The conversation was fluent, not only was there no tension at all, but the rhythm points during the oral broadcast were also mastered in such a clear-cut manner.
His speech speed is sometimes slow and sometimes fast, and his intonation is sometimes high and sometimes low. Most importantly, he can even change his voice!
In addition to the fixed narration voice, each character in the book actually has his or her own unique voice characteristics.
Hu Guohua, Yanzi, Wang Kaixuan, Hu Bayi, Gawa, etc. who appear in the story all have unique and unique personalities. Whether it is uncle, fat house, Zhengtaiyin or luoli, Yujie, female corpse voice, from Liao Yuan's mouth
After it was broadcast, it seemed like they all had a fresh life!
It’s so lifelike!
As soon as Xiao Peng's attention was invested in it, he couldn't get it out again!
"Brother Yuan!"
When Liao Yuan left the live broadcast room, Xiao Peng was so excited that he quickly put down his mobile phone, stepped forward and asked in surprise: "Are you still Brother Yuan?"
"Of course."
Liao Yuan stopped, glanced at him, and smiled: "What's wrong?"
"It's different, it's so different!"
Xiao Peng excitedly circled Liao Yuan, "I didn't expect you, Brother Yuan, to have the ability to change your voice. Brother, I'm really not praising you. Your ability is better than that of Mi Maodian!"
Why were you hiding your clumsiness before? My dear brother, you really didn’t show your true skills until the critical moment! Also, where did you collect this "Ghost Blowing Lamp"? Grave robbing! It turned out to be tomb robbing! Oh my god! This is
But it’s much more exciting than a vague ghost story…”
Xiao Peng seemed to have endless words to say, his face flushed with excitement, and his saliva almost sprayed into Liao Yuan's face. He pointed at the thick stack of speech scripts in Liao Yuan's hand and said excitedly: "Episode 6
Are all the rest of the plot here? Brother Yuan, let me enjoy it first!"
"No, Xiao Peng."
Liao Yuan raised his hand and stopped Xiao Peng from stepping forward to take over the speech script: "These manuscripts are related to my future destiny. It is not convenient for me to hand them over to anyone for the time being. You should understand my current situation.
"
Xiao Peng was stunned, as if he just remembered that Liao Yuan had the last three days of his live broadcast career, and suddenly became worried: "Brother Yuan, you have such a magic weapon, why didn't you take it out earlier? There are only three days left, this is too much time.
It's short. After all, you know that the audience of "The Strange Things in the World" is simply pitiful. This listening rate has very little influence on the above. Moreover, Mi Maodian of Baoshan Radio has already joined our radio station. I also went to the radio station in the afternoon.
I saw him going through the entry procedures with our director."
"Let's make up for it!"
Liao Yuan smiled: "I am lucky to win, but I am destined to lose my life. No matter what the final result is, at least I have tried hard, so be it. Xiao Peng, I will get off work first. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Looking at Liao Yuan's back, Xiao Peng was in a daze. When he looked again, he suddenly felt that the back had become taller.
"An illusion must be an illusion."
Xiao Peng rubbed his eyes, picked up his phone and started searching for information about the novel "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".
But no matter whether he was searching while standing, sitting or lying down, he found nothing about the novel "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".
Not only that, there are surprisingly few novels about tomb robbing.
Most of them are biographies of ancient figures published by some archaeological experts after excavating ancient tombs and conducting research.
"This...could it be written by Brother Yuan himself?"
Xiao Peng couldn't believe it, "Oh my god, is my brother Yuan so talented?"
the other side.
Liao Yuan clocked out of get off work, returned home, changed his shoes, and walked into the bedroom. He had just put his briefcase on the bedside table and was about to wash up when he suddenly remembered something and walked out of the bedroom and went to another room.
He hesitated, but finally tried to open the door: "Meiqi?"
The door is not locked.
Liao Yuan turned on the light, only to find that in the pink and white bedroom, the sheets were neatly folded. In the small wardrobe, just like his own, there were only two simple girls' clothes hanging. Other than that, the entire bedroom was empty.
.
"Not back yet?"
Liao Yuan was a little strange. He took out his mobile phone to call his sister, but found that the phone was turned off.
It was at this time that he discovered an unread text message on his phone: "Brother, I signed up for another talent show. Don't worry, I'm sure to be popular this time! So, I won't go back during this period.
Leave me a message if you have anything to do, I love you, Brother Shanzhi."
Liao Yuan suddenly frowned.
He was convinced that this text message was sent by his sister Liao Meiqi, because except for Liao Meiqi, no one dared to call himself Shanzhi's eldest brother in front of him.
"Liao Meiqi..."
Liao Yuan murmured, then exited the room and gently closed the door, as if there was still someone in the bedroom.
When Liao Yuan woke up, it was already sunset.
There was still some time before going to work, Liao Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at everything in the room blankly.
Strange, strange, still strange...
No, I'm familiar with them.
After a while, Liao Yuan stood up, got dressed, picked up his briefcase, and ordered an egg fried rice from a home-cooked restaurant near the community.
The delicate golden rice grains, each crystal clear, are mixed with yellow and green eggs and chopped green onion, exuding bursts of fragrance.
Liao Yuan took a spoonful, put it slowly in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
Smooth and soothing to the throat.
This is the shop that the Liao brothers and sisters visit most often, but because the funds are too tight, the brothers and sisters can only order one egg fried rice every time. Of course, Liao Yuan cooks more often,
Boil a bowl of water noodles, cut a few slices of refrigerated beef, and sprinkle with some chopped green onion and coriander.
Every time, Liao Meiqi wolfed down the food, kept giving thumbs up, and boasted about a bowl of water noodles: "Brother, it's a shame that you don't want to be a chef!"
Or if there is more leftover after paying monthly wages and deducting necessary expenses such as rent, the brother and sister will make careful calculations, and then go to the supermarket to buy overseas with the extra expenses other than living expenses.
Potatoes, eggs, and rice are necessities. These ingredients not only ensure nutrition, but also make it easy to satisfy your hunger.
Most importantly, it's very cheap.
As evening approached, the restaurant's business became more and more popular.
Among the hurried guests, only Liao Yuan was so slow to taste the egg fried rice.
His serious and upright attitude made the boss lady look at him frequently: "Is my egg fried rice so delicious?"
Half an hour later, Liao Yuan came to the cashier and took out his mobile phone to pay.
The landlady looked over and saw the checkout number on Liao Yuan's mobile phone, then looked at Liao Yuan's handsome face, and couldn't help but give a kind reminder: "That's too much."
"My sister may come tonight."
Liao Yuan said with a smile: "This girl doesn't like to carry a wallet when she goes out, so I paid for her in advance. Boss lady, remember to ask her to eat when you see her."
"Oh, okay." The landlady suddenly understood.
She remembered that this pair of brothers and sisters often came from their restaurant to eat egg-fried rice. They were handsome men and beautiful women, but when they ate the egg-fried rice, they all devoured it equally.
This is the first time I have seen the boss lady eating her food carefully and slowly like today.
After Liao Yuan left, the landlady suddenly remembered something, "No, who still carries a wallet these days? Everyone pays via mobile!"