On January 16, it was cloudy.

A few days ago, Chihara received a call from his agent, and was repeatedly reminded that he had to wear better clothes during the audition, and of course, it seemed that it was not bad to wear a white shirt directly to go in.

Hirata called him at the same time as yesterday after lunch.

At that time, he happened to be busy going out to work, so Hirata asked Takeda Ameow to bring back another document.

What style of audition scripts the voice actor can get depends on how the supervisor gives it.

Most commonly, everyone has a unified format that contains the content of the previous episodes.

The book that Chihara got before.,And the one in Miss Caimeow's hand is in this format.。

But it doesn't matter.,It's an animated work anyway.,The original novel is there.,What's more, there's a stack on Mr. Chihara's desk.。

Some supervisors are more jumpy in their thinking and have a more unique style, although they have a fixed script, but they will change it temporarily during the post-production process.

And the second time Mr. Chihara received the "script" was several sheets of paper bound together.

This one has relatively few words, only a single character's audition script.

"Why are you always holding a few pieces of paper in a daze, and secretly reading love letters behind my back!"

Zhuda Caimeow used the mobile phone in her left hand and snacks in her right hand, and kicked the boy next to the sofa with her foot in a rage.

"Don't be crazy, what a love letter, it's just a script, I'm going to audition tomorrow, I'm a little nervous."

Chihara twisted to the side, gave up a seat, and closed the first page of the script.

This book in my hand is more special, no, it should be publicized.

Miss Caimeow glanced at him disdainfully, snorted twice, and turned off the screen of her phone temporarily.

"Hirata has already told me that when the time comes, let's see how others are doing, and don't be too nervous on the set." The girl thought for a while, "By the way, not only my peers, but also the sound supervisor, try to leave a good impression." ”

“……”

Chihara suddenly said, "Suddenly it feels like the roles of the two of us have been reversed. ”

"No way, in terms of life experience, I'm still richer." The girl said proudly.

After all, it's the younger sister of the year.

Zhu Da Cai Meow remembered the noise on the phone at noon, as well as the script that he didn't understand too much, and couldn't help but feel worried, and threw his share to the boy next to him, saying, "Help me talk about this later, I have always had a bad brain, and I didn't understand it too much." ”

"Yes, you can."

Mr. Chihara doesn't seem to have any reason to refuse Miss Fool's request, not to mention that he doesn't want to refuse.

However, as a reward, potato chips also scored some for him.

Listening to it, Miss Caimeow seemed to think of something, and laughed inexplicably.

"If I win at that time, there will be a story to tell in the future."

Mr. Chihara knows what she's going to perform.

He cleared his throat, straightened his waist and sat cross-legged on all sides, used the rolled-up script as a microphone, and handed it to her mouth, "May I ask Miss Caimeow, what kind of chance did you get the role of [Naoba Kiritani]?" ”

Zhu Dacai nodded reservedly, pursed her mouth slightly, looked up, and frowned lightly to make memories of being interviewed in the future.

"That day in the dormitory, someone said that the agent introduced him to a role, and we auditioned the animation together, and he pulled me to accompany him, but I didn't expect it, hahaha......"

This is a stalk in the film and television industry, I auditioned with a friend, my friend didn't win, and then I was taken a fancy to.

Stephen Chow and Tony Leung are old jokes.

It also makes someone's tight strings loosen temporarily.

"Qianyuan, don't be unsuccessful, I still have to take the 'sister' exam."

"I think you will set up the flag after talking about this stalk, Zhuda, you must have done it on purpose."

He vigorously ruffled someone's hairstyle that he had set up a while ago, ignoring her babbling cries of defiance.

"Alright, it's time, it's time for me to go."

Chihara glanced at the clock above the living room and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"Goodbye then." The tousled Bamboo Rainbow waved her little hand, which was full of potato chip powder.

"Well, goodbye."

Chihara just stepped into his shoes, suddenly thought of something, and looked up at her: "By the way, is your audition in the afternoon?" ”

"Uh-huh, what's wrong?"

"I didn't have time to make lunch, you remember eating it by yourself outside."

"Okay, I can't forget it."

Zhuda Caimeow nodded vigorously.

When the door was slammed shut, the girl leaned over to the balcony to take a look, until she was sure that someone was really gone.

With a cheer, she threw off her slippers, her little feet stepped freely on the smooth floor tiles, and after turning on the air conditioner, she was not too cold, humming Showa Xiaoqu softly, and took out a pack of soba noodles from the small box next to the refrigerator.

It's because of the guy who was fascinated in the stands one morning.,Cute Miss Caimeow didn't even eat breakfast today.。

But after thinking about it, I still picked up my phone and sent a reminder text message.

Speaking of which,LINE is still good at this.,It's going to show a "read" when you've seen it.,Send a "Are you in?" I really know if the other party has seen it.

The girl nodded slightly.

After shouting, remember to have breakfast, you Sister Caimeow can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

Then turn on the gas stove on your own.

……

The audition is in the west of Tokyo, in the Shibuya Yoyogi area, which is quite far away.

I just took the tram for most of the day, and I walked for half a day, and I was tired.

Mr. Chihara stuffed the chow noodle bread into his mouth and threw the can of Coke in his hand into the trash.

Squinting at the sun-soaked ground, he was very satisfied with the clothes he chose for going out today, lukewarm, just right.

"I always feel that a bald head will come out of this western sky building, take my hand and say 'You are related to me in the West', which is comparable to the famous saying 'Taoist friends, please stay'."

Glancing at the social animals walking on the same street as him, he couldn't help but sigh, the Japanese social animal groups are wearing black clothes and white-collar work clothes all year round, how can this group of people afford it?

Following the prompt of the front desk lady at the door, he slowly walked into the elevator, such a narrow space can be crowded with people.

The group of people around who were laughing at each other with a script in their hands, everyone knew what they were here for.

But can the handshake not be done in the elevator hall? It's so crowded!

Physically speaking, the front foot followed the back foot, and as he walked out of the elevator room, Mr. Chihara took a breath of fresh air outside.

The recording studio of the audition party is always filled with tension.

Mr. Chihara stood on tiptoe and looked into the next room, where the voice actors, who had been in their thirties, were dancing and gesturing, barely able to see their lips moving up and down.

Taking the mineral water handed out by the person next to him, he took a sip, closed the lid, and then took out the tabletop in his clothes and put it on his lap.

Sitting on the bench, he looked around at the men around him who were smirking and exchanging feelings, and he was quite emotional.

"Silence is not necessarily a bad thing, it may not be more sincere, and people with long sleeves and good dancing are not allowed to be really well-connected." He thought for a moment and continued, "But it's a bit outrageous to start intrigue here......"

"It seems that a few words of dialogue can overpower the other party and get the role."

"That's a bit outrageous."

The voice actor industry, after all, relies on strength to eat.

"Reasonable, reasonable."

Shimada Nobunaga, who handed him water, clapped his hands again and again, and deliberately lowered his voice, after all, it was a public occasion.

Today's wave is the selection of male character auditions, and Nobunaga, who travels to major sets all year round, will never be absent, so Mr. Chihara was fortunate to meet him again, but unfortunately the other party didn't bring snacks and candy today.

Shimada Nobunaga sincerely agrees with this point of view, so before each audition, he also chooses to sit in the corner and prepare alone, and finally sharpens the gun, and then mentions the champagne when he gets the role.

There are three people sitting on this bench, and the third guy I don't know is still looking down at the table book alone, and only talking to Chihara is suspected of being isolated.

Besides, after a few more roles, it's almost your turn, and you don't have much time to talk nonsense.

The tacit understanding between the two appreciates the gradually thinning crowd, and no longer socializes.

In particular, the men who were full of confidence before are now walking out of the room one by one dejectedly, which really makes people feel the cruelty of the voice actor world.

This poignant and desperate afternoon scene as a pre-dinner snack has a special meaning.

I just hope I don't become one of them.

As the time drew closer and closer to the bell, the crowd surged, and Chihara patted his knees and stood up, and was about to wave goodbye when he saw another unfamiliar man next to him also stand up and look at him in surprise.

"Male lead actor?"

"Male lead."

What a coincidence.