The Missing Person Notice is now being broadcast

Yin Xiang, male, 28 years old, studio sound mixer, post production, online name: Xiangying, nickname: speaker.

Jiang Yue, male, 24 years old, subway station announcer, CV, online name: Xi Jiangyue, was forced to withdraw from the social circle by being scumbags, hackers, chokes, and three-dimensional human flesh.

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At around ten o'clock in the morning, Yin Xiang staggered off the subway. Yesterday he worked overtime in the new studio until three o'clock before returning home, and slept until nine o'clock before getting up.

Since yesterday, the studio that Yin Xiang and a few buddies worked hard to save has officially opened. From the small workshop originally in the rented house in the basement, it has moved to this business park near the subway station, and changed to a decent new office space. , with the addition of more professional equipment, we will be able to accept orders more freely and receive customers more decently in the future.

Thinking of this, Yin Xiang hummed triumphantly and was about to go downstairs to get out of the station, when he heard a few words with an urgent familiar accent from the other side of the platform.

Rubbing his eyes that were still a little foggy, he followed the voice and looked over.

An old lady dressed in plain clothes is anxiously asking a few passers-by what to do. Although it is past the morning rush hour, most of the passers-by are in a hurry. In addition, the old lady has a strong accent, so people have no time to pay attention to it. After waving at her or listening to a sentence or two, she left without being able to tell the difference. The old lady was so anxious that she was sweating, and the words she kept repeating were choked up, and she couldn't speak clearly.

Yin Xiang walked over and asked the old lady what help she needed in the same dialect. The old lady saw that he was a tall but dejected man, and she couldn't believe it, but the familiar accent forced her to ask for help.

After listening to a few words, Yin Xiang probably understood that the old lady and her daughter were going out to visit relatives by subway together. When they passed this station, there were so many people in the morning rush hour that the old lady stood at the door and was squeezed out by the crowd. subway.And the daughter happened to answer a phone call in the carriage, not noticing that her mother was squeezed out of the carriage.When the old lady managed to pass through the crowd and returned to the side of the track, the safety gate was closed and the subway started to leave. She didn't know when her daughter would find out that her mother was gone.

The old lady couldn't speak Mandarin well. She asked a lot of people on the platform, but no one helped her. She couldn't recite her daughter's mobile phone number, and she didn't dare to go downstairs to find the staff. She was afraid that her daughter would never leave the platform. Can't find her.

Now finally someone can understand what she said, and the old lady didn't care about Yin Xiang's foolishness, she tremblingly grabbed his arm, as if she had grabbed the savior, and finally she was so excited after holding back the tears for a long time. fell down.

Yin Xiang quickly comforted the old lady who looked like his grandmother, and persuaded her to go downstairs to find the staff, promising to help her find her daughter.

Helping the old lady downstairs to find the security personnel, explaining the situation, the staff took the old man to the door of a workshop in the corner of the subway station, and knocked on the door.

After the door opened, a well-proportioned young man came out. He was not wearing the dark green uniform of the security personnel, but a wine-red suit, pink shirt, black tie and black trousers, which were uniformed by Shanghai subway station staff.

Yin Xiang stood behind the old lady and raised his eyebrows to observe the young man. He was a little surprised. It was originally a work uniform full of holes, except for the uniform style. It didn't look like other people's unfit and uneven. The gentle young man looks very energetic in this outfit, which makes the other party's skin fairer. Others' coats are loosely covered on the body like an empty sack, but he is very well-fitting and neat. Subway station staff vary widely.Either it was because of his good figure that he could afford the clothes, or he had improved the clothes himself, both of these conjectures made Yin Xiang curl his lips.

Beautiful facial features, a delicious little fresh meat.

The other party stood behind the light in the work room, stood at the threshold one level higher, lowered his head and listened to the security personnel explain the situation, nodding his head from time to time and replying "Yes."

Yin Xiang tilted his head and watched for a long time, but he didn't see the expression on the young man's face buried in the shadows.But from the fact that the other party kept his head down, and the monosyllable "um" from the beginning until now, Yin Xiang guessed that he should be a very cold person. He must have worked in the subway station for a long time and had become numb to similar things.

Finally, the old lady was invited into the workshop. Before the door closed, Yin Xiang saw two simple sofa chairs and a row of equipment inside.In the end, the young man only had a back view supporting the old man to sit down. When he turned around, a reflected light flashed from the frame of his glasses, which just passed Yin Xiang's eyes, causing him to squint.

The security personnel thanked Yin Xiang stylized and then left and returned to his original post. Yin Xiang waited at the door of the workshop, not because the old lady forgot to thank him, but he was a little worried, afraid that the old lady would When I was in a hurry, no one could understand what I was saying, and I also wanted to see what the result would be.

This place is located in a corner, and no one comes and goes. Yin Xiang crossed his legs casually, leaning his back lazily against the wall, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.I began to study the "Excellent Employee of the Month" on the opposite wall, and quickly found a picture of a young man among the five commended employees. His name is "Jiang Yue". Behind the commendation words are his outstanding deeds in the past month, including helping people find their lost important briefcases, helping autistic children find their mothers, helping foreigners avoid being led to black hotels by black guides, and helping the security department mediate Dispute together...

After watching Jiang Yue's great achievements, Yin Xiang couldn't help laughing. Although these are his professional jobs, there are a few people who can really do this now. I didn't expect this kid to be really cold-hearted and warm-hearted.

The sound insulation of the door of the workshop is not good, and some fragmentary sounds can be heard. Yin Xiang has an inexplicable affection for this soft, slow, fuzzy sound.

After a while, an announcement sounded in the lobby of the subway station:

"The Missing Person Announcement is now being broadcast: Ms. Zhang Fangfang, please pay attention, Ms. Zhang Fangfang, please pay attention. After hearing the broadcast, please go to the first floor of this station and contact the service desk staff. Your mother, Ms. Ni Guixiang, is waiting for you."

When Yin Xiang heard the radio, out of his sensitive professional habits, his ears couldn't help shaking. When the steady sound that couldn't hear any waves reached his eardrums, he was stunned for a moment with a cigarette in his mouth. This sound...is really good !Even through the broadcasting equipment worth up to [-] yuan in the subway station, it still cannot conceal the natural mellow and magnetic characteristics of this voice with gravity. A solid sense of security.

The broadcast was broadcast three times in a row, and Yin Xiang carefully analyzed how to optimize the sound from a professional perspective, how to divide the track, how to filter out the mixed sound, how to balance the overtones of each frequency... until the soot fell and burned his chest After recovering, he quickly tore the cigarette from his mouth and flicked it on the trash can next to him.

Unexpectedly, that beautiful little fresh meat would ask the old man and daughter's names clearly so quickly.

"Hi sir, smoking is prohibited on this site."

The sound that I had listened to carefully three times just now suddenly rang in my ears, without the interference of low-quality broadcasting equipment current and environmental mixing, the sound at this time was thicker and cleaner, but it startled Yin Xiang. The door of the room opened again, and the young man stood at the door, frowning slightly, staring at his hand holding the cigarette butt.

Yin Xiang trembled with guilt, and reflexively pressed the half-smoked cigarette directly on the trash can to extinguish it.It was only then that he noticed that the lower half of the door panel of the workshop was hollowed out for ventilation, and it was estimated that the smell of smoke was coming in through the gap in the louver.

Seeing that the young man's expression softened a little when he saw that he threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the trash can, Yin Xiang also smiled:

"I'm sorry. But shouldn't I say 'How are you, comrade'?" After speaking, he pointed to the KT board of the "Standard Terms for Rail Transit Passenger Transport Service" that had turned yellow and warped:

1. Hello, comrade, what can I do for help?

2. Please present your ticket card, thank you!

3. Sorry, the items you are carrying do not comply with the relevant regulations of rail transit and cannot be brought into the station.

4. Sorry, please wait a moment, we will help you deal with it right away.

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Yin Xiang originally just wanted to tease this young man, but he didn't want to see the other party hear his words, his eyes froze, his beautiful eyebrows frowned, and the calm aura that had been maintained that did not match his age suddenly became alienated and indifferent. His fair face gradually turned pale.He didn't reply to Yin Xiang's joke, the line of his lips was stiff, and the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant and weird.

Was it a joke?Yin Xiang was a little confused, and looked up at the standard phrase again: "1. Hello, comrade..."

So sensitive, could it be... Yin Xiang turned his head to look at the tense young man, and smiled playfully, "Hehe, I'm just kidding, don't mind."

"Hmm." The young man responded coldly, his guard still not lessened, and he took a step back, intending to close the door again.

"Hey wait! The old lady's daughter didn't get off at this stop just now, she was the only one who got squeezed off, so her daughter may not be able to hear your broadcast just now."

Yin Xiang wanted to listen to the young man's voice again, even the "huh" scratched his heart gently like a cat's paw.

Yin Xiang feels that even if his timbre is cold and cold, it is much better than the professional dubbing used in the luxury car advertisement last time. Professional skills can rely on acquired training, but this natural condition is not for everyone. You can have it, not to mention that this person's skills are not zero. Even if he is not up to the professional level, he can still hear the traces of deliberate adjustment. Now he is so serious about being an announcer at a subway station?

The other party obviously did not expect that Yin Xiang would pay attention to the follow-up situation of the old lady in a serious manner. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave an official answer: "The whole line has been broadcast to search, please rest assured."

So the broadcast just now was made in consideration of the fact that the old lady’s daughter might have already found this station, so it was broadcast. It was very thoughtful, and Yin Xiang nodded with satisfaction: “I’m sorry to bother you. The old lady can only speak in dialect, and she happens to be a fellow villager with me. Call me anytime if you need an interpreter."

Yin Xiang's enthusiasm did not get a good look from the other party, but there was a hint of disdain in his silent scrutiny.

Yo, is this because I'm afraid that I'll wait for the family members to ask for credit?Yin Xiang raised his eyebrows knowingly.

"Heh, it's free to help." Yin Xiang grinned, and even winked playfully at the other party generously.

The other party looked slightly surprised, and the corners of his tightly closed mouth twitched imperceptibly. For the first time, he showed a slightly embarrassed look, and a little bit of shyness that matched his age appeared on his pretentiously old-fashioned face, which made the whole person feel uncomfortable. His words became more vivid, and it was obvious that he was trying to suppress the embarrassment, and said dryly: "Thank you." After speaking, he turned his head and went back to the work room, this time without closing the door.

Yin Xiang also leaned generously against the door, watching the young man repeatedly communicated with other colleagues using the phone device, and then softly comforted the old lady who was still in shock. He kept thanking him in non-standard Mandarin, and the young man also showed a completely different gentle expression on his face.

The old lady's daughter quickly got in touch and was rushing here.When the young man wanted to tell Yin Xiang the news, he found that the person who had been standing outside the door just now had disappeared.