"What, what! What's in it! The girl asked ecstatically.

"Anyway, it's not a target to be a father, and it's impossible to be a lift." Mr. Chihara chewed slowly.

Hirata didn't expect that Miss Takeda Caimeow on the other side was actually the most excited one, and the main owner was still calmly holding a pair of chopsticks and still swallowing today's lunch in a dignified manner.

"Chihara, aren't you coming to take a look? It's an unexpected surprise~"

Hirata raised his eyebrows, quite proud: "This is the opportunity I finally got for you." ”

"No hurry, no hurry." Mr. Chihara waved his hand and said casually, "When you're done eating, I'll see it later." ”

No matter how urgent things are, it is not as important as eating, just an email, and I have been waiting for so long in the morning, and it is not urgent to be in a hurry.

What's more, Mr. Chihara has a leisurely mentality, unless it is announced that the law lowers the age of two as the limit of adulthood, nothing else matters to him.

He was very happy to eat safely, and he also had the heart to clip a few dumplings that he couldn't eat for the little sister Mizukura next to him.

It's just that Hirata can't wait, Chihara on the coffee table is still eating, and the agent on the work table at the other end is knocking so fast with his two hands that he can't even care about the game, and he just waits for the printing press next to him to pay for himself.

"Hirata, have you eaten well? If I can't eat the rest, I'll put it in the fridge and prepare it for you to add some dinner or supper in the evening? ”

Chihara held the empty plate in the hands of the three young men in his hand, and pointed to the many dumplings left on his president's table on the other side.

"Really, why don't you kid look like a young man at all." Hirata sighed slightly.

"If there's something, I'll wait until I'm done washing the dishes, anyway, it's still printing, just wait." Mr. Chihara said indifferently.

Until the puffing middle-aged president stuffed the empty plate into his hand.

When it was all ready, Mr. Chihara pinched the stacked plates and walked slowly to the kitchenette.

You can use hot water to wash dishes in the company, but unfortunately it's just like this today, and I didn't get any oil, so I can deal with it with cold water.

Hirata looked at the young boy who was humming a Chinese song not far away, and said angrily: "In vain, you are still a top student of Tokyo University, and you usually study diligently, but unfortunately you don't pay much attention to work now......

The last few words, like chewing glutinous rice, are very vague.

Mr. Chihara felt that his voice was muffled by the sound of rushing water, and he couldn't hear it clearly, so he had to ask, "What?" ”

Even if Hirata said it again, he could barely hear the word work, and the rest still didn't hear it clearly, and his eyes were very confused.

"Forget it, you better bring the things over and show them to me." The boy wiped his hands that had just shivered from the cold with a rag and walked back to the couch.

On the table is a document that has been sorted out and bound by Zhuda Caimeow.

Apparently for him.

So he picked it up, but didn't have time to open it yet.

What is so mysterious?

"At a contemptible level, I can only guess what kind of animated character it is, but it's just a theatrical character." Mr. Chihara pinched the thick stack of papers in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

"How do you know?" Hirata asked curiously.

"Can someone else make you like the president and manager of a voice actor agency?" Chihara squinted, "Unless you say you found an opportunity to play Kamen Rider Ultraman, it's hard to surprise me." ”

"Amazing, amazing." Hirata couldn't help but applaud.

Regardless of the smug expression on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, Mr. Chihara glanced at his fingers that had not been completely wiped just now and found that it still had wet stains on the paper, so he took out a paper towel to wipe it, and waited until it was completely dry before he was willing to open the book.

"You're clean, aren't you?" Zhuda Caimeow said angrily, and handed him a handful of peanuts.

"It's not cleanliness...... he shook his head, "It's just that I haven't touched such a thick script for a long time, and I'm not used to it." ”

He carefully stroked the cover of the notebook in his hand, which had just been printed, the paper was still warm, and his fingers touched it lightly, and he could vaguely feel the ups and downs between the printing oil stains and the white paper.

- Sword Art Online

That's familiar! It's a rare anime to like to watch in my last life.,It's just a pity that Mr. Chihara has only chased the first season.,I haven't seen the knife splitting bullet after that.。

But the cover heroine of that part is really good, and it fits his XP very well.

"It's not good to snack while reading a book."

So Mr. Chihara passed the peanuts in his hand to Hirata.

Carefully pull up the first page.,The script is not like a novel.,Its format is nothing more than xx saying.,So most of them need the voice actor to refer to the original text to note the mood and tone that should be used on it.。

Then flip back a few pages, and the scene of the first episode is half over.

"Say, what kind of character is it worth it for you to pretend to me?" Chihara looked up and asked.

"Pretending? Don't dare to be. Mr. President smiled and said, "I'm just a general passing agent who can't lift my hands and shoulders, and I have done a little bit of my job." ”

"It's just that a few days ago, I had a drink with my past wine and meat friends, and I had a friendship, and by the way, I gave you, the Tokyo Amway, and finally got the opportunity to audition for the actor."

Speaking of this, he snorted triumphantly.

"The male lead?"

"Yes, the hero!"

He said proudly.

Because under normal circumstances, just the audition opportunity can steal the head, and he can get it back just after eating a drink, which is his ability.

However, there are also conditions to negotiate conditions, and Mr. Chihara, who happens to be a trade item, is very conditional.

"You're not going to sell me out of business, are you?" He was skeptical.

Mr. President did not answer his question immediately.

He chewed peanuts, and there was a sound and relish on them.

Chihara immediately removed the coffee that had been given to him on the table, and a strange expression of disgust appeared on his face.

"If you pretend to be mysterious, you won't have anything to eat tomorrow." Mr. Chihara warned again and again.

Mr. President sighed softly: "When I entered this industry back then, there was not so much red tape, after all, what do behind-the-scenes workers talk about, although the general salary is higher now, and there are more opportunities, but ah, they are all showing their faces, just like actors and artists, they don't want to be behind the scenes, and it's no wonder that people outside say that this side also belongs to the entertainment industry." ”

"Are you criticizing Zhuda by name?" Chihara looked up slightly.

Of course, the girl who was watching stomped on someone in annoyance.

No matter how the young people interrupted, Hirata continued to chatter: "As long as everything is whitewashed and beautiful, there will always be a large number of young people who don't know the depths to come up, in my opinion, sooner or later the industry will continue like this!" ”

"But it is not as good as back then, the current market has been solidified, and young people who have just entered the market have no life experience and little time to study, so it is difficult to carve out a path of their own."

He said this in one breath, like a storyteller, snorted a few times, took a sip of water, sighed a few times, took another sip of coffee, and then threw a peanut into his mouth, and the accuracy was not bad at all.

He continued: "At that time, a few of our old friends calculated that the new cartoon had to find some powerful people, and no matter what, we had to suppress the crooked tendencies of the idol faction. ”

"But the idol faction is really good at cheating money, the little girl and the housekeepers can't cut the leeks one after another, and they are really reluctant to give up."

"I think about it, and I always feel that you have a good chance of being an idol and powerful."