Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 92 88. It is necessary to adapt in advance

At 9:11, Sakurai Hayao stood at the door of the venue.

How should I put it, he suddenly felt that he was so powerful that he could hold a concert in such a large venue, although it could not be the entire venue.

Do you suddenly feel that this is really good?

Of course, he didn't feel that he was not qualified enough.

Master singing (80/200)
To put it bluntly, his current singing skills are definitely the strongest among voice actors. Yesterday's live broadcast directly allowed his skills to super-evolve.

Sure enough, he played the super simple remake of Real Life OL, right?
But is the firm really not afraid of losing money?Or do you really have some unknown background relationship?

Sakura Lingyin?

"Mr. Junior, we see that you have been here for a while, what's the matter? Why don't you come in."

Sakurai Hayao raised his head in surprise, and instantly turned into dead fish eyes.

"Ah, good morning, senior, and, senior Dongshan."

"Sakurai-kun... Uwah, I suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing over me, um, what's wrong with me? Why do you look at me so strangely?"

"How could it be your fault, the younger generation must have taken the wrong medicine?" Sakura Lingyin held Higashiyama Naoyang's hand, looking at Hayao Sakurai with a teasing look in his eyes.

"Yes, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have invited seniors to show me around. Maybe Nobunaga and the others are a good choice."

Sakurai Hayao thought about it.

"Then let's go?"

"Please, senior."

Sakura Lingyin raised her chin, glanced at Sakurai Hayao, then put her arms around Higashiyama Naoyang with a smile on her face, and walked into the gate of the venue.

Sakurai Jun can already accept it with a normal heart, because summer is coming soon, and the two girls can't hug each other every day, can they?

No way?
"My juniors come to see, the exhibition halls in these two directions are used for AnimeJapan activities, but it has been over for a long time.

Ah, by the way, it was just a few days before you became a voice actor, what a pity, it was still very lively, I hope you have the opportunity to come over next year. "

Sakurai Hayao showed a puzzled expression, since it was over, why did he come here to hold a concert? It has been so long.

"Of course you won't open it in the exhibition hall, even if the time is right, it is impossible to hold a concert for you, you can't afford it even if you sell the office.

Your first small concert was held in the conference room inside the tower, which can seat about 800 people. Although it is not the largest, it is not the smallest either, which is great. "

There was an uncontrollable smile on Sakura Lingyin's face, she just said, it's just a newcomer's concert, how could it be held here.

It turns out that the real situation is that even ordinary debut idols are not as good as those who will at least start their first stage in the gymnasium.

Looking at the opposite tower, Sakurai Jun scratched his head and felt relieved. It seems that even if he loses, he probably won't lose too much.

It's not that he's worried about the firm's financial situation. The key is that if he doesn't make a profit on his first investment and loses it, will he really have a chance to get a concert next time?
It is also possible that his temperature will slowly drop to freezing point. Although it is not big, it is also possible that he will be completely refrigerated.

Then he really can pay back the money after a monkey year and a horse month.

So really peace of mind.

What Sakura Lingyin wanted to see was not this expression, she raised her hand worriedly to touch Sakurai Hayao's forehead, and asked in his surprised eyes:
"What's the matter, junior? You couldn't be hit, right? It doesn't matter, newcomers, it's like this from the beginning.

Look at Nayang, she hasn't had a chance to hold a concert yet, although her firm is more optimistic about her, which is one reason.

And Zhenli, she also endured for a long time before she had the opportunity to sing a single for her debut, junior, your start is really good. "

Sakurai Hayao looked inspired, and raised his fists above his head, "Yes, senior, I will work hard!"

"Yeah, that's how it feels, let's go, I'll take you to see the place where you're going to perform, Ota-san told me."

Only then did Sakurai Hayao realize that what Sakura Lingyin said just now was very clear, about seven to eight hundred people...

So Daejeon-san, are you really my manager?

Sakurai Hayao, who was following the two people, was completely confused by this person's operation.

"Sixth floor, sixth floor, ah, I found it."

Sakura Lingyin, who entered the elevator, moved cutely, pressing the number 6, and then the figures of the three people were blocked by the closed elevator door.

Ten seconds later, the elevator door opened, and three people walked out.

Appearing in front of Sakurai Hayao was a meeting room door with a banner saying "Sakurai Hayao's personal concert venue" on the door.

"Ah, since it's not usually used by anyone, it can be decorated in advance."

Sakura Lingyin was like a prophet, without waiting for Sakurai Jun to ask, he took the lead in giving the answer calmly, with a tense expression.

"Really? As expected of a senior, you know a lot." Sakurai Hayao of course cheered, clapping his hands quickly.

"Not at all, this is what Ota-san said, well, go in and see what your first stage really looks like."

Sakurai Hayao nodded, took a deep breath, and pushed open the closed door with both hands.

It was pitch black behind the door, and it looked like it wasn't time for work yet, and there was no one inside.

Sakurai Hayao took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight that he thought would be useless. The first row of seats in front was illuminated.

Sakurai Hayao feels like the kind of chair in the auditorium of his student days, with no comfort at all.

Walking along the middle path to the front, what is unexpected here is not the podium that you can go up at will, but the stage that existed at first glance.

It's so strange, what do you want to use for installing a stage in the conference room? Do you perform physical performances during speeches?

After going around in a circle, I still saw a small staircase in the corner where I could go up to the stage. After walking up, Sakurai Hayao walked slowly to the front facing the chair.

Sakura Lingyin and Higashiyama Naoyang sat in the front row of seats like students, and when they saw him, they waved to him like fans.

Sakurai Hayao also waved his hand, but he felt that his movements were not really stretched. The feeling in this was even more subtle than when he faced the camera yesterday.

Especially looking at the densely packed empty seats in front, thinking that when the official start, there might be some people sitting below, the feeling is even more subtle.

To put it bluntly, Sakurai Hayao found himself facing too many real people, and he might feel a little socially afraid.

This is completely different from the sound audition. There may be more than 600 people, or even [-] seats.

Just thinking about being watched by so many pairs of eyes, Sakurai Hayao suddenly wanted to hold Ota Takayuki's hand and say something like "Why don't I stop being an idol".

Of course, it’s impossible not to do it. It’s already reached this level, and no matter what, I have to do it.

"Junior, you can't be nervous, are you?"

Sakurai Hayao, who was thinking about it, was taken aback, and then saw Sakura Lingyin and Higashiyama Nao, who did not know when they appeared behind him.

Seeing his performance, the two looked at each other strangely, Sakura Lingyin said:

"Obviously there were so many people watching the live broadcast yesterday, junior, you were only a little nervous at the beginning, how many people are there?"

"This, after all, is different..."

Sakurai Hayao's tone was listless, since he was discovered anyway, there was no need to continue pretending.

It's not a good thing to have a better imagination sometimes.

　Ah, is this a little watery?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)