Do I really have a thing for female voice actors?

She didn't oversleep; she simply forgot to get off the tram and was forced to ride past five stops, so she had no choice but to take the tram back.

On her feet were white canvas shoes with slightly yellowed edges, which were very clean.

Ignoring the rice ball in her bag, she ran with all her might, as if she wanted to shake the rice ball into a sticky juice.

Upon arriving at her destination, the girl slammed open the office door, panting heavily, and bent over abruptly, her long, black hair flying out from back to front.

"Good morning!"

"Oh... good morning."

Yes! Good morning!

The girl nodded to the staff in the office, like a little penguin kept in an aquarium. Every time a fish was thrown out by the zookeepers from all directions, she would nod and peck at it with all her might.

Although she had taken the train, her good habit of arriving at the office an hour early every day saved her from being late.

Thank you to my mom for waking me up on time every day.

Good morning, Yang Gong Jiang.

"Yes! Good morning... Ah wah wah wah wah!... Good morning, Ms. Sakura!"

Sakura-san is a senior colleague in the same company, and for a new voice actress like the girl who has only recently entered the industry and is even just a prospective employee who hasn't been officially hired yet, she is an unattainable figure.

Therefore, whenever she encounters such a senior colleague in the company, she keeps her head very low until the other person smiles, greets her, and leaves for more than three seconds before she dares to raise her head.

I don't know who said it, but if you encounter a colleague who doesn't greet you, they might post a complaint about you using a fake account.

"Yang Gong-chan, are you alright?"

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Sakura pointed to her bangs, and the girl looked bewildered, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Then I pulled off a light purple hair curler.

"Is this the new fashion trend? Am I really getting old?"

"I'm so sorry! I've made you laugh!" The girl lowered her head again in fear.

"Well, relax, have a chocolate."

Sakura-san chuckled and took a chocolate from her pocket, placing it in the girl's palm.

The girl, still bowing, slightly raised her head and looked at the mint chocolate that had appeared in her palms...

His expression was quite complex.

"I am so grateful!"

Oh, I bit my tongue.

Miss Sakura burst into hearty laughter, swaggered away, her imposing figure swaying in the distance.

How exactly does it take to grow to that size?

The girl stood there for a moment, pondering this question she would never understand, and unconsciously drifted into a daze again.

"Ms. Sakura, your medical report from last week has been delivered."

"Okay, please throw it in the trash can for me."

"Eh~~~~"

After Sakura-san had completely walked away, the girl finally snapped out of her daze, slowly straightened up, looked at the mint chocolate in her hand, and didn't know what to do.

After thinking it over carefully, she put the chocolate in her pocket.

"Miss Yang Gong".

"Yes!"

Hearing her own name, her nerves tensed up again. Although she wanted to make a loud sound, each time she could only make a soft, sweet sound like a kitten licking a can of meat.

"The project team sent us a demo CD of the new song. Please come to this recording studio this afternoon."

"This is probably the final selection. The director, sound director, and scriptwriter will all be present. If I can get their approval, I'll most likely get the role."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you very much. I will do my best."

This is a lead role.

Since her debut, although she has voiced several major roles, she has never had a role that truly belongs to her and that can appear at the top of the voice acting credits.

I recently auditioned for the lead role in an animation, but I'm still waiting for news.

In short, we've done everything we could, and there's no point in dwelling on it anymore.

Her ability to use honorifics fluently is probably one of her few special skills.

My mother said that when you make a mistake, you must sincerely apologize using polite language.

She was a child who planned ahead, knowing that she would definitely mess things up at some point, so before making a mistake, she had to act as if she had made a mistake, being cautious and careful.

Unfortunately, she's a girl who likes to overthink things, and whenever she encounters such situations, she'll try to distract herself with other things.

When you get home in the evening, take a nice bath, crawl into bed and let out a remorseful scream, reflecting on your foolish actions during the day, and drift off to sleep with a sense of regret. It's not too late.

If I keep at it, one day I might become a perfect voice actor who never makes a mistake.

She sat in the lounge, eating a flattened salted egg yolk and seaweed rice ball, swinging her legs contentedly, and thought to herself.

……

……

Standing in front of the microphone in the recording studio, the girl stood with her legs together, her hands holding the lyrics sheet trembling slightly. The monitor headphones hanging around her neck were so heavy that they almost crushed her.

Just as the agent said, the supervisor, sound supervisor, producer, and all sorts of big shots were standing on the other side of the glass.

She stood there all alone, like some kind of experimental subject.

She cast an uneasy glance; the important figure inside was striking her in a strange pose.

Hands covering head?

Her eyes revealed a hint of confusion, and she imitated their actions with some lack of confidence, holding her head and slowly squatting down.

Then she saw the other side of the glass, where people were laughing so hard they were doubled over.

Huh? Did I do something stupid again?

From the speakers connected to the recording studio, the sound supervisor's suppressed laughter could be heard.

"Miss Yang Gong, please put on your headphones."

The girl paused for two seconds before reacting, then quickly stood up, bowed deeply, and apologized profusely: "...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

After putting on the headphones, I couldn't help but touch my cheek with the back of my hand; it was frighteningly hot.

Her ten fingers slowly intertwined and rubbed back and forth. After a few deep breaths, the blush on her face gradually faded.

"It's okay, it's okay."

She whispered this to herself, trying to comfort herself.

The soft, limp expression from before had somehow disappeared, even though her eyes, eyebrows, mouth, and nose were all exactly the same.

Like a marshmallow that has been roasted, with a hard outer shell covering its surface.

She took a slight breath, her gaze becoming even more resolute.

"I am Yang Gongfei from Aoichi Production. I look forward to your guidance today."

59. The first signs appeared.

After the audition, the girl sat alone in the rest area outside the recording studio, drinking mineral water, and staring blankly at the ceiling with her head tilted back.

Her throat was in good condition today. Although she sang off-key at the beginning due to nervousness, she gradually got back into the groove, and the sound supervisor praised her for her good voice.

She still needs to practice her singing skills.

The older woman on the other side of the glass was muttering to herself, calling her "Deng-chan," and the sound was coming from the speaker, which was quite frightening.

"good afternoon."

Once I have some free time, my tendency to overthink resurfaces.

Although I follow the traditional voice acting path, I have also participated in projects that require singing and dancing in the past, so I have some singing background, but not much.

If you are eliminated because you sing off-key, you will not pass the final selection.

She was confident that she would cry until her throat was swollen before going to bed tonight, and she would have to ask her agent for a day off tomorrow. She would then be devastated and unable to get any roles. After her one-year quasi-affiliated contract expired, she would be immediately dismissed by the agency and kicked out of the voice acting world. From then on, she would be living under a bridge with a dirty, chipped porcelain bowl, wrapped in a small quilt...

"Good afternoon, Miss Yang Gong."

Eh?

I've been hearing voices in my ear since just now. Could they be greeting me?

Oh no! If I don't warn them, they'll use an alternate account to post this online!

We'll get attacked!

She considers herself the type who only improves with gentle encouragement, and what she fears most is being criticized.

Yang Gongfeina snapped out of her reverie and, without even realizing who was in front of her, immediately stood up and bowed ninety degrees.

Good afternoon! Thank you for your hard work!

Before I knew it, a petite girl with a bright smile was standing in front of me.

Her bright, luminous eyes revealed a feline liveliness, and she exuded a lovely friendliness. Anyone who saw her pet-like cat face would want to befriend her and try every means to please her.

Yang Gongfeina remembered this girl. She had auditioned several times before, and she could see her on set every time. They had also sung together in the practice room once or twice.

To be honest, in terms of singing ability alone, Yang Gongfei, who is not a professional singer, is simply no match for her.

However, it seems the other side has already secured other roles.

She quickly racked her brains, pulled out a search bar in her little head, and anxiously and clumsily typed on the keyboard.

at last.

"Miss Aoki."