Gu Sheng remembered her promise with Qiang Qingci very clearly.
The next day, she deliberately pretended to be sick and stayed home instead of accompanying her parents to visit relatives... But her phone remained silent all day, and her Weibo was quiet too. She wondered, which calendar was the Top talent referring to when he said "tomorrow"? She was a bit distracted. On the afternoon of the third day, she quietly logged into her alternate account and, as if possessed, wandered into the Top talent's room.
Thousands of fans were idling, with a few hundred entertaining themselves enthusiastically.
The Top talent's fanbase was so massive that even on weekdays, there were regular activities. The YY Voice Chat channel administrators would invite popular CVs or online singers to maintain the channel's popularity.
To be honest... Qiang Qingci's channel didn'tt need any help maintaining popularity...
Those invited would instantly gain hundreds of fans—wasn't that a stroke of luck?
Through the headset, a familiar voice came through. Glancing at the name, it was "Zoudiao'er."
Gu Sheng recognized this boy. That delicate voice—wasn't he from her own club?
The kid noticed she was online on YY Voice Chat and even in the Top talent's room, so he immediately sent her a private message: "Sheng Sheng Man, I want to clutch your thighs... Quick, stretch them out..."
Gu Sheng: →_→
Zoudiao'er: →_→ Before you become the Top talent's official pairing Financial Backer, I better hold on tight.
Gu Sheng: →_→... It's all a misunderstanding.
Zoudiao'er: →_→ During ambiguous phases, they always call it a misunderstanding.
Gu Sheng: ...
Just as she was about to log out, she heard the channel host suddenly ask Zoudiao'er, who had just finished his performance and was about to gracefully leave the Microphone: "Zoudiao'er, I remember Sheng Sheng Man is in the same club as you, right?"
Instantly, the entire screen was flooded with "Sheng Sheng Man!!!!" It was thorough and decisive.
Zoudiao'er chuckled awkwardly, coughed twice, and hummed twice...
Gu Sheng felt a chill run down her spine and hurriedly sent him a private message: "Don't say anything... about me and the Top talent."
After sending it, she realized something was off...
Why did it feel like protesting too much? Heaven knows, there really was no silver here—not even a copper coin... While Gu Sheng was still tangled up, the kid coughed twice again: "Well, she's the club's darling. She can do cover singing, Arrangement, Post-production, and Art Design..."
Gu Sheng silently closed her eyes for a moment.
Kid, you're stretching the truth...
The host let out an "Oh~": "Don't change the subject, tell us... about our Top talent and Sheng Sheng Man, ahem... you know." Zoudiao'er fell silent for two seconds.
Sheng Sheng Man immediately sent him another message: "If you dare say a single word, I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth..."
"Well..." Zoudiao'er's voice carried a hint of laughter, mixed with a cough, "It's unspeakable. These two... Sheng Sheng Man said I can't say a single word—"
The host let out another "Oh~."
The fans below were already heartbroken, wailing and howling.
"I didn't hear anything...""I didn't hear anything...""Well, I think our Top talent is almost twenty-six, so he should have a Financial Backer by now... Biting my handkerchief, I hear the sound of my heart breaking...""I didn't hear anything...""The Top talent belongs to everyone! The Flower Queen can't be plucked! I refuse to accept it!""The Top talent has been famous for over a decade, and countless stunningly beautiful Financial Backers have failed to win him over... What does that Sheng Sheng Man have to deserve him... Rolling! Flipping! No way!"Gu Sheng felt...
Alright... her brain circuits were already overloaded.
Her reputation for integrity, along with her dignity and public image, had all vanished into thin air along with the Top Talent after that night when she nearly burst a blood vessel... But the Top Talent's integrity was so high, while hers had scattered to the winds...
She weighed it over and over, again and again.
Gu Sheng felt she needed to make a report first.
She fished her phone out from under the pillow, opened WeChat, cleared her throat, and said, "Sir... I want to tell you something."
The voice message whooshed out.
She held her phone, silently waiting. As she waited, her heart grew restless, imagining all sorts of reactions the Top Talent might have upon receiving it.
What if Sir didn't like being disturbed?
What if Sir had already deleted her WeChat?
What if Sir thought she was annoying?
What if Sir...
Gu Sheng had always prided herself on being calm, but when it came to her Favorite Voice Actor, the Top Talent, she truly couldn't stay composed. After waiting a while, she felt she couldn't keep staring at her phone anymore. But even after putting it on the table, she couldn't help but strain her ears to listen...
Suddenly, a WeChat reply came through.
Gu Sheng tapped it open. It was the Top Talent, the Top Talent... thank goodness.
Only 1 second?
Could three words be said in 1 second? Or two?
Puzzled, she opened it and held it to her ear. She heard Qiang Qingci's voice, sounding very groggy, let out a "Hmm?"... Really, just a "Hmm?" Have you ever heard anyone send this word on WeChat? Could this word be pronounced so clearly and beautifully? Could it be pronounced so clearly and beautifully while also sounding groggy and pitiable?
What came rushing at her was the image of a dashing young master, half-dressed, lying sideways on a couch in a warm, lotus-scented bedchamber...
Gu Sheng couldn't quite handle it.
Influenced by the Top Talent, even her own voice lowered: "Sir, were you sleeping just now?"
After a while, Qiang Qingci sent another WeChat message, still only 1 second long.
What would he say this time? She had no idea.
She held it to her ear and heard Qiang Qingci... let out another "Hmm." This time, the Top Talent seemed slightly more awake, his tone gentle.
Listening to it, Gu Sheng felt her heart flutter.
As a seasoned Voice Fetishist, she felt she was definitely, immediately, about to lose it.
"Then... Sir, are you awake now?"
"Hmm."
Gu Sheng: "Then... can I tell you what I wanted to say?"
"Hmm." Qiang Qingci couldn't help but chuckle.
...
Four consecutive "Hmms."
Clearly, it was a living, breathing portrait of a beauty.
The first was a half-asleep noble young master, eyes hazy with sleep, voice blurred;
The second was a young prince holding a sobering soup, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, voice soft;
The third was a handsome general with half-open robes, eyes tinged with peach blossoms, voice doting;
The fourth... was the most enchanting, a young king waking from a spring dream, gently embracing a beauty, voice bewitching...
...
Gu Sheng finished her mental image, her brain completely short-circuiting, blood rushing to her temples:
"Um... Sir, I forgot what I wanted to say... Please go back to sleep..."
Author's Note: Oh my, my Top Talent...
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