Tokyo Sound

"Tauren Chieftain: No."

Yin Ze thought about it and lowered his head to type on his phone again.

"Tauren Chief: If you want to go, you can. We can paint there and demonstrate to the children at the same time."

Another bedroom in Tokyo.

Risa Taneda, who was preparing for the audition in her room, couldn't help but show some surprise on her gentle face when she saw the address sent by the other party.

Chapter 156: Sub-contribution to the Heroic Reserve

Without waiting for the alarm clock she set last night to wake her up, Risa Taneda got up early. As soon as the sky outside the window was slightly bright, she had already prepared breakfast.

"Are you going out today?" My mother, who looked sleepy, heard the noise from the kitchen and came over to ask.

"Yeah, I made an appointment to go out." Taneda Risa was eating and added, "I'm going out to sketch."

"Really?" Mom looked at the backpack full of tools leaning against the entrance and smiled. "You're quite enthusiastic. Is the place you're going to far? How long will it take you to come back?"

"No, my friend drove me back in the evening."

"Please drive safely on the road."

After I cleared the dishes and got dressed, I looked at the time and it was only eight o'clock. It was just right if I was going to school or work, but it was a little too early if I had an appointment.

In fact, the time they agreed to meet was ten o'clock.

There is still so much time left... The girl wanted to do some more preparations, but everything was ready last night, and she also confirmed the children's gifts. After thinking about it, she finally looked at her face in the mirror and stroked her hair. She didn't stay up late these days, so her skin was in good condition.

The girl, who was not used to serious makeup, spent a lot of effort on it.

After all, that person doesn't look like the type who likes gaudy and heavy makeup.

After choosing her clothes and putting on her coat and socks, she placed her bags next to the shoe cabinet. However, Risa Taneda, who was already fully armed, stared at the clock, sitting on the sofa and watching the morning news, looking a little dazed.

"Did you get up too early?" Mom leaned against the kitchen, watched for a while, and couldn't help breaking the silence.

"Seems to be."

"Are you stupid?" Mom complained.

"Seems to be."

"You are so serious. Is it some meaningful day or special event?" Mom asked again.

"No, no, it's just a simple trip out." Risa Taneda said quickly.

"Since you're not in a hurry, why not go to the supermarket and buy some ingredients? That way I don't have to go out in the morning." Mom yawned.

The girl glanced at the time again.

Based on long-term experience, the real owner is probably still sleeping soundly.

So Taneda Risa went to run some errands for her mother. After she came back, she picked up her things and set off with great energy.

Walking on the street after waking up, the girl passed by shops with glass doors and windows, and occasionally stopped to look at her own reflection in the glass.

Although as an art student, I had to do design exercises all the time and read fashion magazines for reference, but I didn't pay much attention to my clothes. I even felt that going to malls was tiring and shopping was troublesome, so I just wanted to be lazy and wear the old-fashioned clothes that my mother had picked up.

Naturally, my agent complained about me - "Don't always dress so poorly."

However, Risa Taneda still doesn't care much, after all, the voice actor only appears with his voice, and he won't appear in person. Just like most comedians are actually taciturn in private, art students are not necessarily very fashionable.

I have always had this carefree attitude and even wore a cotton jacket and slippers to go to the classroom in the winter during college.

But today, for some reason, I always pay attention to some superficial things.

Thoughts like “Does this look good?” and “This soft feeling must be cute too?” would not go away.

It's a rare opportunity to use the energy that I used to design characters' images on myself.

After turning her excitement and complaints into strength and kicking a small stone on the side of the road, the girl walked at a leisurely pace straight to the agreed destination.

The first thing I saw was a stable white car. Someone was leaning against the car door, wearing a worn-out jacket and durable jeans. Apart from that, the most important thing about the whole look was probably that he had washed his hair. This is a practical proof that high-end artists do not necessarily have to be avant-garde and fashionable in life.

It's really convenient.

Risa Taneda hummed softly.

The man was concentrating on playing Casino Royale on his phone and didn't seem to notice the girl's arrival.

Risa Taneda looked at the time first.

nine thirty.

It was half an hour earlier than the agreed time, and he might have arrived even earlier.

Compared with the work style of arriving on time regularly, this initiative is simply unbelievable to the sound supervisors.

Risa Taneda rubbed her cheeks, walked over with a smile as warm as spring breeze, and waved hello.

"You're here really early."

Well, that's good, it's a very normal tone.

The man shook his shoulders upon hearing the voice, raised his head, and the strands of hair on his forehead moved slightly, revealing his bright eyes, so bright that even through the flowers and the wind, the girl seemed to be able to see her own reflection in his pupils. The clear sense of youth was like the crystal dew that had condensed on the green leaves all night in the early morning, so refreshing.

But before he could say another word, the morning dew shattered.

"Oh, good morning!"

The man responded with full energy, then quickly lowered his head, shifting his attention between the game and reality, and spoke in a tight voice.

"I'll finish this one soon, soon!"

"..."

Taneda Risa's smile froze a little. She felt that all those thoughts she had before were unnecessary. It was really a fool's own fault!

Fortunately, the man had superb skills and quickly killed the enemy. When he raised his head again, he still saw the perfect time and beautiful seasons.

Yin Ze was like a waiter in front of a star-rated hotel, jogging enthusiastically, helping the girl take over the large and small bags, putting them all in the back parking space, and said amiably, "Although we agreed to come at 10 o'clock, we all came earlier tacitly. As the saying goes, minds are connected, and good deeds should be done early."

"I just got up a little early by accident." Taneda Risa looked at this guy and asked, "When did you arrive?"

"It should be around nine o'clock. There's nothing to do anyway, so I'll go there and wait for you." Yin Ze said.

"No matter how many big film sets there are, you always enter on time with a smile on your face. How can a small figure like me be so lucky to receive such attention?" Risa Taneda said in a deliberately raised voice.

"Hey, what's the difference between seniority and status in this matter?" Yin Zehaojie smiled, "Besides, I arrived earlier and can still sit in the car and wait, but you have to stand there. It is reasonable for me to wait."

"Tsk tsk, you are indeed a popular voice actor who has been trending on Twitter recently. After the motorcycle, you now have a car. You really know how to enjoy life." Taneda Risa looked at the white car and asked half jokingly and half curiously, "You got your driver's license so quickly?"

"Ah, what are you talking about? That motorcycle is a prize for being a radio broadcaster, and everyone knows that. This Santana is also rented." Yin Ze waved his hand and explained, "As for the driver's license, of course it's not difficult for me. I can easily get it by following the procedures and taking the test."

"You're a newbie on the road. Can I trust your driving ability?" Risa Taneda asked, raising her arms.

"Haha, don't worry, I have more confidence in my steering skills than in my current job."

Yin Ze said calmly. Because if you really count, his driving experience is longer than his voice acting experience. The driving school instructor even said that he was very talented and could understand things at once, and praised him for being a top student of the University of Tokyo and a pillar of human science.

"Come to think of it, you are the first friend in the world, other than the driving school staff, to ride in my car."

"So I won the first place." Risa Taneda nodded solemnly.

"Then shall we set off now?" Yin Ze asked for advice.

"Let's march forward." Risa Taneda said seriously.

"The journey is long, and there are snacks and drinks in the car. It's okay if you feel a little sleepy after getting up early. I'll drive, so it won't be bumpy." Master Yin said as he very gentlemanly opened the car door for the girl. His service was really thoughtful.

The Santana, which had been specially cleaned, was ready and slowly entered the main road of the city, then drove all the way to the suburbs.

The driver, who had just obtained his license, did not seem like a newcomer at all. He was very skilled in operating the gear shift dial, and his acceleration and deceleration were very smooth, and the passengers did not feel any discomfort.

"How is it? Is it close to the level of a professional executive driver?" Master Yin was showing off his driving skills for the first time, and inevitably wanted to gain recognition.

"I feel like it's still a little bit off." Taneda Risa said truthfully, "My brother's company driver once drove me to middle school."

"It is I who am reckless..." Master Yin lost the first battle and restrained his fiery temperament.

"But how did you want to take the exam? I remember it was quite troublesome, right? You have so many things to do in your daily life." asked Risa Taneda.

"Matsuoka has always been a car fan and of course he wanted to be a driver. He always imagined a wonderful life of self-driving tours with relatives and friends in the future, but he always felt that he didn't have time. He kept putting it off until later when he realized that this was not going to work, so he had to drag me along, just like going to the gym alone would lack motivation and he had to find a supervisor." Yin Ze said.

"The relationship is really good."

"It's natural."

"So you finished the exam together?" asked Risa Taneda.

"He failed the exam." Yin Ze answered mercilessly.

"?"

"But it doesn't matter. He has found Shimazaki Nobunaga to work with, so I think he will be able to become a pilot soon." Yin Ze gave his best wishes.

“——But a self-driving trip does sound interesting.” Risa Taneda clapped her hands lightly.

"But compared to reaching the destination, I prefer the feeling of being on the road," Yin Ze agreed.

"What a coincidence, me too." Risa Taneda raised her eyebrows.

"Really?" Yin Ze was surprised. The most troublesome thing about traveling a long distance is changing buses, especially for long distances. You will get numb from riding in public transportation. Otherwise, there is no such thing as "traveling and traveling".

"Travel is not as beautiful as it seems. It is only beautiful after you return from all the heat and humiliation, forget the torture you have endured, and recall the incredible scenery you have seen. The greatest significance of travel is that it can extend a person's lifeline. The scenery and dust along the way, crossing the plains with the wind, passing by the hills, and occasionally singing loudly, this is an experience that is rare in a steel city."

Risa Taneda said.

"The road is a longing with no return, and the longing is the end of the road. If there is no longing, the road is just lost. And this longing is not necessarily the destination, it can also be a simple desire to 'set off'."

There is music playing in the car now. The roads in Japan are relatively narrow and the car speed is often not fast, but even so, there is a feeling of being liberated from the unchanging congested society.

The man also recalled the days when he traveled far away with his friends in the past, when his peers sang "The Sea Is So Big, the Sky Is So Big" in the carriage, which was very free and unrestrained. The girl probably also wanted to express the meaning of walking on the distant horizon leading to the sunrise and sunset.

In the car stereo was a music CD specially selected by a man. A singer was narrating a spring love story in a rhythmic and leisurely manner.

Risa Taneda naturally didn't understand the lyrics, but she kept the beat with her fingers. She looked at the scenery along the way. The sunlight sprinkled on her profile like floral patterns, her skin was healthy and rosy, and her pupils were shining. The low houses beside the road were quiet, with an old man reading a newspaper and a cute yellow dog squatting and waiting.

These are all very good.

just.

Master Yin couldn't help but look at the car stereo.

'Where you stand~there are tears between us~?The street scene keeps receding~your collapse is fragmented outside the window~?oh I am heading north~leaving the season with you~?'

It seems that the BGM is not very appropriate.

"You've been listening to Chinese songs. What's this song about?" Risa Taneda tilted her head slightly, perhaps because she thought the melody was pretty good, so she asked.

"It's about the story of a car god." Yin Ze said slowly in a deep voice.

"?"

……

The suburbs of Tokyo have gradually lost their bustling lights and replaced them with nature and tranquility.

Santana slowed down and entered a vacant lot. The man found that there was a beautiful Ferrari parked there. Its fiery red paint and graceful streamlined shape did not fit in with the surrounding vans and pickup trucks.

It is indeed quite novel to see such luxury cars parked near the maintenance facilities.

"Sir, please take care."

"Teacher, you don't need to send me off."

A gentleman with an extraordinary appearance and a noble temperament nodded politely, turned and walked out of the maintenance facility, and went straight to the flaming Ferrari.

Just at this moment, a white Santana drove past.

The man subconsciously glanced through the black glass and saw a blurry shadow in the driver's seat.

A moment of trance.

A scene flashed before his eyes - in the miserable wind and rain, the black Santana pierced into the gap like a sharp knife, cold and deadly. The roar of the engine was like the chewing sound of a beast. The man on the seat had a contemptuous arc on his lips, as if mocking the red loser. As the taillights disappeared behind the rain curtain, the loser buried his head on the steering wheel and cried miserably.

The man froze, his face pale, and he dared not move or look back at the cheap car. He was afraid of meeting his fate again.

That shadow, that divine horse that brings destruction and curse like the night.

It was extremely difficult, almost forced, and I gritted my teeth and turned my head slightly.

The man saw a young boy and a young girl get out of the car and take things from the back seat and trunk.

"What gifts did you bring?" the boy asked.