Yui Mizukura gently tugged at the clothes of the big brother in front of him, and then poked his head out to look at the traffic light at the intersection.

She blinked her big confused eyes and asked, "Are seniors so excited?" ”

"Of course!" Chihara, who was still waiting for the green light, unconsciously scratched the bell.

"That's "Luo Qiu Club", it's really full of Lori's films, if I can match an animation like this in my life, I will die without regrets!"

His tone was slightly pantothenic, after all, this time it was a passerby, and he was still a soy sauce character who shouted "wow" and checked out.

To be honest, it's pretty cool to get paid and get off work after shouting, but if it's this kind of situation full of Lori characters but you don't get into the play, I feel so sorry that I lost it.

can only be said to be very entangled, is there a character who can play with paper people and fall in love, and has few words, it is best to be the same as a mute at ordinary times, and when it is important, just woo woo uh and reply a word, even if it is the same "Adult, I think there must be something strange in it", and then the action scenes can be snapped and killed and pretended.

Salary, laziness, paper wife, and handsomeness, all four of them are both, this is the perfect voice actor job.

"Senior! It's terrible! Mizukura couldn't help but shout out a denunciation.

It would be better if I could hide the sound of my mouth covering my mouth and laughing.

Chihara sighed helplessly, life is always so difficult to choose, not to mention the both, it is difficult to think of both.

When he turned his head and saw the suffocating appearance of his junior, he couldn't help but feel sour, and he always wanted to hit this little sister who dared to laugh at his dreams.

With his fingertips tapping lightly on the handlebars, Chihara said softly with concern: "Do you still want to sing MVs and dance in this play?" Remember to practice hard......"

"Whew-"

"Don't open any pot before!" The girl screamed sadly.

Yui Mizukura, who recalled that painful experience, pinched the waist of the big brother of the office viciously, but at this time, the only person who responded to her was someone's body shaking wildly and letting out a little itchy and teasing chuckle.

After riding for more than half an hour, it is almost there, and I have to say that the electric power assist is really not wrong, it is really labor-saving, and there is no risk of traffic jams.

The two were still on the side of the road and were about to slowly stop and get out of the car, when a voice suddenly stopped them.

"Chihara!"

Outside the recording location, the rare silver limousine slowly stopped, the window slowly lowered, and the person in the driver's seat waved in the direction of the bicycle next to it.

The last time I drove and wore sunglasses, I was fined 20,000 yuan by the traffic police, and this time I have a long memory, Mr. Nobunaga did not use external props to deliberately create a pretending temperament, but planned to rely on his superiority.

- Handsome in temperament

When I came out, I consciously drove this car that was already strong enough, and it must be eye-catching on the street, but now I can't help but get angry when I see the surprised look of the little boy next door carrying the girl to look at me.

"Hey, you two pay me a fine of 5,000 yen!" Shimada Nobunaga shouted at the two, "I've already filmed it, the evidence is conclusive!" ”

……

Pushing his 100,000 yen bicycle to park in the designated position, when he came back, Chihara helplessly watched his old friend bow to his juniors, and asked for warmth.

This benevolent brother changed into a decent suit today, his hair was specially sprayed with hairspray, and a red rose with thorns was specially inserted on his chest, so formal, but the two-dimensional "Luo Qiu Club" poster in his arms was incompatible with this dress.

Mizukura Yui held his eyes wide and hid timidly behind Chihara.

"Senior, do you know this weird uncle?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know, Mizukura-chan, let's go quickly, I'll get sick if I breathe the same air as him."

Looking at this strange woman who is handsomely dressed but can still fill the two-dimensional atmosphere, the young man pulled his juniors and just wanted to leave the scene at the speed of light.

"Dear friend! You're my best friend! He shouted, ignoring the disgusting gazes of the two, and thankfully there was no one to record his humiliating moment in this place this morning.

I guess that's why Nobunaga dared to do whatever he wanted here.

Mizukura Yui said in a contrived tone: "Senior, he said it was your friend~"

Glancing at the playful gaze of his junior, Chihara was embarrassed.

"Although I don't want to admit it, I am actually friends." He looked at the reflection of the window glass and reminded him kindly, "But I still ask this two-thorn newt named Shimada Nobunaga to take the trouble to restrain his animal desires." ”

It's really embarrassing to look like this, who wants to say that they know him when they go out!

Waiting for Shimada Nobunaga to take out the contents of the trunk, the three of them slowly left the parking lot together.

"That, Mizukura-senpai......"

Shimada Nobunaga asked with some hesitation, "Can you sign me later?" ”

"Huh?" Qianyuan raised his eyebrows, his expression was awe-inspiring, "It's not like all the seniors are called by others, it's disgusting to be too disgusting......"

Not only Chihara, but even Yui Mizukura was a little dazed, what was this strange uncle talking about.

Predecessor?

What seniors?

"Miss Mizukura wasn't Hatsune Miku's model back then." Nobunaga sighed and explained, "I'm also a mixed music player, so naturally I have a little more respect for the old-timers. ”

Chihara looked at the girl beside her in surprise, and then Mizukura really nodded.

The young man gasped, he couldn't have imagined that the little girl around him had done such a big career before, and what was even more unexpected was that the moon man he knew had also crossed over to engage in music.

Only Mr. Chihara wanted to become a part-time announcer and a tokusatsu actor, but he didn't succeed.

"Fire?" He grabbed his hair and pulled out his phone.

"Don't worry, the stage name debuted, you can't find it directly."

"Then talk about the stage name and let me see the popularity."

"I'm too shy to show you."

"Stingy." Chihara pouted dissatisfiedly.

"I still know what virtues you have." Shimada Nobunaga smiled heartily.

He is very glad that the band didn't use his real name when he debuted, otherwise no matter how good or bad the singing is, he will definitely be played back and forth by this crumb.

When Yui Mizukura really agreed, a certain junior who claimed to be working the road of music took a bunch of drinks from the trunk of the car like a grateful Dade, and was originally going to go upstairs to take turns to deliver them to the voice actors.

But now the senior Mizukura next to him can pick and choose in advance.

Mizukura smacked the straw with satisfaction, squinted and got on the elevator, only to feel lazy and comfortable.

Although after dubbing in the morning, I had to start painful singing and dancing rap training in the afternoon.

Well, there is no way to change the reality of life anyway, instead of the tragic story of the sad afternoon, it is better to seize the time and enjoy the present.

Chihara pulled out a toffee from the candy bag Nobunaga handed over.

"I happened to meet again today." He said inarticulately.

"Yes, it's a pity that Matsuda is swordsman next door, so he doesn't have time to accompany us little characters to play ball and cheer for Lori." Nobunaga regretted that the Iron Triangle was missing a corner after all.

"By the way, can you help me carry it a little more, it's quite heavy."

"Okay."

Handing the bento bag in his hand to Yui Mizukura, Chihara leisurely took two bottles of Coke from the hill in Nobunaga's hands, one in each hand, which was considered to help him lighten the burden.

"If Yuma or Matsuda were here, they would have already helped me bring them with me, why did they stay with you today?" Nobunaga was so tired that he was snorting shortly, he was breathing hard, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth.

"If you're so reluctant to stay with me, then don't eat your usual lunch." Chihara's eyes were contemptuous, and the can of Coke in his hand was still swaying gently up and down with the elevator.

"No, I must take advantage of my best friend!" Nobunaga was resolute.

The real loss friends have always come and gone, and he has eaten a lot of gifts for female seniors in the industry, and things can't be eaten in vain.

"But Nobunaga, you may be disappointed today, so I'll prepare two box lunches, one for Mizukura." Chihara shook his head, "It seems that you will have to find a restaurant outside by yourself at noon." ”

"No mine?" A handsome man dressed in a formal suit had a puzzled expression.

"Who told you not to say it in advance, how did I know that you also came here to record." Chihara glanced at him hard, "Next time, I remember that everyone in the group took turns to report the next day's drama, so I didn't feel uncomfortable when I suddenly bumped into him." ”

Especially in today's embarrassing scene, when the time comes, only himself and Mizukura will eat with relish, and this benevolent brother can only drool with dry eyes.

"Makes sense." Nobunaga Shimada nodded in agreement.

It's just that I suddenly have to run out to eat for lunch today, and I feel so unaccustomed.