tokyo voice

"But if you are not capable enough at that time, you will be caught up by powerful newcomers and lose your competitiveness."

"No, no, the rookies don't have as much experience as us."

"But our experience is definitely not as good as that of the seniors." Matsuda shook his head sincerely.

Yin Ze lost his voice for a while, so don't play anymore.Looking at the man who is still doing the cleaning work meticulously even if he talks, I don't know whether the other party lacks self-confidence or is full of fighting will.But he was too embarrassed to continue fishing, so he also wrung out the dirty water from the sponge to speed up the progress.

The two cooperated, and it was only after a few ten minutes that everything was settled. After taking off the apron and locking the doors and windows, Yin Ze looked at the sleeping commercial street, and remembered a moment and said, "Matsuda-san, it's rare that you can meet me while working, why don't you go drink some beer together?" Have some supper."

"Can high school students in Tokyo drink alcohol?" The man from Hokkaido was extremely surprised.

"Cough, no, I mean a gathering among colleagues."

"Okay, I know there is a cheap shop nearby." Matsuda sincerely agreed after thinking for a few seconds.

"?"

To be reasonable, I didn't expect it to be so clean and tidy. After all, from my impression, this person should be quite introverted, and he only offered the invitation out of courtesy.

"Matsuda-san."

"how?"

"Let me tell you in advance that I like women."

"Eh? That? Eh? Me, me too."

……

In a small shop specializing in night food, two people sat on the mat, Matsuda sincerely took the menu, ordered two fried rice and some meat and vegetarian skewers, and finally ordered fried chicken nuggets and drinks.

"Matsuda-san, you are actually not good at rejecting invitations." Yin Ze said after looking at him for a long time.

"That's not true, or I'm not the type who will receive many requests." Matsuda shook his head sincerely, and then praised dryly, "I can't compare to a handsome and confident person like you."

"There is no need for honorifics. We are at the same time at work, and you are older in age, and it's almost midnight. It's too tiring to be formal like this. Let's relax."

"I understand, Takizawa-kun, I'm sorry to trouble you." Matsuda straightened his body sincerely.

"...So there is really no need to be so formal, you are too tense."

Matsuda pursed his lips sincerely, intertwined his hands, and finally gave a wry smile, "I'm not very good at talking, sorry."

"Look at what you said, I'm not either, be natural." The man peeled off the peanut butter on the table and gave it to him.

"Takizawa-kun is obviously very talkative." Matsuda sincerely ate peanuts.

"Matsuda, you can just call me Takizawa."

"Ah..." Matsuda was sincerely at a loss.

"It's just too red tape in Japan. A name can be called a flower, and we're not talking about business. We don't need honorifics and honorifics." Yin Ze said in a firm tone.

"Takizawa-kun, uh, Takizawa, you are really confident." Matsuda sincerely looked a little surprised, "And it doesn't make people disgusted, and it's the same with those difficult guests this afternoon... It should be said that this is Ikemen's Where is the advantage?"

"Because they are all irrelevant things, and Matsuda, you don't seem to be such a detail fanatic." Yin Ze said, "If it weren't for the influence of the workplace and the environment, I guess you would not be so rigid."

"Because interpersonal communication is a delicate matter." Matsuda sincerely finally began to relax a little, and thought for a while and said, "Especially with strangers, I know very well that words can actually be offensive. If the wording is inappropriate to make people angry and sad It’s not good, so I’m very envious of your ease.”

"Social communication is actually divided into face-to-face talk and truth-telling. It's one thing to use fake and empty socializing language, and it's another thing to communicate with nature. Standing there, others can see it. You will be found out sooner or later if you plan and intrigue. As long as the foundation of treachery is leaked, others will find out. .”

Yin Ze did not forget to throw peanuts into his mouth.

"Eight-faced Linglong is easy to eat anywhere, but if you really want to make friends with people, you still have to see if you really have the sincerity of Linglong, otherwise it's just a few 10 minutes of pleasure to be the protagonist's focus at the dinner table gone."

"However, in this fast-paced society, there are no gorgeous means to attract the attention of others, so how can there be opportunities." Matsuda said softly with his shoulders drooping.

The boss wearing a turban holds a wooden plate in his hand, and presents delicious fried rice, grilled skewers with gravy, and carbonated cold drinks floating with ice cubes between the two of them, and walks away after talking slowly.

"Are you really troubled by this?" Yin Ze was surprised.

"I just had this idea by chance." Matsuda sincerely picked a skewer with a lot of meat and fat and handed it to him. "After all, many people work hard and don't even have a chance to perform. They can only keep repeating exercises and build their own self-confidence. live."

"Because there is only a slight possibility, so I still close my eyes when I sleep, and ask someone what will happen tomorrow." Matsuda sincerely lowered his head and picked up the fried rice.

"If you don't get a response, you will indeed be so worried." Yin Ze was silent for a while, then he paused, "Do you really like being a voice actor? Where is the magic of this profession?"

Matsuda looked up at him sincerely, thinking very seriously about this question.

"I was just very moved. When I learned for the first time that the voices of the characters in the picture came from real human beings in reality, I was shocked."

After a while, his tone softened.

"My own voice, the voice of others, suddenly constitutes an important part of a certain story, the soul of a character. It is clearly what I said, but when I re-examine it again, it is like seeing another brand-new life, and no matter how many times, They will all jump for joy, the sense of satisfaction that emanates from the bottom of my heart, should I say it is infatuation or longing."

"Creation itself is sacred." Yin Ze smiled, his voice seemed to drift away into the distance.

Creation is the selfishness of personality and the selflessness of revealing oneself.

Creation is a cry to find companions, and it is also a confession of loneliness.

Feel the joy of progress and the pain of stopping.

"It's a bit arrogant to say such a thing. It's obvious that you haven't even participated in a work yet." Matsuda scratched his head sincerely, "What about you, Takizawa, what do you think?"

"Maybe you have to wait until you participate in the performance to find out."

"Did you not receive the audition notice?"

"Why does it sound like you're happy?"

"No, it's just that a talented person like you hasn't officially debuted yet, so I suddenly feel a sense of liberation." Matsuda sincerely explained quickly.

"Aren't you the kind of person who is overtaken in a marathon and wants to get back in spite of his physical strength?" Yin Ze smiled and continued, "Don't worry, I don't have much talent. Relying on your acting skills."

"Where is it, my level is not worth mentioning."

"No, no, please give me more advice."

"Where where..."

"No, no, no..."

"..."

Yin Ze tore off a piece of fat barbecue with a big gulp, raised his ice-stained glass and blessed the opposite seat.

"I firmly believe that heaven rewards hard work. Although it is very vulgar, everyone is a layman without talent. It is a fairy tale for little boys to become a righteous hero who eradicates rape and evil, and it is the story of our group of big boys. Go One, good brother, you can do it."

In a broad sense, a good brother of a flower planter is equivalent to the master who is called when taking a taxi for a haircut, and the teacher who is called when asking for directions to find someone.

Matsuda was stunned for a moment, and then toasted him very solemnly.

"Thank you!"

Suddenly it became official again... I touched it so hard that I almost thought the cup was about to break, but the shopkeeper had already cast his gaze on it.

Yin Ze bowed his head to taste the dishes.

"The ribs are good, but unfortunately they're not spicy enough... Oh, they're really cheap. Then I'll roast some beef."

"I highly recommend the fried chicken nuggets in this store, it is one of the signatures."

"The rice is not too greasy. The cooking skills are really good. Don't come here tomorrow night."

"Will such oily food affect the throat...?"

"Then eat ramen?"

"I know there is a very healthy ramen for supper."

"Why are you so familiar?"

"There are often part-time workers in these stores."

"Brother, let me introduce... I feel that I may be this waiter for a while, and my face is stiff from laughing all day."

"Well, let me ask you." Matsuda smiled sincerely.

In the night streets of Tokyo, the two, like other tables, enjoy the relaxation of the night after a day of operation.

The charcoal is burning red, and the cup reflects the stars and youth.

No.15 The steak is medium rare, thank you

Saturday, the rest day, no school.

But Sakura Mio was still dragged out of the bed by her mother and ordered to wash her face and brush her teeth.There was a cold drizzle at [-]:[-] a.m. last night. Small raindrops were clinging to the window glass and rose potted plants, flashing light spots in the sunny day.The sky is blue and clear, and the cool morning breeze carries the moisture and refreshment after the rain, as well as the sense of the forest from afar.

The girl reluctantly changed into her pajamas, and faced herself in the mirror with frizzy hair comparable to that of a Saiyan star.

In the living room on the first floor, the coffee cup was steaming on the dining table, and the finished newspaper was folded aside.Dad is playing with the bird. I don’t know where he bought a cockatiel. Whenever he has free time, he will make love to this blush-faced little bird and play Liszt’s music to it. He dreams that one day the parrot can hum. "bell".

Breakfast is lemon-flavored grilled salmon and sakura shrimp tamagoyaki. The nutrition and taste are full of the upper limit. The intellectual and beautiful hostess in the morning news is broadcasting today's headlines.

"Saturday is so good. I can get up late, enjoy breakfast slowly, and go back to sleep. The most important thing is that I can watch TV with my legs crossed and ignore work." Dad said happily.

"One day I don't have to cook breakfast, lunch and dinner, I will really have a rest day." Mom hummed softly.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mioyin has grown up too, so I can start learning to inherit your cooking skills."

"Do you want to exploit your daughter after you exploit your wife?"

"That's not what it means. You also know that I will only create disasters when I enter the kitchen. It's better to clean the dishes and chopsticks for the two of you for the rest of your life."

"I won't let Mioyin cook. Once I really learn how to cook, I can't escape the preparation of three meals a day." Mom said seriously.

"...What about starting a family after that?"

"Let the son-in-law cook."

"Alright, as long as I don't do it, it doesn't matter." Dad readily accepted.

"You still have to choose a hard-working and smart man as your husband. Women don't have too much advantage in marriage. If you meet a bad mother-in-law and a bad father-in-law, you can only swallow your tears." Mother taught earnestly.

"It's better to choose a gentle and considerate wife as a wife. Men don't have much advantage in marriage. If you encounter a durian keyboard washboard, you can only stuff your own money between your teeth." Dad added.

"You say I'm arrogant and arbitrary?" Mom stared beautifully.

"Why did you say that? What I said just now are clearly hypothetical sentences, aimed at awakening young people who are not deeply experienced. You are the existence of my ideal, the ultimate incarnation of my partner, and another part of my soul." Dad said righteously said.

"Once a man speaks sweet words, it means that his intentions are impure."

"Tender words of love that are not put into action are nothing but frothy lies that can be shattered at the first poke. I happened to reserve two VIP seats for "Don Juan" at the Grand Theater today. I hope this beautiful lady will appreciate it." Dad changed into a pretentious one. prodigal tone.

"I'm a married woman, and you still send out such an invitation, it's really unreasonable!" Mom scolded with chopsticks.

"Even if it's immoral, I can't restrain the throbbing and longing in my heart that comes from the root of my soul. I'm jealous and envious of the man who got you. What's so good about him?!"

"He is handsome and tall, has an outstanding personality, and loves his family. It is my honor to meet him. You should leave immediately. I don't want to be seen gossiping."

"Since he is such a rare existence with both talent and appearance, I have nothing to say." Dad sighed in frustration.

Sakura Mioyin was silently eating tamagoyaki without saying a word, but turned her head helplessly, not bothering to see this pair of live treasures.

The father turned to look at his daughter with anticipation for the world of the two on the horse, "Then I will go to the theater with your mother in the afternoon, so I won't see you off?"

"I don't care." Sakura Mioyin shook her head.

"Great, I'll give you some extra pocket money! Have fun with your friends!" Dad didn't mind being rejected.

"I'm going upstairs to do my homework." Sakura Mioyin ran up the stairs with a piece of meat in her mouth.

When Dad heard the sound of heavy footsteps, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, should she plan to lose weight... But he dared not say this.

The girl who returned to the bedroom, no accident, was not studying at all. Instead, she threw herself back on the bed and flipped through the new issue of the fashion magazine. Time has passed and the old tomboy also began to study how to dress.

Today, except for the moment when she was reluctant to get up, she was a little unhappy, but she was in a happy mood.

As the semester is coming to an end, the students in the class spontaneously organize a pre-final party. As a marginal person, she receives an active invitation from the handsome and popular monitor.

After elementary school, I almost never participated in activities such as outings, spring outings, choruses, and dinner parties.But such pale youth is finally about to be replaced.

Harvesting friendship, leaving the ups and downs together, and even the last school trip, those wonderful experiences worth remembering in the film, television, drama, comic novels come one after another.

Moreover, the one who extended a helping hand and pulled her out of the gray quagmire was the popular king with a deviation value of 68, the figure, appearance, talent and skills of the grade. As a normal freshman girl, she was a little happy about it.

I rummaged through the closet, trying to match a set that gives the most comfortable impression, and I also have to do my makeup well, especially eyebrow and eyeliner.

After working on it for several hours, when I went downstairs for lunch, the bird-teasing father joked, "Hey, if you don't know, you think you're going to meet your boyfriend... Seriously, there won't be any, right?"

The girl just rolled her eyes.

Lunch is sautéed chicken breast with salad dressing, fishbone kombu vermicelli soup, thinly sliced ​​roast duck, cold vegetables and a large bowl of rice.

The husband and wife were chatting about homework, what about the gentleman next door who cheated and got bitten by Teddy.Beating eggs today is a festive double yolk.A colleague won the lottery and resolutely resigned to start a business and lost his pants. The new employee dropped a ballpoint pen near the power strip, bent over to pick it up, and accidentally pressed the power switch. The entire team was added as a class leader, and the twenty computers collectively shut down in an instant. The program crashed and the file was damaged. If it wasn't for being stopped by someone, the employee immediately jumped off the [-]th floor to apologize on the spot.