The animation that Miss Zhuda went to record today is called "Bento", which can be summarized as the story of a group of people snatching half-price bento.

The amount of lines is less, and more is expressed through the tension of the picture to express the personality traits and behaviors of each character, and the serious tone and abstract picture are used to create a funny effect.

For the time being, the dubbing feelings of this animation do not need to be particularly complicated, the style is consistent, and the pre-recording is going well.

Mr. Chihara carried a pen, holding the notebook that he had specially rubbed from next door before going out, his head slightly against the wall, and the person nested in the corner.

Anyway, I'm just here to rub the air conditioner, and it doesn't really matter where I sit.

But this place is really yin and yang, and the female voice actors all over the ground sit in groups, and from time to time there is a snack snatching war, and the poor male voice actors can only stay on the side to keep warm, sighing and drinking cheap mineral water.

"Can I sit here?"

It's a male voice.

It's a pity.,I thought it would be the same as yesterday to be accosted by girls.。

This clear and polite voice made Mr. Chihara subconsciously look away from the note and raise his head.

It's a handsome guy holding a briefcase, with a sunny smile.

It is obviously not the same route as the outwardly quiet school like himself.

"Hmm."

Mr. Chihara consciously moved his butt to move closer to the recording booth.

The handsome guy in the sunshine is very familiar with putting down his carry-on bag and taking a place in advance, and his smile is even brighter.

Youthful beauty usually gives a person a superficial goodness and welcomeness.

This old man is also really handsome, so that people will always notice him at first sight. A high-end fur trench coat is embellished with demeanor, and he is still proud of the spring breeze and enthusiastic in the harsh winter.

The figure of the young man in the plain white shirt couldn't help but stiffen up.

A person's beauty lies in a smile, if the smile increases the charm of the face, he is beautiful, if the smile does not change, it is ordinary, if the smile is damaged, he is ugly.

The man's soft smile has the breath of early spring, which is the warmth that can quietly dissolve the frost.

He smiled with a group of seniors around him, and said "Please advise" in a familiar tone, while stretching out his palm and shaking hands.

Bow slightly.

By the way, I opened the suitcase I brought with me and handed out high-end snacks bought from major shopping malls in Tokyo.

Everyone who received it smiled.

The means by which rich people get closer to social relationships are always so simple and crude.

"Haven't asked this little brother for your surname?" The man asked in a mellow tone.

"Chihara."

The boy lifted the note on his lap and placed the snack he had handed to his side.

Quietly rolled open a white rabbit toffee and stuffed it into his mouth.

The taste is still old, but it feels a little sticky.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time." The man smiled and stretched out his hand.

"There's no need to shake hands, I'm quite afraid of the cold palm."

Mr. Chihara had just come in from outside, and the shoulders of his coat were still stained with dissolved snow water, and when he was young, he also liked to rub other people's palms or necks to warm his tender hands that had been tortured in winter.

The man couldn't help but be stunned.

Is there still this kind of iceberg beauty in the world that is a male player with a poisonous tongue?

According to the normal development of the plot, which young person in society should not respectfully shake hands and thank his kind seniors.

"Besides, if you look up for a long time, there is a high probability that you don't know what others have done." Mr. Chihara said as he chewed.

The man wanted to say a few more words of "Jiuyang", but when he heard the word "Qianyuan", he had never heard of this person, so he only retracted the words into his stomach, and had to say: "Your Excellency is so fast, your method of pinching the White Rabbit toffee is so exquisite." ”

"I don't think I can think of polite words anymore." Chihara glanced at the mature man beside him with disdain, "It's better to just sit down and rest." ”

The sound of chewing toffee in his mouth when he speaks.

It's a big boy who is innocent and unpretentious.

The man secretly praised in his heart, took off a black fur coat of the same style as Emiya Kiritsu, shook the water traces, and sat down straight.

He glanced quietly at the young man beside him who was taking notes while eating candy, took out a business card from his pocket purse and handed it over.

"Contemptible Seiichi Office, Shimada Nobunaga, haven't consulted yet?"

"Clore Voice, Chihara."

The boy twisted his neck, took his business card in his hand, looked back and forth, and marveled at the simplicity of the business card. It turned out that the big office was much better than his own side in this kind of detail, so when he went back, he asked Hirata to copy it.

The phone took a picture of it in front of and behind it, and then tucked it into the breast pocket of his shirt.

Shimada Nobunaga has never seen anyone do this, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and secretly thought: I'm so careful, I'm afraid of losing it, and I specially saved an electronic version on my mobile phone. It can be seen that this Chihara friend is meticulous.

However, Clore Voice? I think I've heard of a small office that hasn't been open for a long time.

Shimada Nobunaga coughed and said, "I don't know who this little brother is?" I'll see if we're lucky enough to have a show. ”

With that, I took out today's weapon from the briefcase I had just carried with me.

A neat and new-as-new animated script book.

Naturally, he sat on the bench and gazed curiously at the boy beside him, expecting him to say what he desired.

"Oh, I don't have a role, I'm just going to rub the air conditioner with someone else." Mr. Chihara replied brightly.

The pen that was still scratching in his hand also stopped.

Shimada Nobunaga was dumbfounded: "No scene? Rubbing the air conditioner? ”

"Hmm." Mr. Chihara nodded.

There is no drama, so there is not even a script.

"And what did you write?"

"Oh, whatever you wrote."

Mr. Chihara closed the dense notebook, opened his coat pocket again, and took out the third volume of the light novel he planned to read today.

said that it was written casually, but Shimada Nobunaga looked at it carefully just now, and it was the characteristic tone and mood of today's characters.

"Can you lend me a look?"

Shimada Nobunaga smiled and took out a small bag of candy from his bag for the female voice actors.

Mr. Chihara glanced at him and couldn't help but be tempted: "It's not impossible. ”

Shimada Nobunaga's eyes showed joy: "You agreed?" ”

Chihara groaned: "I'm thinking...... Twice as much may be impressed. ”

"Good!"

Just take another one.

Mr. Chihara threw away the notebook with a smile in his eyes and took the two bags of candy.

Gently open a bag, pinch out a juice gummy, tear open the package, and toss into your mouth. The sweetness of a bite is worthy of the high-end goods chosen by the rich.

Today I took advantage again, a good thing.

Shimada Nobunaga on the side opened the transaction items in his hand, and saw that the writing was full, and the words were also written in the wind, which was admittedly everyone's demeanor.

Flipping down further, even the characters are vivid, and even the emotions are specially experienced with general life scenes.

If the game save is accidentally deleted by yourself......

Nobunaga suddenly said, "How many people entered just now?" ”

"Three."

"So you wrote down all the characteristics of the three people and the recording process?" Nobunaga Shimada expressed his admiration.

"It's not all written down." Chihara shook his head, "Some of the middle ones were too fast, and I didn't have time to copy them." ”

It's hard to maintain both speed and beautiful handwriting.

"Erudite and strong, admirable, willing to bow down." Nobunaga exclaimed.

Qianyuan blinked, but he didn't doubt it, and only asked, "You admire me because of this book?" ”

Shimada Nobunaga said while taking pictures: "That's appalling enough. ”

"I've only heard of analyzing competitors before auditions, and I've never heard of going to the studio to listen to recordings from people who don't have much to do with me, and there are re-recordings over and over again."

It wasn't until he finished photographing a few pages of his notes that Shimada Nobunaga returned it to him with peace of mind.

Chihara glanced at his face and suddenly said, "I admire you too!" ”

Mr. Nobunaga was slightly surprised: "Oh? ”

Chihara said: "I admire you, you have carefully prepared so many snacks to build a good relationship, but so far I have just shaken hands with them and come to chat with me, an unknown person." ”

"Not only did I waste the opportunity to pull people, but I also forgot to study the script in advance before entering the field, so I guess I am confident."

"No, you don't have to admire......," he shook his head, "I just forgot that it was my turn to record next." ”

Speaking of this, Shimada Nobunaga suddenly looked at the other party and said word by word:

"Can you save my life, help me make a note."