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"From my calculations, I can even go to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water. By the way, don't you want me to treat you? Come, let's go together. My brother can choose what he wants to drink."

"It's almost here, what else to buy, just take two steps to go to work!" Yuma Haneda suggested, staring at the time.

"The matter has come to this, what's the difference between running two steps and walking over? So far, what's the point of you insisting on going the same way with me and wanting to understand my job transfer method?"

Yin Ze frowned.

"You just entered the industry, so I don't know. But I've been to various studios in Tokyo in the past few years, and I know which aisle vending machine is good or not. The drinks sold in this one are very non-mainstream. Go up It's too late to regret it!"

"What if the elevator is stopped on a certain floor by the cleaning lady? Are you sure there will be no accidents? One minute more or one minute less will cause huge losses in lateness and absenteeism!"

"No, the recording studio is on the third floor, so it's okay to walk up the stairs."

"... Onishi, look at senior, don't talk about him!" Haneda Yuma has lost his mind, he is now in a very ambiguous state with someone, in a passionate love mode of being locked in arms and shoulders.So much so that if I want to run to work, I have to carry a load.

"I have just entered the industry, and I have to learn a lot from my seniors." Onishi Saori replied formulaically.

"..."

In the end, Haneda Yuma could only admit that he didn't want to treat guests.

So someone walks like flying, the left hand is a rookie, and the right hand is directly under the younger sister.

Arrive at the recording room.

Time is precise and precise.

PS: I wish all the students who took the postgraduate entrance examination a successful landing!

Chapter No.80 It’s Too Cold Today

"Have you ever heard of the term "secondary illness?"

A voice spoke slowly.

"It is said that this is a terrible disease that is easy to suffer from in the second year of junior high school when we are in puberty."

"Unfinished self-awareness mixed with daydreams, and finally people will make all kinds of weird words and deeds..."

"|A person who only read juvenile comics yesterday, suddenly picked up the full German "Faust" today, completely ignorant of the essence of bitterness, but obsessed with black coffee. I am more convinced that I have an unknown, special power. That's the kind of thing."

"And I also suffered from severe secondary illness in junior high school. I called myself the Dark Flame Emissary, and my signature line was—"

The voice suddenly became louder.

"Be devoured by the flames of darkness!"

With slanted bangs covering his right eye, his past self used a deep, charming, and youthful voice, reciting and shouting magnificently.

"..."

The boy knelt on the ground, silently looking at the junior high school notebook that he had written all kinds of settings, spells, and crooked illustrations in the past.

The sense of shame spans the distance of time, surging waves in the heart, making the scalp numb and the back feel cold.In the end, I rolled and trembled on the tatami floor to resolve it.

This is a terrible disease that makes people feel socially dead just by remembering it.

Model guns, unidentified imitation silver jewelry, high-grade plastic swords, divination-style toys, all of these were stuffed into cardboard boxes and moved to the balcony first, intending to wait until the day to completely dispose of them.

The bright moon exudes a platinum-like brilliance, quietly and almost imperceptibly embedded in the dark blue sky, illuminating the buildings and streets in a snow-green color, as if coated with a layer of mercury.

"Of all the vices of man, pride is the most numerous. It appears in many forms, but is concealed under a very complicated disguise. That disguise is like the veil that hides the moonlight. It is both the brightness of the moon and the The shadow of the moon. Although it can hide the moon from us, it can also make the moon reveal itself because of incomplete hiding..."

The boy stood on the balcony, looking up at the night sky and the night scene, muttering to himself like a poet.

"From now on, I will let go of the past, become a mature person, and welcome my new future."

I can only do this, no, I have to do this!

Just when the boy was enjoying this peaceful moment.

A strong nylon rope was hanging from the balcony upstairs, so caught off guard, so weird.

"?"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of rubbing clothes was heard, and the calf wearing black knee socks appeared in the field of vision, as well as the purple tutu skirt above.

"Uh?"

The boy stared blankly at the legs and feet above his eyes. The scene of clumsy kicking in mid-air due to lack of strength reminded him of a rabbit being caught, and he was really unable to give any response.

Finally, he realized the trouble and planned to go over to help, so he stretched out his palm in a strange way, and supported the pair of slender feet that were flying in the air.The other party stepped on it tentatively a few times, and the boy's palm suddenly felt silky and warm.

The man with the rope finally stepped on the balcony.

The appearance of the whole person can also be seen clearly through the moonlight.

It was a very strange girl, wearing a delicate dress inspired by the Victorian era and the Rococo era. The skirt was held up by the petticoat, making it look fluffy and bulging, and it also revealed some white thighs that were not covered by the knee socks. Under the moonlight, the lace of the knee socks looks divine.

She has a bow in front of her neckline and a tie in her hair.Contrary to the world, unreal, like the son of a nobleman leaving a court banquet.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the right eye, which looks like a white eye patch for medical care.

"See?" The girl lowered her head and asked.

"Ah...?" The boy subconsciously stared at the knee socks, then quickly backed away, shaking his head vigorously, "No, no."

The girl stared at him for a while, didn't say much, and continued to descend by the rope.

The boy watched her walk from the second floor to the ground, and finally trot away like an elf.

...

Part A, halftime.

"Thanks for your hard work. The performance is as stable as ever." Yukino Nagasaki stretched backstage. The small control room was filled with heating, which made people feel very lazy. "Let's take a break."

Master Yin compared his thumb to the sound monitor through the glass, conveying his heart with gestures.

"Everyone has worked hard."

Yin Ze turned around and said kindly to the other voice actors present.

This time it was very magical.

Because a certain person is the oldest in the scene, even if there is a contemporaneous person like Matsuda, he is also the protagonist after all, so the identity of the chairperson can't escape, he has to take the lead to control the atmosphere, at least chat with the newcomers.

In the past, at this time, it was the seniors who communicated with each other, and someone would feel at ease in the corner, watching TV dramas and listening to music.

"Ms. Mitsusaka not only has a nice voice, but she is also very handsome. She is also very stable. Did you really start your career as a voice actor last year?" Yin Ze had a spring-like smile on his face.

"Mm, um...you too." The female voice actress with ponytails seemed a little strange, but she still responded.

"It's well-dressed, very fashionable, and very beautiful." Yin Ze continued to affirm.

"That, that, please don't say that." The female voice actor forced a smile.

Ah this.

The man was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, maybe my wording was too straightforward, but I didn't mean to offend, but I simply and sincerely think Miss Mitsusaka is cute. There is no other meaning." Yin Ze explained embarrassingly.

"So, so, don't call me cute anymore. I'm actually not used to this kind of..." the female voice actress whispered.

"That's it, I'm sorry." Yin Ze was a little confused.It was as if his own words were being repelled.Maybe a more traditional and reserved person?

Mari Haneda returned to her seat and continued to concentrate on reading the script. She was still a little dissatisfied with her performance.

"Sister, you did a great job." Yuma Haneda, who was in charge of Anonymous, came up to show his hospitality at this time.

"It's really that good." Mari Haneda said helplessly without raising her head, "Didn't you see that I was corrected by the sound monitor several times?"

"So what, after all, there are so many words, you only made a few mistakes, which is already very good." Haneda Yuma praised without hesitation.

"But it's okay for the male lead once." Mari Haneda added.

"Well, I'm a senior anyway, with more experience, so it's understandable." Yuma Haneda said reluctantly, humming like a mosquito.

This morning, on the set of "The Crying Pineapple".

Yuma Haneda watched someone's interpretation of Durian Senpai up close.At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, and even felt that this person was a bit casual, with template acting skills, but mediocre, I can do it myself.

But after watching the entire first half of the performance just now, I felt the pressure in my heart again.

The most impressive thing is the word "random".Probably, if you need to put in some effort, someone will put in some effort. He is very moderate, without wolfishness, and lacks the spirit of striving and making progress.

It is very similar to the kind of middle-level old fritters who only want to meet the standards in the company and do not try to make more revenue for the collective. Occasionally, the team leader will say a few words, and they will only verbally talk about improving next time.

As long as the child supply is three points, then three points.

If the main player wants seven points, then seven points, and if necessary, step on the gas pedal and push nine points.

Everything counts.

At first I mistook it for laziness.

...But looking at it now, it might not be a kind of extravagance of the strong.And in the final analysis, only if the strength is very high, can the production needs be so well grasped.

My combat strength is only [-], and this guy is at least [-].

Yuma Haneda frowned.

Onishi Saori, who also watched the acting process of the senior, also frowned.

...From another point of view, this is a disguise!

When those challengers who don't know the truth see this situation, most of them think that this person has no morals and no talents, so they must be contemptuous and careless in their hearts, and when they really face each other, they will be killed by surprise.

What a terrible person, he never leaves any flaws, even sells flaws.

So rigorous, with such a heart as deep as the sea, how dark and profound the ambition that drives him to live like this must be.

"Da, Daxi, you don't have to be nervous. During the rookie period, you can lower your requirements." Matsuda sincerely hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to come over to appease his younger generation.Because she looks worried all the time.

"I'm fine, I'm not that nervous..." Onishi Saori hesitated.

"What are you thinking? Did you encounter trouble on the first day?"

"It's okay, I was just thinking about acting skills."

"Acting skills?" Matsuda sincerely heard the words, and his eyes lit up. "Where are you confused? Tell me?"

"It's Mr. Takizawa. When he played the leading role, he was in a completely different state from the morning. I felt a real gap." Saori Onishi said.

"That's it, he was already very strong in the first place. In the past, when he competed with each other, he still had the upper hand." Matsuda said sincerely and happily.

"But senior, aren't you the winner of the Newcomer Award? Shouldn't you be the most powerful?" Onishi Saori was puzzled.

"The evaluation of the newcomer award is quite diverse. In fact, the award does not determine anything. In fact, the direction of progress is different for me and him. He is more concerned about the change of the voice and is willing to explore the possibility of the sound range. What he wants is thousands of people. The talent and shaping of my voice are not so strong, but I am also more inclined to the skills of acting and the carving of emotions, that is, one person, one soul..."

Matsuda spoke with sincerity.

"Daxi, what you have to do now is to accumulate, and then slowly look for advantages and dig out the characteristics. Not everyone is as talented as him. And the distinctive style also helps the career development to a certain extent. I think, you are in This aspect is quite like me, why not practice according to my method first, and then explore your own direction."

This is, solicitation?

"Here, Mr. Takizawa won't be angry if he finds out, right?" Onishi Saori was very cautious.

"Angry? How come?" Matsuda smiled sincerely, "I haven't seen him angry a few times. Even if he really scolded you too much, just call me and I'll help you talk about it."

What a tender feeling.

Could it be that although Mr. Matsuda also has ambitions, is he pursuing the most benevolent and the most benevolent?

One is domineering and the other is benevolent?

"Then I'll leave it up to you, Senior." Onishi Saori plucked up the courage to take a step forward.

...

Master Yin didn't notice the weird thoughts of the newcomers, he saw these two worried, he just thought they were nervous.

Just when the man was about to talk to other seiyuu, he saw the supervisor who was in the background with the sound supervisor waving at him.

This work of strategic significance to Kyoto Animation was handed over to Ishihara Rikiya.

The man and the two supervisors came to the public rest area outside the recording room.

"Listening to the performance live is different than simply watching animation. I didn't expect you to be very good." Shi Yuanli also praised the main character.

"His biggest advantage is that he is stable..." Nagasaki Xingnan said, "I have to say, the state is still not as good as when Bing Guo was. Hehe, that's right, acting in his true colors, that's it, I can understand."

"Isn't it bad that I suffer from the second illness?" Yin Ze said displeased.

This time, the man used the corridor of life to mobilize the memories and emotions of the past when he was studying in the back row, trying to find the lion that once lodged in his eyes.