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"Do not."

"Double-egg fried rice with chopped green onion and meat sauce? Is this all right?"

"Do not."

"How about the char siu rice? It's delicious."

"You are such a good friend."

"Look at what you said, how out of touch." The man smiled heartily, and at this moment, there was a wind blowing through his hair, "Didn't I say it, everyone, don't make it so clear, what is our friendship? Let's do it together." Over the counter."

"Of course, my ticket... no, my friend. Why are you crying?"

"No, it's just that I can't help it." The man choked up.

...

"Sheng Hui! You are the first customers to order this extra-large portion of char siew meat and luxurious rice bowl. I thought there were no stupid... people who know the goods." The young store manager stretched out two hands, one hand holding a fragrant With one hand spread out, the man desperately opened the wallet and handed over the banknotes tremblingly. The store manager snatched the money quickly, then put the hot bowl on the small table and walked away.

"I'm starting." Haneda Yuma clasped his hands together, then began to pull and pull, and looked up, "What's wrong with you, you seem to be depressed."

"No, I'm very happy to see my junior eating so happily." The man smiled heartily.

"That's right, that's great, boss, let's have another bowl." Yuma Haneda ate quickly.

"Sheng Hui!" The boss stretched out his hands happily, the man kept a stiff smile, and handed out the crumpled banknotes, the boss snatched them away again, put the rice on the table and left.

Chapter 120 Seven: A World Without MCs

The warrior made of steel finally fell.

Yin Ze glanced at the thermometer, it was 38.4°, and the life corridor in the field of vision also gave the real-time temperature report of the body through the suspension ball, 38.351, the difference between the two is almost the same, it is definitely a moderate fever.

Adults often suffer from colds and colds, but they rarely have fevers, and the consequences of getting caught are more serious.His face was flushed, his body was weak, his appetite was poor, and his spirit was listless, as if he had been hit by a total loss debuff.

After taking a shower last night, you should not blow cold wind against the window and eat beer sundaes all the time, which will cause the mysterious cold air to enter the body.

The man was so regretful that after trying to get up and exercise to no avail, he had to ask his manager for leave with a tearful smile.

"Effort · Struggle: You are not pretending to be sick, are you? Doubt.Jpg"

"The tauren chief:?"

A good deed by an evil spirit will lead to success, and an evil deed by a holy Buddha will lead to a fall into the abyss.Sure enough, a strong person is never worthy of tender care, because the people around him are used to his strength, and they never thought that no matter how strong a person is, he will get hurt, and he also wants someone to come when he is crying and licking his wound alone. One or two concerns.

"Effort · Struggle: All right, recover early, I'll go say hello to them. Thumb.Jpg"

"The tauren chief: Ping, how kind of you are you?"

"Effort · Struggle: It's a small matter. Also, please agree to the video chat, and I'll see the evidence of fever."

The more developed a society is, the more it is full of crises of trust.

However, I finally got a leave of absence.

But it's strange to say that before asking for leave, I was in a bad mood, but after I asked for leave, I was in high spirits.Just like not getting up early in the morning, the original sin of laziness drives me sleepy to make a false note with the supervisor, wanting to sleep comfortably and return to the cage for a lazy sleep, but tossing and turning in the bed, I find that I can no longer fall asleep, so I have to be full of interest Get up and press the power button of the host.

Weird.

Yin Ze laughed, lifted the quilt, and prepared to challenge the difficult online gun battle after the commander was mixed with a fever mutation factor, but the cold wind poured into his body, and his legs were weak before he could walk a few steps. On the peeling wall of the beautiful girl idol poster, there was a kneeling kowtow to thank the Lord Long En on the spot.

It seems that I overestimated myself.

Yin Zeqiang stood up and went to the cabinet to take out a bottle of Lao Baigan in bulk. This is the participation award for the Chinatown Bridge Competition, and anyone who comes will have a share.He poured a little wine into his palm and wiped it on his body. It was the same taste as chicken and duck meat that was slaughtered in a pot during the Chinese New Year. Finally, he drank a few cups of boiling water and went back to the floor to cover himself. Strictly.

After wiping the white wine, the fever will be rapid, and the fever will naturally subside after the sweating is over. This is an old ancestral countermeasure.

A boy travels through the world alone, he still needs to learn to take care of himself.

Of course, it's not a sauna after all, and to be honest, it's uncomfortable and boring.It's not convenient to swipe the Twitter account, it seems that I can only listen to things.

Forget it, look for a radio drama. I am currently the host of a show, so it is not advisable to work behind closed doors, so I can learn how other people work together.

Landing in Yinquan, the homepage is full of broadcasts with different styles. There are stick figures on the cover, and there are also combined portrait photos.The man has sharp eyes, and he saw "Nightmare girls won't eat the radio" at a glance.

Looking at the list and ratings again, this month's Top 3 popularity, and weekly popularity Top 1?He stared at the harmonious and friendly photo of himself and his seniors on the cover, and fell into a short thought.

Out of some curiosity, he clicked in by accident, and soon a magnetic male voice and a pleasant female voice came from the wired earphones, and the two were laughing and joking throughout the whole process.

At first, I thought it was quite fresh, but after a while, the man stopped the playback with a sigh.

Without him, the sense of imagery is too strong. It reminds people of the regret that their plan failed and the embarrassment of being at a disadvantage. This replay is simply a double humiliation. It's too sad. Let's find something else.

Enter the "Fresh Push" section.

Ok?

"Efficenet Detective Agency"?Host: Yui Mizukura.Guest: Makoto Matsuda.

Oh yo?It was really recorded. Master Yin was curious but also a little resentful. I didn’t see that guy posting a promotion in Moments. Fortunately, I have hands and feet, and everything depends on myself. I met here today.

Click, volume up, play.

...

"Hello, everyone, welcome to the Efficenet Detective Agency. This program is an animation that is currently being broadcast, the extension column of "God's Memo". No matter which side it is, please take care and give advice. I am the host , Yui Mizukura. This is already the third episode, and a new guest has come, so let him say hello." The girl's soft voice said.

"Yes! Hey, that, hello friends from all over the country! I am Shandao Minghai, who voiced Matsuda sincerely! Please give me your advice!" The boy spoke with great momentum, like a general of a death squad rushing into battle.

"...Matsuda-san, are you talking the wrong way?" Mizukura Yui was a little startled by the loud volume, and hesitated.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have a bad mouth, and I didn't get around all of a sudden. I'm Matsuda Makoto from Yamashima Minkai, please give me your advice." Matsuda's sincerity immediately blew out like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle. Immediately rubbed his face vigorously and apologized repeatedly.

"Matsuda-san looks a bit cramped, is this the first time doing broadcast work?" Yui Mizukura asked proactively.

"Yes."

"Oh, how is it, how do you feel about this first-time experience?"

"That's right. First of all, the room is smaller than the animation recording room, and there is no display screen. There is only Mike and the script with basic information. It is a bit like the radio anchor studio I imagined before. How should I put it? I feel a little uneasy." Matsuda looked around sincerely, and a bunch of production staff were around, staring at him.

"Do you think it's too crude?" Mizukura Yui tilted his head.

"No, no, it's nothing like that. It's very clean, and the production staff is very friendly. It's purely because the broadcasting is more on-the-spot. Tacit understanding, if the compatibility between the two is not good, or if there is a conflict, an accident will happen, right?" Matsuda said sincerely.

"I think my relationship with Matsuda-san is okay." Mizukura Yui said softly.

"Ah, thank you, I am very happy to be evaluated like this." Matsuda scratched his head sincerely and shyly.

"Are you grateful for such a small thing? The producer asked you to get closer. It's too far away from the microphone, and the radio is not good." Yui Mizukura reminded.

"I'm really sorry." Matsuda sincerely had to move the chair.

"You can relax a little more. Don't take it as a burden and work. If you are in a happier mood, you can do better."

"Mizukura-san is really excellent, not at all like a child who is still in middle school." Matsuda sincerely sighed.

"You don't need the honorific title, the audience must find it very strange." Mizukura Yui said with a smile.

"After all, you are a senior, and I do respect you from the bottom of my heart."

"Ah? Why?"

"I've been in the workplace at this age, and I'm well qualified to be the main character of animation and broadcast host. I actually have very good friends around me, but I don't have any at your age." Matsuda sincerely folded his hands and said seriously, "And No matter when you talk to your seniors or listen to the feedback from the audio supervisor, even though you are so much younger than me, you always give people a very calm impression. I really want to have your calmness."

"This, that's it." Mizukura Yui was amused again, "Matsuda-san, you are really an interesting person."

"Actually, I asked some colleagues before, and everyone said that the first impression on the broadcast is very important. I just started with enough momentum, but I didn't expect to eat a big screw. I'm really sorry...Maybe later I have to ask Mizukura-san to smooth things over for me."

"Although I haven't made a mistake yet, I'm still very nervous. So we should work hard together. Speaking of it, although Matsuda-san and I don't communicate in private, we can always get along very smoothly, and even help me without trouble. Supplementary work." Mizukura reorganized his mood.

"...Although the answer given is wrong." Matsuda was sincerely a little embarrassed.

"But you have tried your best, right? The friend you consulted made a mistake. Your solution to the previous question was very neat!"

"Well, it's good to be of help."

"Has Matsuda-san read the original novel?" The host began to get to the point.

"Of course." The guest sat upright.

"Then please share your thoughts."

"Uh, when I first received the audition notice, I felt that the existing materials were not enough when I was preparing, and I still had to watch the original work. After I bought it in the bookstore, I found that the content was more than expected, and the time may not be enough, so I forced myself to read it. I read it quickly, and I only finished the first volume in the end, so I was very nervous on the way to the audition. I felt that I was not prepared enough, and I didn’t know what to do. After I came back, I read it completely. It’s really impressive. It is a profound work, and the characters on stage all have unique charms, and I am very lucky to have this opportunity to come into contact with it.”

"Is this your first main role? Do you remember the audition?"

"I should never forget it in my life. To be honest, before I got an accurate answer, I was always in conflict. Half of it was hoping to pass, and the other half was already comforting myself in advance. It's normal to fail. To be honest, this role has a lot to do with me. Similarities can be played naturally." Matsuda sincerely said slowly, "On the contrary, another character who was asked to audition later was a frivolous and smart type, and I couldn't let it go. This is quite frustrating, because in my same period, there are existences who can perform perfectly, so I can't use experience and lack of practice time as excuses."

"Will Matsuda-san get close to frivolous people? Is it really surprising?" Mizukura Yui was surprised.

"No, no, that guy is just good at dealing with the opposite sex. He is not a strange bad guy. He has a strong professional ability. He even forces himself to recite his lines. He often lacks sleep and makes up for sleep during the breaks on the set." Matsuda sincerely explained.

"Sure enough, great people always work hard."

"Yeah, so I don't dare to slack off at all."

"Actors and roles also have a good fit, so don't be depressed."

"Well, but being able to easily handle different styles of characters is the embodiment of acting skills. I don't know when I can become a real voice actor."

"As a co-actor, I think Matsuda-san has changed a lot compared to the first episode, and the improvement is obvious." Mizukura Yui said affirmatively.

"Thank you, I'm very happy." Matsuda sincerely felt a little uncomfortable with the straightforward compliment, rolled up his sleeves, and pulled the rolled cuffs back to their original positions.

"But outside of acting, it's still the same as before. I'm always on the side of being friendly and bullied, which makes me very happy every time I watch it." Yui Mizukura covered her mouth and laughed again.

"You just watched from the sidelines... Uh, I don't know why, the seniors always like to joke and joke with me when they are free, especially the seniors in the office, and my responses are always clumsy. In this respect Sure enough, my practice is still not enough." Matsuda was sincerely troubled, "It's back to what I said before, I want to be as calm as Mizukura-san, and have a good chat with everyone."

"I think it's good for Matsuda-san to keep the status quo. You don't have to force yourself to change in an uncomfortable direction." Yui Mizukura replied.

"Is that so? Well, it's okay to stay in the comfort zone without changing—what should I do? Now I feel that time flies by so fast every day, and the part that belongs to young people is aging rapidly. If this continues, in the blink of an eye I have entered my 30s, how should I go on in the future?"

"When I was on the set, Matsuda-san was quite at a loss, right?"

"Well, because it's the first time to be the main character, I feel that the whole audience is waiting for me, so it's a bit..."

"At that time, although I was sitting next to you, I didn't respond to you when I spoke to you. I must have been too focused. Now it's much better. I can talk a lot during the break. I even heard the slogan of restarting work, and I still have something to say."

"Mizucang-san took the initiative to talk to me, probably because she wanted to help me ease my emotions. Anyway, that, is really a very gentle child."

"Actually, it was driven by curiosity. In my heart, Matsuda-san is an incredible person. I have never seen such a person before." Mizukura Yui joked.

"Uh, which part is more strange?" Matsuda asked sincerely.

"All."

"what?"

The staff's restrained laughter came from the background.

"By the way, is there anything Matsuda-san is good at?" Yui Mizukura asked again.

"I have to say, cooking creation, right? I usually cook by myself, but I don't want to follow the recipe completely, so I often do it in my own way after knowing the general process and in actual operation." Matsuda Think sincerely.

"Gao, what about the style of a master, the taste must be good, right?" Mizucang was stunned.

"No, it's terrible." The guest answered immediately.

Staff's uncontrollable laughter came from the background.

"...but that's how cooking is, in the constant failure, finally find the perfect balance and collocation, from failure to success." Yui Mizukura worked hard to modify.

"Yeah, that's it!" Matsuda sincerely agreed with this statement.

"Well, I also want to ask, even if it is a very good recipe, it must be delicious, will Matsuda-san want to modify it?"

"of course."

"...Let's, let's go to the next part of the broadcast. Since it is a detective agency, it will have the function of accepting commissions, so there will be a small column for consultation if there are troubles." The host looked at the script.

"If this is the case, can guests also participate?" Matsuda was sincerely curious.

"Does Matsuda-san have any troubles and want to talk about it? I, I will try my best."

Staff's heroic laughter came out in the background.

The other side of time and space.

Master Yin, who was wearing earphones, was lying under the quilt, his entire face and facial features twisted together.

...

"Because the host is sick, the next broadcast will be absent. Anyway, I have to find someone to play it for me, but other voice actors don't have time, so can I ask you to do this?" Ippei Boi said holding up his mobile phone.

"Okay, leave it to us, it's a trivial matter." Jianqi Jingxiang answered easily, "Your Destiny Star, who has never met in ten years in your career, is exhausted? I didn't say that, as a manager, it's only natural for you to assign work. But don't squeeze the labor force too much."