Tokyo Sound

Nakajima Jianji shook his head and sighed in an old-fashioned manner.

"You came all the way to the company gate just for such a trivial matter. You, don't underestimate this place where the sweat of countless struggling newcomers has flowed! You should find a girlfriend as soon as possible!"

After saying that, the caring uncle floated away.

Only Yin Ze was left sitting on the sofa, still in self-doubt.

Chapter 79 I Never Thought of It

"What are you and Mr. Nakajima secretly talking about over there? Are you saying bad things about anyone?" Kashiwai Ippei gave someone a stern, questioning look.

"How is that possible? Nakajima-san and I don't know many people in common. Who can we complain about together? Can you please stop making assumptions about others with such malice?" Yin Ze said righteously, "I was discussing a professional topic like acting with my senior."

"Discuss majors? Just you?" Kashiwai Ippei became even more suspicious.

"Of course, I have come to my senses. I will work hard in the future. From today on, I will come to the company regularly to clock in, get to know people in the circle, and expand my network." Yin Ze said firmly.

"I'll just take it seriously for now." The agent obviously didn't take it too seriously, and threw the document in his hand to him, "Okay, this is a new audition for you. I got it after taking three saunas with others and almost getting cooked. This is not a supporting role, but the leading actor! Pay close attention and try to get it in one fell swoop. Based on my experience, this movie should be a hit."

"Last time you said you were accompanying someone to go bungee jumping. How come you always get these resources through some weird channels... But to be honest, with this level of mining ability, you shouldn't have successfully brought out a popular voice actor." Yin Ze took the file in confusion.

"Because I've never met a lucky guy who could make me bet my entire fortune on the mahjong table and deliberately give the cards to the big shots, nor have I met a lucky guy who could make me stop worrying about my stomach and liver and drink vodka at the risk of death."

Kashiwai Ippei sighed wearily like an old soldier who had fought in hundreds of battles and survived.

"In fact, recently, I don't even add sausage to my instant noodles. I only dare to put half of the supermarket seasoning in my tea-soaked rice. Every day when I wake up, my pillow is covered with fallen hair. I retch when I brush my teeth. When I'm alone in the car, I suddenly burst into tears. After all, I am still a flesh and blood body. I don't know how long I can maintain this overclocked and fully loaded sixth level of social animal skills."

"Before, when I saw the photos you posted on your Moments of you hugging waitresses in nightclubs and living a life of luxury, I thought you were just following the bosses and indulging yourself in drinking soup. I didn't expect you to risk everything?" Yin Ze was a little moved. "I made a comment to tease you, but you just responded with a laughing emoji, so I didn't take it seriously. Why did you hide it? Why didn't you just tell me the truth?"

"Just like a poor old father won't tell his son how hard he worked to earn the high tuition fees for college, I don't want you and Matsuoka to feel pressured when you go to the audition." The agent shook his head lovingly.

"Brother Kashiwa Jing treated me so well, but I didn't respond to his expectations before. I really feel unworthy of being a human being." Yin Ze couldn't help but wipe his moist eyes.

"No way, we are in the same boat, so of course we have to stick together through thick and thin, and we have to help each other." Kashiwa Ippei encouraged with a smile, "A temporary failure is nothing, as long as you succeed this time, we will slowly get better."

"Although I have always been cautious before, this time, I have to say it out loud! I must do my best!" Yin Ze said loudly.

"Good! You are so determined! My many hardships...and sufferings are not in vain!"

"Then I have a small problem here." Yin Ze flipped through the documents in his hand.

"what?"

"Is this protagonist a scumbag?"

"what?"

The agent did not answer this question. It seems that compared with the funding, production team, and acting salary, he has never cared about the more profound things about the work itself.

Voice actors definitely have some otaku vibes, but the same can’t be said for cold-blooded voice actor agents who only want a cut.

Before they separated to work, they even took a ride in the agent's off-brand car for a while. The pretty girl had taken it for repair because she had been carrying a heavy load that she couldn't bear before. After this trip, not to mention kickbacks and high-end meals, she didn't even get the money to buy the plaster head, and the electric car still needed to be repaired. It was a huge loss.

Sakura-san, you are the nightmare-level mutation factor in my life. You are so powerful.

Three days later, the weather was slightly warmer, in a recording studio in Tokyo.

Yin Ze came to the audition with a box of wafers and a bottle of mineral water. Although he was not a seasoned actor, he had been in the pot several times and was familiar with the audition process. There might be more than a dozen people taking turns to audition for the same role, and with other roles, it was no problem for him to spend most of the day with the production team.

In the past, someone would kill time with snacks, drinks and "The Sword of the Third Young Master" [Note: a TV series adapted from Gu Long's novel of the same name], but this time he is not here to play a supporting role, and the lines are not something meaningless, so it is worth pondering carefully.

Therefore, the memory of the film and television area has stopped functioning prematurely.

A floating window opened in front of the view, and the lines that would be used later were scrolling word by word, just like the mobile advertisements on the projection screens in shopping malls during the Chinese New Year.

While rehearsing silently in my mind following the teleprompter in my head, I found an empty seat in the lounge.

'At that time, I really wanted to take it. I wanted to get closer and touch her hand. Ha, forget it.'

'Perhaps this is just self-consolation. She will never know what I said or did in front of her grave. I can only rely on my memory to recreate her reaction in my mind.'

'I don't just blame myself, I'm also angry.'

"Not for any of you. Not for me either. I'm going to avenge... the innocent people who lost everything because of you!"

"Even those who are hostile to me were born into this world because they were deeply loved by someone."

"What an idiot you are."

'I may be the terminator of this war, but I have only laid the foundation for the next war. In hundreds or thousands of years, when people's hearts are mature and society is mature, God will press the start button again. As for the new fate that will eventually come, we, the old generation, are powerless. What you are doing is bound to fail...Grandpa.'

'Indeed, a lot of things happened, and a lot of people were entangled. But in the midst of the wounds, there is a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of happiness that is obtained after hard work. This is the only thing that humans will never lose.'

'No, I woke up early and won't go back to sleep. What are you eating today, Ahe?'

I feel like he is a person with a huge mental level and a lot of fluctuations in his thoughts.

Trying to empathize, he looked at the title on the cover of the script - "The Admiral of Yunyan Mansion" [Note: taken from the author's previous work "My Admiral Smoks Yunyan"] and thought.

"Excuse me, can you lend me your hand for a moment?" a soft, childish voice asked nearby.

As expected of a colleague, his voice is far gentler than that of an ordinary person.

Yin Ze quickly retracted his feet as if squatting to allow others to step over.

The man let out a "hey" and took a light step forward. His long black hair swayed in front of his eyes. He could even smell the clean and refreshing scent of shampoo, which was neither heavy nor strong.

"Thank you." The little girl said politely.

"fine."

The two people looked at each other from a short distance of one body length, their eyes touching in the air.

Seems familiar?

There are many people in the industry, but compared to jobs like chefs, drivers, shop assistants, and real estate agents, there are very few, especially newcomers of the same generation and the same period in major firms. When they first enter the industry, everyone is good at quality and cheap, so they often run around and make a few spoonfuls of soy sauce everywhere. Some people can always be met several times, even if you have never talked once, but at least you will be familiar with them.

"Ogura-san, are you here for the audition as well?" the boy greeted calmly.

"Yes." The little girl looked at him with a little surprise, "Big brother, do you still remember my name?"

"Of course." For someone who can replay his life anytime and anywhere, this is nothing to mention.

"...Mr. Takizawa, is that so?" The girl seemed to think hard for a few seconds.

"Yes."

"Sorry, I'm not sure. It's really rude." The girl couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Nothing. After all, it's all based on the impression I got from the routine self-introduction before starting work." The boy smiled and didn't mind.

The girl nodded with a small smile on her face, then sat down quietly beside him.

A conversation has ended.

"Isn't your friend here?" the girl next to her suddenly asked curiously.

"Which one?" Yin Ze looked up in surprise.

"He's the one who always does things in a methodical and hard-working manner." The girl described him briefly.

"You mean Matsuoka?"

"It's him."

"He didn't participate in this film. So, why do you ask that?"

"Because I often met him on the set and would say hello. I have a very deep impression of him." The girl said naturally.

"That's it."

Another exchange ended.

Then the girl spread out the materials and started to prepare for the class, and she quickly got into the state without asking any questions.

Yin Ze was still somewhat concerned and even a little distracted.

after all.

I didn’t expect Matsuoka would actually say hello to a girl?

Chapter 80: Yue Jinzhao

A young man from Hokkaido named Yoshitsugu Matsuoka was shivering in a corner.

His head was drooping as if he was going to bury it in his knees and read the script, and his expression switched to a poker face with no joy or sadness. He was a model of someone who was oblivious to the world outside and focused on reading the books of sages.

In fact, with his rich experience as a senior worker, he would not be so nervous, but this is not an ordinary film set.

...That's right, this is exactly the recording site of the juicy harem anime that someone has been dreaming about!

Having said that, the labels of the works are all about passion, fantasy, and friendship.

And it is far from the level of those adult entertainment disks in the adult section of the video store. At best, it is just a fight to get your clothes blown. The way to improve your fighting power is to flirt with girls, play some edge balls, etc. At most, it can tease the pure, kind and introverted students and paper man enthusiasts.

Besides, Song had worked as a waiter in a nightclub and had seen more unrestrained dancing and kissing scenes. Plus, the footage played on the set was a messy storyboard draft, so it shouldn't be so weak and defensive.

But the acting skills of my colleagues present were really superb... and the effects were often not quite there, so we had to keep trying and re-recording.

Very painful.

"It's too peaceful. Can the breasts be bigger?" The sound director frowned and gave feedback.

"I'll try my best." Hikasa Yoko said with a little regret.

"Hmm~ Boy, although I don't mind being a little rough, your moves are so emotionless that they won't endear you at all. Hehe, why don't you try to put down your weapon and let me show you how to do it?"

"The characterization is superficial and a bit deliberate. She doesn't seem like a dangerous, beautiful mature woman who has become accustomed to her devilishly slender figure and has begun to use it in fights to confuse her opponents." The sound director gave a cold and ruthless evaluation.

"…I'm so sorry." Hikasa Yoko's eyes were empty.

"If it really doesn't work, let's put it aside for now and record the following episodes first."

It is so difficult to put yourself in someone's shoes when you are in the middle of a fight that you cannot experience, so the sound supervisor chooses to process it later.

On the screen, the protagonist, who was in arrears with his painting style, didn't even knock on the door. As expected, when he opened the door, he ran into the stickman sisters who were changing clothes, and the situation immediately became a mess.

“Aa ...

Classic lucky pervert.

The protagonist, who was in poor condition, was defeated by his opponent and was about to die on the spot. At the critical moment, the leading female character and others arrived at the scene. After a series of idealistic speeches and intimate contact like refueling a car to replenish energy, the exhausted protagonist finally stood up again and killed the evil villain in one second with a sickle.

Of course, the highlight is naturally the energy replenishment section.

Of course, there are all kinds of sexy voices, and occasionally the back of the hand will be sucked to simulate the sound of a kiss.

"Chiu~ Ah, be gentler."

"You, you have to take responsibility."

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu suffered a lot every day.

After waiting for a long time, the break time finally came. Everyone sat down and chatted happily, chatting about topics other than work, such as which brand of clothes is good, and which color of lipstick is beautiful.

Hikasa Yoko of course returned to the junior she was responsible for, and saw the serious face of the junior, who seemed to be thinking about the birth and death of the universe. She thought that he was really shy, and couldn't help but want to say something, so she asked with a smile: "How was my acting just now? Is it not as rough as the sound supervisor said, or is it still very tempting?"

"I dare not listen! I dare not listen!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was terrified.

"What! Do you mean to say that my performance was completely unbearable to listen to?!" Senior Yoko was furious.

"No, that's not what I meant." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu quickly shook his head, "Actually, uh, it's actually very tempting."

"Yeah." Senior Yoko nodded in satisfaction, "Although you are quite good, I am still best at the tsundere style. When I have the opportunity one day, I will definitely refresh your cognition."

You don't have to.

"But it's really hard, lines like this." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said a little shyly, "... It's quite embarrassing, don't you feel awkward, senior?"

"Well, we are beautiful urban girls after all. It is impossible to say that we don't care at all, but we are professionals and we make a living from this." Senior Yangzi taught, "At work, it is impossible to encounter all the projects you like, but no matter how hard you try and how much you resist, you must complete them beautifully and neatly to fulfill your professional responsibilities. Maybe one day in the future, you will also have to dub a BL work, and then think back to what I said just now."

"Are all the people on the set of BL films male?" asked Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"Of course, it's BL after all." Yoko replied.

"Then I have no problem." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said confidently.

"That's right." Senior Yoko, who thought he had successfully taught, nodded again with satisfaction. After thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and asked quietly, "By the way, have you received any better resources recently?"

"What do you mean?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was puzzled.

"It's just supporting roles, main roles, and the like."

"Kashiwai-san told me that he is making arrangements, and he is currently trying to promote Takizawa first." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said truthfully.