Tokyo Sound

The two of them hung their heads, as if they were about to die, and both exuded an air of shame that was ashamed to the heavens and earth.

"…Isn't it just that we were rushed by the players? Is it that serious?" Yin Ze picked up the beer helplessly, and the ice cubes collided.

"…Why is this happening?" There was a loneliness of winter snow in Shimazaki Nobunaga's eyes.

"We are just innocent bystanders. After a few naps, others will forget about it. But the production companies are the real problem. They have almost been washed away to Siberia." Yin Ze drank his ice wine and picked up his chopsticks. "My goodness, the trends and hot topics in Japan are all condemnations. The world has been suffering from Consortium B [Note: Consortium B refers to Bandai Namco] for a long time, which has caused otakus to complain. The Heisei athletes in various regions are now rising up."

"Maybe this is my fate. When my parents gave me this name, I felt that I probably wouldn't be able to suppress the might of the Sixth Heaven Demon King. Sure enough, it has begun to backfire. I'm born with the bad luck and am destined to be a bystander all my life." Shimazaki Nobunaga felt a little sad.

"Will the group be expelled?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu asked hesitantly, "After all, it's not going so well."

"That depends on whether King of Idols 2 is removed or not..." Yin Ze said, "But if I may be frank, it should have nothing to do with us. In any case, this is a failed attempt. If we want to make amends later, we must avoid the minefields we have made."

"So, have all the activities, broadcasts, and performances that you promised before been cancelled?"

"To be honest, I'm not surprised that all the plot scenes in the game were deleted. It's better to mend the fold after the sheep have been bolted."

"I see. Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

"Didn't you have a headache before because of showing off your talents?" Yin Ze said again.

"To be honest, I'm not good at standing on the stage to perform, but after all, there are three of us on stage together, so I thought I would be able to handle it. I didn't expect that there would be no chance to realize it." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said embarrassedly, "My character is a dance genius, and the special skill is somersaults. I have been worried about it and went online to look up somersault tutorials. But now it seems that I can save some effort."

"Oh, you're the possession type," Shimazaki Nobunaga said. "It's effective, but it's tiring, and it has limitations. There are always characters that can't be possessed by practical experience, such as criminals, and pregnant women."

"How could I be worthy of a girl?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu didn't care much.

"Where is Takizawa? Which sect are you from?" Shimazaki Nobunaga asked with some interest.

"Do whatever it takes. As long as I can pass, I don't care."

"That won't do. Without a complete and scientific performance system of your own, you will take detours and run into pitfalls." Shimazaki Nobunaga, who transformed himself into an acoustician, spoke eloquently, "First of all, using the vocal cords properly and producing the sound correctly will help to protect the organs to the maximum extent and prolong your career life. Only by broadening your vocal range and expanding your business scope can you pass every audition and become an evergreen tree that never falls. If you just perform based on your feelings, the sound supervisor will find problems when the recording is officially made, and it will be so difficult to make breakthroughs on the spot. Go all out during the audition, and ask for help when you make mistakes during the recording, so that others will..."

"I will remember you." Yin Ze interrupted.

"It's a bad reputation if you have to remember it!" Shimazaki Nobunaga complained.

"Well-organized, clear and well-structured, with profound theories, Shimazaki Nobunaga, you must have many main roles, right?" Yin Ze asked enviously, convinced.

When asked about actual combat, Shimazaki Nobunaga immediately blushed and stammered, saying things like "Don't look down on the poor youngsters", "Can the rookie period be called a low point", "The teacher said I have the potential to become a big star". The dinner table was immediately filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Takizawa was an excellent student in our class, how could he not understand these simple truths?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu smiled, "Now his development momentum is not bad, no matter the size of the role, the number of scenes, his audition pass rate is really high."

"Is it true?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was not from the Japanese Broadcasting Research Institute, so he was skeptical.

"He's been to a lot of shows in the past two seasons. You can tell by searching his name on Wikipedia, looking at his performance list, and comparing it to the same period."

"Wait, he even has his own wiki?!" Shimazaki Nobunaga was surprised.

"What, I even have my own wiki?!" Yin Ze was surprised.

"Yeah, don't you know?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was also surprised.

"I don't know!" Yin Ze held the wine and shook his head.

Shimazaki Nobunaga was quite active and searched on his phone on the spot.

There is actually a personal profile page.

There is actually very little content information, after all, it has only been less than a year since its debut.

But all the work involved was arranged in an orderly timeline. Those with names and surnames are needless to say, and those with only a few lines such as extra A, soy sauce B, and passerby C have all been well dug out and uploaded as a souvenir.

The personal profile is also relatively concise.

"Takizawa Satoru, male, born on June 1990, 6, 1cm tall, affiliated with I'm Enterprise. His special skill is drinking Coke without burping (from an interview at the training institute), his hobbies are illustration and photography (verified by the account number), his favorite is beef rice bowl (from a TV interview at the Tokyo University entrance ceremony), and he is suspected to have had an unforgettable teenage love and life setbacks (from the guest episode of the radio drama Dark Fantasy Talk). In 172, he made his official debut in the role of Elredo in the light drama "Dark Reincarnation Fantasy", and in the same year he played the male lead Gin in the theatrical animation "Firefly Forest". His voice is clear, crisp and infectious, and he is highly recognizable. He is humble and elegant, kind and generous, and a rising star in the industry."

...What the hell is suspected? This is Wikipedia! Don't use such ambiguous words! And these are worth studying, and the source is also very strange!

There is even a column for personal achievements right after that.

No way, it’s just a short career, what kind of recognition can I get?

Shimazaki Nobunaga took a closer look.

"Tokyo University Heisei Generation Most Beautiful Faces Contest 18th, fourth elimination round, 12 to 6 (updated in real time)"

"..."

"I was right, wasn't I? It's quite detailed," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"Why did you discover my personal wiki when I myself didn't even notice it?!" Shimazaki Nobunaga showed a look of doubt, speculation, and complexity.

"I searched Takizawa's name when I had nothing to do and came across it by accident."

"Isn't this even more rugged... How do you search for other people's names when you're taking a break?"

"Yes, why?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu also fell silent, but soon stopped worrying, "It's always refreshing to see someone like this, who is obviously someone I know well, having a place on the Internet like a public figure."

"This user can be edited, right? Very good, I'll add a new one right away: 'On the surface he looks like a good man, but in fact his choice of underwear is very bold and trendy, and he loves open-crotch styles.'" Shimazaki Nobunaga rolled up his sleeves with a solemn expression.

"Such slanderous remarks about innocence will definitely not pass inspection." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu scratched his head.

"How can you be sure it's a slander? What if it's true?"

"Takizawa is a boxer briefs guy."

"...Hiss, how did you know?"

"He stayed at my house for a while."

"Where is the brotherhood? You two are having the ultimate bachelor party, but you're the only one excluding me? Where is the promised Toudou iron triangle?" Shimazaki Nobunaga had a sad look on his face, feeling sympathetic.

"Definitely next time."

"But this guy was born in the 90s, why does he look so old and hard?" Shimazaki Nobunaga pondered, "Actually, he lied about his age and wanted to pretend to be a young boy to get love."

"Now I am a genuine 20-year-old five-good young man. On the other hand, who did this?" Yin Ze was also scrolling through the pages in confusion.

"There are so many looted photos of you and even screenshots in the album, so it's very likely..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu hesitated to speak.

"Female fans??!!" Shimazaki Nobunaga covered his chest with his hands, his eyes bloodshot.

Chapter 60: How complicated is the human heart

"A great man once said that scientific practice is the only criterion for testing truth. As a materialist fighter, even though I have experienced the collapse of faith, I still don't believe in coincidence and fate." Yin Ze hummed, "Whether she is a female fan or not, use experiments to prove it."

"What do you want to do?" Shimazaki Nobunaga asked puzzledly.

Yin Ze raised his phone and took a photo of the flat grill pan filled with meat slices in front of him, then moved the camera away and took a selfie of the three of them. He lowered his head and started editing.

Soon, Matsuoka Yoshitsugu saw new updates on the friends in his special follow list.

"Life is a one-way trip. The road is long and difficult. It's okay to stop and rest occasionally. Regroup so that you can walk forward with your head held high. Good afternoon, workers."

"Roasting pan.JPG, photo of three people.JPG"

"Didn't you just say you were pretending to be dead? How come you've become rich now, and you're enjoying life like this." Shimazaki Nobunaga tilted his head.

"My writing is full of positive energy and is meant to inspire you all. How can it be crudely categorized as showing off food?" Yin Ze shook his head.

"Ah, there are comments." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said as he refreshed the page.

"I clicked on the dynamic notification right away. I followed you for this? Where's the new photo of the beautiful girl?"

"The 'All Japanese Jokes' next door is much more dedicated than you, blogger, please work harder."

"Do you still have the beach theme called 'Sayaka Mizuka' from last time?"

"...I feel like more people are following you for ulterior motives. However, the quality of the pictures you repost is quite high." Shimazaki Nobunaga checked the previous reposts and clicked on the follow button. "But what do you mean by experiment?"

"If they even screenshot the video and put it into the Wikipedia album, then this kind of pure high-definition selfie will definitely not be missed. So the faster it is moved, the more popular and more female fans will be."

"Excuse me for being blunt, but at the moment, your loyal fans are basically healthy men who treat you as a resource transfer station... maybe with some more persistent "King of Idols 2" blackened players mixed in."

"The online environment here is just like the social environment, which is quite fragmented. If someone you don't know follows you, they will send you a private message asking you to unfollow them. Some people regard this as an open world, while others regard it as a private tree hole and privacy space. Women are particularly sensitive and will not express their desires openly." Yin Ze pushed the non-existent glasses on his nose, "Actively isolate the world and build a wall of the heart. In my opinion, we live on a calm island of ignorance, in a vast and endless black ocean..."

"Although you sound very handsome and intellectual when you tell the story, your action of raising your middle finger and pushing those non-existent glasses offends me." Shimazaki Nobunaga said sincerely.

"I'm so sorry. I'll remember to wear real glasses next time."

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"This can't possibly work..." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu sighed as he flipped the meat slices and sprinkled the seasonings on them. "And why do you care so much about the so-called female fans?"

"Childish, greedy, and particularly fond of playing it cool in front of cute members of the opposite sex. From the beginning of time, men have been a hopeless creature." Shimazaki Nobunaga explained slowly, "Tightly tied to the son of man, this is the shackles of nature, I call it the shackles of heaven."

Yin Ze picked up a piece of raw beef with long chopsticks and put it in the pot. The fat sizzled under the high temperature, and soon the meat turned into a delicious golden color.

It was neither too old nor too tender, just right. He put it back on a small plate, seasoned it with salt and pepper, and sprinkled it with chopped green onions. It was very classy. The man took another sip of the draft beer and waited for the meat to be less hot.

"Hmm? Hmmmm! Is it true?!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, who still had food in his mouth, suddenly waved his phone, "The album is really updated!"

Shimazaki Nobunaga refreshed his screen immediately and saw the new photo that was added to the Wikipedia album a few seconds ago.

The familiar decoration, the heat from the barbecue, and the smiling face that seemed three parts cool and seven parts playful, were undoubtedly the selfie taken just now.

As for him and Matsuoka...

The picture was cropped?!

It was clearly a group photo of three people, but the man sitting on the pool was singled out.

Looking at the handsome face bathed in warm yellow light on the screen, his pupils are as clean and clear as Lake Baikal in winter, as if reflecting the entire noisy world.

Then look up at the opposite side.

"This meat is still warm." Yin Ze was enjoying the beef that had cooled down a bit and was easier to eat.

"I totally cannot accept this!" Shimazaki Nobunaga looked as if he had confidently paid for the card but failed to win the sixth shipwreck draw, his facial features twisted in agony.

"Old people say that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. Although an accident happened this time, we also discovered our true fans," said Yoshitsugu Matsuoka.

"What about our 'Fu'?" Shimazaki Nobunaga couldn't help but ask.

"It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come."

"Brother...are you seeking revenge or retribution?"

"Damn it, why is this happening? I want to devote my whole life to harem anime. Female fans will only confuse my agent and company and delay my chances of taking on mainstream otaku-oriented anime!" Yin Ze sighed, worried.

"If it weren't for the fact that we are both lunar people, I would have walked away long ago from this kind of fame-seeking and pretentious person and would not have made friends with him." Shimazaki Nobunaga was filled with grief and indignation.

"Drink, drink."

The Tokyo Metropolitan Triangle raised their cups in unison, just like the other frustrated office workers who were complaining about their bosses and co-workers. The clinking sound was crisp and pleasant.

Dinner is over.

Shimazaki Nobunaga used a choking posture to drag Yin Ze to pay the bill. Such violence was only because the latter said "You guys pay the bill first, I'm going to the toilet" when he left his seat.

Sad times, sad society, the concept of trust is shattered. God bless you, someone really just wants to go to the toilet.

Walk out of the store.

"I don't have anything to do this afternoon." Shimazaki Nobunaga said, stretching.

"Same." Yin Ze rubbed the remaining 8

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