"Gao lengju, how do I read it?"
Lu Yilan felt that he played well, so he quickly came to ask for credit.
Gao Leng watched and listened to the voice in the microphone, then rolled up his shirt sleeve, sure enough, goose bumps.
It takes courage to listen to a man's confession in such a quiet scene.
"The appeal is very good, the mood is also very sufficient, the voice is bigger enough."
"Yes! Thank you, Gao lengju
Then Lu Yilan practiced these strange words in YY. Gao Leng wanted to withdraw YY for a moment, but before he left, he thought of one thing, "by the way, I have something to ask you."
"Ah?" Lu Yilan was confused for a moment, "what's the matter?"
"Before, Luoxue told me that you are my little fan Do you care about me? "
"Yes Speaking of this, Lu Yilan immediately became active, "I am very concerned about you."
Lu Yilan quickly reported Gao Leng's representative dubbing works because he had been on the official micro blog of Fenghuo studio for several times.
"I've heard all of these. Gao lengju, the king of Nan'an, the rich businessmen in Suzhou, and the noble deacons are all models in the circle."
"Classic!"
"You've seen a lot."
"Yes Lu Yilan Yinghe said, "before entering the circle, I especially like to listen to plays. Then I also like to listen to songs. I've heard your songs, too."
So, in the silence of YY, a song soon rang out.
This tune, this sentence, Gao Leng are very familiar.
Bah, not familiar.
Gao Leng can recite all the songs he released in his early years. Of course, Lu Yilan hummed, and he also heard the new songs.
All kinds of time span seamless connection, occasionally sing a sentence, Gao Leng himself I forgot.
Ah!
Someone remembers!
And then
Then Gao Leng's brain went awry.
I'm a fan.
He couldn't help but come out with an otaku with eyes. He may be slightly fat, may have a slight beard, and then his hair is messy, and his white shirt is yellow. He is wearing headphones and singing his song across the screen.
I can't help telling him when I'm happy.
"Gao lengju, you are my favorite CV!"
“……”
I'll go!
At that moment, Gao Leng's inner world collapsed.
Just as he was leading to the universe, Lu Yilan suddenly stopped singing and said, "I'm mini, but my roommate made a mistake. I'm not your little fan ~"
"eh?"
Huh?
You're not a fan? What flashed through Gao Leng's mind at that time was Big enigma.
However -
"I'm your little fan sister!"
“……”
Duang。
Gao Leng's brain crashed for a moment, "what do you say?"
Lu Yilan deliberately put full speed, the voice of a little soft pressure, "I'm your little fan sister ah!"
YY soon fell into a dead silence.
After a while, the rustling sound sounded.
Following the voice, there are questions from men with doubts.
"You are Girl
"I know my voice is a little bit neutral, but I'm really a girl."
Gao Leng: feel cheated.
He has been in the dubbing circle for several years, and his basic judgment of timbre has never been overturned. Today
The car overturned.
"Your voice is a little hoarse, very magnetic, not like Girl
"Is it?" Lu Yilan said twice, "but I am."
"You seem very happy when I say that?" All kinds of black question marks in Gao Leng's heart.