My vase is broken

After deciding on the song to be released, Ling An would often go to Meng Qing's studio and stay there all day long.

During the period, Gu Linhan also found a program that was recorded in S City, which was a dubbing-type web drama.

The show was not very popular, and due to budget reasons, the number of guests invited would not be particularly large, but there were two veteran entertainers and professional voice actors in charge of the show, and their popularity was not high or low. Finally, there was still a group of regular audiences, and the reputation was not bad.

After hearing the name of the program, Ling An couldn't find it in his memory, so he simply watched an episode with his computer in his arms. Overall, it was good. It was a program that was really intended to be dubbed, so he agreed.

The recording time of the program was relatively tight, and the official recording was three days later. Ling An adjusted the time to go to Meng Qing to practice singing, and picked two animations, one English movie, and one Chinese movie to practice quickly.

Gu Linhan has been Ling An's agent for more than a year, and has been working part-time as an assistant. He almost follows Ling An and knows his strength.Ling An himself is a graduate of a major, talented, hardworking, and his lines are not bad, but it is too difficult to practice the dubbing of four movies in just two days.

He watched Ling An practice non-stop until midnight, his voice became hoarse, and he suddenly felt a little frustrated.

I can't help but feel that if I have more network resources, I can find a more suitable program.

"What's wrong?" Ling An stopped to drink water to moisten his throat, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Linhan's dejected expression.

Paused, "Could it be that I'm a poor match?"

Turn on the recording, listen to it again, no, it’s not that he is narcissistic, it’s obviously great, the emotions are almost in place.

"No, I just," Gu Linhan scratched his head a few times and sighed, "I feel so useless."

Ling An put down his script book, walked over and sat down, "Not really."

Gu Linhan looked up.

Ling An rubbed his chin, "There will always be someone worse than you, such as those trash in the original company who wanted to send their artists to the gold master's bed every day to exchange resources.

In such a comparison, you are very good. "

"...Comparing me with them, I thank you." Gu Linhan was so angry that all feelings of guilt flew away.

Seeing that he was no longer depressed, Ling An laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Gu Linhan, you are very good, not bad at all, be confident."

Gu Linhan looked away, picked up the cup to drink water, covered his expression, and whispered, "Mingming is younger than me."

When Ling An heard this, he said in his heart, I am not younger than you, I will be me in three years, and I am one year older than you!

—

In the rehearsal before the official recording, Ling An arrived at the studio early.

When he arrived, no one else came, and the staff was still setting up the stage. Someone pointed to the dressing room and asked him to go there by himself, so no one greeted him.

His coffee place is too small.

The staff didn't take him seriously, but they were polite.

Having died once, Ling An's mentality has completely changed. In his previous life, he would be angry if he was ignored like this, and he would just feel happy and at ease.

Greeting the angry Gu Linhan to sit down, Ling An took out his phone and posted on Weibo.

After the last trending search, his Weibo fans doubled, and now it is almost 50. New fans are still active, and they leave messages under his daily posts from time to time.

He sent out the flowers and plants at home, fans commented: Little brother is awesome!

He posted the finished cake, and fans commented: Little brother is awesome!

Anyway, whatever he posts is great, just blow it off.

Although it was a rainbow fart, Ling An had to admit that he was blown away and very happy.

Last night, he sent a "good night" with a note in his own handwriting. After posting on Weibo, he naturally opened the comment section.

Originally, I thought that the comment section would praise him in a very harmonious and unified way, but today I think it is a bit different from him.

Not particularly harmonious.

After digging around a bit, he found that the cause was a fan named "Mr. Qin".

Speaking of which, this ID name is familiar to him.

Recently, every time he posted on Weibo, he would comment and check in on time. His words were very concise, and he felt cold and difficult to approach through the screen. It reminded him of Qin Yan for a while.

"Mr. Qin" replied in his comment area: Why don't you answer the phone.

This blows the pot.

What do fans hate the most?Bastard fan!

Although illegitimate fans also chase stars, these people are selfish and always self-centered, disturbing others without knowing it, and everyone classifies "Mr. Qin" as illegitimate fans.

So, people began to attack him in the comment area.

"Mr. Qin" didn't seem to understand why everyone attacked him, and replied a few times, all in a puzzled tone, and some didn't take it seriously, and didn't care.

It was this attitude that made everyone even more irritable.

Ling An was a bystander. He read all the replies from "Mr. Qin" and poked at the other party's Weibo... Don't say it, it's quite similar.

Just focus on him alone.

All Weibo likes are related to him.

But he felt that "why didn't you answer the phone" was too natural, as if he really knew him.

The image of Qin Yan in his mind gradually took shape, he flicked his phone, and couldn't help but be lost in thought, it should, can't it?

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, "Ling An?"

Hearing this, Ling An turned his head, "Huh?"

Gu Linhan leaned over and reminded him in a low voice, "Xiang Jun, Liu Guoming is here."

These two are old-fashioned artists who are resident in the program group. They are in their fifties. They are both veteran actors. They have appeared in TV dramas and movies in recent years, often playing supporting roles. Their popularity is incomparable to that of the current new generation of actors, but When it comes to acting skills, it can beat many people.

After hearing this, Ling An got up and looked towards the door, and saw the staff leading two people in with a respectful attitude.

Meeting the eyes of the two, Ling An smiled and said, "Hello, two teachers, I am Ling An, and I am the guest of this episode."

Liu Guoming was not familiar with his personality, so he nodded at Ling An and sat down beside him. Xiang Jun was known as a gentle and kind person, and smiled at Ling An, "Welcome, I hope you can have a good time."

"Definitely." Ling An nodded.

"Would you mind signing it for me?" Xiang Jun said again.

Ling An was slightly taken aback, then Xiang Jun laughed, "My daughter likes you very much."

Ling An had worked with Xiang Jun in his previous life, and knew that he had a daughter who was in high school, whom he loved very much. Back in time two years, Xiang Jun's daughter was only in junior high school.

"Okay." Ling An asked Gu Linhan for a pen and paper, "What's your daughter's name?"

"Xiang Yanxi."

Ling An quickly finished signing, wrote a common blessing, added "Thank you for liking", and handed it to Xiang Jun.

Gu Linhan glanced at the signature version, and waited until Xiang Jun walked to the side before poking Ling An and asking, "When did you change the font of your signature?"

Ling An realized it later, and realized that he had used the usual signature method without any hassle.

...But it doesn't matter.

"After returning home, I calmed down and practiced calligraphy, and designed a new signature by the way. Does it look good?"

"It's pretty good." Gu Linhan didn't think much about it.

After a while, other guests also came, and the rehearsal officially began, with Ling arranged at the end.

The actor ahead of him, Zhou Linhuai, is quite well-known. A web drama was popular before, and he has many fans. He is a little bit flustered. He doesn’t dare to be presumptuous in front of Xiang Jun and Liu Guoming. Others are different. I didn't pay attention to it.

Especially for Ling An.

After being stared at several times by cold eyes, Ling An still has feelings no matter how dull he is.

???

Has he offended the other party?

When Zhou Linhuai glared over again, Ling An looked over directly.

It seemed that he didn't expect Ling An to look at him directly, Zhou Linhuai was startled for a second, his expression became more thorough, and he said, "What's the use of being good-looking, a vase."

Countless small question marks appeared above Ling An's head.

are you crazy.

"You praise me for my good looks. I agree. After all, I am good-looking." He hooked his lips, "Don't be too jealous."

Zhou Linhuai became even more annoyed, "Why are you so proud? If it wasn't for you to hype yourself up and become popular, would the show crew invite you? Just be a vase, thinking you are so great."

Ling An gracefully straightened the cuffs of his shirt, raised his slender and fair hands, resting his chin, and smiled not reaching his eyes, "It's amazing, you have to have the capital to be a vase, like you, it will never be possible."

After a pause, he added slowly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not praising your acting skills."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhou Linhuai, seeing that the other party was trembling with anger, he closed his hands in satisfaction, hey, he was not angry, he was indeed a newcomer who was too flamboyant, and he had to receive more socialist iron fist education in the future.

The arrival of the staff interrupted Zhou Linhuai's accumulated anger, which was about to explode, and it was his turn to appear on the stage.

He glared at Ling An again.

Ling An looked at him with a half-smile.

The four works selected by Zhou Linhuai were not too difficult, so they were well matched. When he stepped off the stage, he was a little proud and raised his chin very high.

The last one is Ling An.

The four films he selected span a wide range, including the voices of children, young people, middle-aged voices with vicissitudes, and old voices that have gone through thousands of sails.

The rehearsal doesn't need to be complete, just a few lines for each film. Ling An stood on the stage, and with the changes of the film on the screen, several voice lines switched seamlessly.

Liu Guoming, Xiang Jun and several professional voice actors stopped talking and raised their heads.

The director and producer also stared at Ling An intently, their expressions tinged with surprise, as if they had discovered a big treasure.

Ling An made the last sound, came down from the stage, nodded to the stunned staff, and passed by Zhou Linhuai, he stopped and smiled, "I'm taller than you, and I can crush you in strength, what do you say Are you angry?"

Tomorrow is the official recording, the rehearsal is over, and after greeting the others, Ling An takes Gu Linhan and leaves.

He had to go to Meng Qing to practice singing.

Following him, Gu Linhan couldn't help but look at him.

"Is there something on my face?" Ling An asked, took the thermos from his hand, and took a sip of water.

"No, I'm just surprised."

"Ok?"

"You deserve it too well!"

"Actually, it's a little bit worse," Ling An said, "I went to bed too late yesterday, woke up too early today, and there are inexplicable people finding fault, it's not the best state.

Make an adjustment tonight and tomorrow will be better. "

Gu Linhan took back the thermos, "Well, go to bed early today."

"By the way, did I offend Zhou Linhuai?" Otherwise, I would target him inexplicably.

"No, today is the first time you have met." Gu Linhan said, "Don't worry, I will check it out."

Ling An let out a "hmm".

He walked out of the building and walked towards the parking lot. Just two steps away, a black Phaeton drove up and stopped beside him, and Qin Yan got out of the car.

"Ling An."

"Mr. Qin?" Ling An looked at him.

Qin Yan was still wearing a well-tailored suit, but today he didn't wear a tie, showing his Adam's apple, sexy and abstinent.

"Finished with work?" He added, "Grandpa wants to see you."

Mr. Jiang wants to see him?

Regarding the termination of the contract, Ling An was very grateful to the old man. Since the old man wanted to see him, he thought for a while and handed the car keys to Gu Linhan, "You go back first."

What Gu Linhan wanted to say, Ling An had already boarded Qin Yan's car.

After fastening his seat belt, Ling An called Meng Qing again, and after hanging up, he saw Qin Yan staring at his phone.

"Mr. Qin?" Is his phone strange?Isn't it the SpongeBob mobile phone case?

"There is electricity."

???

What do you mean?

Ling An asked: "What do you want to say?"

Qin Yan moved his eyes up and landed on Ling An's face, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Why is this sentence so familiar?Seeing Qin Yan looking at his phone again, Ling An contacted the "Youdian" just now, he understood a little bit, and asked tentatively, "Does Mr. Qin have Weibo?"

Qin Yan didn't hide anything, "Yes."

"May I take the liberty to ask, what is the Weibo name?"

"Mr. Qin."

Ling An: "..."

It really is!