Tokyo Sound

Model guns, imitation silver jewelry of unknown quality, high-end plastic swords, divination-style toys, all of these were stuffed into cardboard boxes and moved to the balcony, intending to dispose of them completely during the day.

The bright moon, emitting a platinum-like glow, was quietly and almost unnoticeably embedded in the dark blue sky, illuminating the buildings and streets with a snow-blue glow, as if they were coated with a layer of mercury.

"Of all the vices of mankind, pride is the worst. It appears in many forms, but is concealed under a very complicated disguise, which is like the veil that covers the moonlight. It is both the moon's brilliance and its shadow. Although it can hide the moon from us, it also causes the moon to reveal itself because of its incomplete hiding..."

The boy stood on the balcony, looking up at the night sky, gazing at the night view, and muttering to himself like a poet.

"From now on, I will let go of the past, become a mature person, and embrace my new future."

This is the only way, no, this is what I have to do!

The boy was enjoying this peaceful moment.

A strong nylon rope hung from the balcony upstairs, so unexpectedly and so strangely.

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Then, the sound of clothes rustling was heard, and calves wearing black over-the-knee socks and a purple puffy skirt above them appeared in the field of vision.

"Uh?"

The boy stared blankly at his legs and feet above his sight. The sight of them kicking awkwardly in the air due to lack of support reminded him of a captured rabbit. He was unable to give any reaction.

Finally, he realized the trouble and decided to go over to help, so he stretched out his hand and held the slender feet in the air. The other party stepped on them tentatively a few times, and the boy's palm immediately felt silky and warm.

The man holding the rope finally stepped onto the balcony.

The whole person's appearance can be seen clearly in the moonlight.

She was a very strange girl, wearing an exquisite dress inspired by the Victorian and Rococo periods. The hem of her skirt was held up by her petticoat, making it look fluffy and bulging, revealing a little bit of her fair thigh that was not covered by her over-the-knee socks. Under the moonlight, the lace edges of her over-the-knee socks looked sacred.

She had a bow on her collar and her hair tied with a ribbon. She looked out of touch with the world, unreal, like a noblewoman leaving a palace banquet.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the white eye patch on the right eye, which looks like it is used for medical care.

"Did you see it?" the girl asked, lowering her head.

"Ah...?" The boy subconsciously stared at the over-the-knee socks, then quickly stepped back and shook his head vigorously, "No, no."

The girl stared at him for a while, said nothing more, and continued to descend with the rope.

The boy watched her walk from the second floor to the ground level, and finally trot away like an elf.

……

Part A, halftime.

"Thank you for your hard work. You performed as steadily as ever." Nagasaki Yukinu stretched lazily in the backstage. The small control room was filled with heating, making people feel very lazy. "Take a break."

Master Yin gave a thumbs-up to the sound monitor through the glass, expressing his feelings through his actions.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

Yin Ze turned around and spoke warmly to the other voice actors present.

This time it was very magical.

Because someone is the most experienced person on the scene, even though there are colleagues like Matsuoka from the same period, but he is also the leading actor, so he cannot escape the identity of the seat leader. He has to take the lead in controlling the atmosphere and at least talk to the newcomers.

In the past, seniors would communicate with each other at this time, while someone would just sit in a corner and watch TV series or listen to music.

"Ms. Uesaka not only has a nice voice, but she's also very beautiful. And she's very stable. Did you really just start your voice acting career last year?" Yin Ze had a warm smile on his face.

“Yeah, um… you too.” The female voice actor with twin ponytails seemed a little strange, but still responded.

"You are dressed very elegantly and fashionably. You are very beautiful." Yin Ze continued to affirm.

"Well, um, please don't say that." The female voice actor forced a smile.

Ah this.

The man was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, maybe my wording was too blunt, but I didn't mean to offend you. I just sincerely think that Miss Uesaka is cute. I don't mean anything else." Yin Ze explained embarrassedly.

“So, don’t call me cute anymore. I’m actually not used to this kind of thing…” the female voice actor whispered.

"Is that so? I'm sorry." Yin Ze was a little confused. It seemed that his words were rejected. Maybe he was a more traditional and reserved person?

Uchida Maaya returned to her seat and continued to concentrate on reading the script. She was still somewhat dissatisfied with her performance.

"Sister, you acted very well." Uchida Yuuma, who played the anonymous role, came up to show his courtesy.

"It would be great if that were the case." Uchida Mare said helplessly without even looking up, "Didn't you see that the sound supervisor corrected me several times?"

"So what? There are so many words after all. You only made a few mistakes, which is already very good." Uchida Yuma praised generously.

"But it's okay for him to play the leading role once." Uchida Maaya added.

"Well, he is a senior after all, with more experience, so it is understandable." Uchida Yuma said reluctantly, like a mosquito humming.

This morning, on the set of "Crybaby Pineapple".

Uchida Yuma watched someone's performance of Durian Senior from a close distance. At that time, he did not take it seriously and even thought that this person was a bit casual and his acting was just a template. But it was just so-so, I could do it too.

But after watching the entire first half of the performance just now, I felt pressure again.

The most impressive thing is the word "casual". It means that if someone needs to make some effort, he will make some effort. It is very mediocre, without the spirit of wolf and the spirit of striving for progress.

He is just like one of those middle-level veterans who only seeks to meet targets in the company without trying to generate more revenue for the group. Occasionally, he is scolded by the team leader, but he just says verbally that he will strive for excellence next time.

Zi Gongxiang only needs three-tenths of strength, so that’s three-tenths.

If the main player wants seven points, then give it seven points. If necessary, step on the accelerator and push it to nine points.

Everything is calculated.

At first I mistook it for laziness.

...But now it seems that this is not something that a strong person can do with a lot of time. And in the final analysis, only a person with extremely high strength can grasp the production requirements so well.

My combat power is only 6,000, while this guy's is at least over 50,000.

Uchida Yuuma frowned.

Saori Ōnishi, who was also watching her senior's performance, was also frowning.

...From another perspective, this is a disguise!

When challengers who are unaware of the truth see this situation, most of them will think that this person is without moral integrity and talent, so they will inevitably look down on him and be careless. When the real fight comes, they will be killed by surprise.

What a scary person! He never leaves any flaws, and even reveals them.

He is so rigorous and has such a deep heart. How dark and profound must be the ambition that drives him to live this way.

"Oh, Ohnishi, don't be nervous. You can lower your expectations when you are a rookie." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to come and comfort his junior. Because she has always looked worried.

"I'm fine, not that nervous..." Saori Ōnishi hesitated.

"What are you thinking about? Did you encounter troubles on the first day?"

"No, I was just thinking about acting."

"Acting skills?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's eyes lit up when he heard that. "What's confusing you? Tell me about it."

"It was Mr. Takizawa's. When he played the leading role, his state was completely different from that in the morning. I felt a real difference," said Saori Ōnishi.

"I see. He was very strong to begin with. When we were competing with each other in tongue twisters, he had a slight advantage." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said happily.

"But senior, aren't you the winner of the Newcomer Award? Aren't you the best?" Saori Ohnishi was puzzled.

"The evaluation of the Newcomer Award is quite diverse. In fact, the award cannot determine anything. In fact, he and I are heading in different directions. He is more concerned about the changes in his voice and is willing to explore the possibilities of his vocal range. He wants to have different faces for each person. I am not that talented and plastic in voice, but I am more inclined to the skills of acting and the carving of emotions, that is, one person, one soul..."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu spoke eloquently.

"Dashi, what you need to do now is to accumulate experience, then slowly look for your strengths and tap into your unique qualities. Not everyone is as talented as him. And a distinctive style can help career development to a certain extent. I think you are quite similar to me in this respect. Why don't you practice according to my method first, and then explore your own direction."

Is this, recruiting?

"Mr. Takizawa won't be angry if he knows this, right?" Ōnishi Saori asked cautiously.

"Angry? How could that be?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu smiled, "I've really only seen him angry a few times. Even if he really is overly critical of you, just come to me and I'll talk to him on your behalf."

What a tender feeling.

Could it be that although Mr. Matsuoka also has ambitions, his path is one of utmost benevolence and kindness?

One is domineering and the other is kingly?

"Then I'll leave it to you, senior." Saori Ōnishi mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

……

Master Yin did not notice the strange thoughts of the newcomers. Seeing that they looked worried, he just thought they were nervous.

Just when the man was about to go talk to other voice actors, he saw the director who was backstage with the sound director waving at him.

This work, which is of strategic significance to Kyoto Animation, was given to Rikiya Ishihara to be in charge.

The man and the two supervisors came to the public rest area outside the recording room.

"Listening to the performance live is a different experience than just watching the animation. I didn't expect you to be so good." Ishihara Riki also praised the main actors.

"His greatest strength is stability..." Nagasaki Yukinu said, "If I must say, his condition is still not as good as when he played Hyouka. Haha, that's right, he's acting in his true colors, that's right, I can understand."

"Is it bad that I play the role of a person suffering from chuunibyou?" Yin Ze said unhappily.

This time, the man used the Corridor of Life to mobilize the memories and emotions of his past study in the back row, trying to find the lion that once resided in his eyes.

'It's not me who's wrong, it's the world.'

"Gentleness? It costs my life."

'If you don't like me, I will stay with you till death.'

So many comments, so many selfies taken in the mirror with bangs covering the eyes, showing world-weariness.

The wound was torn, bleeding, and it hurt, so much.

"It seems that you are very concerned about this and you even come here to watch the recording. Have you finished drawing the storyboard? Why are you running here?" Yin Ze patted the supervisor's shoulder.

"We rarely encounter deadline crises. We have been preparing for a long time this time and have fully utilized all resources. There won't be any unexpected or difficult problems beyond the production." Ishihara Rikiya folded his hands. "How about you dubbing today? What do you think of the performance draft?"

"Compared to Takemoto, Ishihara's style is more subtle. In other words, everything is unified, and he is simple but clever. He is steady, and his rhythm is brisk and clear." Yin Ze expressed his thoughts, "He has similarities with my business style. He is a rare talent."

"Haha, of course." Ishihara Rikiya smiled reservedly, "I didn't expect you to think you and I are the same kind of people. But then again, what is your style?"

"Of course it's a panacea." Yin Ze nodded.

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"But why are you the supervisor?" Yin Ze was curious.

"Of course I am more capable and worthy of this task." Ishihara Riki said solemnly, "Takemoto is smart, but he is more sensitive to the subject matter. This time we plan to do some battle scenes and test other genres in the future. Can Takemoto, who likes to describe young love and warm life, do super intense fights? Kigami-san is not an old fool. Of course, I will give it to someone who has no shortcomings."

"Isn't that just a friend who is good at everything?" Yin Ze praised.

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So is this a compliment or an insult?

It must be a compliment, Nagasaki Yukinu thought conservatively.

"I heard from the girls in the studio that your basic skills are very solid, and you have a unique and profound understanding of the artistic human body structure? Do you often guide them to overcome their shortcomings in this area?" asked Riki Ishihara.

"Unique is too much of an exaggeration. At most, it is a level that rarely relies on references." Yin Ze waved his hand. "This thing actually requires practice to become perfect. Moreover, in most cases, it does not necessarily require realism and accurate perspective. It is enough to be able to deceive the audience's eyes. Art is sometimes about deceiving the visual sense."

"I also heard from Taizhi that you like watching action movies and are a senior fan of Hong Kong movies. Do you have a lot of experience in battle performances?" Ishihara Rikiya asked again.

"Not that great, I just watch a lot and know a little bit." Yin Ze still waved his hand.

"Really? I don't believe it."

Ishihara Rikiya changed the subject.

"How about you try your hand at it? I'm not greedy for the right to speak in the creation process. I always let the members do what they want. I can give you the battle storyboards... Hey, don't thank me right away. After all, such opportunities don't come around often. But besides our working relationship, we're also close friends in person."

"Didn't you say that the construction period was no problem? Why do you still need me? We haven't encountered the situation that Brother Wu Ben faced before." Yin Ze's eyes revealed doubt.

"Brother Takemoto, Brother Takemoto, you keep calling me Brother Takemoto. How can I, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings, not compare to him?!" Ishihara Riki was also indignant. "What he can give you, I can also give you. Otherwise, I don't care if you come to supervise a few episodes!"

“I have a so-called…” The man widened his eyes.

Finally, the fighter who never cared about anything said for the first time that he did care. The world is indeed unpredictable.

"Forget it, no more jokes, let's talk about something real." Ishihara Rikiya regained the calm demeanor of a famous director, "In a few days, the company's internal animation academy will hold a sharing session. This is online, and studios in various locations will watch it. I'll add you to the group first..."

The two then took out their cell phones.