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Chapter 4 Refused to strike up a conversation

Chapter 4 Refusing to catch up

Author: Stew a pot

Chapter 4 Refusing to catch up

Because time flies faster while eating, when a few people finish eating, they are already brightly lit by the mall, and they follow the navigation and walk on the way to the bar.

Three girls walked hand in hand in front, and three boys walked behind with their hands in their pockets. The scene was extremely harmonious.

"Everyone comes to look at the camera." Yuzi held up her mobile phone and took a photo, said to the eggplant to the people entering the camera, and then pressed the photo button.

"Okay, I'll edit the picture and post it on Weibo." She lowered her head and tinkered with the filter, and Chen Sui spoke aside.

"You can block my face when you post on Weibo."

"Ah?" Yuzi looked up and said, "Why?"

"Sorry, I don't really like showing my face on public platforms."

Yuzi nodded and politely did not ask much, "Okay, but we all wear masks, no one can tell, well... forget it, I'll add another sticker to you, it's great...perfect, send!"

With a successful sound, Yuzi clicked on her masterpiece with satisfaction and admired it, "It's not bad, my skills are not as good as that of the past."

"Yuzi, you send me the original picture, and I will also post on Weibo." Feimao said while browsing the Weibo, "Copywriting is: the small team building of Shengxiang Studio."

"I'm not your voice. I'm Shan Jingzhe, a voice actor from the auditory studio."

"I don't care! Last time you teamed up your studio, I accidentally showed my face. As a result, the whole network joked that I was a newcomer to your auditory studio. I didn't dare to look up at my house during that time, for fear that my boss would think that my breathing was too noisy and threw me away! I now have to bring my title to show my loyalty whether I go out or record the show myself. Now it's your turn to take over and tease the whole network."

Shan Jingzhe smiled and his eyes were bent, "You send it, I will forward it after you send it. The copy is: the Chinese voice actor is a team, with the dash signature, Teacher Jiang."

After editing the pictures and texts, Feimao clicked and sent them. When he heard his words, he jumped up, "I'm shark, you." The two of them chased after the road so childishly.

Shan Jingzhe stopped first, and browsed the Weibo post that Feimao had just posted, typed the words he had just agreed to and clicked on the transfer, and then clicked on the accompanying picture.

The six people in the picture, except for Chen Sui who was blocked by stickers, the other five laughed at each other, but were also extremely harmonious.

"Oh, I'll send this original picture to me." He elbowed the Feimao who was locking his throat.

"What are you going to do?" Feimao let go of him and asked while opening WeChat.

"Save it out."

"oh."

After receiving the original picture, Shan Jingzhe clicked the save immediately. He looked at the Feimao who didn't pay attention to him, then turned to look at the four people who were left behind by them, mainly looking at Chen Sui.

Chen Sui was calling and talking to someone at this time. It was all up to Yan Yi to take her away. No one noticed him, so he clicked on the picture and started to watch it.

Chen Sui in the photo tilted her head and looked at the camera with a smile, her eyes warm and gentle. Shan Jingzhe reached out and poked the screen, "It looks so good."

"Huh? What?" Hearing his murmur, Feimao asked, and Shan Jingzhe quickly turned off the screen. "Nothing, alas, is it almost here?"

Feimao was turned around by his words, looked at the map and said, "Yes, that's it, that's it. Oh, you guys, hurry up." He turned around and greeted the few people who fell, and then took the lead and walked over.

The nightclubs of entertainment are always crowded, and the mixed air is filled with cigarettes and alcohol. The music is so loud that it almost deafened the ears. The few people frowned for a long time before they got used to the noisy boiling. After opening the booth, Chen Sui ordered a glass of juice and sat quietly between them watching them order wine and shake dice.

"Suisui, come too." Yuzi handed her a dice cup, and Chen Sui waved her hand, "You play, I can't, I can just watch it."

This is not the first time Chen Sui has been to these places. In order to appear sociable in college, her class or roommates organized a KTV or bar. She will come out more or less several times, but she has a poor alcohol tolerance. This is measured by her aunt, uncle, and her brothers and sisters. She puts her face on one mouthful, even if it is the champagne with the lowest alcohol content, she will put on her face in one mouthful, and she will have to lie on the bed with a glass.

So for her own good, they didn't let her drink outside. Someone advised him to drink and said that he was allergic to alcohol. It was really not possible, so he swallowed two cephalosporins in front of them.

Fortunately, the people she meets never force others to do. When she hears that she is allergic to alcohol, she will also considerately change her to drinks.

Yuzi withdrew her hand and looked at the juice in front of her, "You don't drink either?"

“I’m allergic to alcohol.”

"Ah? Then be careful, don't be afraid, just be by the side and see how I beat them."

"Okay." Chen Sui nodded with a smile.

It can be seen that their interest is particularly high. Although Chen Sui couldn't understand it, she laughed happily in the "open" and "slash" louder than the other.

After watching them play for a few laps, Chen Sui closed her mind, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at her cell phone.

Half a month ago, she took the song and composed lyrics of a radio drama. She spent a week learning about the story one after another. According to the song and requirements there, she filled in the lyrics. She only handed over the lyrics a while ago. Half an hour ago, she sent the audio of the song and sent a sentence by the way.

——Planning of "The South Wind Knows My Thought": Three-year-old teacher, this is the song demo of the radio drama called "Blowing Dreams to Xizhou". If you have time, listen to it and see if there are any sounds that need to be modified. Please trouble you.

—Xiyama: Sorry, I didn’t look at my phone just now.

—Xishan: I'll listen now.

While replying, Chen Sui found out the Bluetooth headset in her bag, clicked on the audio, and started to listen.

There was a song of rock song that was so exciting in the bar, and the venue suddenly became boiling. Yuzi and others stopped shaking the dice in their hands, preparing to jump too.

"Suisui." Yuzi turned her head and looked at her, preparing to invite her to go with her. Seeing her with her headphones and her phone seemed to be busy with something, she was hesitating for a moment.

Chen Sui noticed the movement and looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

"We want to go dancing, do you want to go together?"

After shaking his phone, Chen Sui had no choice but to "Go, I'm still working on it. It's not convenient for you to bring your bags and mobile phones. Just keep me here and watch."

"That's fine." Yuzi thought about it and it was indeed "Then we will change people after you finish your work, so I'll trouble you now."

"It's okay, go." After taking the bags of several people, putting them beside them, looking at the figures of them walking towards the dance floor, Chen Sui continued to lower her head and listened to the audio. After listening twice, she went back to her.

—Xishan: I have finished listening. Both teachers have very good emotions, and the accents of the words and sentences have also fallen to the point. To me, there is no problem.

Then he replied to the friend Mrs. Sun recommended to her, and learned about the situation and decided to go to their family to tutor their children on the weekend.

"Miss, are you alone?" A refreshing voice sounded next to it.

Chen Sui raised her head in confusion, and a boy in his early twenties stood in front of her. Seeing her looking up at him, she immediately showed a silly smile. With the messy hair on her head and a pair of dimples on her cheeks, she looked pretty and sunny.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

"It's nothing," he lowered his head embarrassedly. "It's just that you've been sitting here alone for a long time, like coming over to chat with you."

"I'm not alone," Chen Sui pointed to the dance floor. "My friends are going to dance, and I'll be back later." She took the opportunity to find someone and looked closely. Shan Jingzhe's heads emerged from the crowd. She thought they were about to come back after dancing, so she withdrew her gaze and looked at the boy in front of her again.

"That's it," the boy suddenly became a little shy, grabbed his phone and said shyly, "Then...will I have a chance to leave a friend on your WeChat?"

Chen Sui realized that he was here to pick up a conversation. She was stunned for a moment, thinking about the rejection reply in her mind, squinted her eyes and smiled, "If you are a girl, I think I would be very honored, but I'm sorry, obviously you are not."

"Ah?" The man didn't expect Chen Sui's answer, and he was confused and asked in uncertainty, "Are you... Lala?"

Chen Sui still smiled, nodding or shaking her head.

The boy was confused for a moment, put down his phone, and seemed to find it ridiculous and funny, and said in a little angrily, "Is it already curled up to the point of digestion within?"

"It's not impossible for you to understand this way."

"Forget it," he sighed with his fate and apologized politely. "Sorry, I've bothered you, I hope it didn't cause you trouble."

"fine."

He nodded and left, obviously not wanting to stay for a second.

Chen Sui moved his gaze and landed a few steps away, looking like he was struck by lightning, frowned in confusion.

Shan Jingzhe withdrew his expression, walked back to the booth with a striking and complicated look, picked up his wine glass, and was stuffy, but he still couldn't help but ask, "So, are you really the same?"

"Hmm?" Chen Sui looked at him from his phone. "No, I refused to pick up a chat. I taught him. He said that it would be best to answer this pun. You just don't want to add the boy's WeChat. As for how they understand it, it's their business."

Shan Jingzhe suddenly wanted to beat the blue bird!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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