Sound waves

Around 14 years ago, Shu Mingxuan was already very busy, just in time for the explosion of the film and television industry, he opened a small studio with Wei Lexian, and within two or three years, he also got up.

However, no matter how busy he is, as long as he is free, Shu Mingxuan will definitely buy the vegetables in advance and come back to cook.

"looking at what?"

Ouyang Qing washed the dishes and came over to watch Shu Mingxuan fiddle with things on the computer.

rarely seen.

"Our association was going to disband before." Shu Mingxuan said, "Except for Wei Lexian and I, those who have children are busy with work, and those who have children are busy with work, and there are also those who go abroad. And don't we register a company with the name of the association now? Everyone Once discussed, it’s easy to get together and leave. Even if the club is gone, it’s good that the word Yinlang is still there.”

"You can see it."

Ouyang Qing thought of the group of young people seven or eight years ago.

Twittering, giggling.

Like a brand new canvas, waiting for the world to leave their own different marks on them.

"The radio dramas in our club have been finished one after another, and now there is only one left." Shu Mingxuan said, "It has been seven or eight years, and it has never been finished. Wei Lexian and I have brought the group of people back to life. Ah, artist, and announcement... I am preparing to match the last episode. Teacher, do you remember, I told you, the story of a martial arts leader and the leader of the demon sect. This way it will have a beginning and an end."

Ouyang Qing actually didn't remember much, so she answered vaguely.

"Teacher, do you want to match together?" Shu Mingxuan asked him.

"Me? I'm not a member of your club, isn't it appropriate?"

Shu Mingxuan smiled: "The teacher is a family member, and family members are also counted."

"This……"

"Teacher, come on..." Shu Mingxuan put his arms around his waist coquettishly, "How about you come with me... Except for the recording studio, we don't have any scenes with each other yet, just the two of us, recording a couple. Okay? "

Over the years, apart from the increasingly rich dubbing experience, there are probably also acting like a baby and being shameless.

Ouyang Qing chose to follow him.

"Okay. Which character should I record?" He sighed, sat down next to Shu Mingxuan, and carefully read the script.

"There are already people in the main role. But there are a pair of deputy CPs besides the main player."

"CP?"

"Well, it's a couple!" Shu Mingxuan explained very roughly, "Gong and Shou."

Ouyang Qing nodded slightly.

"It's a teenage boy who is very skinny, very egotistical, and spoiled by the whole world, the arrogant little emperor Zhao Li, and his CP is the commander of the shadow guards. This person was the best martial arts master in the world back then, and he was given the title Longevity Prince Shen He." Shu Mingxuan turned to the character set and showed it to Ouyang Qing.

Ouyang Qing read the introduction carefully, took out the glasses from the glasses box next to her, put them on, and read the introduction bit by bit.

Shu Mingxuan looked back at him.

The profile of his side face was deep, but the slender eyelashes neutralized his coldness and added a lot of tenderness to him.

Unable to restrain himself, Shu Mingxuan secretly kissed the tip of his nose.

Ouyang Qing couldn't help laughing, looked at the screen and stroked his hair: "Don't make trouble, Xiao Shu."

No.

Shu Mingxuan made great progress.

She hugged his waist closer and stretched her hands dishonestly into his waistband.

Ouyang Qing grabbed her and pressed her on her thigh.

He hooked his fingers around his trousers again, poking at his muscles.

"This... what is it?" Ouyang Qing asked him, "Why does the little emperor's lines only have breath?"

Shu Mingxuan looked up at the lines.

...a string of ummmahahhh.

He coughed: "Teacher, why don't you link the context..."

Ouyang Qing carefully read the context, and after a while slowly said: "So the emperor is...shou? I didn't use the word shou wrongly, did I?"

"No, no, indeed the emperor accepts."

"Oh...I'll match Shen He."

Shu Mingxuan: "???"

It was rare for Ouyang Qing to see him in a daze, and said with a smile: "I can't help it, I'm really not suitable, little emperor. The voice is not good."

This time, Guanlan's audio IP will be launched together with their latest star drama.

On the one hand, it creates momentum for TV dramas, and on the other hand, it makes money.

The planning team at Guanlan thought very clearly.

It's just such a big company, and Yu Hongtao has a lot of things to do, so it's reasonable to say that he can't manage this level, and the planning team doesn't know where the boss made a mistake, so he insisted on coming to the recording studio to listen to the scene.

Shu Mingxuan and Ouyang Qing stayed in the shed for more than half an hour.

Shi Mingjie had already left when he came out.

Yu Hongtao was looking around at their shed.

"Guanlan has several fixed studios for cooperation." Yu Hongtao said, "But Yinlang feels very professional, and I like it very much. It happens that we may do some Two-dimensional business in the future, and the demand for dubbing will increase. Personally, I would like to invest in two companies. Is Mr. Shu interested?"

Shu Mingxuan didn't know how to answer the conversation.

He didn't know which eye of Yu Hongtao felt that he needed financing.

And which normal person proposes to vote once or twice after meeting?

Is he, Shu Mingxuan, the kind of person who seems to bend his knees for a mere few million, or tens of millions?

"If you have time, please help Boss Shu's business more." Ouyang Qing said to Yu Hongtao, "It always feels a bit awkward to say that about investment."

Yu Hongtao smiled: "It's all up to you. Is it over?"

This sentence is for Wen Hao who just came out of the control room.

Wen Hao said quickly: "It's over, it's over. Teacher Ouyang can rest now."

"Okay, then we—"

"Mr. Yu, I have something to ask you." Shu Mingxuan said quickly.

Yu Hongtao came to a sudden: "Oh yes, Boss Shu came here just now to ask me something."

"Then I'll wait for you in the car." After saying this, Ouyang Qing left the recording studio first.

Shu Mingxuan didn't like asking directly in the recording studio, and took Yu Hongtao to his office on the second floor.

The copybook that Ouyang Qing once gave to Shu Mingxuan was hung on the wall. With the cold wind blowing through the window, Yu Hongtao took a look: "Teacher Ouyang's writing is hung like this...it's a pity."

Shu Mingxuan pretended not to hear, and poured Yu Hongtao a cup of tea: "Mr. Yu, what happened to the 120 million payment for "The Emperor"?"

""The Emperor"?"

"At the end of 120, Guanlan paid [-] million yuan to Yinlang through Bian Ziping's company in the name of cash transfer." Shu Mingxuan said, "Guanlan has never returned this money. It's been five years, maybe it's the people below. Mr. Yu doesn't necessarily know about the operation—"

"I know. Why didn't I know? I ordered the money to be sent out."

Shu Mingxuan was stunned: "Why? Why don't you go back?"

"This money is life-saving money. Without this money, Yinlang and I would have died at the end of [-]." Shu Mingxuan said, "Why did Mr. Yu—"

Yu Hongtao laughed, instead of picking up the tea, he leaned back slowly on the chair back, put his fingertips together, and said very bluntly, "You should ask your teacher Ouyang about this."

"what?"

"Ask him why he insisted on going bankrupt, selling cars and houses, just to make up the 120 million for you."

Shu Mingxuan felt a rush of blood rushing to his brain, and his whole body became hot and cold.

Ears started buzzing.

"You said this money...was, Ouyang Qing gave it to me?"

The author says:

Someone should still remember that in the past timeline, Ouyang Qing had a car at the beginning.