MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 35 Act V "Q Avenue" ⑦

Act 5 Q Avenue 7

If you are given one second, you may not be able to accomplish even the simplest thing. But one second is absolutely enough for the brain to flash countless memories.

That's right, the moment the video was switched on, when Xiang guessed what the man at the other end of the screen looked like, his brain seemed to be suddenly pressed by the fast back button, and it instantly returned to half a year ago, and then fierce The ground moved forward quickly and rushed back to the present.

The boy stopped dullly at the screen.

Although he was Qi Qi's reminder, he was ready to "see the light to die". However, the appearance of Wang Qingyun is a little ... too ... too ...

His overloaded and linguistic lexicon was completely messed up, and in the end only the word "unique" could barely describe the appearance of a man.

In fact, before he came to the United States to read a Ph.D., George had a lot of hair and was not so fat. But who makes it difficult to study, he often sits in front of the computer for a day, and three meals a day are all passed on Hamburg Cola. As a result, his weight plummeted and his hair plummeted. If he picks it up, he can still be a bluff, but now it is his most relaxed time, and he sips two more cups, naturally it seems a bit sloppy.

Because of the large drop impact, Xiang Gui lost his ability to speak for an instant.

He was shocked by Wang Qingyun's appearance and guilty of his own nature as a dog. The restless little boy's heart didn't know how to beat.

Fortunately, this weird atmosphere did not last long.

George asked him very familiarly: "Little brother, are you a long-talking relative? Happy Chinese New Year!"

As soon as George spoke, he revealed his true identity.

His voice was completely different from that of Tan Yiming. Xiang Gui had to sleep while listening to Wang Qingyun's radio drama. Naturally, he immediately knew that he could never be Wang Qingyun!

Combined with what he said, Xiang Gu instantly understood what he had misunderstood.

"Happy Chinese New Year." He was never good at lying, and almost bit his tongue. "I'm talking ... about my brother's relatives, is he not here now?"

"Yes, of course!" George saw him in vain and had a good impression on him. "He cooks, please wait for a while, I'll help you call him."

Then, George got up and walked towards the kitchen.

He carefully adjusted the lens to the rear, the picture was shaking, and he looked at the trembling screen to Guess, and somehow suddenly stage frightened.

Before dialing the video phone, he had the courage to desperately want to see Qingyun. But when the call was connected, the momentum was suddenly slipping away from his fingers.

Is it because of the oolong incident caused by George? ...... It's really related, but it's more because Xiang Guai was swept up by an unexplained cowardice.

He thought, what was he going to do when he saw Wang Qingyun? Just to meet up? Or to confess?

If the former, he is a little reconciled; if the latter, he cannot say.

Too contradictory, too hesitant. He even started to regret why he had called the phone a minute ago.

He called George subconsciously: "No need!" He panicked. "If he's busy, I'll call back later."

"It's okay!" George was moving quickly, and he was about to open the door to the kitchen. "He's just cooking a dish, and he's not studying a spaceship. I'll let him say hello to you!"

His hand rested on the armrest, and he pressed it down so gently that the kitchen door opened.

The thin heat of heat poured out along the door gap, and the water vapor quickly adhered to the lens. The fog was foggy, making everything blurry.

And in that white mist, a figure of Yan Changying was standing in front of the hearth. I saw him holding a spatula in one hand and quickly turning the wok in one hand, his posture was savvy, and at first glance it looked like he often cooks.

Although he can't see his looks, the man's back is upright and his shoulders are wide. Even the simplest t-shirt jeans have made him wear a different charm. The dark brown apron hugs his body, and the straps hang loosely around the man's thin waist, which perfectly complements his figure.

The sparks from the stove's eyes licked the bottom of the pot. After the last few stir fry, the man took out the chopsticks from the cutlery box next to him, picked up a piece of meat and tasted, then nodded with satisfaction.

He turned off the fire decisively and was about to bring the vegetables out. Another young man who was waiting had already prepared the plate in advance and passed it with great eyesight.

"Thanks." The man thanked briefly.

Even if he only said two words, and even if the sound of the range hood in the kitchen was roaring, Xiang Guai's ears accurately captured the man's voice from the noise-that is Wang Qingyun! That is definitely Wang Qingyun!

Xiang Gu froze all over. He clenched his cellphone in both hands and couldn't even blink, blinking at the man's back like that.

It turned out that the person he had a crush on, surnamed tan, was good at cooking, tall, and his hair was refreshed ... It was like a piece of jigsaw puzzle, and the boy collected all these bits and pieces together in his heart Silhouette of man.

In the kitchen, after the man thanked him, the young man who helped him hand the plate smiled and shook his head: "What can I thank you for raising your hand?"

Because the young man was standing sideways, Xiang Guai could see him in the screen. I saw the man with exquisite facial features, and his eyes narrowed into two crooked moons.

"I didn't drop the last plate, of course I have to thank him," the man replied.

"I was really not careful just now!" The youth reluctantly raised his hand to surrender. "I went into the kitchen for the first time in my life. Even if I broke two bowls, would it be OK?

The two chatted about the trivial matter that had just happened, with a casual tone.

The thing that most worries Xiang Guai is that the two of them wear the same apron of different colors and their actions are very tacit.

Are they friends

In the midst of it, a bold conjecture jumped into the mind of the young man, and he wanted to ask, but suddenly found his position of fundamental inquiry.

Before he could continue to think deeply, the two in the kitchen had noticed George who suddenly broke in with a mobile phone.

"Why, wait to order?" The man teased, and his body turned around.

His good-looking face appeared in the camera inch by inch. Xiang Guai's hand was one step faster than his brain, and his finger quickly pressed the hang up button! !!

-The screen becomes dark instantly.

Holding the hot mobile phone to Guaihei, thinking about what he saw, heard, thought, and thought in the past few minutes, he suddenly dropped the mobile phone, and the power generally fell to the floor of the exercise room.

In the end ... he still couldn't see Wang Qingyun.

He didn't want to see him anymore.

...

In the kitchen, George lifted up his cell phone: "Old talk, your brother is calling for you, presumably to give you New Year's greeting ... Well, why did you hang up?"

Tan Yiming's hands were dirty and he didn't pick up the phone: "I guess it was my aunt who forced him to hit him. Now it's less than noon in China. This kid usually doesn't sleep until the afternoon and doesn't get up. It's okay, I'll give him back later.

"That's OK!" George shoved the phone into his pocket, and immediately threw the phone that suddenly hung up behind him. "Well, don't cook too much food. Crayfish will be here in a while!"

"Even if I want to make more, there is nothing in the refrigerator." Tan Yiming pointed to the celery fried meat just out of the pan, "Xiao Rui has nothing in the refrigerator except for yogurt, ice cream, and fruit. Celery and a bit of meat, take this dish out first. "

"Oh." George smelled the pungent aroma and immediately pounced on it. "You don't need to wash the pots and pans, just stay in the pool!"

After that, he happily took the dish and fed the hungry wolf.

After Tan Yiming finished cooking, he cleaned up the table. Yao Yin has never done this kind of work, and can't help. He can only follow him like a tail.

Tan Yiming stopped suddenly and turned to look at him: "... Yao Yin, shall we two have a frank talk?"

"Yes," Yao Yin said with interest, "what's the talk?"

"Just talk, why on earth do you want to pursue me?" This question has troubled Yanming for a long time.

Yao Yin is excellent both in terms of hardware and software. As a senior, he was selfless; as a friend, he was enthusiastic. Based on his appearance and family background, Tan Yiming believes that there will be countless people rushing to him, but Yao Yin slams himself on him.

Yao Yin thought for a while, and answered very seriously: "Because there is always turmoil, what is favored is always fearless?"

"..." Tan Yiming had a headache.

Yao Yin: "I said long ago that I was in love with you at first sight. If I could control my heart, I would like to change someone else?"

His answer was that straightforward, his eyes staring at him in the direction. This is Tan Yiming's passionate feelings he has never met before, seemingly cynical, but extremely firm.

Tan Yiming was confused.

He has performed so much love in radio dramas, but in his more than 20 years of life, he has never experienced the feeling of heartbeat.

He knew that if someone changed his position and faced a strong and outstanding suitor like Yao Yin, he would definitely be moved, and then try to socialize and cultivate good feelings.

But Tan Yiming felt that ... this is not love, and love should not be like this.

To Yao Yin, he is like a shortcut in life. There is a happy love on this shortcut, a rich life, and everything represented by "life winner".

But when I talked about it, I always felt something was worse.

Maybe it was a little bit short-lived, a little bit nostalgic, and a little bit "he must".

On New Year's Eve, the two were in the kitchen and had another round of meaningless love debate. At the end of the debate, Tan Yiming was tired, and Yao Yin was lacking.

"Don't you think we're a little ridiculous?" Tan Yiming rubbed his forehead, "I thought that this kind of" Can you like me "or" Can't you dislike me? " . "

"You are wrong." Yao Yin pointed out sharply, "Only cheeky adults will treat love as a serious matter to discuss solutions. Real high school students, their love does not ask for reward at all, they would rather be crushed Strangling, I won't say. "

The conversation between the two ends here, and it is deadlocked again.

Tan Yiming heard the bell ringing in the living room. The cheeky adult rounded the field and said, "It should be the crayfish. Let's go out and eat."

"Wait." Yao Yin stopped him. "There is one thing I haven't told you."

The young man's tone eased, and he followed suit: "Do you know the 'Rainstorm Company'?"

"Of course I know, the United States ... No, the most famous game company in the world." Even if Tan Yiming was not as addicted to games as George, he still heard about this company.

Storm Company, founded in the 1990s, three high-level students of UCL founded this small workshop-style game company after graduation. That era was the age of rapid computer development, and even more of all kinds of software, games, and operating systems. Small workshop companies quickly established themselves with a series of excellent games. After financing, expansion, refinancing, Enlarge ... With the development of the Internet, their company launched a cross-era game work, and today it has become the greatest company in the game industry.

When Tan Yiming was still studying in China, he also went to Internet cafes to fight with classmates all night. Counting, his game account had not been logged in for a long time.

"Then your account can now be retrieved." Yao Yin said positively.

"……what?"

Yao Yin: "I've got an inside message that Rainstorm is developing a new game that will bring together all the game characters produced by their company, and there will also be eight new protagonists."

He took a deep breath: "These eight main characters will come from different countries, one of whom is a Chinese."

"You mean ..." After hearing this, Tan Yiming didn't understand anything. Although the background of this game is unknown, the time to market is unknown, and the genre model is unknown-but the rainstorm produced must be a boutique! After the game is released globally, everything in the game will be analyzed by those who call themselves "thugists".

People, plot, art, modeling, skills, maps, soundtrack, dubbing ...

This is a world that Tan Yiming has never touched, and an opportunity that cv Wang Qingyun cannot miss!

Tan Yiming hurriedly asked, "Is the voice actor open for recruitment?"

"No, on the contrary, because the game is the highest level of confidentiality, all personnel are internal referrals." Yao Yin said, "As far as I know, Rainstorm has sent invitations to five well-known commercial dubbing companies in China. Letter, a company has two places, for a total of ten places. "

Tan Yiming was agitated. Although he accidentally hit the road of business matching, he was far away from the United States and knew nothing about the domestic situation. Even if he knew those business partners, he could n’t even make a family. Give him a place.

But Yao Yin would have his reason since he would speak about it.

"In addition to the company's quota, there are also private referrals." Yao Yin looked up at the man in front of him. "It just so happened that my mentor knew the production director of the audio department of the rainstorm company-so talk about Yiming, what are you going to pay The price, in exchange for this letter of recommendation? "

The author has something to say:

Thanks for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution ~

Thanks to the little angel who throws [grenade]: 1 child of Xia Mu;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: blue paint, thin magpie, drunk shadowless sleepless, Xiangyang 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the [nutrient solution]:

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