Tokyo Sound

Seeing that the other party had sat down, Sakura Eiji did not hesitate. He secretly lifted the corner of his pajamas, turned on the mobile phone hidden on his thigh, logged into the paid APP, and directly adjusted the difficulty to over 8 stars.

Let me try the power of an external brain!

The black and white pieces fell alternately.

Eh? Yin Ze frowned. His uncle's chess skills have improved a lot. In this way, as long as he makes a small flaw, he can lose the game. He doesn't have to paint the whole board as quickly as before to give away the fruits of victory.

After a dozen rounds.

"Haha, uncle is very knowledgeable about chess, and his moves are extremely accurate and clear. I admire him very much. It's me who lost." Yin Ze successfully completed the defeat.

Sakura Eiji was not very happy after winning. He just glanced at his phone suspiciously. Is this app so powerful? It beat the junior student so badly? He gave up so quickly?

For some reason, even though his evil plan succeeded, he felt no sense of accomplishment at all.

Impossible, how could such a brave junior be defeated by a paid software worth only a few thousand yen? He must be in bad shape.

"Come again, you must beat me this time, otherwise you are not allowed to leave." Sakura Eiji said in a deep voice.

Yin Ze didn't expect his uncle's personal pursuit to be so high that he had to achieve a defeat. No wonder he could achieve such a great career, be the president, and slack off at home on weekdays. He could only open the corridor of life and start the external brain!

A quick win without a doubt.

"That's right, that's right..." Sakura Eiji was very happy, but fell silent the next second. He suddenly realized the contradiction in his mood. He had set up a trick, but he was angry that the other party lost to the trick.

What's happening here.

Could it be that I was being PUA? How could there be such a reversed relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law!

Yin Ze noticed that his uncle's expression changed from gloomy to bright, and he could only think that these bosses were really hard to serve.

"It's almost time for dinner. Your Aunt Edamori and her friends went shopping and will probably be back soon. Let's eat first before leaving." Sakura Eiji calmed himself down and said as he packed up the chess pieces.

"Uncle loves his family too much."

"Haha, spending money on a beloved woman will bring a higher level of beauty that transcends material reality and simple desires."

I see. This is probably why people feel happy when they spend money to draw beautiful paper dolls.

"Do I have to spend money on women?" Yin Ze joked, "Recently, people often ask me why I haven't bought a car yet."

"I'm very happy that you can say this to me. It means you don't treat me as an outsider." Sakura Eiji nodded slowly. "Well, as an excellent man, you really need a mount of your own. Motorcycles are only suitable for single-person travel. How about this, if you are interested in any model on the market, bring it to me. I can think of a way to pay the down payment."

"It's just a joke. I don't deserve such a generous gift." Yin Ze waved his hand.

"Oh, it's not serious. By the way, who is asking you this question? It can't be a female colleague, right?" Sakura Eiji smiled.

“No, it’s the agent.”

"Oh, that's good." Sakura Eiji nodded, "Then junior, go and help me wash the rice and cook the tofu."

"?" Yin Ze didn't understand why the topic was changed for a moment.

They looked at each other.

"Junior, I've asked you to help me cook for 5 seconds, but you're still deliberately delaying. It seems that you think the technical requirements of washing rice are too low and you don't want to help. Well, then just make the tofu into a ready-made dish." Sakura Eiji sighed.

"So this is the core reason why my uncle wanted me to stay." Yin Ze finally understood, "There are many people who call me to eat, but you are the first one who urges me to cook."

"Please help me, junior. This was arranged by Edamori. You don't want me to embarrass myself in front of my wife and daughter, right?" Sakura Eiji's eyes suddenly sparkled with tears. He appealed to his emotions and explained the situation to him.

"Oh, never mind." Master Yin sighed in response to the middle-aged man's coquettish and cute behavior, then he got up and walked into the kitchen.

It’s just that my little sister saves me, and I save the world.

The man took out a block of cold tofu from the refrigerator and cut it into cubes of moderate size. The cuts were clean and smooth, ensuring the taste. All the chopped tofu fell into the pot that had been filled with water. The tofu cubes shaking in the water were almost the same size at a glance, and the cut surface was smooth without any rough cuts or cracks.

50 grams of beef is finely chopped into minced meat and put into the pot. The aroma of meat is spread out after the oil splashes. Add various ingredients and rice wine, and drain the tofu and put it into the pot.

Chicken powder enhances the flavor, and water starch is used to thicken the dish.

After the starch is gelatinized, it is plated.

The hot, fragrant tofu, which has turned orange, is put into the plate along with the spicy juice and finally sprinkled with pepper powder and chopped green onions.

The glistening paste-like soup steams up from the gaps between the tofu cubes. Sichuan pepper powder and chopped green onion, one red and one green, are used as a powder and one dot to decorate the center of the dish, pushing the color closer to red, but the green onion neutralizes it, not making it too hot. The pungent aroma of Sichuan pepper also rises in the heat.

"What's your evaluation?" Yin Zezhi asked proudly.

"Is it too spicy? Is it too hot?" Sakura Eiji asked pickily.

"Do you want it?"

"If this tastes good, I will definitely pretend that I made it myself." Sakura Eiji said as he covered the tofu with a heat-insulating lid and shouted, "Okay, go watch TV, I'll take care of this."

The so-called "leave it to uncle" was just the man in animal pajamas washing rice repeatedly and drinking some wine idly. Until he heard the sound of the door turning and opening, he quickly opened the lid of the tofu, then raised the pot and spatula to pretend that he had just poured out the dish.

"Oh, we have guests at home today." Sakura Edamori saw someone as soon as he came in. His eyes immediately curved, he smiled, and started chatting about family matters.

While answering the question, Yin Ze peeked into the kitchen and saw the man in animal pajamas holding a pot and a spatula in both hands, his hands were sore, but he was still waiting for the opportunity.

"Wow, it smells so good! Uncle's signature dish is ready." Yin Ze couldn't help but exclaimed in an exaggerated and forced manner.

"Huh?" Sakura Edamori turned around.

The man in animal pajamas received the assist, and slowly used a spatula to symbolically flip the pot twice, then filled the pot with water to eliminate all traces, and finally brought out the steaming hot mapo tofu.

"The rice is almost cooked, and I have fulfilled my promise to complete a dish independently." Sakura Eiji took off his apron nonchalantly.

"You did this?" Sakura Edamori couldn't believe it.

"It's me, your husband!" Sakura Eiji straightened his chest and raised his head.

Sakura Edamori looked at it for a long time with half belief and half doubt. She thought that there was no one else here, and the outstanding young man was a temporary person, so the elders should not force the younger generation to help cook.

After thinking about this, Sakura Edamori showed a satisfied and bright smile. She touched her husband's head and smoothed his hair, "Good, good, good, I'll reward you with a kiss."

"Oh, there are outsiders here." Sakura Eiji said shyly.

"Then forget it."

"?"

In the end, the man in animal pajamas was kissed on the side of his cheek by his wife.

"Okay, it's my turn to cook. You should go and have a rest." Sakura Edamori put on an apron.

Sakura Eiji returned to the sofa happily.

They looked at each other.

"You've cooperated very well. I'll credit you for this. What I said before is still true. Go and pick the car you like. I'll pay the down payment." Sakura Eiji waved his hand.

"No, no, no."

"It's about time to buy it. When the time comes, you can be the driver and take us out for a ride. The mother and daughter can play by themselves, and we two can go fishing together, and explore poetry and dreams in the camp under the starry sky. How loving and harmonious we will be." Sakura Eiji said, imagining his retirement time.

At this moment, my uncle actually exuded a sense of "fatherhood", this was the first time I felt this!

The door swung open again, and this time it was Sakura Ayane who came back. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her old father holding someone's hand and talking affectionately, while the latter leaned back slightly tactically.

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Chapter 222 Only one person was injured

"What are you looking at?" Yin Ze asked. He occupied the bedroom computer and was playing bridge online, making big cards, and patiently waiting for an 80,000 card. He wanted to give his beloved uncle a surprise.

"Audition script." Sakura Ayane raised the information in her hand. She had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the bed because her bedroom computer was occupied.

The middle-aged man successfully saved face in front of his wife and daughter with a plate of mapo tofu. It's not that he was too proud, at most he was really hallucinating and thought he really made it. He even enthusiastically asked someone to have a bite and give some comments. After eating, he naturally washed the dishes and pots, and then did what he needed to do.

Sakura Edamori was watching a TV series. Sakura Eiji disdained to watch those dramas starring young handsome guys. He was going to find the real handsome guy right in front of him to continue discussing his wonderful retirement life, but Sakura Ayane took him away.

I never thought that before I had white hair, before my unborn grandchild called me grandpa, I had already felt the pain of being a lonely old man.

Sakura Eiji had no choice but to pick up the cockatiel, not even bothering to change into his animal pajamas, and went out to walk the bird.

"Let me see it, too?" Yin Ze lost all the points in his uncle's account with one hand, but he didn't feel frustrated at all. Doing big things is either a big success or a big failure, which is normal, and you will win back sooner or later.

Notes have been taken on the paper notebook. The girl's handwriting cannot be said to be beautiful, but it is definitely not ugly. It is neat and tidy and full of femininity, which is usually called delicate.

"Kousei Arima was a genius who received strict training from his mother and won various piano competitions. When he was 11 years old, his mother died and he could no longer hear the sound of the piano, so he gave up playing. In the third year of junior high school, Kousei met a violinist in the same grade as him, Kaori Miyazono, through the introduction of his childhood sweetheart. He was attracted by Kaori's free and unrestrained playing style during a competition. Since then, Kousei's daily life has begun to change. "

"I have the impression that works that incorporate musical elements like this don't seem to have bad quality." Yin Ze quickly read through it and roughly understood the core information.

"Why?" Sakura Ayane asked.

"I don't know. I haven't studied it." Yin Ze didn't understand either.

Just like there are various music variety shows, but not many art variety shows. Other contestants can sing several times in a show, and the rankings are evaluated, and everyone can participate. But here a bunch of people hold photos in their left hands and pens in their right hands, sitting for two hours to draw busts, and the audience going to the toilet is more interesting than watching the paintings.

The timeline of the struggle of art is bound to be extended, and one or two pictures cannot explain the problem. No matter how thrilling the confrontation is, if it is dragged out to the unit of years, it will become less dangerous. So even if you lag behind the times, have been eliminated, and have been beheaded, you will not realize it quickly...

"Who are you trying?" Yin Ze asked again.

"Of course it's the heroine." said Sakura Ayane.

"This is a very heavy position, especially the responsibility she bears. Her existence is equivalent to being a savior in the lives of others. There is a deep emotion involved."

“Have you had similar experiences?”

"When you can't hold on any longer, an ideal partner suddenly breaks into your life, lends a helping hand, and gives you tenderness. This is a fairy tale that everyone has imagined." Yin Ze folded his hands, "... but unfortunately, every time I fell into a trough, I climbed out of it alone. The fairy tale has never happened."

Just like what often appears in special effects movies.

Only novices will be confused and have to find a reason to fight.

The weathered warrior has long abandoned hesitation and luck.

"…It really is like a fairy tale." Sakura Ayane agreed in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"To me, who was not motivated at the beginning, your appearance was like a fairy tale unfolding. Look, we have grown so much in just a few short years." Sakura Ayane said firmly, patting someone on the back.

"Oh, no wonder you are so confident, it turns out you are an experienced person." Yin Ze pretended to be surprised.

"Hmph, that's the fact." Sakura Ayane was quite complacent.

"Then should you repay me?" Yin Ze talked about the reality.

"Then what do you need?" Sakura Ayane corrected her attitude.

"I made the Mapo Tofu." Yin Ze suddenly said seriously.

"?"

Half an hour passed.

After dinner, Sakura Eiji, who was walking his bird, went home. He found that the Yamaha R6 parked outside was gone. Thinking that his junior had no plans to stay overnight, he rode back early.

The middle-aged man didn't bring his key, so he knocked on the door.

For a moment, there was no response.

"Open the door quickly, I am your good husband and loving father, Aying~"

The middle-aged man looked at the parrot in his hand and felt something was wrong. But he continued to knock on the door optimistically and even took the time to play a game of cards on his phone.

Wait a moment.

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he let out a scream.

……

Let's not talk about those family matters for now. Ayane Sakura rushed to the audition a few days later. Although she debuted in 09, she didn't devote herself to her work due to her age and school preparations. Her output can only be said to be average, and therefore she has a misconception of being a beginner. Similar occasions always make her feel familiar with the tension.

However, I have overcome the test of university entrance exams, so I am nervous but also full of confidence!

After secretly cheering herself up, the girl stood in front of the microphone in the familiar recording studio.

"I'm the voice actor of I'm Enterprise, Sakura Ayane. I'm auditioning for the role of Miyazono Kaoru. Please give me your guidance."

The tone of self-introduction is calm and powerful.

'The road ahead may be dark forever, but we must keep going forward, because even the faintest starlight will light the way for us.'

This sentence.

No, the story of this entire work is to convey this encouragement to others, especially those who are trapped in a dead end maze, and whose steps have been stopped by talent, bad luck, fatigue, or powerlessness.

That guy said that he was in a low point and had never been guided by the starlight, but at the same time he became the starlight for others.

Doesn't this make it even more impossible for people to just stand by and watch, and make them hold on tightly and not let go?

Sakura Ayane has done a lot of homework, and her acting skills have been transformed. If you can't do something well once, do it ten or a hundred times. Although it seems too clumsy, doing something so many times will also reveal details that those who only do it once will not notice. In other words, if you persist, you will achieve something.