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"After all, these lines are things you often imagine in your mind."

At this point, he noticed her cheeks were flushed, and she silently put on her hood. Masamune sighed inwardly.

Psychological problems are difficult to solve and cannot be solved in a short time. For now, we can only try to solve the immediate difficulties.

"What do we need to do so that you can do voice-overs normally, just like you would in private?"

"I can't do it... Everyone around us is watching."

"If no one is watching, can you still do the voice acting normally?"

"No, this line is too embarrassing. I can't read it well as long as there's any eye contact."

"In that case, if we draw the curtains, turn off the lights, and clear the area as much as possible, leaving only the essential staff, how much of our efficiency can we achieve?"

"Hmm... I can give it a try."

"it is good."

Masamune greeted the sound supervisor, then immediately turned off the lights and cleared the area.

Then, he left the recording studio.

A few minutes later, the lights in the room were turned on again. Back in the recording studio, Masamune listened to her dubbing. The effect was indeed much better, but it still didn't meet his requirements.

Furthermore, since the voices of Ichiji Nijika and others are not available, they can only be recorded individually and then synthesized in post-production.

"It seems that this line of thinking is correct, but it is still somewhat lacking."

Nijika gently held Goto Ichiri's hands and said with a smile:

“Little Pochi, I know you’re under a lot of pressure. After all, you’ve had this kind of personality since you were little, and it’s hard to change it overnight.”

"However, we have to take the first step eventually."

"If you feel embarrassed to face us, are you going to do something really embarrassing together after the recording is over?"

Goto Ichiri stared at her blankly for a long time before she came to her senses.

Why does this happen?

Many people are timid and submissive in public, but have an unusually large and exaggerated inner world.

Why do I have to read out the thoughts in my head in such an exaggerated way?

Then again, if I've always been alone, why did I want to form a band? And why did I practice guitar every day for three years straight?

Moreover, if Mr. Masamune hadn't appeared, he would have deliberately chosen a school that was extremely far from home, even if it meant spending several hours on the road every day.

She actually knew the reason very well.

Even though I've been very withdrawn since birth, I actually dream of changing, of laughing and talking with friends, and going to school like a normal person.

But saying and doing are two completely different things. Just being able to stand here and read her lines properly had already exhausted all her courage.

Give me a bag.

Again.

Hongxia sighed helplessly. After that performance at the Tokyo Dome, whenever she encountered difficulties, her first instinct was to put a paper bag over her head to completely cover her face, almost as if she had made it her ultimate weapon.

"A bag isn't a safe haven, really."

However, compared to when we first met, there has been some progress, hasn't there?

"Well, that can only be done."

After the paper bag was put over his head, the test recording started again.

This time, Goto Ichiri's explosive power was exceptionally outstanding, closely matching his character in the anime. However, due to the paper bag, the sound quality was somewhat affected.

“President, I think this is the only way.” Hongxia ran quickly to Masamune. “Pochi has been practicing very hard lately. Even if we push her further, it will be difficult for her to make any more progress.”

Indeed, she actually performed quite well.

For Goto Ichiri's personality, this was a big leap forward.

However, regarding the animation itself, Masamune felt there was still a lot of room for improvement.

However, this was already on the dubbing set, and there was simply no time for her to improve gradually.

Is there any way to get her to completely let go?

"Hmm... If it were me, I wouldn't be shy when I'm focused on doing something."

Thinking of himself in the image of Hongxia, Masamune quickly came up with a solution and pondered for a moment before saying:

"If we give her headphones to wear and let her listen to her favorite songs, will she feel more relaxed?"

"It should be useful, but it's hard to control, right? If the singing is too soft, it's not very effective, and if it's too loud, you won't be able to hear the people around you, and you won't know when to recite which line."

"Let's try it first and see how it goes."

"Alright."

Hongxia took out earphones from a backpack, took the paper bag off Goto Ichiri's head, and put the earphones on her.

"Little Pochi, listen to your favorite song, turn the volume up as much as possible to block out the surrounding noise. Then, try again."

"Ah."

Goto Ichiri responded softly, selected a song to end the band's performance, turned the volume up until it drowned out the surrounding noise, and then put the paper bag back on.

Since she couldn't hear the start sound, based on previous experience, she waited a little while before starting to recite her lines.

At the same time, he imagined the lines of Hongxia and the others in his mind.

By the time they came to their senses, the lines had already been read and the paper bag had been taken away by Hongxia.

"Well done! Little Pochi, your lines this time were really impressive, they had a unique tension."

Masamune nodded slightly; this time it was indeed good.

However, reciting lines by himself like this, even if it's just this one segment, doesn't allow him to coordinate with the others.

"Hongxia, when we start the actual dubbing later, you guys should take the initiative to match Ichiri's rhythm."

"no problem."

Hongxia smiled and made an OK sign.

The moment the recording officially began, everyone seemed to see the end of the four band members' playful daily life.

That's part of the charm of having the person in the voice do the dubbing.

After overcoming the most difficult hurdle, the subsequent recording, while not entirely smooth sailing, was generally free of major setbacks.

Chapter 277 I'm Good with Guns

Among the Musashino anime of the season, "Lonely Rock" was the fastest to be produced due to its fewer episodes and smaller cast.

Even Clannad, which was only half-finished last quarter, has been overtaken in terms of production progress.

Therefore, the promotion of the animation began very early.

To be honest, the promotion actually started as early as last Christmas Eve's carnival.

The animated PV was also completed before that.

But for Musashino and the End Band, formal promotion is only for now.

The venue was packed with people, including family and friends of Goto Ichiri and his friends, classmates from school, but mostly fans of Musashino Animation.

It has to be said that putting a paper bag over the head is a great way to promote the product.

On the stage, the four of them were wearing their respective school uniforms. Kita Ikuyo stood in the middle, while Goto stood to the side and behind, as always, without showing his face.

"Hello everyone, we are the Ending Band."

"Since last year's Christmas party, we have gradually gained some fans online. Although we have not officially debuted yet, quite a few people already know us."

"The animated PV was officially released today. It is a slightly different version from the one shown at last year's Christmas party."

"Perhaps everyone is curious as to why our school uniforms are different from those in the animation PV."

"Let me explain here: Nijika-senpai and Ryo-senpai are both students at Shimokitazawa High School. They are second-year students in the anime, but first-year students in reality."

"In the anime, Ichiri and I are both first-year students at Shuhwa High School, but in reality, we are both junior high school students and will not be able to enter high school for another two months."

"In other words, the animation is about the future, not the past."

"Of course, knowing the future in advance, neither Ichiri nor I plan to enter Shuka High School. Instead, we plan to enter Shimokitazawa, where Nijika-senpai and Ryo-senpai are."

"Therefore, there are some differences in school uniforms."

"However, the school uniforms for female high school students are all sailor uniforms. The styles of uniforms from different schools are actually quite similar, only the colors and styles are slightly different. Please bear with it."

"We haven't debuted yet because although my singing skills have improved, my guitar skills are still not good enough, and playing and singing at the same time is just wishful thinking."

"After I graduate from junior high school, my practice time will definitely increase significantly, and at that time, my guitar skills will definitely improve."

"At that time, we should definitely be able to make our official debut."

"Until then, please be patient."

"Sorry, I accidentally talked too much about personal matters. Now, please listen to our closing song."

"All the songs we sang today will appear in the anime! Please guess which one is the opening theme and which one is the ending theme!"

Soon, Kita Ikuyo's singing, accompanied by the performance of Goto Ichiri and the other two, filled the venue.

Because of her poor guitar skills, Kita Ikuyo's guitar was mostly just for show, only providing harmonies in important parts.

......

Watching the live broadcast on TV, Doma Umaru unconsciously said:

“Grey, get ready. In a little while, within one or two weeks, you’ll be on TV doing something similar.”

"Singing?" Grey turned around and glanced back.

"That's right, after all, you're one of the female protagonists in the anime. In my experience, you usually have to wear the corresponding character's clothes, go on stage to sing, and promote the anime."

At this point, Doma suddenly realized a problem.

The only character I had ever voiced before was myself. I was wearing a school uniform at the time, and I didn't feel embarrassed at all. It felt like I had accidentally wandered into the wrong film set after school.