘Half Warm Cup’ who directly threw their water bottle on stage and angrily, “Please don’t bring shame to my god Warm Cup! Alright! Alright! Alright!”
Their voice was very loud, causing Wen Yan Chen to knit his brows. Wearing that moon white robe, he closed his eyes.
The lights on the stage dimmed after this.
“She got married today?” Qi Jun asked the person who came with a smile.
This was an ice cold voice that was unique in this world.
“Yes.” (The narrator Xiao Dong)
He took the poisoned wine and drank it, “I have no worries in this life!”
Instantly the noisy crowd fell silent.
This silence made even the sound of a leaf falling audible.