Tokyo Sound

Senior Yoko opened his mouth and looked at the ceiling with complicated eyes.

The atmosphere is lively but not overly intrusive, and the enthusiasm is fiery but instantly enters professional mode.

She couldn't get a word in from beginning to end.

hateful.

Then let’s wait and see the next performance. No matter what, we must show our strength and leeway as seniors!

Chapter 56: The Senior Turned into Pale Ashes

"The Paladin of the Last Star", Part A.

"Stop, don't make any more worthless sacrifices. You have no reinforcements. The Sinleus Mage Corps's Song of the Falling Sun will soon be completed. By then, the capital will be reduced to ashes in an instant, and a new order will be rebuilt on the destruction."

On the screen, the stickman [Note: when the voice actor is dubbing, he cannot actually see the final animation. At this time, the only reference is the character setting and the little man responsible for demonstrating the actions] has a deep look in his eyes.

"For that unrealistic idea, are we going to kill hundreds of thousands of innocent people?!"

Another stick figure had a # symbol appearing over his head to show anger.

"Rather than being enslaved by the principality and having my dignity trampled upon and my ideals taken away, I would rather become the charcoal of the great cause and burn down the dynasty together."

"It sounds nice, but in the end it's just disgusting greed!"

"What do you, a noble girl who has never worried about food since childhood, know? You say I am greedy for the royal power, but aren't you also trying to protect the royal power that gives you the class of luxury? Every grain of rice you eat is mixed with our flesh, and every drop of water you drink is filled with our blood! Despicable! Self-righteous!"

"You can never do this... You can never do this, there is still room for recovery!"

"Oh, don't you want your beautiful dream to be shattered? But unfortunately, let's stop talking about it here——

The stickman rode on a stickhorse and declared loudly.

“My compatriots! Now is the time to raise the flag, step over the corpses of our comrades, pick up our shattered aspirations, raise the sword in our hands and chop off the head of the foolish emperor! We are cowardly rebels, now let us turn into moths that fly into the flames and burn the shackles that have suppressed us for a hundred years! For a pure tomorrow!”

"For tomorrow!" Yin Ze, who played Soldier A, howled and immediately moved out of the way.

"Charge, everyone!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, who played the role of Soldier B, quickly filled the vacancy and shouted passionately.

The plot content suddenly became a mess.

The script reads "a fierce and tragic melee, with people turned ferocious by hatred and hope, wielding everything they have to fight."

The advance footage from the set shows a bunch of stick figures pushing and shoving each other, bumping into each other, and exploding with fire and lightning effects simply outlined by black lines.

"Stop, stop now, is this the tragic scene you really want?!"

"Little girl, there is no turning back. Draw your weapons! Otherwise, you will be minced into pieces on the battlefield!"

The scene was a close-up, showing the leader of the rebel army riding out with a spear in hand, his scrawled face full of determination. The noble swordsman who was guarding the palace was forced to fight back, and the two swords crossed, sparks flew, and all kinds of dazzling black and white flashes and speed lines appeared.

The voice actor for the noble girl was a popular one, and this was the perfect moment for her to perform. Yoko-senpai, who had been accumulating energy for a long time and was trying to show off his style, shouted in a heroic, crisp and pleasant voice.

"Hmm! You are indeed a famous magic swordsman in the principality. It's a pity that you are too indecisive and still have mercy on the battlefield!"

"Unlike guys like you, my sword exists to protect." Yoko said in a noble voice. At this moment, she felt that the dimensions had merged and she was in sync with the character. "Why can't we understand each other!"

"Let's fight it out, little girl. God of War Haroi, please grant me the sublime power to penetrate powerful enemies!" The rebel leader raised his domineering spear that began to gather energy.

"Damn it... Flame God, entangle this sword!" The noble girl also rushed forward with a sword.

"Lord Hanno, let me help you!" Yin Ze/Soldier A wielded a low-quality weapon and interrupted the fight between the two men at the right time.

After a complicated storyboard and incomprehensible transitions.

"...Puff." Yin Ze/Soldier A spat out blood and lay down gloriously.

"Using your companions as shields?! You bastard!" Yoko asked angrily with clenched fists.

"For the greater good, we can sacrifice everything! Don't underestimate our awareness - Flash Burst!" The rebel leader cast a spell.

The flames engulfed both the seriously injured and dying soldier A and the noble girl.

Yin Ze looked at the extra in the picture who died in the explosion and couldn't help feeling a little dazed. He thought of bad things and felt a little sad.

A few seconds later, the intact noble girl magic swordsman angrily cut through the smoke and pounced on the enemy.

"You hypocritical bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Senior Yoko was so desperate that she even swung the script like a sword hilt.

The picture freezes here.

"Okay, this part is over. You've worked hard. Please take a break." The sound director said while operating the polishing in the backstage.

The voice actors bowed to each other and sat down again.

Yoko also changed from a noble and dignified aristocratic girl to a still Yamato Nadeshiko who stood like a peony and sat like a peony. She secretly looked at the newcomer out of the corner of her eyes.

What a lack of tact! He should have come up to flatter and express his immense admiration for his predecessors.

"Yusei, Judai, leave it to me. It's my turn, draw a card! Go! I send the Ryuten Star Dragon and Shin Uchiha on the field to the graveyard, come out, my strongest servant, the Black Mage!"

It's strange that Yin Ze is always slacking off. He does it whenever he has free time. He is squinting his eyes to review the classics, and the corners of his mouth can't help but slightly curl up because of his godly operation.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was still studying hard, wishing he could eat the script like a piece of memory bread.

Senior Yoko felt like she was being left out.

He actually played the game of playing hard to get, and even chuckled with confidence. This newcomer is a rare existence even in the world of scumbags with piles of psychological masters. It makes people gasp, it is so terrifying.

After hesitating for a long time, Senior Yoko finally took the initiative. She moved closer to the two newcomers, coughed, and put on a gentle smile.

"How is it, do you feel adapted?"

"Thanks to you." Yin Ze, who was in the idle state, automatically replied, and then popped up from the backstage. He took half a second to sort out the situation and seamlessly connected, "With the senior here, the set feels a lot more stable!"

"That upright figure is so beautiful and inspiring." Having spent so much time around the top students from the University of Tokyo, Matsuoka Yoshitsugu has even begun to speak well of them.

“Hahaha, no, no.” Senior Yoko tried hard to control the extent of her smile. “As long as my performance can help you, even if it’s just a little bit of inspiration, it will be valuable.”

"It's a very textbook interpretation of the young swordsman! It really captures her strength and her inner softness!" Yin Ze said.

"The battle cries and the frequency of alternating breathing are so exquisite that only an experienced person can demonstrate them," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

“The picture is still so simple, but when I close my eyes and listen to the voice of my predecessors, it feels like I am in a burning battlefield!” Yin Ze said again.

"The control of the timeline, the rhythm of sentences and word breaks are also worth studying more." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu added.

"He is so kind-hearted and considerate of other people's feelings. He even came to ask about our condition..." Yin Ze said with emotion.

“It’s like an angel that has fallen into this world. Even if it has lost the power bestowed by the Lord and its wings have been scattered, its snow-white heart of saving the world has never been stained by the slightest dust.” Inspired by his best friend, Yoshitsugu Matsuoka unconsciously unlocked a new, albeit tacky, language expression skill.

"For a long time, I felt like a traveler in a vast wilderness, helpless and at a loss as to where to go. I have seen the dry earth dying of drought and the corpses of migratory birds that died of exhaustion. I thought I would also turn into dust and return to the yellow sand, but I never expected to meet you, senior." Yin Ze looked at his best friend in surprise and immediately demonstrated while the opportunity was right.

"…From then on, I knew the vitality of life. The oasis was no longer out of reach, and the rainbow light was no longer a memory in the mouths of the elderly. Whenever night falls and the cinnabar of the stars flows, I will remember the day and the senior who brought all this to me." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said hesitantly.

Yin Ze nodded silently with relief.

Yoko tried to hold back her laughter and shook her head vigorously.

"Oh, that's not that exaggerated. But as a senior, you should lead by example and set a benchmark! Haha..." Yoko quickly suppressed her laughter halfway through, and she had to be reserved!

"Uh, Ms. Hikasa, can you get the feeling back for that part? It was a bit too strong, can you control it a little more?" the sound director suddenly raised the microphone and said.

Senior Yoko's smile froze slightly, but she still did not lose her composure. Instead, with her long hair in a strand, she looked calm and composed without losing her feminine charm.

"Well, this is a very common thing. Now I'll show you the key points and tricks for re-recording."

The strong have nothing to fear.

Yoko starts again.

"As expected of someone who has stood out from the industry, he made mistakes on purpose just to show us how to make up for it. Takizawa, we are still far behind." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu sighed as he stared at the figure.

A few minutes later.

"There's still something wrong. It's a bit too soft this time. Don't pursue too complicated changes. Try to divide it more neatly?" Nagasaki Yukinu suggested.

The second time a few minutes later.

"It is separated, but the sense of separation is too strong. It is better to blend them together."

The third time a few minutes later.

"Yes, you can, but... I think the effect should be better. Let's see if you can put more emphasis on the end of the sentence."

The fourth time a few minutes later.

"Yeah, that's great. Thank you for your hard work in adjusting it." The sound director finally nodded and let the person go.

Senior Yoko returned to his seat, but for some reason, the light in his eyes disappeared quietly.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu actually took the initiative to step forward and thank him. He maintained the same tone as before and spoke sincerely and deeply.

"As expected of you, you have shown us all the mistakes to impress us and warn us. You have profound skills. Thank you very much for your guidance."

Yoko lowered her head deeply.

Yoon Ze covered his face with his hands.

"Am I doing something wrong in expecting my best friend to master emotional intelligence and become a workplace social expert overnight?"

"There are no problems with this part. Those who don't want to record anymore can leave. Thank you all for your hard work again." Director Nagasaki greeted through the microphone.

"Well, Yang Zi-san, we'll leave first." Yin Ze said.

"Goodbye."

The strong man died, and was replaced by a lifeless puppet. Hikasa Yoko waved goodbye mechanically with a blank expression and lifeless eyes.

When Yin Ze saw this, he couldn't bear it and left first.

"Yoko-san, please give me your guidance in the future!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu bowed solemnly.

"Okay." Yoko waved goodbye sadly.

After the extras on the set left, she clutched her clothes and went crazy, her body slightly twisted in her seat, she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.

Ahhhhhh! How embarrassing!

……

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu walked out of the corridor and didn't see his best friend, so he must have gone downstairs.

He took a few more steps, thought about it, and finally turned back.

"Ogura-san."

The little girl following behind him raised her head and gave him a surprised and inquiring look because of his habitual respectful address.

"…What a coincidence, we meet again." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu paused for a moment.

"Yes, Mr. Matsuoka." The little girl said respectfully.

"See you next time."

"Okay, see you next time." The girl smiled innocently.

Chapter 57: Tears and Sins

The Tokyo Game Show was first held in 1996.

A large-scale video game exhibition held in Tokyo, Japan. It is huge in scale. The content mainly includes various game consoles and their entertainment software, computer games and game peripheral products.

Every time there is such a grand event, people who love games will show all kinds of human nature.

For example, he was shocked by the discovery of parallel imports and sat in a daze on the chair with an expressionless face. Then, when the divine work came out, his face changed on the spot, he became extremely excited, and his fingers pointing at the exhibition screen trembled.

The venue is crowded with people today, just like the shopping women who feel at home in a shopping mall. The innocent young boys also feel like they are in a paradise here, feeling very comfortable.

There were long queues at the trial play points of various merchants, or they were surrounded by crowds of people.

Although there were some well-dressed and slim poster girls invited by the organizers, in the eyes of real game players, these pink skeletons were simply a burden. Was it that the offline battles were not exciting enough, or that the early trials were not exciting enough? Not to mention that they were clumsy, blocking their plans to take photos with the 1:1 game equipment and monster figurines.

Hiroaki Tsuchiya is a devoted ACG researcher and practitioner. He is a senior engineer in the Department of Power Generation for Love. He has a personal blog and is a columnist. He is dedicated to writing fascinating works in the popular science circle and basically does not miss any related activities in China. He is a determined missionary.

Now, he is part of that excited crowd.

As a typical bear-type man, Tsuchiya-kun is naturally strong and steady, ensuring that he can persist in long-term support operations. He wears a light and flexible white shirt, fashionable cropped jeans, versatile Adidas, minimalist square-frame glasses, a backpack with digital devices, and a thin towel tied to his forehead.

Any otaku who sees this will call it professional.

And now Tsuchiya-kun is holding an expensive camera and walking hurriedly.

If it was a fan club, he would go take pictures of young and beautiful Cosplayers, but this was not his main task today.