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Fu Yuan calmly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and looked at him with a smile: "What's the matter? Isn't this enough to eat?"

"Maybe it's not enough." Song Qingxu didn't look away, but winked at him with a smirk: "But there are still people who are pretty."

Fu Yuan hadn't had time to remove the light makeup he put on before his performance, and he always felt a little uncomfortable on his face.

Now being teased by Song Qingxu, Fu Yuan felt even more uncomfortable with the makeup on his face: "I'll wait until I go back and take a shower, and then take off the makeup by the way."

After saying that, he gave him a dissatisfied look: "You just know how to laugh at me."

Song Qingxu yelled that he was wronged, "I didn't laugh at you, okay, I was sincerely praising you for looking good."

Fu Yuan's ears were slightly flushed, and he didn't speak, just took out his phone.

"...Are you shy?" Song Qingxu looked at him with a smile on his chin, "Still angry and don't want to talk to me?"

"Why didn't I realize that you talk so much before?" Fu Yuan waved the phone screen in front of him helplessly: "I'm playing games, I haven't done my daily routine yet."

Song Qingxu finally shut up regretfully, and took out his mobile phone to log in to the game.Fortunately, he downloaded the game app on his phone last time, otherwise he could just watch Fu Yuan play it dryly.

"After completing the basic tasks, I will recruit you to form a team." Fu Yuantou said without raising his voice.

As soon as I joined the team, the skewers were already brought up, steaming and still a little hot to eat.

The game was turned on automatically and the bonus was put on the side to hang up, and the two chatted while eating.Fu Yuan ate most of the snacks until he was half full, but Song Qingxu was actually not very hungry, and each of them was eating slowly.

The tempting aroma of the freshly baked skewers is in full bloom, with a faint oily sheen under the bright light.Song Qingxu put the skewers in the chili powder, rolled them gently, and bit into them with satisfaction.

"Fu Yuan, there is something I would like to trouble you to cooperate with. I don't know if you are free." Halfway through eating the skewers, Song Qingxu suddenly spoke in a very serious manner, and cast a slightly expectant look at Fu Yuan.

"Huh?" Fu Yuan stuffed his mouth full of fish tofu, and his response was vague, so he could only use his eyes to signal him to continue.

Seeing his puffy face, Song Qingxu had to resist the urge to pinch him when he was in need, "Our English teacher arranged a dubbing performance in class, and I chose the one from the movie "The Little Prince". "Fox's Philosophy" paragraph, I would like to refer to your opinion."

"Besides, it's a two-person dialogue between the little prince and the fox. My roommates only chose single-player clips. I just thought it would be inconvenient for you to join me in this segment."

Fu Yuan chewed these words together, swallowed them together with the fish tofu, digested them, and made an "OK" gesture: "It's a small matter, of course, I'm a student of the English department, and it's not difficult to dub a voice I."

He thought for a while, and added: "And maybe I will use it in the future."

Song Qingxu was moved a little pretentiously, and for some reason wanted to hold him in his arms and rub his hair.However, after making up the picture in his brain, Song Qingxu was frightened by himself.

I don't know if he saw the malicious intentions in his eyes, Fu Yuan stared closely at the changes in Song Qingxu's expression, and it turned out that he was happy and smirking at times, dazed and frightened at times, just like watching a play.

"You don't need to thank you for your kindness, this meal is enough," Fu Yuan tentatively said, "Your expressions don't need to be so rich... Keep changing."

Song Qingxu didn't listen to what Fu Yuan was saying at all. He had been fighting with heaven and man in his mind for a long time, but in the end his rationality was at a disadvantage, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair fiercely.

"?" Fu Yuan was taken aback by his rubbing his head, and the skewer in his hand fell back into the iron plate with a "clack", and he wanted to hide at a loss.

After a while, Fu Yuan finally belatedly said in horror: "...do you have any oil in your hand?!"

After successfully kneading the head, a certain person became very obedient, and did not dare to delay, and immediately explained: "No! I didn't hold the skewer in my left hand, and it wasn't oiled."

Fu Yuan took a closer look at his left hand, and made sure that it was indeed not stained with oil, but he still said: "I hope that I can withdraw the matter of agreeing to your request just now."

Song Qingxu shook his head frantically: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You are so kind, you must not ignore death!"

Fu Yuan: "Oh."

"Remember to send me the original video after you go back, and I'll ponder it again, familiarize myself with the lines, and practice the intonation."

Seeing that Fu Yuan didn't insist on his sudden rubbing of his head, Song Qingxu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, spurned himself in his heart for a second, and then said obediently: "Of course, I will send you the video sooner." .”

Fu Yuan looked suspiciously at the swearing Song Qingxu for a long time, but failed to figure out his thoughts, so he stopped trying to understand what Song Qingxu was thinking, and devoted himself to continuing his great business of eating skewers.

Song Qingxu half leaned against the wall, leisurely eating potato chips sprinkled with cumin powder, but his eyes never left Fu Yuan's body for a moment.

He himself was in an extremely relaxed state, and he kept looking at Fu Yuan without realizing it.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Fu Yuan who was looking at Song Qingxu: "..."

What are you doing, stupefied?

Fu Yuan intentionally ignored his fast heartbeat and the slightly rising temperature on his face, and tried his best to turn a blind eye to Song Qingxu's gaze.

After all the skewers in the iron plate were wiped out, the two put the iron plates together and got back on the electric donkey.

But this time it was Song Qingxu who sat in the back seat, and Fu Yuan inserted the key of the small e-donkey, turned it lightly, and said with a bit of pride: "Take my car, you're safe, you'll be safe."

After Fu Yuan confirmed the route back, he borrowed his gloves to put them on, and with a twist of the handlebar, he drove Song Qingxu onto the main road.

Song Qingxu shrunk his head, ate "soft rice" comfortably, and leaned back slightly on the back of the small chair, squinting at Fu Yuan's back.

How do you say something?What friends force MAX.

Internet buzzwords do not deceive me.

But on the way back, he had to go through S University before arriving at N University, and the little e-Donkey belonged to Song Qingxu, so after the S University stopped, Fu Yuan got off the car and went back to the dormitory, and he had to ride the bike back to N University by himself— —But the rest of the journey is already very short.

Fu Yuan smiled and waved goodbye to him.

Song Qingxu sat back in the front seat with one leg on the ground, leaned forward slightly, and waved goodbye to him.

After Fu Yuan's figure gradually melted into the darkness, Song Qingxu turned around and rode back to school.

After returning to the dormitory, I washed up and climbed into bed. The hour hand was already pointing to 11 o'clock.

There was a new safety message from Fu Yuan on the mobile phone. Song Qingxu rubbed his hair with a towel in one hand, and quickly typed a reply with the other hand: "I have gone to the dormitory to wash up, and I am going to sleep now."

Song Qingxu got into bed and covered himself for a while, charged his phone, and then received a new message from Fu Yuan: "Good night."

Although there were only two simple words, Song Qingxu still couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth. He picked and picked in his emoticons for a long time, and replied with a "good night" emoji, and then put down his phone and went to sleep.

A good night's sleep.

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[Mingyue shines on Qingqu]: {Video link}

[Chang'an Unnamed] (Leader): Received!

In the end, it was negotiated that Fu Yuan's voice was the little prince's voice, and Song Qing Xu's voice was the fox.

There is no so-called "guidance", Fu Yuan is still very self-aware, Song Qingxu must have no problem directly following the original sound.

The fox's lines were long and convoluted. Song Qingxu set this role as the protagonist of the performance, and walked around the dormitory with his mobile phone, chanting words.

"l cannot play with you. l'mnottamed.

"I can't play with you. I haven't been tamed yet.

Butify outameme, then we shall need each other.

But if you tame me, we'll need each other.

Tome, you will be unique in all the world.

To me, you will be the only one in the world.

Toyou, Ishall be unique in all the world.

For you, I will also become the only one in the world.

........................

Please--tameme!"

Please tame me! "

Song Qingxu imitated the deep voice of the fox, which was slightly hoarse.Sentence to sentence, try to bring in the role of the fox, and seduce the little prince who longs for friends to tame himself.

"You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed."

"You are now responsible to the end for everything you have tamed."

After wandering around the dormitory for more than half an hour, Song Qingxu was reluctantly satisfied with the dubbed voice, and sent the completed version to Fu Yuan, who then dubbed the pure and melancholy little prince.

Fu Yuan received the file and opened it in the dubbing app.As the dialogue between the little prince and the fox slowly unfolded, the voice of the "fox" was like a feather, gently scratching people's hearts.

Blushing for nothing, Fu Yuan quietly listened to the fox's monologue.

Song Qingxu's voice is very nice.

Fu Yuan couldn't hear what the fox said at all, Song Qingxu's slightly raised voice echoed in his ears, what Fu Yuan remembered in a daze was Song Qingxu looking at him with a smile on his face.

"........."

He rubbed his hot face vigorously, cleared his throat, and started to practice along with the original sound.

The tone of the little prince is always rising when he speaks, full of innocence and infinite hope, some words pass by one generation, Fu Yuan tried his best to imitate his tone.

"Come and play with me, "proposed the little prince." Iamsounhappy."

"Come and play with me," suggested the little prince, "I am very distressed..."

The little prince didn't say much compared to a fox, but it was difficult to deduce that bright tone. Fu Yuan practiced back and forth for almost half an hour before going through it again from beginning to end and sending it to Song Qingxu. Go to the final finished draft.

Fu Yuan leaned back on the chair, the phone in his hand was vibrating all the time.He looked down at the chat page, with some inexplicable emotions mixed in his eyes.

[Mingyue illuminates the canal]: You're done!thanks to you

【The bright moon illuminates the canal】: {Bouquet}

Fu Yuan typed slowly to reply.

[Chang'an Unnamed]: It should be

[Mingyue shines on the clear canal]: {Bow and thank you} {Compare your heart}

The phone returned to calm, but the turmoil in Fu Yuan's heart has not subsided.Every time I chatted with Song Qingxu, even though the joy in my heart might be explained, the slight nervousness couldn't fool anyone.

Because I care, I am cautious in my words and deeds everywhere.

Is it because I have been in too much contact recently?Whether online or offline.

... The number of blushes also inexplicably increased.

But his contacts with Gao Shubao and Gao Shishi were no less than those with Song Qingxu.

So why do you care so much?

Fu Yuan clicked on the dubbing clip and listened to it over and over again.

"Butify out ameme, then we shall need each other."

"But if you tame me, we'll need each other."

The little prince tamed the fox, and they needed each other, but the little prince left it later.

But there's also a two-way "tame" -- we're drawn to each other.

Fu Yuan couldn't figure out what Song Qingxu was thinking, but he seemed to have figured out his own.

The author has something to say: Personal opinion, "taming" should not be a one-way street.

(This taming is not "taming" under the usual interpretation)