I want to be a good person [Quick Transmigration]

A strange emotion flashed in Wuxiang's eyes, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up again: "Senior, I didn't have a good rest last night, and my brain was convulsed, don't take it personally."

Bai Jingli snorted coldly: "Don't think that giving money is the uncle, I won't accept your trick."

"Don't dare dare." Wu Xiang picked up the script and handed it over again with a smile.

The system was still in shock: "Host Sama, you were too dangerous just now."

Wu Xiang insisted: "It's just calling his name, he didn't respond either."

The system said: "Although it will not affect the operation of the villain, but you have done something that has nothing to do with the plot. If you go out of line, points will be deducted."

No objection: "As a game experiencer, I have the right to verify whether your products are reliable. After all, I have put my soul on you."

The system couldn't beat him, so it had to ask, "Then, is the host Sama's verification result satisfactory?"

"Very satisfied. His reaction is consistent with the current image of death, so I am relieved."

The customer service admired Bai Jingli: "Yesterday when he mentioned your name to the system, you lost your composure. Today you are so calm, you have very good self-control,"

"Really." Bai Jingli was noncommittal.

The name, in fact, is the same as the sweet tofu nao that I have eaten before, and it will only touch the bottom of my heart at the moment of regaining it. It is a long-lost joy.But after all, these have become commonplace in the past.It's not that they are good in themselves, but that Bai Jingli is used to them, and now, he is just getting used to them again.

Bai Jingli firmly believed that in the future, the traveler would still be unable to bear to read his real name in person.

The two started at 8 o'clock, and continued to play against each other until 1 o'clock in the morning. The two spent almost an hour trying to figure out the characters, discussing the emotions and interaction details of the attack and suffering. In the rest of the time, they finished all the scripts of the first three episodes in one go. .

This is a situation that Bai Jingli and Wu Xiang have never experienced before.Bai Jingli has a lot of airs, and the scenes he took on in the past are usually not so rushed, and it is impossible for him to work so hard.And Wuxiang is very professional, and it is even more impossible to stay in the shed for so long.

It's not that Bai Jingli obediently takes money to do things, but that he deliberately wants Wuxiang to see his own level, and Wuxiang hopes that he can be more supportive.But what shocked the two of them was that they cooperated quite tacitly, and many places were repeated at once.Wu Xiang was originally worried that if Bai Jingli's understanding of the plot and characters differed from his, it would take a lot of time to argue.

But this situation did not happen, Bai Jingli and his thoughts were almost exactly the same.

He somewhat understood why Yanhua favored Bai Jingli, and why those fans were so loyal.Bai Jingli is indeed an excellent cv, his comprehension and level are not inferior in commercial dubbing.

Wuxiang sighed: "Character is Mange's pig teammate."

The system disagreed: "You're wrong about host Sama. If he was perfect, he wouldn't be a villain. How would you have a chance to attack him?"

"...makes sense."

Wu Xiang looked at the row of audio files in the recording software, and was very satisfied, and said to Bai Jingli: "Senior is really well matched, and he interprets the character of Bai Qingyi to the fullest."

Bai Jingli yawned and stood up: "Well, copy these recordings and keep them to occupy memory."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work tonight, senior, I will send the rest of the script to you as soon as possible."

The next day, Wu Xiang went to the recording studio to borrow a computer, cut the recording last night according to the characters and scenes, and the more he listened to it, the more he liked it.He knew that Bai Jingli's voice was exactly the same as Luo Yue's, air-cooled and pure, without any impurities, the standard Kaolin Flower male god voice.It is definitely more than enough to match the gods in this kind of fairy tale drama.

Yanhua sent a message and asked, "Wuxiang, did you give the script to your friend? What did he say?"

Wuxiang replied: "I just gave it to him last night, and he hasn't finished reading it yet."

Yanhua said: "Okay, please hurry up. I will send you the script of the fourth and fifth episodes now."

Wu Xiang gave a thumbs up with his expression: "It's so fast."

Yan Hua smiled with her face covered: "Lan Lan writes the screenplay herself, can you be super fast?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Lanlan. I will send it to my friend after get off work, and I will remind him by the way."

"Okay, please rest assured my friend, this drama is absolutely clean. If he really doesn't like h, he can pull all the lights."

Wu Xiang was taken aback, and quickly typed a few words: "Wait... is there h?"

Yanhua replied: "Yes, but the original text is also scum. This article is notoriously restrained and emotional. The script you get is at most just kiss, and the boat show is after ten episodes. Your friend If you resist, I can let Lanlan delete it."

Wuxiang hurriedly said, "Don't, don't."

"???" Yanhua was startled by his sudden eagerness.

Wu Xiang cleared his throat, and replied with a series of explanations: "As far as I know, the boat scenes in **wen are very important, and many of them are related to feelings. If deleted, will it affect the delicate level?"

Yu Hua said, "I'm also worried about this, but you can't have your cake and eat it too."

"Don't delete it, just write what you want. Although my friend hasn't entered the sea yet, he has no prejudice against **. Don't worry about this. I will try my best to convince him."

He was overjoyed, but still a little worried: "Wuxiang, you've been in business for so long, you must be more reliable than online distribution CV. But don't talk too much, there is a contingency in everything."

Wuxiang said: "I understand, so you don't have to worry."

"Yeah, come on!"

Wu Xiang ended the chat with a nodding expression, and said to himself: "There is h... I am a little excited when I think about it."

The system poured cold water on him without hesitation: "Host Sama, you heard what Yanhua said, it's just a little bit of meat."

Wu Xiang smiled slightly: "Kang play is limited, and the operation is flexible, understand?"

The system is very honest and doesn't lie: "... I don't understand."

Wuxiang smiled deeply: "You will understand."

system:"……"

The terrible expression appeared on the mouth of the host Sama again,

Wu Xiang finished his work today and returned to Baijing early to leave home.Bai Jingli had a lot of orders today, and he was busy with packing and shipping, so he couldn't open the delivery.When Wu Xiang came back, he had just finished placing the last order, and he was so tired that he slumped on the bed and didn't want to move.His room was ajar, the music was playing loudly, Wu Xiang tiptoed over to take a look, closed the door gently, and went to the kitchen.

Bai Jingli slept lightly for more than an hour, when he beat the back of his neck and walked out of the room with a tired face, he was stunned.

The first thing that caught his eye was the table full of dishes, and there was a small cake in the center, and the smell of the food that followed lingered at the tip of his nose.Wu Xiang came out with a small pot of egg drop soup. When he saw him, the corners of his mouth turned up: "Senior, are you done with your work? Come and eat."

Bai Jingli was not polite, he sat down at the table and asked, "Are you celebrating your birthday?"

Wuxiang shook his head with a smile.

Bai Jingli frowned: "It's not a year or a festival, you cook so much food and buy cakes, do you think I'm not fat enough?"

Wu Xiang's face was stiffened by him, and he secretly complained to the system: "I'll go! This villain is too pretentious, can't he use good intentions to speculate on others?"

The system comforted him: "The host, Sama, is calm. He has this setting now, and the more he works, the more normal he will be."

"I will endure."

Wuxiang smiled and said to Bai Jingli: "Senior is already very thin, and... I bought the cake to celebrate you."

Bai Jingli looked at him: "Me?"

"Yes, last time at the yy song meeting, when I listened to the host interviewing you, I asked about joining the circle." Wu Xiang picked up the bag of candles next to the cake, and took them out one by one, "You mentioned entering the circle?" The date of the circle is today, so it has been 6 years."

He took out exactly six candles and stuck them on the fruit-studded cake like a row of colorful miniature forest trees.

Bai Jingli's eyes flickered: "So you bought the cake to celebrate my entry into the circle?"

"Yes."

Bai Jingli was silent.

Wuxiang heard the prompt from the system at the next moment: "Ah! Host Sama! The villain's blackening value has been reduced by 10%."

The brilliance in Wu Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up: "So awesome! Did it drop by 10%?"

"Hmm! Your strategy is working!"

"It can be regarded as figured out the routine, as long as you keep offering him well. The tofu nao before and the celebration banquet now are all proofs."

The confidence in disbelief doubled, and he quickly sat down at the table, "Senior seems to like eating sweets. This cake is cheese-flavored. It's not greasy. You should eat more."

Bai Jingli stared at the thick cream for a few seconds, then resolutely refused: "But I'm afraid of getting fat, so I won't eat it."

"Why, I still think senior is too thin." Wuxiang smiled, and asked tentatively, "Has senior always been this thin from college to graduation?"

When Bai Jingli heard the word "university", his expression changed immediately: "Shut up, don't mention university."

Wuxiang knows that the memory of the past is a heart disease of the villain.But he didn't expect to be so seriously ill, and Mange would deny the whole period of college because of such an incident, and wouldn't let it be mentioned.

He also just wanted to find some more topics. This is all basic, and it can't be spent on Two-dimensional all the time.

Just as he was about to change his words and say something else, Bai Jingli suddenly stood up and said flatly, "Since we want to celebrate, let's drink some wine. I have a case of dry beer under my bed."

Wu Xiang was quite surprised by such active cooperation, and hurriedly said: "Senior, sit down, I'll move."

When he moved a whole case of beer to the living room, he saw Bai Jingli sitting there in a daze. He took out a few cans of beer and put them on the table, and asked softly, "Senior...what's wrong?"

He said to the system: "There's drama! Just now I thought the villain didn't respond to the past, but now he's drinking and distracted. He must still be thinking about me back then."

Bai Jingli opened a can of beer: "I'm in a bad mood."

really!

Wuxiang asked happily: "Why?"

Bai Jingli took a sip of beer and said, "I sent a wrong item today, and I have to bear the shipping cost. It's disgusting!"