Voice actor development system

Chapter 17 This is life

On Sunday morning, Suzuki Takuya got up early, washed and ate, changed into formal clothes and went straight to seaside. When he entered the door, Arashiyama Ayutori had already sat down at the bar and waited.

"Good morning, manager."

"Good morning."

After saying hello, Arashiyama Ayutori took a look at his attire, the suit and leather shoes were not bad, much more energetic than usual work clothes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the game site, it's not too far from here." Arashiyama Ayutori stretched, got up from the bar and walked out.

After locking the door, Arashiyama Ayumi drove him to the convention and exhibition center outside Santiao Street, where the venue for the TCC competition was rented. After getting off the car, he saw dozens of people lined up at the entrance of the convention and exhibition center. This game is really popular.

"Don't look over there, we belong to the contestants and have VIP access." While talking, he dragged him to the small door in the corner, and showed the identification plate to the security guard at the door. The two relaxed entered the venue.

A stage has been temporarily set up in the exhibition center. The contestants compete on the stage, and the judges sit in a row below the stage to comment.

But there are no seats for the audience, maybe the place is really not big enough, there are not so many places to put seats, so the audience can only stand and watch it wronged.

After looking at the time, there was still about half an hour left, and I didn't have time to go to the venue anymore, but prepared for the next game in the background.

Later, even the judges searched on Google, read the comments of the previous competitions, and roughly touched the judges' preferences.

After a while, Ayutori Arashiyama came to the backstage and gave him the number for the competition, number 1, so lucky, you can actually get number [-] among dozens of people.

Fortunately, he is more confident personally, it doesn't matter how many times he plays, otherwise he will be cheated to death. After chatting with her for a while, it's time for the game to start.

The big screen at the venue went dark first, and then the promotional video of this TCC competition was played. Suzuki Taku also stared at it for a while, and found that it was said to be a promotional video, but it was actually an advertisement for sponsors. In 4 minutes, he had already seen seven or eight advertisements, selling coffee machines and coffee beans, and even selling grinders and roasters in the back, which is really a one-stop service.

Soon after the promotional video was over, a middle-aged man in formal attire and black-rimmed glasses walked onto the stage, holding a microphone and a card in his hand. He should be the host of the competition.

"Welcome everyone to the Tokyo TCC Barista Contest Qualifiers. I am the host, Junji Kirihara. First of all, on behalf of the organizer, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all of you."

"The TCC Barista Competition is the only barista competition in Tokyo with professional standards, systematic rules, and internationally renowned barista competition. The purpose of the competition is to guide the coffee trend, spread coffee culture, and provide all baristas with a performance, competition, and communication. stage."

"This competition is exclusively sponsored by Sika Coffee. Sika Coffee is a dual experience of romance and passion. When coffee meets white, it is like romance meets passion. Creativity is infinitely stretched, and happiness is always with you, giving you a different extreme enjoyment. "

The host is good at reading the sponsorship, and he read a lot of them in a row in just a few seconds, and it's no wonder that the promotional videos are all one-stop services, and the co-authors are all products of the same company.

"Then the next game will officially start. Let's invite player number one to come on stage." The host retreated behind the stage, and Suzuki Taku also slowly stepped forward from the backstage. Performing under the watchful eyes of the audience, I was more or less nervous.

"Hello, judges. I am the No. [-] contestant, Takuya Suzuki. Next, let's enter the world of coffee." Takuya Suzuki came to the stage and bowed, then picked up the equipment and started making coffee.

"The coffee bean variety sidra used in the hand-brewed coffee this time is a cross between red bourbon and Typica. It comes from the La Palma y El Tucan estate of Felipe and Sebastian in Colombia. Between the lowlands of Lima, the cold wind of the Andes and the warm current of Tolima bring a huge temperature difference to the coffee estate, which puts a lot of pressure on the planting work, but the result is good, increasing the carbon water in the coffee fruit Compound content, and increased the pectin content by 1800%, so that the sweetness of the coffee is higher. The production parameters are 65g coffee powder, 22g coffee liquid is extracted, the water temperature is 45 degrees Celsius, and the extraction rate is 91%. "

While introducing the coffee beans here, the coffee in Takuya Suzuki’s hands has almost been mixed. Since there are more than one judge, making four cups at the same time makes it more difficult, but these are not a big problem for him.

Bring the coffee to the judges. In fact, there are more manuscripts prepared before, but I just thought about it. You can use it next time.

Several judges have roughly recorded the characteristics of this young man in the notes in their hands. No matter what it is, the first one is always impressive. After tasting the coffee, write down the score in the notebook, Suzuki Takuya made a final bow and walked off the stage. At this time, the host came to the stage to welcome the second contestant.

After that, Taku Suzuki didn't know the content of the game. He just returned to the backstage when he was pulled into the car by Ayutori Arashiyama and returned to seaside.

"what happened?"

"Something went wrong in the store. The part-time weekend students were sent to the hospital just now. I'm going to take a look here. You go to take a class first."

"Is the game over?"

"You've finished your performance. It doesn't matter if the contestants are here or not in the final score announcement."

"Okay." After talking about it, Suzuki Takuya really didn't have anything to say, and he couldn't be lazy today.

After sending Suzuki Takuya to the gate of Seaside, Arashiyama Ayutori drove to the hospital.Walking into the store, there are several female students sitting together and chatting. There are many more students in the store than usual on weekends. Maybe it’s because there is nothing to do during the holidays. I went straight to the bar and sat down, took out my mobile phone and prepared To kill time, I saw a few female students sitting not far away came over.

"Is that Suzuki-san?" the girl walking in front looked at him and asked.

"Yes, I'm Takuya Suzuki."

"I always hear the store manager talking about you. This time I finally met a real person. I am a student who works part-time as a waiter this weekend, Uesugi Kotomi." Speaking of which, he has never seen these part-time students, but that's okay , if you know one less person, you will have less trouble. Even if they are all in the same line group, he has not spoken much.

"Nice to meet you. I'm here today to take over the shift. I heard that there is something wrong with the part-time barista." Suzuki Takuya sighed, and the good vacation was gone for a day.

"Yes, the part-time barista boy is also my alumni. He was scratched by a car when he went out in the morning, but it shouldn't be a big problem. For safety's sake, he should go to the hospital for a checkup."

"En." Replied perfunctorily, Suzuki Takuya didn't want to talk in depth, once this kind of thing started, it would be endless, he just wanted to spend this day in peace.

The girl sitting across from her seemed to want to say something, but another customer came in, so nothing happened.

I sat at the bar for a day, and nothing special happened. In the middle, Arashiyama Ayutori called and told about the situation of the boy who was bumped. There was no problem, but he was asked to replace the shift for the day. Suzuki Tool people are used to it.

After get off work, I went back to Chunyuan Village and checked the email. The results of the audition had already been sent. It was about two hours ago, and the efficiency was quite high. The content was congratulations on passing the audition, and then it was time for the official dubbing.

After closing the mailbox, he remembered the situation of Matsuoka Zhencheng's sound audition at that time, and was about to send a line to ask, but when he opened the interface, the unread message popped up.

At full strength, Matsuoka Zhencheng: "Do you have time at night, Takuya, come out for a drink."

Suzuki Takuya's heart sank when he saw the news, and he replied with a good word, and there was an instant reply, it was the name of the bar that he and Aoyama Nanami went to before.I opened the closet and changed into casual clothes. I went out and took a taxi to the SA bar. The driver drove very fast and arrived at the door within a few minutes. After paying, I got out of the car and walked into the bar.

The bar was not as noisy as imagined. Suzuki Taku also walked around inside, and soon found Matsuoka Zhencheng sitting there drinking in the corner. There were already a few empty bottles on the side of the table. Been sitting here for a while.

"Takuya, you are here, let's sit down and drink together." Matsuoka Zhencheng opened his mouth first, raised the wine in his hand, and motioned him to sit down together.

Suzuki Takuya opened a bottle of wine and filled it up for himself, remained silent without speaking, took a sip of the wine and looked at Matsuoka Zhencheng.

"Why are you staring at me like that? I'm not as fragile as you think. It's just that I failed the audition. The most I can do is go back to my hometown." Matsuoka Zhencheng said with a smile.

Seeing that his face was actually fine, Suzuki Takuya took a long breath, stopped the words brewing in his mind, and then drank the wine. He didn't know what to say, so he simply waited for Matsuoka to speak.

"Actually, I didn't pass the audition. I really didn't have as good talent as you. I just relied on my own hard work to get to the present. I often have to work hard to master things that you can master in 10 minutes." It took me a few hours to understand, but this time I failed a lot."

Matsuoka Zhencheng leaned on the table with his hands, and spoke very plainly, without any emotional ups and downs, and he thought it through clearly.

"So Zhen Cheng, you don't plan to learn any more?"

"No, my family only gave me this time. Failure to succeed is my own fault. I will return to Hokkaido tomorrow."

Suzuki Taku also sighed. In fact, he thought this was a very suitable friend, but he didn't expect that they would be separated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Takuya, you don't have to sigh so much. I just went back to my hometown to fulfill another dream. I didn't go back to Hokkaido to grow potatoes. The contact information is still there. I can come to Tokyo to meet again or something."

"Another dream?"

"Car mechanic, I'm going back to my hometown to open a car repair shop, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of my childhood dream."

Suzuki Takuya nodded, as long as he can do what he likes. "When will you leave tomorrow, I'll see you off."

"No need, the ticket has already been bought. I want to come and leave alone in the city of Tokyo." Matsuoka Zhencheng looked out the window along the table, and Suzuki Takuya seemed to see the brilliance of stars in his eyes.

"Okay, I'm almost done drinking. I'm going back to pack my things. Takuya, I'll go first. I'll see you again if there is a chance." Matsuoka Zhencheng took a deep look at him for the last time, as if he was going to engrave this scene in the heart.

When he realized it, Matsuoka Zhencheng had already got up and walked a few steps, and Suzuki Takuya hurriedly got up and followed behind.

When leaving the bar, there were stars and a breeze outside, and the night in Tokyo was cool and colorful. Suzuki Takuya leaned against the wall of the bar, watching him walk the long road in the hazy moonlight, winding away, endless.

(End of this chapter)