Tokyo Sound

So I took quick action, including but not limited to asking the girl upstairs, "Do you need house cleaning services?" Asamiya Kazuki politely declined with a gentle voice, "What are you doing? I don't want to cause myself trouble for no reason."

The man was inexplicably sad and angry, and he turned his doubts into strength. He actually degenerated and plunged into the dark side of the workplace. He took the initiative to call Yoshida Tomoki and said bluntly, "Is there any new A-grade stuff? I want to make some money."

"No." The producer's voice said clearly on the phone.

"There isn't any?!" Yin Ze was shocked.

"That's nonsense. The new version has just been completed and everyone has a short holiday." Yoshida Tomoki was speechless.

"It doesn't matter. You are in a high position and have extensive connections. Please ask other factories for me if they have it." Yin Ze said again.

"No." Yoshida Tomoki replied without hesitation.

"Ah? Is this true?" Yin Ze was skeptical.

"Really." Yoshida Tomoki's voice was flat, but he was actually sneering in his heart. What a joke, there was no way he would recommend this thing to his peers. Now that the innocent monster was about to hatch, it wasn't far from reaping the fruits of victory.

"But are you really short of money?" Yoshida Tomoki asked.

"My quality of life has started to decline. For example, I can't buy a large portion of beef rice anymore," Yin Ze said seriously.

"It's not a crisis yet." Yoshida Tomoki nodded. "When I heard you came to me, I almost thought you went bankrupt, got kicked out of your apartment by your landlord, and had to sleep under a bridge. But that's it. If you work a little longer on weekdays and go to one more small studio, you can recover, right?"

Yin Ze responded with an ambiguous tone.

"You didn't think of this path..." Yoshida Tomoki gasped, "You didn't just think about making quick money and never considered working hard on your main business?"

"Haha, I'm working on my own, do I need you to remind me?" Yin Ze laughed, but in fact he was sneering inside. What a joke, working hard, doesn't that mean I have to participate in activities and broadcast more? Do you think the video authors don't have enough material?

But after hanging up the phone, I thought again, with my own character, if I continue like this, I may not be able to fulfill my promise in two months and bring a batch of new educational books to the children. How can I continue to be the children's hero?

Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is the instinct of living things.

Be brave enough to take on challenges and be an unyielding fighter.

Those who hear of desperate situations and happily go there can be called giants of light.

So after hesitating for a long time, the man chose to call the real darkness, the agent.

Finally arrived here, to the hero's tomb.

……

"I'm sorry to trouble you. I want to make it myself." Yin Ze failed to do it himself and turned back with the empty paper cup.

"Please help yourself to some drinks." Minase Qi said expectantly.

"Then I'll order strawberry pudding." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu picked up the menu on the table and pretended to be a customer.

"It's a drink." Minase Qi forced a smile, "I'll be happy if you order a drink."

"Uh, but this menu..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu flipped through the list, hesitating to speak.

"This is just a simple prop." Minase Qi said pitifully.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was silent for a second, then turned the menu over and placed the back of the menu on the table as if nothing had happened. This time he learned his lesson and took the initiative to ask, "So, what are they?"

"The old way is fine." Minase Qi said quickly.

"Let's do it the same as before." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu gradually became proficient and went with the flow.

"Great, we can move on--" Minase Qi celebrated quietly and trotted off to get the drinks.

"Oh, I'll just drink the same as him." Yin Ze waved to the waiter. His calmness and leisure made it seem like he was really going to drink coffee instead of acting on stage.

Master Yin chose to sit at a table with his good friend, picked up the warm cloth on the chair, looked around, and found that there was no place to put it, so he looked to the side. This time, he met eyes with Sakura, who was sitting next to him.

It’s Sakura, a student-like classmate whom I rarely see. It’s strange, I’ve seen her in casual clothes many times, but this is the first time I’ve seen her in a uniform, so it’s quite novel.

Sakura Ayane noticed the gaze, pursed her lips and smiled, waving her hands slightly as if making a small gesture.

Yin Ze also smiled, and understood each other's idea - he immediately stood up and handed over the thin blanket in his hand that he didn't know what to do with.

Sakura Ayane wanted to make it clear that she had no intention of helping to carry the things... but she still took it obediently and spread it on her lap.

Yin Ze finally sat down on the chair, rolled up his sleeves, and waited for the water to come in. However, at this time, he found that his good friend next to him seemed a little nervous. Not only did he sit upright, but his legs were tightly closed, his hands were folded like an aristocrat, and his expression was very reserved, inexplicably very girlish.

The two of them just stared at each other.

The big screen also zoomed in on the still image of the two people. One pursed her lips shyly, while the other frowned in thought. It was like an inappropriate blind date.

at last.

"You, what are you looking at?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"I was wondering why a boy like you needs to cover yourself with a concealed sheet?" Yin Ze was stunned.

The audience was silent at first, then burst into laughter.

"I think it's better to cover it, and there's nowhere else to put it." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu hurriedly took the thin blanket off his thighs.

"You can give it to the female colleague at that table." Yin Ze said helplessly.

"Then I might as well use it myself—" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu muttered to himself.

Amid the boos and laughter of the audience, Sakura Ayane at another table touched the thin blanket on her thighs again and suddenly felt happy again.

After Yin Ze finally handed the small blanket to Hidaka Rina next to him on behalf of his good brother, the joyful laughter from the audience gradually subsided.

At this time, Minase Qi came back with two drinks. As the host of this segment, she sat opposite the only two male guests.

"If possible, please try it first and tell me what you think." Minase Qi placed the coffee over.

"It's a little bitter, but overall it's okay. After all, it's instant coffee. It has nothing to do with craftsmanship. Just pour it with hot water..." Yin Ze licked his lips, savoring the taste.

"It tastes good." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu simply and clearly interrupted someone's comment.

"Let's start the conversation right away. First of all, I've just introduced myselves, and I'd like you to explain your roles in detail. Oh, and this handsome student uniform." Minase Inori started the conversation first.

The two male guests nodded in understanding halfway through listening and spoke in unison.

"Yes, speaking of the character Ikezawa..."

"Yes, this outfit is an emergency outfit but it fits me well..."

The two stopped talking halfway, waiting for the other to speak first, and ended up stalling for four or five seconds without making any progress. In the close-up shot on the big screen, it was as if the two sides were suspended.

The audience sighed in delight again.

"Let's talk about the roles, let's talk about the roles." Yin Ze said quickly. As kind as he was, he decided to fight in the field where his good brother was good at.

"Then you go first." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu nodded without comment.

"Okay, that, uh, the character I voiced, Ooyama-kun, he, to put it simply, is a sports student who goes to Nanzhong..." Yin Ze fell silent as he spoke.

"What's wrong? You don't seem like yourself today." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu sounded a little worried.

Men cannot answer this question on a given occasion.

Because the sentence just now has almost completely described the short life of Ooyama-kun in the animation.

That’s right, although he seemed to be a heavyweight when he performed on stage with these colleagues, in fact, Oyama was just a standard supporting actor! There was nothing at all, so much so that he didn’t even remember it when he introduced himself before!

"He probably played on a children's football team when he was a kid, so he looks strong and enthusiastic. He's also trusted by his classmates. He's good at tiger shooting, and he once defended Xiaokongyi alone..." Yin Ze began to write a script for the character on the spur of the moment.

At this time, as guests and hosts on the same set, if they are quick-witted, they should have noticed someone's difficulties and should offer help.

however.

The teammates sitting on both sides did not make any comments. Minase Inori nodded, but Matsuoka Yoshitsugu remained in standby mode, motionless. In other words, JPG and GIF respectively.

"Okay, next I would like to invite Mr. Matsuoka to present his research results." Yin Ze directly changed the subject.

"Well, first of all, he had some unclear ambiguous relationships with the members of the protagonist group. Although he was just teaching them how to solve problems and acting as a tutor, he was very smart, and he earned various nicknames in the process." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu began.

"Don't look at me, look at the host." Yin Ze said lightly.

"Well, this is an animation that focuses on girls after all, so there are many things that have not been revealed yet. Interested viewers can speculate from the details of everyone's interactions, and maybe they will find some interesting points. The original work will also be sorted out in the future." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu looked around and read it, as if he had already prepared a draft, and said quickly, "So you can also look forward to the second season. I hope everyone will support the animation and the original work."

"Yes, yes, I'll leave the matter of the CD to the audience." Yin Ze echoed bluntly.

"There are mostly women on the set this time, so do you two feel that there is anything difficult to deal with?" Minase Qi asked again with a hum.

"Hiss... Well, this is very." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu took a breath subconsciously, "But it's good. The atmosphere is much better than many film sets I've been to."

"Really? I'm so happy to be heard like that." Minase Qi clapped her hands.

Master Yin just watched coldly.

Most of his other studios are orthodox harem anime, and there are even the most deadly hot-blooded and erotic masterpieces. In comparison, the studio that focuses on cute daily life is of course a bit lighter.

"Well, what about you?"

"As for me, of course I kept quiet, and basically I was competing with him for the best and quietest corner." Yin Ze thought for a while, "I am the kind of energy-saving type who likes to take a short break in the middle of recording to restore my energy. If others don't take the initiative to find me, I won't chat with others."

"Actually, I've heard my friends mention you too," said Minase Qi.

"Really? Who is it?" Yin Ze was stunned.

"It's Saori."

"Hello, senior?!" The man felt a chill on his back.

"No, no, it's the junior, Onishi who is about the same age as me." Minase Qi explained repeatedly.

"Oh, you're Onishi's friend. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yin Ze calmed down and smiled softly and powerfully. "Since you're my junior sister's friend, we're like family. If you have any troubles in the future, you can come to me. I'll do my best."

"Ah, thank you. To be honest, she has told me a little about you." Minase Qi said in a low voice.

"Haha, it must be a particularly exaggerated compliment, right? Don't believe it all. After all, she may be speaking through a filter." Yin Ze waved his hand casually without leaving a cloud.

"That's why I don't dare to talk to you rashly."

"?"

"Okay. I mentioned the uniforms just now. You two have changed into school uniforms today." Minase Inori said in a gradually rising voice, "It looks very suitable. You look young and energetic."

"Yeah, I always feel nostalgic..." said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"This is a rare opportunity, why not let the guests have a good look?" suggested Minase Qi.

"What's so good about this?" Yin Ze was puzzled.

But I didn't expect that there would be a burst of excited cheers and applause from the audience below the stage, expressing their great interest.

Why are these male compatriots the most aggressive in their reactions?

Chapter 109: Different Models in the Same Series

Both Yin Ze and Matsuoka Yoshitsugu almost embarked on the evil path of "2D idols". Although this darkness was temporarily frozen in their resumes, it is undeniable that they once formed a gorgeous and shining boy group like a meteor in a male-oriented game with Shimazaki Nobunaga.

As an idol, the most important thing is to bring smiles to the audience. At this moment, men understand this responsibility to a certain extent.

The student uniforms prepared by the staff are of popular styles. On his way home every day, Yin Ze can see a large group of ordinary male high school students wearing this pure black buckled school uniform. These young men always have bright smiles, full of adolescent vitality and confidence. School uniforms are like a ritual for them, a close-fitting barrier. As long as they are still wearing school uniforms, every year in their lives will have winter and summer vacations, club activities, school trips, and friendships across desks.

At the other extreme are the silent office workers with blank faces, dull eyes, and wholesale-quality suits, squeezed into the corners of the tram.

Many people lament the passing of the short-lived and immature beauty of high school girls, but not many people lament the fact that the passionate hearts of high school boys are no longer hot.

There are all kinds of differences in the world...

The male compatriots in the audience were looking forward to it, just like the judges on a fashion show, solemn and pursuing aesthetics. However, in this academic atmosphere, there were also some female boos.

There is a great view ahead!

There are so many people who want to keep my elder brother's heroic image in their eyes. How greedy they are, Tsuchiya Hiroaki thought to himself.

The two male guests stammered and stood in the center of the stage from behind the table and chairs.

Although Yin Ze is now wearing this ceremonial outfit, he can never find back the soul that would blush due to inferiority when he couldn't solve the math problems on the blackboard in class.

Just like the sunset I looked up at from the window when I stayed in school to rewrite English words, it is no longer the same sunset I see anytime and anywhere now.

However, when Minase Inori said, "Please make a youthful gesture," the man was still infected and moved by the faded and yellowed memory. He raised his arms skillfully and neatly like a veteran, folded them and hung them parallel to his chest, and his waist was straight, like a steel knife. Professional, and impressive without knowing it.

This made Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, who was simply making a popular scissors gesture next to him, even more popular.

"What, what is this posture?" Minase Qi was confused.

"Standing in the corner." Yin Ze spoke clearly and forcefully, "This is my golden memory of school. This posture consists of three parts. The first is to keep your back against the wall, the second is to raise your hands to increase fatigue, and the third is to balance the textbook on your head. I don't have a dictionary at hand now, so I'm sorry I can't show its full power—"

This familiar feeling reminded the audience of the recent hot topic in the gaming area, "Top 10 Masters Killed by Singles", and the feast carnival of someone falling from platinum to gold after ten defeats.

Can other anchors do it?

Minase Qi opened her mouth slightly, not knowing how to respond or connect with the situation for a moment.