Tokyo Sound

"..." Kashiwa Ippei's expression became impatient. What are you doing, Xiaobailong? Why don't you stop torturing a woman? Could it be that he trained too well when he was in office, and it was a bargain for the next boss?

"You and my mom actually chatted for half an hour. What did you talk about?" Kashiwai Ippei was very confused.

"It's nothing. I just said how unhappy you were in Tokyo and how I helped you." Jianqi Jingxiang said, "Don't get me wrong, I only made up 30% of it. The remaining 70% is true."

"It's a pity that you just finished talking about the first 30%, and haven't had time to talk about the remaining 70%, right?" Kashiwa Ippei sneered.

"You understand me so well." Kenqi Kyoka sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell us what's going on." Kashiwa Ippei urged.

"They are considering adapting The Idol King 2, Side M, into an anime." Kensaki Kyoka said, "In the end, you were the one who went to discuss it, so naturally I have to ask you."

"That crappy project is still alive?" Kashiwa Ippei asked. When he entered the voice actor industry, he aimed at the idolization trend and made a lot of preparations in the early stages, spending a lot of time contacting relevant people and cultivating relationships. By the time he got the White Dragon, everything was ready. In the end, the planner lost a big advantage, and the grand plan was declared over just as it began. As a victim, he certainly didn't feel very happy.

"At least it's still operating." said Kenki Kyoka.

"Things are different now. They have bargaining power now, and it's really not appropriate to leave the contract stuck there. It's a good opportunity to clear it up this time," said Kashiwai Ippei.

"Well, my idea is that we can return, but not for a long time. The number of songs and stages must be decided." Kenki Kyoka said normally.

"This meal card has been frozen for too long. It would be best to cancel it and reissue it as a meal voucher." Kashiwa Ippei agreed. "This involves their business, and it's a serious matter. If you have any questions, be sure to talk to me."

"Remember to keep it on 24 hours a day." Kenqi Kyoka said seriously.

"Of course." Kashiwai Ippei confirmed. He used to be a strong office worker who would wake up when he heard the bell no matter how deep his sleep was.

"keep in touch."

"keep in touch."

End the call.

Kashiwa Ippei put down his phone, which was getting hot from talking, and unscrewed the cap of his oolong tea to continue drinking. When he turned around, he saw his father and mother leaning on the kitchen door, one on each side, with a glaring look in their eyes. He was shocked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm washing rice." said the mother.

"I'll cut the vegetables," said my father.

Kenki Kyoka put down her phone, which had been getting hot from chatting, and turned around with a premonition. She found two voice actors hiding in the back booth, one on the left and one behind, with emotionless business smiles on their faces, "What are you doing?"

"I'll print out the information," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"I'm repairing the computer." Yin Ze said.

Chapter 71: Joining the Group

"Why do you take so long?" Shimazaki Nobunaga waited for a long time in the snack area, occupying the Dragon's Throne, with his former agent's favorite calcium milk in his left hand and the mainstay's favorite potato chips in his right hand. He crossed his legs and did not consider himself an outsider at all.

"Were you so crazy in Qing Er?" Yin Ze asked. What a level, using the same posture as him to grab the benefits.

"I am the voice actor of IM in IM, and I am the voice actor of Aoji in Aoji. To me, they are all like home." Shimazaki Nobunaga said warmly.

"We only need one more family to catch up with Lu Bu." Yin Ze admired.

"How dare you, a multi-talented person like you, talk about me?" Shimazaki Nobunaga said displeased.

"I was clearly praising you." Yin Ze felt aggrieved for not being understood.

"Everything has been discussed." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said, "Just wait for the news."

"Oh, that's fine." Shimazaki Nobunaga agreed, crossing his legs with the other leg, "Hey, someone, bring me some cantaloupe jelly."

A few minutes later.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Is this how you treat guests? The jelly hasn't even been eaten yet!"

Yin Ze and Matsuoka Yoshitsugu attacked from both sides and carried Shimazaki Nobunaga out of the door.

……

It was actually a sudden idea to use this incident to let the second generation and the first generation talk. In Yin Ze's opinion, these two were also doomed to fail, and he was always good at fanning the flames. Matchmaking, clearing contracts, and perfecting resumes were a plan that killed three birds with one stone. Life is like chess, and this is the style of a master's move.

I don’t know about other things, but Sister Jianqi actually talked on the phone with Brother Baijing for 35 minutes. Humph, she seemed to be indifferent, but she was actually talking on the phone for a long time.

Let them ferment it.

I went home and found the little sister upstairs and took back the cafeteria meal card.

"What did you eat?" Yin Ze asked casually.

"It wasn't much money, so there's no need to beat around the bush." ​​Asamiya Kazuki glanced at them.

"I just asked casually. I just wanted to know if the food in the Dongda cafeteria was to my taste. Why do you think so bad of me?" Yin Ze was shocked, his face flushed, and he argued with rapid breathing, "What kind of image do I have in your eyes?"

"Uh." Asamiya Kazuki seemed to be organizing her words.

Seeing this, Yin Ze became even more angry and sad. He sat on the sofa with his back to his little sister. He was depressed and aggrieved, and his back looked pitiful.

"That's not what I meant..." Asamiya Kazuki was also a little flustered and felt guilty. She quickly sat over and said, "It's my fault. I was too careless in what I said."

"Hmph." Yin Ze turned his head away.

"I apologize to you. I'll make you some goose feet soup. It's refreshing and delicious." Asamiya Kazuki's face chased over.

"Hmph." Yin Ze turned his head in another direction.

"Hey, brother, don't be angry." Asamiya Kazuki also changed direction and said coaxingly, "In my eyes, you have always been a person with a firm mind, tolerance and kindness, and an outstanding man."

“Who doesn’t know what you said?” Yin Ze couldn’t help but sigh at his own excellence.

"Hmm?" Asamiya Kazuki retreated tactically.

"Ahem." Yin Ze adjusted his throat and returned to the state of withering flowers and trees. "As an artist, I don't care what the outside world thinks of me. Only the words of those close to me can break through the psychological defenses and create pain and sorrow."

"I'm sorry." Asamiya Kazuki shook Ge Laoguan's shoulder and repeated it again and again.

"What's the point of saying this?" Yin Ze sighed, touched his stomach, and urged, "Why not stew the soup earlier?"

"Don't get angry after drinking." Asamiya Kazuki clapped her hands.

"Of course!" Yin Ze agreed.

Life needs some ups and downs. If a person is strong for too long, he will not be allowed to be weak. Similarly, you need to show some vulnerability appropriately to receive the gentle whispers and goose paw soup from your little sister.

It smells so good.

A pot of boiling water, a handful of vegetables, a row of goose feet, a plate of garlic and green pepper dipping sauce, and a pretty chef. This combination tastes great.

Yin Ze thought self-righteously that his younger sister's cooking skills could only improve steadily due to his encouragement and comments.

If you are arrogant, you must be arrogant to the end. Today, I will not wipe the table or wash the dishes during my free meal.

"I'm done eating. I'm going to go downstairs to have a rest first." Yin Ze burped and touched his belly like an uncle. His technique was very similar to that of touching a watermelon. It was a pity that he didn't have a big belly full of fat, otherwise it would have been a sure win.

"Going to bed so early?" asked Asamiya Kazuki.

"There's something important tomorrow, so I have to get up early." Yin Ze said with a vicissitudes of life, showing his vulnerability appropriately.

"Would you like me to prepare a lunch box for you?" Asamiya Kazuki asked with concern.

"No need, I'll just deal with it outside." Yin Ze waved his hand.

"Then go back to your room and rest. I'll take care of these."

"Ah."

Having successfully deceived people into believing in him, Yin Ze went out without doing any work, walked down the stairs, and returned to his small apartment.

Then he sat down in front of the computer, turned it on, and logged into Last Fist 5.

Check the news.

What? That guy named Jin Shandao actually made it to the finals?!

I hadn't paid attention to that crappy competition for a few days, and the invincible master was shocked to see the outdated news.

It can only be seen in the photos used as illustrations.

The man with a tuft of yellow hair jumped up excitedly and punched the air, his eyes red, celebrating his victory. The audience below the stage raised their hands high and cheered for the wonderful game.

The player ranked 4th in the world server and a well-known Angry Ghost user, Banqiao Yuan, was sitting in a chair, his head in his hands, his eyes filled with confusion, and he looked like he was doubting his life.

The comments also came in groups of three or five.

"Besides my eldest brother, there are actually amateur players who can beat national players?"

"They were able to win even though they were 3 points behind in the last game. Their ability to defend and counterattack was at its best. Is this the pressure resistance that comes from being a stepping stone for so many years?"

"Stepping stone? Yadi!"

"Killing idols with my own hands, destroying love and proving the truth, it feels so good."

"There are a few waves of Banqiao-san who seem to have a keyboard malfunction and keep getting arrested. This is really wrong."

"Banqiao's ability to read the game has declined. He was still hesitant at the end of the game. It must be because of the blind date. He was influenced by a woman."

"If I want to win the world championship, love and such will get in the way."

“Hee, hahahaha.”

As Yin Ze watched, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If we don't add insult to injury now, when will we?

I was stood up by this guy last time, so I want to take revenge and vent my anger.

Browse your in-game friends list, find someone online, and start a private chat.

"Invincible Master: Reached the highest level, Cloud King. Too strong, King. Oh, this is a ghost, why is he always in training mode? He won't drop pearls while training, right?"

"The Prince of Groceries, Itabashi Moto: ...I still can't figure it out."

"The Prince of Groceries, Itabashi Moto: Fighting games are always 1v1, but in that match I always felt like I was being 2v1, and it was hard for me to read his moves. The most annoying thing is that after the fight I calmed down and reviewed the game, and found that his second personality was exactly like yours. I was killed by Hatsumi. You are such a bastard, what did you teach your fans, you have done a lot of harm to people!! "

"Invincible Master: ..."

Such a familiar post-match feeling.

Could it be that what I encountered that day was not an illusion?

But Master Yin has never cared. A fake item has only one chance to defeat the real thing, and that is the first kill... unless there is an extra surprise weapon, but this is impossible to happen.

After throwing a few more stones into the well with a laugh, he went to play games and gained a certain score.

……

9:30 am.

Asamiya Kazuki is cleaning the Pink Lady. Although this electric car is her third time, it has not suffered much damage as both the original owner and the second owner used it properly. If used well, it will still have a long lifespan.

At this moment, someone came out pushing a red-haired foreign horse and happened to run into her ex taking a shower.

The scene was a little awkward.

"Huh? Didn't you say yesterday that you would get up early? Why are you still here at almost 10 o'clock?" Asamiya Kazuki, who was holding a cleaning brush, was extremely surprised.

"Before going to bed, I remembered that there were some documents that I hadn't processed, and I accidentally took too long." Yin Ze began to cover up his lie.

"Won't this mean we're late?" Asamiya Kazuki asked worriedly.

"At least I had a good rest. I drank some nutritious stew yesterday and I feel much more energetic today." Yin Ze spoke the truth.

"Then stew it a few more times next time." Asamiya Kazuki was sure.

"Very good, I'm going out now." Yin Ze pushed the little foreign horse away, and before leaving, he did not forget to pat the cushion of the wet and seductive pretty lady. This is the Tauren chieftain, who is sentimental, but also very nostalgic.

There is indeed something important happening today, I’m not lying.

After many enthusiastic invitations from Makoto Nito, Yin Ze accepted and joined the group. Of course, he had to report to the studio. Not only that, after confirming the situation, he basically went back and forth regularly, just like when he was in Kyoto Animation before, working on the drawings. Animators often work until late at night, and the time difference is several hours later than normal people. It is not uncommon to start work at 10 o'clock or even at noon.

Makoto's output is relatively stable, the quality is also online, and he has his own style. He is still valuable among the new generation of directors. He once canceled the job assigned by his father and went to make games. The conditions were very limited at that time. Fortunately, he proved himself and his father agreed. Now Makoto's studio is very complete, and compared with traditional animation companies, it has a touch of refinement.

"Teacher is here, please come in." Makoto Nidu opened the door with a smile on his face.

"It makes me a little nervous." Yin Ze said, maybe half of the painting world is in it.

"Not all painters are here. Teachers like Kise Kawaya are usually in their own companies. After they finish painting, they send someone to collect the manuscript or send it remotely by telex." Makoto Nido said, "Occasionally, they will make a special trip here for the convenience of communication."

"I see." Yin Ze sighed, "The main reason is that I joined halfway through, and I was immediately appointed as the production supervisor, so I am a little worried."

"With the teacher's ability and charm, there is no need to worry. After working together for a few days, he will be integrated into the team." Makoto Niwa said refreshingly, "In order to reduce the teacher's commuting, I bought a folding bed. It doesn't matter if he sleeps here."

"?" Yin Ze frowned, thinking that Brother Cheng was not very friendly.

"I told them in advance, and they are also looking forward to the teacher's arrival." Nidu Makoto took out the slippers on his own initiative.