【Playboy Armor】
[Playboy B] ← This, give No. 1 to Crooked Miaozi. (circled in red)
Qi Jin silently glanced at the label on the notebook, and then silently glanced at Yuan Zhengming, the chief director in front of him.
"Mr. Yuan, you..."
"Why," Yuan Zhengming said solemnly with a lazy old fox smile, "Isn't this role quite suitable?"
- In a sense, it is quite suitable.
Matching a playboy or something is simply his old business, just listen to the voice and don't be too vivid. If it was just like this, he would not complain. The reason for complaining is that they are both "playboys", but A and B's line styles are obviously different. Although he thinks that he is suitable for A, Yuan Zhengming chose him to match B.
The scene of this scene is located in the brothel where the protagonist "Qin Tuo" often visits. These two playboys are both clients in the background sound and are flirting with all the women. The lines are as follows.
[Playboy A]: Hahaha, nothing compares to seeing the picturesque beauty here. Come, come, sing a song to this son, don't waste this beautiful time in vain.
[Playboy B]: Beauty, I'm comfortable serving my brother, keeping your brocade clothes and food in the future, and being beautiful in front of your sisters~ What kind of gold and silver do you want, how can your brother not come up with it? Who is the most well-behaved today, next time my brother will give me a jade bracelet, eh
Compared with A, B knew that it was not a good thing as soon as he heard it.
"Mr. Yuan, you did it on purpose." Qi Jin gave up the question and went straight to the statement.
"The director wants to consider the contrast of the voice," Yuan Zhengming stroked his jaw slightly in a serious manner, but the sly smile on the corner of his mouth still betrayed him, "Your voice is indeed good for both A and B, but if he is there... suitable for B."
Qi Jin followed the direction of his finger and glanced silently at Qiu Tianyang, the "Playboy A" who came to join in the fun. Qiu Tianyang winked at him with an innocent look on his face.
"Are you actually here to gang up too..."
"Anyway, idle is idle."
The members of the official recording were taking a short break in another recording studio, and Yuan Zhengming happened to be free to come over to guide the miscellaneous part of the play. As a director who basically did not directly participate in the production, Qiu Tianyang didn't need to show up at all today, but he couldn't be "free", so he sneaked over.
"It is said that this kid has also played dubbing before, but the sense of play is not very good. At present, he can only play tricks." Yuan Zhengming revealed his shortcomings in front of him.
"Cough... I'm sorry, sorry. I haven't practiced for a long time, so... " Qiu Tianyang admitted his mistake.
"The sense of drama is not good, and the sound can fascinate a group of little girls, which is also a saving grace." At this time, Yuan Zhengming suddenly laughed "hey", and after complaining, he did not forget to hold the other party's two small hands. He said, "You both have the same type of voice, but Crooked Miaozi, you sound more 'evil', like a bad man. Well, he's a little more upright."
This is exactly the same as the evaluation of the network planners...
But, that's not the point.
"Aren't you afraid that your voice will be recognized?" Qi Wei raised her eyebrows curiously.
Regardless of gamers, there will be a few other female CVs with brothels who will participate in this scene later. Maybe someone knows him.
Yesterday at the introduction meeting, Qiu Tianyang even hid behind him and did not dare to give a speech, and pushed their manager to replace him. Now he is willing to speak and record? According to the terrible circulation of the "Zhutian Ling" games in the past, even if he only appeared in the background sound, even if there was only one line, it was impossible not to be discovered.
Hearing him ask, Qiu Tianyang smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "Well, it's not a big deal when you think about it. Anyway, the name will not be announced to the public. If someone recognizes the voice, it should be an accident for them. And... "
Speaking of which, take a moment.
"Also, if you don't work hard to keep up with other people... If there is a chance to dub together again in the future, am I the only one holding back?"
This sentence did not clearly indicate who the "others" were referring to, but Qi Jin understood it immediately.
He slightly raised his head and looked at the person beside him with some surprise. After a long while, he smiled lightly without a trace, without breaking the words in the other party's words.
Strange to say, these two or three conversations made his mood unbelievably slowly become happy, with a kind of eagerness to try, and a fighting spirit that he hadn't seen for a long time. The last time I had this kind of fighting spirit was when I was slammed down the Bronze Sparrow Stage in the preliminary competition, and then woke up by the "second child".
"The second child once asked me if I wanted to join you. If I did join... I would be the 'old seventh'."
He smiled and tapped the man on the shoulder briskly with the script in his hand.
"There will definitely be opportunities for cooperation in the future - give me more advice, fifth."
The dubbing went on for hours in an orderly and intense manner. For many online CVs, this kind of high-load, high-intensity dubbing is the first time, but being able to get on-site guidance from seniors like Yuan Zhengming, I have to say that I have benefited a lot, and everyone feels pain and joy.
In order to save time, at noon, all the staff had a takeaway lunch in the recording studio, just like the daily life of a real voice actor.
Qi Qin, who was fine after finishing the group work early, naturally became a temporary handyman on the scene, helping the staff to run errands, move equipment, etc. Zhang Cheng saw him laughing with the equipment assistant while carrying Thing went through the corridor, startled, and hurriedly told him to rest aside, but he continued to work on the grounds of "having fun". Zhang Cheng tried to persuade him for a few words, so he had no choice but to go with him.
"Why did you become a field manager?" Tan Zixian, who came out of the recording studio halfway through, frowned slightly when he saw that he was already getting along with the staff, busying himself with him.
"Ah, the working environment here is very similar to that of a TV station, and there is a kind of intimacy." Qi Jin put down the box in his hand, stopped and smiled at him.
Tan Zixian glanced down at the box on the ground. Judging from the sound of the box falling to the ground, the weight does not seem to be light.
"Thank you for carrying such a heavy thing," he meaningfully examined Qi Jin from top to bottom, "Is your body okay?"
"Huh?" Are you not sick at all
"I'm asking, is your body still able to handle it?" Tan Zixian took two steps closer, as if he was discussing an ordinary matter, his tone was calm as usual, "unless nothing happened after you went back last night."
Qi Gu quickly reacted to what he was saying, and was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed slightly, she turned her eyes away with a guilty conscience, and moved the collar of her shirt slightly with her hand.
"Cough," he murmured hesitantly, "I'm fine. But, he might, not so well..."
The more a sentence was said, the smaller the voice, and the more vague it was.
Fortunately, the person in front of him was a lawyer, and he understood it as soon as he heard it.
Understand, understand, Tan Zixian's eyes raised suddenly were a little surprised, but he couldn't speak for a while, and made a soft "Huh". Later, even if he took his stunned gaze back out of politeness, he still couldn't help but secretly stunned for a while - after all, the inherent concept was suddenly subverted, and everyone needed to digest it. Qi Jin just lowered his head and smiled shyly, without saying anything.
when the recording is complete. It's three or four in the afternoon.
Everyone walked out of the door of the recording studio with a long sigh of relief. After a day of recording, most of the players were so hoarse that they didn't want to talk anymore, but before the official disbandment, they would still seize the time to chat and leave their contact information.
"How are you all worthy?"
Yang Jie, as the first actor with the most and longest lines, is also the last group of people to come out of the studio. But he still looked in good spirits and seemed to be able to go on recording for hours, which was admirable.
Due to the limited space in the compartment outside the recording room, it is inconvenient for people to crowd together and easily affects the emotional performance of the people inside, so during the recording period, they are all carried out in batches. Unless there is a chance to play together, the players will enter the studio alternately, some will go in to record, and others will come out to rest or try to figure out their lines. Yang Jie couldn't follow the whole process, so he asked this as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Ah, I'm just running around and I only have two lines. After I finish it, I basically do chores on the spot." Qi Wei smiled leisurely. The first thing that "Second Child" pays attention to is the dubbing, which shows that he really likes this.
"Oh, that's it." Yang Jie then turned to look at Shen Yan again, and hurriedly asked as if he was eager to get an answer, "How about you, Sixth? How many times have you been CUT by Teacher Yuan?"
"If I get CUT because of myself, three times." Shen Yan told the truth. Those that were cut because of someone else's mistake don't count.
Hearing this, Yang Jie grinned slightly, smiled contentedly, and raised a pair of eyebrows: "I won - I was only CUT twice from start to finish."
Shen Yan didn't mean to compete with him, she just smiled when she heard the words.
However, Qi Jin leaned forward with a smile, beckoned to Yang Jie, and sent a very thoughtful reminder: "He has two characters added up three times in total, so on average... In fact, the number of times is less than two."
Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, his smile suddenly collapsed, and he shouted again and again: "Ah! I actually lost, I lost! I'm so unwilling..."
It was exactly the effect in his mind - this time it was Qi Jin's turn to laugh. Shen Yan smiled helplessly and looked at him, but it made him laugh even more. It happened that there were only four of them here, and there was no one else. He could casually put one hand on Shen Yan's shoulder and enjoy the moment. pleasant atmosphere.
In the end, it was Shen Yan who took the initiative to round up the field: "The second son is the protagonist, and his lines are much more than mine, so there is no way to compare. And such a large amount of lines has only been cut twice by Teacher Yuan, I personally think it is quite Great."
Maybe it was because his tone was too sincere, Yang Jie's face was slightly warmed by what he said, and he coughed twice in a low voice: "No... it's nothing special."
"Hey, obviously you were so immodest just now." When Shen Yan sang the white face, it was one of Qi's pleasures to sing the black face in a proper manner.
"Are you looking down on those of us who have been CUT more than a dozen times?" Tan Zixian also threw a fluttering sentence at this time and joined the ranks of black-faced singers.
"Yeah, what about those of us who have been CUT more than a dozen times?" Qiu Tianyang followed closely.
Originally, he was just following along with Tan Zixian, but as soon as he said this, all four of them turned their attention to him. Aside from Qi Jin who was watching the excitement with a smile that he had known for a long time, the other three were obviously surprised.
Among them, Shen Yan's reaction was the most calm, and she was stunned but did not speak.
Tan Zixian frowned slightly: "Why do I have two pages of lines, you only have one line, and you have been CUT as many times as me?"
Yang Jie was more straightforward, and said bitterly: "I know you deserve to be rotten, but I didn't expect it to be rotten like this—"
Qiu Tianyang said cowardly and aggrievedly: "...I, we are a group of miscellaneous people, and being CUT is not only my fault, it's too much."
Just as he was about to continue his appeal, when he raised his head, he met Shen Yan's silent gaze, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be putting some of the blame on Qi Jin, who was in the same group. In a pleasing tone: "No, no, no, in the case of his return, Mr. Yuan has basically never CUT him. Because of the nature of multi-person collaboration, the main part of the CUT is 'group cooperation', because of personal reasons. There are very few CUTs…”
At this time, Tan Zixian sneered softly: "Oh? Then, do you dare to say that you haven't been CUT once?"
Qiu Tianyang silently looked up at the sky.
So far, only the confession is lenient.
"Okay... I've been CUT five times, really only five times, and it was caused by force majeure beyond my control."
Yang Jie has been frowning tightly, and after hearing the words, he asked: "What force majeure?"
Qiu Tianyang cleared his throat: "Well, Teacher Yuan said, how come my voice doesn't sound like an ordinary playboy, tell me to make my temperament a little rougher and my tone a little more natural, and don't be so aggressive that I feel like I'm just listening to it. It's an emperor or prince who goes on tour in a micro service. So... in order to try to match a real passerby, I went back and forth a few times, eh."
All speechless for a while.
Qi Jin raised her eyebrows slightly: "Five, are you showing off?"
Tan Zixian continued coldly: "It's obviously showing off."
Yang Jie finally recovered at this moment, his face sank, and he was furious: "King, eight, eggs!"
While scolding, he has already taken a step, and he is about to step over and slap this guy who always attracts people with his voice and doesn't want to make progress in his acting skills.
Qiu Tianyang saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly pleaded guilty.
"I was wrong! I was wrong! Can't I be wrong!"
"Who cares about you!" Yang Jie gritted his teeth and was about to grab his arm.
Qiu Tianyang hurriedly dodged back and was lucky enough to escape this time, but he was sure that he could not dodge alone, and his first reaction was to turn to the life-saving straws No. 1 and No. 2 to perform guerrilla hide-and-seek. Not knowing which life-saving straw to run to first, Shen Yan, who had been watching silently, suddenly called out to him, "Five, come here, I'll block it for you."
Qi Jin gave a rather unexpected "hey".
Tan Zixian was also a little surprised, staring at him without moving.
The most unexpected thing was of course Qiu Tianyang himself, who was stunned in place, only to return to reality after a while, and he was flattered and passed over: "Liu Liu, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Yan suddenly grabbed his upper arm when he came to him, and turned outward in an instant, twisting half of his body and folding his arms back. The other hand pinched the back of his neck, and used a standard grabbing posture to hold down the man firmly, without changing his face during the whole process. In the end, he raised his head lightly and said to Yang Jie, "I caught him—you fight."
Yang Jie burst into a bright smile and gave a thumbs-up high praise: "Lao Liu, well done!"
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Qiu Tianyang almost wanted to swallow a mouthful of blood.
"Yin..." He sucked in a breath of cold air and groaned angrily, "Yin-dangerous-ah-"
Qi Jin couldn't stop laughing, and his stomach was aching from laughing.
Tan Zixian shook his head with a "You are so naive" expression, but the corners of his lips were slightly upturned.
The trip to Beijing gradually came to an end amid laughter.
I had a celebration banquet with several teachers, other staff members, and players. They all went back to pack their bags and prepare for their return journey.
Yang Jie will stay in Beijing for two or three days this time, so he said goodbye to them at the door of the hotel, and made an appointment when the school will have winter vacation, and then find a chance to go to Qiqin and the others to gather.
Qiu Tianyang drove him to the airport. Tan Zixian walked silently.
"Take care." Qiu Tianyang did not listen to Shen Yan, but parked the car in the parking lot and insisted on sending him and Qi Jin into the terminal building. When they had completed the registration procedures and were ready to go through the security check, he whispered after a long while. After saying such a sentence, there was still a little self-blame in his voice.
"Well," Shen Yan nodded, very calmly, "You too."
Qi Jin smiled slightly and continued: "After I transfer to Beijing in March next year, we will be able to meet often, drink and chat. I hope that other people will be there at that time."
- Of course, it refers to those of the "old" generation.
Hearing this, Qiu Tianyang gave a light "um", although the smile was not very convincing, but at least he was optimistic: "Well, maybe we won't have to wait until March next year."
At that time, neither the speaker nor the listener knew that this sentence would become a prophecy.
And...not in the time and way they'd ideal.