Voice partner, I love you forever and it will never change...
The two of them ordered and sat facing each other. Xu Yang looked over Cheng Sizhou's shoulder and just happened to see Yu Ming.
Cheng Sizhou had no idea how to enlighten her. If he put himself in her situation and imagined Yu Ming as the cold and distant Teacher Wen at the beginning, he didn't have to put in much effort. Zichuan followed behind him, calling him "Brother Zhou" all the time.
"If you think that way, your blind date at least gave you flowers, but Senior Brother Yu didn't..."
As Cheng Sizhou spoke, his eyes fell on the chocolates. Yu Ming meant to send two boxes. Could it be that one box was for him and one box for Xu Yang?
It’s strange, how can Brother Yu be so sure that he will share it with Yangyang instead of keeping it all for himself?
"What is this?" Xu Yang asked, pointing at the box.
"It's a gift for you. Open it and you'll know." Cheng Sizhou winked at her pretentiously.
Xu Yang picked up the gift box carefully. She was not sure if it was her illusion. In her peripheral vision, Yu Ming seemed to pause for a moment, and the porcelain spoon in her hand suddenly fell into the earthenware jar.
Maybe I was just being too sentimental. After all, he knew everything but never responded.
"Wow, so beautiful!" Xu Yang smiled sweetly, her eyelashes fluttering. "Is this a birthday present for me?"
"A birthday present?" Cheng Sizhou almost forgot. His junior sister's birthday was December 28th, which was tomorrow. "Oh, yes, yes, a birthday present, a birthday present, but it's not from me..."
"Who sent that?"
Cheng Sizhou raised his phone mysteriously and activated the front camera. He noticed that Yu Ming, who was sitting at the door, had already finished eating and left. Then he winked and said, "Of course it's a certain shy senior named Yu."
"Him? How is that possible!?"
Xu Yang didn't believe Yu Ming would give her a birthday present. After all, she had offered her heart to him countless times, and even the coldest heart would be warmed. But Yu Ming never said he would accept it, and he wasn't even willing to talk to her alone.
"Brother, did Brother Yu clearly say that this is for me?"
"Although he didn't say it explicitly, his intention of sending two boxes should be obvious..."
"I don't want it."
"ah?"
"I said I don't want it."
"Why? Haven't you always been..."
"Although I'm an ordinary person, my love for him is not cheap. He doesn't like me, but he gave me something. What does he want to express? I don't want a meaningless birthday gift. I don't want him to use these things to exchange for my love, and I don't want to owe him a favor."
"Well said!" Cheng Sizhou wanted to applaud his junior sister. Yu Ming, this straight guy, was a bit of a jerk, but his mind was also full of twists and turns. He deserved to be despised by Yangyang. "Just ignore him. If you meet someone who truly treats you well among your blind dates, forget about that big ice cube."
While they were talking, the clay pot soup came up.
Xu Yang drank a few mouthfuls of soup silently, but he still couldn't let it go completely, so he could only force himself not to think about it.
"Brother, I have two more things I want to tell you."
"you say."
"I remember your boyfriend. He's your boyfriend, right? He's a voice actor, right?"
"Um."
"We're building a new museum at Shujiashan right now. I heard it's going to have a built-in audio guide and voice command system. They need to record an audio source, probably something like a voice navigation system. I'm asking the Social Education Department to recommend one. I figured it'd be best to keep it within the family, so let's see if your partner is willing, or if he knows any teachers who could recommend one."
"What's the budget? If we don't have enough money, we can't hire our big star."
"I don't know about the budget, but we'll have to move there sooner or later. Don't you want to hear his voice on your way to and from get off work?"
Damn, I’m convinced.
As Wen Zichuan's works became more and more, Cheng Sizhou no longer only had "Little Prince" to listen to. Occasionally, when he was doing some mechanical and repetitive work, he would put on headphones and let Zichuan's voice knock on his eardrums and flow in his mind.
"What about the other thing?" Thinking about someone looked too silly, Cheng Sizhou immediately changed the subject.
"Another thing," it was finally Xu Yang's turn to show a mysterious expression, "I found a photo in the office, the one you mentioned to me, the one Gu Yanxun took back then."
The photo Gu Yanxun took? What photo? The six-eared porcelain gui?!
Xu Yang used his mobile phone to take a photo of the photo that Gu Yanxun had copied and shown to the foreign tour group. There was another six-handled porcelain gui in the picture, with exactly the same shape, but the background was not anywhere in the Lantern Festival Expo.
The original photo was rephotographed twice, six years apart. If Cheng Sizhou had not had an extraordinary ability to discern colors, it would have been almost impossible to tell that the porcelain gui in the photo was the same as the one in the museum's collection, with that simple and elegant purple-gold glaze.
"Where did you find this?" Cheng Sizhou felt strange. If the notebook was accidentally left behind by Gu Yanxun, then did he also leave the photo that led to his resignation in Dengbo?
"Because we might be moving next year, Sister Yang asked me to pack up all the old documents. I found it on the top panel of the bottom shelf of a file cabinet."
Xu Yang is an honest child. When asked to pack up, others may just do it casually, after all, it is still early for moving. Only she will organize each cabinet one by one, for fear of missing anything wrong.
"Is it such a coincidence?"
"That cabinet was filled with documents from a long time ago. It was so full that when I reached in, I felt something slippery on it, and the edge of it scraped my hand."
"Oh my goodness, this weird thing, can it be real or fake?"
Cheng Sizhou speculated on the reason why Gu Yanxun left the photo. First, he planned to change his career, so there was really no need to take these materials with him. Second, if he had stuffed the photo in that secret place and let someone find it out later for some reason, then did he want people to continue to investigate or not?
wrong.
Gu Yanxun left the Lantern Museum. His master, Master Jiang, must have known the inside story, but his master only dispelled the rumors, proving that Gu Yanxun did not leave because he offended the director, but he did not mention the authenticity of this item.
Cheng Sizhou knew about it. His master had participated in the restoration of this six-handled porcelain gui when he was young. Even if we take a step back and say that because its shape is too unique, there are no related unearthed cultural relics of the same era or the same batch to verify it. That is a problem of the degree of research, not a problem of authenticity.
Moreover, his master had a strong and upright character, and had taught him since he was young to "tell the truth and be a good person." He would never tolerate a fake thing being displayed openly in a display cabinet, fooling the general public for more than 20 years.
From a rational analysis, he tends to believe that the porcelain gui is real, but somehow he feels something is wrong.
Cheng Sizhou asked Xu Yang to send him the photo. He stared at the yellow, wrinkled and blurry picture again and again, but still had no clue.
Maybe he could ask Gu Yanxun again, but he and Teacher Gu were not that familiar with each other. Moreover, Zichuan said that he was very busy recently. If he repeatedly asked him about the unpleasant past events, it would not only be impolite, but might also affect his relationship with Zichuan.
Otherwise, go ask the master directly?
Speaking of which, he hadn't visited his master and mistress for a while. He had originally planned to go there on New Year's Day, but he agreed to Zichuan to go to the comic convention to watch his performance, and then go to the city center to celebrate the New Year together.
Forget it, that thing has been in the Lantern Museum for more than 20 years. At most, he is just a little curious.
Besides, if he doesn't go home for New Year's Day, he has to go back for Spring Festival. During the holidays, he has to go back to both homes to "listen to teachings" and "receive education", so I'll ask him when he returns.
In the evening, Cheng Sizhou mentioned the issue of the human voice source. Wen Zichuan agreed immediately without hesitation and said that he could provide it for free.
"You usually live frugally, but now you're quite generous." Cheng Sizhou was lying on his lap playing with his mobile phone. He happened to see a news report about the construction of the new museum and made a casual remark to him.
"What a rare opportunity," Wen Zichuan stretched out his fingers and twisted a piece of his hair, which was neither short nor long. "Your junior sister is right. From now on, when you go to work, you can hear my voice everywhere."
He remained seated and began his performance, relying solely on his words: "Welcome! Hello, Mr. Cheng, it's a pleasure to serve you. In front of you is the main exhibition hall, to your right is the temporary exhibition hall, and to your left are the study classroom and experience hall. Which would you like to visit? To make an appointment for a guided tour, please go to the information desk. To learn more about the museum's collection, you can click on the electronic screen next to the information desk."
"Not bad, very lifelike," Cheng Sizhou said, his eyelashes fluttering with laughter. "It portrays the artificial stupidity, no, the artificial intelligence's feigned enthusiasm very well."
"But I'm not being feignedly enthusiastic."
"Um?"
"If I can spend the time I can't see you every day with you in this way, I really want to and am passionate about doing this well."
"I know." Cheng Sizhou sat up and kissed his cheek. "That long segment you just performed was what I told you the day I took you to visit the Lantern Festival. You remember it all."
Wen Zichuan's clear pupils held a smile: "Yes, I have a good memory. I remember everything you said."
"If I did something to offend you, would you bring up the past?"
"Yes. But before I bring up the past, I will forgive you."
"No matter what mistakes I make, you will forgive me?"
"If this only concerns me, I will forgive you; but if it involves other people...Brother Zhou, you have to give me a chance and let me accompany you to the end."
"good."
Although the temperature outside was close to zero degrees, Wen Zichuan felt warm in his heart.
For a long time, he took the initiative to approach Cheng Sizhou, to understand his heart, to feel his emotions, and to try to create memories that belonged only to them, so as to prove that he was also special to him.
Today they still hugged and kissed, but the feeling was different from before. He felt Cheng Sizhou's desire and concentration on him very realistically and concretely, just like when building a house, pouring full concrete between neatly laid steel bars, making the whole person feel grounded and comfortable.
Wen Zichuan greedily absorbed his breath and the love contained in it. The hidden torrent made his nose sore, and he tried his best to hold back his tears.
He decided to issue a pass to the man in front of him in his own world. No matter now or in the future, no matter how their identities and status changed, as long as Cheng Sizhou wanted to do something and he could do it, he would do it for him unconditionally.
Wen Zichuan loves Cheng Sizhou and his love will never change throughout his life.
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