tokyo voice

"Then how about you start a topic now?" Shimizu Qi suggested.

"I, let me think..." Matsuda pursed his lips sincerely and began to think seriously.

Seeing this situation, Yin Ze couldn't help but want to make suggestions for him. After all, the opportunity is rare, and it is also great for good brothers to get some exercise.

Ding~dangdang~~

The school bell rang.

"Hey, isn't it, is it time?" Shimizu Qi looked at the process book in surprise, "The time is so fast, it's over. Then forget it, I've said so much, it's great."

"Is it enough? Can't we wait?" Yin Ze bravely stood up.

"Enough is enough."

"..."

Onishi-chan's friend has some similarities with the younger seniors.

Matsuda Makoto, who was thinking hard, looked at the fast-wielding host, but showed a hint of appreciation.

"Boss, boss, pay the bill, boss." Sakura Mio also stood up.

The staff trotted onto the stage as the bell rang at the end of the session, and steadily carried away the tables and chairs needed for the scene to clear the field.

"What do you think of the coffee?" Sakura Mio asked.

"Basically perfect." Matsuda said sincerely.

"Thank you, you are so gentle." Qing Shuiqi was a little surprised, and bowed slightly.

"Well, from the perspective of the system, I feel that Shimizu-san and I belong to the same system." Matsuda added sincerely.

"Ah, true or false...?" Qing Shuiqi took two steps back inadvertently.

"Isn't it? Is it my illusion?" Matsuda sincerely also noticed the other's little move.

"She looks like she's desperately trying to deny it." Yin Ze coughed lightly.

"Do I look the same as you?" Shimizu asked cautiously.

"That, that's that, the rhythm of the conversation, the way of thinking, you understand." Matsuda hinted sincerely.

"The rhythm is quite unique, is there a feeling of synchronization?" Shimizu Qi asked clearly.

"Yes." Matsuda nodded sincerely.

"Then are you on the left or the right?" Qing Shui asked.

"I'm on the right."

"Then I'm on the left."

"Oh..." Matsuda sincerely scratched his hair hesitantly.

What is the same series of different models, where is this the language of the Protoss?Why do I understand every word but don't understand what you are talking about?

For the first time, Master Yin felt that he gradually did not understand his brothers.

The tutor and the students looked at each other, and each hugged the guest and the host.

"Thank you again for the presence of the two special guests." Sakura Mio said first.

"Thanks for the hospitality, for the hospitality."

With the dimming of the light, the male guests who were already wrapped in black also retreated into the shadows.

Next, it has nothing to do with them, because the following is a girl group singing animation songs live, which can be said to be a small Live.

"I didn't expect Senior Rigao and Sakura-san to rehearse singing in advance, and even have a corresponding simple dance." Yin Ze folded his hands and leaned his back against the wall of the passageway in the backstage, looking cool, "Then you have to behave well." , I will be here to support you."

"Hey, I suddenly feel like and dislike." Hidaka Mana held her chest and backed away.

"Hehehe, when I think that there will be a video about you in my mobile phone besides the photo, I am so happy." Yin Ze took out his mobile phone despicably, and smiled evilly.

"Backstage stealing?" Hidaka Mana cast a contemptuous look, "You are breaking the rules."

"Oh, you're shy." Yin Ze said with interest, "It's useless to stop me here, because this event will definitely produce a BD, Jie Jie, when I buy a copy, I can still watch it arrive."

"Tsk." Hidaka Mana resisted as much as possible, "Whenever you go to sing and dance, I will do the same thing."

"Haha, have you ever heard that a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall?" Yin Ze smiled and said, "I'm not one of those characters in horror movies who seek their own death. How can I keep such a trick?"

"I'd like to see how long you can keep this leeway." Hidaka Mana lightly pushed someone's chest, then walked away with a snort.

"If I don't sing well later on, you can't make fun of me when I come down." Sakura Mio, who was beside her, said awkwardly.

"How could it be? Would I act like that kind of villain?" Yin Ze said righteously, "On the contrary, I still want to praise you vigorously, and I will call you backstage!"

"It's not necessary..." Sakura Mio said softly, "You can just be a normal audience, no laughing or boasting, do you hear me?"

When it was over, Sakura-san also pushed someone.

Damn, I succumb to morality and principles, and I can't fight back against this kind of aggression.

Yin Ze rubbed his chest and thought to himself.

"Open Live, I'm really envious." Matsuda sincerely said suddenly, with some aftertaste in his eyes.

"Do you still have a musician's dream?" Yin Ze was curious.

"No, didn't we record the song before, King of Idol 2." Matsuda said sincerely, "At that time, I always thought that I would be able to participate in activities later, and I was very nervous at that time. I wondered whether I should practice privately every day. I Doesn’t that character know how to do backflips? I even made a special trip to ask the parkour teacher to learn.”

"It's not necessary..." Yin Ze thought for a while, "But it's useless to say these things, it's all a matter of changing the story."

"Yeah, it doesn't look like there's an official restart yet." Matsuda said sincerely, "But occasionally I think about it, there should still be a chance to be on stage together."

"You're not the kind of person who likes to perform on a big stage, are you?" Yin Ze asked.

"Yeah. But Taichi Oda is the first character with a name in my career." Matsuda smiled sincerely, "Plus you and Shimadzu are my teammates... suddenly I don't feel so resistant. Originally, I ran to Tokyo To be a voice actor is to live without regrets and to experience more things.”

"pretty good."

Yin Ze said so.Then he was in the small passage backstage, and heard the music playing outside.

Everyone is really advancing step by step.

From backstage to the spotlight.

Maybe one day it will.

Chapter 110 The Death of the Peerless Master

"Welcome to the online meeting of "The Last Fist 5". After this event, the game will be open for login. I believe fighters all over the world can't hold back anymore. Before the new round of fighting starts, please Allow me to introduce to you the wonderful features of the new series——!"

A man in a suit and leather shoes exuding a successful demeanor stepped onto the stage, leaning against the wide screen, and began to explain in high spirits.

"This work uses the latest Void 4 engine, adopts the latest 3D graphics technology, and uses full 3D graphics to reproduce the touch of the entire series in a more gorgeous way, making the combat experience even more shocking! In short, it is very cool~"

The man's fists are clenched in the air, showing confidence.

"We have also made some simple modifications to the air tank system. Compared with the previous work, the battle rhythm of this work is more diverse. You can use gorgeous combos to suppress the enemy, or you can patiently wait for a good opportunity. One move It decides the direction of victory and defeat, and the tricks of each character have also been expanded, with many possibilities, which is quite cool.”

"We have made a more detailed design of the networking function. Now you can compete with fighters from all over the world. There are also many entertainment modes to choose from. In addition, there is a complete man-machine battle mode. Each character With its own battle levels and plots, players can fully enjoy the charm of the game and the series even if they cannot connect to the Internet for special reasons. But no matter what, King of Clouds is still at the top. Practice hard and get to the top! "

The man's tone is passionate.

"The plot of this work is a link between the past and the future. The official comics are being serialized and updated every Friday. Don't miss it."

"The first version of the game has 16 controllable characters, and more will be added later. Each character has its own characteristics. Each character can accumulate proficiency and upgrade, earn game coins, unlock kinetic gems at the same time, change special effects and record your data!"

"We also adopted the latest mobile phone token to ensure account security." The man added humorously, "Everyone has a mobile phone, right?"

"In addition, the official released a warm-up CG before, and now I'm going to announce its full version—"

With a wave of the man's hand, the light in the venue dimmed, and the big screen lit up immediately.

"Once again, I had the same dream, alone in the dark surrounded by the sounds of death."

An old, deep and hoarse voice spoke slowly.

In the depths of the rotten purgatory, the inhuman undead were howling, crawling towards the standing gray-clothed old man, drowning the old man with flesh and blood and curses.

"How stupid, when I stare at death and turn my back on it, you have lost your only chance."

BGM changed from calm to intense.

"I live to fight, and as long as my blood is still boiling, I will not submit, and I will not be defeated by you mere rotting dead!"

The old but resolute voice spoke vigorously.

The cold blue grudge exploded majesticly, enveloping the old man, and the skinny undead were overturned and exploded under the violent impact, and their obsession with revenge was also turned into fly ash.

The gray-clothed old man slowly opened his eyes, waking up from his dream, and he stared straight at the boxing demon with long red hair who was like a demon god, coming straight towards him.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but suddenly he covered his mouth with his hands.He indifferently wiped away the blood foam coughed out of his palm, and then again and again, he put on a fist that had penetrated deep into the soul and bone marrow, and finally showed a satisfied and carefree smile.

"It's time for me to get back to fighting death, the only reason I'm alive right now..."

The oncoming Fist Demon let out a low growl, and the murderous aura wrapped around his body was like molten gold. Countless darkness was released, covering the entire world.

The old man who was laughing wildly also swung his hands, and the sky and the earth turned pale, leaving only ashes like embers.

The two sides didn't have a dialogue, they just used their strongest killing moves at the same time.

Black and white finally collided together, and the BGM also reached the peak of the rhythm at this time.

The screen stopped abruptly.

In the end, only one old man slowly closed his eyes to stop-motion animation.

The venue was re-lit.

"This fateful battle that spanned generations finally came to an end today..." the planner of the press conference was still talking.

But the webpage showing the activity screen has already been closed by the man, just click the X in the upper right corner to close it.

The live broadcast then switched back to the ordinary computer desktop, the classic blue sky and grassland slopes.However, for a long time, there was no movement on the desktop, not even the cursor of the mouse moved on the desktop.

Time seemed to freeze.

Only the sigh of disbelief, betrayed despair and sadness convinced many viewers that they were not stuck due to network failure.

A string of question marks crossed the live broadcast room one after another.

"??"

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't lack roles that I'm good at."

After being silent for a long time, the man finally spoke, insincerely speaking optimistically and calmly.

"Fortunately, Lao Yuan got his wish and died as a soldier. Otherwise, he might be delayed. Now the plot is getting more and more free. This is the best ending. As a server, I know you best Players, let me say treasure, goodbye."

The man paused, seemingly choked up.

"Goodbye, will we see you again? Old Yuan, when we meet again, you must be happy, okay? You must continue to study martial arts, and you must always be strong and persistent. Old Yuan, you must be happy, you must be happy... happy, happy We will no longer be able to fight side by side in the future, it doesn't matter, you want to be happy yourself!"

The man suddenly became excited and sad, and slapped the table with a shrill sound.

"Old Yuan, old Yuan, how can I live without you, how can I play ranked!"

"Yuan Wudi, take me away, Wudi—! Hey woo woo..."

The camera was not turned on, and the live broadcast was just a static desktop, but the audience could still know from the voice that there was another sad player in the world.

"Who doesn't cry when they see this?"

"Designer of Last Fist 5! Do you know the pain of our diehard fans!"

"Just here, is the anchor broken in love?"

"There are no peerless masters anymore ("

"I just want to regain the glory of Yunxiao with my natal character, from the passerby king to the professional brother, from Kanto to Kansai, and on business trips to Kyoto, I have to go to arcade halls to meet local heroes. If the keyboard can also roll my mouth, I will What should be done right now is an abacus! However, my heart is now colder than the tap water without natural gas in the twelfth lunar month, planner, what should you pay me for what you owe me!" the man said painfully, clutching his chest.

After that, someone tried his best to calm down, clicked on the hard drive, and began to uninstall the game indifferently.

Seeing this, a large number of barrage scrolled one after another.

"Sad news! The peerless master has fallen!"

"It's over, the anchor has gone crazy"

"You're actually modifying the label of the live broadcast room! You're still changing partitions!"

"Old man Yuan, who is number one in the server, is worried about seeing his job! 1 presses in 24 second, violent and fierce flow, newbies beware! 』→『Take dreams as horses to live up to youth, leisure anchors concentrate on painting』