How are you.
Unlike the usual "how are you" greetings when people meet, there is a kind of concern that has been watching silently.
It should have been strange for such an old friend-like greeting to appear between them, but Qi Jin didn't feel it was inconsistent.
Perhaps it was because the heart-wrenching memory of the car accident was still there, and in addition to the depressed mood these days, seeing a relative stranger greet him like this, he felt a touch of warmth instead.
The bluntness of the warm mouth melted slightly, and he unconsciously lifted it up, revealing a little smile.
"I'm fine, thank you."
While muttering like this, I tried to poke the keyboard one by one with my fingers, typing out sentences like a child learning to type. Because he was worried that he would reply too slowly, Qi Jin also hurriedly added, "I'm sorry, it's inconvenient for my hand to type right now, sorry for the slow reply" at the back.
Just as I was about to send it, I suddenly thought about it again, and added a signature expression of my own.
Don't ask the return date: I'm fine, thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience of typing, sorry for the slow reply. ^_^
Qi Jin typed these two sentences for nearly two minutes, and occasionally went back and deleted it because of the wrong typing.
The other party did not respond for a long time.
Qi Jin stared at the chat window with only two dialogues, the cursor flickered monotonously in the message box, as if calculating the time of the blank period of the language. He let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair as if he was relaxed, not knowing whether he was relaxed or lost. According to his typing speed, it is estimated that no one will be interested in continuing to chat.
What's more, Yan Beixiang, who he heard from the puppet, was a person who never replied to QQ chats.
At this time, the window suddenly shook and its shape changed.
A new window opened on the right, and a green, vibrating microphone appeared in the middle of the window.
At the same time, the "beep-beep-beep-" sound came from the system after dialing the phone number.
isn't it...
Qi Wei's eyes widened in shock, and her first reaction was that Yan Beixiang had been hacked.
Isn't that right? Not only will they add friends, they will take the initiative to greet each other, but now they will also send out a voice chat request? Definitely hacked.
Although he repeatedly recited "hit number", his palms were still tense and sweaty, he quickly stood up, and hurriedly searched for the earphones.
It was already sunset outside, and only a small desk lamp was turned on in the room, and the light was dim.
The green microphone in the window vibrated patiently and kept ringing, and it was almost fifty seconds after he connected.
"Hello?" Qi Jin's voice was slightly panting.
In fact, the earphones are not fully worn, and they are a little crooked. The microphones were too close together, and his rapid breathing at this time should have been spurting microphones, but seeing that the green grid representing the volume was filled up, he hurriedly lowered his head to adjust.
"it's me."
Qi Jin's hand to debug the microphone paused.
It turned out that Yan Beixiang had not been hacked, because the sound that suddenly sounded in his earphones was familiar to him.
Although I am still relatively unfamiliar with myself, I have listened to the recording countless times and the sound is very, very familiar. Deep and upright, there is an inexplicable sense of reassurance that makes you hold your breath and listen quietly.
"How are you?"
Repeat the same words with your voice, the place where the ear is covered by the earphone is warm, and the heart is also.
"I'm fine, thank you." Qi Jin also repeated her answer. But once he spoke, the slight trembling between the lines because of his emotion couldn't be concealed - I hope the other party didn't notice.
"You said your hand was inconvenient to type," the man said in a low voice after a moment's silence, "what happened?"
"This..." Qi Yan smiled slyly, and decided to take it lightly, "It's a long story, but it's actually a car accident on the way back from a business trip some time ago. I was injured a little bit, and my left hand is inconvenient to move. It's not a big deal."
This time the other party's silence was deeper and longer.
Qi Jin didn't know what else to say, so she followed the silence and stared at the volume grid flickering at the lowest point.
"What kind of injury?" Yan Beixiang's voice seemed to be lower than before.
"General fracture." Qi Jin didn't expect that he would ask, so he was stunned, picked a vague definition and submitted it to the answer sheet. In fact, he is not familiar with the fracture caused by accidental injury, but since the operation was successful, he tentatively thinks it is a minor injury.
"Do you remember the exact location of the fracture?" Actually... He continued to ask.
Qi Jinwei searched hard in her head for a long list of medical terms that the doctor had told him that day, and for a long time, she was finally unsure about the location of her injury: "Uh, what are you talking about... Double fractures of the ulna and radius? .I can't remember the name."
After saying that, he smiled embarrassedly.
Yan Beixiang did not laugh, but repeated in a low voice, "The ulna and radius... double fractures."
Qi Jin hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, the operation went well, the steel plate was placed in a plaster cast, and the postoperative recovery was not bad. The doctor said that no displacement was found, so I could be discharged early. Sorry, I just boarded the board when I got home today. QQ passed the verification, and it took a while."
Although he didn't know when Yanbeixiang issued the verification application, he always had to say polite words.
At this time, Yan Beixiang suddenly said a word without beginning and end: "Because of this, you have not replied?"
reply
Reply to what? Qi Jin couldn't react for a while, and opened his mouth blankly, but there was no trace.
Seemingly aware of his confusion, Yan Beixiang took a slight breath behind the microphone, paused for a moment, and added, "Drama posts, I'm talking about drama posts."
It turned out to be the drama post of the first issue of "Trap". Qi Jin was stunned and smiled apologetically: "Because it's inconvenient to type, and I haven't read the post yet, I plan to write a long reply when I have time."
Having said that, Qi Jin vaguely realized what was wrong with Yan Beixiang's words. If he said that he did not reply in the drama post, then he must have read the drama post. Junior sister once said that she defended herself in the drama post. Did Yan Beixiang not see the news of his car accident at that time
Now that you see it, why ask such an obvious question
Qi Jin always felt that he asked something else at the beginning, not a drama post. But he had no idea what it was.
Another long silence.
However, there is no embarrassment to such silence, it is natural and does not give people a sense of oppression.
It seems like a little space left for each other during the conversation between old friends who are very tacit.
Sitting in the dim yellow light spread from the table lamp, Qi Jin even liked this silent pause, allowing the timer to accumulate every minute and second.
Compared with their first online conversation, Yan Beixiang's words were obviously much more.
It was something he could not have imagined.
"Speaking of the 'Trap' drama post..." The initial nervousness passed, and Qi Jin could start the topic relatively easily, although this topic was not a pleasant topic, "You, you should have heard the first issue of the final version. Bar?"
"Yeah." Yan Beixiang really heard it.
"Sorry, the last released version... is not the same." It's a far cry from when they played against each other.
"It doesn't matter." The other party didn't seem to have the expected plan to ask for guilt. His calm tone made Qi Jin's sense of guilt deepen.
"I'm sorry, because I feel like I wasted two hours of your acting time, and I can't-"
"It doesn't matter," Yan Beixiang suddenly opened his mouth and gently intercepted his words, "The confrontation process that night was very pleasant. You are a powerful CV. You are very devoted when performing, so that others can join in."
Qi Jin's eyelids almost trembled, staring at the words "Yanbeixiang" on the screen.
It's a pity that his left hand is wrapped in plaster, and his ears are also covered by earphones, otherwise he would have liked to habitually stroke his temples with his left hand to test the temperature there.
I can't believe it's possible to get this level of certainty.
For the first time, I heard the other party comment on the experience of that night, and used the word "pleasant" as a compliment.
He said that other people can be involved together - so, does this other person also include himself
Qi Jin has always believed that he is the one who is being drawn. He was shocked by his close-to-the-original interpretation, and was amazed by the precise details in his tone, which triggered his potential. He responded to the characters created by Yanbei, and translated the corresponding characters. Opposite play feeling is shown.
Now, that man told himself, he felt the same way. Simply... unbelievable.
"Actually, that's exactly the line I wanted to say." In addition to being grateful, Qi Jin couldn't help but smile slightly, and the corners of her eyes curled up in front of the screen.
In good conscience, he believes that Yan Beixiang is much better than himself in terms of the sense of play.
A CV who can be admired like this, Qi Jin suddenly felt a heat in his heart, all the hard lumps in his chest turned into gravel, and the wind blew away without a trace.
In this case, he hopes to convey his thoughts truthfully.
Clearing his throat, Qi Jin sat up straight, and solemnly said the following words:
"Lord Yan Beixiang, that day was too short and the farewell was too hasty, so I never had time to tell you - in fact, I think you are a really powerful CV, and I was very impressed by the confrontation that night. Keep it in mind. During the official recording, there are some obstacles that cannot be overcome. The director pointed out the shortcomings. I clearly understand it in my heart, but there is no way to match it. At that time... I will recall the lines you read, and then slowly find the right feeling. "
Yan Beixiang didn't say a word, quietly listening on the other end of the line.
Qi Jin said this in one breath, his eyes drooping involuntarily, as if the other party's silence was putting pressure on him. Even though it would be embarrassing to say such a thing in person, he insisted on finishing it.
"There is one thing I have to say, even if I say that, it will offend a lot of related people. In the version that is officially released now, I think that our two main actors are performing well, but it is not the original feeling. It can even be said that —It’s a different story with the same background and different characters. It’s better than the version you played against… Personally, I like it very much.”
Really, like it a lot.
I like to review it over and over again, and reminisce about the fun and vivid tension of the play at that time, and the feeling of complementing each other.
"Actually, you are not wrong in the other version." Yan Beixiang's low voice sounded softly, "I can tell that you are adjusting yourself to cooperate with the other protagonist."
Qi Jin was stunned, an indescribable taste poured into his throat, astringent but not bitter.
"thanks… "
Thank you sincerely, I can't help but pass it on again. The feeling of being understood is so precious.
"It's me who needs to say thank you." Yan Beixiang's tone contained a tranquil tenderness that flowed into it, "Thank you for saying you like it."
For a few seconds, neither of the two exchanged words, just quiet.
Qi Jin kept a flat smile, gratified, moved, and more. There were still many compliments that he didn't say, but he suddenly felt that there was no need to explain them one by one, the meaning had already arrived, and he had no regrets.
Then, he suddenly remembered another thing.
When he was recording the sound, he inadvertently substituted Yan Beixiang's voice, but another person's thing came to mind.
"It's weird to say it," Qi Wei murmured half-jokingly, "your voice sometimes reminds me of someone I know in reality."
A very slight rustling sound came from the earphone, as if the other party moved the microphone.
After a while, he heard Yan Beixiang ask gently, "Is that person the one you hate?"
Qi Jin was stunned for a moment.
When he regained his senses, he smiled gently: "No, a... very respectable person. How could I possibly hate it?"
Hate? How can you possibly hate...
Not only is it not annoying, it almost went in the opposite direction.
Fortunately, I stopped this development in time. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable—
"It's not so much that I hate him, it's more that I hate myself." Qi Jin smiled bitterly and sighed inaudibly.
I don't know why, but when my heart is stuffy, I want to express my sincerity.
Like many people, he was speechless when facing relatives and friends like Ning Xiaoxiao, but it was Yan Beixiang who had just met someone who could tell him frankly.
"Why?" the man on the other end of the call asked.
"I'm sorry for disturbing the other person's life." Qi Jin's voice became lower.
Why open up this topic...
Obviously don't want to remember.
The feeling of depression came up little by little, and he regretted mentioning it. He was about to say something else, but Yan Beixiang suddenly asked, "Am I now... will I bother you too?"
Qi Jin was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled: "No, no, I will be very happy if someone can talk to me."
Lelton, repeating the old words: "I am also very happy to have the opportunity to play against you."
These words are from the heart.
He had originally planned to spend time alone in this empty house, relying on dubbing and browsing the web in his spare time. Suddenly such a person appeared, listening to him chanting and saying such words, my heart was surprisingly calm and peaceful.
Even when it comes to things that you don't want to mention, it's not as uncomfortable as you think.
"Is this all right?" Yan Beixiang asked in a very soft voice.
"What?" Qi Jin was a little confused.
"Speak, play against each other." The man repeated the two words and repeated it in a low voice, "Is that all right?"
Qi Jin suddenly realized that he was not referring to the conversation that started today unexpectedly, but a long-term agreement. In shock, his fingers trembled, and he almost accidentally clicked the button to terminate the call.
"Uh… "
His throat was dry and painful, and he could only make trivial single sounds. Totally, don't know how to answer.
The other party just didn't speak, but Qi Jin knew that he was waiting.
Hate it? it's OK.
Troubled? I can't say it's not troubled, but it's not trouble caused by disgust.
He was simply surprised, overwhelmed, and unrewarded by such a sudden kindness.
"Thank you... I will indeed be very happy to do this." Qi Jin slowly organized her thoughts and tried to show a relaxed smile, but failed. The voice was full of restraint and rationality, "But—"
However, you will find it troublesome one day.
The heart speaks sooner than the mouth.
Qi Jin shook his head with a wry smile, intending to decline this kindness.
Before he could really say it, the man had already responded, "Then I know."