Eleven candidates were sitting in the lounge, each with a number on their chest, and the number was randomly drawn before entering the field. Each auditioner walks into the studio in turn to audition, and leaves directly through another door after the audition is over.
Tan Yiming was not very lucky and was drawn 11th.
Xiao Qing was a little bit better than him, ranking 10th.
Seeing that the number of people in the waiting room decreased one by one, the people who were left behind inevitably felt a little restless.
"How come Rainstorm is stricter than Disney." Xiao Qing complained in a low voice, "The last time I was so nervous, I was waiting outside the operating room for my wife to give birth."
Tan Yiming, who was beside him, was very calm. He was doing vocal exercises to relax his vocal cords and throat.
Xiao Qing glanced at him sideways, and suddenly said, "You didn't come from a major, right?"
"...It really isn't." Tan Yiming had nothing to hide, but he didn't expect to be discovered so quickly, "Obviously?"
"It's really obvious." Xiao Qing said, "You have a good talent, but you lack systematic practice. I guess you taught yourself according to the online tutorial, right?"
"Um."
Xiao Qing took out a small card out of nowhere and stuffed it into Tan Yiming's palm.
Tan Yiming looked down - Zeng Yinan Studio is now offering a summer seiyuu special training class, do you want to become a professional seiyuu for a layman? ! The 22-day training class is only 38,888 yuan, register as soon as possible!
Xiao Qing said: "Meeting is fate. Who are we brothers? I'll give you a special price and wipe off the eight yuan fraction!"
Tan Yiming: "…"
Xiao Qing was happy to him.
This is Xiao Qing's strategy, to suppress opponents from the foundation, and the specific method is to ridicule, and to ridicule in a light-hearted manner, without a single dirty word, and with an attitude of elders caring for younger generations.
But Tan Yiming didn't even frown.
He took a pen out of his pocket, turned the small card over, and wrote—
- Are you still worried about your plastic English? Are you still ashamed that foreigners can't understand your own chinglish? Tan's Oral English Training Class, open at any time, only 9999!
Then he threw the card back into Xiao Qing's hand.
Xiao Qing: "…"
Tan Yiming thought about it for a while, then took the card back, picked up a pen and added the US knife symbol in front of 9999.
Tan Yiming: "Small business, if there is no profit, I won't give you zero."
Xiao Qing: "…"
…
Time passed minute by minute, and after a long and short wait, it was finally Xiao Qing's turn on the 10th.
The middle-aged man got up, pulled his clothes, and straightened the number on his chest. He muttered, "I hope the examiner will not embarrass me."
After all, he took a deep breath and walked towards the recording studio under the guidance of the staff.
Tan Yiming looked at his confident back, then looked at the number 11 on his chest, and slowly lowered his eyes.
Is he nervous
Certainly nervous.
But more than that, it is excitement, excitement, and fighting spirit that boils out of the blood.
At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and the greeting from the little swan jumped into his eyes.
guess: Great God! Great God! Is the audition over
guess: [Little Swan wink].jpg
A Bright Cloud: Not yet.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: I'm waiting, it's my turn next.
guess:! ! !
guess: Then I won't bother you anymore! !
Xiang Gu immediately wanted to disappear in place.
Yiming Qingyun: It's okay, you can talk to me, I can relax a little bit.
guess: Then... what are you talking about
Yi Ming Qing Yun: Chat is chat, no subject is required.
guess: Yun Da, what is your audition role
Bright Cloud: This can't be revealed...
guess: [goose weeps].jpg
guess: Then I really don't know what else to talk about.
guess: I'm sorry... When I'm nervous, I won't speak.
Yiming Qingyun: [Laughs] It's my audition, not yours, why are you nervous
Yi Ming Qing Yun: If you really have nothing to say, then sing me a song.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: I haven't heard you sing for a long time.
Inexplicably, Tan Yiming suddenly missed the singing of the little swan at this moment. He still remembered the first time he heard the boy's voice in the earphones.
The little guy who thought he was shy had to push back, but after just one minute, a piece of audio jumped into the dialog box.
Tan Yiming tapped his finger, and the boy's moving voice wafted out, lingering around him—
"Life is small and fleeting,
some moths,
Born to fight fire.
captured by passion,
fly to the sky,
But they are attached to the soil under their feet.
Life is small and fleeting,
like the dust of the desert,
Like burning fireworks. "
This is a tune that Tan Yiming has never heard before. It is obviously a tragic lyrics, but the color of enthusiasm can be heard from it.
Even without accompaniment, the boy's softly hummed lyrics are enough to make people unforgettable.
Tan Yiming asked him what the song was called.
Little Swan said: "This is the song that the pilot sang to the sky in the musical "The Little Prince"! It represents his yearning for the sky, even if he burns his life to realize his dream."
The little swan said: "Great God, does your name come from 'From the beginning of a ming, looking at each other in the blue sky'? I checked, and this poem means soaring into the sky and going straight to the sky."
Little Swan said: "I hope you can fly to the sky from now on, realize your dreams, and reap the glory you deserve. I don't know who your competitors are, but in my heart, you will always be the most powerful one."
The straightforward compliments that came out of the boy's mouth were like a glass of low-percentage fruity wine. A sweetness appeared on the tip of the tongue first, and after it fell into the stomach, it rose again.
Tan Yiming suspected that he was slightly drunk.
"Guess, I promise you." Tan Yiming also replied with a voice, "From now on, the blockbuster will be a blockbuster, and the clouds will meet each other."
…
Fifteen minutes later, the staff came over to inform Tan Yiming that the audition of the previous candidate had ended, which meant that only Tan Yiming, the finale, was left in the entire audition session.
Tan Yiming handed over all the electronic equipment on his body that might interfere with the recording, and then pushed open the door in front of him.
Unexpectedly, there were no examiners sitting in rows in the recording studio, only a recording engineer with a serious expression and a recording assistant with a badge.
He subconsciously asked, "May I ask the examiner..."
"There is no examiner." The assistant interrupted him and replied with a straight face, "After the recording is over, all demos will be sent to the audio department for blind selection tonight, and the final results will be announced tomorrow morning." He glanced at his watch and urged unceremoniously. , "Let's start quickly, we have to rush to the restaurant for dinner after get off work."
Tan Yiming's prepared self-introduction was completely useless.
However, his mental quality is good, and his pace has not been disrupted.
He walked into the recording studio, and the electric closed door slowly closed behind him, blocking out all the noise.
He seemed to be thrown into a vacuum, and even the sound of his own breathing was amplified infinitely.
The monitoring headphones and the recording microphone were hanging in front of him, and he remembered the first time he walked into the recording studio, and now he is no longer as young as he was then.
The on air light box lights up—the recording begins.
…
"Report to the ground command, everything in the cabin is normal. All equipment is operating normally, biological monitoring has been activated... About to leave the second rocket."
"Call! Emergency call! Call the ground command, the monitoring shows that the data of the Martian atmosphere is abnormal, and it is suspected that a Martian storm has occurred! Please hurry up... ah!!"
…
"I...finally...back to Earth..."
…
"Where's my daughter??! Where is my daughter?!! My wife, my parents, my comrades... Where is my home, tell me where is my home??!!"
…
"Take up your weapons, only cowards will run away from battle."
…
Tan Yiming's fingertips were close to the trousers line, and his whole body was stretched like an iron plate. His eyes were fixed on the screen in front of him, and he followed the stern Chinese astronaut on the screen and said the last line.
In the picture, the image drawn by CG is so lifelike, he has a rough appearance, has resolute edges and corners and a pair of black eyes.
Who said "two-dimensional" characters are fake
They were born in the writer's document, composed of a skeleton of letters; they became plump under the painter's pen, and began to have a plump or thin body; in the end, the voice actors infused them with souls, weeping for them, shouting for them, Laugh for them.
In just ten minutes of audition, Tan Yiming was dripping with sweat. Dubbing is downright physical work. When he was shouting just now, Tan Yiming used all his strength to roar, and even the temples on both sides jumped up.
He recorded the dubbing in both Chinese and English with full emotion. When the last syllable came to an end, he stood in front of the canvas in a daze, still immersed in the plot just now and unable to extricate himself.
He doesn't know how well the other dubs are, but he's very happy with his performance.
He has reached his limit. He had done his best to fly high to touch his moon.
He took a deep breath and was about to take off the device when a voice suddenly came from the earphones.
"Wait, No. 11, there is one more question for you to answer." It was still the recording assistant who spoke.
Tan Yiming didn't know that the little guy with the assistant badge was the real boss of this audition.
He is the audio designer for the "Q" project team. The audio department is a magical place. Sound effects, soundtracks, and dubbing are all covered. Whether it is background sound or move sound, all the sounds that can be heard in the game come from here.
On a whim, the audio designer wanted to come to the audition for the character dubbing, without telling the candidates his true identity.
The background of "Q" is set in the future, the earth is invaded by alien evil creatures, the civilization history of mankind for thousands of years has been destroyed, and at the same time, technology is developing rapidly... This is a cyberpunk game in the background of wasteland, full of tension.
Five of the six protagonists of the game are modified people. They pieced together parts of their limbs and machinery to modify them. Only Wang Qiang from China is an ordinary human being (who has received cosmic radiation).
The audio designer of "Q" wanted to find such a voice: he has the joys, sorrows and sorrows of human beings, bears the loneliness that spans time alone, and at the same time has hope for the future.
He has listened to the audition of the first ten people, but there are more or less some problems.
Some people's English level is too poor, and their lines are unclear; some people's voice lines in Chinese and English are so different that they don't look like one person... Some people are very good everywhere, but in the end, they are worse.
After everyone's audition, he would ask them the same question - "Do you think Wang Qiang regretted seeing all his family members on Earth after returning from Mars?"
This question is also a core discussion among game plot planners.
Wang Qiang drifted in the universe alone for so many years, died in nine deaths, accidentally crossed a black hole, and came to the devastated earth a hundred years later. At this time, there was no one on the earth that he cared about.
Did he ever regret it
Someone replied: "No regrets. He is a soldier and an astronaut, and it is great to carry out orders to go to Mars."
Someone replied: "regret. All the people he loves have disappeared in the torrent of time, his home is gone, and his life has no meaning."
Now, the audio designer is eager to hear Tan Yiming's answer.
According to the comprehensive score of the audition, Tan Yiming's voice fits well and his emotions are well grasped, at least he can rank in the top three. The only downside is the lack of work experience.
Tan Yiming didn't know that his resume had been scanned three times by others. He lowered his head and pondered the question, and a lyric suddenly jumped into his mind.
He blurted out: "He doesn't regret it."
"why?"
"Because there are some moths, they are born to fight fire." Tan Yiming's ears seemed to be echoing the voice of the boy.
"...?" The designer was a little surprised, "Explain."
Tan Yiming calmed down, he hardly needed to think, the answer was right on his lips: "Wang Qiang was a fighter pilot before he became an astronaut, and every flight of his is actually full of danger. I think, He chose this job not only because he was a soldier, but more importantly because he loved the blue sky and the feeling of flying. When he went to Mars, he must have understood how dangerous this trip would be. But it was like Moths fly into the fire, even if they know that the light will kill themselves, but every bug can't control it and will rush towards the light... I think that's what Wang Qiang's love for flying is like."
Tan Yiming continued: "He has already prepared the worst plan, that is, if he sacrifices, his relatives will bear the pain of losing him. But now the situation is reversed, he is still alive, while his relatives will bear the pain of losing him. Left... so he never regrets flying to Mars, only that he didn't see his loved ones before they died."
"...that's an interesting point."
The audio designer with the assistant badge was lost in thought, the pen barrel twitching in five fingers.
Now this game is still in the development stage, not only the dubbing candidates have not been finalized, but the soundtrack has not been completed. His main job is to compose, he has to compose a character song for each character, and the answer of this 11th candidate gave him a great inspiration.
Originally, he wanted to use the key of C to express the calm and maturity of the astronauts, but now that he thinks about it, in fact, the exciting and exciting F-sharp key is also a very good choice...
Seeing the "little assistant" who asked the question fell into inexplicable contemplation, Tan Yiming hurriedly asked, "May I leave?"
"Let's go, let's go, the door is over there, let's go!" The audio designer couldn't sit still for a long time, he jumped up from his seat, and wished he would rush back to his office now, pull out the staff and write a few bars just fine.
Tan Yiming was "boomed" away like this.
He thought, this assistant is really rude.
…
Tan Yiming walked down the corridor. In the atrium, ten other candidates were gathering in twos and threes to exchange the results of the audition.
When Tan Yiming finally came out, everyone's eyes fell on him at the same time.
However, Tan Yiming's calm expression made it impossible for them to judge whether his audition result was good or bad.
Tan Yiming found a seat and sat down, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on QQ.
There was no expression on his face, but his fingers flew up on the keyboard.
Yi Mingqingyun: @little swan
A Ming Qingyun: @Guess Guess
Boom: @guess
Yiming Qingyun: Come out, let me thank you.
guess: ...
guess: God, you finished the audition so soon
guess: [goose is shy].jpg
guess: what are you thanking me for
Tan Yiming pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, trying hard not to show any complacency in front of other competitors.
Yiming Qingyun: Thank you for letting me experience the joy of [talking with my classmates casually before entering the college entrance examination. The last big question is actually chatting knowledge points]:)
guess:…
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