Tokyo Sound

"Brother Kashiwa is frowning again. Oh, you are getting old so fast. It's about seven o'clock. Let's drink first. It's useless to plan more. The presidents have divided up the seats. There is no seat for you. Let's eat chicken wings first."

"Brother Yiping, ignore him!"

"Eh? Nakajima-san, you put your hands behind your back and move them around? What does that mean?"

"Hehehe, Nakajima-kun wanted to go to the bathroom to hide from the alcohol, but the hero cup you ordered was wide, big and concentrated, so of course he didn't want to run away."

"Oh, everyone calls you my dear brother, it turns out you have a fierce man's fire in your heart! You know you are incapable but you still endure the urgency, just because you want to drink a few more sips with me! Come on, fill it up."

"Don't talk nonsense, Nagasaki-san. I, I didn't, I'm not..."

There were people at the table with different ages, but they looked like they were from the same dormitory and were hanging out together.

Nagasaki Yukinu looked at the somewhat drunk young man and couldn't help but tease him, "You always give your agent the opposite of what you say every day. Don't you really want to make a lot of money? Make a splash?"

"I want to, but I don't." The man picked at the chicken with his chopsticks and sighed, "A mansion with a huge house and a bed to sleep on, a thousand acres of fertile land and only three meals a day. It's enough for a person to have enough food and shelter. Some people are so greedy that they make so much money and force others to work hard to make money.

"why?"

"Because others don't make money, he can't make money."

In the distance, there was a more lively and noisy dining table. Over there was a serious cocktail party, with employees all beaming and smiling. When the atmosphere got heated, they imitated comedians in performing shows, putting on all kinds of embarrassing looks. The department heads and section chiefs sat firmly like ancient daimyo, clapping and cheering with a noble attitude. For a moment, everyone was having fun.

The old man felt that the young man was still a long way from being drunk.

In fact, he is quite talented, his vocal cords are tough and resistant to wear and tear, his voice is beautiful, his range is wide, and his plasticity is very high. With the inner strength of the sixth level of social animal, if he works harder, he will definitely be able to leave a name in the industry, and even become not only a performer, but also a sound supervisor or lecturer.

anyway.

I really hope to see him perform at his best.

Just like what I said when we first met.

“If you are lucky enough to meet a character who is as compatible as your own reflection, when the performance, mood and picture merge, a story from another world or dimension will become a reality. That moment is like a miracle, beautiful beyond words.”

Isn’t it here now?

Nagasaki Yukinu closed his eyes and listened attentively to the recorded lines, feeling deeply moved by this excellent performance. The excellent script and storyboard, the highly synchronized characters, the convergence of various processes, the burst of sparks. Finally, it was possible for me to see him.

The sound director savored the moment for a long time before opening his eyes with satisfaction.

Then I just happened to see a guy scratching his armpits without any sense of being a handsome guy, and then bending down to smell his fingers, and finally he couldn't help grinning.

"..."

——This guy is really weird in every sense.

"I think this part is OK. Does the supervisor have any comments?" Nagasaki Yukinu turned his head.

Maybe because it was the first episode, the animation director took it very seriously and came to the set to watch. After all, he is an important figure who controls the entire show, so asking questions is essential.

"The two newcomers are still a little uncomfortable." Takemoto Yasuhiro thought for a moment, "The cooperation is still a little awkward."

"Then communicate?" Nagasaki Yukinu said. Although the voice actors selected are very suitable for their corresponding roles, they are still playing opposite each other, so cooperation between them is very important.

Although someone is a veteran, Miss Taneda is just starting out. This is also her first leading role, so it is understandable that she is a little nervous.

It’s a period of adjustment. Just perform it a few more times and you’ll become familiar with it.

The two supervisors then took the materials to the recording studio, discussed the play, and did some work.

"You all need to keep a calm mind, especially Taneda-kun. Although Chitanda is a traditional girl from a noble family, she is also strong inside and will not be easily shy. You have to pay attention to this." Takemoto Yasuhiro explained.

"Okay, I understand." Risa Taneda nodded.

"Then try it first. You two can string the words together here." Nagasaki Yukinu said.

The protagonist group responded and looked at the opposite side one by one.

"Can you sit closer so you can talk more easily?" Takemoto Yasuhiro couldn't help but say. The two of them occupied two levels of the sofa, leaving five or six empty seats in the middle. The distance between them was too far.

The protagonist combination is close.

"Are you a member of the Classical Literature Club, Oreki-san?" Risa Taneda lowered her head to look at the script.

"Who are you?" Master Yin, who had the ability to visit monuments at a glance, was just pretending to take the script.

"I'm Chitanda, Chitanda Eru."

"I'm sorry, I can't remember at all."

"You are Oreki Houtarou-kun, right? From Class B, Grade 1?"

"I'm in Class A, Grade 1."

"That's not much of an explanation... Class A, have we met in an elective class? Did we take music class together?"

"Yes!"

"I only took that class once. What kind of memory does this require..."

"Why did you avoid looking at each other from beginning to end?" Yasuhiro Takemoto asked puzzledly.

Hearing this, Risa Taneda was forced to raise her head and look at the righteous male protagonist opposite her. Then, as if looking directly at a dark history, she lowered her head in shame, her cheeks slightly red.

"There was a small misunderstanding because of my problem before." Yin Ze scratched his head awkwardly.

"I'm sorry for bringing in emotions outside of work." Risa Taneda patted her face and cheered herself up again. This time her mentality completely changed into the perseverance of a warrior.

Both of them were surprisingly generous and open-minded people. Once they entered the serious mode, they quickly sat closer to each other and began to recite dialogues in a good and emotional manner.

When Yasuhiro Takemoto saw that they gave him the results he wanted in no time, he smiled with satisfaction.

Only Nagasaki Yukinu always felt that he had seen this scene somewhere before.

The sound director's eyes became sharp.

Chapter 27: Hot Coffee Still Shines

Vending machines are definitely a major feature of Japan, famous for their large volume and wide variety of items.

The things on sale range from drinks to fruits to fresh vegetables to batteries to exercise books to rhinoceros beetles. As long as it can be stuffed in and sold, there is everything... There are even variants of it, such as krypton gold machines that randomly receive goods through a lottery system, machines that allow you to participate in crowdfunding by pressing simple buttons, and one-stop machines for drawing lots and interpreting fortunes at shrines. All they emphasize is scientific efficiency and accumulating virtue.

Whether it is a deserted smoke-free road or next to a highway, vending machines are neatly lined up.

I've never seen any staff restocking the machines, but the machines are always full... This is kind of an urban legend, I guess.

Of course, the most important thing is that office workers who often work overtime until late at night can find a midnight snack at any time, which can only be said to be full of humanistic care.

Master Yin was thinking about the vending machine at this time.

Why do I feel like the drinks here change every day? Are they so keen on innovation?

Fortunately, I am quite adventurous, and this bottle of "Pepper Soy Sauce Soda" looks good, so I might as well give it a try.

Insert coins to pay, press buttons to select, and bend down to pick up the goods.

Yin Ze lowered his head and picked at his food for a few times, thinking about something silently. Then he stood up wordlessly, bought another bottle of hot coffee, and took it out together.

The man walked to the rest area and handed the hot coffee to the girl sitting there.

Taneda Risa raised her bright and attractive eyes, seeming a little surprised, but soon she smiled, politely took it with both hands, and said politely, "Thank you for the treat, Oreki-san."

"It doesn't matter. The main reason is that when I bought this bottle of soda, it broke down and got stuck halfway. So I had to buy another can and squeeze it out." The man nodded gracefully.

"…What if the coffee is also stuck?" Risa Taneda's smile froze.

"Then buy another bottle of 'Eel Energy Drink' and give it to the sound supervisor." The man snapped his fingers with ease.

"..."

Yin Ze slowly moved closer and sat down, unscrewed the bottle cap, and raised his head to try the taste of the new world.

The liquid enters the mouth, showing all kinds of human emotions, and the tongue is stimulated to the point of wanting to run away. It is like opening a sauce shop, and salty, sour, and spicy flavors all come out. However, in this chaos, there is also a taste of memories.

Isn't this the enhanced version of Laoshan Holy Water? !

The man is drunk.

Risa Taneda handed over the hot coffee in her hand.

"Thank you. I really want to drink something that humans should drink now." Yin Ze was moved.

"You misunderstood." Taneda Risa blinked, "My fingernails are too short, please help me open them."

This time it was the man's turn to be speechless.

Click.

The pull tab of the hot coffee was thrown into the trash.

Yin Ze looked at the girl, who slightly raised her head, with her hair gathered behind her ears, revealing her fair neck. Her pretty profile was full of youthfulness, and the dress with a petal pattern exuded a summery vibe.

Risa Taneda swallowed the coffee and turned around. The man opposite her took a sip of water and then revealed a hideous and painful expression as if he had borrowed money from a loan shark and lost everything in a poker game.

The two of them held up the bottle and looked at each other. They couldn't explain why, but they both chuckled.

"It seems you still remember me?" Yin Ze asked first.

"People who have received long-term sketching training are good at capturing facial features." Taneda Risa said seriously, "Of course I remember you, passerby judge."

"After all this time, what we were appreciating together was your graduation work. I was so stupid that I pretended to be the original author and said a lot." Yin Ze was helpless, "But how can an art student be a voice actor?"

"I didn't continue taking that path." Risa Taneda said simply.

"That's really a pity. Putting aside her basic skills, her creativity is still brilliant. Maybe she can become an excellent designer or avant-garde painter in the future." Yin Ze said with a little regret.

"Let's not talk about basic skills for now...is my foundation very poor?" Risa Taneda muttered.

"Well," Master Yin snorted, "After all, I am an orthodox disciple of Supaichestyakov, a rebel against the academic school of contour lines and light and shade, and a narrator of objective laws. I also had a chance encounter and opened up my Ren and Du meridians, so naturally I have a firm grasp of the modeling."

"So you're a student of Qi's who has reached the advanced level. That's not surprising." Taneda Risa smiled. "My skills aren't strong enough to put a human skeleton back together in a few minutes. If you criticize me, I'll just have to bear with it. But how come such a traditional person with such profound skills is also a voice actor?"

"Well, this is a long story..." The man hesitated. He couldn't say that he had a ruthless heart towards R18 works, right?

"It seems like everyone has the same complicated reasons."

Risa Taneda paused, holding the hot coffee.

"When I was in primary school, I loved comics. I would play truant in class, doodle on comic strips, and even take pictures and send them to my friends to play coloring games. At that time, I was full of confidence, my grades were good, and I felt that I was special. Now that I think about it, primary school was probably the peak of my life."

"I was also very popular in elementary school and was a team leader." Yin Ze echoed as he recalled the past.

"I studied art in all-girls schools in middle school, high school, and college, but I realized I was just an ordinary person after entering middle school. On the eve of my graduation project, I came to the conclusion that I didn't have the ambition to be a professional artist, and I didn't have the courage to face the storm." Risa Taneda's voice was very light, "...the professional world, that is the Shura battlefield where gods stand."

This is really irrefutable.

Master Yin nodded in acknowledgment, took a sip of his drink out of habit, and then his face twisted again.

"But it's not bad to consider it as a hobby. Some of the beauty of this world can only be discovered after studying aesthetics."

Yin Ze took a deep breath to suppress the stimulation and continued.

"I was not like you who was surrounded by painting in elementary and middle school. I started to paint seriously in high school. I encountered many setbacks and low points and gave up many times, but I never felt any regrets. Painting brings me happiness. Even if I can't make a name for myself, I can still gain a sense of happiness from creation in my old age. Therefore, I never regretted the time I spent practicing."

"This is such a romantic idea." Risa Taneda was surprised at this open-minded attitude.

“Romance is not about how many roses you give or how many sweet words you say.”

Yin Ze sighed, he looked up at the plain ceiling, but he seemed to see the higher blue sky and white clouds.

"Romance is unfettered imagination, the occasional spark of light in ordinary life, and a little sense of ritual that makes oneself happy. It is love and respect, thoughtfulness and kindness. It is a little surprise, persistence in faith, and uncompromising in the face of an ordinary life...Romance is the antonym of numbness, dryness, indifference, dead silence, and despair. There is nothing wrong with being a romantic person."

Risa Taneda looked at him steadily, and the corners of her mouth curled up visibly.

…Is she trying to hold back her laughter?!

"Why do you have that expression as if you realize a joke belatedly?" The audience was so shocked that even Master Yin felt a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, it's just, hahaha - there are really people who would say such things to others in real life." Taneda Risa couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "The scene just now, to be honest, seemed like a scene from a TV drama."

"Haha, that's nothing. There are people who would chant the spell of the Wind Kingdom facing the elevator door." Yin Ze's counterattack was so swift.

This was the third time that Risa Taneda froze today. She pursed her lips and glared at the criminal who revealed the dark history. Then she immediately drooped like a deflated balloon. "…Laugh if you want to. An adult who has graduated from college would do such a childish thing."

"I won't laugh at you. Didn't I just tell you that there's nothing wrong with being a romantic person?" Yin Ze consoled him. "Besides, I was still reciting your lines when we got out of the elevator."

"So, I'm the petty one?" Risa Taneda raised her eyebrows.

"No, no one said that. Right and wrong are in the hearts of the people. In this materialistic society, being a good person depends purely on self-awareness." Yin Ze spread his hands.

"Oh, right." Taneda Risa suddenly remembered something, "Do you owe me something?"

"Really?" Yin Ze frowned, "...Instead, you owe me a can of coffee now."

"Tsk, you're such a fussy person. When I wanted to see your work at the exhibition, you refused with the excuse that you didn't have it on hand, right?" Taneda Risa said, "Now that I think about it, it's impossible. How could a serious artist not have a few pictures saved on his phone? Are you just an expert in theory?"