Chapter 15: 15 Read and Burn

[Hello Dear Winter Teacher, One does not fall in the same pit twice.]

[If it will, it might as well be lying at the bottom of a pit looking at the stars.]

[Life on earth, this good mind, share it with you.]

[- @Winter Splash who wants to hear you sing]

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"What's wrong?" Xiao Lin came over with a big stride, "Your face is so red, are you choking?"

"Nothing." Fang Zhiran shook his head.

It's just that Mr. Snowflakes is melting a little with embarrassment.

"Snowflakes," the assistant from Clear Light Culture was calling out, "Get ready to shoot, you're up next again oh."

"Come on." Fang Zhiran said.

He put his cell phone away and turned to jump into the studio pool.

In a single room in the doctor's dormitory of the University of A, Ji Xingchuan came out of the shower and wiped his hair.

The WeChat interface hanging from the computer lit up with a red marker and 28 new messages.

So much news that a paper was written to explain it?

Every time he was found out a little secret, the way the little master blushed nervously and tried to organize his words to explain was quite funny.

Ji Xingchuan opened the dialog box with [F]--

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

20 images, 8 videos.

[F]: Come on. [Pictures] x 20

[F]: a precautionary shot for the elder brother, shot.jpg

[F]: Women's clothes, ancient clothes, beasts' clothes, everyday clothes, all kinds of things, senior brother recognizes them one by one.

[F]: Next time I see you, you're not surprised, and neither am I. Oh.

[F]: - Fellow student Fang Zhiran who wants to work with you to build a harmonious division. Fist.jpg

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Ji Xingchuan couldn't hold back his laughter.

This young master, with his unusual brain, his behavior is simply unpredictable.

He clicked on the latest video close by, an underwater shot.

The pale blonde haired teenager, slowly opening his eyes underwater, gently reaching out in the direction of the camera, then tapping his toes and turning his stance, the white and gold intertwined pendulum of his coat spreading out in the water, blossoming into a shimmering light.

In the next moment, Snowflakes Teacher paddled his feet, gurgled and spat out a series of blisters, and went up to the surface with his hands and feet.

Instantly, in front of the camera, between the scattered hems of the clothes, the white calves were vaguely visible.

That's where the video stops.

The original video without any post-processing is stunning enough.

[F]: Look at my iron fist. Fist.jpg, read after me, "read and burn."

Ji Xingchuan "Read and Save".

He clicked on the next video, which was Cat Junior Snowflakes.

The black-haired, black-clad boy sat crouched on an oversized prop donut, his heterochromatic pupils playful and mysterious, a joker playing card grasped in his hand and a cat tail dangling behind him.

Ji Xingchuan continues to survive.

Little Master's preventive shots were moody.

[F]: Inoculation done?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Uh-huh.

[F]: (*^▽^*)

[F]: After the eye-opener, let's not make a fuss, either of us.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Uh-huh.

Ji Xingchuan, a great feast.

Fang Zhiran, sitting and resting at the edge of the pool, is reassured.

That's brilliant, Mr. Snowflakes.

Directly send all the breaks to the celestial enemy at once, and thereafter stand and do as you please, never to be embarrassed again.

As for this little secret of his, under the threat of his iron fist, Senior Xing Chuan should not give him a chance to raise it.

Underwater shooting is easy to produce a masterpiece, but it also tests the physical strength of the cosplayer quite a bit.

Fang Zhiran's physical strength is average, and after three trips into the water, he was slightly shivering when he came back out.

"Snowflakes, can we get another close-up of the slowly sinking water?" Li Li, the agency's assistant, called out to him.

"After the close-up, are you in charge of fishing?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Li Li: "......"

"No energy today." He said, "Call it a day."

He stood up holding onto the edge of the pool, his wet hair dripping little droplets of water.

"Come on, dryad, get changed." He called out.

"My cn name is Xiao Lin, so cool, don't yell." Xiao Lin yelled, chasing him all the way up.

"Hey, Snowflakes," Xiao Lin said, "thinking about changing agencies? My agent just said he likes you, and the one you're in now, honestly, the business model isn't exactly friendly to you."

"I don't want to consider your one, the name of the organization is too ugly." Fang Zhiran said, "Besides, my contract with Clear Light Culture hasn't expired yet."

"Che, then which one can you consider?" Xiao Lin said, "There are only three in the industry that do a good job of running secondary yuan culture, my Hao Shuang Wen Entertainment, your company's Sunny Lantern Culture, and Teacher Yu Jin's Shogun Moon Media."

Xiao Lin: "will be the moon media is a big company, no 500w fans, can not enter, you have to shoot drag, from face to cos that kind of, your face long so awesome, but do not love to shoot ...... you fucking belong to the rabbit, run so fast!"

After changing clothes and removing his makeup in the locker room, Fang Zhiran picked up his cell phone again.

Good, no more messages from Sifu.

After seeing the big storms, Elder Brother is not the same Elder Brother he used to be.

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The shooting was delayed for quite a while, but fortunately the Sukhoi dormitory hosts latecomers all year round and is not gated.

When Fang Zhiran went back to the dormitory, He Xuyang was still studying, and there was a huge pile of reference books on his desk.

"It's one o'clock and you're just back." He Xuyang said, "I thought you were going to sleep in the lab tonight."

Fang Zhiran: "No ......"

He was trying to think of an excuse when He Xuyang said, "Ji Xingchuan is really perverted, squeezing you to work every day."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"That's too bad, little Zhiran." He Xuyang said, "You should wash up and rest."

Fang Zhiran changed into a set of pajamas and flew under the covers.

[ Su Jia ]: ah ah ah ah Snowflakes, please do give me a chance to shoot underwater later.

[ Su Jia ]: It's so beautiful, you're so flexible in the water.

[F]: Yeah.

[ Su Jia ]: Then I'll look for the role!

Fang Zhiran rolled over, ready to find a bedtime audio, when another new message popped up on the screen.

[ Su Jia ]: Ah, your winter teacher was scolded hey.

[F]: rabbit breathing fire.jpg

It's normal for people who are a bit famous to be scolded, but Fang Zhiran himself receives one or two abusive private messages every day.

Calling him a presentee, calling him a high p, and even more outrageously, calling him a seducer of his own husband.

Fang Zhiran has a good mind, he doesn't even look at it.

It's okay to yell at him, not at the winter teacher.

He opened up Twitter and sure enough, a game had updated its character information and loaded a brand new voice pack.

The winter teacher puts out dinner.

But the comment section also fell -

@ Cha Mu's Little Sun: not close to the face at all, teacher our family [Nuo Yao], shouldn't sound like this, right?

Like [298] Step on [999]

This article follows the comments -

@Fudge (read but won't reply): I think the voice actor "Cha Mu" would be more appropriate for the role of Nor Yao?

@Glutinous Rice Biscuit: there's something wrong with that, after Winter took this role last year, she's been hounded by Cha Mu's fans, go audition for the role yourself if you want it, okay?

@Monthly Exam #1: Yeah, winter is half retired, what more. I heard that it is still the game match director specially invited winter match it, some people don't be too jealous.

Fang Zhiran raises his left hand and catches the right hand that was about to spew forth, giving the signing organization some face time.

A few minutes later, a small number, @Gu Gui Hurt the People, came online.

@ Gu Gui Hurts the People: @ Cha Mu's little sun, Cha Mu stick face? The face is really big ah you stick face, a few months did not take the work ah, greedy like a water ghost, see a role just want to get on the body.

@ Gu Gui Hurts the People: @ Fudge (read and not return to pull black), Cha Mu teacher is great, kill winter (50 cents a piece, into the group to discuss)

Fang Zhiran wandered into the comments section until two o'clock and hit the ground running for Mr. Winter.

The lights in the dormitory went out, and He Xuyang carefully got into bed, his energy running out, his head lolling as he drifted off into a deep sleep.

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The group has had quite a bit of work lately, with older siblings heading to the lab all the time.

The next morning, Fang Zhiran went into the office, saw no one, and turned on the computer to draw a data chart.

Ji Xingchuan recently put cartons of milk under his desk for anyone coming and going, and it was well received in the division.

Fang Zhiran came over every day and also took the sheep by the hand.

But today's milk didn't taste like much, and he was halfway through his drawing and feeling a little dizzy in the head, too.

"Hey, Fang Zhiran." Brother Pan Xu comes in, "Can you help me find some literature?"

"Ask to send me." Fang Zhiran said.

Now for your cos search engine.

Instead of sending a demand, Pan Xu came closer, "Fang Zhiran, you look like a rabbit."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Fang Zhiran tilts his head in a cute manner, "Personality like?"

"Eyes like." Pan Xu reached out, pulling him to the mirror, "Red."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Ah, the aftermath of shooting in the water, eyes might be a little inflamed.

On top of that, the head seems to be a little dizzy.

"You don't look at the literature." Pan Xu said, "I'll find it myself later, you rest."

Pan Xu went out, and before long, brought back three medical students from the next program.

"39 degrees 5, a little feverish." The student one said.

"Eyes are red hey, a little inflamed." Student two said.

"Dizziness and loss of taste." Student 3 Record.

The three of them went through the books together and diagnosed Fang Zhiran as having a difficult disease and a short life expectancy.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"What did you do yesterday?" Pan Xu asked.

"What's going on again?" Ji Xingchuan came out clad in his lab coat and removed his gloves, freezing the moment he saw him.

"Follow me." His senior said.

He stood up and dutifully followed Ji Xingchuan.

Ji Xingchuan took him to the school hospital.

"What's going on?" The doctor asked.

"It should be, underwater with eyes open, plus exertion and staying up all night." Ji Xingchuan said, "Maybe a little cold?"

"What kind of specialty is so hard." The doctor muttered, giving Fang Zhiran a checkup, "Well, a cold plus a little inflammation of the eyes, how about an infusion?"

"I'll chew some pills too." Fang Zhiran, not really wanting to hold up the lab, climbed up and was leaving.

Ji Xingchuan pressed him back into his seat, "Give him fluids."

"I don't want to, I ...... am quite bored staying here." Fang Zhiran wiggled and struggled in an effort to stand up, "There's not much fun in the hospital."

"So you'll give me another shot?" His senior asked, "The kind from last night."

Ji Xingchuan : "I see you're quite enjoying yourself."

"......" Fang Zhiran is not moving.