Yui Mizukura gently pulled the clothes of the big brother in front of her closer, then stuck her head out and glanced at the traffic lights at the intersection.

She blinked her big confused eyes and asked, "Senior, are you so excited?"

"Of course!" Qianyuan, who was still waiting for the green light, unconsciously scratched the car bell.

"That's "The Lolita Club". It's really a movie full of lolita movies. If I can get an animation like this in my life, I will never regret it!"

His tone was slightly sour. After all, he was a passerby this time, and he was still a soy sauce character who just shouted "Wow" and paid the bill.

To be honest, it’s quite cool to get paid and get off work after just one sentence, but if you don’t get a chance to play a role like this with so many lolita characters, it feels like a pity and a huge loss.

I can only say that I am very confused. Is there a character who can act and fall in love with paper people and talk little? It is best to be like a mute at ordinary times. When it is important, he will just reply with a "Uh-huh", even if it is the same "Sir"

, I think there must be something fishy in it." And the action scenes can also include random killings and show off.

Salary, laziness, paper man wife, and handsomeness. Having all four, this is the perfect voice acting job.

"Senior! How bad!" Mizukura Yui couldn't help shouting and condemning.

It would be better if you could cover up the sound of covering your mouth and laughing.

Qianyuan sighed helplessly. Life is always such a difficult choice. Let alone having all four, it is difficult to have both.

When he turned around and saw the look of his junior who was holding back his misfortune, he couldn't help but feel sour again, always wanting to hit this little sister who dared to laugh at his dreams.

Tapping his fingertips on the handlebar, Qianyuan said softly and with concern: "Are you going to sing music videos and dance in this movie? Remember to practice hard..."

"Woo——"

"If you don't want me, I won't be able to open and pick up the pot!" The girl cried out in grief.

Recalling that painful experience, Mizukura Yui pinched the waist of the office eldest brother fiercely. However, the only response she received was someone shaking his body wildly and letting out an itchy and teasing chuckle.

After riding for more than half an hour, we are almost there. I have to say that the electric assist is indeed the right choice. It saves effort and there is no risk of traffic jams.

The two of them were still preparing to slowly stop and get out of the car on the side of the road when a voice suddenly stopped them.

"Qianyuan!"

Outside the recording location, a rare silver limousine slowly stopped, the window slowly lowered, and the person in the driver's seat waved in the direction of the bicycle next to him.

The last time I wore sunglasses while driving, I was fined 20,000 by the traffic police. This time I have a long memory. Mr. Nobunaga did not use external props to deliberately create an air of pretentiousness, but planned to rely on his superiority.

——Handsome in temperament

When I came out, I felt that the car I was driving was quite impressive, and it would definitely catch the eye on the street. But now I saw the boy next door looking at me in surprise with the girl in his car, and I couldn't help but get angry.

"Hey, you two pay me a fine of 5,000 yen!" Shimada Nobunaga shouted to the two of them, "I have taken the photo, the evidence is conclusive!"

…

Pushing his 100,000 yen bicycle to park at the designated spot, Qianhara watched helplessly as his old friend treated his juniors with courtesy and greetings.

This man put on a decent suit today, and his hair was specially sprayed with hairspray. He even had a red rose with its thorns removed on his chest. It was so formal, but the only thing that was missing was the two-dimensional poster of "Red Ball Club" in his arms.

It doesn't fit in with this outfit.

Mizukura Wei closed her big eyes and hid timidly behind Qianyuan.

"Senior, do you know this weird uncle?"

"I don't know him, and I don't want to know him. Let's go quickly, Mizukura-chan. Breathing the same air as him will make you sick."

Seeing this weirdo who was handsomely dressed but still able to bring out the two-dimensional aura, the young man pulled his junior and wanted to leave the scene at the speed of light.

"My best friend! You are my best friend!" he shouted, completely ignoring the disgusting looks from the two of them. Fortunately, there were only three of them in the place this morning, and no one recorded his embarrassing moment.

Presumably this is why Nobunaga dared to do whatever he wanted here.

Mizukura Yui said in a contrived tone: "Senior, he said he was your friend~"

Looking at the joking look in his junior's eyes, Qianyuan felt embarrassed.

"Although I don't want to admit it, we are actually friends." He looked at the reflection of the car window and reminded him kindly, "But I still ask this two-spined salamander named Shimada Nobunaga to please restrain his animalistic desires."

It's really embarrassing to look like this. Who would want to say that they know him when they go out?

After Shimada Nobunaga took out the things from the trunk, the three of them slowly left the parking lot together.

"Well, Senior Shuicang..."

Shimada Nobunaga asked hesitantly, "Can you sign your name for me later?"

"Huh?" Qianyuan raised his eyebrows with a stern expression, "Buying relationships doesn't mean calling everyone senior, that's too disgusting..."

Not only Qianyuan, but also Mizukura Yui was a little confused. What was this strange uncle talking about.

senior?

What senior?

"Ms. Mizukura wasn't Hatsune Miku's animated model back then." Nobunaga sighed and explained, "I am also in the music industry, so I naturally have more respect for the seniors."

Qianyuan looked at the girl next to him in surprise, and then Mizukura really nodded.

The young man took a breath. He never imagined that the little girl next to him had done such a big career before. What was even more unexpected was that the moon man he knew actually crossed over to engage in music.

Only Chihara-san has tried to work part-time as an announcer and special effects actor, but he has not been able to do so.

"Fire?" He scratched his hair and took out his cell phone.

"Don't worry, you can't find it by searching for your stage name."

"Then tell me your stage name and let me see how popular it is."

"I'm too shy to show you."

"Stingy." Qianyuan curled her lips dissatisfied.

"I still understand your virtues." Shimada Nobunaga smiled brightly.

He was very lucky that the band didn't use their real names when they debuted, otherwise no matter how good or bad they sang, they would definitely be played repeatedly by this friend.

When Mizukura Yuizhen agreed, a junior who claimed to be working hard on the road of music took a bunch of drinks from the trunk of the car with gratitude and was originally going to go upstairs to serve them to the senior voice actors in turn.

But now the senior Mizukura next to him can choose whatever he wants in advance.

Shuicang Wei smacked the straw with satisfaction, squinted her eyes and got on the elevator, feeling lazy and comfortable both physically and mentally.

Although after dubbing in the morning, I had to start painful singing, dancing and rap training in the afternoon.

In life, there is no way to change the reality anyway. Instead of worrying about the tragic story of the afternoon, it is better to seize the time and enjoy the present.

Qianhara took out a toffee from the candy bag handed over by Nobunaga.

"I happened to meet him again today." He said inarticulately.

"Yeah, it's a pity that Matsuda is playing swordsman next door and doesn't have time to accompany us little characters to cheer for Lolita to play ball." Nobunaga was quite regretful. After all, the Iron Triangle was missing a corner.

"By the way, can you help me carry some more? It's quite heavy."

"OK."

Handing the lunch bag to Yui Mizukura, Chihara leisurely took down two bottles of Coke from the hills in Nobunaga's hands, one in each hand, which helped lighten his burden.

"If it's Yuuma or Matsuda who are here and have already brought them up with me, why are they staying with you today?" Nobunaga was so tired that he breathed in and out hard, his face turned red.

Gritting his teeth.

"If you are so unwilling to stay with me, then don't eat your usual lunch." Qianyuan's eyes were contemptuous, and the Coke can in his hand was still gently swaying up and down with the elevator.

"No, I must take advantage of my best friend!" Nobunaga was firm.

A true bad friend always comes and goes, and he has eaten a lot of the gifts he gave to female seniors in the industry. He can't eat for free.

"But Nobunaga, you may be disappointed today. I will prepare two lunch boxes, one from Shuikang." Qianyuan shook his head, "It seems that you will have to find a restaurant by yourself at noon."

"Not mine?" the handsome man in a formal suit said with a confused expression.

"Who told you not to tell me in advance? How did I know that you were also here to record?" Qianyuan gave him a hard look, "Next time, remember that everyone in the group will take turns reporting the next day's drama, so as not to feel uncomfortable when they suddenly bump into each other.

."

Especially in an embarrassing scene like today, when only I and Mizukura were holding up their lunch boxes and eating with gusto, this dear man could only stare dryly and drool.

"It makes sense." Shimada Nobunaga nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!