The next day, Shu Nian left the door half an hour early according to the appointed time. The role she played did not have many roles, and it took less than two hours to complete all the progress.
Li Qing was quite satisfied with her, and asked her to try the voice of a little girl inside.
Fake voice is not difficult for voice actors.
Shu Nian made some adjustments, raised his pitch, accentuated his nasal sound, and his voice became tender. There are only a few words in the scene, it can be regarded as a mess, and it's over.
This is her daily life.
Meeting Xie Ruhe again.
For her, it was like walking on the side of the road and suddenly hearing a song with a nice tune. After returning home, I wanted to find this song to listen to again, but I couldn't remember the lyrics. I tried my best, but I couldn't find this song again.
It's a small episode that will never be seen again.
In the long days, boring and boring, there must always be some surprises.
Meeting him again, no matter what the process was, it was always a pleasant thing for Shunian.
Even though he doesn't seem very happy.
Shu Nian thought about whether he should send him a text message to ask why he was suddenly unhappy. She thought for a long time, picked up the phone, put it down, and finally picked it up again.
Finally give up.
I just feel that this intersection actually doesn't need to be prolonged.
He doesn't want to. She also no longer has too much enthusiasm to consume as before.
"Master."
Fang Wencheng stood at the door and habitually knocked on the door three times, although he knew that Xie Ruhe would not be able to hear him. He yelled again, then pushed open the door and entered.
The room is soundproof, only a little noise can be heard outside. But as soon as the door was opened, deafening rock music erupted instantly.
Almost tore the eardrums apart.
The light inside is very dark, the wooden floor, except for the stereo, there is no other furniture, it looks empty. On the ground are neatly arranged dominoes, arranged in a certain pattern compulsively.
There are dozens of mango jelly candies scattered around.
Xie Ruhe was wearing a loose sweater with long sleeves. The collarbone was exposed, and there was a more decadent temperament. The wheelchair was placed aside, and he was sitting on the ground lazily setting up dominoes.
Fang Wencheng walked to the stereo, turned off the music, and said, "Master, did you promise to write the theme song for the movie at Huajing before? You called to ask."
Xie Ruhe hummed inaudibly.
Fang Wencheng said, "Okay."
Fang Wencheng had nothing else to do, and was about to turn on the stereo for him again, and when he left the room, Xie Ruhe suddenly said: "Tell Huajing, I will appoint the singer, and I will also write the promotional song for them."
Hearing this, Fang Wencheng was stunned for a moment: "But there was no request—"
Xie Ruhe continued without moving his brows and eyes, "You don't need money, you can change if you are not satisfied."
Fang Wencheng felt puzzled.
This is the first time that Xie Ruhe has proposed to let others change his song, and usually he will turn his face when he mentions it. But he didn't ask too much: "Okay, which singer do you want to designate? I'll go talk to them over there."
"The theme song is sung by the female number two in the movie." Xie Ruhe lowered his eyes, picked up a domino with his slender fingers, and gently placed it in the designated position, "Then find the voice actor for the female number two."
Fang Wencheng thought he heard it wrong: "Voice actor?"
"Um."
"That's not good." Fang Wencheng suggested to him, "I think it's more appropriate to find a singer to sing. These two don't have to be the same person. It's okay to separate dubbing and singing. The songs you write are not easy to grasp, or You need to find a professional."
Otherwise, even if you are scolded to death, you won't be able to sing the way you want.
Xie Ruhe insisted: "Just the voice actor."
Knowing that he would not listen, Fang Wencheng looked embarrassed: "Besides, this is a movie, they usually don't find voice actors, they always listen to the sound on the spot. If the noise is too loud and can't be used, they will also find the actors themselves to dub it later."
Being rejected again and again, Xie Ruhe suddenly raised his head and looked at him quietly.
Fang Wencheng immediately withdrew his embarrassed expression and coughed twice.
"I'll ask first."
Fang Wencheng walked out of the room, called the film company, and conveyed what Xie Ruhe said.
It wasn't long before he was back in the room.
"Agreed." Fang Wencheng heaved a sigh of relief, "I agreed quickly, saying that I originally planned to find a dubbing for the second female lead, because the actor who played the second female lead was not good at lines, and the voice line did not match the character design in the movie. .”
Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Wencheng continued: "Then you choose the voice actor, or is it chosen by the producer?"
"Tell them to find a dubbing director named Li Qing." Xie Ruhe's voice was light, "Let him find some people to audition, and ask for a newer voice with good dubbing skills."
"Okay." Fang Wencheng said, "Any other requests?"
Xie Ruhe lowered his eyelids again: "Inform me on the day of the audition, and I will go too."
"..." Fang Wencheng couldn't bear it this time, although he knew that the young master's temper was bad and uncertain, "Master, what are you going to do?"
Xie Ruhe didn't answer.
- What is he going to do
He just wants to see someone.
But there was no reason, and no reason could be found, to see her.
In fact, just not contacting each other like this is probably the best ending. After all, he looks like this now, even if she doesn't dislike him, he is extremely embarrassed because of his appearance.
But after so long, after meeting again.
It's just a goodbye, two sides. I thought it was just a small intersection, but I never thought that the desires that I thought I had restrained would appear again and again because of this intersection.
Want to see her, want to see her very much.
So I tried my best and racked my brains to create reasons.
Just to see her.
After setting up the last domino in his hand, Xie Ruhe stretched out his hand and pulled the wheelchair over. Using the strength in his hand, he put his hands on the armrests, gritted his teeth and tried to sit back on the wheelchair.
Fang Wencheng's footsteps moved, but he still didn't step forward to help.
Because he knew that Xie Ruhe didn't need it.
After a while, Xie Ruhe sat on the wheelchair, with a thin layer of sweat breaking out from his forehead.
Seeing him like this, Fang Wencheng hesitated for a few seconds, and reminded him bravely: "Master, you haven't done your rehabilitation today, and the rehabilitation doctor has already arrived."
Xie Ruhe remained silent, did not lose his temper, tapped his fingertips on the armrest, again and again, as if playing some tune. He didn't seem to be in a good mood, and his voice seemed low.
"Is it useful to do it?"
He always has such emotions all of a sudden.
He will feel that there is no hope, that many things have been done in vain, and that there is nothing worth his efforts to do. I just want to give up directly and live this life in a degenerate way, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
"It will definitely work. And if you don't do it, it's completely hopeless. Your muscles will atrophy." Fang Wen admitted to persuade, "Even if there is only the slightest hope, I hope you don't give up."
After a long time, Xie Ruhe said: "Understood."
Fang Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll let the doctor prepare it."
Before leaving, Fang Wencheng turned on the stereo for Xie Ruhe again.
The loud rock music sounded again in the empty room, and the eardrum vibrated, making people numb. Xie Ruhe lowered his eyes, looked at his legs, pursed his lips, wondering what he was thinking.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Ruhe seemed to have thought of something, silently called out "Shu Nian", and then said something absent-minded.
Gently, as if to melt into the air.
"I don't want to be crippled."
Shu Nian lived the life of a shed bug again. Every day when I woke up, I ran to various recording studios, and I didn’t leave the studio until twelve o’clock in the evening. After returning home, I took a shower and went straight to sleep.
Day after day, this is the life.
Deng Qingyu once tentatively asked her if she wanted to try another job.
Shu Nian didn't think about it at all, and directly refused.
She felt that she had to do what she liked to live. She likes dubbing, likes this profession, likes the feeling of staying in a recording studio, likes to use voice to shape a character, and likes the charm that voice brings to her.
Do what you like.
Living like this, this long life seems not to be so difficult.
In a blink of an eye, November also came to an end.
Shu Nian has no work recently, and thinking that the peak season is coming soon, she simply gave herself a day off and didn't go to the recording studio. It was Thursday, and she brought the treatment time to the morning with doctor Wang Yue in advance.
During the treatment, Shu Nian was the one talking most of the time, and Wang Yue played a guiding role.
After it was over, Wang Yue checked Shunian in various aspects and flipped through the paper in his hand.
"Shu Nian, according to your symptom self-evaluation scale, all your indicators have reached the normal range. And you can control your emotions very well now, and it doesn't have a big impact on your daily life."
Shu Nian looked at her like a well-behaved child waiting for praise.
Wang Yue's voice was very gentle: "I think the treatment cycle can be extended. The next return visit will be in a month. Do you think it's okay?"
It is on the trend of complete improvement.
Shu Nian's mood improved, and she nodded quickly: "Yes."
After a while, Shu Nian said goodbye to Wang Yue and left the department. She took the escalator downstairs and went down to the third floor. Just as she was about to turn a corner and continue down, someone behind her suddenly called her.
"Shu Nian?"
Hearing the sound, Shu Nian subconsciously looked back.
The man was tall and big, the sleeve of his left arm was pulled to the elbow, and the exposed half was wrapped in gauze, which looked injured. Compared to the last time we met, he looked a little more sloppy, as if he had just returned from a mission.
Shu Nian stopped where he was, and glanced at the wound on his hand.
"Officer He, are you injured?"
He You raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and glanced at his arm, not paying much attention to the wound like being bitten by a mosquito. He hooked his lips loosely, without any shape: "Does it hurt?"
Shu Nian was used to his appearance, but still shook his head.
"be careful."
He You has always been careless, didn't take her words to heart, and snorted lightly: "There's no need to pay attention to this wound, I'll treat it as a tickle for a few extra knives."
Shu Nian's eyes widened a little, and he asked in surprise, "Do you think being stabbed is like being scratched?"
He You yawned and lazily hummed.
Shu Nian didn't quite understand: "Then why did you come to the hospital?"
"..."
He You was so choked by her that he couldn't speak immediately. He looked at her indescribably. After a long time, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
The next moment, Shunian's cell phone rang. She retracted her gaze and looked down.
It was Li Qing calling.