Tokyo Sound

That's how it feels.

It turned out to be the case.

Dreams are such incredible things. You can easily have them when you are a few years old, but it becomes very difficult to continue to have dreams when you grow up. When you are a child, you just need to work hard, but when you grow up, you will think rationally and tell yourself that you can't climb over such a mountain, and such a life is not something that ordinary people can try.

As time passed silently and the little guy in the mirror became sloppy, I finally felt at ease.

At the company's workstation late at night, in the car driving to a classmate's wedding hundreds of kilometers away, on the lonely third night of vigil at a loved one's funeral, in a rented house looking at the house price list with a distressed expression so severe that one can dip the meal in soy sauce and bitter gourd.

On every such day, a man will feel lucky.

Before I was 20, I had a romantic life without any reservations. If I were myself later, it would be difficult to ignite that kind of passion again.

Fortunately, I had my blood boiling once. How many times can I have such romance in my life?

How much naivety, how much immaturity, in the end, all turned into a relieved smile with the words "So that's how it is", leaving only blessings for oneself and others.

Yin Ze felt his eyes a little sore, so he put down the fork in his hand, did not taste the exquisite food, but just took another sip of wine.

He avoided the girl's current sight and deliberately greeted the people nearby, saying gently, "Little brother over there, you seem to have been looking at us and hesitating. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Huh? Yes, yes, sorry. Sorry to bother you."

A young man who was still childish was suddenly called. He did not hesitate and walked over immediately.

"Well, I'm a freshman at Tokyo University of the Arts, and I'm good at drawing portraits. I've got permission from the store manager, and if any customers are willing, I can draw illustrations for them as souvenirs. You two seem to have a good relationship, so can I draw for you on the spot...? I only need 2000 yen."

Is it a form of street painting? In this high-end French restaurant, it is indeed a ritual that adds color.

"I'm happy to patronize your business, but I have a small request." Yin Ze thought for a moment, "Can you lend me your tools?"

"Uh, well, of course." The student was a little confused, but still handed over his tools.

"Thank you." Yin Ze took the board and the paper cut to the appropriate size.

It's 150g of Barbizon.

Barbizon is named after a French painting school. The paper is yellower in color, suitable for expressing light and atmosphere, and also uses willow charcoal strips.

Yin Ze looked at Risa Taneda deeply. When she was about to say something, the man had already lowered his head.

Schrödinger's Corridor of Life is jokingly called the tax refund of fate, and this is not just a simple joke.

As a result, he possessed unparalleled eyesight, memory and calculation ability. To put it in an analogy, others were using hand-cranked computers from the 19s to record and understand nature, but he was at the photon level, so the efficiency was immediately apparent.

This is talent.

You are destined to become a person above the clouds, a talent that will be engraved as a shining star in history.

There are perhaps two to three thousand surviving masterpieces of traditional classical art.

Combining those precious treasures is the ultimate achievement of humankind in pure painting skills. During the Renaissance, painters explored the application of anatomy, perspective, optics, and space science in painting. Although such realistic skills that took generations and centuries to reach their peak were surpassed overnight by scientifically manufactured cameras, it is still the most precious legacy left to us by our predecessors.

And the man has already accepted all these inheritances.

In the past, this was something that could only be envisioned, something that could not be seen even with bloodshot eyes, it was just a wishful dream, but now it has come true.

Yin Ze's thumb wiped the paper. The touch was familiar and unfamiliar, as if it were a different world.

The freshman standing behind him and watching the process was frozen, and he forgot to breathe. From the second minute when this strange guest started painting, his whole back was cold and he couldn't stop sweating.

Students used to copy Bernini's sculptures. What a work of art it was, chiseling marble to life, carving the stone into flesh and blood, and giving it a soul. That was the end of the art, bringing a road to an end, forcing those who came after to go no further.

now.

now--

The student now feels that his heart is skipping a beat.

Only about seven or eight minutes passed.

Yin Ze sighed in a very low voice and slowly turned the drawing board towards the girl.

Risa Taneda remained silent during this time, staring at the portrait on the drawing paper, her pupils gradually widening as if they were lit up. For a moment, she felt as if she was looking in a mirror, the image on the paper should be alive, with light in her pupils, which were only black, white and gray, but miraculously made people feel the color of "blush".

It was an "incomplete" one.

There are no shoulders and only half of the face. The pale yellow paper is filled with black mist and darkness, and the girl's face is hidden in it. The blurred face is not wonderful enough and cannot be called perfect. However... the eyes in the dimness, with only a slight glimmer of light, are so beautiful that it takes one's breath away.

There was silence for a moment.

It was just a matter of wiping the charcoal with fingers. Even a child could do that. The man just rubbed out a set of facial features in the dark. The student was at a loss. He felt that he was lucky to see an extraordinary person. Not much ink and not much time was spent, but he created a god-like texture. Even some of the most powerful professors in the academy did not have such ease.

The painting is silent but captivating.

It seems that you can see things that don't exist and hear things that don't exist.

This is painting.

The magic of sealing emotions, impressions, sounds and memories on thin paper, the picture is still as death, yet vivid. It has life, but sleeps forever without words. After being washed by time, it is finally ground yellow and gray in the sand of time, and disappears quietly, without noise or sadness.

Drown out the light.

The smile on the paper was subtle and serious.

Risa Taneda's heart was pounding. She actually felt "envy" for a painting.

The water of the Sumida River flowed tirelessly into Tokyo Bay. The girl looked at the paper under the light, the other self, and the man's fingers stained black by charcoal. She couldn't help but take a few deep breaths to calm her somewhat rapid heart.

Risa Taneda saw further, and remembered the little girl who was obsessed with the fantasy world and whose clothes were stained by paint, and remembered her former self.

Yin Ze paid 2000 yen to the college student, who bowed respectfully and trotted away.

"What a disgusting guy! Even after all this, he still shows me something like this..."

After a while, the girl spoke softly.

"Doesn't this mean I should give up even more completely?"

"For you." Yin Ze handed over the painting.

Risa Taneda took it and looked at it for a long time. For a moment, she didn't know how to take it back. Although the paper was tough, it was still soft after all. If she just held it, she was afraid of scratching it. If she folded it in half, she was afraid of ruining the picture.

"In the last ten years, I wanted to be an artist. But in the next ten years, I want to be a voice actor." The girl was silent for a long time before she looked up with shining eyes. "I will definitely not fall behind you on this road."

"I know, and I believe you." Yin Ze rubbed his eyes and said with a smile, "The main course is coming. I specially ordered a heavily spiced red meat dish. It will definitely fill you up."

The empty goblet was refilled with red wine.

Dinner has just begun.

A different song was playing in the restaurant, a melancholy, affectionate and enjoyable song.

My life is brilliant

My love is pure

I saw an angel

Of that I'm sure

……

You're beautiful

You're beautiful

You're beautiful, it's true

I saw your face in a crowded place

[Note: From the song "You're Beautiful" sung by James Blunt]

Chapter 43 The organization has decided

"Adventurer, what are you fighting for?"

"Then I would like to ask, do you think that Eorzea exists in reality?"

"A coexistence painted with hypocrisy. A city built with deception. A false god created with lies."

"Why can't the Ultimate Divine Weapon win? Is it because its power has not been fully released yet?"

"How can a mere adventurer possess such powerful strength?"

"Why is this... Ugh!" [Note: From the lines of Gaius van Baesa, one of the bosses in the final battle of the main dungeon Skyward Castle in Final Fantasy 14]

The battle of the Sky Curtain Magic City is drawing to a close after the high-power magic barrier was broken and the Southern Fort of the Empire was penetrated. Although the resistance of the Imperial Army was very tenacious and the Ultimate Divine Weapon was successfully activated, it was still defeated by the Warrior of Light, and the ambition and conspiracy were all disintegrated into ashes.

...Well, due to the need to complete daily tasks, I was forced to crush it again.

"Why can't I skip the cutscenes in this instance?" Master Yin was wearing headphones, puzzled. At this moment, his screen was showing a scene of unity among the players using bonds and the power of light. The powerful Green Pig Knight was standing in the center, exuding the aura of a victim, which was very distracting. "Every game takes half an hour. How can we stand this? Could it be that some despicable producer wants to use this to waste the players' game time?"

"What are you talking about? This is the end of 2.0, an important plot. We did this to ensure the experience of new players [Note: In fact, the process of this dungeon has been simplified a lot in version 6.0, but the experience of the first reward every day has also been reduced]. Relatively speaking, the reward for completing the game is also very high." Yoshida Tomoki said lightly in the voice.

"It's still a bit unbearable to watch it every day. Fortunately, I have found a loophole. I only need to log into the game again to skip the lengthy BOSS lectures... Don't look for me to match the team system in the future. I'm going to the recruitment board to recruit efficiency parties." Yin Ze said.

"But the daily main quests enter the dungeon randomly. What if you enter the next-door Southern Fort?" asked Tomoki Yoshida.

"Then I will take responsibility and retreat!"

"The first player to run away will be severely punished by being unable to play the game for 30 minutes."

"Risks and benefits always coexist. Without the awareness of losing, how can you be worthy of becoming a trend-setter of the times?" Yin Ze said disdainfully.

"Very good. From now on, you will be the driver when our friends and relatives from the Third Development Division come to accompany us on daily trips." Tomoki Yoshida praised.

"Oh? If I unfortunately enter the wrong copy, I will take the sin and punishment and be forced to quit. Can you please be so kind as to help me remove it in the background?" Yin Ze asked.

"A real man knows what to do and what not to do. We want to set an example for the players and will never use backdoors," said Tomoki Yoshida righteously.

"We share the good times, and I bear the bad times?" Yin Ze said indignantly, "Aren't you bullying an honest man?"

"You're wearing a green pig suit, and you still blame others for treating you as an honest person?" Yoshida Tomoki was surprised, "I thought you just liked this!"

"How do you know the meaning of green pig set and honest man?" Yin Ze was also surprised.

"There are players from various countries in the international server. Some of them saw through your dark and inferior heart and shared the symbolic meaning in the forum. Forgive me, I didn't know you had suffered such a heartache before..."

"How ridiculous! My real faction is Thunder Bluff. This is just an unconventional move. Send me the links to those posts immediately. I want to go and carry out 'Pure Love Extinction'!"

"Just go to the homepage. Let's talk about some serious topics first. The 3.0 expansion will be launched soon, and there will definitely be an offline promotional meeting. You are not only the CV of the protagonist, but also a high-level player of the version. It is reasonable for you to accompany me to the scene to interact with fans and participate in activities." Yoshida Tomoki said thoughtfully, "Then we can hold a small concert and draw prizes. Everyone will have fun together. Isn't it wonderful?"

"Have you told my agent about this?" Yin Ze raised his eyebrows.

"No, it won't be that troublesome for us to connect with each other." Yoshida Tomoki smiled, "Besides, I don't think you will refuse."

"Hehe, I wonder how Yoshida-san can be so confident?" The man drank a sip of water slowly.

"Because I invited not only you as the CV, but also you as the fire-fighting original artist, which means you can get double the salary." The producer said firmly.

"We are estranged now. Talking about money hurts our feelings. I remember that time, I was still unknown, and you were busy restarting the project. It can be said that we met at a humble time." The man put down the enamel pot filled with boiled water and said emotionally, "Now that we are about to take a new step, how can I regret not being there?"

"Very good, very good. In the past I have always felt the power of the demon king Poxun on the radio, and this time I can enjoy it live." Yoshida Tomoki said with satisfaction.

"This is the press conference for the first expansion pack. I advise the producer to be careful with his words and actions, but do good things and don't bring disputes into reality because of some frictions in the game." Master Yin frowned.

"Of course, the big part is the information release and other important matters. You just come here to add some color and earn money. Chat with everyone during the talk session, share your dubbing and work experiences, and at most experience the new version of the levels on site. I will also join in the trial play." Tomoki Yoshida said comfortingly.

"Speaking of which, Yoshida-san seems to be addicted to pile driving and practicing cycles recently?"

"It's just to test the values ​​​​personally and feel the quality of the patch."

"Alas, you practiced these on wooden people. They are dead techniques and will not work."

"It's useful. One day I will implement a punishment mechanism. When the boss points out a tank, if the spell output is not strong enough, the tank will be thrown into the sky and exploded into fireworks."

"How terrifying! Fortunately, all my professions are at max level. When I play this dungeon, I will switch to a black magician and let brother Zujian Zhengqing be the tank. Let's see how beautiful the fireworks are." Master Yin agreed.

"How dare you! I will nerf your main profession!" the producer was furious.

"Okay, it's almost seven o'clock and the news is about to start. I'll log off first." Yin Ze looked at the time and wondered whether he should go find Xiangyue-chan upstairs for a meal today.