Title: Really Want to Hear You
Author: Mo Bao Fei Bao
Note:
He is a celebrity in the commercial voice acting circle, with a mysterious main profession and not particularly fond of socializing.
Because of an accident, he began introducing food to her every night—his alluring voice describing the methods of cooking each dish, and bit by bit, he devoured her completely.
Keywords: Sweet story / Lighthearted story / Don’t imagine any real-life prototypes, there are none...
☆、Prologue: Pepper Pork Tripe Chicken
"I’m telling you, I’m on the bus right now," Gu Sheng said into her headphones, speaking to her roommate in the YY Room. "Can we talk when I get back to the dorm?"
Six in the morning, the first early bus, the sky still dark.
This certain moderator of a certain website had tracked her down from afar, insisting that she, a Little Transparent, perform a cover of a birthday song for the website’s anniversary celebration.
Too lazy to type, she simply dragged her into her own YY Room.
Her roommate was impatient and wouldn’t give up until she finished talking, so Gu Sheng half-listened, leaning against the rightmost seat in the last row, gazing at the empty bus.
After discussing business, they moved on to personal matters.
As for personal topics, the conversation between two single, bored girls shifted from gossip to Taobao, and finally landed successfully on food.
"I went to eat hotpot yesterday, it was super delicious," Gu Sheng suddenly remembered last night’s feast.
"What kind of hotpot?" Geng Xiaoxing asked her. "Haidilao? Liuyishou? Little Lamb?"
"Pork tripe chicken hotpot," Gu Sheng narrowed her eyes, still savoring the memory. "It should be pepper pork tripe chicken hotpot. Red and white broth—the white broth was this fresh soup, and the red broth was Taiwanese-style blood tofu and old tofu. Do you know how amazing blood tofu and tofu taste when cooked in a spicy, oily red broth?"
Gu Sheng loved food, and whenever she talked about delicious dishes, her voice became incredibly gentle—far gentler than when she sang those ancient style cover songs.
There were only two or three people on the bus, all hungry without having eaten breakfast.
Suddenly hearing a gentle girl describing a steaming hotpot in detail was pure torture. Especially since this girl’s voice carried a faint laziness and a slight huskiness, making it even more enticing.
"Sheng Sheng, are you trying to take revenge on society? Or on me..." Geng Xiaoxing, still lying in bed with a heavy sense of hunger, was already trembling.
"This was the first time I learned how incredibly fresh pork tripe and chicken taste when stewed together, simmered into a milky white broth with a rich aroma of herbs and pepper... Geng, I absolutely have to take you to try it once."
Geng Xiaoxing’s defeated expression was truly amusing.
Gu Sheng took a bite of her rice ball, imagining her roommate struggling in bed over whether to get up or rush to the cafeteria to be the first one to eat breakfast, and felt that the world was truly wonderful.
All the resentment from being dragged into the YY Room earlier to discuss singing for the anniversary celebration instantly vanished, didn’t it?
"Gu Sheng, I hate you..." Geng Xiaoxing’s voice was already tinged with tears.
Gu Sheng chuckled, biting into her rice ball, and mumbled indistinctly, "It really was delicious, you know."
Geng Xiaoxing didn’t respond.
Thinking it was about time to stop, lest she get chased down when she returned to school, Gu Sheng was just about to say she’d leave the YY Room when suddenly a very clear voice, faintly tinged with laughter, said, "That’s a famous Hakka dish from Guangdong. If you have time, it’s quite easy to make at home."
It was a man’s voice.And it was the kind of man's voice that, upon hearing it, would absolutely captivate and slay all girls.
Most importantly, Gu Sheng recognized this voice...
Qiang Qingci.
The top talent of the Perfect Dubbing Group, Qiang Qingci.
Gu Sheng was stunned.
She couldn't believe it and glanced at the online list in the room.
Only "Sheng Sheng Man," "Geng Xiaoxing," and "Qiang Qingci" were there.
She really hadn't guessed wrong—it was Qiang Qingci, truly Qiang Qingci.
That most magnificent voice in the commercial voice acting field, famous for years yet still making it impossible to guess his age. His fans loved to talk about how many online game trailers and period drama protagonists specifically requested him each year, and how many commercial brands had long since designated him as their exclusive voice.
Given that this was Gu Sheng's own private channel, she really couldn't figure out why this SAMA, whose appearance would undoubtedly excite all Voice Fetishists, had entered this room just as dawn was breaking. And he had clearly been listening for a while—otherwise, how would he have known she was talking about pork tripe and chicken stew?
But it was just such a coincidence: the car entered a tunnel, and her internet connection lagged so badly she couldn't speak.
She couldn't even greet him.
What was most infuriating was that Geng Xiaoxing didn't make a sound either, leaving him talking to himself.
"It's not very difficult to make, it just takes some time, and cleaning the pork tripe can be a bit troublesome." Qiang Qingci sounded like he had just woken up. What does it mean for a voice to have a sense of imagery and drama? This was it.
Gu Sheng could sense that he must have overheard this unintentionally and then casually joined in.
Regardless of whether anyone was listening in this channel.
"Try to have all the ingredients ready; it will have a very nourishing effect. I remember needing red dates, codonopsis root, polygonatum odoratum, goji berries, star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon bark, and then the usual seasonings: salt and chicken bouillon. Of course, cooking wine and ginger are essential."
Qiang Qingci said a few more words, essentially explaining that the chicken should be placed inside the pork tripe, sealed with toothpicks, and simmered over low heat...
His voice was intermittent due to the signal, and she listened intently.
Gu Sheng had heard his earlier purely entertainment works and, like her, he had a preference for ancient style.
His ancient style voice was exceptionally charming, but now, he was clearly speaking in his natural voice.
Even though it was early morning, with temperatures below zero, and the car windows were fogged up from the temperature difference inside and outside the car, listening to him leisurely describe the recipe made her feel as if she were sitting around a warm stove on a cozy night, inexplicably giving her a sense of peace without having to think about anything.
This was the charm of a voice—only a Voice Fetishist could truly understand it.
When the car emerged from the tunnel, the name Qiang Qingci suddenly disappeared.
He must have left the room after not getting any interaction for a while.
But Geng Xiaoxing, who had inexplicably left the room earlier, immediately called: "The dorm supervisor just came to check the room, I forgot to tell you. Go on, what was that about pork tripe and chicken stew?"
Gu Sheng still couldn't quite believe that the voice she had just heard in YY Voice Chat was real: "So you didn't hear Qiang Qingci speaking at all?"
"Qiang Qingci? What's that?"
Gu Sheng couldn't help but silently curse: "A celebrity in commercial voice acting, Qiang Qingci, the top talent of the Perfect Club.""The pronunciation is really strange," Geng Xiaoxing said. "You people in dubbing and cover singing all have such bizarre stage names, impossible to remember... But that Perfect Dubbing Group you mentioned—I think our site owner invited them. Apparently, for our site anniversary celebration, we’re also opening a YY Voice Chat channel and specifically invited this dubbing group to celebrate... Send me his name, and I’ll check if he’s included."
"Probably not... He mainly does commercial dubbing now and rarely does it just for fun."
This SAMA is notoriously elusive... Just now, that was absolutely a stroke of weird luck.
"Didn’t you say this SAMA is a top talent?" Geng Xiaoxing chuckled. "I don’t believe we can’t invite him."
She didn’t really believe they could actually get him, but still sent his name over with a sliver of hope:
Qiang Qingci. The first character is pronounced "qiang."
It’s the name of a color. Remember it, don’t embarrass yourself.
Author’s Note: This is purely a sweet, lighthearted YY Voice Chat fanfic, meant for stress-free entertainment. Actually, the inspiration for this story came from the pepper pork tripe chicken hotpot I had yesterday...
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