Tokyo Sound

"You have to fight for it from time to time." Senior Yoko leaned closer and whispered, "If you can't get those high-profile, high-investment projects, can't you get the small otaku shows that are produced on the assembly line every quarter? For example, for shows like this, the highlight is not the male lead, as long as he performs stably."

This kind of… ?

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu glanced at the set which was almost entirely filled with women, including some majestic seniors, and his face turned grim.

"What? Are you the kind of noble artist who only wants to do something valuable and meaningful? Do you feel that this can't bring you spiritual satisfaction other than making a living?" Yoko wondered.

"Well, not really. It's almost the same meaning." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said ambiguously.

"Ah, what a simple and good child, still holding on to beautiful dreams. I hope that in the years to come, after experiencing all kinds of people and bad things, you can still keep your innocence like this." Yoko sighed, "That Takizawa who is inseparable from you seems rational and shrewd. Could it be that he thinks the same way?"

"He is knowledgeable and has made outstanding achievements. He met many outstanding people from all over the country in college. Although he studied liberal arts, he could also sign up to attend lectures by Nobel Prize winners. A person who is bathed in the glory of higher education should not be interested in such a tacky work, right?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu thought for a while.

"It's no wonder that Kashiwa would want to promote him first. He's probably worried that if this kind of person hangs around in meaningless otaku-pleasing film sets all day, he'll find it boring and retire, right?" Yoko said, and then gave the junior around her an encouraging look, "Of course, you don't have to envy others. Everyone has their own path. Your skills are improving quickly, you just lack an opportunity to show them off. In the future, you may not be worse than anyone else!"

"Yoko-san..." These words touched Matsuoka Yoshitsugu a little.

"So next, let's pay more attention to anime like this that are relatively easy to get started with!" Hikasa Yoko clenched her fist.

Uh.

The Hokkaido man, who was originally full of passion, regained his composure.

At the same time, on another set.

"What do you think?"

"Let's pick this one. His voice is impeccable, and his emotional processing is delicate. The transition from weak to strong is very accurate. His acting experience is enough for a newcomer, so he won't make any small mistakes."

"I don't have any objections either."

"Okay, it's settled."

"Where's the heroine?"

"This one, in every way, is a perfect match."

"Okay, then it's all finalized, and we can go through the process."

All the main creative staff left their seats and cut the Gordian knot.

a few days later.

"Ding, your special follow has posted a new tweet."

"Takizawa Satoru @9527yyds: The ocean disaster that swept the entire world changed the order. The seeds of fate were sown at the very beginning. This is just the beginning of the story of the fate carried by the boys and girls. This spring, ignite your blood! The most dazzling apocalyptic hardcore mecha battle series is coming! Retweet the tweet to participate in the luxury peripheral lottery! Click the link for details..."

Kashiwa Ippei looked at his phone, and after a while of indulging in the emotion brought by the realization of his dream, he sent a message to question and rebuke this person for writing such an exaggerated and mercenary slogan.

Shimazaki Nobunaga took a look and found that it was not a photo and a joke. Like many tourists who paid attention to it with impure motives, he shook his head regretfully and said that it was not doing its job. Also sighing were the female fans from all over the country who had not seen the new selfies for many days.

A younger senior who was taking tutoring classes at a private school saw it. Due to the different relationships between the agencies, she just liked it and commented with a thumbs-up emoji, trying her best to help. As a result, a bunch of twisted fans of Ai Ge in the back pushed her to the top of the comment section for people to appreciate.

The caring uncle Mr. Nakajima and his direct superior Ms. Hikasa are naturally the incarnations of ruthless forwarding machines.

Maaya Uchida, who was cooking, turned off the natural gas, sat on the sofa with her mobile phone in hand and started to draw the lottery according to the rules.

Sakura Ayane, who was doing homework at home, took a look, snorted, turned off the screen and ignored him.

Matsuoka Yoshitsugu clicked on the link and read the detailed production lineup and voice acting list. When he saw the CV of the heroine, he was a little surprised. For some reason, he smiled inexplicably. He immediately scratched his hair, put away his phone, and continued to go to work today.

Chapter 81 Today is a beautiful day

"Alas, my family is on the verge of bankruptcy in order to support you as the main character. I won't say much about my father, but he was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage three times due to excessive drinking, and once suffered from alcohol poisoning. Brother Matsuoka also digested too many passing roles in harem anime for you, and often hinted to me that he was in pain."

"Actually, I can help him share the burden..." Yin Ze insisted.

"You don't have to force yourself, he can handle it." Kashiwa Ippei said solemnly, "This is your first time to be the protagonist of a two-season series. This is a rare opportunity. Learn more and show yourself. Anyway, my liver won't be able to function properly in the short term."

"Is it really that bad? But you look pretty good." Yin Ze looked at his agent across the table, who had a ruddy complexion, bright eyes, and seemed to have gained a few pounds recently.

Logically speaking, he believed that Kashiwa-kun had worked hard, but he found it hard to believe that he didn't even want to risk his life... After all, if he really was such a one-in-a-million fighting fanatic, he wouldn't have run away from Dentsu.

"Are you exaggerating the cost of some entertainments in order to make me feel guilty as a disguised form of motivation?" Yin Ze suspected.

"I'm the kind of person who's dishonest? Isn't it true that when you're happy, you feel good?" Kashiwa Ippei wiped the barbecue oil from the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, let's not delay any longer. You should go to work. I'll take care of the remaining beef."

My goodness, they split the bill 50-50 when paying, but they kicked us out after just ten minutes of eating? For other voice actors, their managers helped them solve problems, asked about their well-being, and treated them as their dearest. But when it came to him, they both took a step back and called it working together.

It seems that we have to put the plan of changing agents on the agenda.

Considering that men are naturally carefree, calculating, and rational, it is best if the new agent is a woman. Also, considering that being too old will cause communication barriers, it is best to choose a young and energetic female agent. And since I have changed people, I must find someone with better abilities and wider connections. Of course, I don’t have such capital at the moment, so maybe I can only use my beauty as bait...

Thinking of this, the man was suddenly shocked and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Oh my god, how could I have such a shameless idea of ​​taking shortcuts and getting something for nothing? ! Ah Ze, ah Ze, have you forgotten how the song "A man should be strong" goes?

It took him a lot of effort to suppress the terrifying demon in his heart. After bidding farewell to his hateful agent, he quickly came to the recording studio where he had auditioned before.

"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Takizawa." The girl, who was dressed simply and had light makeup on, saw him from a distance and said with a smile.

To be honest, since I came here, I have met all kinds of people with distinct personalities, such as Sakura the hag, Hidaka the scheming, Kashiwai the miser, Matsuoka the struggling maniac, Shimazaki Nobunaga the two-dimensional, etc. This is the first time I have understood the serious Sakura girl in the rumors.

When I first met her, I was not amazed, but I felt that she was lovely everywhere. Time will remove the beautiful face, but it will refine the temperament. Maybe one day in the future, when her hair is white, her teeth are all gone, and she is too old to chew tofu, the look in this little girl's eyes will not change, and you can still see the agility that has never been lost.

"You're here so early, Xiaocang." Yin Ze waved.

"Actually, I arrived the second night." said the girl.

"Who's the last one?"

"What do you think?" the little girl said deliberately, unable to help but smile.

When Yin Ze saw the people in the recording studio who had already found their seats and were ready, he first took out his cell phone to check the time, and then fell into a subtle silence.

Isn't there still twenty minutes before the official start?

I just entered the industry and I started to roll in? So ruthless?

Please, this will make me look stupid.

"On the way here, I met a little girl who was lost. She was standing on the street crying helplessly. I couldn't bear it, so I took her to find a nearby patrolman." Humans are all owners of the face-saving fruit ability who are good at making excuses, so Yin Ze moved the good deed that was actually done a month ago to the present.

"You're so kind." Ogura Wei didn't doubt it and kept her big watery eyes wide open as always.

"It's just a small favor." Facing the innocent look in the little girl's eyes, even a thick-skinned man like him felt a little ashamed. He sat down obediently in the C seat that everyone had reserved for him.

Oh no... As soon as I sat down, I opened the movie and TV area to watch Justice Bao out of habit, then closed it.

Since it was the first time for everyone to meet, they basically all read their own scripts, and compared to previous sets, the colleagues this time were obviously mostly younger.

Not long after, the person in charge of the studio, the sound supervisor, entered the control room behind the glass wall. He was a thin uncle with short hair like a hedgehog, wearing a very showy patterned shirt, and holding a can of beer in his hand without any taboos, very relaxed.

"Good afternoon, I'm Masafumi Ichinose, let's skip the nonsense opening remarks. Please go through the formalities and introduce yourselves, then we'll get started." After the sound director said this, he sat on the swivel chair, stretched and yawned, as casual and calm as an experienced student who wouldn't get nervous because of unfinished homework.

The man looked around, felt the shyness of everyone, and thought that he should be the first to speak. He tried hard to recall the feelings of running for class leader in elementary school and expressing loyalty to the supervisor in the company. After a few words, he stood up and spoke with emotion.

"Dear director, dear colleagues, hello. I am Takizawa Satoru from I'm Enterprise. Here, I would like to thank the production team and all parties for their trust. I am honored to be selected to play the role of Aizuru in this work. For me, this is an honor and a mission. Mission means responsibility, and responsibility means responsibility. I cherish this opportunity and will do my best to do a good job in all aspects without causing any trouble. I also hope that my performance and interpretation will live up to everyone's expectations. I also firmly believe that under the correct guidance of the committee and the production party, and with the support and help of my colleagues, we will definitely contribute an indispensable and brilliant force to the development of the animation industry!"

The speech was rhythmic, powerful, and logical, and everyone applauded.

You look quite energetic, the lazy sound director raised his eyebrows.

"I'm Style Cube's Yui Ogura, the voice actor for Kotsuru. Thank you for your guidance." The little girl took over as the second one in the order. Normally, as the leading actress, she should have made a good opening speech, but the previous person had tried too hard and said everything she could say. After racking her brains, she could only say a simple sentence like this.

"Hey, everyone. I'm Yuki Kaji from Arts Vision, the voice actor for Ying Chen." A typical gentle Japanese man spoke.

"It's also Ayana Taketatsu from I'm Enterprise, for little Suba." said the girl with twin ponytails.

What? There are IM people here that I don't know about? Yin Ze looked sideways.

"Hello everyone, I am Hanazawa Kana from the Osawa Office, who plays the role of Prince Akishino."

After all, they were all young people, and there were no senior seniors with overwhelming aura, so they quickly relaxed. Except for the sound director Masafumi Ichinose, who seemed to be irrelevant, but was actually very demanding and had a rather sharp attitude towards feedback, which made people dream back to the days when they were working with demanding clients.

"Put away your texture, forget that you are a modern person, think about the troubles of a teenager on the edge of happiness, be more fragile and make people feel disappointed!" said the sound monitor who was holding a beer can and half wearing headphones.

"I'm not a real person..."

"It's been a long time since I met a straightforward man who would directly throw away the reason for shifting the blame. Since you are not one of them, and you are unable to immediately put yourself into the role of an indecisive man, your skills are even worse!" the sound supervisor scolded.

I see. After becoming the leading actor in anime, the standards have been raised a lot, and I will pursue subtle changes instead of the harmless changes when I was a passerby.

If you think about it carefully, whether it's the monster Gin or Elredo, these two current important characters, are both supported by gorgeous voice lines. The former's personality is relatively non-existent, and the latter is just a firework, and others only care about whether it looks good or not.

"The deadline is tight. I'll give you two more chances to try and fail. If that doesn't work, ask someone else to demonstrate." The sound supervisor said in an aggressive and harsh voice.

Such a tough and uncompromising work style is relatively rare in this workplace full of red tape, and everyone else suddenly felt like they were walking on thin ice.

But Yin Ze, who had experienced the experiences of various parties and had been tortured by the wise management team that was parachuted in to lead his fourth uncle and nephew, would not be so nervous and at a loss.

If there is a problem, you need to solve it instead of pretending to be pitiful and trying to gain sympathy and avoid it.

Besides, this is a male supervisor...he is not susceptible to temptation.

Oh my god, the inner demon is causing trouble again.

Yin Ze lowered his head to look at the script, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he was reflecting on himself. In fact, the Corridor of Life was running at an overclocked speed, searching for information and selecting references.

"Whether you are a good guy, a bad guy, a billionaire, a poor guy, a hero, or even a psychopath or a criminal, it is very easy to become them. You will understand once you become one." - Excerpted from "Nonsense"

The masters emphasize that starting from oneself and living in the role's situation is a way of experience that requires a lot of talent. Humans have their limits. At least no matter what you do, you can't find a mask that can turn you into an ultimate creature.

The essence of performance is "performance" and "acting". It is just a skill. The "performance" conveyed to the audience and the result is the most important. The audience also infers the "acting" through the "performance".

Moreover, the quality of the finished product is not entirely the work of the performer. The famous budget-saving warrior Anno-san has performed PPT performances, and it cannot be regarded as pure slacking. Combined with the mysterious relationship between the past and the present, it has a bit of charm. Kuleshov, who wrote "Shot and Montage", can make the same face express different feelings. This has nothing to do with the actors, it is purely a good shot.

The skills of "acting" can be made up for in countless ways, just like sound effects producers use breaking onions to simulate the sound of broken bones, and "performance" is modified by makeup, just like no matter how superb the bass technique is, without the help of pseudo-voice and voice-changing software, he can never perfectly match the voice of a young beautiful girl.

The most common theory in painting is that first of all, if the shape, color and material are similar, then the thing will definitely not go astray.

And in the end, what really makes you feel amazed is the emotion.

In order to capture such soul-like emotions, many actors would write short biographies, such as the one about Brother Ka Fai who was admired by the whole audience after he said, “I have finished speaking, who agrees and who disagrees?” [Note: refers to Hong Kong actor Tony Leung Ka Fai, the original scene is from the movie “Black Gold”].

But this is slow, and for someone who can't wait to use the Scarlet King to skip even the video ads, it's a bit too annoying.

There is only one fastest way, which is to let the character become yourself.

That is, I play myself.

Harrison Ford [Note: one of Hollywood's most popular male actors, his main works include the "Indiana Jones" series, etc.] smashed through the closed car window with a mop and rescued the child who was about to suffocate inside. When others thanked and cheered, this emotion called heroism was achieved, so there was Han Solo on the Millennium Falcon [Note: from the "Star Wars" series] and Indiana Jones in Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Tom Hanks [Note: a famous American actor, his major works include "Forrest Gump", "Saving Private Ryan", etc.] likes to chat and laugh with passers-by. When he sees others taking wedding photos, he will take the initiative to go up and bless them. His emotional experience of being a kind and approachable person gave birth to the captain who saved Ryan, the kind and clumsy Forrest Gump.

The best performance is to act yourself.

The experiential school obtains emotions, the methodological school uses emotions, and the expressionist school adds techniques.

A depressed teenager who is full of self-doubt and feels disconnected from the world.

What is the desired emotion?

The corridor of life flashes by, jumping accurately to a certain frame.

Yin, a junior high school student, fell asleep in math class. The teacher called him up and asked him questions. He said a bunch of irrelevant things with sleepy eyes. Then he was sent to the podium to do exercises in front of more than 50 people. He was unable to move the chalk for several minutes and was so anxious that his face turned red. The classroom was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Even after class, Yin, a sophomore, still felt that people were pointing fingers at him and laughing. He was very sad and regretted that he didn't listen carefully. His childhood sweetheart in the next class was good at dancing, but he was not good at anything. He felt very depressed and just wanted to go home and hope that the impact of the embarrassment would pass quickly.

When I was young and naive, I played with Martian language and read Director Guo’s pain literature in bed late at night, considering it a classic.

The emotions of the scarred boy were extremely clear... Even now that the corridor of his life had been accurately revealed, he was so ashamed that he had the urge to find a hole and bury himself in it immediately.

"Friends' regret for meeting too late, brothers' willingness to go through fire and water, family members' blood ties, elders' caring and concern, lovers' selflessness, they are all great, but they also have reasonable reasons."

Yin Ze opened his mouth slowly, summoning his emotions and adjusting his voice accordingly.

"Even if it's love at first sight, it's still someone who fulfilled a thought you've had in your heart for a long time. She happened to appear at a certain time and place and did something that you had buried deep in your heart. It could be an action, a smile, or even... just a sense of sight."

The demanding sound supervisor, with his hands behind his head, listened to the trial and error coming from the headphones, frowned, but did not call a stop. Instead, he slowly put his hands down, supported his chin and listened silently to the follow-up.

Soon, this section ended.

Ichinose Masafumi looked at the boy on the other side of the glass wall for several seconds.

Was this person a cook before? He said he put too much salt in the dish and immediately served a dish that was not salty?

The tough sound monitor couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

interesting.

"Okay, this part is over."

Chapter 82: You see, I'm not angry at all