Tokyo Sound

When he thought of this, he supported himself with his hands and stared at the classroom, the candidates, and the teachers.

I just want to record this day, as a cannon fodder and a poor student, counting the seconds and quietly waiting for the moment when my youth will end.

"--start!"

The examiner's voice echoed in the lobby-like examination room, bringing him back to reality. The patrolling teachers also took their positions, and all the examinees lowered their heads to take out their pens. Those who had been overly nervous before now forced themselves to suppress their discomfort, their eyes revealing a fierce look as if they were determined to die.

At this time, Yin Ze blew a breath of warm air into his slightly cold palms.

Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

He said softly in his heart.

I never thought I would have the chance to experience the “end of youth” again.

Schrödinger's life corridor is open, power 200%!

The tip of the boy's pen pierced out, and it flashed in a flash, like a dragon, snake or green lightning.

……

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu rubbed his hands in front of the stove. He had asked for leave from his part-time job this afternoon and evening. After all, it was an important day for Takizawa, and it was a super-level goal like the University of Tokyo. Failure was possible, so as a friend, he must cheer him up.

His family was broken and he even had nowhere to go, but even so, Takizawa did not give up on himself. Instead, he greeted every day with a hearty attitude and worked tirelessly on his homework under the dim light of a desk lamp late at night. He looked as if he had burned everything in his life, like a moth that was about to die in pursuit of a flame, which deeply touched Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

He has already thought about it.

If Takizawa fails, I will chat with him and give him advice. If he succeeds, I will celebrate with him happily.

So he needed at least two sets of arguments, and he had been thinking about them in his mind for a day.

Dong-dong-dong, knock on the door.

came back!

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's face turned serious and he stood up to open the door.

"It's so cold outside." Yin Ze's face was pale. He patted the snow on his shoulders and hurried in to keep warm.

"Hey, today...well, how do you feel today?" When Matsuoka Yoshitsugu saw his friend's pale face, his heart tightened and he asked cautiously.

"Today? What else can it be? It's cold."

"Uh, it's not about this feeling, then, that exam..." said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"Oh, the exam. It's over." Yin Ze said as he took off his windbreaker.

What does it mean to finish the exam?

Is it a dejected and perfunctory remark due to the foreboding of failure, or is it an indifference due to the certainty of victory?

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's brain was working rapidly.

"By the way, let's go out for dinner tonight, let's go to the same skewers restaurant we had last time. Thank you so much for coming over for almost a month. I'll treat you! Don't refuse!" Yin Ze said, turning around.

"Okay...but I bought a lot of ingredients today and packed a few dishes in advance."

"Why are you suddenly so extravagant?" Yin Ze was surprised.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage, took three steps at a time and sat opposite his friend, and asked with all his strength: "Takizawa-kun! Excuse me, but what do you expect the result of today's exam to be?"

"It's OK, it should be pretty good." Yin Ze was frightened by Matsuoka, "What's wrong?"

"That's great news. That's great." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu immediately softened and breathed a sigh of relief. "Congratulations!"

"The results haven't come out yet, and it feels like you're the one taking the exam. You're so worried." Yin Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Let's take a break and go eat some meat and drink some wine."

……

22.

The results of the Tokyo University general entrance examination have been announced.

In the third category of liberal arts, there are 1487 volunteers and 469 recruits.

Freshman Takizawa Satoru scored 825 in the unified center exam and 351 in the secondary test, which translates to a total score of 451.

--qualified.

Volume 2: For the daily rest day

Order by the worst

"Although the enamel has fallen off a bit, there is no tooth splitting, so there is actually no need for any treatment."

Just as he was about to lock the door and prepare to go home to his wife, a couple of clients suddenly came to ask for help. The doctor had no choice but to put on parental care and did an examination.

Yin Ze immediately relaxed when he heard the conclusion. It was the dentist's fault for talking so much about local anesthesia, root canal treatment, and porcelain crown restoration, which sounded very expensive.

"Be careful next time. There are often ignorant children who like to grab toys and put them in their mouths, which can damage their teeth. You... uh, sister? I think your sister's teeth will change quite late. Don't be so naughty in the future." The dentist asked curiously, "But tooth enamel is the hardest material in the human body. What on earth could make it fall off in one bite?"

"Thick-cut sirloin steak." Yin Ze said with a twitch in his eyes as he looked at the girl who was curled up in her seat, covering her cheek with her hands and her eyes were slightly red due to the pain.

"?"

When they came out of the clinic, the sun had already set completely. All the street lights on the road were lit up, forming a long, eye-catching line. The shadows of the two people were stretched and intertwined on the ground.

Yin Ze felt the resentful gazes coming from his side, and even though he had always been thick-skinned, he still felt a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the soft meat would become so hard after being fried and grilled by the chef. Beef, it's amazing, right!" Yin Ze said with a laugh.

"Are you gloating over someone else's misfortune?" Sakura Ayane's eyes pierced through her classmate's eyes like a steel knife, "How could you play such a prank on us the second time we met? You are so rude! The worst!"

"I'm sorry." Yin Ze bowed his head humbly, "I'm a very bad person. I'm really sorry."

"Forget it. How much is the consultation fee?" the girl asked angrily.

"That's what I should have paid in advance. No need to make up for it." Yin Ze politely refused.

"No need? How come we have a good relationship?" Sakura Ayane snorted coldly and retorted.

"Okay, the total is 1862 yen." Yin Ze stretched out his hand.

"Do you really want it?!" The girl widened her eyes in shock at the speed at which the man's facial expressions changed.

"Of course it's nothing. This is equivalent to my hourly wage for two hours of work." Yin Ze said confidently.

Sakura Ayane immediately took out three bills angrily and slapped them into the boy's hand, then asked coldly, "I'll return them to you, but now I want compensation for mental damages!"

Yin Ze pursed his lips and handed the bill back to him with both hands sincerely, "I hope this little money can comfort your wounded heart."

"Hey, this is my money!"

"But this is the medical fee you paid me back."

"No! I want your money!" the girl jumped up and down.

Yin Ze had no choice but to search his trouser pocket, and finally took out three old banknotes of the same denomination, which seemed to have been through thousands of owners and had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and were wrinkled like tree bark. He handed them over reluctantly.

Sakura Ayane looked at the banknotes that seemed to be still stained with vegetable oil. She felt very uncomfortable and the depression in her chest was about to overflow. In the end, she chose to snatch back her original brand new and smooth coins.

Yin Ze shook his head slightly when he saw this. Even if he had the same amount of money, he would choose something better looking and fresher. Alas, women.

"It's getting late, and you should go home. Let me see if I can get a taxi. Of course I'll pay for the fare." Yin Ze looked at the intersection.

"No, it's not over yet--" Sakura Ayane said through gritted teeth.

"Ah? But I've already apologized, accompanied you to see the doctor, and not only paid for the medical expenses, but also compensated for the mental damage." Yin Ze felt aggrieved.

It was indeed as he said, but no matter how she thought about it, she still felt that she was at a disadvantage. However, the girl couldn't come up with any solution for the time being and could only stare at the guy panting.

"Okay, hit me to vent your anger." Yin Ze had no choice but to open his arms calmly, seemingly asking for a hug but actually leaving a wide open door, "Punch me on the chest, shoulders and butt, I'm your punching bag!"

The young girl, who was only in the first year of high school, took a few deep breaths, and finally forced herself not to be so stubborn and to be more tolerant, then she turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Yin Ze asked as he caught up with her.

"Go home!" Sakura Ayane said loudly.

"Oh."

Waited for more than ten seconds.

"Hey, why are you standing there instead of walking?" Yin Ze looked at her and asked.

"Wait for the bus!" Sakura Ayane clenched her hands.

The two of them fell into an awkward silence at the corner of the street under the streetlight. Yin Ze felt a little guilty as he looked at the little girl whose head barely reached his shoulders.

"I'm sorry to have made your day so unpleasant."

"It doesn't matter. I shouldn't have expected anything today." The girl curled her lips. "And compared to others, at least you really followed me and apologized all the way, instead of just saying a few words on the phone... Thank you for waiting for the bus with me at the last orientation party."

"I'm waiting with you now too." Yin Ze scratched his head.

"Don't be so proud, I want to thank you because my father told me to do so!"

"With such family education, he is really an excellent father."

"Hmph, of course."

"But what's most commendable is that you can keep your parents' advice in mind and put it into practice. I'm sure you will become a better adult in the future!"

Yin Ze laughed and subconsciously climbed up the pole, and then he was kicked in the calf. The force was as light as a feather, and it was probably because of his excellent family tradition that he restrained himself at the last moment.

……

One to two months after the New Year, apart from visiting relatives and visiting shrines to pray, I had a lot of free time. I stayed at home all day and gained a lot of weight. My mother also told me to go out more often and hang out with classmates and friends, and not stay at home all the time.

But where do such friends come from?

But she couldn't explain the embarrassing incident that had been forgotten by everyone last time, as it would only cause trouble for others, so she had to pretend to go out for fun, but in fact she was just wandering around alone.

If I occasionally come across a movie I like in the cinema, I will buy a ticket and spend the entire afternoon watching it. When I get home and are asked about it, I will make up some happy stories about non-existent friends and funny things that have never happened to my parents.

Even she herself felt that such days were really miserable.

Lazy Cat, the only person who could chat for a few words, also disappeared from that intersection. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he hadn't had such a quarrel and made a fool of himself with others in many years, let alone kicking someone in anger.

Sakura Ayane walked alone through the commercial street and subconsciously glanced at the restaurant where the lazy cat had been. I don't know when the style of this restaurant has changed. Several delicate waiters with bangs over their eyebrows and heavy makeup are trying to attract customers at the door. The store sign has been replaced with pure purple and rose red tones, giving people a very strange feeling...

The phone dinged, but the caller was quite unexpected.

"I'm Kashiwai Ippei, Sakura-chan, are you having a happy New Year?" the agent's familiar voice sounded.

"Yeah, very pleasant." The girl muttered softly.

"Haha, really? Actually, I have found a very good job opportunity for you. It's still vacation time anyway, so why not give it a try?" the agent persuaded.

"sure."

Sakura Ayane accepted it, thinking that it was much better than wandering around alone.

Chapter 1: Career Elites Join the Army

"Jet-Dark Reincarnation Fantasy", an animation adapted from a light novel, has a solid original reputation and a considerable fan base. There are also wealthy old men like Soni in the production committee, so it was destined from the beginning of the project that this would never be a common product.

It is said that the author of the original novel was once a professional host in the board game industry. He has a unique imagination and is excellent at writing plots. This book can also be regarded as a masterpiece in the field of data flow and other worlds.

As a dedicated voice actor, of course you should buy a book first and read it all night, carefully thinking about the details and getting close to the core of the character.

As a professional voice actor who knows how to adapt, Yin Ze plans to use a more efficient and low-cost method - freeloading.

The first five volumes of this book are available in paid digital form online, but Knight Bros. died before he could even get past the second chapter of the first volume, not even touching the edge of the paid content. He was the first man to die with a name.

Even so, I still had to take it seriously. For example, in order to ensure smooth recording, I wore a cotton warm shirt that would not easily cause noise due to friction. In order to lip-sync, I memorized all the lines from the first episode, and then opened the Corridor of Life and made them into subtitles and placed them next to my field of vision.

At around 8:27 am, Yin Ze was squeezed to the edge of the train window, his hot face pressed against the icy window, optimistically admiring the cold and gray city scenery outside the carriage in March.

In fact, he didn't mind the crowding, but it was a bit inappropriate for all of them to be so close to each other in such a small space. His hand was now stuck between the buttocks of the two fat guys, unable to move, feeling the burning body temperature, and the three of them looked at each other in silence.

Hateful! I really want to go to the women's carriage! Being pushed, oppressed, and drowned! The three people's eyes revealed their ambitions.

After being pushed out of the station by the surging crowd, he wiped the sweat off his face and breathed in fresh air.

It's really strange. Tokyo is such a small place, where do all the people come from? They are all like the heroes in the Warring States Period, thinking about going to Kyoto. Now that you all are here, how can we develop our hometown which lacks people?

Lamenting the Heisei athletes' flattery and greed, Yin Ze walked to the recording studio.

After receiving the admission letter from the University of Tokyo, the dean was so happy that he felt like he had finally cured his hair loss, and the principal gave him a large sum of money as promised. With this money, he was finally able to rent a house and eat rice bowls, which perfectly solved his urgent problem.

The next step is to work steadily and save money.

Wait, I have no intention of starting a family, and it seems that no one here is going to urge me to get married. In other words, I don’t have to buy a house or a car, and I don’t have to pay a down payment and then repay a loan for 20 years?!