tokyo voice

"Don't be too nervous." The girl thought that he was suddenly named and re-recorded, so he was a little down, so she comforted him in a low voice.

"Actually, I've memorized it all, but thank you for your thoughtfulness." Yin Ze said with a low smile.

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Hidaka Mana hadn't realized the meaning of this sentence, the audio supervisor saw that they were all standing up and said "start".

The boy really thought it was troublesome and didn't turn the book, so he came here casually.This time the tone, texture, mood, and tone are completely different.After all-out technical polishing, the voice of the voice suddenly improved, and the aristocratic sense of coldness was vividly displayed.

The templated loyal soldiers disappeared in an instant, replaced by knights with flesh and blood and admiration.

The simple battle cry has changed. The dry roar of the small soldier captain has become the desperate cry of the hero who is fighting with his back and fighting alone.

The last words are not an act of a tool man to set off Aotian, it seems to be a grand sadness of a prequel hero who has gone through thousands of swords and finally relieved the series to the protagonist of the main story.

Especially the last breath is the finishing touch and the essence, and the aria sung by a cool female voice at the end of the film has no sense of disobedience.

After memorizing everything, Nagasaki Xingnan took a sip of coffee and said with satisfaction, "This is the version I want, thank you for your hard work!"

Yin Ze rubbed his throat and stepped back from the microphone.

"I didn't expect such an elegant and beautiful voice." Nakajima Maji looked at him with increasing admiration and said, "This voice is really a feast for the ancestors."

"It's very powerful, I feel like I have to re-record it." Satoshi Hibe said in agreement.

Yin Ze waved his hands and hurriedly talked modestly with the two seniors.

Today's collection, the debut battle ended in three hours.Although it feels quite relaxed, it's all because he only has this half of the episode.

But it’s okay, let’s go back to eat. On the way here, I saw a ramen restaurant that seemed to be pretty good, so I went to try something new.

Yin Ze bid farewell to everyone, first handed back his script to the little old man Nagasaki, and walked to the elevator humming a little tune.

"Takizawa-kun, I'm sorry to interrupt you." Hidaka Mana suddenly followed up and stopped him.

"Uh, what's the matter?" The man scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed about the previous oolong.

"Well, can I ask what your line is at 12 minutes and 05 seconds?"

"Okay, but which episode is it?"

"Eh? Of course it's the first episode..."

"In the first episode, the hero said to the heroine, 'Just wait here for a while'." Yin Ze replied.

"Okay, thank you." Hidaka Mana nodded cutely.

"Yeah, I hope we can have a chance to cooperate next time, so please do your best." Yin Ze waved his hand and entered the elevator.

Hidaka Mana quickly turned around and flipped through the script, looking for the lines she just said nonsense at a certain point in time, and finally found that it was exactly the same as that person said.

It actually came down.

I thought he was a frivolous guy who didn't even take notes.

The girl looked back at the elevator that was already going down, with curiosity in her sparkling eyes.

...that's a really weird guy.

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"How about today's official recording?"

"The atmosphere at the scene was pretty good, and the seniors didn't put on airs, but Nagasaki-san suddenly asked me to re-record, which almost scared me to death."

Yin Ze was sitting in a ramen restaurant with warm air, talking on the phone while happily enjoying this thick pork bone ramen. A few pieces of char siu were sliced ​​thickly, which was really conscientious.

A full meal after work is like a gift.

"I remember there were people from Em at the scene, right?" Kashiwai Ippei asked.

"You mean Mr. Nakajima Maji?" Yin Ze said.

"That's right, that's him." Kashiwai Ippei said with a smile, "He is a well-known 'parent' role in the firm, and he likes watching the energetic juniors love each other and unite together. The newlyweds have dinner to enhance their relationship."

"That's really a kind person." Yin Ze said with admiration, "And his acting skills are also very good."

"You also need to make more friends on the set... Well, it would be great if Matsuda could handle communication as well as you do." The agent said with emotion.

"Did something happen to him?" Yin Ze couldn't help stopping his chopsticks and asked.

"I feel cramped all the time. Although there is no problem in business presentation and he is as serious as ever, the seiyuu is not just fighting and killing. I am still quite worried that he will suffer." Kashiwai Ippei said, "Especially if he is the main character. , will naturally become the focus in the recording studio, everyone will focus on you during the performance, and outside the performance, such as broadcasting and publicity activities will be arranged, how can it work if you are not smart."

"Songtian just lacks training. After all, natural thick-skinned diplomats are rare. If you just worry about it, why don't you really let him be the leading role once? If you have experience, you can talk about everything." Yin Ze helped to say good things.

"It's a pity that I don't have that much energy yet. In fact, I snatched all your opportunities from my peers, even those from the same firm." Ippei Kashiwa sighed, "You have to deal with all kinds of people and get involved. Wrist, it's cruel."

"It sounds like the manager is just like the concubine in ancient times, taking the survival route that mothers are more expensive than children."

"It's in the same boat! Your analogy is too inappropriate!"

"By the way, Bai Jingsang, have you ever brought out a boss?" Yin Ze suddenly thought of something.

"There's a big storm, it's not that easy." Kashiwa said flatly, "You fantasize about being taken care of by a direct boss, just like fantasizing about being born in the family of a prince and general. to the top."

"Do you believe this too?"

"If you don't believe me, you can't do it, that's how the president poured me chicken soup!" Kashiwa Ippei said angrily.

Every boss is a top chef who cooks soul broth.

"That's it. Since you successfully finished the recording in the morning, come to me this afternoon to participate in the new audition." Kashiwa Ippei urged.

"Ah, in such a hurry, I still want to go back and do cleaning." Yin Ze scratched his head.

"You are not as good as Matsuda, and you actually despise the precious opportunity to audition, alas...you said it would be great if you two could fit together." Kashiwa Ippei started a beautiful imagination.

……

Sakura Mio was sitting alone in the waiting room.

The audition was more nervous than imagined, with uncontrollable tremors when speaking, and the skills and experience acquired from the teacher when developing the solo seemed to be blank, and I couldn't mobilize a single bit.

The cowardly and humble voice that came from the earphone made her even more ashamed.

Although the agent and the supervisor did not show any disappointment, these acting skills and knowledge were all obtained by sacrificing her normal and happy campus life. In the end, it was such a result, which was really not reconciled.

It is said that a person's life is connected by countless choices, so maybe her initial choice was wrong.The price is a sense of alienation from the deep sea of ​​the world, constantly wrapping yourself in front of your parents with lies.

Burying her head into the thickly wound scarf and skirt, her short forehead hair drooping, the girl felt very uncomfortable.

When I got on the stage, I was surprised that I couldn't become an actor in front of the screen, but it was so useless to turn into a sound worker. It was just a futile effort to go around such a big circle.

So far, there are only the phone numbers of my parents in my mobile phone.

No matter what she did, she couldn't break through the shackles on her body. Gradually, she even felt that she couldn't communicate with others anymore, and she didn't want to look at each other. As long as she was in a social situation, she would be a little timid and fearful.

In this season, there is still white snow and gray fog. When the warm spring comes, the snow will melt and wash the city, and the fog will clear up. But in her eyes, it is still gray, and there is nothing that can be called colorful. The reciprocating cycle does not know the end of the day.

I have obviously never done anything bad, nor have I bullied anyone.

I will hold an umbrella for the stray cats and dogs in the rain, and I will feel sad for the death of a cicada.

You will see happy sparrows frolicking on the telegraph pole, even if you are clumsy, you will comfort the lost children.

But why... for this.

I've obviously worked hard.

Just want some "happy" and "real".

She got up silently, holding the warm water glass with both hands, the warmth from her fingertips drove away the slightest coolness.

On her lap was a brief introduction and lines of the work, which she flipped through idly.The story is naturally a very good story, with childlike pure and pure sadness in the fantasy.

Sunny summer vacation, chirping cicadas, quiet streams, lengthy approach, stone statues with folded hands, emerald green and transparent forests, ancient vermilion torii gates covered with moss and rain marks.

And the lost little girl.

Stories are often more logical and rational than reality.

There is no way to continue telling the story of true despair, without a shred of hope.

Therefore, the little girl must meet someone who helps her, so that there will be a follow-up, and there will be a follow-up worth writing about.There are only dense forests and girls that cover the sky and the sun, which are of no value at all. After all, no one has heard her cry or seen her loss and fragility.

Sakura Mio has been waiting for the "unqualified" notice for a long time, until the water glass cooled down, and her fingertips became cold again.What is the supervisor hesitating about, or is it because he has completely forgotten that there is such a poor freshman in high school... It is not the first time he has been forgotten.

She drank the cold water, crushed the paper cup and threw it away, put her hands in her warm pockets, and walked out of the lounge, she wanted to drink something sweet.So go to the vending machine.

The finely crafted down jacket wrapped her into a ball, like a girl shrunk in a shell, staring blankly at the back of the one bending over to pick up coffee in front of her.

She likes small animals very much, she is cute and cute, as long as you are nice to it, she will respond to you, even if she is unhappy, her petite size can't cause much harm to people.Kindness will be rewarded with kindness, and even if you are attacked, it will be painless.

A creature like a stray cat runs very fast, and may disappear in the blink of an eye, and it is unpredictable. No matter how many small fish are fed, it will slip away.

In the same way, it's only natural that they reappeared at the corner out of nowhere, out of nowhere.

Although this person is not like a cat at all.

So the girl thought of a passage written in that script——

Hotaru, who got lost, meets Gin who is actually a youkai.

The boy who had just arrived turned his head.

Seeing her, she was surprised for a few seconds, then put on a smile, and handed over the hot drink that she was planning to drink.

"Happy belated New Year, long time no see, Sakura-san."

"haven't seen you for a long time"

Long time no hear.

It was so sudden that I was a little flustered.

The girl pinched her cuffs, her eyes wandering.

"Well, long time no see."

"Don't you want to drink?" The boy shook the can in his hand.

"Yes." Sakura Mioyin stretched out her hand to take it.

So warm.

Obviously it's just coffee.

really warm.

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Regarding the address, the man actually thought about it in just a few seconds, there is no way whoever calls here pays attention to these red tape things.

Sakura-kun, I am a little biased.

Sakura-san, obviously he is older.

Sakura sauce, too abrupt and provocative.

Your Highness Sakura, Master Sakura, Mrs. Sakura... Such joking titles are even more unacceptable.

But the name, there is always a type of panacea.

Just like the boss he said when he rewarded the anchor with dried fish, the handsome guy he said when he passed the mobile phone counter, the pretty guys around him after getting off Baiyun Airport, and the four consecutive killings on the opposite side eagerly chasing him to recognize relatives in the chat box The father who shouted from time to time.

For students who are still studying, there is a perfect title.

"classmate"

Be approachable, natural, humble, and polite.

"I didn't expect to meet here. Speaking of it, you are very hard. After all, you can't play with friends during the rare winter vacation." Yin Ze greeted.

The girl who was sipping coffee suddenly swept away her sense of weakness, and immediately cast a cold and dangerous gaze.

Could it be that this brand of coffee doesn't taste good?The man felt cool and silently dismissed the idea of ​​buying another bottle.

"Well, have you had lunch yet?" Yin Ze asked again.

"If you didn't eat, would you treat me?" Sakura Mio said a little bluntly.

"Uh, then did you eat it, or didn't you eat it?" Yin Ze asked tentatively.

"you guess."