Tattoo

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[About This Story]

She knew from the start that he wasn't a "good student."

Even so, she couldn't stop herself from falling for him.

[Reader's Guide]

1. This is the author's first novel, so it has plenty of flaws. If you spot any logic issues, please point them out kindly. Thank you.

2. The male lead has some scummy tendencies. The heroine pursues him early on, and his regret at losing her is over almost before it begins.

3. I hope everyone finds a story they enjoy. You don't need to tell me if you decide to drop this one.

[Completed: Online Voice Acting Novel, Hear Your Voice]

The aloof darling of the online voice-acting world x a gentle fairy of a pipa player (and little artist)

The sweet sound of music stirs up a breeze, while delicate songs bring the clouds to a halt. (Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng)

I heard your song, each note reaching my ears. From then on, I could never forget you.

Su Qingwan, a student at an arts college, had heard many lovely voices and never thought of herself as someone who was obsessed with voices. Yet she was captivated by the voice of someone she had never met.

He was the voice-acting world's snow-capped peak, an aloof and unattainable beauty. She had never imagined they would cross paths in real life. She had no idea that he had recognized her long ago and taken her into his heart.

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I remember when I first saw little Ping: her gown embroidered with twin heart patterns, her pipa strings singing of love. (Tune: Linjiang Xian)

Yu Chaoci had always prided himself on being composed. He thought love at first sight, or falling for someone just because of their looks, could never happen to him.

But his gaze couldn't help following the young woman on stage, lost in the music of her pipa.

Later, he discovered that she was one of his fans.

It was hard for him not to believe in something called "fate."

Theme: Youth is priceless, and so is true love.