Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

When Mizushumao said this, he smiled and waved his hands, "Actually, "JOJO" is more meaningful to male voice actors. After all, there are not many female roles in that work."

Azusa Hamaoka responded, turned his head to look at the tent, and thought: "I don't know much about the plot of the manga, but with a famous voice actor like you, the possibility of being shortlisted is quite high. If it doesn't work, you can talk to Di Taro , getting acquainted with each other will also help in future work, won't it?"

"Azusa, this is not good, and I believe in myself."

The corners of Mizukimao's lips curled up slightly, smiling calmly and confidently.

Azusa Hamaoka handed out the grilled meat skewers, expressing his sincere encouragement, but he was also thinking about his future direction.

.......

After taking a short rest and digesting the food in their stomachs, everyone played interactive games on the beach.

One of Neon's beach interactive games, Dead Watermelon.

First, place a watermelon on the beach.

Participants are then blindfolded and hold a bat.

Immediately afterwards, he had to successfully smash the watermelon under the reminder of his companion.

Although there is only one person smashing melons in this game, everyone can participate in the whole round.

Relying on the form of drawing lots, the first person to smash the melon was Kitahara Iori.

"Beiyuan, ten meters forward."

"No, it's five meters ahead to the left."

"Actually, the watermelon is right in your footsteps. If you take a step back, you can smash it."

Kitahara Iori, who was blindfolded, walked silently after listening to these prompts, which she did not know the authenticity of.

Meanwhile, Kujo Tetaro was chatting with someone.

"I went to the Celestial Dynasty alone, without bringing anyone else, my girlfriend..."

Kujo Tetaro paused, and stepped back abruptly.

boom!

The solid wooden stick hit the sand hard.

Kitahara Iori took off the blindfold, looked at the unscathed and healthy man, and smiled apologetically.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Di Taro, I thought it was a watermelon."

Kujo Tetaro was not angry, and said gently: "It's okay, smashing the watermelon, there will inevitably be some errors, I can understand, well, it's time for me to replace it now."

"Hey, Di Taro, according to the lottery, the next one is Miss Zi."

Kitahara Iori squeezed the wooden stick tightly, and the lines of his face gradually collapsed.

Azusa Hamaoka waved his hand, and said with a half-smile, "It's okay, I'll leave it to Di Taro."

"Azusa..."

Kitahara Iori pouted, and looked at the eyes of the purple-haired woman, not only wide-eyed, but also bloodshot.

After Daitaro Kujo grabbed the equipment, he put on the blindfold slowly.

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, Kitahara Iori hurriedly fled away.

"Why don't you just stop playing, it's a pity that the watermelon is broken."

Furute Kawa Nanaka raised her chin and looked at the watermelon unbearably.

"No, Miss Nanahua."

Kujo Ditaro swung the stick casually, but there was a crackling sound of the whip.

"Won't?"

Furutegawa Nanahua was a little puzzled.

Kujo Tetaro nodded, the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

"Don't worry, it won't be the watermelon that breaks."

"Not watermelon? What is that?"

Kujo Tetaro didn't need to answer, Furute Kawa Nanaka saw the next scene very clearly.

I saw that the melon smasher ignored everyone's reminders and went straight to the black-haired man.

Kitahara Iori's heart trembled, and she scrambled and hid behind the others.

He was obviously wearing a blindfold, but Kujo Totaro walked around the crowd slowly as if he had a clairvoyant.

While Kitahara Iori couldn't believe it, she kept changing her shield.

However, it is a pity that I often stand by the river without getting my shoes wet.

Imamura Kohei's face was ferocious, and with a sweeping cross-legged move, he directly knocked over the black-haired man.

Kitahara Iori didn't have time to exhale the fragrance, he felt his eyes dimmed and his brain was trembling.

"do not!"

Kitahara Iori rolled her eyes.

The reason for this is because, a few centimeters away from his legs, there is a thick and black...wooden stick.

As long as there is a slight difference, it is a thousand miles away.

Chapter 330 Six: Watching the Olympics is just for fun, but you still have to learn Pab to play volleyball!

"Cut... all right? I thought it was watermelon."

Kujo Tetaro took off the blindfold, looked at the frightened black-haired man, and smiled apologetically.

Kitahara Iori paused for a while, then smiled and stood up.

"It's okay, smashing the watermelon, a little error is not normal."

"I think you can understand, after all, you were wrong just now."

"Hahaha, in Pab, there is no one who cares about everything, Di Taro, of course I can understand you, you are definitely not the kind of person who cares about everything."

"As expected of you, my dear friend, you understand well."

The two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was enjoyable.

Witnessing this scene, Mizushumao was quite emotional.

"It's such a precious friendship."

"It's not so much a beautiful friendship..." Furutegawa Chisa hesitated to speak.

The corners of Azusa Hamaoka's lips curled up slightly: "It's more like coercing each other, using words to force the other party not to do it again."

Kohei Imamura knelt down on one knee and added: "Master Mao, they are all scum, please keep your eyes open."

Shui Shumao waved his hands again and again, "The scum is too exaggerated, and you get up first..."

"I took the watermelon and chilled it."

As the watermelon was carried away by Furute Kawana, the interactive game of smashing the watermelon could only be forced to end.

Everyone did not disappoint and played beach volleyball.

As we all know, volleyball is a sport that is good for the body and mind.

One of the places where you can get the most exercise is the human face.

The reason why it is the face is because...

"It's about to go."

Kitahara Iori held the volleyball in his hand, his expression instantly ferocious.

At the same time, whether it was his teammates or the hostile two, their faces gradually collapsed.

boom!

Kitahara Iori jumped up and slapped the ball vigorously.

Although Kujo Tetaro was injured, moderate exercise did not affect him.

Tokita Shinji clasped his hands together and lifted the volleyball.

"Di Taro, catch it!"

Kujo Tetaro didn't answer, but just gave a powerful smash.

Of course, beach volleyball is not a boxing competition, he can't play it for real.

Iori Kitahara tilted her head slightly, and the volleyball brushed past, bringing up a gust of wind.

boom!

Kotoshiryu Jiro raised the volleyball and shouted, "Iori, why are you in a daze, catch the ball!"

The senior can catch it?

Kitahara Iori turned her head in astonishment, was stunned for less than half a second, the corners of her mouth raised strangely.

Without hesitation, he jumped and smashed.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Whether the volleyball game is exciting or not depends on whether the expressions of the players on both sides are in place.

Just imagine, after the whole match, the contestants looked almost calm, did they lose the inner flavor of passion?

On the contrary, violent players with hideous faces, even if the game is not played well, can still make the audience's blood boil!

At this moment, the people watching from the sidelines were somewhat amazed.

"It's really a deadly move, and I hate it to the bone."