The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 70 (Patreon)

Chapter 70

Bai Zishu's computer broke down, forcing him to re-record his voiceovers. Moreover, the child was also injured by him. The doctor specifically instructed that he must not leave the child's side until the fever subsided, so he had to stay close to the child.

In truth, Tang Lingfeng was the only one Bai Zishu had ever truly cared about. As for this child, he still regarded it as a shame in his life. A man giving birth to a child was simply absurd! If it weren't for not having won over Tang Lingfeng yet, Bai Zishu might have already abandoned this child at the orphanage.

Looking at the little one in the crib, whose eyes were slightly swollen from crying too much and bore a resemblance to Tang Lingfeng, Bai Zishu's resentment diminished slightly. At least, it was proof of his connection with Tang Lingfeng. Once the child recovered, he would find an opportunity to let Tang Lingfeng know that this was his child.

A week later, Ling Chunann sent the recorded voiceovers to Green Grassland, and upon receiving them, she cheered three times.

Green Grassland: Tang, your efficiency is amazing! There's still a little less than half a month before the deadline. I'll call you when we're live. Tang, do you want to leave your phone number? I'm afraid I won't be able to contact you later.

Tianming Tang: Sure.

After replying, Ling Chunann suddenly remembered that Bai Zimu's phone had been damaged in a car accident before, and he had never replaced it. While thinking, he quickly entered Mo Yuzheng's number.

Tianming Tang: You can contact me by phone if there's anything.

Green Grassland: Alright, I've saved your number. The voiceovers for Clouds and Mist haven't arrived yet. Once they do, we'll do the post-production together. Tianming Tang, you can rest for now. Take care [cute].

098: "Host, is it okay for you to leave Mo Yuzheng's number?"

"No problem."

098: "..." Of course, you have no problem. What it's worried about is the girl on the other end of the line who might be frightened when you call.

"Oh, by the way, 098, how's the stallion male lead doing?" At this point, Ling Chunann finally remembered the additional task.

"In response to the host, Xu Lingyang was arrested as a suspect when you reported the incident. He missed the people sent by the Dragon Clan to find him and was only pulled out of the bureau by the security bureau yesterday. He should be in the Dragon Group now. There were no communication tools or surveillance footage where he was from yesterday to today, so I didn't gather any useful information." Ling Chunann didn't blame 098, but changed the subject, "What about Chu Yunge?"

"After Xu Lingyang went to the bureau, he visited him to help find evidence to clear his name, but he was driven away by Xu Lingyang and the two have completely broken ties." When talking about this, 098's tone was somewhat excited, "Recently, Chu Yunge is preparing to go abroad. It seems they won't have a chance to reconcile."

All behaviors that weakened the male lead's strength were what 098 enjoyed seeing.

The plot developed slowly and Ling Chunann temporarily had no plans to intervene again. There was still at least a year before Xu Lingyang entered the ancient city ruins, so there was no rush. Although this task seemed quite extensive, Ling Chunann was unusually relaxed. Every day, except for eating and sleeping, he would play with the fully recovered Bun, the lively puppy, and occasionally treat his injured leg.

Initially, Mo Yuzheng intended to bring the healing supernatural ability user from the Dragon Group to treat Ling Chunann, but unfortunately, the other party was too well-hidden and there was never an opportunity. Later, Ling Chunann expressed his intention to treat himself and prepare to practice his own supernatural abilities. He strictly ordered Mo Yuzheng not to go after people again, so Mo Yuzheng stopped mentioning it.

However, 098 accidentally overheard a call from Mo Yuzheng and learned that he hadn't given up. Instead, he sent someone to intentionally injure the companion of the healing supernatural ability user who was on a mission, observing the other's strength before giving up.

Being able to only heal wounds the size of a palm, not even as deep as a finger, this healing ability was far inferior to Ling Chunann's, so it was no wonder Mo Yuzheng looked down on it.

At eleven points after Ling Chunann handed in the voiceovers, which was the day before the deadline for the voiceovers, Green Grassland contacted Bai Zishu.

Green Grassland: Clouds and Mist, are your voiceovers ready? Tomorrow is the deadline.

Green Grassland: Clouds and Mist, are you there?

After waiting for a long time without any response from Bai Zishu's side, Su Zijing couldn't help but feel anxious. She had heard that Clouds and Mist had a good character, so why was he so unreliable this time? Except for him, all the other voiceovers had already been submitted by the crew. She trusted him, so she hadn't rushed him. Now, it was the second to last day, and if he didn't submit them soon, it would be too late for post-production. The drama had already been advertised, and the broadcast date was half a month away. There would be live interactions between the lead actors and the audience, and then the radio drama would be launched simultaneously. But if post-production wasn't completed by then, wouldn't it be the biggest joke in the circle?

The more Su Zijing thought about it, the more anxious she became, and the more exclamation marks she added to the messages she sent to Clouds and Mist, indicating her increasingly tense mood.

Finally, when she was about to burst her screen, there was a response from the other side.

Clouds and Mist: Sorry, I've been having a particularly bad time lately. The voiceovers I recorded were destroyed for various reasons several times. Now I'm in my fifth recording, and if nothing goes wrong, I can hand it in tomorrow morning.

Green Grassland: What happened, Big? 

Green Grassland: It's okay, as long as you can give it to me by tomorrow, take care! 

Clouds and Mist: Okay, I'll continue.

Su Zijing naturally didn't believe Bai Zishu's excuses, but her upbringing prevented her from exposing him directly. After all, she couldn't believe that someone's recordings would be destroyed five times in a row.

This lie was just too exaggerated.

Su Zijing always despised liars, especially those who used lies to shirk responsibility. As a result, her good impression of Bai Zishu dropped by at least twenty percent. If it weren't for the lack of time, she would have replaced him on the spot.

In the end, Bai Zishu did hand over the voiceovers to Su Zijing early the next day. Su Zijing had the habit of listening to the voiceovers beforehand. Whether she had become more picky or because the other party had just annoyed her, she always felt that Bai Zishu's voice wasn't as pleasant as before.

Moreover, not only that, but his emotions also seemed less rich, and his delivery of lines was dry. It was passable, giving her a feeling of just getting it over with.

Out of professional courtesy, Su Zijing didn't scold him face-to-face, just sighed. It wasn't that she thought Clouds and Mist's voice didn't match, it was just that it was too unfair. How could she have agreed to Bai Zishu's request to play the main character before? What's even more unbelievable is that she once thought his voice was suitable. Reality had taught her a lesson.

Now that the voiceover recording stage was over, it was unrealistic to replace him. She could only hope for stronger post-production to turn things around.

However, Su Zijing herself was part of the post-production team and naturally knew how costly it would be. The more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Clouds and Mist.

At this moment, Ling Chunann was playing with the dog contentedly when he suddenly received a message from Green Grassland.

Green Grassland: Clouds and Mist, I owe you an apology.

Tianming Tang: ?

Green Grassland: Are you there, Clouds and Mist? It's okay, I'll go do post-production for "Spiritual Tribulation."

Actually, Su Zijing had really misunderstood Bai Zishu. He had indeed been having a streak of bad luck recently. The voiceovers either disappeared for various reasons while recording, or the computer suddenly got infected. In fact, he had recorded far more than five times this time, and he had even recorded it on an old tape recorder, which was quite painstaking.

In order to submit the task on time, he naturally didn't have time to consider the quality.

After a whole month of vigorous promotion by the "Spiritual Tribulation" crew, the promised live broadcast was finally about to begin.

Because Ling Chunann had never logged on, Green Grassland couldn't reach him on WeChat. Upon the urging of others in the crew, she finally dialed the number Ling Chunann had left for her.

Listening to the beeping sound after the phone was connected, Su Zijing suddenly felt nervous. Was Tianming Tang's voice as bold and domineering as Xing Wushang's, or was it as soft and cute as before?

Just as Su Zijing was thinking about it, the phone suddenly connected.

"Who's this?"

"Sorry, wrong number."

Su Zijing quickly hung up the phone, and she was still a bit shaken. The voice just now sounded really scary. Even though it was just two words over the phone, she felt like she was about to freeze.

This was definitely not an exaggeration. She had always been a person who was very sensitive to voices, and it was as simple as that to recognize people by their voices. When she heard Ling Chunann's voice change so drastically before, she didn't suspect that he had changed, but because she heard some subtle similarities in the voice. But today, this voice was really terrifying.

After calming down for a few minutes, and seeing that the live broadcast was getting closer, and Ling Chunann still hadn't logged on, Su Zijing checked Ling Chunann's number again and found that she had indeed dialed the correct number just now. Taking a deep breath, she dialed the number again.

"Beep, beep..."

"Hello?"

It was still that voice. Su Zijing's hand holding the phone trembled, and she took a deep breath. "May I speak to Tianming Tang, please?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, and Su Zijing became more and more uneasy. Just as she was about to hang up because she couldn't bear it any longer, the other person spoke, "What do you want with him?"

"I'm Green Grassland. Today is the day of the live broadcast of 'Spiritual Tribulation,' starting at eight o'clock in the evening. It's already seven-thirty now, and I just wanted to remind you, sir, to try to enter the live channel before the broadcast starts." Su Zijing quickly said, then recited the channel number for the crew, "Please tell him for me, thank you, goodbye." With that, Su Zijing hung up the phone.

Mo Yuzheng stared at the hung-up phone, then turned to look at Ling Chunann, who was looking at him expectantly. "Baby, what live broadcast are you participating in?"

"It's a voice live broadcast. Interested?" Ling Chunann said as he entered the app store, downloaded a voice software on his computer, and applied for an account called 'Warming Up Again.'

With three minutes left before the live broadcast began, Ling Chunann entered the live channel. At this point, Bai Zishu was already there, and at the same time, Ling Chunann also discovered the alias of Lingfeng Tingquan.

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