Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 89 85. Propaganda Broadcasting (End)
When Sakura Lingyin noticed the look in his eyes, her whole body trembled.

"What are you thinking, junior, your eyes are so strange. Don't get me wrong, I just chose this because I was afraid that your drawing ability is too poor.

And isn't this a promotional activity for Sakurasou?Then let's have some more things related to it. "

Sakurai Jun nodded, still smiling all over his face, he didn't care what Sakura Lingyin said, anyway, he just took it as he thought.

But drawing...

Advanced Drawing (19/20)
Sakurai Hayao really didn't know what to say, what kind of mess is this all about.

But it is just needed now, so just treat him as a high school graduate of the art department.

Sakurai Hayao picked up the pencil, his movements were a little rusty at first, then gradually became significantly faster, and finally a flower that could be seen as a cherry blossom appeared on the sketch paper.

Sakura Lingyin's expression gradually became surprised, and finally nodded, with a strange little superiority on his expression.

"Senior, please comment, but please be merciful." Sakurai Jun put down the pen, and put the drawing paper in front of Sakura Lingyin with both hands.

She took it and pinched her lips with her fingers, with a very serious expression.

Sakurai Hayao scratched his head and decided to take a look at the barrage right now.

"Seiyuu?Are there so many voice actors now?Why does it seem to be better than me, an art student? 』

Sakurai Hayao read this comment and blinked, "How should I say this? I'm special, right? People can't be generalized."

A screen full of question marks appeared again.

"Ahem, cough, don't you have anything else you want to ask? About Sakurasou, this is a promotional live broadcast of the animation screening, so why don't you ask some questions?"

"Good guy, you really didn't look at anything just now, did you? 』

"I'm reporting that these two hosts are just chatting and don't care about the audience at all. I can do it myself." 』

"Can I add my little brother's line? 』

"Zhenbai hehehe~"

Sakurai Jun raised his head and looked at the staff outside the door, "Well, there seems to be a strange person here, can't you silence it? As for the line... I'm sorry, I don't like girls younger than me."

"Here here! 93 Mature Women Uninvited! 』

"Go away, my little brother will be guarded by me!" 』

"By the way, how old are the two voice actors?She looks really young, so she must not be an adult yet? 』

"Yes, so those who invited me for a drink, turn yourself in. You can also apply for clemency."

"Junior, you had a very happy chat, do you want me to go out and continue?"

Sakurai Hayao raised his head and looked at Sakura Lingyin, his expression was full of anger, "Senior, how can you say that, of course you are more important to me, did you see the barrage posted by some strange people?" ? I'm kicking them out right now... how come?"

The third full screen question mark appeared.

"Okay, okay, I have made a good evaluation of your painting, do you want to listen to it?"

Sakurai Hayao was sitting, his expression became serious, as if he was about to be judged, "Please speak."

"Ordinary."

Sakurai Jun almost couldn't hold back his expression, and the words he said were broken.

"That's it? Don't you have any other feelings?"

Sakura Lingyin pursed her lips, her expression seemed to be enduring something, "Well, that's really the only way."

"Well, at least it's not that bad, is it?"

Sakurai Jun leaned on the chair with a peaceful expression, like a salted fish who had lost all motivation.

"Okay, don't make trouble, what is the talent show you chose? It seems that it's getting late, and it can be over after finishing this...Is it, this is the end."

"Time flies so fast, it seems like you haven't done anything at all." Sakurai Jun talked about him, looking a little cowardly.

"So what's the talent show you chose? Hurry up and let's get off work." Sakura Lingyin urged, with a strange expression on her face.

"Hey, hey, can't you? Are you really going to come?" The tone was full of disbelief.

"Ah, I want to try it out, but it's an agreement, isn't it? Hey, Kamoshi-san and Mingtian-san, is that okay?"

Sakurai Hayao shouted loudly, speaking a code word that only a few people might know.

Kamoshida waved his hand, Akita Chuanhito nodded with a smile, Sakurai Hayao was satisfied, and took the packaging bag up from beside his feet.

"Ahem, next is the talent show I want senior to perform, and that is——Dangdangdang, listen to the song!"

Sakurai Hayao took out the player and his single CD, put them on the table, and adjusted one of the lenses to point directly at the pink player.

Sakura Lingyin finally laughed out, as if exaggerated, with a loud voice, covering her mouth and saying intermittently:

"It's really you, how dare you? Hiss, my stomach hurts."

Sakurai Hayao ignored her, calmly took out a brand new CD, put it into the player, and looked up at the staff.

"Well, is there a small microphone? The kind for office use."

Soon a small microphone was brought over, and he placed it near the speaker of the player, nodding in satisfaction.

"Junior, isn't there a big microphone in front of us?"

Sakura Lingyin's face was a little rosy, and it looked like she really laughed a lot just now.

Sakurai Hayao took it for granted, "Because it's far away, and it's still so high, I'm afraid I won't be able to fully hear the sound from the player.

The most important thing is to clear the sound effect, I may carry the player up to it, it is very heavy, so this is just right. "

Sakurai Jun connected all the power supplies, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it, and then turned on the switch of the player, and there was a rustling sound.

"Okay, okay, let's start listening to the song talent show! Work hard senior, fans who are watching the live broadcast, let's listen to it too."

His expression was tense and expectant.

In a few seconds, his singing came out of the player, drifted in the small room, and entered the ears of fans along the small receiver.

The barrage slowly stopped, and everyone at the scene closed their eyes, enjoying this somewhat sad song.

After 4 minutes, the song stopped abruptly.

"Well, senior's performance is perfect, so it looks like I lost."

Sakura Lingyin opened his eyes and glared at him, a little angry at Sakurai Hayao's incomprehensible style, the corners of his eyes were still red.

Smiling all over his face, he took out the toilet paper he carried with him, took out two and handed them to Sakura Lingyin, and a small piece of cookie as well.

Sakura Lingyin wiped the corners of her eyes with paper, and ate the cookie viciously.

"That's why I said that senior's performance is great. Listen to a song and immerse yourself in the emotion contained in the song. I believe every singer will be sincerely happy about it, right?

But I still want to ask, is this song good? "

"A sad song, although it doesn't feel like it belongs to my favorite part, but if I can, I should keep a CD. 』

"I like it, but I don't like it that much. 』

"Zhenbai... woo woo woo"

"Hmm, it seems that everyone's evaluation of this song is not bad, so I can rest assured.

Insert an advertisement, this song is my debut single, if you want to buy it, please pay attention to the official account of AM Seiyuu Firm, there will be detailed information on it.

By the way, I should also hold a small concert. If possible, friends from Tokyo, please support me, thank you! "

"? ? ?Sudden publicity? 』

"My waist can't stand your sudden flirting"

"Kanda Sora, let's sink into Tokyo Bay quickly! 』

"Ahem, cough, that's it, it's almost time for this promotional broadcast to end..."

"This is a promotional campaign for "Sakurasou" co-produced by AM Seiyuu Office and the production team of Sakurasou. It's time to bid farewell to everyone!"×2
"I'm Sora Kanda, Hayao Sakurai"

"I'm Shiina Mashiro, Sakura Rinne"

"Thank you for watching, until the next event, goodbye~"×2
　Wuhu, complete daily
　　
　
(End of this chapter)