MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 23 Act 4 "Out of My World" ④
Act 4 "Out of My World" 4
Yao Yin leaned against the blue sports car in the night sky, and the keychain was set on the slender fingertips, spinning in the air.
He asked with a smile: "Tan Yiming, I don't like girls, why should I send the girls home?"
His hint was so obvious that he almost put his mind on the bright side. He fell in love with Tan Yiming at first sight, and was even more fascinated by him, otherwise he would not take the initiative to introduce matchmaking for Tan Yiming.
This offensive was a bit menacing, and it was noticed before Tan Yiming. I didn't expect to be forced to face it tonight.
Tan Yiming hesitated for a few seconds and replied, "I can ask, do you see where I am?"
Yao Yin is full of artist spirit, persistence, persistence, and a bit of idealization. Tan Yiming doesn't hate him, but to be honest, Yao Yin looks--even though it's rude to say--it looks like a person with a rich love history. Enough to attract this young man with a romance in his bones.
"I have heard this joke." Yao Yin snapped his fingers. "When I say that I see where you are, you will change all the places I care about."
Tan Yiming: "..."
Yao Yin: "I see your gender. Change it."
There is no way to talk about Yiming.
He asked inquisitively: "Yao Yin, haven't you thought I don't like the same sex?"
"In front of me, sexuality has never been a problem." Yao Yin shrugged. "As long as I think, a straight man like George's dead house with a girlfriend can't support three rounds."
"..."
The young man presses the car key. In the middle of the night, the engine roared, the lights on the body started to light from the rear wing, crawled towards the headlights, and illuminated the darkness around. The butterfly-wing door opened up, and Yao Yin sat directly in the driver's seat, looking to Tan Yiming.
"Get in the car, I'll take you back." Yao Yin said, "You can rest assured that I am very gentlemanly and I won't do anything to you-if you want to do anything to me, I'm very welcome. "
Speaking of this, Tan Yiming could only sit in the car with a smile.
The electric door slowly dropped, and the night blue luxury car sprang out like an arrow.
The luxury car is full of power and can accelerate to 100 kilometers per hour in just a few seconds. Tan Yiming hadn't fastened his seatbelt yet, his body shook backwards, and his head rested heavily on the seat. He seriously suspected that Yao Yin was taking revenge.
The closed compartment was very quiet. Tan Yiming leaned in the front passenger seat and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
In the end, Yao Yin broke the silence first.
Yao Yin asked how he felt about dubbing the film for the first time.
Tan Yiming replied: "Very tired. Too tired." He raised his hands and pinched Shangen, remembering the torture he had just suffered in the recording studio, and felt like he had been stripped of a layer of skin. Are you tortured? "
"That's natural. There is no such thing as a job that can be successfully completed without effort." Talking about work, Yao Yin showed his professional side. "If you remember correctly, you're internship in an investment bank, right?" That is not more stressful. "
Tan Yiming replied: "That's not the same. In the financial industry, you can make a hundred times your money by paying ten times your hard work, and the investment and gain are directly proportional. When I work overtime in the company until midnight, I can get double overtime pay; But I reworked in the studio for a few hours and I didn't make enough money to go to a better restaurant for a meal. "
Revenue ceilings are found in all walks of life, and the ceiling for commercial voiceovers is much lower than in other industries. Even if he achieves the top of the industry, the profit made in a year is not as good as a big case bonus in investment banking.
"So, if you have a dubbing job next time, do you still do it?" Yao Yin asked him with a smile.
"..." Tan Yiming thought, Yao Yin really guessed his mind too thoroughly. "I do."
He certainly did. He likes it, he loves it, even if there are 10,000 voices in his mind telling him not to waste time on such a low-cost job, he still wants to do it.
When he stood in front of the microphone, when he was in a silent recording studio, when he used his voice to inject the character into the soul ... the organ in his chest was beating constantly.
Tan Yiming: "I have classes on Monday morning, Thursday afternoon, and Friday morning. I have internships at other times. Only Saturday, Sunday, and every working day evening can be recorded."
Yao Yin said funnyly: "If you can only take this time, what is the difference between you and part-time? Most of the professional voice actors on the market are available on call 24 hours a day. You pick your job, work Will pick you. "
"No way, I still need a serious job to support my family." Tan Yiming calmly said, "If I can afford a million luxury cars, then I can pursue my dream without worries."
It happened to be a red light.
Yao Yin stopped the car and turned to look at Tan Yiming.
Under the dim interior lights, the man's facial features were covered with a gentle and ambiguous light. From the outside, Tan Yiming looks like a good gentleman with soft ears, but after a long period of contact, he finds that he has special principles. When the others went further, he took a step back, but when he retreated to the bottom line of his heart, he was as hard as a rock and did not move.
He has an extremely calm plan for his life, and what attracts Yao Yin is this "different from the inside."
Yao Yin supported his arm on the steering wheel and said, "It's better to resign, I will support you."
Tan Yiming: "... Are you kidding me?"
"No, you seem to be saving money. I can definitely afford it."
Tan Yiming didn't know how he saw that he was saving money.
"Thank you for your love, but you do n’t have to." Tan Yiming can only say a word. "Yao Yin, count this time, the number of times the two of us met can be counted in one hand. I don't know much about you, you also I do n’t know my background, my experience. Without these foundations, I ca n’t accept your show ... show me good. "
In the last word, he wanted to say "show love," but felt embarrassed at the exit, and could only be replaced with "show love."
Coincidentally, the signal light turned green, and Yao Yin turned his head casually, pulled up the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to move along the road.
"I see. You are slow-heating." Yao Yin looked at the road in front of him. "You don't accept love at first sight, you only accept love for a long time."
"Roughly the same."
Since puberty, people who have confessed their conversations have been endless, and many of them have only pursued him after meeting him only a few times. He really can't understand why someone's love can be so impulsive and so rapid?
His expectation for feelings is a long stream and a natural flow. An instant's sudden heartbeat is the product of hormones, and he is better at long-term planning.
No speculation, the atmosphere inside the car cooled down again.
The dull atmosphere spread, and driving in the middle of the night was prone to sleepiness. Yao Yin nodded his finger and awakened the CD player.
A few seconds later, a slightly familiar prelude fluttered from the sound.
The piano is the main melody, accompanied by six stringed instruments. At the beginning, sleepy Tan Yiming thought that Yao Yin was listening to a concerto, but after the intro, a clear and pure male voice floated along the sound--
At a certain moment, the heart door suddenly opened.
Heart to heart, so sincere meet.
The drowsy drowsiness immediately flew away, and Tan Yiming sat upright in surprise: "This is not ..."
"Well, this is a song sung by your kid." Yao Yin glanced at the electronic screen. "It's called" Goodbye Rach ". It seems to be the ending of a musical. The name is quite interesting."
Before talking about it, I asked Yao Yin to help post some songs for the guess, and Yao Yin quickly finished.
Yao Yin quite likes the voice of guess, and the background music is still his favorite Rach. He simply put the music into a disc and played it in the car in a loop.
"Children's voice is pretty good." Yao Yin asked playfully. "Speaking of what relationship do you have with him? Actually let you open your mouth and ask me to help, it will not be ..."
Where does Tan Yiming think Yao Yin would be partial? "You all thought of where you went. This is a friend of mine on the Internet, and I am the same ... well, it's a community of interest."
"What community? Game community?"
"No, I can't explain a few words." Tan Yiming said, "He is a new member of our community. He is a very stupid kid. I usually talk to him a lot.
"Oh-" Yao Yin prolonged his voice, "-'chat talks a lot ', which sounds like your standard of longevity."
Coincidentally, the music entered the next chapter, and the boy's singing sounded like a cry, expressing surging emotions from the bottom of his heart.
Did you hear it, did you hear it?
Those sounds you create.
They came bumping into me, bumping into my heart and giving me guidance.
Worth a lifetime to cherish.
Tan Yiming: "..."
This lyrics sounds too coincidental.
It's almost ... it's like a voice control, confessing to its idol.
Tan Yiming was agitated a bit on the leather seat, raised his ears subconsciously, and listened to the next chant.
The whole song is not long and the lyrics are simple. Because Chinese has four tones, it is actually not suitable for narrative singing, and it is prone to ambiguity. On the stage, Chinese musicals not only test the literary skills of the lyricists, but also the clarity of the singers' bite words.
Each of the sounds coming out of the stereo is extremely accurate and carries countless emotions.
May from now on,
You can listen to your inner voice,
It let me see the scenery.
The time you and I spend together,
Worth a lifetime to cherish.
The song came to an end, but the boy's clear voice lingered on the ears of the two listeners.
"Singing is pretty good." Yao Yin followed the tunes gently, and his index finger beat in the air like a baton. "Is he a singer? I have a few friends who do the soundtrack of TV dramas in China and need to accompany the singer. Not much, but it's a serious job. If you want to earn extra money, I can help introduce you. "
Tan Yiming: "... how do you like to introduce people to work so much?"
The car turned off the main road and headed towards the dormitory building.
Yao Yin looked at the navigation while answering: "Because I am a man, I love flowers more. I meet a good seed and naturally hope that he can thrive. You should be a rich man's habit. "
Tan Yiming understood: "So in your eyes, I am also a flower worth cultivating?"
"No." Yao Yin was serious, but the words he said were not serious at all. "I am the flower myself, and I hope you can loosen my soil."
"..."
The car quickly stopped downstairs in the dormitory, Tan Yiming unfastened his seat belt, was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Yao Yin.
Tan Yiming thought he wanted to talk about work and waited for him.
Yao Yin said with a serious face: "Tan Yiming, in fact, this car has an unknown function, I haven't demonstrated it to you yet."
"... What function?"
"Its seat can be flattened to 180 degrees, and the space is very large enough for two adult men in the car ..."
"Thank you, you're welcome." Tan Yiming pushed up the door and quickly got out of the car. "I'm reminding you that you still have three soundtracks to play. You are now returning, and you can finish your work at eight in the morning."
"..."
... The only thing that kills **** in this world is work.
The author has something to say: The lyrics of "Goodbye Rach" in this chapter were dictated by me, and there have been certain cuts and modifications for the plot of the novel.
The next chapter returns to the guessing perspective.
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