Chapter 92:

The air was silent for a while.
Because I like sound, pay attention and listen every night?
Yi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
Yu Yan stiffened his head and said, "He has been playing other roles before, that is ... an old role, for many years. I thought he was going to retire in a few years. Today I suddenly found that he was back to play Uncle Qing ... I was so excited that I ran to the toilet. "
Yi Chen's face did not improve: "Uncle Qing?"
Yu Yan explained: "It is the voice of 17 to 25 years old."
Immediately glorious step into 28-year-old Yi Chen silent.
Young people's hobbies are not very easy to understand, but he can understand.
For a while, he asked, "What other voice actors do you like?"
"No more!" Yu Yan rushed to make it clear, blurted out, "I like him one."
"..."
Yi Chen asked again, "Listen every night, wouldn't you be tired?"
"No. He assigned a lot of anime, cut together can listen for months without repeating."
Yi Chen pursed his lips without saying a word.
After packing the bed, Yu Yan lay back on the bed. He didn't hear the answer for a long time. He thought about it for a moment, and then he realized that the words he had just used may be inappropriate.
When he turned over and raised his hand, he held Yi Chen's chin and explained, "No. I just like his voice ... I have a voice control."
Yi Chen raised an eyebrow: "What is voice control?"
"That is, people who like good sounds." Yu Yandao said, "It's the kind of fan that loves stars, and will wait for his work to support him."
Yi Chen asked him to hold his face, stay still, and talk indifferently.
The boredom is just a moment. He didn't speak, but suddenly remembered another thing.
The last time he came to Manyang, Yu Yan also cut the two of them and listened to them.
After a while, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about me?"
"Ok?"
"Did I contribute to the playback?"
Yu Yanyi: "... what?"
Yi Chen's tone was as usual: "Little anchor and big boss have to say ..."
Before Yu Chen's title was finished, Yu Yan's eyes widened in shock: "How do you know--"
"The fan's private message was shared with me, and they should share it with you too." Afraid of his assassination, Yi Chen readily found an excuse, "Did you listen?"
Yu Yan's throat knot moved gently: "Listen."
I just listened to it, and I had to listen to it several times before going to bed each night, which was longer and longer than those of the British University.
Yi Chen asked: "How much playback has contributed."
Yu Yan withdrew his hand, but Deet was embarrassed, but his mouth was very honest: "From the day of the first issue to the present, remove the two nights you came and take a three-four-five ..."
Yi Chen was shocked. So that night, Yu Yan would fall asleep listening to his voice because it was "voice control"?
If you think about it, the other party threw down the gun and showed him his goodness ... It seems that it was just when he opened the wheat.
Thinking, he felt a sense of crisis inexplicably.
He raised his hand and dragged people into his arms, asking: "How many people's voices have you liked in total?"
Yu Yan said: "Excluding your words, four."
Yi Chen asked: "I won in the end? So do you like me?"
Yu Yan said, "No! I like you, it has nothing to do with your voice ..."
Speaking of this, Yu Yan felt a little embarrassed. He thought about it and gave up, "Okay. Even if it was a little related at first, it was just like the star chaser, but then ..."
Yi Chen interrupted him: "You don't need to explain."
"Really--"
"I didn't think much about it." Yi Chen tensed his hands, squeezed a pinch of his hair, and put it on his hands. "But we have to say yes."
Yu Yan looked up at him: "What?"
"You can't like other people in the future," Yi Chen said. "Voices can't."
Yu Yan would like to respond, but ... this doesn't seem to be beyond his control.
At best, he can only control his own hands, and don't contribute his playback to those clipped videos.
He said, "I'll do my best, okay."
Yi Chen said, "No."
Yu Yan: "..."
For a while, Yi Chen sighed.
He approached suddenly and bit the tip of Yu Yan's ear lightly, saying, "I can speak Japanese."
Yu Yan felt that all his blood was pouring towards his ears. He opened his mouth and could only make a sound: "Ah."
"Which one do you like to listen to the Japanese dubbers? I can learn." Yi Chen rubbed his ears with his lips, his voice was low, "You want to listen later, just ask me, don't listen to others."
Yu Yan was blushed with this voice. He remembered Yi Chen's words, and his heart was full of incredibleness.
Going on like this, he's afraid he won't have to sleep tonight.
For a moment, Yu Yan nodded his head in a random way, rescued his ears, and then stretched his arms around Yi Chen's waist.
"I see." He put his head on Yi Chen's left cheek and muffled. "You don't have to learn, you usually talk ... I like to listen."

Two days passed quickly, Yi Chen left the day, and Yu Yan got up early.
Nothing else, he wanted to make a bowl of breakfast noodles.
After having breakfast and packing, they took a taxi to the airport.
Because they were reluctant, the two honed the door that they would go out for most of the meeting at home, so it was time for Yi Chen to go through the security check after receiving the ticket.
Yu Yan said: "Then you go, call me after getting off the plane."
"it is good."
"Every night video ... as usual?"
"Ok."
Yu Yan was relieved, and he nodded: "Go."
Yi Chen stood still, without moving: "Nothing to say?"
"Yes." Yu Yan suddenly remembered something, "Jincheng seems to have cooled down these days? Would you be cold if you wear two clothes ..."
Yi Chen laughed, raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Not this."
After saying that, Yu Yan hadn't moved yet. He exhausted his patience, lowered his head slightly, and kissed people who were still talking.
Yu Yan was quiet immediately.
Pedestrians passing by are watching them. The staff at the security entrance were also watching them.
Yi Chen didn't care, he laughed: "Stupid?"
Yu Yan resisted heartbeat, and quickly returned to God.
"No."
He calmly pretended to hold up Yi Chen's tie and carefully put it back in his suit.
Then he looked up and kissed him back: "... Go in."
In the following days, Yu Yan could receive Feng Xiong's phone call almost every day.
He would still pick up the first few, until he understood that the other party had no intention to sue him, and then dragged the number directly to the blacklist.
He met with the lawyer several times, and the other side was Yu Minyang's younger brother, who was very kind to him.
When I heard that Yu Yan was going to sue Feng Xiong, lawyer Qin nodded and said truthfully: "Xiao Yan, in fact, I personally don't mind you suing. The other party's spread is not large. Even if the case is won, it is just an apology letter and The compensation, the amount of compensation will not be too large. Usually the celebrities sued paparazzi, mostly for the public. And the other party has not been in contact with you recently? If you talk to him, I feel that private settlement is not bad. No. "
Yu Yan shook his head: "I still intend to sue, lawyer Qin."
This incident affected not only himself, but also Starry TV. He heard that Good Show recently secretly engaged in other platforms, and he was focusing on the topic of "Starry TV maintains the contract anchor".
Attorney Qin nodded and did not persuade. He sorted out the information and put it back in the briefcase: "No problem. Then you wait for my news."
After saying goodbye to the lawyer, Yu Yan went out and stopped a taxi.
As soon as I got on the car, my phone rang.
Lu Xiu and the other spoke slowly: "That, Xiaoyan ... are you convenient to speak now?"
Yu Yan said, "It's convenient. What's wrong?"
"That," said Lu Xiu, and he paused. "Let me. I just need to find you something."
As he slurped, Yu Yan said, "What's the matter? You say it directly."
"I," Lu Xiuhe took a deep breath, "--I want to borrow some money from you."
Lu Xiuhe felt a little embarrassed when he said this sentence. He lived for twenty years and has never asked someone to borrow money. He spends it when he has it, and does n’t spend it when he does n’t. of.
He just talked to the family, but his dad didn't even need to give it. He questioned him for more than half an hour, scared him to deal with a few words and hurried out.
Lu Xiu scratched his hair, waiting for Yu Yan to speak, and continued: "I can pay you back in the New Year, of course, if you are inconvenient, even Ha."
Yu Yan said, "How much?"
Lu Xiuhe's voice was low again: "Twenty thousand."
Yu Yan is a bit surprised. The number is more or less.
He said, "OK, is 20,000 enough?"
"Enough, I just give a birthday present," said Lu Xiuhe, "thank you Xiaoyan."
Yu Yan was even more surprised: "Birthday gifts ... would you like to buy such an expensive one? Uncles and aunts are going to birthday?"
"No, I gave it to a friend." Lu Xiuhe Zai Yuyan couldn't hold back anymore, he murmured, "The stupid man is so yin and yang every day, saying that I didn't want to be with him even for my birthday, and that I was mean. It scared him when I arrived, and threw tens of thousands of belts on his face! "
Roughly speaking, actually ... just want to surprise each other?
Lu Xiu and himself are both lovers of birthdays, not to mention buying expensive gifts for friends. It seems that he has come out of the last failed online dating.
Yu Yan didn't say anything. After hanging up the phone, he immediately turned the money around, then looked up out of the window, his thoughts drifted with the speed of the car.
birthday? Surprise?
These two words are put together, and a sense of romance emerges.
For a long time, Yu Yan took back God, opened the WeChat sticky dialog box, and typed a few words: "What is your birthday ..."
Halfway through, he paused, and quickly deleted it all.
If you ask, it's not a surprise.
So how do you know?
He frowned for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lighted up. He quickly opened Baidu, wrote Yi Chen's name, and a series of information jumped out immediately.
The first thing to look at is the photo next to the encyclopedia.
It was actually a frontal picture of the Eight Classics. I do n’t know when it was taken, anyway, it was not recent.
The eyebrows in the photos have not changed, but the overall look is a little less mature, a few more immature, and there is a little pride in the eyes.
So handsome.
Yu Yan saved this picture, so he looked at the details next to him.
A few seconds later, his eyes widened suddenly.
That day, Yi Chen worked until ten in the evening.
At the end of the year, things piled into a mountain, and it took him more than half a day to just need the documents he reviewed.
When he got home, he rubbed his eyebrows. The first thing he did was send a WeChat message to the little boyfriend.
As a result, five minutes passed without waiting for the other party's reply.
He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, and just raised his hand to play the video-it was rejected.
Yi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't play again, but just raised his hand and opened the live platform icon next to WeChat.
Yu Yan could not return his news, there was only one possibility.
Sure enough, I saw a familiar live broadcast room on the homepage of the live broadcast platform-[yanxyan: big reward at the end of the year! From Monday to Wednesday, you can put on a vest with a thousand and one thousand presents in the live room, and you can jump in at any time. 】
As soon as he went in, he saw his little boyfriend talking to the water friend while he was loading: "Dream boss is going to sleep? Okay, yes, next time I can get in the car at any time. Is there any water friend coming? Brush You can get on the train for fifteen thousand ... Time to broadcast? It doesn't matter, as long as the boss wants to get on the train, I will take it and then broadcast. "
Yi Chen was black-faced and thrown a Xinghai gift without blinking.
Yu Yan met, first hesitated, and it took a long time to respond. His voice was distressed: "... Thank you 1 boss Xinghai."
Then he responded immediately in private.
Little anchor :! !! !!
Little anchor: Don't lose the gift!
1: Who made you ignore me.
1: The scheduled live broadcast time, what's wrong? Still inspiring water friends to continue to brush gifts into the car?
Little anchor: I only occasionally return, just these days.
1: No.
Little anchor: ... then I will take two more water friends to play! I have received their gifts.
Two?
Yi Chen frowned. Could this person have planned to take one night?
1: Ask them to come back another day, or return the gift.
Little anchor: No, no, with two is 1500.
This series of numbers is not money at all in Yi Chen's eyes.
Seeing this tone, he laughed and replied.
1: Why suddenly became a little rich man.
In the video, Yu Yan's expression was very difficult.
After a while, a message jumped out.
Little anchor: ... you don't understand.
Little anchor: I have to support my family, it is very hard.
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