Looking at the other party's question, a sneer appeared at the corner of Song Heng's mouth.

There are so many people who cheat that they don't remember me?

Song Heng sneered and slowly walked downstairs, without stopping in his hand, typing.

Looking at Song Heng who walked down from the upstairs, Song An showed a trace of panic on his face, blocked the mobile phone with his body tilted, and continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down.

Song Heng sat on the sofa and sent out the edited questions.

"Don't you remember? That year, the snowflakes fell, the plum blossoms bloomed, and that year, we left a lot of sorrow!"

Looking at this paragraph, Song Heng showed a smug smile.

This paragraph seems to be romantic, but if you look closely, it's all nonsense.

In order not to expose more things, Song Heng directly made up something casually and sent it out.

At this time, the other side was silent again.

And Song An, who was sitting next to him, suddenly clenched his fist for some reason and smashed it on the sofa one by one.

"You... What's wrong?" Song Heng poked his head over to take a look and couldn't help asking.

"I! no!" Song An looked at Song Heng angrily and shouted.

After saying that, Song An went upstairs in a huff.

Song Heng's face was full of confusion, did he provoke her?

At this time, the opposite WeChat finally came with news.

"Let's not talk about it today, let's talk about it another day. ”

Looking at the other party's news, Song Heng stroked his chin and thought about it carefully.

This matter still has to be gradual, and you can't be in too much of a hurry.

It's too anxious, maybe the other party will find out about their purpose.

"Okay, goodbye. ”

After sending the last message, Song Heng showed a wise smile on his face and put away his phone.

Upstairs, Song An looked at the conversation record on his mobile phone, rolled on the bed angrily, and shouted twice angrily from time to time.

"Hmph, it turns out that straight men are all pretending!" Song An looked at the conversation record on his phone, and a burst of anger rose in his heart, "The snowflakes are falling, and the plum blossoms are blooming!"

After rolling on the bed for a while, Song An gradually quieted down and calmed down.

Song An exhaled to clear his mind.

I have to find a way to break his idea of online dating!

......

Time flies, Wednesday, March 1st.

Coincidentally, "Little Ear Huhu" and Yasuo were launched at the same time!

Yasuo's launch and the official broadcast of "Little Ear Huhu" have gained a lot of attention for Song Heng.

In the past three days, Song Heng made a video of the content dubbed by Yasuo and posted it on Xiaopo Station and Weibo.

There are a lot of playback clicks, and the fans are growing rapidly!

Many LOL gamers saw the video and followed Song Heng, and in a blink of an eye, they saw that the number of Song Xiaopo's fans reached 300,000, and the number of Weibo fans was as high as 600,000!

According to the tradition of Xiaopo Station, to reach a certain number of fans, UP Pig needs to give some benefits, but Song Heng directly pretended to be dead and escaped the catastrophe.

In the three days since returning to the studio, Song Heng has been playing games with the girls every day, and when Liu Zhi came, everyone went to practice their voices together, opened their voices, and their days were leisurely.

Seeing that it was already No. 1, Song Heng called Zhang Feng, the producer of the "Sound Immersion" program group.

You can't hit it too early, but you can't drag people too much.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I'm Song Heng from Yezi Studio, last time we met, do you still have any impressions?"

"Oh, remember. ”

"I've been thinking about what you said last time, and I'm honored to be invited by your program team......"

"Ah, you don't want to participate in the recording of the show?"

"No, I'd like to go to the recording. ”

"Oh, that's good, happy cooperation!"

The two communicated for a while, stated the purpose directly, and hung up the phone after reaching a cooperation.

After talking on the phone, Zhang Feng gave Song Heng his WeChat.

added Zhang Feng's WeChat, and soon, the other party sent a series of messages.

Above is the time and place to participate in the recording, and what to pay attention to.

"The program recording will start on the morning of March 6, the location is Jianghai City TV Station, please be sure to arrive at the program recording site before 9 o'clock in the morning on March 6, in addition, during the recording of the program and before the program is broadcast, no information about the program team can be exposed. ”

Looking at the information above, Song Heng nodded and replied, "Yi Yan!"

These questions are normal, and there are no overly demanding questions.

Seeing that Song Heng understood the basic information, Zhang Feng didn't reply, probably because he was too busy.

It didn't take long for Song Heng to get off work.

"Alas, Brother Heng is waiting for me!" As soon as he walked out of the gate of the building, a familiar cheap voice came from behind.

Song Heng looked back, wasn't it Zhang Fatzi.

Song Heng hasn't been to the second group in the past few days, and he doesn't know when Zhang Fatzi came back.

"What's wrong?" Song Heng looked at Zhang Fatzi with a smile and said, "Did you recently receive a big order and plan to invite me to dinner?"

"If you want to say that you should invite you to dinner, right, you have been making a lot of money recently, and there are so many fans on Weibo!" Zhang Fatzi scolded with a smile and said.

Now Song Heng is also a big celebrity in Ye Studio.

The number of followers of the Weibo account registered with his real name alone is already more than 600,000, not to mention that there is another author account.

Although the author number does not have as many fans as a voice actor, it still has more than 400,000 fans.

Together, they can meet the system's requirements for millions of fans of third-tier artists.

Unfortunately, the system only records the account with the most followers, and does not add the number of followers of other accounts.

"Come on, let's not talk about this for now, Li Xuan organized a class reunion, are you going?" Zhang Fatzi looked at Song Heng and asked.

"Class reunion?" Song Heng frowned slightly, then slowly stretched it out again, and said with a smile: "Go, why don't you go." ”

"Okay, that brother will accompany you on a trip!" Zhang Fat patted his chest and said with a solemn face.

Hearing this, Song Heng couldn't help but smile, "It's like going to Longtan Tiger's Den, class reunion, as for it?"

"No, Brother Heng, have you forgotten what Bai Dong did to us back then?" said Zhang Fatzi with some anger.

"Hey, it's been all these years, forget it. Song Heng waved his hand and said.

But he sneered in his heart, and said secretly, see if the master doesn't kill him!

Zhang Fatzi looked at the smile on Song Heng's face, and couldn't help but shudder, and then laughed twice.

Song Heng is a grudge-holder!

"Understood, let's go, the seven-o'clock meeting is about to begin." Fat Zhang smiled and said.

After that, the two took a taxi and rushed to the hotel that Li Xuan had booked in advance.

Of course, the fare for this trip was paid by Zhang Fatzi.

After all, there is a lot of money for a taxi.

Now Song Heng's money is really not enough to charge points.

You still have to keep the money to recharge, after all, krypton gold is the right way!

From the original white prostitute monster to the present, Song Heng can only say that krypton gold is really fragrant!

Don't charge 30,000 next time, just charge 80,000!

After more than half an hour's drive, Song Heng and Zhang Fatzi arrived at the hotel set for the class reunion.

Four Seasons Hotel!

This hotel is also one of the most famous hotels in Jianghai City.

It's not cheap to book a box here.

"Yes, Li Xuan is still so atmospheric. Zhang Fatzi looked at the Four Seasons Hotel and said with a smile.

"Broad-minded!" Song Heng couldn't help but joke with a smile.

"Oh, is it?" a somewhat familiar and pleasant voice sounded from behind.

Listening to this voice, Song Heng's face froze.