Huawu High School has a very strict schedule. Students get up at 5:30, do morning exercises at 6:00, arrange professional study in the morning, and have cultural classes in the afternoon. I went to sleep with the lights off in the bedroom at 10:30.
Although Xiang Guai was in a hurry to practice evening kung fu, he did not forget that he had promised to try out the demo of Qingyun God and write him a long review.
Fortunately, the demo was not long. He found a quiet corner to spend his legs. He wanted to play videos while exercising, but he was really reluctant to share the voice of idols with others.
He could only go to Qi Ji to borrow headphones.
Qi Ji said, "Don't you have one?"
Xiang Guai blushed and took out a crumpled headphone cable from his pocket. The earphones were a gift from his cheap Android phone. They were of poor quality. He insisted on using them for so long and kept them carefully. The cracked parts were carefully wrapped with clear tape. But even so, it can't stand the aging of the earphones - a few days ago, there was no sound in one ear of the earphone cable.
Xiang guessed that such headphones can be used to listen to English listening, accompaniment music, and morning radio. But it is not worthy to use it to listen to the voice of the Great God Qingyun.
Seeing that the tape on his earphones was attached to the tape, Qi Ji felt sour, and quickly said, "I have extra earphones, so I'll give this to you."
"... It's expensive, right?" Xiang Gu still recognized the brand. Qi Ji was using an Apple phone, which cost thousands of yuan for just one phone.
"It's not expensive, I'm not the original match, just two or three hundred." Qi Ji insisted on sending him.
She was also kind, but she didn't know that Xiang Gu's cell phone was given by his father after charging 800 yuan for the phone bill. He insisted on using it for two years, and the monthly call fee was nineteen yuan.
Xiang guessed, even if he borrowed money from Qi Ji to buy this earphone. He now has room and board at the school, and all the training clothes are distributed uniformly; because of his good grades, the school not only exempts him from tuition, but also provides a scholarship of 1,000 yuan a year, which is paid 83 yuan per month—he only needs to save In three months, the money will be paid back.
He took the earphones, silently found a corner, and connected the earphone cable to the mobile phone with a kind of pious mentality.
He thought, he really is the most selfish person in the world. Qi Ji gave him such a good earphone, but he wanted to listen to the demo secretly behind her back - but he turned to comfort himself, Yun Da said, this demo can only be listened to by him.
So, he is not very bad or bad. … Right
He sat in the corner with his legs spread against the wall, his head bowed, and his body covered the phone in his arms.
Outsiders only thought he was practicing, and no one noticed that he was tasting secrets.
On the screen, the circular symbol representing the buffer turned, and Xiang Gu held his breath, unable to even blink his eyes.
Finally, the screen lights up. The fluttering willow leaves danced in mid-air, the wind blew and carried them to the front.
- Immediately afterwards, a man's voice rang in his ears.
"when i was young, i lived in a small town in south of china..." (when i was young, i lived in a small town in south of china...)
Tan Yiming forgot to tell Xiang Guai that his demo dubbing was recorded in English.
Xiang Guai didn't make any mental preparations at all, and when he was caught off guard, he heard the skilled English spit out from the man's mouth.
He tore off the earphones in panic and hastily, like a stray animal who felt the kindness of human beings for the first time, both longing for and afraid of that tenderness.
He thought, is it because the two hundred yuan earphones are too high-end? So... That's why Wang Qingyun's voice was so "close", so close that it seemed to hit his heart
He resisted the burning burn on his face and continued to listen.
On the screen, the title of "Slow Voice" unfolds slowly like a picture scroll. And the male voice is like a brush writing on a picture scroll, leaving traces of ink.
This is the first time Xiangchai has heard Qingyun speak English. Although he is studying abroad, "thinking" and "hearing" are completely different feelings. When he read English, his voice was even lower than when he spoke Chinese, as if he was reading a poem.
Xiang Chai quickly became immersed in the world of men, and followed him to two continents, spanning decades of time. The most special thing is that because the animated protagonist has spanned fifty years from childhood to adulthood, Wang Qingyun also added voice changes when dubbing. The vigor in youth, the high spirits in middle age, the vicissitudes in old age... are all vividly expressed in his voice.
Thirteen minutes passed in a flash, Xiang Guai was immersed in this short animation, and even more indulged in the nostalgia of the protagonist.
Why nostalgia? ... Xiang Gua thought he didn't know, but in fact, nostalgia has always been there.
Xiang Chai is not from Huashi, he grew up in a small town that most people have never heard of. Huawu Affiliated High School recruits students from all over the country, so when he was eleven years old, under the leadership of the dance class teacher, he came to Huawu for an interview. His parents have high hopes for it - learning to dance is too expensive, but the principal of the dance class promised that if the child can be admitted to the Huawu High School, not only all tuition fees, but even a large amount of incentive money will be returned.
Later, Xiang Guai "earned" the money for his parents, and his photo was hung on the dance classroom's honor roll as a living sign.
Although dancing is very hard, Xiang Chai really likes Huawu High School. The school has good facilities, and the teachers and students are all good... But this is not my hometown after all. There is no local flavor in the cafeteria, and there is no local accent in his ears. He can only return to his hometown once a year during winter and summer vacations, but his peers hide from a distance and watch him from a distance—they say he is strange and don’t understand why a boy dances a sissy ballet , I don't understand why he doesn't play online games and only speaks Mandarin.
Xiang Gu has always been lonely, but he didn't realize that he was actually lonely.
It was not until he met Wang Qingyun, until he saw and heard this story, that he realized that the loneliest place in his heart had always existed.
What surprised him the most was that in addition to the attractive sound and pictures, he also heard the familiar La Er melody from the soundtrack!
The three movements of La 2 have different focuses. The first movement is like a violent storm, the second movement is delicate and pure, and the third movement, which is also the reborn movement of Yelena, is full of splendor.
Xiang Guai had already mastered La Er, so when the accompaniment sounded, he immediately heard the melody of La Er integrated into it!
Xiang Gu didn't know what words to use to describe this "coincidence" - but he was really happy because of the coincidence.
With his fingers flying like a fly, he uttered a series of compliments without much thought. After he finished writing it in one go, he read it again, and he himself felt that the words were too nauseous.
But this sentence is reluctant to delete... There is no way to replace that sentence...
It would be great if he could make up so many words in one breath for reading comprehension questions and composition questions when he took the Chinese test.
After thinking about it, he finally summoned up the courage to send the long string of words to Wang Qingyun on the network cable.
Because of the time difference, it was 9 o'clock in the evening here and 9 o'clock in the morning there. He not only hoped that the male god would receive his long comment as soon as possible, but also hoped that Wang Qingyun would see it later.
There is really no one more contradictory in this world than him.
After posting the long comment to Guess, although Wang Qingyun's avatar was lit up, there was no reply.
Xiang Guess panicked now. He anxiously reread his own words, and suddenly felt that this sentence and that sentence were not pleasing to the eye, there were too many meaningless praises, and there were few lines of substantive drama reviews.
Would the Great God think he was deliberately flattering? Will you regret sending the demo to him? Maybe, the great god said that he only gave the demo to him. In fact, everyone in the troupe has it, and everyone thinks they are the only one...
Xiang Guai thought about it for a long time, but he didn't realize that his concern for Wang Qingyun was far beyond the normal range.
He resisted the two-hour evening class like this, and Qi Ji came to talk several times, but he was fooled by his scruples.
It wasn't until after the lights were turned off at 10:30 in the evening that he got into the bed and was about to summon the courage to say hello to the Great God, when Wang Qingyun's reply finally came.
Yiming Qingyun: I'm sorry, I was too busy with work this morning, and I just saw the drama review you sent me.
Yi Mingqingyun: You write so well, it really makes me feel ashamed.
Astonishing success: I just contributed my voice, and the director and screenwriter are even more powerful.
A bright cloud: Did the child fall asleep
Yiming Qingyun: Then let's talk when you wake up tomorrow morning.
Xiang Guazuo woke up.
guess: No, no, the lights in the dormitory just turned off, and I haven't slept yet! !
A bright cloud: Turn off the lights? University dorms shouldn't turn off the lights, right
Yiming Qingyun: Are you still in high school
guess: no no no!
Xiang Gu lied.
He didn't want the male god he admired to know that he was still an underage high school student. He felt that he was not naive at all, and was already a mature adult.
Anyway, across the network cable, Xiang Gu can boldly fabricate a completely different identity and immerse himself in the fun of "making friends on an equal footing".
guess: I'm a senior!
guess: 22 years old, very old!
He wanted to cover up.
He specially emphasized "great age", because in the eyes of an adolescent child like him, over 20 years old is unimaginable maturity.
He also knew how clumsy his lies were, and for fear that Wang Qingyun would continue to ask questions that would lead to revealing the truth, he quickly changed the subject bluntly.
guess: Yunda, I have finished the demo! I really like it!
guess: I don't know what game you're going to vote for, but I'm sure you'll win! !
guess: If you don't win the prize, there must be a shady scene! !
On the other side of the ocean, Tan Yiming was sneaking around in the company's tea room when he saw these words, the coffee in his hand shook and almost spilled.
Yiming Qingyun: … You know, my roommate said exactly the same thing as you a few days ago.
Bright Cloud: You all love exaggeration too much.
Yi Mingqingyun: There are people outside people, there are days outside the sky, who said that if we don’t win the award, there is a shady scene? There are many people in this world who are better than us.
guess: [loud quack].jpg
guess: no more!
guess: No one in this world is better than you! !
Xiang Guai had also listened to radio stations on the radio before, or that kind of online audiobook column. The voices of those anchors are very nice - but there is absolutely no one who can capture his heart more than Wang Qingyun.
Others are "love at first sight", but for him, it is love at first sight.
Xiang Guess repeated it stubbornly.
guess: Yunda, you will definitely win the prize!
guess: [Goose spreads its wings].jpg
Yi Mingqingyun: Then let me borrow your auspicious words.
Yiming Qingyun: However, our submission is an animation award, not a dubbing award.
Mingming Qingyun: [laughs] [laughs] [laughs]
guess: It's okay, I can give you the award in my heart!
guess: In my mind, you are the best, the best, the best voice actor in the world!
A sing-along: …
From the beginning to the end, Tan Yiming did not mention to Xiang Guai how much was pinned behind this video. He didn't talk to Xiang Gu about anything about commercial dubbing, he didn't mention his hesitation, his hesitation, or his dilemma.
He just... just simply wanted to show the demo to Little Swan.
Little Swan not only listened to it, but also gave him great praise after listening, and said that he would give him an award in his heart...
Tan Yiming thought, if there is such a trophy, he might as well give it to this kid.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: By the way, I saw that you mentioned the accompaniment in your long comment
A Bright Cloud: Do you like classical music? Do you like Rah too
guess: [Swan nods].jpg
guess: Because the accompaniment of classical ballet is all piano music.
guess: For example, "Little Swan" and "Sleeping Beauty" composed by Tchaikovsky are actually ballet suites. I have heard them since I was a child.
guess: It's a coincidence, we are just learning "La 2" recently, so I can hear the accompaniment music as soon as it comes out!
guess: [Swan-tailed proud].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: Oh? Dance ballet with a second pull
guess: It's not dancing, it's singing.
As soon as these words were sent out, Xiang Gu realized that he had exposed himself!
What did he say is not good, he has to mention that he is currently learning Rah's tunes! Before, he told Wang Qingyun that he was a ballet dancer, a good dancer, and there was no need to learn to sing!
He was in a hurry to withdraw the last sentence, but with a shake of his hand, "withdraw" became "delete"...
Xiang Guess: … the goose is mazing.
Just when Xiang Guai was racking his brains about how to tell a lie, Tan Yiming, who knew nothing about art candidates, had already come up with a "reasonable" answer.
Astonishing success: You art students are really working hard.
Yiming Qingyun: I am already very tired from studying dance, and I still have to take vocal music class as an elective.
guess:…
guess: Yes! It's an elective!
guess: It's really not compulsory! It's not the kind of course that everyone has to take, and no graduate certificate is given if you don't take it!
This topic stumblingly came to an end, and Xiang Gu simply walked down the steps, complaining that no classmates in the class were willing to sing with him, so he could only sing "Yelena" by himself.
guess: "Yelena" is really good, but unfortunately my voice is too thin.
guess: If only I could find someone to help me with the harmony.
guess: It can be recorded in advance. Anyway, the test is also played with the accompaniment tape.
Halfway through his words, Xiang Guai suddenly reacted—in front of him, isn't there the best male voice in the world
If he can ask for the harmony of God Wang Qingyun for him...
... But, God, will he agree
Xiang Gu knew that his request was too presumptuous, but he couldn't restrain his impulse at all. It was like a fire rushed to his heart, urging him to lay down that string of words.
In the darkness, only the light from the phone screen projected on his face, outlining the boy's handsome facial features.
please... please...
A good person like Yunda must definitely agree, right
There are already two candies between them. If he is more active and brave, the third one will definitely fall into his palm, right
guess: [Swan weeps].jpg
guess: That... God...
Xiang Gu took a deep breath.
guess: can i ask you to match the harmony for me
guess: I, I, I, I have sheet music and translated lyrics, very simple! Just a few words!
guess: It really won't waste your time! !
In a hurry, Xiang Gu even said the word "you".
But he didn't care too much. After typing the last punctuation mark, he held his mobile phone, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the "inputting..." displayed on the dialogue bar.
One second...two seconds...three seconds...
Ten seconds... fifteen seconds... half a minute...
The longer he waited, the more Xiang Gu's heart fell. These thirty seconds were like a roller coaster of life. During the ups and downs, he had already regretted the presumptuous request he made eight hundred times.
The phone vibrated slightly, and finally, two short texts came into view—
A Bright Cloud: Sorry.
Xiang Guess: "… "
Knew it.
Xiang Guai fell into the pillow and buried the hot phone under the pillow.
What the hell did he do! ! Obviously, he finally got a little closer to the Great God, but he made such a shameless request out of his own power! ! He just said a few words to Yun Da, why is there any need for God to waste time recording a harmony tape for his final exam? ! !
Intellectually, he understood, but emotionally, Xiang Gu felt extremely defeated because of that simple refusal.
In the darkness, the boy sighed lonely, closed his eyes, and held back the tears that had been pushed to the corners of his eyes.
However, at this moment, the phone under the pillow suddenly made another buzzing sound.
Xiang Guess: "… "
I thought in my head, don't look at it, don't look at it, look at it is self-inflicted humiliation.
But the boy's hand reached under the pillow uncontrollably and took out the phone.
Fluorescence is bright.
He squinted in the dark, looking for the words in the dialog—
A Bright Cloud: Sorry.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: I was born with a tone disorder.
Bright Cloud: If I sing harmony for you, I guess you won't pass.
Xiang Guess: "...???"
A rising star: I suggest you record the harmony yourself, then combine the dry and accompaniment, and sing for yourself.
Bright Cloud: If you are embarrassed to ask for help from the late stage in the group.
Bright Cloud: Little Swan, I can help you.