Tokyo Sound

"Sheng Hui!"

With a doll in his left hand and a bag of CDs in his right hand, Matsuoka Yoshitsugu had just taken a few steps when he realized a fatal problem: he had only rice but no pot - he didn't have a game console, and if he wanted to play it, he had to spend a lot of money to buy a device.

The migrant soldier's face suddenly turned pale.

……

"Hey, look, who is this? He really stole the show today, the popular voice actor."

Her medium-length hair was tied into a single ponytail, and she was wearing the same dark brown jacket as him. Although her height was just barely the average for middle school girls, Sakura Ayane looked down at the man on the platform with a condescending attitude and said with a forced smile.

Unexpectedly, Sakura-san came.

As expected, Classic added insult to injury.

All the sufferings I endured this time were mocked as showing off, which is really infuriating!

"When a soldier dies in battle, the first things the flies notice are his flaws and scars. They suck on them and buzz around, feeling proud and thinking they are more heroic than the dead soldier." Yin Ze said indifferently.

"Oh my, you are indeed a beautiful and talented person. When you open your mouth, you can only compose metaphors and satires. I am not well educated and dare not talk to the popular voice actor."

"If you have something to say, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush and rub salt into your wounds?!"

"Haha, why don't you extend your hand? Weren't you shaking hands happily with everyone just now? Now it's my turn to turn a blind eye?" Sakura narrowed her eyes like a predator before hunting and stretched out her clean and delicate little hand.

The guy on the stand also extended his hand in a businesslike manner.

They held hands, nothing special.

But two seconds later, both sides almost simultaneously raised their eyebrows, their eyes suddenly became fierce, and their forearms moved their wrist bones synchronously, exerting force rapidly. Both sides' hand bones were tense, their muscles and skin turned red, and they entered a state of mutual torture!

"You weren't that 'passionate' when talking to your fans just now, popular voice actor!" the girl said through gritted teeth.

“Nonsense, because force is mutual!” The boy sneered. “Although I don’t know what’s wrong with you today, I have already anticipated your sneak attack. How about you just give in this time? It’s been too long since I showed the spirit of a real man, so I am bullied by someone every day. Do you think you can succeed now that you are exhausted both physically and mentally? Humph, pinching your palms, that’s something only children can play… Ugh, ahhhhhhhhh!!”

The real man's spell was interrupted before he could even stand up, and he let out a shameful and miserable cry.

As a typical bad girl, Sakura would resort to despicable tactics when she was in a disadvantageous position. At this moment, the healthy white nails on her five fingers turned into sharp knives and pierced into the boy's hand.

"A collector's edition." Sakura Ayane, who killed her opponent in seconds, said lightly.

"Sheng...Sheng Hui."

……

"Takizawa-kun, I'm here today too, are you surprised?" The girl with a strong neighborly vibe came forward with a small jump, waved her hand and greeted him energetically. Her smile was as pure and healing as a spring day.

"At this point, even if Godzilla suddenly appears, I won't feel any fluctuations."

The boy, who had gone through so much hardship and was heartbroken, sat there quietly.

"Thank you for coming, but I can't smile at the moment, sorry."

"Yes, really? You must be tired, right?" Uchida Maaya was a little embarrassed, "Well, you don't look very well..."

"It's okay. I can still bear it."

"You've been working for so long, you must be hungry, do you want to go eat something later? Oh, your hands are so red, are you allergic? Does it hurt or it itchy? You have to work here for a while, right? Do you need me to buy some ointment from the pharmacy?" the girl said with concern.

"Uchida..."

"Ok?"

"You are so gentle." The boy was touched and impressed.

He will not yield in the face of a storm, but once faced with 100% kindness and care, the layer of ice that protects him will melt quickly as if exposed to the bright sun, and wet a large area of ​​the cold ground like tears.

Uchida Maaya smiled.

"A collector's edition?" The senior cashier who was observing nearby was already used to it and was even quick to answer.

"Two, two. My brother and I both want to play."

"For a family, one portion is enough." The boy covered his mouth and whispered, "I won't get any commission anyway, so don't waste extra money."

"The money is ready, so why not exchange it for something delicious and give it to you later?" Uchida Maaya tilted her head slightly, her feminine power bursting out.

"That's great." A warm feeling surged through the boy's heart.

"The line is getting shorter. Speaking of which, Junior-kun, I won't discuss anything else. Do you want to buy this game yourself? Do you want me to save a copy for you on the spot in advance?"

Hidaka Rina sent the neighbor sister away. The state changed from a smiling cashier to a nagging boss lady, with her hands on her hips and asked.

"Don't let me see this thing again, thank you." Yin Ze manually raised the corners of his mouth to greet the next customer.

Chapter 74: Friends and Family Remote Control

"A person's life should be spent in this way: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed of having done nothing." - A red warrior.

When Yin Ze was still in primary school, he had been reading the book How the Steel Was Tempered. He was shocked by the grandeur of the struggle for the liberation of all mankind day and night. He was determined to become a useful person to the society.

Reading Xun Geer, watching Teacher Yi's Three Kingdoms Forum, hiding in bed and enduring fear while listening to the legend of the wild man of Shennongjia on the radio, and running for the position of team leader who can wear the three-bar armband. All the time, the young people are thinking about the people of the world, constantly honing themselves and enriching their knowledge.

Until he was publicly detained in junior high school for failing English dictation.

The three-good student never expected that he would encounter a fatal Waterloo just after being promoted to junior high school. Looking at the sunset outside the window, the red cross on the homework book, and the harsh reprimand from the teacher that he had never heard before.

The young man hung his head sadly, his heart broken, and he became just like everyone else.

I am just relying on a little cleverness, but I actually want to be on par with Comrade Korchagin [Note: Pavel Korchagin, the protagonist of How the Steel Was Tempered], who is so wise, brave and determined. I really don't know what I am talking about.

A shooting star streaked across the sky, and there was no place for him.

He still chose to divorce Mrs. Niu. Now, slacking off, wasting time, and doing nothing have become his little sweetheart and favorite.

After a hard day's work, Yin Ze fell asleep as soon as he got home. When he woke up, he immediately drank Coke and smoked cigarettes to restore his boundless magic power. He turned on his computer and passionately competed with the online heroes in the virtual world.

We must never forget to combine work and rest, and this is also a period of recovery from psychological trauma.

He stands on the moral high ground of slacking off!

The sounds of mouse and keyboard are incessant, and every input command is a peak confrontation of wisdom, dignity, courage and reflex nerves!

"Shadow Fiend: The opponent is stealing Roshan, hurry up!"

A series of exclamation marks lit up on the small map. In the big pit, the teammate who had taken the invisibility charm quietly mixed in and detected the movement. At the same time, four teleportation arrays lit up in the bottom lane instantly. The team's decision-making and execution were moving. A team battle broke out immediately. Seeing this, Shadow Fiend smiled evilly, swayed on the spot, and sang the ultimate skill Soul Elegy.

But after cutting the screen again, there was only a pile of dust on the ground.

"Shadow Fiend: Damn! Why did the opponent put a true ward?"

Before the fight even started, they had already lost a big brother, and everyone was ready to retreat. But they didn't have time to retreat, and the Earth-shaking Divine Bull holding a Kohler dagger flashed in the middle of them. The sky was also overcast, thunder roared, and Zeus released a full-screen ultimate move, and bright lightning struck their heads. Immediately afterwards, the Divine Bull flashed with sparks, and the teammate's head fell to the ground on the spot.

Yin Ze, who was lucky enough to survive, immediately shouted "It's collapsed, it's collapsed, sell it, sell it!" and ran away very quickly. The Minotaur behind him chased him for a long time with a big stick in his hand, but seeing that there was no hope of getting a pentakill, he decisively threw away the mouse and quickly typed a forbidden spell on the public screen with both hands.

"The God of War at Hulao Pass (Earth-shaking Bull): Dad!!!"

Yin Ze paused, as if brainwashed by the spell. He turned around like a big earth and was beaten to death with a big stick by the minotaur who caught up with him with a smile on his face.

"Shadow Fiend: This fight is a piece of crap, you know how to play Lycan! Go to the jungle to farm, why are you laning? Use your ultimate to steal Roshan after you get the gear! Someone else got there first!"

The accused Yin Ze had nothing to say and chose to keep quiet.

"Shadow Fiend: I bought Black King Bar, why did you buy Arcane Boots? I'm really impressed, you're such a wimp!"

Forget it, I’ve clicked it, this one is gone.

"Pure Love Exterminator (Shadow Demon) has left the game"

The man sighed, suddenly realized something, and glanced at the phone screen in confusion.

……

"No one is like an island, living alone in the ocean. Everyone is like a piece of soil, connected to the whole land. Everyone's death is my sorrow. Don't ask for whom the bell tolls, because it is your own soul that is being saved." - A preacher from a merchant family.

When Sakura Eiji was still in kindergarten, he was always reading books at home and abroad, drawing lessons from the past and the present, and thinking about the world. He was impressed by the magnificent and long history of mankind, intoxicated by the wisdom of great men, and determined to become such a trend-setter.

Studying academic subjects, traveling to see wonders and broaden your horizons, signing up for knowledge contests, and studying law, I always push myself to become an elite.

Until he was slacking off for a rare time and was dragged to a social gathering by his roommate.

After the emotionless academic master was promoted to the Eastern University realm, he felt for the first time the throbbing in his heart like a bull running wildly.

Looking at the quiet, gentle, and charming girl sitting across the table, she smiled sweetly, as if she was burying him in a honey pot and suffocating him.

The academic master hung his head in shame. If he couldn't even cut off his love, how could he be the judge and defender of human laws?

Faced with a beautiful girl who was much younger than him, Sakura Eiji tried his best, using all his logical analysis skills developed from solving problems to pursue the girl.

Like a meteor, there is no place for him in history books.

He still chose to divorce his ideal. Now, making money, forming cliques, starting a business and getting rid of the president are all his new goals and his favorite things.

"Nagakage-kun, you've been in our company for several months, right?" Sakura Eiji was standing on the rooftop, enjoying his wife's loving bento while taking a lunch break.

"Yes, thanks to Sakura-san's care." The young member said respectfully while biting into a shabby convenience store sandwich.

"Your previous company wasn't bad, so why did you leave after less than two years? If you stick around for another year, you'll be considered a stable income earner by the bank, and it won't be too difficult for you to get a loan." Sakura Eiji picked up a piece of chicken and asked about a sensitive workplace topic. "Since Mr. Konosuke Matsukami proposed the concept of lifetime employment, this business model has been imitated by countless companies. It has been stable for many years and is not easily eliminated. It can be considered a symbol of Japanese companies."

"…It's not a problem of my ability, nor am I guilty of an irreparable mistake." The young employee sighed, "I don't have any disrespect for those bigwigs who have contributed to the national economy. It's just that old-school companies are a bit rigid, and many places still implement a seniority system. Salaries and values ​​are determined not by ability, but by length of service and status, which frustrates me."

"I see. No wonder you're here. Indeed, our company has only been around for a short time, so it's still thriving and vibrant." Sakura Eiji said calmly, looking down at the Peppa Pig that his wife had made on the rice with seaweed. "But, Nagakage-kun, in my humble opinion, this place is not far from decaying."

"...Sakura-san, what do you mean?" the young employee who was drinking cheap convenience store milk asked in confusion.

"As the head of the design department and also serving as the legal advisor, I know better than anyone what direction this ship is heading. In the past years, we have indeed produced a number of acclaimed products that have been recognized by all parties, but the president is satisfied with the status quo and is afraid to challenge higher areas. The leader in this industry has wanted to acquire us for a long time." Sakura Eiji was reluctant to destroy his beloved wife's graffiti, so he planned to swallow it whole.

“…This.” The young member was stunned.

"When dealing with such a small company with outstanding capabilities, they either rely on their tonnage to crush it, or spend money to buy in high-level executives. In short, the interests, status, and majesty of the big brother cannot be lost. This is nothing new." Sakura Eiji said with a mouth full of seaweed. "As for the president, the raging fire of ambition in the past has long been extinguished. He has surrendered. Before long, this place will be filled with the sticky blood of the old stubborn people flowing in their veins."

When the young members heard this, their expressions were filled with the sadness of the ancient strategists who were not appreciated for their talents.

"Chang Jing-kun, I don't know what you think. But I am not willing to accept this. A world without a torch to hold the flames of young people's ideals is really too deformed."

Sakura Eiji said in a deep voice, and the pink plastic chopsticks cut through the air like a sword towards the city scenery.

"I have already contacted the backbones and even the persons in charge of the technical, business, personnel, administrative, and planning departments. We will become a spark in the darkness!"

"You want to overthrow your superiors?!" The young employee's face changed drastically, "Aren't there... so many people who haven't signed non-compete agreements?"

"The beer-bellied president who is about to become a dragon was once a young and handsome dragon slayer with sword-like brows and starry eyes." Sakura Eiji said with a sigh, recalling the roommate who had dragged him to the social gathering.

"But, but, if there are one or two of them leaving the club at this level, it's okay, at most they're just traitors, but with so many, they're rebels! How will the industry view this?!" The young member felt uneasy.

"So, do I have to accept this? Do I have to admit defeat?" Sakura Eiji's eyes seemed to be filled with blazing flames. "Even if there are many setbacks, difficulties and obstacles, I will mutilate my body and turn it into a raging fire! Even for a moment, I will illuminate the night!"

The ambitious young member stared blankly at the man who almost choked on the seaweed rice ball. In the end, he was captured by his charisma.

"Sakura-san, aren't you afraid that I might become your competitor in the future?" the young member asked in a deep voice.

"These days, if you can't even train a few rivals, what's the point of being a boss?" Sakura Eiji said with great magnanimity, his heroism reminding people of the great generals who went against the current in the Warring States Period.

"I understand. Please let me join too!" The young member was convinced.

"Of course no problem, let's embark on the journey together!" Sakura Eiji shook hands vigorously with the young man.

Another talented person was recruited, which brought him one step closer to achieving hegemony.

Ding ding ding.

A new text message was received on the phone.

Sakura Eiji took a glance and his expression immediately became extremely solemn and his brows were deeply furrowed, as if the president of the United States was suddenly asked to deal with the Cuban Missile Crisis, exuding an extremely serious aura.

"Nagakage-kun, I have something urgent to do. Please go back to the office first." Sakura Eiji said a few words, put away the love bento, and left in a hurry.

The young member looked at the anxious figure and felt confused and uncertain.

Could it be that the rebellion code-named "Spark" went wrong, was exposed, or even had an insider?

Sakura Eiji went downstairs in a hurry, looking at the text message repeatedly and reading it several times to make sure he understood the complete request.

"I'm going to buy some painting supplies tomorrow. When you get home tonight, or before you leave tomorrow morning, leave the money on the dining table."

Isn't it just exercise equipment? Is it necessary for my good daughter to go out and buy it herself?

Dad will get it done today!

Ever since Ayane grew up, she no longer wanted to be intimate with her father! She even asked her mother for pocket money... although her mother also asked her for it.

This is a rare moment of dependence and pampering from my daughter now that she has grown up!

The pillar of the family happily went to the underground garage, got into his beloved car, started the engine, and pampered his daughter with pay.

The far other side.