Chapter 195 Yes, Very Sexy
Lan Zhi was so disgusted by him that he took a few steps aside: "Didn't you like Fengyuechang before? Don't you like it now?"

Fu Chenyin covered her pale face: "At first I found it exciting and a little excited, but I got tired of listening to it too much, and then I found it very noisy... In short, I don't want to stay here any longer."

Lan Zhi tapped the storage bracelet containing the phonograph stone with her fingertips: "Then we have to finish recording this batch first. Or do you not even want to make money?"

Fu Chenyin gritted her teeth: "I earn."

Lan Zhi cheered him up: "Come on."

Chang Lize looked at Yu Xin and couldn't bear it: "Are we being too cruel to him?"

Lan Zhi glanced at him sideways: "Xiao Li."

Chang Lize exploded instantly: "Don't call me Xiaoli!"

Lan Zhi ignored him and just asked, "Did you like to study medicine when you were young?"

Chang Lize thought for a moment: "I quite like it."

Lan Zhi asked again: "Why didn't you like it later?"

Chang Lize looked at her, then at Fu Chenyin's lonely back, and suddenly realized - this is an experience for Fu Chenyin!

Fu Chenyin liked Fengyue, so she pressed him hard into Fengyue, making him feel tired and even vomit, and he never wanted to have fun again.

I have to say, this method is a bit too ruthless.

After a comparison, he felt that he was indeed her beloved little baby without a doubt!

For the five thousand phonograph stones, Fu Chenyin had to stay in Hanhuan Xing Yuan for an extra day.

On this day, he was on pins and needles.

People who are addicted to love (don't block it) will be particularly addicted.

But once you get bored, you will get bored to the extreme.

Fu Chenyin is in this state now.

After finally waiting for the five thousand phonograph stones to finish recording, he took the phonograph stone and ran out of Hanhuanxing Academy at the fastest speed, as if he would spit it out if he stayed for a second.

Lan Zhi still didn't let him go: "Have you checked the quality?"

Fu Chenyin looked disheveled: "It's been checked."

Lan knew: "Is there a distinction between upper, middle and lower qualities?"

Fu Chenyin: "..."

Fortunately, Han Huan Xing Academy is organized. The phonogram stones recorded by different people are divided into different bags and their names are marked on the outside of the bags.

Fu Chenyin can be distinguished by his name.

For those who have forgotten, you only need to take one out of it and listen to a few words to confirm it.

Fu Chenyin was enslaved for a long time, and finally remembered that he also recorded some male voices, so he did not hesitate to take them out for Lan Zhi to distinguish.

He thought that Lan Zhi would not like it, but Lan Zhi enjoyed it.

She even makes a comment from time to time.

"This voice is okay, very sexy."

"This one is magnetic, as if there are paws gently scratching in my heart. I can imagine the smile on the other side's lips. It should be able to sell for a high price."

"If this voice is lowered, the effect will be better."

Fu Chenyin: "..."

After the three of them determined the price according to the quality, it was getting dark again.

Fu Chenyin was worried that Lan Zhi would let him go to Hanhuan Xingyuan again, and was about to find an excuse to practice, when Lan Zhi knew: "Let's go, let's go to the dark market after dinner."

Fu Chenyin and Chang Lize were at a loss for a moment: "What dark market?"

Lan Zhi explained: "The most famous night market in Qichun City is a place that sells things that are inconvenient to be displayed... It was originally dedicated to selling Acacia products, but gradually developed into selling everything, and now it is a famous place for selling stolen goods .”

Fu Chenyin has been to Qichun City several times, but he has never heard of the dark market, so he can't help wondering: "How did you know?"

Lan Zhi smiled and said, "I got it from Ming Xi."

(End of this chapter)

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