Tokyo Sound

"Minotaur God of War: Brother, give me a sniper rifle!!"

"He's handsome, his gun is strong, and his weapon is reckless: Still sending? I can barely afford armor!"

"Minto God of War: Okay, then I'll practice Desert Eagle."

"Chewy Thick Phlegm: Niu Beer, if it's at the bottom, then it's at the bottom. To be able to say that it's a training Desert Eagle, it really shows high emotional intelligence."

Five bandits wearing linen hoods were shopping in the air, and they casually took out various long and short guns from their empty backs. When they faced each other, they brandished daggers and attacked in a long snake formation.

Before the righteous SWAT and the thugs met, the game had already begun. All kinds of projectiles were seen streaking across the sky, and in an instant, thunder roared, dazzling lights filled the air, and clouds of white smoke rose up.

In the smoke and fog, a special police officer dressed as Rambo [Note: referring to John Rambo, the protagonist of "First Blood", played by Sylvester Stallone], holding a heavy machine gun, rushed over like a god of war, gun flames flashing, bullets roaring. On the spot, a gangster was shot to death.

The dense barrage of bullets made the other gangsters dare not raise their heads.

Among the four people who were still alive, the only gangster with an AK and the only gangster with a sniper rifle felt that they had a heavy responsibility on their shoulders at this critical moment and their faces were greatly encouraged.

Just wait for a moment for the opportunity and then immediately stand up and fight back!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The air was full of bullet marks, comparable to the wonderful artistic gun duel in Shakespeare's opera.

Poof.

Two gunshots rang out, and two heads exploded, with bodies falling beside him. Yin Ze was quick to pick up the sniper rifle on the ground and carry on his teammate's legacy.

It's time to show off your true skills! The man's mouth curled up into an evil and crazy arc.

See what it means that there is no living thing in the crosshairs!

The man sneered, his eyes sparkling.

Stand up, aim, and pull horizontally in one second! The kind that will break your hands!

boom!

At the critical moment, the teammate on the right side stepped forward to throw something, but unfortunately he blocked the muzzle of the gun. The bullet accurately pierced his head, and he fell down and never got up again.

Yin Ze's expression was stiff.

Seeing that there was only one person left, the righteous policemen surrounded him with knives while firing their guns like mad dogs that had seen meat and bones. Although he tried his best to resist, he was chopped into meat paste in a humiliating way and became an extra income.

"..."

"He's handsome, his gun is strong, and his weapon is reckless: Brother, please, find a factory to work in!"

After that, everyone left the game.

Looking at the results summary after the game, the man sighed, complained that he "can't carry on", and prepared to change the project to see if there was a Landlord room.

The phone on the table vibrated, he leaned over to take a look, and found it was an unfamiliar number, so he simply ignored it.

Doodle.

The ringing persists.

"?"

Yin Ze frowned and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Hello!" This was the opening line from the person on the other end of the phone.

Wow, my God, listening to this female salesperson's opening move that is deeply engraved in her genes is like a dream back to my past life. I swear, except that the voice is not so artificial, not plastic internet celebrity sounding, and sounds better, there is no difference in essence. I don't know who leaked the contact list again, otherwise if I knew about it, I would definitely put on my pointed leather shoes and kick his ass hard.

He hung up a second later and continued to search the chess and card section carefully.

beep.

Beep beep.

Hey, you still won’t let go.

"Not married, no children, no loans, no financial management, no insurance, no need for an intermediary. Thank you for your care and thank you for your hard work. Goodbye..." Yin Ze recited a long string of tongue twisters first.

"I'm not a salesman!" An angry voice came from the phone.

"Huh? Then who are you?" Yin Ze was confused.

"Can't you even make out the sound? That's so sad." The other person said sadly.

"If you don't tell me your identity, you'll be killed. 5, 4, 3, 2..."

"Ah, no, no!" The other party hurriedly stopped him, then took a deep breath and reluctantly said the answer, "I'm Hidaka Rina."

"It's you, Senior?" Yin Ze was immediately surprised. "Where did Hidaka-san find the number?"

"Mr. Kashiwai gave it to me."

"My agent handed me over so easily? How can I trust him in the future?"

"Because he simply can't refuse." Hidaka Rina coughed lightly and changed to a standard business voice, "Takizawa-kun, now I have good news and bad news - which one do you want to hear first?"

"Let me tell you some good news first to calm you down." The man said as he watched the landlord of the next house throw an airplane at the beginning to shock the whole audience.

"A new work of Dark Reincarnation Fantasy is coming out." Hidaka Rina made a shocking statement.

“Didn’t the first season just come out? How could it be so fast?!” The man thought of many bad things and was so scared that he almost pressed the wrong button.

"It's not an animation, it's a game. You know the original work has a physical board game, right? This time it's a chess RPG video game." Hidaka Rina explained, "But the background story is many years before the original work, so it can be said to be a prequel."

"That is to say, there is no Sacrifice Knight Alredo." Yin Ze grasped the key point.

"Of course not. They are all new characters. They are to expand the content of the work. Pre-sales have already started, and the fans' response is very enthusiastic. It looks like it will sell well."

"Pre-sale?" Yin Ze was stunned. "Are the products finished?"

"Yes." said Hidaka Rina.

"Then why are you looking for me?"

"The game will have a regular promotional event, but the staff of the game itself is a bit busy and the schedule is too tight. So we decided to make the separate promotional event a linkage with the original work, which can not only promote the products together, but also have guests sitting in the event."

"Could it be..."

"That's right, we are the two chosen as the collaborative guests." Hidaka Rina said happily.

"Isn't this weird?" Yin Ze scratched his head and quickly played an A, forcing the other person to play a 2. "Shouldn't the main voice actor go on stage? How can I, a passerby, deserve this?"

"Mr. Hino Satoshi, who plays the male lead, Miran Creed, is a super popular voice actor. He has too much work to do and is too busy to handle it, so we chose you to take over," Hidaka Rina added.

"Okay, what about the bad news?" Yin Ze clenched his fists when he found out that his next player, who was also a farmer, couldn't even handle a pair of 3.

"Congratulations, since the good news was unlocked in advance, the bad news has disappeared silently!" Hidaka Rina snorted.

"What?"

"In fact, when we recommended you to come because Mr. Hino Satoshi was absent, there were still some objections... After all, there was a game that annoyed a lot of players before, and there was a lot of controversy online for a while. So the staff in charge of publicity and promotion here are a little worried that they might encounter players with overlapping audiences for the two games, which might have some impact."

Hidaka Rina told everything.

"But in the end, Mr. Moriki Hiroshi still felt that you were the best fit, and after a little negotiation, it was finalized."

"I see." Yin Ze looked at the settlement interface and thought, "Then who is Mori Muhong?"

"…Are you serious?" Hidaka Rina was shocked. "He is a dual producer of animation and radio drama! We have met more than once during the previous radio recordings, right?"

"Are you talking about the guy in a suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looks a bit like my agent Kashiwa Ichi?" Yin Ze recalled silently and reported the player for playing cards passively.

"Yeah, really, you can recite such a simple line by heart..." Hidaka Rina taught in a helpless tone, "Forget about the producer, but remember not to show it in front of others, understand?"

It's really not my fault.

His name didn't even appear in the previous article, and he always acted under the code name "Producer".

"The time is tomorrow afternoon. The specific address and time will be sent to you via email."

"Why are you so sure that I will have time tomorrow?" Yin Ze entered a new game of cards.

"Your agent said there are no arrangements."

"If there are no work arrangements, what if there are personal arrangements?"

"Anyway, the so-called personal time is just about playing games at home, right?" The younger senior said calmly, "For example, you get up at noon, your feet are numb from squatting on the toilet because you are looking at your phone, and you eat instant noodles for lunch because it's too troublesome. Now you are probably drinking carbonated drinks, playing on the computer while talking on the phone with me, etc."

how do you know? !

Yin Ze looked down at the instant noodles and cans of Coke on the table, then at the Landlord game on the screen. Suddenly, like a frightened bird, he turned around and looked towards the door of the single apartment.

Once bitten, twice shy.

...He can't be outside the door again, right?

"Mr. Kashiwa said that whenever you have free time, you go to the arcade." The underage senior scolded him like a gossipy aunt, "You always think about playing all day long, how can this be okay? And you either stay at home or go to the arcade to play games, you don't have the youthful vigor and vitality at all, this won't work."

"It's not as useless as you describe. I often go to the university to attend meaningful lectures on weekdays."

"Oh, you still have to go to class." Hidaka Rina asked with concern, "Are your studies going well? It must be very tiring to run between the two places, right? So you can't waste your time on games! In the end, you will just numb yourself, and when you wake up, you will have spent a worthless day! Then you will blame yourself, and the next day you can't resist the temptation, and sink into it again. If this cycle continues, you will lose your ambition!"

...We are going to have a game promotion event tomorrow, right? Is it appropriate for you to say that?

Chapter 67: The Beginning of Persecution

Because it was an offline event that required him to be in public, Yin Ze took the opportunity to dress up properly.

First, I did a full set of connective tissue surgery on my hands and feet, then I applied facial cleanser to my face, rubbed it carefully like marinating braised meat to remove stubborn dandruff, and squeezed the tip of my nose. After blowing my hair, I referred to the hairstyles of models in magazines and sprayed it with hairspray to create texture and layering.

Of course, at the end, add some men's perfume to add a touch of showiness to your white moonlight-like temperament.

He looked at himself in the mirror with the same attitude as he would look at a project product.

She bit her lips and smiled shyly, her eyes as innocent as a reindeer. Oh, what an oriental version of the dream lover in Venice Love [Note: refers to the Italian film directed by Enrico Maria Salerno in 1970]. No matter how time passes, the temptation of love still cannot be erased.

Looking straight ahead and slightly tilting his head, the brows behind his hair are full of rebellion and adolescent assertiveness. It was the school days, when he had poor grades but was a great basketball player, attracting cheers from his classmates and making the young girls who were just beginning to fall in love sneak a peek at him in class, the unruly, cool and bad senior.

When he lowered his lips and sighed, he exuded the melancholy and sadness of the literati in the Taisho period. He was pensive because he was staring at the glitz and glamour, miserable because he was trapped in six generations and ten confusions, and confused because of the collision of cultures. All the helplessness and apologies were in the manuscript written by the fountain pen, which disappeared with the times and the late cherry blossoms, leaving only a beautiful scene.

Yin Ze kept checking his movements in front of the mirror.

Finally, I have to sigh - "perfect".

As for clothes, well, the only thing he can show off right now is the "Sakura top." Although it's work, it's an offline event that focuses on entertainment and interaction, so this one is fine.

Besides, it’s so expensive. I’ve already bought it. I should wear more clothes while the weather is still a bit cold, otherwise I’ll have to wait until next autumn and winter.

Check the water and electricity, lock the door, go downstairs and ride the Pink Lady at 45 miles per hour.

The exquisite boy sets out.

The venue was located in a corner of Shibuya. It was said that this venue was often used by nearby underground idols to hold open-air concerts. It could probably seat about a hundred spectators. When he arrived, the preparations were all done by the staff in blue uniforms.

With the help of a young lady, I successfully found the person in charge here.

"Mr. Moriki." Yin Ze's eyes lit up.

He walked quickly forward, his excitement evident in words, and enthusiastically grabbed the other person's hand and shook it up and down.

"Long time no see, long time no see. We haven't had the chance to meet since the radio play ended. Your mature and capable style in the recording studio left a deep impression on me. Since then, I have wanted to become an excellent member of society like you."

"Haha, wow, I didn't expect that I could become someone respected by others. I thought you would probably forget about me." The producer said embarrassedly.

"How is that possible!" Yin Ze said firmly.

"How are you feeling today?" Moriki Hiroshi asked. "Because this is just an ordinary live event, I didn't give you much preparation beforehand, but don't be nervous, just treat it as a face-to-face radio drama. The script has all the procedures and ads written down, so just read it."

"With a senior like Rina Hidaka who has a lot of experience in the workplace and strong social skills leading me, I believe we can make it a lively occasion," Yin Ze said.

"Alas, Rina entered the industry early, and although she is down-to-earth and smooth, she is still a girl in high school after all. You should show more manly responsibility." Moriki Hiroshi sighed.

"The producer is right." Yin Ze said, "By the way, I have to thank Mr. Moriki for getting me this opportunity."

"Hmm? Did Rina tell you?" Moriki Hiroshi thought for a moment and said, "Actually, it's not entirely my personal selfishness. Your ability and popularity are not bad, and you are a suitable choice at the moment."

"I just met Mr. Moriki by chance, but I am honored to receive your kindness. Besides being overwhelmed, I am truly grateful." Yin Ze was moved by the gentleman's selflessness.

"I have been doing similar programs for many years. The episodes of Dark Dream Talk made me see the potential of the two of you. I believe in my own vision. You will definitely be very successful in the future. I am just adding a little fuel to the fire." Moriki Hiro waved his hand. Seeing the subtle expectation in his eyes, he said earnestly, "You should also cherish the wonderful chemical reaction produced when you work with Rina. That will be your common wealth."

"……OK."

Although I didn't understand some of it, I still sent an "OK" to deal with it. This is the composure and calmness of an experienced person.

A few minutes later, he found his partner backstage.

The precocious senior was fixing her hair in front of the mirror with the help of a makeup artist. Her hair was beautiful, soft and black, and was tied into a beautiful knot. She was wearing a creamy white coat that was one size too big, which made her look even more petite. She was holding the script in her hand, frowning as she read it, as if she was rehearsing it in her mind.

It feels like whenever I see her, she always looks serious, which is not easy. Yin Ze sighed.

The senior raised his eyes by chance and saw the person standing behind him through the mirror.