Tokyo Sound

The seat that had just been vacated was filled again in an instant.

"My request may be a little excessive, but it should be okay, right...?" the new guest asked worriedly.

"Please say."

"It's like this. A cold and aloof god was banished to the mortal world for violating the heavenly rules. He was wounded and heartbroken, but was rescued and taken home by a kind-hearted woodcutter passing by. The god and the human gradually drew closer in the initial misunderstanding and estrangement. Every night, the candlelight would reflect the intertwined bodies of the two..."

"It's a bit difficult." The man frowned, "And it's very empty. Can you give more details?"

"I think free play is better!"

"What mistake did the immortal make to be fired?"

"As a ruthless god of war, he has fallen into mortal desires."

"Mars?"

"Yes, he and Chai Fu are both men."

"???"

……

Sakura Eiji finally wandered to the open-air cafe of the Literature Department.

First, he was stunned by the long queue and couldn't help but walk around it to see what kind of marketing strategy was used to achieve such a great success.

Then he saw someone familiar, saying something very strange, even restrictive.

Sakura Eiji was stunned.

"It's an insult to politeness! It's an insult to politeness!"

a voice shouted.

Not far away, a middle-aged man was jumping up and down in anger, while a man with worrying hair volume was trying hard to stop him.

"Qinghua, come and hold the principal too!" A man with questionable hair volume tried desperately to stop the middle-aged man while asking for help.

However, the female high school student seemed to be greatly shocked and temporarily lost the connection.

Sakura Eiji covered his face, looked around, and tiptoed out of this devilish place.

I need to re-evaluate him.

The old father had a complicated expression.

Chapter 7: You can know a person’s face but not his heart

She fell from a high cliff, her long, smooth hair spread in the wind, like black wings gently fluttering. The girl's face was not filled with fear or terror, but with confusion and a hint of foreboding as she stared at the gray sky. The canary, who had been imprisoned in a cage by her father's domineering love, seemed to be free at this moment, roaming in the sky.

Under the dim cloud light, the girl fell towards the sea of ​​hydrangeas that were faintly glowing.

“Yeji——!”

"Fangtani-san..."

The falling girl and the running boy, their eyes met across a long distance. The boy tried to grab forward, but could only grab nothing.

The cruel reality did not leave them more time.

Deadly gravel and sharp dead tree trunks cut into the girl's soft abdomen, blood splattered in a straight line, and the slender bird fell into the embrace of the sea of ​​flowers while wailing. The blue and purple petals flew, just like the white roses scattered on the coffin by the priest at a funeral.

The boy stood there in a daze, his body stiff. The air mixed with the pleasant fragrance of flowers and the smell of blood kept pricking his sense of smell. The scarlet color gradually spread, dyeing the blue-purple scenery red.

“Yeji…?”

The boy repeated weakly. The tragic reality was close at hand. The huge wound caused heavy bleeding. Through the sticky flesh and blood, even the internal organs could be seen. The vibrant life withered and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the remaining warmth of the body and vivid memories.

At this moment, her time has stopped, and there will no longer be a lively breath of life in her pupils. Anger, sadness, pain, regret, these emotions are like worms gnawing at his heart. The boy felt empty inside, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, opened his eyes but couldn't stop crying. Finally, he slowly collapsed to the ground, clenched his five fingers into fists, desperately hammered the sticky soil on the ground, crying that he couldn't vent.

ended.

The line drawn is called life and death. This distance of just a few steps is the barrier between the human world and the underworld.

"study……"

Tiny raindrops hit the thin leaves of the flower, making a rustling sound, mixed with a slight whisper.

"Tani-san..."

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up in disbelief to confirm that it was not an auditory hallucination. In the dim light and shadow, he saw a petite figure like an exquisite doll crawling, struggling to get up, and staggering towards him.

"Fangtani-san..."

Those calls were filled with endless attachment.

The huge amount of blood loss made her already fair skin even paler, as fragile as white paper. The wound on her abdomen was still bleeding, and her originally clean and tidy school uniform was torn into pieces, with her youthful body faintly visible under the red color that symbolized vitality. The girl kicked off her ladies' leather shoes with exhaustion, and her wet knee-high socks clung to her delicate calves as she staggered over.

"Furiya-san."

The girl finally reached out and grabbed the absent-minded boy, and her cold body fell into his arms. She raised her head with great effort, and the sound finally came out of her throat.

"——We have an agreement. You have to be responsible for me."

The boy was stunned and speechless. He seemed shocked by her resurrection, or he seemed to be so overwhelmed by her heartbeat.

The girl's pupils were indeed no longer lively, but a diffuse red. Against the backdrop of her beautiful black hair, her face was pale to the point of being transparent. She was so scarred, yet so shockingly beautiful.

The drizzle subsided.

The sky is gradually clearing up.

The boy hugged the fragile girl with his backhand.

"it is good."

……

The timeline reaches the end, and the camera stops at the scene of the two hugging each other in front of the sea of ​​flowers.

The lights in the studio were turned on, and it suddenly became very bright. After the recording of the third episode was completed, the sound director announced the happy zero feedback. The two young main actors closed the script first, and expressed their hard work and gratitude to their colleagues and seniors present.

The male lead seems to have developed a bit of pride and arrogance as a big-name artist because of his smooth career path. Not only does he bow at a 45-degree angle, but his tone of voice is also very casual and relaxed. The female lead is the exact opposite. She is upright and upright, just like a top employee at a large bank's head office. Her tone, posture, and polite and respectful smile are all impeccable.

After finishing recording an episode peacefully, Uchida Maaya finally breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but stretch and do some stretching exercises.

"You don't have to be so cautious every time." Yin Ze instinctively glanced at the slightly barren chest of the older junior, and then immediately looked straight at him, "It's not real-time. If you make a mistake, just start over."

"It was a mistake after all. It could have been avoided. Who would want to cause trouble for everyone?" Uchida Maaya shook her head.

"In fact, the requirements put forward to the sound supervisor should be regarded as a reference rather than a regulation. This will increase the probability of unexpected performances. Sticking to the rules may not be a mistake, but it will also be useless. In the performing arts industry, if there is a lack of on-the-spot brilliance, there will always be something missing," said Yin Ze.

"I can't compare to my seniors. This is my first time as a leading actor, and I haven't even established my lower limit. You're explaining to me how to break through the upper limit..." Uchida Maaya snorted.

"Don't underestimate yourself. I think you are talented." Yin Ze paused, "Well, although I am a little clumsy, my hard work can make up for it."

"I've never seen you speak so up and down like this." Uchida Maaya curled her lips slightly, turned around to pack up her things, and chatted with her, bringing up a topic, "But you have also met many people, who do you think has the best talent?"

"Myself." The man said in a deep voice.

"What else?" The girl disagreed.

"Actually, the concept is quite broad, and the criteria for evaluation are vague. Anyway, in our issue, if you see someone gradually becoming famous and rising in popularity, then his quality must be good. If he can continuously take on the leading role, it means that his ability is really strong." Yin Ze rolled up the script, put it in his back pocket, and finished the cleaning work at the speed of light.

"If that's the case, there are only a few people." Uchida Maaya counted on her fingers.

"Have you included yourself?" Yin Ze joked with a smile.

"Do you think I'm you? I'm lucky to have this opportunity. How can I dare to hope to play as the main character for consecutive years?" Uchida Maaya muttered.

"You really lack confidence... I really want that arrogant Shimazaki Nobunaga to give you some confidence."

“I’m not a great person.”

"You can also ask your younger brother for some experience in this regard. I think his arrogance is not inferior to that of Shimazaki Nobuharu." Yin Ze nodded.

"You really hit the nail on the head. He really wants to be a voice actor. He talked to me about it before. He officially signed up at the Japanese Broadcasting Research Institute a few days ago." Uchida Maaya said seriously.

"Sure enough, my vision of people is still good." The man understood and immediately began to analyze, "Xiuma-kun has a good appearance, his voice quality is OK, and his philosophy of life can be learned later. What's more important is that he is young and has countless possibilities. Well, strictly speaking, he is simply a cheap castrated version of me who is friendly to the people. Haha, everyone knows him so well. When he debuts in the future, he can call himself 'Little Takizawa'. If he honestly follows in my footsteps, his achievements will definitely not be too low!"

"It will take at least one or two years for him to come out. I didn't expect that someone would notice him before he even enters the industry. Let me thank you on his behalf." Uchida Masaya laughed.

"Oh, it's my duty, it's my duty." Yin Ze smiled gently. He had never liked the culture of seniority and inferiority in the Japanese and Korean workplaces so much. In two years, he would be a senior in the third year of college, and then Xiong Ma's younger brother would become the younger brother of Xiong Ma's younger brothers. The man had already begun to imagine the good times of using his power to suppress others.

"Let's go have dinner together?" Uchida Maaya hesitated and took the initiative to invite.

"Sure." Yin Ze accepted happily, "What would you like to eat?"

"Oh, from what I heard, are you planning to treat us?" Uchida Maaya breathed softly and raised her eyebrows. "I heard from others that you are always stingy."

"It must be Mr. Nakajima who lost to me at mahjong and secretly spread bad words outside to destroy my reputation. I haven't thanked him properly for the drunken incident last time, but now that I think about it carefully... all I can think of is the scene of little brother Xiongma making trouble." Yin Ze was rarely generous, "Japanese food or buffet? Western food or Chinese food? You choose the place, and I'll pay!"

"That's what you said."

"I said."

The two of them walked out of the recording studio, chatting and laughing, and came to the rest area outside.

The sound director happened to be passing by with a glass of water. The old man, who was getting fatter day by day, saw the young man and immediately smiled, as kind as Maitreya Buddha. "Are you leaving now?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Uchida Maaya replied seriously.

"The work is finished, so of course I'm leaving. The supervisor still has a lot of work to do, thank you for your hard work." Yin Ze waved.

Why does this sound so depressing?

"Forget it, let's go smoke together?" Nagasaki Yukinu took out a cigarette box, and this kind of intimacy made people miss it. It was like the deskmate in middle school who invited you to go to the toilet together, or the roommate in college who invited you to skip classes and play games together.

"No, no." Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand to refuse.

"Okay, then lend me a light. I'm too lazy to go downstairs to buy one." Nagasaki Yukinsu didn't doubt him.

"I don't even smoke, where did the fire come from?" Yin Ze was already experiencing withdrawal symptoms and could barely speak clearly.

"Quit?!" Nagasaki Yukinu was stunned, and was shocked as if he saw Tokugawa Ieyasu take off his clothes and transform into Sanada Yukimura, rushing to the front line and fighting side by side with the soldiers.

"I've been smoking mint flavored cigarettes lately to gradually reduce my dependence on nicotine," Yin Ze said modestly.

The old-fashioned smoker who used to share similar interests with the animation director, sound director and other old men, who would sit at the wine table, pat his chest, and shout loudly, "Menthol cigarettes are worthy of being called cigarettes?!", now said such contradictory and treasonous words.

What kind of change happened?!

Nagasaki Yukinu frowned.

Based on his many years of rich life experience, he concluded that if he wants a man to change his habits, he must go through important events such as getting married, going bankrupt, winning the lottery, being diagnosed with a serious illness, etc. It's not that he doesn't listen to the advice of the elderly, after all, men are always stubborn.

So now.

The old man's eyes shifted and he couldn't help but look at the new female voice actor.

The height difference between the two is very reasonable, and their looks match, the man is confident and calm, and the woman is gentle and reserved. The picture is very harmonious, without any unreasonableness or difference in style.

As a sound supervisor, he is naturally aware of all the situations on the set.

Since the beginning of the recording of this animation, the male and female protagonists have been chatting very well, as if they have known each other for a long time. They did not show any unfamiliarity or awkwardness. They cooperated smoothly and adjusted their acting intensity to take care of each other. More importantly, on this set, the number of times the male protagonist ran to the corner to squint and doze off during breaks has significantly decreased. He paid more attention to the female protagonist's condition and passed on his limited experience to her, which is different from the way he dealt with others on other sets.

It is also rumored that he actively cooperated with the promotion of the anime series and wrote his own promotional copy on his Twitter account.

What is this concept?

I remember when he played the role of Alredo, the face that changed his career and is still shining today. His debut work "Dark Reincarnation Fantasy" did not enjoy such publicity resources.

Could it be.

Nagasaki Yukinu frowned, and his eyes moved left and right faster and faster.

Could it be...

Could it be that this guy said one thing to one person and another to another? In fact, he had not quit smoking at all, but was just trying to please this girl?

I knew that someone who looked like this must be full of little thoughts.

"It's a good thing that your acting skills are improving, but correspondingly, your artistic ethics must also keep up." The sound director said solemnly, "As a person, you still need to be focused and single-minded. By the way, do you know what single-mindedness means? Tell me about it."

"Loyal?" Although Yin Ze felt it was strange, he still gave a detailed and thorough answer, "It doesn't mean that you will always like someone, but that you will be wholeheartedly devoted to that person when you like him or her."

Nagasaki Yukinu had a serious expression.

Good guy.

The first half of this sentence is the essence, and it is simply the controversial terms and broad interpretations in the contract.

"Do you have a lot of things to do? If not, why not come eat with us?" Yin Ze asked.

"...I have a lot of things to do, so I won't go. You guys go." Nagasaki Yukinu slowly shook his head.