Chapter 9

The next day, shunian went out half an hour ahead of schedule. The part she played was not much, and it took her less than two hours to complete all the progress.

Li Qing was quite satisfied with her and asked her to try a little girl's voice again.

For dubbing actors, it's not difficult.

Shunian adjusted his voice, raised his tone, accentuated his nasal voice, and his voice became tender. Only a few words of drama, is a group of miscellaneous, directly over.

This is her daily life.

Meet Xie Ruhe again.

For her, it's like walking on the side of the road and suddenly hearing a song with a good tune. After going home, I want to find this song to listen to again, but I don't remember the lyrics. I try my best to find this song again.

It's a little episode that I will never meet again.

Long days, boring, there are always some surprises.

To meet him again, no matter what the process is, is always a pleasant thing for shunian.

Even if he seems to be unhappy.

Shunian has thought about whether to send him a short message to ask why he is suddenly unhappy. She thought for a long time, picked up and put down the phone, and finally picked it up again.

In the end, it's better to give up.

I just feel that this intersection does not need to be elongated.

He didn't want to. She is no longer like before, too much enthusiasm to consume.

"Young master."

Fang Wencheng stood at the door and knocked three times habitually, although he knew that Xie Ruhe could not hear him. He called again, then pushed the door in.

The room is soundproof. Only a small sound can be heard outside. But as soon as the door was opened, the deafening rock music erupted.

Almost tearing the eardrum.

The light inside is very dark. The wooden floor, except for the stereo, has no other furniture. It looks empty. On the ground are neat dominoes, placed in a certain pattern compulsively.

There are also dozens of mango gums scattered around.

Xie Ruhe was wearing a loose sweater with a long sleeve. He was rubbed to his elbow and then slipped with the movement. His clavicle was exposed and his breath was gloomy. The wheelchair was set aside, and he sat on the ground, lazily carrying a domino.

Fang Wencheng went to the stereo, turned off the music, and then said, "young master, did you promise to write the theme song for Huajing's movie? There's a call to ask. "

Xie Ruhe gave an inaudible hum.

Fang Wencheng said, "OK."

Fang Wencheng had nothing else to do. He was about to turn on the stereo for him. When he left the room, Xie Ruhe suddenly said, "tell Huajing that I'll assign the singer and I'll write them the promo."

After hearing the speech, Fang Wencheng was stunned: "but there is no demand --"

Xie Ruhe did not move her eyebrows and continued: "no money, you can change if you are not satisfied."

Fang Wencheng felt inexplicable.

This is the first time that Xie Ruhe is willing to let others change his song. As usual, he turns over when he mentions it. But he didn't ask, "OK, which singer do you want to appoint? I'll go and talk to that side. "

"The theme song is sung by No.2 in the movie." Xie Ruhe low eyes, slender fingers pinch a dominoes, gently placed to the designated position, "then find the female No. 2 dubbing actor."

Fang Wencheng thought he heard wrong: "dubbing actor?"

"Well."

"That's not good." Fang Wencheng suggested to him, "I think it's better to find a singer to sing. These two don't have to use the same person. It's OK to separate dubbing and singing. The songs you write are not easy to grasp, so you have to find a professional

Otherwise, you can't sing what you want.

Xie Ruhe is very insistent: "dubbing actors."

Knowing whether he would persuade or not, Fang Wencheng was embarrassed: "besides, this is a movie. They usually don't find dubbing actors, they are all live radio. If the noise is too loud to use, the later stage will also find the actors themselves to match

Repeatedly rejected, Xie Ruhe suddenly raised his head and looked at him quietly.

Fang Wencheng immediately took back his embarrassed expression and coughed twice.

"I'll ask first."

Fang Wencheng went out of the room and called the film company to convey Xie Ruhe's words.

It didn't take long to get back in the room.

"Agreed." Fang Wencheng was relieved, "but he agreed quickly. He said that he had planned to dub the girl No.2, because the actor who played the girl No.2 was not good at lines, and the voice line didn't conform to the people's design in the film."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang continued: "are you going to choose the dubbing actors, or are they going to be chosen by the producers?"

"Tell them to find a dubbing director named Li Qing." Xie Ruhe's voice light, "let him find some people to audition, to a new voice, dubbing skills are not bad."

"All right." Fang said, "is there any other requirement?"Xie Ruhe lowered his eyelids again: "inform me on the day of the audition, and I'll go too."

“……” This time Fang Wencheng really can't help it, although he knows that the young master's temper is bad and uncertain, "young master, what are you going to do?"

Xie Ruhe did not answer.

What is he going to do?

He just wanted to meet someone.

But there was no reason, no reason to see her.

In fact, it's probably the best ending to just stop contacting. After all, now he is such an appearance, even if she will not dislike, he is embarrassed to the extreme because of his appearance.

But after such a long time, after meeting again.

Just one side, two sides. I thought it was just a small intersection, but I never thought that the desire that I thought I had restrained would appear again because of this intersection.

I want to see her. I want to see her.

So, I'm trying my best to make reasons.

Just to see her.

After putting up the last dominoes in his hand, Xie Ruhe reaches out his hand and pulls the wheelchair over. Using the strength of his hand, he puts his hands on the armrest, clenches his teeth and tries to get back in the wheelchair.

Fang Wencheng's steps moved, but he still didn't come forward to help.

After a while, Xie Ruhe sat in the wheelchair, sweating between his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Fang Wencheng hesitated for a few seconds and reminded him: "young master. You haven't done your rehabilitation today. The rehabilitation doctor has come here. "

Xie Ruhe was silent and didn't lose his temper as usual. But even so, he was still in a bad mood and his voice was low.

"Did it work?"

He's always in such a sudden mood.

He will feel that there is no hope, that many things are useless, and that nothing is worth doing. I just want to give up and live a degenerate life It doesn't seem to be bad.

"Certainly. And if you don't, it's hopeless. Your muscles will atrophy Fang Wencheng seriously advised, "even if there is only a little hope, I hope you don't give up."

After a long time, Xie Ruhe said, "I know."

Fang Wencheng was relieved: "then I'll let the doctor prepare."

Before leaving, Fang Wencheng turned on the stereo for Xie Ruhe.

The loud rock music resounded in the open room. The eardrum vibrated and made people numb. Xie Ruhe lowered his eyes, looked at his legs and pursed his lips. He didn't know what he was thinking.

I don't know how long later, Xie Ruhe seemed to think of something, silently called out "shunian", and then said a word.

Gently, as if to melt in the air.

"I don't want to be lame."

Shunian lived the life of a shed bug again. Every day I wake up and run to each recording studio. I don't get out of the studio until 12 o'clock in the evening. I go home to take a bath and go to sleep directly.

Day after day, it's like this.

Deng Qingyu once tentatively asked her if she wanted to change her job.

Shunian didn't think about it at all, so he refused.

She felt that she had to do what she liked when she was alive. She likes dubbing, the profession, the feeling of staying in the studio, the role of voice and the charm of voice.

Do what you like.

So live, this long life, it seems not so hard.

In the twinkling of an eye, November has come to an end.

Shunian didn't have a job recently. Thinking that the peak season was coming, she gave herself a day off instead of going to the studio. Just on Thursday, she raised the treatment time to the morning with Doctor Wang Yue in advance.

In the process of treatment, most of the time is reading in the speech, Wang Yue plays a guiding role.

After the end, Wang Yue to the book read to do all aspects of the inspection, turned over the hands of the paper.

"Shunian, according to your SCL-90, your indicators are in the normal range. And now you can control your emotions very well, and it doesn't have a big impact on your daily life. "

Shunian looks at her like a clever child waiting for praise.

Wang Yue's voice is very gentle: "I think the treatment cycle can be extended. The next follow-up visit will be one month later. Do you think it's ok?"

It's a trend towards complete improvement.

The mood of the book read up, quickly nodded: "can."

After a while, shunian said goodbye to Wang Yue and left the Department. She took the escalator down to the third floor. Just as she was about to turn a corner and continue to go down, she was suddenly stopped by someone behind her.

"Reading?"

Hearing the sound, reading, subconsciously looking back.

The man is tall and big. The sleeve of his left arm is pulled to his elbow. The exposed part is wrapped with gauze. It seems that he is injured. Compared with the last time we met, he looked a bit more sloppy, as if he had just come back from his mission.Shunian stopped and looked at the wound on his hand.

"Officer he, are you hurt?"

He you picks eyebrows and sweeps his arm with low eyes. He doesn't care much about this kind of wound that looks like being bitten by a mosquito. He casually hooked his lips, no shape: "heartache ah?"

Shunian was used to his appearance, but he still shook his head.

"Be safe."

He you has always been careless, did not put her words in mind, light hissing voice: "this wound what good attention, a few more knives I should give me tickle."

Shunian's eyes widened and said in surprise, "do you think being stabbed is like being scratched?"

He you yawned and gave a lazy hum.

Shunian didn't quite understand: "then why did you come to the hospital?"

“……”

He you couldn't speak when he choked on her. He looked at her in an indescribable way. For a long time, his lips moved, as if to say something.

The next moment, shunian's mobile phone rings. She drew her eyes back and looked down.

It's Li Qing.