Huh, you can't calm down at all, okay...
Sure enough, you can't come into contact with people with aura too much, and even someone who is half-free in the second element of hers starts to sprouting a girl's heart... Hu Qiba thought about it... She took out the phone and tapped it on the counter unconsciously. Just like this, after receiving more than a dozen customers, my dad finally came back to take the place of the class after dinner.
She kept busy, saying she was hungry, and rushed out of the supermarket.
Next to the glass window, she picked up the phone for the first time and clicked on the voice from the first card.
"I've just been on the thirty-six-hour shift. I guess I will wake up until one in the middle of the night." If you have something, just leave a message and I will receive it when I wake up."
It was unpleasant, just fourteen seconds.
Then, the voice is over.
"Gu Sheng?" Suddenly someone came over, "Why don't you leave? Aren't you hungry?"
Gu Sheng was startled, and subconsciously stuffed his phone into his jacket pocket: "Looking for the car key..."
Fortunately... It was in handset mode just now.
But her heartbeat is still unstable, lest she will be discovered by this top-brand genuine fan.
She silently decided that she must have the habit of wearing headphones in the future, definitely! must! …
"Here," Dong Yiru picked it up from the ground with a smile, "It must be when you took the phone and dropped it, Gu Sheng, your face... Um, it's very red~" She finished, don't look into the voice deeply.
Gu Sheng pretended to be silly, and said casually, the bike flashed.
When she got home, she took out warm meals and opened Weibo.
In just over an hour, the reposting has been 2,000, the comments are almost equal, and there are dozens of private messages alone... Needless to say, of course, they are all kinds of remarks similar to Dong Yiru. She silently chose the latter item decisively, whether the official reply was "Thank you Sir" or pretending to be dead.
Then... I banned my comments on Weibo.
Hey.
She can really expect that this circle will definitely make complaints about her various gods in a long period of time.
She silently recalled the source of this incident, but she heard the sound of Chen Qingci in her room one early morning, and then mentioned the perfect dubbing group and the top adult with Geng Xiaoxing... Then she started stepping on shit. Cooperation... In just two months, spanning a New Year's Day holiday and a winter vacation, she hugged a bunch of thighs like this...
Gu Sheng silently took a bite of the chicken leg.
If you think of the first card, it’s not like turning off the computer.
Well, none of them are...
Top player... You didn't deliberately pave the way for this passage before you wanted to support me
She continued to bite the chicken legs, shutting down all the private messages of unfamiliar people one by one, and her good friends also responded with some smiles in a hurry. In the end, it was the President of the Music Society, who left her with a very calm message: Don't think that you can get the first card and you don't have to pay the debt. Tonight, be sure to give me "Drunk Style", remember! Pseudo son voice!
…
Gu Sheng is very depressed, this is all kind of taste! What a great taste!
If you want a son's voice, you want a man's voice, go directly to a man to sing TT.
With such a mood tonight, her voice must be floating, how can she pretend to be a romantic son? Maybe it’s a wretched singularity... Especially... I have to sing it...
Gu Sheng: Sir, would you like to find a man
President of Music Society: The organization needs you! Slow!
Gu Sheng:...
President of Music Society: I will let you sing with you out of tune! One attack and one receive!
Gu Sheng:...
President of Music Society: You are attacking!
Gu Sheng:...
Although there is still a debt of thirty or forty songs in the mailbox, this one's own debt cannot be avoided.
She cleaned up and started, listening to the accompaniment in her room, practicing, practicing, practicing... Such a difficult voice that ruined her throat, but also to attack the sound... She murmured countless times, and it was not until the middle of the night. Voice, the voice is already dumb. I sent the mailbox, and then I wrote to the president in private. Check the time, it was almost 12:30.
The soundproofing is good at home, do you want to pay another... debt
She cleared her throat, feeling nothing.
Just when there was nothing to do and there was no sleepiness, a private message suddenly came again.
I thought it was the president, but I didn't expect... it was the top card.
Chen Qingci: Yes. Woke up.
She looked at these three words, inexplicably... guilty.
After thinking for a long time, I went back.
Gu Sheng: Thirty-six hours of overtime is very hard, right? Adults, do you want to drink some water and continue to sleep
Chen Qingci: Yes. Receiving mail.
…
The top card means he is busy
When Gu Sheng was considering whether to continue to disturb, Chen Qingci had already returned: busy
Gu Sheng: Shaking his head, just relaxing. Just handed in a song.
Chen Qingci: Oh? What