The audition is over. It’s a rare opportunity to play the lead role, but this time it’s a bit troublesome.

Mr. Qianyuan had a headache because it seemed that the competitor who just entered with him was also very powerful.

"How is it?" Shimada Nobunaga asked in a low voice.

Qianyuan clenched his fists and sighed softly.

"so so."

Glancing at Nobunaga Shimada, he was still sitting in the preparation area outside the recording studio, waiting for the staff inside to call his character's name.

It can be clearly felt that this man's blood flow is a little faster than usual, and the blood on his face is thicker.

On the surface, he was asking Mr. Chihara, but in fact it was Nobunaga himself who was feeling uneasy.

He took a deep breath and relaxed.

"Just don't be nervous when the time comes. It depends on fate, just work hard." The boy said softly.

"Ah, yes, just work hard." Shimada Nobunaga smiled cheerfully.

Drink up the remaining mineral water in one gulp and throw the empty bottle into the trash can.

Wave to the people in your seats.

Before leaving, I was suddenly startled.

"The next role is the one I'm auditioning for. Let's go prepare it first." Nobunaga scratched his hair, "By the way, I said last time that there was another meal. Do you want to eat together later?"

"Okay, you have to have a free lunch." Mr. Qianyuan said happily.

Anyway, there are no sisters at home to take care of today, so there is no need to rush back. Now that Kaizi has taken the initiative to deliver the knife, it is unjustifiable not to take advantage of this meal.

Shimada Nobunaga touched his nose, lowered his head and looked at the script again, then put the thing in his arm, breathed lightly into his palm like a weightlifter, and rubbed his hands vigorously.

Finished in one breath.

He raised his neck.

When he lowered his head just now, his back and demeanor had completely changed.

From the laziness when we first met, the nervousness and embarrassment just now, to the high-spirited mood now, the waist is obviously the same, but it can give people a completely different feeling.

The door to the audition room was pushed open silently.

The voice actor who came out nodded towards him and moved out of the way.

"Thanks."

Shimada Nobunaga smiled naturally and said with a casual and friendly tone.

…

Seeing him entering, Mr. Qianyuan shook his head, hoping not to become a decoration like himself.

Qianyuan glanced aside and saw that the man who went in together was already packing his things and preparing to leave.

"Wait a moment longer? Look at the bulletin board. Is there a name on it?"

"No need." The man scratched his head, "If I win, my agent will send me a text message to notify me. There is no need to waste time here."

"That's right, after all, that's all the manager can do for a living." Qianyuan thought about it and it made sense, and nodded in agreement.

"But your performance just now was very good."

Mr. Qianyuan slowed down his speech and looked at him steadily.

"Is it called Matsuda Makoto? I was a passerby at Sakurasou, and I happened to see your recording. It's amazing..." The boy paused.

"This is the first time I heard that the male lead recorded a few extra voices because he was too professional. When I heard that, I felt tired."

"It's really tiring." Matsuda sincerely stopped packing the package, recalling the torture that day, and felt the same way.

His hand suddenly wanted to touch the table at the other end.

"Are you thirsty?" Seeing this, Qianyuan simply gave his untouched glass of mineral water to the other party.

"A bit..."

"Thank you." After taking the water bottle, Matsuda sincerely wiped the sweat from his forehead, unscrewed the cap, took a few sips and returned it.

"There's no need to give it to me. I'm a bit of a germaphobe and not used to drinking from other people's drinks. You can just take it." Qianyuan sighed.

As if feeling embarrassed, Matsuda sincerely stopped packing his things and sat back down in his seat.

"Are you sitting here waiting for your friends?" Matsuda sincerely glanced secretly.

"That's right, Kaizi is both a friend and a treat." Qianyuan paused, "It's just that he didn't even remember his mobile phone number and didn't add a line."

"I have never heard such candid words." Matsuda was sincerely startled, and then his eyes wandered, "I have never met anyone other than colleagues in Tokyo..."

"What a coincidence?" Qianyuan raised an eyebrow, "I am the same, there are only a few names in the address book."

When Nobunaga comes out, it's time to add a friend. It's always good to get to know a few rich Kaizi, especially the kind who will give snacks on the set.

Matsuda sighed sincerely, and suddenly found that he couldn't seem to find anything to talk about. Strangely enough, just sitting like this, he didn't seem to feel awkward, but felt very natural.

At 11:42 noon, today's audition for the male role is almost over.

The atmosphere in the lounge hall was dull, with people occasionally joking and looking at the door of the recording studio from time to time.

Matsuda sincerely sat in his corner with his eyes closed, as if suppressing the tension in his heart in silence.

In fact, he was almost asleep.

Normally on such occasions, he would have already gone out to work, waiting for his agent to tell him whether he had won or not.

He was in the shadow of the corner, and due to the visual effects of the light, people in the distance could not see his figure at all.

On his right was a vertical air conditioner, and the 27-degree cold wind blew past him. If it was blown directly like this, it seemed that he would have physical problems, so he avoided it slightly and leaned in the direction of the person next to him.

He felt very comfortable with this look, and since he got up early today, it was easy for him to feel sleepy after a little relaxation.

My eyelids are really tired.

The door of the mixing room was opened silently, and the lounge became quiet for a moment.

"Next!"

Also coming out with the voice was the handsome guy who had finished his audition.

He sat down on the chair with a smile and patted someone's thigh, "Where's your bottle of water? Give me a sip to quench my thirst."

"Sorry, I've finished my drink." Mr. Qianyuan waved his hand helplessly.

"So fast? Buffalo?"

"Actually, there's still a little left..." Matsuda on the side hesitantly picked up the bottle in his hand to signal, and even shook it to find that there was about a quarter left in it.

Shimada Nobunaga was startled and suddenly scratched his head: "Who are you?"

This person had been sitting next to me for so long without saying a word. He kept his head down and almost shouted, "Ignore me." He looked like a patient with social fear. Why did he leave by himself and now feel like he had opened the wall of his heart?

.

"Oh yes, let me introduce it to you."

Mr. Qianyuan tapped his palms and directly put his arms around his shoulders. "This friend of Matsuda is nicknamed the 'Protagonist Killer'. As long as he takes action, he can win the male lead in any anime he auditions for."

"My skills are profound, and I am on par with you."

"With the luck of the second dimension, he is actually the number one choice for the male lead in the harem."

Such an exaggeration?

It was so terrifying that Shimada Nobunaga couldn't help but take a breath of air.

"Is it really that strong?" He was skeptical.

"No, what does this mean?" Mr. Matsuda always felt that there was something wrong with the first impression.

"It's really outrageous." Mr. Qianyuan thought for a while and added, "He was the voice of "God's Notepad" at the beginning, and the heroine was my junior Mizukura. I remember this very clearly."

"He will also voice the male lead in "The Pet Girl of Sakurasou" that will be aired this year, and there will also be a guest appearance by Mizukura."

"Is it that Yui Mizukura?" Shimada Nobunaga's eyes lit up, and he drew curves with his hands.

"If there is no colleague with the same name, she should be the little girl you are thinking of." Mr. Qianyuan scratched his hair.

"Then you will be my senior from now on!" Shimada Nobunaga said happily.

"Huh?" Qianyuan was suddenly startled, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were fierce.

"I'm just yearning for it. At most I just want to ask for an autograph. I don't have any dirty thoughts."

Nobunaga smiled and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, intending to turn the page away.

"I'm hungry after waiting for so long." Mr. Qianyuan felt his stomach, "Does the treat you mentioned before count as a treat?"

"Do the math, tell me, where do you want to go?" Shimada Nobunaga smiled slightly, showing his white teeth, and a black and gold credit card in his hand shone brightly under the light.

Mr. Chihara couldn't help but sigh that the rich man who delivers high-end snacks on the set can really be so handsome.

"Chicha or Salia? It's a bit hard to choose." He said hesitantly.

"I'm treating you today, and you choose this kind of thing?" Shimada Nobunaga was puzzled, "Can you order something high-end, and go out to eat some BBQ steak or something."

"But I heard from Mizucura-san that after finishing her extra lessons and recording, she chose Salia's food nearby, which means that the new set menu seems to be very good..." Qianyuan said unhurriedly.

Shimada Nobunaga's expression changed and his tone was urgent: "Then what are you waiting for? Just go to Salia! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Mr. Qianyuan nodded with satisfaction and immediately looked at the people around him.

"Matsuda, do you want to go have lunch together?"

"Yeah, okay."
Chapter completed!