ATPN Chapter 90

Chapter 89: Won’t? I’ll Teach You.

The new equipment at home had been fully installed, and Yu Zhanrong officially began recording the “Tang Feng” radio drama.

“Tang Feng” was a danmei novel set in ancient times. The character Yu Zhanrong had to voice was the male lead’s younger brother, a son of a noble family who had been spoiled by his stepmother, acting eccentric and unruly.

Right off the bat, there was an intimate kissing scene. Yu Zhanrong’s head hurt, and his face was hot.

For this kind of scene, he, who had been single for 19 years, had absolutely no experience to speak of, let alone making those shy moans into the microphone. It was really embarrassing.

But in order to perform well, Yu Zhanrong had to put aside his inner shyness and embarrassment and seek help from the experienced Qin Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yuan directly threw a few audio files at him without saying a word, and told him that as long as he imitated the voices in these audio files, he could master the tricks. Finally, he found him a practice object – his own arm.

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

He silently plugged the earphone cord into the tablet, put on the earphones, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to click on the first audio file. The total duration of the audio was three minutes.

“Mmm~”

As soon as the audio started playing, a delicate moan of unbearable discomfort entered Yu Zhanrong’s ears through the earphones.

The voice was delicate and gentle, as if it could soften people’s bones. Yu Zhanrong instantly got goosebumps all over his body, and subconsciously raised his hand to take off the earphones.

“Damn!” He couldn’t help but curse in a low voice: “This is too coquettish, isn’t it?”

Could he make such a sound?

Yu Zhanrong simply couldn’t imagine it. He rubbed his face, his cheeks burning hot. This was still at home. What if he went to the recording studio with everyone in the future, facing so many people? How would he record?

Yu Zhanrong took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Huff… Hang in there.

It’s all for learning, to be able to produce a better sound, keep going!

He gritted his teeth and put on the earphones again. The audio progress was already at one minute and twenty seconds.

The smacking sounds made his face flushed. Forcibly enduring the shame, Yu Zhanrong stretched his fair arm straight in front of him, thinking about where to start kissing, and he had to make a sound.

The first time, no sound.

Try again.

“Bwaah~”

The sound was too loud. Yu Zhanrong was startled and quickly pulled down his sleeves to cover it, but the sound was so different from the one in the earphones.

The breath was difficult to control. He tried a few more times, but still couldn’t grasp the essentials.

Qin Yuan had sent a lot of audio files. Yu Zhanrong thought about it and clicked on the second one, fifteen minutes?

What kind of radio drama could have kissing for so long? Glancing at his already red arm, he had only nibbled a few times and it was already red. If it was fifteen minutes long, wouldn’t it be covered in bruises?

Being a CV (Character Voice actor) was really not that easy.

This second audio was even more amazing. It wasn’t all kissing scenes. Yu Zhanrong exclaimed, good heavens, this scale…

Enduring the scalp-numbing shame, with a learning mentality, Yu Zhanrong gradually entered the state listening to the audio, learning little by little from the breath, the light hum, and he really found a little feeling.

“Mmm hmm… hng… mmm”

A very light “click” sounded at the door. Someone who was gradually entering a better state was concentrating on listening to the audio and practicing his breathing with all his heart, completely unaware of the tall, stiff figure at the door.

The murmured humming, the gasping for breath while gently sobbing, and the smacking sound, all stimulated Song Baiyan’s eardrums.

The blood in his whole body was almost boiling. He knew that Yu Zhanrong was dubbing, but he never thought that he would make such a sound, that fair arm was sucked red by him.

Song Baiyan walked over slowly, the closer he got, the stronger the atmosphere became. An ambiguous aura enveloped the two of them, and Song Baiyan’s eyes were dark.

“Yu’er” A low, hoarse murmur was like a thunderclap in his ear. Yu Zhanrong jumped up like a frightened rabbit, and the tablet fell on the carpet.

He called out in a trembling voice,

“Senior brother?”

“Senior brother~ mmm, still want to~…”

The two voices almost overlapped, and the audio was already at the last sentence, the sound stopped abruptly.

The sound of his own heartbeat filled the room, making Yu Zhanrong’s eyes go dark. When did Song Baiyan come in? How much did he hear?

His shoulder was gently pressed down, and Yu Zhanrong was easily pressed back into the chair like a puppet.

The chair was turned around, and Song Baiyan propped his hands on both sides of the chair, his scorching eyes staring straight at Yu Zhanrong.

Those eyes seemed to be on fire, and Yu Zhanrong turned his eyes away as if he had been burned. Song Baiyan smiled very lightly, his voice low and hoarse.

He gently rubbed Yu Zhanrong’s arm, which was already a little bruised, and said almost coaxingly, “What else do you want? Senior brother can give you anything.”

The lights in the room were dim, and the light from the computer screen made Yu Zhanrong’s cheeks even more rosy. His palms were slightly sweaty, and he said in a low voice, “I didn’t, that, that’s a radio drama.”

Song Baiyan approached his ear almost oppressively, and exhaled a very light breath, his cool lips almost touching Yu Zhanrong’s ear: “Tell senior brother, what were you doing just now?”

Yu Zhanrong stammered, “Learn, learning.”

“Learning what?”

“…Kissing scenes.”

“Have you learned it? Do you want senior brother to teach you?”

Yu Zhanrong slowly raised his head and met Song Baiyan’s eyes, which were deeper than the sea. This time he didn’t dodge.

Like a scholar bewitched by a fox spirit in the mountains, Yu Zhanrong’s clear, watery eyes stared straight at Song Baiyan: “I don’t know, I want senior brother to teach me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of his neck was grasped by a warm, large hand. Yu Zhanrong was forced to raise his chin, he blinked his eyes twice, and then his eyes were covered.

With his sight blocked, his senses became clearer, and cool lips pressed over.

Song Baiyan was undoubtedly a very good teacher, he patiently taught Yu Zhanrong little by little, starting from the surface, but unfortunately the student was impatient.

Yu Zhanrong’s hands uncontrollably wrapped around Song Baiyan’s neck, seemingly dissatisfied with his meticulousness, grabbed his ear and hummed lightly, urging him stubbornly.

A soft laugh escaped from between their lips. Song Baiyan wrapped his arms around his waist and turned him around forcefully, and the two of them instantly switched positions, wrapping the person tightly in his arms.

For a long, long time, so long that Yu Zhanrong could hardly breathe, Song Baiyan retreated slightly and pressed his forehead against his.

Looking at his blood-red lips, he touched them with his fingertips, and then slowly moved to the corner of his lips. Yu Zhanrong felt a little itchy from being touched, and couldn’t help but raise his lips, a shallow dimple hanging there.

Song Baiyan quickly leaned over as if he had succeeded, and kissed the dimple he had been thinking about for a long time.

Seeing that Song Baiyan was about to kiss him again, Yu Zhanrong quickly leaned back, trying to avoid him, but forgot that he was still sitting on his lap, and almost fell down with this lean.

Fortunately, Song Baiyan brought him back in time, and Yu Zhanrong lay on Song Baiyan’s shoulder in shock.

Song Baiyan touched his hair with a smile, and said in a low voice, “Baby, what are you dodging?”

Ahhh???!!!

Yu Zhanrong screamed silently against Song Baiyan’s neck.

Baby?

Song Baiyan called him baby?!

I’m dead!!!

Feeling the heat constantly coming from his neck, Yu Zhanrong rubbed against him like a small animal. Song Baiyan’s eyes were full of smiles, and his slender fingers inserted into his hair and rubbed it.

“Are you shy?”

The shy Yu Zhanrong buried his face and refused to get up, and asked him in a muffled voice, “Why do you call me baby?”

He was actually shy because of this title?

“Isn’t that how couples address each other?”

Yu Zhanrong raised his body: “Couple?”

Song Baiyan supported his waist with one hand, and gently rubbed it, silently threatening: “What? We’ve already kissed, and you still want to deny it?”

“Acknowledge! Acknowledge! I acknowledge!”

Whoever doesn’t acknowledge it is stupid! Anyway, he wasn’t.

Although the planned confession scene was not used, it was not impossible to change it to a marriage proposal in the future.

“I was still thinking that if you didn’t acknowledge it, I would do it again.” Song Baiyan’s eyes were smiling, and his tone was quite regretful.

“…” Yu Zhanrong touched his numb lips and hummed softly, “It was numb just now.”

Song Baiyan coaxed him softly: “Then senior brother will be gentler, okay?”

“Okay.”