Pu Tao didn't mean to wake up her friend, but if she couldn't find out who the voice came from tonight, she might have a chain of insomnia for a week.
When the third call was made, someone on the other end finally answered.
Xin Tian's voice was tired and procrastinated: "Hey...Sister, my good sister-you haven't slept yet..."
Pu Tao leaned on the chest of drawers and said straight to the point: "Where did you send my audio?"
Mentioning this, Xin Tian regained her spirits and raised her voice: "That? Didn't I tell you, it's the male protagonist in the radio drama I made this time, this sentence is a dialogue in the text, he said to the female protagonist of."
She eagerly asked for approval: "I'm drunk, so I cut this sentence to share with you! Isn't it amazing!"
Pu Tao made a light "um" sound.
"O-" Xin Tian teased: "You were also sued?"
Pu Tao didn't intend to hide her intentions: "Why do you think I woke you up all night."
"Ha!" Xin Tian screamed as if she wanted to pull her friends around in a circle of excitement, "I knew it! When the radio drama is released, I will share the link with you. Then you can listen to it carefully and listen to it a few more times."
Pu Tao was silent for a second: "First tell me what this CV is called."
This time, it was Xin Tian's turn to be stunned: "Huh?"
She is familiar with each CV: "It's Susu."
"Susu, is a big man called this?" This was a little different from Pu Tao's imagination. She thought that his stage name would be more glamorous.
Xin Tian denied: "nonono, Susu is the nickname given to him by fans, his name is Yunjiansu, the destination of the destination - it is said that it comes from 'the general, the old piano in his left hand, Yunjiansu', the proper sound is as its name suggests. "
This month, Bai Fengqing's name is scratching like a dog's tail grass, and Pu Tao's heart begins to rise and fall again.
She pinched her fingers on the counter: "Okay, I see, I'll search it tomorrow."
"Why, are you interested in others? When you hear about love?" Xin Tian was not surprised.
Pu Tao didn't have time to sort out and identify this sudden heart palpitations, so she could only give a relatively objective answer: "I think the sound is good."
Xin Tian sighed: "It's not just good, it's amazing, he doesn't do anything at all, he's full of emotions, and it's very easy for people to be immersed in the situation. I've experienced a lot of battles, but this is the first time I've done it. His main drama. Yunjiansu is a Buddhist player, and the script will only be accepted if it suits his heart. Although there are not many productions, each one is a boutique."
Pu Tao knew little about this circle: "Is he a very powerful character?"
"Well... It doesn't count as a super boss, but his skills are not inferior to god-level ones, and he also has a group of die-hard fans. I guess his main business is definitely not doing this, I guess he is just like me, it's purely a hobby. ."
The owner of the voice became concrete in Xin Tian's mouth.
…
Xin Tian talked more and more, and the topic expanded infinitely.
Later, she started anecdotes in the gossip circle. Pu Tao dealt with each other for more than half an hour, and finally waited until Xin Tian told herself that she was sleepy and said goodbye.
Pu Tao also lay back on the bed. She didn't want to take off her earphones, pursed her lips, and turned on the audio again:
"Why don't you sleep? I won't call you tomorrow."
Wow…
For the first time, she knew that there was a screaming chicken living in her body, no different from other girls.
She stuffed herself into the quilt and listened again in shame.
"Why are you not sleeping?"
"I won't call you tomorrow."
Alright, got it.
I slept, I slept.
She couldn't help but want to respond to the voice with anger.
Realizing all this, Pu Tao took the pillow aside and covered her face. It turned out that the corners of her mouth rose wildly and her cheekbones rose to the sky.
Just because of one sentence, she completely fell into love.
How can she sleep.
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The next day, Pu Tao had a half-day leave, and she slept until she woke up naturally.
It was three poles in the sun, and the warm sun at noon knocked on the window curtains, and the woman opened her sleepy eyes. She turned to her side and touched the phone and pressed it on.
It's past eleven.
Pu Tao yawned, tucked the blanket, and put the phone back to the pillow.
She closed her eyes again, and sure enough no one called her, and he didn't call her.
This thought flashed by, like drenching her head with ice water, and instantly woke her up.
Pu Tao was shocked to realize that in just one night, a lover had lived in his mobile phone. He planted a spring seed with his voice, and it took root and sprout in her mind from then on, which would remind her like a conditioned reflex.
This cognition grows wildly and is irresistible.
She is...
in love with...
Pu Tao sat up thumping and picked up the phone.
She clicked on Weibo and searched for the word "Yunjiansu".
She didn't expect that the first one would be the righteous master.
His avatar is very simple, it is a black solitary tower in the middle of Baishui, and his profile is even simpler. Like his name, there are only three words: free man.
Free man.
Pu Tao heard this term from Xin Tian, which is an independent CV that did not join any dubbing community.
She scrolled down. The number of men's Weibo posts was only more than 200, and they were basically broadcast on radio dramas or retweeted by events. There was no sharing of personal daily life, not even festive blessings. There is no trace of his three dimensions.
Zhiding is the only slightly human presence, with his contact email, and a notification that it will be broadcast live on an audio software at 8 o'clock every Tuesday night.
But even so, each of his Weibo has thousands of likes and hundreds of comments, which must be rare and precious in the eyes of 120,000 fans.
Done.
Pu Tao leaned against the head of the bed, and the lips unconsciously drew an arc.
This person, what's going on, why is every feature in her Su point, he is mysterious, cold, alienated, but his voice can make people turn into a princess and become his unique eldest lady.
It didn't take much time, Pu Tao turned to the bottom of his Weibo.
His Weibo is unremarkable, but his people should have content, and because he has not revealed any clues, this book will be more fascinating and worth looking into.
Pu Tao clicked to follow, she thought, this should be their second intersection.
You have to think of a way to create a third, a fourth, an infinite number.
Pu Tao is a very active woman.
While brushing her teeth, she looked at Yunjiansu's Weibo comment.
Fans are like a large nest of young birds, fluffing their feathers and waiting to feed, eagerly waiting for him to produce food to relieve his hunger.
She imitated their expressions of love in her heart, and found that this was not her weakness, on the contrary, she could do better, if conditions allowed.
In the afternoon, Pu Tao went to work as usual. She works in a surveying and mapping engineering company and is a leader in the department. She is very efficient in drawing and has almost no loopholes.
She likes this job very much. Wearing three-dimensional glasses and headphones is like wearing protective colors. She is immersed in the process of reproducing and integrating the miniature world, which can isolate a lot of unnecessary social interaction.
This line of work requires patience and meticulousness, but the constant work content day after day will also bring about monotony and boredom that cannot be ignored.
Usually, Pu Tao will draw pictures and listen to songs.
Today she changed to a new way of adjusting, and she began to listen to Yunjiansu's radio drama.
During this period, she had to keep covering her lips so as not to make herself look like a grinning melon rind suffering from madness. A man's voice penetrates the body and mind too much, and the sense of substitution is too strong. While being a social animal, she has become a much-loved novel heroine. She never thought that there is such a pastime in the world.
In the past, she was too stupid, how could she be willing to be a copper wall and an iron wall, no matter how much friends she talked about, she stayed still, and almost missed the world-shattering treasure.
She snickered until the evening, when a colleague interrupted her to ask her if she wanted to order takeout together, and she escaped from that dreamland and returned to the real world.
"Huh?" Pu Tao took off her earphones.
The male colleague glanced at her, froze for a moment, and suddenly forgot what to say.
Pu Tao has the beautiful face and slender figure that Rongcheng girls are used to, but they are a little cold and not fake.
At this moment, she has a rare brow with spring in her eyes, vivid to the point of being absent-minded.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Pu Tao held her face and said, "I still eat Hexing's pork chop rice."
The male colleague nodded without hesitation: "Okay."
Then left her station.
After transferring the meal money to the colleague, Pu Tao used her mobile phone to view Yunjiansu's Weibo again. It was expected that there was no new content, but through the archaeology in the afternoon, she learned more about him.
She found that the heroines of several romantic radio dramas with Yunjiansu are all cute and active, with pure and beautiful voices.
Maybe this is his orientation.
But the peach is very different from it.
Her voice is not moving, and even if it is deliberately lowered, it will not be linked to the gentleness. This is her inferiority point, and it is also the reason why she only dares to speak out in front of her friends. They all jokingly call her, "Rongcheng Zhou Xun", "Chuan Province Wang Ruolin" .
But that's okay.
She can take the initiative.
Thinking of this, Pu Tao tapped the private message with her fingertips and typed quickly.
One sentence came out of her mind:
"I declare in advance that I didn't mean to harass you. It was my ear that screamed at me for a day and a night. It said that it wants to know you. If you want, I hope you can take the time to give it an answer. Thank you."
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