shock!Escaping NPC is the master of radio drama

When Ye Chuguang first started recording books, someone said that he was not suitable for the horror channel at all.Said that his voice is unreal, and the sound quality is also poor, telling him not to go to the big platform with nine-rate equipment is just a waste of money.The worst thing to say is that he is a pheasant recorder, and he probably doesn't even have a second-class certificate.

Although it was picked up by his fans later that he was deliberately bought by other scribes of the Terror Channel to hack him, he still felt very sad.

After all, he was young at that time, not even an adult, and he still used the ID card of Lu Jin's family, and he didn't change it to his own until he was 16 years old.Later, his strength and ability to withstand pressure became stronger, and gradually not many people scolded him.

He came into this industry purely because he likes good voices, and he really has no money. If he doesn’t record books, he will drop out of school. The hero of the novel should have a setting of "good grades, recommendation, scholarship", but unfortunately the reality is cruel.

Those voices of questioning kept him awake all night for a long time, and it would also cause Lu Jin to be scolded.Especially after Lu Jin signed the exclusive book recording copyright with him, he touched the cake of many people invisibly - Lu Jin's books are slanted, different from other horror stories of the same era, so they have always attracted attention It was very high, and many recordists tried their best to contact Lu Jin to buy his authorization, and the price was even mentioned by Lu Jin casually.

Lu Jin turned them all away, and those people hired navy soldiers to scold Lu Jin after they finished scolding Ye Chuguang.These adults didn't even know that the two children they were targeting were only in their teens.

Ye Chuguang caresses this beautifully installed book, will he cooperate with Mr. Xue just after "debuting"?Moreover, Xue Yinghuo personally arranged the script for him, he just couldn't believe it.

This is simply blatantly telling everyone that he has a background and has a "very close relationship" with Mr. Xue.

If he screwed up, it doesn't matter if he gets scolded himself, anyway, it's not like he hasn't experienced it before, but if Xue Ying is confused, what should he do if he says he doesn't know people clearly?

"Teacher Xue..."

Ye Chuguang held the book, hesitated for a while, "I, I'm afraid I can't."

"Tsk, men can't say that they can't do it, and neither can boys!"

Ye Chuguang: "..."

"Don't worry." Xue Ying said confusedly: "We have enough time to practice, and we will release it when we are ready."

"Believe me, Xiaoye, I won't do things to encourage the growth of seedlings."

Believing in Xue Yinghuo is more effective than believing in yourself.

"Calm down, Xiaoye, just take it as a gift in return." Xue Ying looked at him seriously: "I am looking forward to working with you."

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Ye Chuguang wanted to open the original book to get acquainted with it after eating, and he was also very curious about what kind of book Mr. Xue wrote, this is still a "Danmei".You must know that there are very few danmei male authors in the market.Xue Ying bewildered and said generously that he wanted to show Lu Jin. After all, writing articles generally have some things in common, and Lu Jin, as his old partner, must be familiar with some of his habits.

But today is Christmas, the snow has stopped, Xue Yinghuo forcibly pulled out the person who was going to practice secretly to make a snowman.

Xue Yinghuo prepared cold-proof gloves, and Ye Chuguang took off one and caught a cloud of snow.The texture of the snow is fluffy and waxy, and it is easy to knead into a ball. This is his favorite kind of snow, but it is easy to get dirty in other places, not here.The villa area is ridiculously clean. Both vehicles and pedestrians have fixed routes. If they abandon these fixed routes, the snow they catch is pure white.

As soon as the sunlight comes out, the refracted ice crystals can be seen shining on it.

Ye Chuguang made two little snowmen, and was a little bit reluctant before leaving.Today is a sunny day, maybe they will disappear in a while.

"That's the two of us?" Xue Ying pointed at the little snowman in bewilderment.

"Yeah." Ye Chuguang was a little embarrassed: "It's too rough."

"Quite cute."

"I just can't keep it." Ye Chuguang regretted.

"You can keep it."

"Ok?"

Ten minutes later, the two came to the refrigerator.

This is a refrigerated room on the third floor of the villa. It is different from refrigerators such as kitchens. It has a large area, no less than the entire normal living room. It has a lot of wine and a special glass freezer.

Ye Chuguang saw her two rough snowmen put together with the surrounding Haagen-Dazs Xuemei Niang, and felt blind for a moment.

"Never been here?"

Ye Chuguang shook his head.

"You can't eat cold ones."

"Hmm." Ye Chuguang asked again: "How do you know?"

"Guess." Xue Ying said with a puzzled smile, "You are very good at guessing."

The two of them took the elevator to the first floor. The two of them were still awake, and there was no movement at all.

"Looks like your friend and mine are lazy."

Ye Chuguang also said, "So they became friends."

"Do you have any plans for today?" Xue Ying stretched confusedly: "The sun is so bright, the snow will melt, it should be very cold outside."

Ye Chuguang nodded, and after a while, she said, "Can I... can I go out?"

"Yes." Xue Ying was puzzled: "I'll take you off, where are you going?"

"Beichen Mausoleum."

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The cemetery is not close to the urban area and the university town, but it is not far from the villa area.It may be that the living and the dead need beautiful mountains and clear waters, and this point is strangely similar.

Some of Ye Chuguang's money over the years has always had a fixed destination, which is the Beichen Mausoleum.

This is the best cemetery in Fengcheng, and it is almost every inch of land for the dead. Ye Chuguang still had the help of Lu Jin's family members to come forward, otherwise the money would not be able to buy the cemetery.

Ye Chuguang's grandfather was buried here.

At that time, Ye Chuguang didn't know what Christmas was. He had never celebrated this kind of festival. He only knew that many people on the street carried beautifully wrapped bags with flowers or apples in them.

A kind-hearted aunt saw that he was cute and gave him two too.He happily took it back and wanted to give it to grandpa. If he couldn't bite, he would cut it into small pieces.

Back in the small earthen room with air leaks everywhere, grandpa slept on the low earthen kang, motionless.

That was one of Ye Chuguang's most memorable moments. He remembered that it was late at night, there was snow, there was ice in the room, the corners of a few old wooden tables were frozen to the ground, there was a stove on the ground, and the broken coals in it Already extinguished.The whole room was dry, cold and hard, filled with the burnt smell of poor-quality coal, exuding a suffocating depression and tranquility.

He moved to the side of the old man step by step, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

However, the old man never woke up again.

When he was very young, the orphanage in the county closed down, and the state support was not so strong. Many children were homeless, and he became one of them.

At that time, he was too young, and he thought that he was the only one left alone, and the other children were adopted by parents in the city with good conditions and lived a good life.It wasn't until a few years later that he saw a beggar with no legs and one arm on the side of the road. His unkempt face looked like a child who had snatched food from him in the orphanage. He's not the worst.

So he is grateful to the grandpa who picked him up.

Grandpa is an old man who picks up rags. He doesn't even know the old man's name. He only knows that others call him "Lao Ye, Lao Ye".

When he was a child, he stayed in a small earthen house with bare walls. Every time he heard the sound of "Lao Ye", he knew that it was his grandfather who came back. Sometimes he would bring some leftover food from others, and his grandfather would tear off the dirty place for himself. eat, and leave him clean.

Later, when his life gradually improved, his grandfather was taken away by the disease.

He failed to fulfill his filial piety when his grandfather was alive, so he could only give him the best after his grandfather died in vain.

The grace of saving life and the grace of nurturing can only be repaid in this way.

"Grandpa has a spirit in heaven, so he will be very happy." Xue Ying said confusedly.

"hope so."

The two put fresh daisy flowers in front of the tombstone. Grandpa didn't leave a photo when he was alive, and even the name and date of birth were unknown on the tombstone.

With a warm touch on his face, Ye Chuguang realized that big tears were streaming down his face, and it was Xue Yingzhuo who wiped them away for him.

Ye Chuguang cleared his throat: "Lao Ye has been gone for 7 years."

"He must have gone to heaven."

Because he was a good man.

Xue Yinghuo watched him silently from the side, and finally stretched out her hand to hold Ye Chuguang's shoulder, and said softly: "Xiaoye, live a good life."

Thousands of words are nothing more than this sentence, live well.Because the days are still going on, we cannot let too much suffering from the past continue to infect the present and the future.