Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1505

[Chapter 1505 Qing Leng CV: The Enemy Is the Queen of Gongyin (63)]

Leaning on the sofa in the background, he took out his mobile phone, found Yi Nian Qingchen’s QQ number in a certain group, and sent a request to add it.

[A little tired, can we talk? 】

At the same time, the CV named Yi Nian Qingchen was about to take the stage.

The host on the stage said excitedly: “Are you still not satisfied with the dubbing performance?

” pain.

“Then let us invite the members of Group B of the dubbing agency to perform for us the drama “The Fu of Past Life”, which is currently a hot topic in the online dubbing circle!

” The pot exploded.

“What the hell?”

“Oh my god, please, don’t insult Nianyi in my mind anymore!”

“Fuck! That is to say! After the dust is clean, there will be no Nianyi, and after the gentleness, there will be no Qijun, okay?”

“Can you skip this show and change to the next one, I’m afraid I’ll come on stage with my schoolbag and beat people up later.”

“Don’t you? The small clubs on the Internet are all hot, and today this is the B group of the dubbing club! ”

“Goodbye, I’m leaving first!”

…

Mo Ran’s face turned pale with fright at the sound of everyone’s words, and so did Mao Qi.

Although he has dubbing experience several times, it seems that there are quite a few people who are fans of “The Fury of the Past”, which really makes him a little panicked.

“I feel like my breathing is blocked!” Mo Ran was wearing a water-blue velvet embroidered jacket and a pair of hibiscus soft-soled shoes on his feet.

“Ah?” Luo Qingchen was slightly taken aback, feeling amused by Mo Ran’s words.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Mao Qi said: “I feel my heart being hit.”

“…”

This time she didn’t even bother to say ‘ah’, and responded directly with a speechless expression.

“Do you think I will be notified on Weibo?” Mao Qi’s expression was a little dull, obviously the audience in the audience had a great influence on him.

“You are not worthy of Qi Jun.” Mo Ran gave him a response.

“Don’t worry!” At the moment when they were about to take the stage, Luo Qingchen gave them a ‘reassurance pill’. I saw her chuckle and said, “You can sit down and play with Wen Cun at ease.”

“Ahem——” Wen Yanchen cleared his throat while walking aside, “If your acting is too bad, I think it’s possible.”

“Pu Chi ” Luo Qingchen raised his eyes, Shui Ling’s eyes flickered lightly and said: “Really or not.”

“Fake.”

“It’s over.”

“I’m over too.”

A minute later, the melodious background music sounded , but failed to stop the restlessness in the audience.

There was even a ‘half cup of warmth’ iron fan, who threw one and half of mineral water directly on the stage, and angrily said: “Please don’t insult my Wencunju! Okay! Okay! Okay!”

His The voice was very loud, Wen Yanchen frowned, and stood inside the built wooden pile in a moon-white costume, closing his eyes.

The next second, the lights on the stage came

down—”Is she getting married today?” Qi Jun in the prison asked the visitor with a smile.

It was a voice that was as cold as the floating world, unique in time.

“Yes.” (Jun Xiaodong, the narrator of Recruitment)

He took the poisoned wine and drank it down in one gulp: “I have nothing to worry about in this life!”

Just for a moment, the originally noisy audience was instantly silent.

This kind of silence, even a gust of wind blowing through the treetops, the sound of rubbing between the leaves can be clearly heard.

[End of This Chapter]