tokyo voice

Yin Ze was caught between the big men with a blank face, driving the Schrödinger life corridor to pass the time boredly.

It was at this time that he realized that his former self had a foresight and searched for the Dafa of rebirth and making money on the Internet.

Gambling has always been an excellent choice for travelers to earn their first pot of gold.

All he knows is that Germany 18-0 South Korea in 2, and the odds of buying the ball in the second half are more than 350 times.There is also the Champions League Barcelona 2 to 8 Bayern, and also brought an own goal, bought basic necessities.

There is also the handed down classic 14 years World Cup semi-final Brazil 1 to 7 Germany at home.

And of course, mining bitcoins.

The life corridor replays these information into a data matrix at high speed, and Yin Ze's eyes shine brightly.

However, it suddenly occurred to me that the national football team in this plane could qualify for three World Cups, and even beat France from start to finish in away games. This level of distortion and madness can be regarded as an A+ level rumor zone, and this is still a gamble.

With a sigh, I packed up all the information and threw it into the garbage area, then clicked on the film and television area, and found an episode of "Survival in the Wild" to watch.

After 10 minutes, I left the bitter sea and walked to the work place.

It has been nearly two weeks since the last time I participated in the audition for "Forest of Fireflies", and finally the news came that I was selected.Supervisor Keihiro Komori admired the fit between his voice and the monster, and decided to adopt it after consideration.

In this way, this work is covered by Em, after all, it is basically a diagonal play between the male and female protagonists.Presumably Kashiwai Ippei also spent a lot of effort silently in this.

Yin Ze rubbed his hands and slipped into the recording studio to enjoy the heating.

Another actress arrived early and was ready, sitting in a corner of the sofa in a daze.

"Student Sakura, hello." Yin Ze greeted.

"... Oh, um, um, hello." The girl glanced at him and groaned a few times before continuing to remain silent.

What, is this a bad mood?

The man began to think in his heart.

By the way, every time I meet this guy, her attitude seems to be different. Sometimes she is cheerful, sometimes closed, and sometimes quiet. Today, she seems to be taking a restrained and shy route.

As a social person who can understand the atmosphere, he will cooperate if he should.

It's normal, everyone will have the need to be alone and meditate.

The husband who drives home from get off work after a busy day will unconsciously park downstairs for a few minutes and sit in the driver's seat to let himself go.The middle-aged uncle who is running around to earn a living will also go to the riverside to go fishing silently at night, letting the evening wind blow off the fireworks and lead that stick to his body.Even he himself occasionally feels that only the hour before going to bed, the hour of swiping his mobile phone in bed after taking a shower, is really his own.

You and I are all mortals, never idle all day long.

Loneliness is a torment, but sometimes it is also a tranquilizer for restlessness and exhaustion.

The high school course work is very heavy. While ensuring school work, I have to sacrifice my rest time to come here to deal with the producers, and I have to reject friends’ invitations to play and hone my acting skills in private. It must be very distressing.

The studio is quiet, great for recharging and relaxing.

Young Sakura-san, don't worry, I am such a measured existence, I will never disturb your rare tranquility before work starts!

The girl is sitting in the corner, and the boy is sitting by the door. There is a large space in between, and this distance is called emotional intelligence!

Yin Ze was very satisfied, and sat down to continue his brainstorming about Mr. Bei's delicious food and spicy food. Beef is the most inconspicuous thing in this feast. After all, the protein of anything caught is five times that of it.

The world without a third party is silent.

Sakura Mio was pretending to study the lines.

In fact, before I came, my heart was already beating drums.After all, when that guy was still a part-time waiter, he could still come to chat with him as a guest, because she was the one who paid for the meals in a higher status.But conversely, it is a bit difficult to communicate in an equal capacity.

Thinking about it carefully, even though we are colleagues, we have met a lot and even fought a few times, but after all, we are still not very familiar with each other.I don't know if there is a common topic between the two, and most of them are social and verbal exchanges.

Girls are not good at shortening the distance between hearts, otherwise they wouldn't be alone after school.

However, judging from past experience, this guy is a familiar one, so we might as well wait for him to start the topic. In terms of agreeing and answering conversations, the girl who has been outside the group for many years still has some conclusions.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound.

Turning around secretly, only to find that the boy seems to be sitting on the other pole of the earth...

What is this doing?

Is there something weird about me, or does it smell weird?

Sakura Mio was puzzled for a long time, then tentatively moved over there.

Yin Ze clasped his hands and bowed his head indifferently, the old god was staring at the floor without knowing what to say, but in fact he was traveling the world with the man at the top of the food chain.

Of course it’s not just hanging up, it’s still a memory allocation. He blinked and found that the girl was staring at her, so he smiled apologetically and turned his back to show that he would not disturb you, and continued to study the magic of elephant dung in life. .

Turn sideways, turn away, smile politely, and don't say a word.

Sakura Mio's way of refusing was all too familiar.

I have encountered this kind of cold treatment and persuasion in disguise many times in school.At this moment, the beating heart felt cold, and his expression became stiff.

It's about to fail again.

He obviously planned all kinds of excuses in his mind, just wanted to talk smoothly.

Obviously, I feel that if I strike while the iron is hot, I will definitely become friends.

The emptiness and the sense of falling from somewhere spread all over her body, the dim lights of the recording studio seemed to be getting dimmer, the darkness echoed in her ears like a tide, and she was deeply sunk on the sofa in the corner and couldn't extricate herself.

...What went wrong again.

The girl twisted her fingers in panic, and her mouth was squeezed into a thin line.

She looked at the back of the cushion leaning against the door, flashing past the few conversations.

——The sweetness of strawberry cake, the bitterness and warmth of hot coffee.

The heart is beating.

She suddenly clenched her hands, stood up slowly, and walked over.

I really want to change, and I really want to gain friendship.

Do your best with every step.

It doesn't matter if you are ridiculed, or you don't understand the air because you are disgusted.

The line of sight is forced not to deviate.

The little stubbornness that belongs to her is showing off her life.

This time, I didn't wait for any opportunity, didn't create topics, and didn't blend in with everything.

You must state your appeals openly and show goodwill.

I can't do that kind of complicated, interlocking and heart-warming communication, but the courage to go straight to the point... hope has been accumulated for so long.

The girl finally came to her side and looked down at her.

Yin Ze noticed something strange, immediately paused the documentary, and looked up in surprise.

Sakura Mio's fingertips were turning white, she collected herself and spoke clearly and firmly.

"I'm sorry—can I ask you to be my friend?"

The recording studio was silent, and the warm-up engine seemed to have stopped running.

The girl's head became empty instantly after this, and the accumulated courage and hope disappeared with these words.

After half an hour.

"Yes." Yin Ze nodded unexpectedly.

"...Huh?" Sakura Mio was stunned for a moment, blinked her beautiful eyes, and repeated, "Is it okay?"

"Ah."

"No, wait, are you friends? The kind of friends who can talk about hobbies, complain about living conditions, go to and from school together if they are in the same class, pass small notes together in class, and share cakes with blessings on birthdays? " Sakura Mio quickly explained.

"no problem."

"Are you sure? Want to be friends with me?" Sakura Mioyin pointed to herself.

"There's no hesitation about this...or if you're willing to tell me that, I'm rather happy." Yin Ze said.

The girl was silent for a few seconds, then asked again in disbelief.

"Does that mean we're friends now?"

"... If you don't mind, well, yes." Yin Ze said cautiously.

The joy and rosiness that was almost visible to the naked eye quickly spread all over the cheeks that still had baby fat. The girl seemed to have guessed the front and back of the fate coin, she clenched her fists and stomped her feet fiercely, her hair flying.

"You, are you okay? Is there something wrong?" Yin Ze was a little frightened and confused.

Outside the door, the supervisor and manager, who peeped through the glass for a long time, looked at each other, then walked away quietly.

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Yin Ze was awakened again, but this time he was not stabbed while mixing with smoke.

Instead, when the passion went around, he ran into a certain black bald man wearing sunglasses on a narrow road. His 100 million magnetic field rotating fists smashed into the void and smashed his waist into the wall, as if he was dead.

My enemies are mutant monsters who can control gravity with a flip of their fingers, talkative monsters, butt pilots who can go back in time and space, scientists who drive natural forces, hunks wearing mini Gundam exoskeleton armor, and even incarnations artificial intelligence learned.

As for myself, I use outdated darts, don't wear the ribs that samurai used to cut their stomachs and apologize, and a funny sword that can only be pulled out for 6 seconds to go shopping.

Is there any king law?

Yin Ze stared at the ceiling with half-opened eyes in order to regain his senses, and then went into the toilet with his hands on his stomach to start his metabolism.

A good morning begins with holding a magazine and smoking a cigarette.

Use the seasoning pack bought at the convenience store to reheat the cold leftovers left over from last night, and a bowl of fragrant and hot simple chazuke is complete. With a few spoonfuls of Laoganda brand spicy bean paste dipping sauce, it is appetizing and delicious.

Digging out the recorded late-night variety show, watching all kinds of borderlines and large scales in it, especially when the young girl was tricked and made a pitiful exclamation, the man shook his head and sighed with relish.

The morning drama was warm and approachable, the public service announcement at noon was so touching that the eyes were flushed, and the documentary in the evening interpreted the traditional craftsman spirit full of Zen philosophy. As a result, after 12 midnight, all kinds of programs without limits danced wildly. .

During the day, the same station also played the emotional life story of the old grandpa conductor who defied the wind and rain and watched the tram for decades. After more than ten hours, it became the performance of the girl idol Lihua with two ponytails in the dead reservoir and the rain. The wonderful column of animals.

This country is really weird...

It is still difficult for social animals who clock in to work to earn a living, let alone the entertainment industry with a service nature.

Although the circle of seiyuu is not big, it can be regarded as being on the edge.

Alas, life here is stressful and fast-paced, and as a result, they become extreme when they release their emotions.

The man secretly made up his mind that in this cold and ruthless city, he must stick to himself, maintain his dignity, and keep the bottom line of principles.

Yin Ze, Yin Ze, stop looking at these twisted things!You used to be a good man with three sets of guts, gallantry, gallantry, and gallantry!How can you just fall into this low-level sensual taste built on the weak? !

The man's heart changed, and he immediately turned off the late-night recording in a serious manner.And turned to open the harem to welfare animation series.

Paper figurines are beautiful, graceful and charming. They are fictional man-made elves whose bounden duty is to please and comfort the wounded and tired hearts of the audience, let alone harm anyone.

This is the truly harmless spiritual pillar!

Besides, as a voice actor, isn’t it normal to see these things?

Yin Ze lay horizontally on the floor, immersed in the female body with light and thin texture in post-modern pink flat painting style, which is different from the Japanese Ukiyo-e of Western Greek realism and has been inherited to the present.

He frowned slightly, and his expression seemed to be contemplating the rigor of the origin of the universe. If it was a fixed-frame screenshot, it should be named "Research on Acting Skills.JPG".

At first glance, I don't think there is any difference, but when I look closely, I am more amazed, and then I think that I am a person in the industry, an immature, shy, small idea sprouts.

I kind of want to be this kind of male protagonist—to be precise, I want to be the male protagonist of a harem anime!

After watching "Going to Beijing Alone to Work Hard, the Landlord Turns out to be a 17-year-old Female High School Student", he got up to move around.

It was nothing to be shy and tired of making ends meet before, but now that I have some money in my pocket, I suddenly feel a little nothing to do when I am free.

Originally, Takizawa Satoru didn't have many close friends. In addition, his family was broken and his relationship with relatives was also cold.

Not to mention him himself, he has only recently escaped the crisis of sleeping in the bridge hole, and he knows only a handful of people, so he can't go to school to find the bald Mediterranean director and health care teacher Xincun to use the dead house card to fight the landlord.

Bragging on the Internet, looking at ghosts and animals, visiting several social platforms, and specially going to ArtStation to appreciate the tentacle monsters' show off.

Damn it, he suspects that these people are time-travelers. If a student can draw such a blast, there is no reason for it.

Thinking about it carefully, it’s been a long time since I started writing. As the saying goes, hard work is not good for drama, and students should also find their own feelings.In order to encourage himself, he deliberately renamed PS to Steam first, he must deceive himself before he can deceive the world.

Plug in the board and open the blank canvas.

...and I'm done with all my brushes!

Yin Ze sighed and bid farewell to the past, chose a hard side, and groped for fish with his head sullen.