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Ate

There is a congee shop over there in the west of the city, and the signature congee is quite delicious

We cannot continue discussing this any further... If we do, she will start drooling. As a result, she spent the entire weekend thinking about food: the porridge from the west of the city, the buns from the east, the noodles from the north, and the rice noodles from the south, which made her crave them terribly

After hearing this over the weekend, I relaxed and asked: "Regarding the scheduling, I need to make some adjustments. Excluding weekends, would you prefer guidance on odd-numbered days or even-numbered days?"

She had just wanted to explain when she heard a gentle voice from across the water say: "No, we already caught up last time."

"Returning to the boat, I have no issues here," replied the one on the other side of the water.

Just as the weekend arrived, with both hands cradling my cheeks, I was ready to enjoy the wonderful singing that was about to unfold, when I heard someone from across the water say: "However, it seems a bit inconvenient right now, as the great deity has arrived"

I genuinely like my master, but it is the kind of liking that is based on admiration and respect

After waiting for a long time without any response, I took a deep breath of cold air over the weekend

This is rather too coincidental. She only mentioned last night her silent yearning for the porridge from the west side of the city, and this morning, Han Shao delivered it. Could it be that these two individuals are the same person

On the weekend, I asked: "Does your cousin usually have any involvement in the field of online voice acting?"

Ah? I didn't expect to be silently reciting lines over the weekend. When the topic shifted to asking her what she liked to eat, her reaction was somewhat caught off guard. She began to ponder, mentally going through all the delicacies she enjoyed, only to realize that she couldn't possibly count them all. ... If she had to mention a few favorites ...

During dinner, Lu Xiao observed the person across from him looking dejected and couldn't help but smile slightly: "Have you experienced a breakup? Your despondency is making it hard for me to watch."

I fear that you will not be able to find me

Fortunately, she logged off in time without making a sound; otherwise, she would have succumbed to excessive intracranial pressure. On the weekend, she sat up straight at the desk, took a deep breath, and reminded herself of the painful experiences she had endured in her youth.

Listening to him sing? That must be a thought!

He almost blurted it out, answering without thought or reference to books: "Singular day"

Suddenly, there was one less person in the room, and the atmosphere became somewhat quiet. The last conversation between the two had been interrupted by the silent deity, and after that, whenever she sought out the other party, it was always due to work matters.

After a while, she finally let out a brief, silent sneer: "Then forget it." Subsequently, he changed the subject, "Aren't you looking for guidance on the play? I happen to have time right now."

Master, what is the matter

Hearing her speak so cautiously, I couldn't help but chuckle and replied with certainty: "Really. What do you want to hear?"

The silent sound is exceedingly gentle: "You said."

On the weekend, she replied: "I ate, I just made a cup of cereal to drink." After hesitating for a while, she thought she should reciprocate, so she asked, "Have you eaten, great one?"

"I would also like to hear your singing, why is it inconvenient?" The silent and cold voice made her shiver involuntarily

The time that was originally agreed upon in silence has arrived

Good night

What?

Smoked saltwater duck, egg dumplings, oil-fried steamed buns... Since I was unaware of Miss Lin's preferences, I ordered a variety of dishes.

If we are to choose a time... it is better to give the silent one the right to choose first. After all, it is not easy to invite such a great figure, and no one can afford to offend them

"It's nothing, can I hear you sing?" he suddenly asked

She doesn't often listen to songs from the ancient style genre, so she said: "Actually, it's all fine. If you can sing 'Qian Si Xi' once more, I wouldn't mind."

He reached out to smooth the loose strands of hair that had fallen on her forehead and said gently, "The porridge is in the car; I brought it, but it has cooled down. It won't taste good if you wait too long."

Lu Xiao recalled and answered truthfully: "I am not sure about that. His family has a lot of painting tools, and although he doesn't paint much anymore, I have indeed never seen any voice-over equipment or anything like that."

In a low voice by the water's edge, the sound is almost irresistibly alluring: "Do you want to hear Master sing?"

The enticing aroma spread throughout the dormitory, and Lu Xiao stretched lazily, expressing his dissatisfaction: "It's the weekend, why didn't you bring me a portion when you went out to buy breakfast?"

Weekend! Wanting too much is a sin

It was somewhat silent as it approached, feeling that such a question was too abrupt and inappropriate, so it explained, saying: "Just asking casually"

Over the weekend, I thought that if this continues, her awkwardness might turn into an awkwardness cancer. So I explained tactfully: "It's like this, you two don't have any scenes together for the time being, and... oh great one, didn't we agree to give you guidance on odd-numbered nights?"

Silently and punctually, she returned to pour a cup of cereal and glanced at the time, only to hear the computer beeping. She quickly set down the water cup, put on her headset, and entered the YY room

As the person with a pleasant voice announced the names of the dishes, it felt as if even the ears were indulging in a feast. On the weekend, while looking at the names of the dishes written in the script, I couldn't help but think: who is being tormented at this late hour

Early the next morning, she received an unexpected gift, perhaps her words from the previous day had given Han Shao hope. She woke up groggily and checked the time on her phone, finding a text message from him that had been sent half an hour earlier

"Good." He replied succinctly

Then what if I insist on it now? The tone was silent and calm, revealing no trace of joy or anger

Then... shall we begin

She asked, "You wouldn't have been waiting here for a full half hour, would you?" The current weather can hardly be considered warm

Disciple

This should not have been pursued any further, but the expert was so decisive that she could not help but ask in curiosity: "Why?"

Reflecting on the weekend, I described: "Su Dongpo's perspective on drinking is 'I cannot finish the vessel, yet the lingering taste is still profound.' In my case, it is 'I cannot finish the vessel of food.'

I was taken aback when he called me over the weekend, as he always referred to her by her name within the circle, which is Zuo Zuo Mo.

The male voice actor named Gui Zhou chuckled and said, "Am I interrupting the two of you in your reminiscing?"

I was surprised over the weekend and said apologetically: "My singing is truly a disaster scene"

On the weekend, her heart stirred; under normal circumstances, upon hearing this phrase, it would undoubtedly trigger a surge of youthful emotions. However, given the current situation, it is evident that these two individuals are up to something.

The person across from her replied: "Because there are more odd-numbered days."

There are no classes in the afternoon, and over the weekend, I will ask each person on QQ who is available to provide guidance on acting. She replied that the only ones available now are the one from "Water's Edge" and another male voice actor.

In the end, there was no "must"; instead, they silently left the room. After such a scene, neither had the mood to sing at the water's edge, and after exchanging a few simple words, both went offline.

In the face of silence, the weekend only allows one to fully let go of oneself when engaged in work. After guiding for about an hour, her words gradually increased, no longer as tense as at the beginning. As the work progressed to the end, Wusheng abruptly jumped into the task and asked her directly: "Zuo Zuo Mo, do you like your master?"

Entering the room on the weekend, I sighed after turning on the microphone and said, "I thought no one was here."

Ah? The weekend was filled with astonishment

On the weekend, she sighed, took the porridge from his hands, and could easily guess which household it came from just by the aroma, even though she had only tasted it once. Before she could gather her thoughts, Han Shao urged her to go upstairs and put on more clothes

It is simply too far from their school, and it is overcrowded every day. She discovered it by chance during a school-organized event nearby, but that one time has left a deep impression on her, making it unforgettable to this day

What great deity? What great deity is being referred to?

He asked her, "How delicious is it?"

On the weekend, she saw that another name, "Silent," had appeared below the names of the two people on the screen. She felt like crying without tears, and even had a sense of being caught in an affair. She vaguely sensed that something bad was bound to happen soon

My cousin? Lu Xiao lay on the bed, covering her face and lamenting, "How can this be justified? They didn't even bring a portion for me, this cousin." After that, she continued to grumble, standing silently in front of the table, staring at the bowl of porridge.

"What should I do, I still want to hear you sing." His deep voice was filled with affection, especially the three words "what should I do," which could almost make one's ears pregnant. On the weekend, her fingertips accidentally brushed against the warm cup beside her, bringing her back to her senses, as she struggled to restrain the heart that had already turned into a pile of mush. Help, who will save this voice-controlled girl!

She took it as a joke and replied, "Alright."

Lu Xiao, I would like to ask you something

For instance, the only time he offered his singing voice was three years ago at the club's anniversary celebration, where he performed as a special guest, delivering a hauntingly beautiful rendition of the song "The Puppet Show." Later, it was heard that many people privately messaged him requesting him to sing, including offers for commercial performances, all of which he declined one by one. Subsequently, when he was invited to participate in various events, he merely made an appearance and never sang a single word again

On the weekend, I would rather be heartbroken. It is difficult to explain the matters online to her in a short time, and besides, she is not in the mood to talk about it now. She put down her chopsticks, sighed, and stood up, saying to Lu Xiao, who still had a large portion of food left: "I am going back to the dormitory, you can continue eating"

Why choose a relatively larger number of singular days? She swallowed this question and did not ask further. Since it was his choice, there must be a reason behind it. If she asked too much, it would instead seem gossipy.

Alright, then, esteemed one, let us continue from where we left off in the previous narrative

If you absolutely have to ... ? ... then she has no choice, does she have the courage to refuse? ? Over the weekend, she thought to herself, indeed, being approachable and all that is just an illusion, but she understands, after all, a great person must be revered.

Good night

"Great God, I need to tell you something." She went on the mic to find him

Lu Xiao became quiet; she rarely heard someone speak to her in such a serious tone on a weekend

Her statement is indeed not an exaggeration; even her biological parents have mercilessly criticized her: "How come your father and I sing just fine, yet we ended up with you, this tone-deaf daughter."

Having waited for a long time without a reply, I no longer put her in a difficult position, and I took my leave: "I was just joking, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

On the weekend, I opened my eyes wide in surprise and asked, "Why aren't you waiting in the car?" In such cold weather, it is rather the person outside the car while the porridge is inside.

Have you had dinner?" he asked her quietly as he just entered

He is low-key and rarely reveals his brilliance. Not only is he talented in voice acting, but he is also accomplished in singing, and even engages in songwriting and composing. Those within the industry know him to be a versatile genius, yet he has only showcased each of these skills once, and that single instance was enough to leave a lasting impression.

I could hardly believe my ears over the weekend, suppressing my inner excitement as I asked: "Really?"

On the other side of the water, it was softly said: "Because I only want to sing for my disciple alone"

"Luo Luo Mo, what do you like to eat?"

After waiting for a while, the two heard Gui Zhou say in a very apologetic tone: "I am very sorry, but I have an urgent matter to attend to and need to step out now"

Since the last time, I have started to consider how to reasonably allocate time between "Silent" and "On the Water's Edge" during the weekend. "Silent" will continue with individual guidance, while my own mentor is relatively easier to negotiate with; I can simply combine his time with that of a few other CVs.

On the weekend, she felt a sudden jolt, quickly tidied herself up and ran downstairs, only to see him standing by the streetlight as before, hands tucked into his pockets, a smile on his handsome face, slowly walking towards her

She waited for a long time before she finally heard a very faint "mm" coming through the earpiece

Upon hearing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief over the weekend, as it seemed that her suspicions were unfounded. Upon further reflection, it is quite normal for Han Shao, being a local, to be aware of the famous porridge from that shop in the west of the city.

Then... he hesitated to speak.

Silence seemed to be amused by her: "There is a dessert shop in the north of the city that is quite delicious. I will take you to try it when you have some free time."

She spoke somewhat shyly: "This... this was brought by your cousin"

After some light-hearted banter, the three finally began to get to the point. While the guidance for the performance was halfway through, she heard a cacophony coming through her earpiece over the weekend. She frowned slightly in discomfort and asked, "Whose issue is it?"

It was the weekend, and she was confused. She remembered that she had not contacted Silent for guidance. She had only asked a few other CVs, as her appointments with Silent had always been in the evening. After much contemplation, it could either be that Silent had extraordinary abilities, or that Ruoyu had betrayed her. Clearly, the latter hypothesis seemed more plausible, as she had heard that Ruoyu had recently added Silent on QQ.