Tokyo Sound

"Next, Ms. Taneda Risa."

"exist."

Her response was crisp and full of energy, clear enough to break the heaviness of the corridor, and the way she raised her hand was just like a student on campus.

The waiting auditioners all cast their eyes over.

Her smooth black hair went past her shoulders, some resting on her neck and some falling in front of her chest. She had thin eyebrows and a serious expression. Her slender white calves were under her skirt and her steps were firm.

The figure is elegant yet neat, but what is even more impossible to ignore is the fighting spirit and strength.

……

"Thank you for your hard work. We will inform you of the results later," said Nagasaki Yukinu.

Sakura Ayane put away the papers and wanted to leave the microphone, but seemed to be hesitant to speak. Finally, she asked quietly and politely, "Well, how was my performance?"

"That's fine. However, as judges, we should listen to the performances of all the auditionees before making the final decision. This is to show respect to everyone," Nagasaki Yukinu said soothingly.

"Well, the supervisors have worked hard too."

Sakura Ayane folded the documents and quietly left the recording studio.

Chapter 22 The Wind Rises

"Female characters are harder to select than male characters." The animation director rubbed his eyes. He was still not used to wearing headphones for a long time. The earphones were uncomfortable. "I wanted to finish it today, but judging by the progress, it may be delayed."

"Of course, there are mostly female characters in the work." Nagasaki Yukinu was used to it, "...After all, it's not a work that focuses on male friendship, so it's normal that there are more girls."

"Has the candidate for the leading actress been finalized?"

"Of course there are candidates who meet the requirements, but you should make the final decision. I am only responsible for the audio, and I respect the production company."

“Actually, I’m still a little confused.”

“…What are you talking about? We’ve already reached the stage of selecting voice actors. Could it be that the third episode will be the compilation?” Nagasaki Yukinu was a little surprised.

"No." The animation director scratched his head in a simple manner. "In fact, this project was not launched after everything was ready. To be honest, we hadn't even decided what the character of the protagonist would be at the beginning, and we had only written one-third of the script. Although there is the original work as a reference, it was only after I heard the performance of the male voice actor that I got inspired and established the image of the protagonist--"

This is true, because in front of the animation director is a draft paper with a Japanese character's face scribbled on it. Because he started as a basic artist and has a very deep painting skill, even with few strokes, you can still see the characteristics.

He was a curly-haired, childish boy with slightly frowned brows and a low spirit.

"You, you came to the audition to find inspiration for the basic character design?" Nagasaki Yukinu was a little terrified this time, "Excuse me, can I run away first?!"

"Don't worry, this is just necessary material collection." The animation director said in a deep voice.

"I don't believe you at all!" Nagasaki Yukinu protested.

"Calm down, I've been outsourcing animation for more than ten years in my early years. I have a lot of experience. What kind of deadlines have I not experienced?"

The animation director seemed very calm, with a kind of Buddhist tranquility that one gets when he suddenly realizes something under a bodhi tree.

"I firmly believe that creation requires some coincidences and sparks. The original novel is very interesting, and the light-hearted text contains things that make readers daydream. Since I am the main creator of the image, I naturally have to fully explore and display that fantasy. And this kind of heart may be a realm that cannot be reached by simply repetitive work..."

"But you are sweating." Nagasaki Yukinu was silent for a long time and pointed out a bad phenomenon.

"After working at a desk for a long time, your body will inevitably become weak. This is normal." The animation director didn't notice him and said, "Let's get back to the topic of the female lead."

"There are those who have the skills and ability, but there doesn't seem to be anyone who can give you a flash of inspiration and come up with a character design on the spot." Nagasaki Yukinu looked at another blank piece of manuscript paper and suddenly felt a stomachache.

"I see, that's really troubling." The animation director twirled the pencil in his hand. "Then let's get on with our work! Director Nagasaki!"

"Let me ask you one more question. Why did you want to direct this literary adaptation?" Nagasaki Yukinu pondered.

"Of course I need to explain it." The animation director smiled an innocent smile that showed his big white teeth. "Of course it's because this story is very interesting."

……

"Excuse me." The girl gently pushed the door open, holding the script in her arms, and slowly moved to the microphone. She said softly, "I am Risa Taneda from the Osawa Office. I am auditioning for the role of Sawakiguchi Misaki. Please give me your guidance."

"Well, please feel free to do as you please." Nagasaki Yukinu said familiarly. The old man had a deep voice and, given his age, he sounded very kind and amiable, which invisibly helped many newcomers eliminate a lot of nervousness.

Since it is not an important role and the lines are not many, there is no need for any cumbersome additional instructions and the voice actor can recite them on his own.

Risa Taneda turned her head, cleared her throat and exhaled slightly, then unfolded the script and leaned towards the standing microphone.

The sound that came out was far from her first impression, a lively and strange sound.

"For the publicity team, not having a title is really a headache. The production of the promotional posters has also stalled. I hope we can get the script done this time..."

"When everyone loses trust in each other and becomes more and more suspicious, monsters will appear! Apart from leaving a bunch of couples behind, we can just kill the rest, right?! Well, in the end, the couple defeats the monsters and kisses in the morning sun. How about that? Classic, right? Title? The title is Bloody Beast! How about it?"

"How can you be considered a weirdo if you can't even walk through walls? Otherwise... oh yeah, it's a vengeful spirit! That makes sense!"

As an inconspicuous supporting role that drives the plot forward, it is already impressive to have a name and so many words.

Risa Taneda was well prepared, at least to her ears, and there were no mistakes. After she finished, she quietly waited for the next instruction.

"Thank you for your hard work and good performance..." The old man said encouragingly after thinking for a few seconds.

This is the upper limit of a small role. As long as you can cooperate well with other actors, there is nothing wrong with it.

By the way, this trick of adjusting the output rhythm according to different people is the specialty of a newcomer in IM.

"Ms. Taneda, can I talk to you for a few minutes?" The animation director, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted.

Although Nagasaki Yukinu was a surprise, he is the leader of the production team, and he is a typical person who even participates in the script writing and is a super dedicated and diligent supervisor who personally handles all aspects, so we can only wait and see what happens next.

"Huh? Sure." Risa Taneda was a little surprised when the sound director was interrupted.

"I'm sorry if this may be a bit abrupt. First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Yasuhiro Takemoto, and I'm an employee of Kyoto Animation. I'm also the general supervisor of the animation "Hyouka." The animation supervisor introduced himself.

"Thank you for your hard work." Taneda Risa nodded, "May I ask what's going on?"

"Well, first of all, Ms. Taneda..." Takemoto Yasuhiro said seriously, "You have beautiful hair, black and shiny."

"Uh, thank you very much?" Risa Taneda was confused when she was asked about things other than acting during the audition.

Indeed, under the dim lighting, the female voice actor standing in front of the microphone was very charming, and her demeanor exuded cultivation and courtesy.

but.

"Why are you talking about this?" Nagasaki Yukinu, who was sitting nearby, rested his chin on his hand and gave the supervisor a rather suspicious look.

"I heard your voice just now, could you please use a softer voice?" Takemoto Yasuhiro's expression was serious and his tone was expectant. The pencil dotted rhythmically on the snow-white paper, and an outline had already appeared on the paper. It was long hair.

"This role?" Risa Taneda was a little hesitant and embarrassed for a moment. According to her understanding and the performance of the original text, the role she was auditioning for should not be a gentle person in any way.

"No, for the lines, please use the ones from 'Chitanda Clan'. I have the information here." Takemoto Yasuhiro explained, "I know this is a very sudden request, but thank you for your help."

"Do you mean to change the role of the audition?" Risa Taneda was still a little confused about the situation.

"Yes, could you please try it now?"

"I've read the original text and made some extra preparations, so... it should be fine. I'll try my best." Risa Taneda flipped through the script quickly. She had read it silently many times and remembered which page she was on clearly.

"That's great." Yasuhiro Takemoto nodded vigorously, and the pencil in his hand once again drew a graphite track on the manuscript paper.

The girl exhaled habitually, getting rid of the trembling feeling caused by nervousness.

"Why bother to worry about whether you are special compared to others? Even if it's just one person. As long as there is one person who thinks you are special, I think that's enough."

Completely different from the previous vitality, it was a calmer, more delicate, sensitive and clear voice.

"If you're not angry about anything, you probably won't be able to like anything."

"Indeed, maybe I won't care about it in ten years. But, 'what I feel now may become nothing in the future'... I don't want to think like that now. Because I live in the present."

"That's right, I mean I have to be strong. If I'm weak, I won't even be able to cry... yes, one day I won't even be able to cry. If that happens, I'll be living like a zombie!"

"It really bothers me that I've been given wings only now."

Nagasaki Yukinu leaned back in his chair in silence, feeling somewhat unexpectedly surprised.

I was amazed at the young girl's perfect preparation and attitude. Even though it was a role that had nothing to do with her, she still spent some time to understand it. I was even more amazed at the subtle power contained in her voice that was rarely seen.

Human life is like a rushing river. Without encountering islands and reefs, it is difficult to stir up beautiful waves.

In terms of timbre alone, it is not a rare treasure, but it has a tenacious sense of life. Even in the most delicate breath, there is a trace of the beautiful tenacity of women.

It is imperceptible at first, but when it interprets a person who is in sorrow and loneliness, that quality begins to shine, with great appeal like stars in the pure night.

Even though I have been dealing with voice actors for many years, I actually missed it at the very beginning.

Supervisor Takemoto spoke up on purpose. Could it be that he noticed the child's unique talent?

Nagasaki Yukinsu turned around when he thought of this and found the animation director was waving his pencil with his head slightly lowered. His brows were furrowed and his hair was greasy and messy, but he wrote with no regrets and precision, which was very inconsistent with his image. His other hand pressed the earphone tightly, and he listened attentively, as if he was filtering inspiration from some other dimension.

Stardust passes through your fingers, so you must clench your palms in an instant to catch the most beautiful fish.

The old man didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the supervisor who was in a state of concentration.

The girl paused.

"Even if I succeed in getting into college, I will come back here. No matter what the process is, my destination is here, in this place."

“Please look, Oreki-san. This is my hometown. It’s just water and land. People are getting older and losing their vitality. I don’t think this is the most beautiful place, nor do I think it’s full of possibilities.”

“But, I want to introduce this place to Oreki-san…”

A bicycle, a boy, and a girl on the back seat. A field, a small well, a bamboo fence outside the wall, clear grass and green water, and a stream in the woods.

At that moment, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing, and the temperature was just enough to melt the distance between two hearts.

Nagasaki Yukinu nodded secretly with a smile on his face.

After reading the last sentence, Risa Taneda waited quietly for a few seconds. Not getting any response, she tilted her head quietly and looked at the two supervisors in the workshop through the glass wall.

"Could you please move your cheeks a little?" Takemoto Yasuhiro's gentle and subtle voice came from the speaker.

Risa Taneda quickly realized that that was not what was said to her.

The animation director closed his eyes completely, his pencil hovering over the paper with some hesitation. He bit his lip and murmured again with expectation and courtesy.

"Could you please turn around?"

A few seconds later.

The pencil is like a moth chasing a flame, or a fleeting star in the night sky, drawing the last few strokes quickly and to the point in a freehand manner.

Yasuhiro Takemoto opened his eyes, looked at the pretty face of the girl jumping out of the paper, put down his pen and smiled as if relieved.

Even though Nagasaki Yukinu, who has been in this business for a long time, still has mixed feelings.

It seems that this work will be quite exciting.

In the evening after dinner, the sunlight is slanting, neither too bright nor too dark.

The man stood alone on the top floor of the low-rise building, boredly biting on Little White Rabbit candy and waiting for the result.

The wind blows through the green leaves on the branches, the birds chirp in the ears, the wind whistles in the air. The left ear is filled with the murmur of nature, the right ear is filled with the sound of a whistle, and there is a sense of leisure and tranquility.

"It's a night breeze."

Master Yin shifted his gaze from the mobile phone screen and looked towards the city.

Chapter 23: Justice Execution

"Quality games without any intention or cheating, purifying the competitive environment."

The sound of keyboards and the fierce sound of mouse in the live broadcast room symbolize the walking on the edge of a knife.

"What about locusts resisting the tower, what about teammates coming to seduce, what about invisibility, what about critical hits, what about lifestealing... Shit, why was I killed instantly?! It's okay, I bought back! What about the ultimate skill that turns back time and returns at the speed of light - damn! Void Dagon!"

The Weaver paid a high price to the God of Death to be reborn, and traveled through time and space again to the place where he died in the battle to take over the group battle and harvest. Unexpectedly, he was hit into nothingness by a turbulent flow before he could move, and then three red destructive lightning bolts were launched at the same time, leaving a lot of burnt smell in the air. The little spider who had just come back to life scored twice, and his body twisted into a ball again, spitting green blood, and died with his belly facing up.

The man's extremely high hand speed ultimately resulted in a high-speed second burial, and he let out a wail and scream of collapse.

"The enemy has achieved some success, deploying vision on a large scale to control map resources. Even our flying chickens that went to the wild store to shop were slaughtered. But it doesn't matter. As long as I kill the wild monsters that Brother Xiaoniu helped me stockpile and make the Black King Bar, everything will be fine." The man was worried, muttering to himself, and controlling the hero to walk to the lower half.

"Yin Zhiping (Dragon Knight): Don't go, the ancient monster..."

"Yin Zhiping (Dragon Knight): The opponent has already stolen all the ancient monsters just now."

"Pure Love Exterminator (Crypt Weaver) has left the game"

The man covered his face dejectedly.

Although most locals could not understand this sophisticated game, it did not prevent them from quitting the game at the speed of light after seeing the embarrassment and gaining joy.

"Host, you are losing again in the game, how about winning a game?"

"Could this person be the one who came back from the dead that day, encountered a bug during the banquet, and the hero saved the beauty?"