I want to be a good person [Quick Transmigration]

Wuxiang's upright posture suddenly collapsed.

Bai Jingli's eyes slapped him hard, and he asked the system in disbelief, "Aren't I handsome?"

The system told him sincerely: "Host Sama, you are very handsome, don't doubt it."

Wu Xiang immediately said: "That must be the villain's duplicity. He was obviously deceived by my beauty, but he still refused to admit it. The blackening value is the best proof."

"No, host Sama, I haven't had time to tell you that he lost this blackening value because you made him soy milk." The system quickly added after speaking, "But the fact that host Sama is handsome, I am impressed. The villain is only a matter of time."

"If you keep working hard, gold will always shine, unless the person who picked it up is blind." Wu Xiang looked at the soup pot and muttered, "It's indeed a shell, even the taste is so similar."

The soy milk in the pot was boiling white, he grabbed the sugar and sprinkled it in, and asked the system: "So in the next world, the villain will still taste like this. But his thinking and character are another person?"

The system said: "Yes, just like the host Sama said, changing the chip does not change the shell."

Bai Jingli, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, paused.

He realized that as a villain, his cognition was far from that of a traveler.The traverser not only thinks that he is a fictional character, but also thinks that he is not the same person in every world.Even if they look exactly the same, and their taste in food remains the same, they are just a series of game chips.

Then in the ensuing confrontation, he must not only implement the designed script and continue to stimulate the memory of the traverser, but also make the traverser suspect that he has always been the same person under the skin.

After washing up and going out, Wu Xiang had already put the food on the table.There is no coriander in the cold preserved egg, there is no garlic sauce in the cucumber, there is no chili in the vinegar bean sprouts, and the soy milk is full of sweetness.

Bai Jingli raised his eyebrows slightly: "He actually avoided all my thunder spots."

Wu Xiang looked pleasantly surprised: "Really, I made it according to my own taste, we really hit it off."

"It's Nie Yuan." After Bai Jingli said, seeing Wuxiang's smile froze, he didn't take it to heart at all, and sat down directly, "What are you doing in a daze, eat."

Wu Xiang hurriedly responded, pushed a bowl of soy milk in front of him, and then sat down.Bai Jingli didn't move his chopsticks, and asked him first: "You said you lost something, have you reported it to the police?"

Of course it is impossible for Wuxiang to report the crime. If the things are recovered, he has no reason to stay here.He opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I found that my luggage was left in the taxi, and I reported it to the police at that time... But you also know in this society, there are so many people who are greedy for cheap, it may be hard to find... But don't worry, senior, I will tell you after I finish talking to you." Go back, I won't bother you for too long."

"En." Bai Jingli picked up the spoon and took a sip.

Wuxiang hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Bai Jingli said, and went to pick up vegetables again. He chewed very slowly, but his eyebrows kept stretching.

Wu Xiang felt relieved when he saw this, and started to eat with chopsticks.He was planning an idea and was hesitating how to speak, when Bai Jingli suddenly put down his chopsticks and frowned slightly: "No, you haven't finished following the recording studio yet, why did you leave everything in the taxi?"

Wuxiang explained: "That's right. The hotel I stayed in before was too bad, so I wanted to change to another place. I didn't expect that the room was ready, but all the documents and luggage were lost during the transfer."

This excuse was barely plausible, Bai Jingli stopped asking, and continued to dig into the dishes: "How many days do you have to finish following the shed?"

The implication is that you still have a few days to fuck off,

"A week or two, I..." Wuxiang peeked at Bai Jingli's face, took a spoon and stirred the bowl twice, as if he still wanted to say something.

Bai Jingli didn't even lift his head: "Fart, let go."

Wu Xiang cleared his throat, and tentatively said: "Senior, that...you really quit our clan?"

Bai Jingli glanced at him impatiently: "I said it's fake, do you believe it?"

Wuxiang said: "I believe whatever the senior says."

"Grumpy."

"It's true." Wuxiang looked at him sincerely: "Actually, I joined our clan because I admired my seniors."

Bai Jingli wiped the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of sarcasm under the tissue: "Damn, you're older than me, you're stronger than me, do you admire me?"

Wu Xiang was a little anxious: "I'm not lying, I wasn't interested in online dubbing at first. When I was working with Yuhua, she listened to some works of Wuzu Studio. You are the main character in it. There is still a little gap, but it is very spiritual, I like it very much, so I proposed to join our clan, and I look forward to working with you."

Bai Jingli poured cold water on his enthusiasm: "But I don't want to cooperate with you. As I said, I have a physical dislike for your voice."

"Okay... I still want to ask senior to help me with the script. Now that I know, senior will definitely not agree." Wuxiang lowered his eyelids in disappointment, "I'm sorry for making you so annoying."

Bai Jingli looked at him: "Script?"

"Yes, the script of "Nine Heavens Tribulation"."

Bai Jingli slammed the table and stared, "Are you kidding me? You clearly know why "Nine Heavens Tribulation" doesn't use me, and how did the conflict between me and my family come about, and you still deliberately use this to disgust me?"

Wu Xiang hurriedly said: "That's not what I meant. No matter what others think, in my heart, senior is the most suitable for the role of that fairy... If senior is willing to discuss the script with me, I will definitely be able to perform well."

"It's a good idea, but why should I help you? You deserve both fame and fortune, and I won't get any money." Bai Jingli stood up and said coldly, "You are a master who relies on your voice to make a living. I have to be busy earning money to make ends meet, so I don’t have time to spend with you.”

Wu Xiang also stood up and blurted out: "I'll give you money!"

Bai Jingli was heading towards the kitchen with his empty bowl, when he heard this, his footsteps stopped.Wuxiang hurried to catch up with him: "As long as senior is willing to help me correct the notebook, I will charge you according to the number of words."

Billing is based on the number of words, and generally large-scale games or movies will be settled in this way.Wu Xiang really spent all his money for this free radio drama.

Bai Jingli looked at him like a fool for a few seconds: "Are you sick?"

Wuxiang asked the system to roughly estimate the number of words in the main character's lines in the full text, and his heart was bleeding: "What the hell is that much money?"

The system said: "Host Sama, this is a main subject essay, the writing is exquisite, in addition to serious lines, there are also a lot of inner os, so there are a lot of them."

Wu Xiang gritted his teeth: "It doesn't matter, I show off my wealth, and I have to show off when I cry."

He said to Bai Jingli: "Senior, I really like your voice, and I also treat this work with sincerity. You just treat me as sick."

"It's up to you." Bai Jingli walked into the kitchen with a contemptuous expression, opened the lid of the pot and scooped soybean milk into the bowl, "Give me a deposit of 5000 yuan first."

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you right away."

"Well, I'm busy during the day and come to me with my notebook at night."

"Good senior!"

In fact, Wuxiang is also very busy. Although the shed was found temporarily, there is still a lot of work.Taking advantage of the break, Wuxiang sent a message to Yuhua: "I went out of town in the past two days, how much have you written for the script of "Nine Heavens Tribulation"?"

Soon, Yanhua sent a few question marks, saying: "Isn't the first issue for you? It's ready so soon? I'll figure it out, there are [-] episodes in all, and now the screenwriter has only rushed to the fifth issue. But only the first three issues were finalized."

"Give me the second and third episodes, and please write the rest as soon as possible. My dubbing friend is a little free these two days. I mentioned this drama to him. He said that he would read a few more episodes of the script to make sure there are no surprises." , he is willing to go to sea."

Yu Hua was puzzled: "Can't you ask him to try the voice first? If he can do it, but we think it's not suitable, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Wuxiang thought for a while, and said, "No, it's all his own. The main reason is that he is very busy, and he feels that the audition also needs to understand the script and characters. With that effort, he has already completed most of the period."

"...Okay, I'm sending out your scripts for the second and third episodes now, and the rest will be sent to you as soon as possible. Please also call your friend earlier."

"no problem."

Wuxiang finished fooling around and continued to work in the recording studio.After finishing work, he ran to a nearby shopping mall to buy a high-grade pajamas and a change of coat, and went to the food area to pick up large and small bags before returning to Baijing to leave home.

As Mange, Bai Jingli was not in a good mood. He continued to scold him on Weibo, and some people even dissed him for opening a Taobao store to earn fans' money.Although the fans organized a group to go shopping in his store in order to demonstrate and support his master, he knew that this was just a boom.After a while, if he can't clean up, his popularity will definitely be muddied.

Wuxiang was well aware of these situations, so he asked a few questions with concern on his face, and Bai Jingli scolded him with a dark face, "What nonsense, go cook."

Wu Xiang went into the kitchen in an orderly manner, but he gloated in his heart and thought: "I told you to do it, I told you to be flirtatious, it should be."

Wu Xiang stuffed the food he had bought into the refrigerator. It is not advisable to eat too greasy at night, so he only made two bowls of light noodle soup.Because Bai Jingli was angry in his heart, there was basically no communication between the two of them during this meal.After eating and cleaning the dishes, Wu Xiang hurriedly took a thick stack of printed scripts into Bai Jingli's room.

"Senior, shall we begin?"

"Ah."

Wu Xiang looked around, and said with a smile: "Senior, let's go to the microphone and start recording. If the dubbing is in place, I can directly play it in the drama. Even if the dubbing is not in place, when I reverse the sound, I can feel it when I listen to your recording. .”

Bai Jingli clicked his tongue, "Why are there so many things going on?" Although he was reluctant, he sat down in front of the computer and opened the recording software.

Wu Xiang gave one of the scripts to Bai Jingli, pointed to the names circled in red pen on it, and said, "Senior, look, this is the character you helped me with, and it's called Bai Jingli."

These words shocked the system: "Host Sama, what are you doing?"

Wu Xiang ignored him, staring nervously at Bai Jingli's reaction, his heart started beating for some reason.Bai Jingli read the script for a while, then frowned: "Are you blind? The protagonist Shou is obviously called Bai Qingyi."

"Oh, I'm wrong, I'm sorry." Wuxiang was very disappointed, but still not reconciled, and said tentatively: "Senior, although this A Li is a shou, he is not weak, you should pay attention when you match... ..."

"Pa——" Bai Jingli flicked the script, and frowned impatiently: "Can you be more serious, the attack in the script is not so greasy, okay? What A Li, see clearly that this is Bai Qingyi! It's just greasy. Yelling, is it also Ah Yixing? Are you worthy or not?"