Play Nice

Chapter 114 114: Sweet atmosphere, take pictures (two more

It's over, his brother is stubborn.

To be honest, Jing Jian is a little worried, the more restrained people are, the more ruthless they may become.

"You go in." Jing Zhao said, "I'll wait a while."

Jingjian left the thermos cup and went into the house by himself.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Jing Zhao made a phone call.

It was a woman's voice: "Little Jiuye."

Jing Zhao said, "Help me buy a company."

"which company?"

"Reli Media."

It was already 12:30 after Shang Lingling finished washing, and she didn't want to sleep, so she started a live broadcast.

The angle of the external lens is lowered, and only the desktop can be photographed.

She adjusted the equipment: "Good evening."

A large wave of barrage floated out.

【Ruby! ! ! 】

【Coming~】

【Arrange noodles for your wife】

【Check in late at night】

[New fan report]

[Finally squatted to you, but fortunately did not give up]

【sofa】

【…】

At this point, there are still a lot of people. I don't know if Reli Media invited her to be a sailor, or if the short video uploaded by Reli Media played a role. In short, her fans have increased a lot.

Liang Jianbin was very willing to use bait when he caught a fish.

A barrage asked: [Is there a process today? 】

The business leader approached Mai and whispered, "There is no process."

She took out a bottle of Coke.

【Do you want to do a Coke special? 】

[I have listened to the sound of the deep sea and rain before Ruby [-] times, looking for new material! ! 】

[When will Ruby do ear picking sessions]

[I got Ruby's dubbing on the *voice, it's absolutely amazing]

[Many bloggers have made Ruby's dubbing into BGM. Are you going to be stationed in Ruby? 】

[Recently, I have been reading Ruby's videos and highlights, Ruby, have you signed the company? 】

[The broadcast starts at twelve o'clock, is there something good? 】

This must be an old fan.

The live broadcast time of Shang Lingling is not fixed. When she is in a good mood, no matter how late or whether there is anyone, she will also start the broadcast.

She replied: "Well, it's a good thing." There was a clear element of pleasure in her voice, "That little brother who is very difficult to chase is about to be chased."

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah】

【Is that the little brother you drew last time? 】

[Kneeling for the process! ! 】

[Coke is no longer fragrant, Ruby, tell your story! 】

Shang Lingling held the Coke bottle, approached the binoculars, and shook it gently, the sound of the bubbles hitting was amplified.

[The sound is like the scalp is discharging]

【My scalp is numb】

[Insomnia patients have been cured]

As soon as the bottle cap was opened, there was a bang, and the bubbles exploded, from dense and disorganized to looming and gradually disappearing.

Shang Lingling slowly poured the cola into the paper cup of special material and shape. When the sound of water flows, the bubbles rise and burst, and then stir gently with a stirring stick to form a vortex, blow it with the wind, and then mix The latter part of the thunderstorm.

【Like a sea dragon roll】

[It's really, like the sound of a sea dragon roll]

【Ah, ah, ah, it’s my favorite Foley sound again】

[Play or I can play with Ruby! 】

The equipment used by business leaders is imported from abroad, which is most suitable for ASMR, and the radio effect is immediate.Late-night sleep-aiding white noise can easily stimulate intracranial orgasms, and while the auditory area responds, other unresponsive areas will be inhibited, thereby rapidly triggering drowsiness.

This sleep sound ended in ten minutes, and the barrage was much less than before.

She asked, "Are you tired?"

【Sleepy! 】

[Ruby's ASMR can lull you to sleep in 5 minutes]

【you should go to bed】

It's this Ruby9876 netizen again. Shang Lingling thinks this netizen is probably an old man.

"Finally, I'll read you a novel that I like very much."

She is close to the condenser microphone, and the soft voice is like whispering in your ear.

"Look at this night fog, how do we describe it?"

"Yaoyao, what do you think the light of the mercury lamp looks like? Large groups of dandelions float on the river in the street, swallowing soft needle-like light."

"And what about us walking on the sidewalk? What about the dim lights?"

"It's like we're at the bottom of a pond, going from moon to moon."

In just a few sentences, I read out the poetic meaning, which is the love between Chen Hui and Yaoyao in the novel.

"Good night."

As soon as Shang Lingling got off the live broadcast, the phone vibrated.

She glanced at the call and answered happily, "Jing Zhao."

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Shang Ling led to the bedroom: "How do you know that I haven't slept?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

Jing Zhao replied, "Your light is on."

But she drew the curtains.

"Go to bed." It was the old father's tone, a little stern.

Shang Lingling played the well-behaved daughter: "Okay, old father."

Jing Zhao: "..."

"Good night."

Jing recalled a good night and waited for the businessman to hang up the phone.

The business leader just hung up the phone, and there was another call.

It was Ming Yuexi's assistant Xiaoqing who called: "Miss Shang."

The business leader asked with a smile: "Is the battle fierce?"

Her tone was as if there was an explosive big news on the street. As a crowd, she got into the crowd and asked the crowd next to her how the battle was going. She was so innocent and innocent as if she was just a melon eater, not a big boss behind the scenes.

As Xiaoqing, who knew the inside story, she was very worried about the gold master, and replied: "...Well."

Lord Jin's voice was sweet and soft: "I will send you the account number and give you a bonus."

"Thank you, Miss Shang."

"You're welcome."

Lord Jin's tone particles are always cute and cute.

Xiaoqing has never seen such a person before, she is like a fairy, but she is a devil, she seems to be both good and evil, good and bad.

Jingzhao was not in Huacheng for the past two days, and the business leader asked where he was.

Jing Zhao: [I want to stay in the imperial capital for a few days]

Jing Zhao: [have a job]

Smart as a business collar: [good] GIF
Jing Zhao: [Help Chen Yedu take some pictures]

Business Lingling: [Mmmm] GIF
On Thursday night, Ms. Lu asked Shang Lingling over to have dinner. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Jing Zhao, who was sitting on the sofa, holding a tablet and didn't know what he was looking at.

The business leader walked over.

He raised his head, looked at her, and lowered his head after a few seconds.

Shang Lingling sat next to her and stretched her head to look at the tablet. The photo on the tablet was of Hongling Tower. She didn't know much about photography, but she only knew that the photos were beautiful.

Jing Zhao is famous in photography circles for taking landscape shots.

"Aren't you working in the imperial capital?"

"Come back and get something," he said.

The heating is turned on in the room, his coat is on the side, the white shirt is layered with the black thin knitted, the knitted collar just covers the Adam's apple, the shirt has two buttons unbuttoned, the sleeves are rolled up, the muscles and bones on the arms Clear lines.

He is a photographer and knows how to dress.

He lowered his head, and the business collar collar could see the skin protruding from the back of his neck.The distance between them is two people, and they are not close, but the business leaders feel so restless.

She is so hot.

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao raised his head: "Huh?"

"Are you thirsty?" Shang Lingling licked his lips.Ah, she's thinking about rockets again.

Jing Zhao put down the tablet and went to pour water for her.

A head came out of the kitchen door.

Jing Zhao looked over.

Ms. Lu stood up straight, moved her neck, and moved her arms: "I'm doing stretching exercises." She made a pleasing gesture with her hands, "You guys continue."

Jing Zhao poured a cup of warm water and put it on the coffee table in front of Shang Lingling, then picked up the tablet and sat back on the spot.

Ms. Lu continued to dig at the door, wishing she could get out to take a peek.

Jing Hedong was cooking vegetables in an apron: "Wife, what are you doing?"

Ms. Lu slammed the door: "Cp." She was so hilarious, "It's sweet for young people to fall in love."

The damn vibe.

Jing Hedong was not to be outdone: "It was sweet when we fell in love."

Ms. Lu gave him a sideways look: "Sweet, what sweet, took my hand and ran away, and then disappeared for three days, have you forgotten?"

Jing Hedong: "..."

He is not cowardly, he is shy.

Jing Zhao wanted to return to the imperial capital after dinner, and Shang Ling led him to see him off.When he got downstairs, he stopped, meaning he didn't need to send it any more.

"My assistant is going to the Imperial Capital on Saturday, you go in his car."

On Saturday, he was going to take pictures of the business leaders.

"Okay." It was cold outside, Shang Lingling was wearing a thick lamb velvet coat, a woolen hat covered his eyebrows, and his eyes were dark and bright, "What time is it?"

"Go after you wake up."

"Ah."

It was late at night outside, the lights were on on the first floor, Jing Zhao stood at the junction of light and darkness, and the night was very dark in his eyes.Winter nights are cold, lonely and cold, but as long as there are thousands of lights shining in a little bit, it will be unbelievably gentle and beautiful.

Just like Jing Zhao.

"Do you know the address?"

"Yes, Shatang North, Hongliu Lane."

He hummed: "I'm leaving."

He walked into the night, and when he left the community, there was a street lamp at the door, and the shadow behind him became shorter and longer.

The business leader called him from behind: "Jing Zhao."

Jing Fu turned his head, stood under the lamp in the distance, and looked at her for a long time.

Shang Lingling knew that he lied, and he said that he came back to get something, but he only had an umbrella in his hand.

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　　ASMR is relatively small. Some people may not be able to get it. I feel it myself. After listening to it for a while, I want to sleep, especially in the middle of the night (it may also be that I don’t get enough sleep)

　　The passage of Lingling Nian was taken from Wang Xiaobo's "The Green-haired Water Monster", and I really like this sense of atmosphere, a touch of sweetness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)