F’s WeChat message came over: “Teacher Yu!!!”
"What's wrong?"
"Are you dissatisfied?"
"How could I not be satisfied?"
"But you are so calm. You were so excited when I was syncing with you before."
"I'm very excited."
Received several voice messages.
"Really? Really? When she sent it to me, I was running around the house. That's Su! Singing! She was willing to audition! When I sent her an email to invite her to the show, I was still very nervous. I didn't expect that when she replied to the email, she directly attached a sound audition file to me and asked me if this voice line was okay?"
"Wow, Su Chang, is it okay to ask me this voice? I'm about to cry. I can even imagine the tone of her voice when she asked me this. Can you imagine it? Can you? Teacher Yu."
Towards the end, F's speech speed became faster and faster, and he really started to cry with excitement.
As the messages came in one by one, the sound effect sounded like a sigh.
"Teacher Yu, let me tell you, Teacher Su is not only a nice person, but also very dedicated. I didn't even give her any audition lines, so how could I dare to let her audition? She actually went to find the original text herself, and auditioned the highlight lines."
"She actually read the original novel. Maybe you don't know, but it's not necessary to read the original novel. Usually, just reading the script is enough."
I know, how could I not know.
She always reads the original novel and often stays up late to read it.
Yu Zhou whispered in his heart.
Several emoticons of holding hearts were sent over. Yu Zhou clicked the "+" sign in the WeChat dialog box, wanting to choose a suitable emoticon to reply. After looking through them, he felt that there were too few and none of them were new, so he closed the dialog box and prepared to type.
I typed delete, deleted, and typed again, and the cursor kept flashing.
Xiang Wan's voice broke through the dialogue of the TV series: "Su Chang, is he a gentleman?"
I heard the person on the other end call her Teacher Su.
"No," Yu Zhou came back to his senses, sent a casual smiley face, and explained to Xiang Wan, "CV, that is, voice actor. The novel I wrote is going to be made into a radio drama, which is similar to the TV series we watch now, but there are no pictures, only auditory. As a voice actor, she interprets the characters I wrote with her voice."
"Interpretation, it's on TV too, right?" Xiang Wan is very studious.
"Well, it's similar to how you loved to watch plays back then. Liang Shanbo, Zhu Yingtai, and so on, they were all fake. The TV was the stage, and they copied people's faces, cut them like shadow puppets, and then put them on these screens and stages to perform."
Xiang Wan didn’t quite understand, but there were so many strange things that she could only accept it.
She wouldn't be surprised no matter what Yu Zhou said to her.
She regarded this time travel as a dream in a gossip book, or as if she herself died, and then went to hell or became a fairy, all strange and bizarre. She was like a child, starting over again.
"So," she tilted her head gently, her long hair hanging down, "what just appeared was Su Chang's voice. She played your role in this way."
"Yes, you are very good at learning from one example and applying it to other situations." Yu Zhou praised her with a smile on his face again.
This Miss Xiang is very interesting. She happened to appear when she was bored at home after quitting her job, so she could talk to her and relieve her boredom. But her name is also Wanwan, just like Xiaowanwan has become a spirit.