"That's okay, everyone just plays together. Happiness is the most important thing. Sister, I'll take you to the backstage." Without waiting for Ye Zhiwei to refuse, the little girl held Ye Zhiwei's hand and squeezed into the backstage, and Zhao Ruibin could only follow.

"Sister Fang, I invited a foreign player to come over. She is so awesome and can speak anime lines."

There were many people in the backstage, and the little girl pulled Ye Zhiwei around and circled left and right, and finally stopped in front of a 25 or 26-year-old girl.

"Really? Sebastian's lines can do it too? It would be great if you know it. You can say a few words first and I'll listen to it."

Before Ye Zhiwei could react, she stuffed a piece of paper into her hand and looked down. Ye Zhiwei was in a state of emotion, and her mouth was fluent in a cold and sweet line.

"Okay, it's you. I'll explain it to you earlier. Xiaoyu, you finally did something reliable. Take her to get the earphone and start in five minutes."

After hearing the first two sentences, Sister Fang made a decision and explained to Xiaoyu a few sentences, she hurried to the booth in front.

"Hurry, my sister, let's go and prepare." Without asking Ye Zhiwei's name, Xiaoyu put equipment on her. Ye Zhiwei was pushed behind the stage curtain in a daze.

She had to always watch the coser's movements and say the corresponding lines so as not to match the last lines and actions. I have to say that this is indeed a very novel experience, at least Ye Zhiwei was very happy to play.

Zhao Ruibin was holding milk tea and standing under the stage with his bag in his arms, looking at Ye Zhiwei's eyes full of appreciation. He didn't expect that Ye Zhiwei had this trick, which really made him more and more fascinated.

"Oh my god, big guy."

"This sound is really amazing. It sounds cold and sweet, and it doesn't look feminine at all."

"I just feel a little familiar, and I seem to have heard it there."

Seeing this comment, Ye Zhiwei's face suddenly changed: "Xiao Chan, you said my trumpet will not be dug out, right? I have uploaded this dubbing in the trumpet."

Jiang Chan gloated: "I was happy at that time, did you think of the consequences? After all, there are only a few people who know about your small account. I guess everyone wouldn't think of it here."

Ye Zhiwei: "Hope."

"What if it is exposed?"

"What else can I do? Cold pastry, at most, I will post these things openly in the future. Anyway, I am not a star and don't live in front of the camera. Soon, everyone will forget me. What should I do? "

The performance on the stage was about twenty minutes, and the program was not all included, but only part of it was edited. When Ye Zhiwei prepared all this, Zhao Ruibin handed over the milk tea.

"It's still warm, moisten your throat first."

"Thank you, it's quite interesting." Ye Zhiwei's eyes narrowed with a smile, smiling.

Zhao Ruibin protected her and squeezed out: "Have you learned Japanese before? He spoke very authentically, and he felt that he was not much worse than the teachers in the institution."

Ye Zhiwei: "I just like animation. I specially studied it in college, so I can also make it easier for me to follow the movies."

"So amazing!" Zhao Ruibin praised sincerely, "At that time, I was very busy with my studies? I had to update my literature and study my second major."

Ye Zhiwei: "Actually, it's okay. You won't feel tired if you do what you like, it's all worth it."

There are more comments on the barrage, almost all of which are praises to Ye Zhiwei.

"What kind of treasure girl is this?"

"You can write magnificent male articles and also dubbing animations."

"You can also cook and make clothes."

"How could there be such an excellent person?"

Looking at everyone's comments, Ye Zhiwei felt a little embarrassed: "Where am I that powerful? You made the clothes by Xiaochan. At most, I can only know how to DIY dolls. Fortunately, I don't want me to make clothes later."

Jiang Chan: "Apart from making clothes, everything else is your advantage. Your cooking skills are really good, and you can't recognize this."

Ye Zhiwei: "I just have a lot of time. If I go from nine to five like others, I don't have time to learn these."

The show is still going on, and the date between Zhao Ruibin and Ye Zhiwei can be said to be very sweet. It was around 4 pm after visiting the comic exhibition. The excitement passed, and Ye Zhiwei felt tired.

"No, I'm so tired. I haven't walked such a long way for a long time. I have to take a break."

Seeing Ye Zhiwei sitting on a wooden chair by the roadside, Zhao Ruibin looked at her, his eyes full of doting.

"Then let's take a break, the time is almost over. There is a book bar nearby. Let's go there to sit and have dinner later?"

"Xiao Ci is still at home, so it's too late to go back."

Zhao Ruibin: "We will go back after dinner, it won't be very late. We haven't had dinner outside alone yet, so we'll have some relaxation today."

Ye Zhiwei thought about it, is it true that she is not a cook in her position?

It's a book, but it actually sells coffee and desserts. Ye Zhiwei glanced at the menu: "I want a tiramisu and a cup of caramel macchiato, where are you?"

"I want a Black Forest cake, and another latte."

Sitting down on the booth, Ye Zhiwei finally relaxed: "It's comfortable, I haven't come out for a long time."

Zhao Ruibin: "Then do you usually stay at home?"

Ye Zhiwei: "Well, my condition in the cottage is similar to that in my home, but I am the only one at home, and I am not yet there."

Zhao Ruibin: "Didn't you live with your parents?"

Ye Zhiwei lowered his eyelashes: "I lived alone after I went to college. It's great to be alone, and I'm free."

Zhao Ruibin sensitively realized that Ye Zhiwei was in a bad mood. At this time, their snacks came up, so he changed the subject.

"Try the dim sum here, I have always eaten the dim sum you make recently, and I don't know if the people outside are still used to it."

"It looks very good." Ye Zhiwei commented and took the lead in giving a small piece of tiramisu.

“It’s lemony, quite fresh.”

Zhao Ruibin took a bite of the Black Forest Cake and refused to move again: "It's a bit sweet, not as delicious as you did."

Ye Zhiwei tasted it: "It seems a bit sweet, but I can accept the sweetness. Why don't you eat my portion? This taste is OK, not greasy."

"Okay, I'll try it."

The two exchanged their own desserts, and there was another piece of sugar on the barrage. Ye Zhiwei held Xiao Ci, and then he felt a little embarrassed when he saw it.

Although Ye Zhiwei has a slight social fear, it is targeted at strangers. If she is familiar with her, she is actually a very good listener and has great ideas.
Chapter completed!