tokyo voice

Chapter No.60 The scene on the other side

In the simple and simple rented house for bachelors, a rare stove was lit, the aroma of high-grade fish rose from the frying pan, and a little spice was sprinkled casually, exuding the infinite charm of luxury.The man's fingers slid across the cold wine bottles, imitating the example of the bar master and starting to make delicious drinks.

For a dry martini, shake well, never stir.

Add three parts Gordon's gin, one part vodka, half a part Kina Lillet, shake with ice, and finish with a thin slice of lemon zest.

Just after taking a hot bath, the hair was still damp, the man put aside a few strands of bangs on his forehead, quietly picked up the misty wine glass, the ice cubes collided with each other, and he took a sip, it was a burst of fragrance and sharp taste.Close your eyes, as if you have become a handsome pork guy with a hint of sadness.Hidden in the hustle and bustle of the vegetable market, waiting for the top secret.Clear without losing its elegance, as the rumors say, Martini is an aphrodisiac wine.

It was a beautiful night, and the cold wind after winter was blocked by glass and walls.The best thing is a deep sleep on a rainy day, and a warm fireplace on a snowy night.He now has days off, good wine, good food, and a forgotten time playing on a second-hand stereo.These are all comforting.

Gifts received from enthusiastic fans have been properly handled.Delicate boys must know how to use kitchen utensils, even if they can only cook a bowl of poached egg and tomato noodles.Believe me, when facing girls with weak psychological defenses, it will at least be much better than pouring a glass of boiling water.

The hot grilled tuna is tender and tender, and the aroma induced by pepper penetrates straight into the nostrils. Together with a small sip of iced special Vespa cocktail, the man forgets all the unpleasantness of social animals.

Life still needs to be bothered to make up, elegant, never out of date.

Yin Ze's little finger swayed across the screen of the phone enchantingly. Assuming this was a gambling table, he had already thrown a few chips worth hundreds of thousands.

"Hurry up, all the flowers I've been waiting for are gone~"

'3. '

'Pass.Are you GG or MM? '

'To 3. '

'I'm sorry.

Na ni? !

The man almost choked to death.

'It's a pleasure working with you~'

Mr. Yin lost 130 million at the Casino Royale, and he was as noble as he was, so he couldn't help but frowned, and secretly scolded his teammate who was cheating. How could he reproduce Chen Daozai's miracle when he was ranked as such an insect?

Forget it, a small scene with millions of dollars, no need to worry about it.

Yin Ze cleaned up the dishes, shook the wine glass, looked up at the wall clock on the wall, reached for the remote control to turn on the TV, switched from the paid Victoria's Secret Talent Channel to the TV station and began to wait quietly.

An ordinary late night, an animation adapted from an ordinary novel will come to an end tonight.

...

Tsuchiya Hongliang held his chin and was reviewing the manuscript he had just finished. After rechecking the information and revising it several times, he breathed a sigh of relief and saved the document.His eyes moved to the lower right corner of the computer screen. After realizing that the animation was about to start, he quickly left the seat, walked quickly to the sofa on the coffee table, and turned on the TV to change the channel.

Before the time was up, there was still a TV shopping program on the screen. The host read out various parameters with eloquence, and the guests also echoed in a timely manner, constantly sending out "ah", "that's amazing", "can you actually enjoy this kind of discount?" "The words and sentences.

Humming a ditty, Xiong Xiong took out biscuits from the refrigerator, took the time to make a cup of hot tea, lay comfortably on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and gagged and chatted in the group chat.

The group of friends is extremely active, basically they are all online, presumably they are all waiting for the last episode.

"Bingguo" has been widely acclaimed since its inception. Its high-quality original works, wonderful paintings, comfortable and picky narrative like a kitten licking its tongue, and storyboards full of fantasy and youthful flavor, it has truly achieved acclaim and praise. Popular.With Ah Liang's rich experience in watching movies, this work will undoubtedly stand the test of time.The same style and type, latecomers have been difficult to surpass.

Maybe it doesn't reach the concept of "magic work", nor does it discuss grand propositions, there is no passionate epic, and it will not cause social impact. Even the reasoning is limited to the daily life of classrooms and campuses.It's not sharp or hot, just like an old friend, quietly stopping somewhere, going to play together when you have time, even if there is no contact in the future, waiting for the memory, but you can't help but smile knowingly.

A complete set of BD has been confirmed, and if you buy two or three more sets, you can give them to the group of friends through the lottery.Anyway, he is also a big blogger, Ah Liang has this kind of mind.

The host was still eloquently explaining the advantages of the new electrical appliances, and the guests kept exaggerating the atmosphere.The elderly people who appeared on the scene were also very cooperative, Dangtuo Dangdang was very immersive.

Tsuchiya Hongliang scratched his head, endured the expectation, and continued to chat with the group of friends about the previous activities.From Brother Tong's face-to-face gift giving to Sheng Yan, to the killing of another incarnation by the power of the demon king at the game scene, there are endless emoticons, so lively.

The shopping show stopped unknowingly.

There was a short silence.

"This is Oreki's house."

"Hi, I'm Chitanda. Excuse me on the day off, I'm sorry to ask, do you have any plans for the day after tomorrow?"

"Well, let me see...no."

"Great, that, Oreki-kun, although it's presumptuous, can I ask you to hold an umbrella?"

It was only after hearing this conversation that Tsuchiya Hongliang recovered his senses and raised his head.

But the picture is black.

Only the clear and clean voices of the two voice actors are talking.

"The shrine near my house is going to hold the Doll's Day festival, and there will be many dolls in palace costumes. It seems that there were even five musicians in the past, but recently the number of children has decreased, so it was cancelled...Anyway, someone needs to hold an umbrella for the main dolls. However, the person who held this position in the past few years has suddenly been injured. Because of the size of the clothes, it is not easy to find anyone. For example, Fukube-san is a little smaller. From my point of view, Oreki Classmate, you should be just right."

"Oh……"

"We're understaffed. Everyone imaginable nearby has been put on other jobs. There's really no other way. The job itself probably won't take an hour...Can you help me, please?"

"I'm not interested."

"Is that so..."

There was an awkward silence.The TV seemed to be off.It makes people wonder if there is an error in the screening file, only the audio is playing.

"I'll do it." The boy said suddenly.

"Huh? Is it okay?" The girl was a little surprised, and her voice revealed surprise and peace of mind.

"Ah."

"Thank you, Oreki-kun!"

Tsuchiya Hongliang frowned slightly, only thinking that maybe it was a different acting technique.While thinking, he reached out and tore open the biscuit bag.

There was the sound of the bicycle chain turning.After the crisp tinkling of bells, the world suddenly drove to the silent and grand distant fields.

Ah Liang's eyes were shimmering, and he accidentally used too much strength, and the biscuit packaging bag sizzled apart, and the wafers fell on his clothes.But Xiong Xian didn't move.

He was restrained by that pair of flower rolls.

When the sun is just right, when the breeze is quiet, when the flowers are not in full bloom.

There are sparse forests, and mottled residual snow can be seen in between. The sun is shining brightly, and the air is quite cold.The color of the mountains is brighter than fresh green, which is the brilliance of the revival of life, the eternity of the four seasons, the magnificence and beauty of nature, and a small shrine is surrounded by green shadows.

Those flowers are beautiful on the side of the road, the slender shadows walk very slowly, the early spring sun falls on the field, and the flower branches covered with fine frost sing a short poem by Matsuo Basho: the snow melts a little more, and the lilac buds of angelica.

Embroidered bird's beak, stained with cherry petal powder, the road in front of the bicycle is becoming clearer and clearer.On the way upstream, a cherry blossom tree blooming alone in Linghan came into view.The boy walked among the petals, and the wind moved the shadow of Sakura.

Wolong cherry blossoms drift away so resolutely because she knows it will bloom again next year

On a clear morning in April, the boy walked by.The boy was not very handsome, his clothes were not outstanding, and his hair was persistently squeezed by sleep.But from the moment he saw this world, the chest of the bystander trembled like a rumbling, and his mouth was as dry as a desert rustling.

So beautiful, so beautiful.

Tsuchiya's bright vision was captured, and the brightly lit mobile phone was held in the palm of his hand, but he neither put it aside nor cleaned up the scattered biscuit crumbs.

Not willing to move away for a second, every frame is so delicate.

He seems to be able to see the flow of time, which is presented as a dreamy, bright and transparent light and shadow, and everything is contained in this color symbol that interprets all kinds of nature.Silent fields, rivers after melting ice, birds and mountains... everything is so beautiful.He felt completely at one with the world.

So plump, so lifelike, so close to that dimension for the first time, so close that he seemed to hear the sound of spring buds breaking through the ground, so close that he could stir the white clouds with his hand, and so close that a light tap of a puddle would create circles of ripples.

Warm, delicate, without edges and corners, turning this scene in my heart into reality, and generously presenting it to every audience, what kind of softness a painter needs in his heart.

Tsuchiya Hongliang unconsciously twisted his expression slightly.

Fireflies flash intermittently, one on and one off in a space of one foot.Meticulous, overlooking the sky and the earth, the supreme control that even the light must be carefully grasped, on top of that, it is so agile, without the slightest bit of tediousness and stuffiness.Boundless vitality filled the whole body.

A Liang dug out the information in his mind out of professional instinct, and finally found out in amazement and shock that this level, this tension, seems to be a part of the huge ocean of animation works that makes people stop.

In terms of quality and finish, this is definitely first-class photography, a lens that fits perfectly.

——and pinnacle, top-notch painting.

...

Kyoto Animation First Studio.

The meeting room on the third floor was still lit, and the room was full of restlessness. As internal personnel, they were shocked many times more than others.

After seeing the finished product on TV, Takemoto Yasuhiro clenched his fists and pounded the table heavily, with joy written all over his face.Although everything was based on his storyboard, but at this moment, he was still extremely excited.

Since ancient times, there have been jokes about "teaching you how to draw XX". First, relax the draft, then color it, and finally add a little detail, and you can turn stone into gold.

Pretty much the same now.

Those two tried their best to turn the draft with only lines and notes into a living world.The process is hard to describe, but the scales of the dragon are stained on the drawing paper, which is a wonderful workmanship.

Kigami Masaharu sat beside him quietly, holding a cigarette in his right hand with the patch attached.Just watch quietly.

Ten days, two people.An old man, a young man.Pencils and digital.A collision of tradition and new technology.This is the answer at last.

Kigami Masuji let out a long breath.

Although there is no plan to retreat to the second line.

But if this is his last blow before leaving the field of creative Shura.Seems perfectly acceptable too.

Because he has finally seen the beautiful scene on the other side of the abyss that is difficult to cross without wings.

No.60 Boom Boom Boom

At this time, the parents are already asleep.

There are high-saturation neon signs flashing outside the window, and the cold fog is also stained with the inorganic and mechanical sense unique to artificial light sources under the Tyndall effect. Although Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, day and darkness are two completely different states.

The girl in dinosaur pajamas draped her bedclothes and curled up in a little ball on the sofa.Soft hair flowed from the warm quilt.Gengtian Lisha was holding a cup of warm tea, silently watching everything on TV, everything that was going on.

From the moment I and his voice came out, the arc of the corner of my mouth never went down.

It's really beautiful.

Even if he had a premonition, he had seen it on the sky tree hundreds of meters away.But still love it and want to applaud and praise loudly.

...

The front yard was full of voices and shadows.Holding the long umbrella handle, the young man stood leisurely in a corner wearing a wide-shouldered white robe that fits well but did not suit his temperament, quietly lowered his head and yawned.

The crowd suddenly let out a louder voice, followed and looked around.

The girl in grand and luxurious twelve-piece clothes stepped out slowly, as stunning as a bouquet of bright colored flowers suddenly blooming in a monochrome film.

The outermost layer of the twelve singles is orange, the inner layer is pink, and then light blue, elegant and calm yellow and white, and the patterns are wheels.Chitanda held a fan tied with five-color strings in her catkins.After putting on makeup, she lowered her eyes slightly and quietly walked into the shrine.

The movement of time has thus become extremely slow, and the noisy voices have also faded away.

'I shouldn't have come. '

'No matter what, you shouldn't have come. '

The young man opened his mouth slightly, he had never been motivated, and his drooping eyelids were slowly raised.Passing through the warm breath, stepping over the shattered winter sun, the shadow of the incomparably beautiful queen is reflected in the center of his pupils, and the slightest breeze can shake anyone's mind.

"Because in the grounds of Mizuna Shrine in Kamiyama City, at about 45:[-] am on a spring day, Chitanda—"

The gray creed of youth is being torn down by someone.

Advocated energy conservation and peaceful life are also shaken.

'I can't think of a way to remedy it.All that was left was a mess of bad, bad, very bad thoughts. '

The girl's black hair hung long behind her back, tied into a bunch of golden washi paper, and the overly long shoulder cloth was gently held by the people on both sides.The left and right ministers and the three female officials should also come out.But it quickly blurred in sight.

When he came back to his senses, at some point, the boy had already put a purple-red umbrella on the queen in front of him, and blended into the queue without making a sound.

The parade was very long, and the men in neat costumes followed behind while playing the fife, and the strong men playing the taiko drums were also full of strength.Reporters who arrived early set up their cameras.The lively children ran past happily, and the elderly people crossed their hands, looking nostalgic.

All kinds of people meet at this moment.Growth is actually struggling upwards, making progress in many ways. When you start, you may be cold and lonely. However, after going through twists and turns, the achievement will be a landscape of various forms.

A swaying heart is also swept into the torrent of youth.

...

"Simultaneous actions of so many characters..." Taishi Nishiya felt a little cold behind his back, and couldn't help touching his forearm, "Can it really be done in two nights?"

Tourists watching, reporters taking photos, and a long line of dolls.Three groups of people, people of various ages are intertwined together, and even interact with each other. The personalities of the characters are not stifled, but ever-changing.Clear and vivid like a well-choreographed movie scene, but these are all freehand.

God paints nature, so this performance is someone who has mastered God's paintbrush and released the magic skills by himself.

This is a ghost, no, it is definitely the difficulty of purgatory level.Not to mention the time limit, generally the original artist who received this kind of suicidal storyboard will basically have a butcher's knife to discuss with the supervisor friendly.

Not many people can draw it completely by hand.

"Six hours to be exact." Masaki Kigami said, "The workload varies between four and six, and I do four and six."

Are you two still human?You have to have modeling software installed in your head.

Taishi Nishiya wiped his sweat with all the employees watching the premiere.