"What?" Lu Yuxuan asked immediately, "Is my hearing not working well? Why didn't I hear a single word he said?"
"It doesn't seem to be your fault, Fifth Brother," Xiaobao whispered, "Actually, I didn't hear it clearly either... This uncle's dialect is so strong."
Lu Ziyi looked at the security guard with a smile on his face: "Could you please speak Mandarin?"
The security guard started mumbling again, and this time he seemed to say two sentences.
"No, uncle, that word is too hot to the mouth?" Lu Jiaming couldn't help but retort, "If you can't pronounce the words clearly, you can just speak slowly. My goodness, it looks like you have cooked four dishes and a soup in your mouth."
This time the security guard stretched his neck a little and repeated it in a slower pace.
"He said he needed to show his door card," Lu Zixiao said helplessly, "I heard it clearly."
Lu Jiaming said, "Oh," and said to the security guard, "We don't have a door card. We're here to pick someone up. We'll be leaving soon. It won't be long."
The security guard seemed to hesitate for a moment, then started his annoying lines on the intercom again. Although Xiaobao and the others still couldn't hear anything clearly, fortunately he still let them through.
They quickly quickened their pace and walked into the office building.
"Oh my god!" Lu Jiaming didn't speak until he reached the elevator door. "I'm really impressed. It's so hard to say a few words."
Lu Ziyi smiled helplessly: "I've seen censored pictures before, but this is the first time I've heard censored speech."
Although this little episode was a bit speechless, it was also really funny. While they were chatting and laughing, the elevator door opened. Xiaobao stood at the front and walked in quickly, but suddenly paused.
"Which floor is Third Brother's training room on?"
"Seventh floor," Lu Jiaming said, "I know this, after all, I've been here once."
Xiaobao's eyes quickly found the number 7 on a long row of buttons. After pressing it, the elevator door slowly closed.
The people who were working at this time had already left work. The elevator went up without stopping on each floor. After successfully reaching the seventh floor, they suddenly heard a rather hysterical background music, followed by a very emotional conversation.
As soon as you hear it, you can tell that this is a practice of situational interpretation, and the lines at this time even have a sense of ancient style.
Xiaobao has never seen Lu Jiayang perform. Maybe he can see him practicing dancing and hear his beautiful singing at home, but acting requires the cooperation of other people, so it is almost impossible to see him at home.
Now that he could finally see it, the little guy suddenly became excited and walked towards the direction of the sound with small steps, and his brothers followed closely behind him.
The training room for scenario acting is not glass on all sides, but they can still see what is happening inside through the windows.
"Jiayang, is this..." Lu Zixiao frowned slightly, "Practicing wire-hanging?"
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