Hanging up the phone, Yu Murakami went downstairs to take a shower.

The smell of alcohol I drank yesterday.

He is not in a hurry about the scandal.

The Qing is self-clearing, he did read the comics last night, and it is still the "Sword Art Online" manga that does not contain chapter 16.5, and there is nothing to say to people.

But when he arrived at the office, things seemed to be much more serious than he expected.

First of all, there were dozens of fans who were supposed to come to him at the door of the office - fans who were in the mood for nailing.

There are fat and thin, tall and short, ranging in age from bald to teenage children.

They wore uniform nail palace support uniforms, with turbans tied around their heads and banners.

"Jade Shatter!"

"Jade Shatter!"

"Jade Shatter!"

......

Is it so serious that Yu Murakami begins to realize the drawbacks of the idolization of voice actors.

Becoming an idol voice actor is facilitated by auditions, and more events are performed, and at the same time, they lose their freedom.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he calmly stepped forward.

"Excuse me."

The person in front subconsciously gave way to a way.

As he was about to walk into the office, a man in the crowd suddenly grabbed his left wrist.

"Do you recognize this person?"

Yu Murakami turned around and looked at the picture in his hand that had been cut out of the newspaper and enlarged.

Can't see the face clearly.

"I don't know."

"It's your firm's anyway! Show me more carefully! ”

The other party's tone was impulsive.

Reasoning with fans who are carried away by anger, no matter how laid-back Murakami is, he will not do such a thankless and stupid thing.

He turned his right hand back to the other's hand and grabbed his left wrist and swung it lightly like a fly.

The man instantly felt his right hand tingling and pain like an electric shock, and subconsciously let go of his hand, and his five fingers trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Before he could come back to his senses, Yu Murakami had already turned around and entered the door of the office.

"Murakami-san"

The front desk lady looked at him worriedly, and stopped talking.

Yu Murakami nodded at her: "Good morning." ”

The front desk lady was stunned, and after reacting, she immediately bowed and said, "Good morning, Murakami-san." ”

"Pour them some water. It's hot, don't get heatstroke. ”

The front desk lady was stunned again, and then after putting on makeup, a smile bloomed on her face that could be called a beauty.

"Hey, I'm going."

"Well, I'm sorry for you."

Yu Murakami turned and went upstairs.

Looking at Yu Murakami's back, the worries in the front desk lady's heart were completely gone.

She took a tray, poured water from a disposable cup, and delivered it to the door of the office.

"Let's drink some water, everybody."

"Don't drink! Take it away! ”

"Let this guy come out and die!"

"That's right! We're going to see Nailiya-chan too! ”

A security guard stepped forward and asked the front desk lady to go back.

The front desk lady shook her head and said softly to the fans: "Don't worry, the office will tell you everything, before that, everyone drink saliva, don't suffer from heat stroke, when the time comes, you won't see her." ”

......

If you want to find fans of his "jade crush", whether you drink this glass of water or not, whether you love your body or not, Yu Murakami doesn't care.

His task is to tell the senior management of the firm what happened last night as soon as possible and calm down the turmoil caused by the misunderstanding.

When he reached the fourth floor, the rookie team looked at him with some surprise.

The shortest in the team, but the most beautiful Uchida Yuma, hesitated, but still asked, "Murakami-san, are you okay?"

Seeing him, Yu Murakami remembered what Miss Sakura said the other day, the beautiful Uchida truth.

Judging from the appearance of Uchida Oma in front of him, his sister Mari Uchida may be really good-looking.

Then he thought that Akira Ishida arranged for him and Yuma Uchida to go on a radio program hosted by Gangan Bunko.

Miss Sakura was still on the show and left him a "gift".

"It's okay, thanks for the concern. I'll have to go find Ishida-san first. ”

"Well, come on."

Yu Murakami walked towards the B section of the office, and there was a discussion of the rookie team behind him.

It is nothing more than looking down, being optimistic, slandering and doubting.

The normal state of man.

Yu Murakami was completely anticipatory, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Walk up to Akira Ishida's station.

Without waiting for Yu Murakami to speak, Akira Ishida sighed and said, "Come to me." ”

The two walked out of the office area and went up to the fifth floor.

Yu Murakami met Yasuyasu Fujita, the president of YM who had not been seen for a long time.

The two had only met once at the first orientation.

Fujita Yasuyasu did not wear a suit, and ordinary elderly people dressed up and sat on the top. Below are the top executives of other firms, and Nail Palace is also there.

Akira Ishida led Murakami to sit at the end.

Murakami Yu glanced at the nail palace, it seems that everyone here should know what happened last night.

So why gather here

"Murakami," President Yasuyasu Fujita looked at Yu Murakami, "Please tell me what happened last night, and say it again." ”

"Good. After attending the drinking party, Tsuimiya-san and I missed the last train and had to go to a nearby manga café and read manga for the night. ”

"I read the comics all night!" A man in a crisp suit under Fujita Yasuyasu looked very angry.

"Northwest San, watch your tone." Nail Palace Weixi scolded the other party, and then said to Fujita Yasuyasu: "President, I took the initiative to ask to go to the manga café with Murakami-kun last night, and I also asked for only one compartment, and it has nothing to do with Murakami-kun." ”

Yu Murakami looked at the nail palace and didn't expect her to tell the truth to such an extent.

It's not like the "idol" who spoke after the accident.

Fujita Yasuyasu looked at the pillars of YM in front of him, a little distressed.

According to his thoughts, it doesn't matter what happens to Yu Murakami, but there can't be a little stain on the nailing palace.

But before Murakami Yu came, they had been talking for a long time, and Nailiya insisted that he followed Murakami Yu.

He looked up at Yu Murakami, who was a little far away from him, he was indeed very handsome, obviously a newcomer, but he looked very calm sitting there.

Underneath the messy but stylish hair is a pair of cheap black-rimmed glasses.

Fujita Yasuyasu's eyes are not very good, and he can no longer see the eyes under Murakami's glasses.

"The point, it's not just about last night."

Nail Gong Weixi was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Fujita Yasuyasu waved his hand at the man in the suit who was angry just now, "Show them." ”

The middle-aged man turned on the computer in front of him.

"Just now, another picture broke out on the Internet, let's take a look."

Nail Gong Weixi was the first to get the computer, looked at the photo, and let out an angry laugh.

The rest of the people, one by one, looked at the photos and made a noise.

Looking at Yu Murakami's eyes, he also became suspicious.

Yu Murakami, the party, was the last to see the photo.

In the photo, Nailgong Weixi is holding the back of his head, and the two are picking up.

The location is inside the car in front of the traffic light.

Yu Murakami smiled and shook his head, this borrowed shooting, you can give it a score of 2.

The reason why he didn't give 3 points is because he is very unhappy right now.

How did it happen?

He reached for the script of "The Cartoonist and the Assistant" in the back seat, and braked sharply in front of the red street lamp.

He relied on [transformation] to avoid the risk of hitting his head, and he reached out to see the back of his head.

This can all be photographed

I don't know what level this brother's [photography] skill is, but he kind of wants to learn from him.

Dinggong Weixi spoke quickly, a little anxious: "President, this photo was taken by borrowing, and the situation at that time was ......"

"I believe it."

Yasuyasu Fujita interrupted her.

The middle-aged man frowned, "President Fujita......"

Fujita Yasuyasu waved his hand at him and said to the nail palace: "I believe in you, I believe in you very much." But, will the fans believe it?"

He sighed.

"Now, if you say you didn't do anything last night, I can't guarantee that everyone here here will believe it, let alone believe the fans they see outside."

Murakami's face was angry, sad and helpless.

He could probably guess that the dashcam in her car didn't have the footage inside the car.

He began to regret it a little.

I regretted reaching for the script.

He doesn't care much about his reputation and voice actor career, but in the past few months, he has taken great care of him, whether it is sincere or arranged by the office, this is the friendship between master and apprentice, sister and brother, or seniors, he really feels it.

He would feel very guilty if her thriving career was affected because of this.

"President," he said, looking at Fujita Yasuyasu, "I'm willing to follow the firm's arrangement." ”

The arrangement of the office is naturally at the expense of him as a newcomer.

The general treatment is that he persecuted, or relied on his identity as a direct junior to deceive.

The details do not need to be actively added by the office, as long as fans know that their idol is not active, or single and holy, it is enough.

No matter how incredible the details are, they can make up for it on Yu Murakami, who is behind the pot.

After all, in their eyes, Nailing Palace is pure, kind, and ignorant of the world, while Yu Murakami is a bad guy, and he has to know a little bit about any shady thoughts and methods.

Afterwards, Yu Murakami sent a notice from the office, pretending to be held responsible, and then hiding.

And the nail palace wrote a miserable and apologetic statement, and after a while, this matter will pass.

This is the best way to prove your innocence.

Pale and powerless to cry out for grievances, but no one wants to believe it.

"I don't agree." Nail Palace stood up suddenly, glared at Yu Murakami, and then turned to Fujita Yasuyasu and said, "President, this matter is completely a misunderstanding, there is no need to sacrifice Murakami's future." ”

"Nail Palace......

"It had nothing to do with you! What a hero do you charge! ”

Yu Murakami didn't know how to explain, but he was a little moved when he looked at the nail palace in front of him with a little red eyes.

"President, no matter what the firm decides, I will tell my fans what happened."

Fujita Yasuyasu's face was a little ugly: "You have to think about your career. ”

"If I have to sacrifice my immediate juniors to continue my career, then don't forget it."

"You!" The middle-aged man slapped the table and stood up as well: "You ......"

"Sit down!"

Before he could open his mouth, Fujita Yasuyasu scolded him.

The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and sat down obediently.

Fujita Yasuyasu said to the nail palace again: "You can also sit down first." ”

There was silence in the conference room.

After a long time, Fujita Yasuyasu said to Yu Murakami: "Murakami, I will give you an autumn time, I hope you don't waste your trust and feelings for you." ”

What does an autumn time mean

To be honest, Yu Murakami doesn't understand some of the cold words in the voice actor world.

Fujita Yasuyasu turned his head to Akira Ishida and ordered: "Stop all his current activities, only give him the dubbing task, and give up until the winter is not famous." ”

"President! I disagree! ”

"Weixi" Fujita Yasuyasu's tone suddenly softened: "I still remember that when you came to YM for an interview, you were still wearing your high school uniform, right?"

Nail Palace Weixi didn't know what Fujita Yasuya meant, and nodded: "Yes." ”

"At that time, I was still your interviewer, alas, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye." Fujita Yasuyasu shook his head with a sigh and continued: "YM sees you as a child, and I also hope that you can treat YM as your home, and when you make decisions, you can think more about this family." ”

"But the president ......"

"Senior," Yu Murakami shouted to stop the nail palace who was ready to continue fighting: "It's enough, one autumn time, it's enough." ”

......

Akira Ishida, Yu Murakami, and Mitsuki Nail Palace returned to the fourth floor and sat in a small conversation room.

Akira Ishida sighed: "The role of Kazuto Kiritani is still there, Murakami-kun, you still have great hopes, don't give up easily." ”

"Hmm."

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to push you to all the autumn crews."

"Thank you."

"Well, I'll take care of things then. "The Moonlight is Beautiful" and "Xuqiu" also have to be dealt with. ”

"I'm sorry for you."

Akira Ishida wanted to say: Don't care, it's not your fault, but when this sentence is spoken, there is a suspicion of pushing the pot to nail the palace, so forget it if you think about it.

He patted Murakami on the shoulder and left the conversation room.

"I'm sorry, Murakami-kun."

Murakami waved his hand, and his tone was relaxed: "It's not a big deal, and it's not your fault for the senior of the nail palace." ”

Dinggong Weixi smiled bitterly, her pretty eyebrows were full of sorrow, she rubbed her eyebrows, and said, "Isn't this my fault?"

"This world is like this, what does it have to do with the nail palace seniors?"

"Everything is the fault of the world"

She smiled and said this two-dimensional famous line, and the two laughed at the same time.

"I would also like to thank my seniors for speaking for me at the risk of sacrificing their careers."

"There's nothing to be thankful for, it's not your fault in the first place. Besides," Nailiya looked at Yu Murakami and said in a joking tone: "You are my direct descendant, my heir." ”

"Is the relationship between the seniors and seniors so important?"

"Of course. There are many factions in YM, what idol department, independent department, acting department, my department is just you and me, how can I let you have an accident"

"There are so many exquisitenesses, so what kind of department is our department?"

"The core system." Nail Gong Weixi drew a circle with the index finger of his right hand: "YM's, the entire voice actor world, the core." ”

She put down her hand and smiled again, "I prefer her other name." ”

"What"

"Nail the palace system."

"Hahaha." Yu Murakami let out a hearty laugh: "This is good, it sounds better than the core system." ”

"If it sounds good, you will inherit it for me."

"Of course!"

"The tradition of our nail palace system is the following, you have to be very powerful in the future, let the word nail palace become history, people talk about voice actors, they think of Murakami, not me, so that it can be regarded as inheritance, understand"

"Hahaha, that's a lot of demand."

"Hmph" Ding Gong Weixi blinked: "This is just the foundation, when you have a direct junior, you still have to cultivate her, so that she can continue to inherit our line." ”

"It's even harder."

"I'm scared"

"That's not all. Don't worry, when I have a direct junior in the future, I will definitely teach her carefully. ”

"You take care of yourself first, there's not much time in an autumn."

Yu Murakami smiled.

......

Water Lai Pray at home.

"Ahh

"What's the matter, Saori has a cold"

Saori Onishi sniffed twice, and her index finger slid twice between her person: "No, maybe it's just an ordinary sneeze." ”

"That's good, you're going to audition for the first time tomorrow, and you can't have a problem with your voice."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm strong, let's move on."