"Don't make such a fuss, it's just a simple voice change. Haven't you heard of the profession of voice actor?"
Jiang Zhiyuan curled her lips and really wanted to kick the assistant aside and drive herself.
Before their car started moving, she volunteered to drive herself, but was unanimously rejected by the others.
The reasons given are varied!
The type that thinks about her:
"You've already been climbing the mountain all day today, you must be very tired. Let us handle this little thing, and don't bother a master like you."
There are weird types:
"Your original QQ Speed is still online on a certain website. Don't think the Internet has no memory.
We are not as lucky as the suspect back then, so what? You want to go with us to meet our grandmother? "
Straightforward type:
"I don't even want to talk about your driving skills, but riding it is more thrilling than a roller coaster!
Do you feel like you are traveling at a speed of over 200 yards per hour on the highway? Would any of us dare to ride in your car?
I probably wouldn’t have driven more than 1km before being stopped by the traffic police.”
In the end, she was forced to give up her great idea.
"Little assistant, what do you want to do? Don't let go of the steering wheel. You want to die, but we don't want to die yet."
Zhao Tangtang was not frightened by the female voice, but was frightened by the assistant.
"Actually, you should have trusted me. If you had let me drive, this accident probably wouldn't have happened."
Jiang Zhiyuan sincerely felt that his driving skills must be hundreds of times better than those of the young assistant.
But no one is willing to experience her superb skills, so her skills will be buried!
Alas, geniuses are indeed lonely, especially technical geniuses like her!
If you can't find a mentor, you will be buried in the dust forever.
"Okay, I'll continue telling you the story."
After I finished telling the story, everyone in the car fell silent and I felt a chill all over my body.
"I seem to remember, didn't you say you were going to tell us some gossip?
Why are you suddenly telling us ghost stories about school?"
Sister Xu now feels that she has developed a shadow over all things red.
But she was the first among everyone present to realize that the gossip had turned into a ghost story.
"No gossip is as exciting as this story. Just tell me if this story is exciting or not. Does it excite you?"
Jiang Zhiyuan leaned back in the back seat and relaxed, and found a U-shaped pillow from somewhere and put it on his neck.
"Exciting! It's so exciting! It's so exciting that my heart is still beating wildly."
Zhao Tangtang felt that she had never heard such a wonderful ghost story. After listening to it, she could no longer look at the red vest thing in the eye.
The key is that this person speaks with different voices, each of which is so lifelike that it seems as if the protagonist of the story is standing right in front of you.
"Whether it's a story or gossip, as long as it provides us with a sense of novelty, it's fine."
Jiang Zhiyuan didn't think that telling a ghost story, coupled with the outside environment, would bring much psychological trauma to the audience in the live broadcast room.
Even someone like me who has heard this ghost story before feels uneasy. Don’t you all feel uneasy?
[I'm more than panicked! I'm already on my way to call my bestie.]
[The person above is not kind at all. Unlike me, when I first started telling ghost stories, he directly pulled his best friend to my side.
Such a good opportunity should of course be shared by two people, how could I possibly enjoy it alone?
[I finally understand. Best friends are meant to be tricked.]
If you're interested, you can listen to the detailed version of Red Vest. You can listen to it during the day, preferably with someone around to accompany you.
"Sister Yuan, do you have any treasures that can ward off evil spirits? I feel like this road is getting more and more wrong."
There was a barely perceptible tremor in Zhao Tangtang's voice. She tried to ease the tension with a relaxed tone, but her eyes were fixed on the approaching darkness outside the window.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyuan curled up a playful smile. She pretended to be mysterious and took out a colorful bracelet from her bag, shook it gently, and said.
"This is a consecrated bracelet I got from a temple. Wear it and no demons or ghosts will dare to approach you."
As she spoke, she handed the bracelet to Zhao Tangtang.
Zhao Tangtang took the bracelet. Although she knew it might be a joke from Jiang Zhiyuan, she felt inexplicably relieved.
She put it on her wrist pretending to be serious, patted her chest exaggeratedly and laughed.
"I'm not afraid anymore now. With Sister Yuan's amulet here, who dares to mess with me?"
"Hehe, as long as you're happy. Oh, the total is 990 yuan.
The original price is 1,000, and I gave you a discount. Are you happy?
You haven't made any mistakes with my friend, have you?"
As Jiang Zhiyuan spoke, he took out his mobile phone, got the payment code and showed it to Zhao Tangtang.
Zhao Tangtang looked at the bracelet on her wrist and then looked at Jiang Zhiyuan.
"You want me to pay 990 for something this crude? I'm naive, but I'm not stupid!"
"I don't like what you said. This was made by a master himself. It's worth a fortune and has been truly blessed!
Even if you can't afford it, you can't slander the master!"
Jiang Zhiyuan lied all the time and used provocation. Zhao Tangtang had no resistance to this and resignedly scanned the code to transfer the money.
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