Chapter 16:

At the end of the overtime work, we went back to the entrance of the community. The nearby shops were all lit by black lights, leaving only a row of street lights standing.
Street lamps emit pale and weak light, like a layer of white wax on the asphalt road.
At this time the stainless steel gate had been closed, Qi Qi had to knock on the window of the duty room. Due to his professional relationship, he has a long time to go home from work, as early as five or six in the morning and two or three in the middle of the night, so everyone in the community security office recognizes him.
"It's overtime again? What time is it?" The person on duty rubbed a pair of sleepy eyes to see him through the blinds, saying hello as usual.
"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, so there are many things." Qi Qi smiled apologetically.
I really don't know what time it is.
Some of the work could have been kept until tomorrow morning, but the teeth were rushed to make progress in one breath, and the task was completed one day in advance. In this way, I won't be too hasty when I go on a business trip the day after tomorrow.
As he walked towards the apartment building, he took out his cell phone to watch the time. 1.26, it was early.
Turn on the SMS function and find that my "I am sick" that has not been sent out is still lying in the draft box this morning, and the recipient's column is always empty.
"No need, I'm cured."
Qi Qi laughed bitterly like asking and answering questions, silently watching the content of the message cleared under the backward cursor, and then went upstairs.
I have been working in a very tight state tonight, and I haven't slowed down yet.
Qi Zi immersed herself in a tank of hot water to relax her limbs, closed her eyes, and poured water on her face with her palms, breathing in between the suffocation that struck the forehead again and again.
If the memory produced in this day can be turned into water droplets on the hair tips, it will ooze out and drip continuously until there is no drop left.
While those are still water drops, it is not the turbulent tide that can't be stopped by yourself.
Take advantage of now.
Qi Qi's expression tiredly pressed his forehead against the cold tiles, frowned, and sullen a few times, sobering his mind. After lifting himself from the water, he wiped his body back to the room and turned on the personal computer.
There are many ways to distract attention, and the one he is most used to is a supporting play.
Because once he entered the role, Qi Qi no longer existed, and integrated into the development of the story, without having to think about extra things for the time being.
The latter part of the crew really kept its promise.
Opening the chat log of the qq group that I didn't have time to watch yesterday, I found that the crew was filled with joy, and the original demo of the first issue had already appeared last night.
Since he made a dry sound, post-production was put on the schedule, plus the previous episodes of the drama were passed ten and ten, and the criticism was very good. Xiaoqiao's attitude towards him seemed to have improved a lot. Later, he also said that under the premise of Tongquetai as the opponent's cv, he can record such a level is good, and the group communication is much more harmonious than before.
Late-Life Lock: Come up and spit a bit of blood, demo, this grieving goblin, is finally done by me! !
Xiao Qiao of the Copper Bird Harem: Really? ? o ▽ q
Joe of the Copper Bird Harem: The Copper Bird finally has a new play! The lock is hard!
Art-cloud slice cake: Congratulations! ! I can finally start drawing posters, yeah ~ o∩_∩o
Propaganda-onion: lying trough! The demo actually came out, I had to start looking for materials, and I was ready to compile the post.
Planning-Rouge: Ahhhhh, that's great! You can finally listen to the demo! look forward to! Lock your speed is so beautiful! tat
Late-life locks: Hee hee, of course, I have always given priority to the work of the copper dumb.
Joe of the Copper Bird Harem: Listen!
Xiao Qiao in Tongque Harem: Listen! Seeking group mail!
Screenwriter-Puppet Show: Lying! ! Have you made a demo? ? So fast! ! Let's ask for group mail! !
Director-Sifang Insertion Knife: Σ ° △ °

︴It seems that it can really be played during the National Day ...
Late-life lock: Well, if you want to return to the sound, the crew will try to urge them in these two days, and you can send it when you change it ~
Director-Sifang Jiandao: Okay, I'm going to listen to the demo to write back audiobooks, and they will be immediately thrown to the two principals.
Later-Lock for a lifetime: Then I'll send group emails ~
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"Oh, it's really efficient." Qi Qi raised her eyebrows and had to admire.
If you remember correctly, you are expected to do the first, middle, and next issues. The total number of words in the first episode of the script is nearly 14,000. No matter how compressed or simplified the finished product is, it will take at least 40 minutes. According to the instructions of the chat record, he opened the group email to download the demo file, and the duration displayed in the player was one hour and twelve minutes.
Although I don't understand technical things, I basically understand the later market in the circle. With such a long script, it is quite powerful to be able to produce samples in a month.
Clicking on the demo and listening to the first two scenes, he finally knows why Rouge Hua would rather grieve himself than offend the later stage.
Worthy of being a big hand, both speed and quality are leveraged-
Although the final effect of the two protagonists is different from what he understood, but if you put aside the original work, it is still wonderful to listen to the original story.
The efficiency of the director's quartet is not low. The sample from yesterday was sent back to him this morning.
In order to take care of him, Huiyin Ben also clearly marked where to return a few minutes and seconds. Industry conscience.
Qi Qi went through the echo content again. It ’s okay to play in other places, but it ’s more to return to those scenes with Tongquetai ’s opponents-especially those with emotional conflicts.
A line that requires roaring and shouting loudly, because the softer 0.5 sound line reduces the impact.
The psychological monologue that needs to express the inner struggle is sounded a bit rigid because the character has been reshaped.
In order to maintain the uniformity of the characters, these places are not strictly controlled in quality.
The Quartet knife was expected from the beginning, so she reminded him in the audio book in advance: there are many places in her opinion because she feels that the performance is too different from the original, not a problem with the sense of drama. ".
The implication is that if the faithful original will cause the compatibility between the two sides to decline, you can choose not to return.
Anyway, at this moment, he just desperately needs a script, a role, so that he can temporarily calm down and stop wandering unnecessarily in the three yuan.
Open the recording software, adjust the microphone, and start rework.
The tone requires a more intense drama, Qi Qi intends to press the voice slightly, mentioning about 0.6, abandoning the so-called "style" sense, and making the character bias toward his initial understanding. Because most of those lines are short sentences, and many of them are only four or five words, even if the listeners are adjusted like this, they should not be heard.
The difficulty is in the inner monologue.
At that scene, the plot has developed to a stage where two people are in in-depth contact, which is between a pure physical combination and two emotions, which is a transition period.
In the story, his character had the idea of ​​breaking away from the underworld because of a few words of the policeman.
However, the upper class of the underworld organization has his favor first. On the one hand, he does not want to betray the benefactor and kill his subordinates. On the other hand, he has an inextricable fascination with attack. While habitually abusing each other, there is not only joy in close contact with each other, but also despair that cannot be completely loved.
The performance of the contradictory mentality determines the success or failure of this scene to a great extent-
The director pointed out that the few words he murmured in front of the criminal police didn't sound tasteful enough, something was amiss.
He felt the same way after listening to the demo himself.
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The tone is generally correct, but if you zoom in on the details, there will be a fake sense of inferior quality, which is not true and cannot be moved by the heart.
"Now that I know, I shouldn't be in front of me again."
The first line was returned immediately after listening to the demo. As the recording timing changes from one second to one second into a waveform, it appears on the editing window.
Qi Qi pressed Pause and listened back once, feeling that it was not much different from the demo, frowning, and deleting it again.
"Now that I know, I shouldn't do it again ... Ah, no, no." The second time, the third time, and the fourth time, he always felt that the more he listened and returned, the more he couldn't grasp the tone.
He recorded and deleted once, the waveform graph appeared repeatedly on the screen, and was selected and deleted in a blink of an eye.
Some cvs like to record everything when recording, and then give it to the director to edit, and he tends to keep the best two or three times, and the rest is invalid.
"since--"
The two words at the beginning of the sentence exit, the index finger has pressed the pause button in advance. Qi Qi was a little anxious, shook her head by herself, and went back to delete all. I clearly felt that I was about to reach the emotional point in my mind, but I always turned a corner at the moment of making a sound, deviated from the direction, and ran farther and farther.
He decided to turn off demo audio.
Abandon the impression in the sample, overthrow it again, recollect the scene in the script from the beginning, and imagine yourself in it.
Yes, it was in the early morning hours before dawn. The nightclub he operated had already been closed and closed, and he was drinking alone in front of the bar. Outside is a dark night with no fingers, the burgundy dark lights in the room slightly dizzy, and detailed sound effects gradually come up, such as the sound of ice cubes moving in the glass, such as the presence of jazz in the sound, such as the depth of the shadow Footsteps came out.
The man didn't know what method was used, and at a time when it shouldn't appear, a place that shouldn't appear, once again stubbornly broke into his territory.
Realistic, as well as psychological, territories.
At this time, he was vigorous, his eyes were confused, and there was no hint of fear in his heart, but he was just inexplicably bored.
"What are you doing here?"
He opened his lips lightly and gave a deportation order without expulsion with a cold smile.
The other party did not reply.
"I have said ... I will not leave the organization, nor will I betray the organization. It was already merciless to not send you a bullet last time. Now that you do n’t even wear a gun, just send it to your door. , Do you think ... I will let you go? "
With a hint of intoxication, he walked towards the other party.
The way of walking in drunken state is a little staggering, and even with words, it's a little intermittent, and the breath is muddy. However, the whole body is covered with thorns, and the stress component in the tone can't be less.
I recalled this with my eyes closed, and the previous two lines played naturally, as if I caught a touch of feeling.
Very good, the next is the conversation that has stuck for a long time-
"I know you won't."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in the scene that continued to appear in the brain.
Different from the demo, the voice of another person, the expression of another emotion. Yan Beixiang's voice.
Unpretentious, cut into his thoughts at this moment, with no signs at all.
what.
His eyes opened unconsciously, but the scene did not break, and it continued.
Thousands of lines in front of me seemed to be pulled out of the space and reassembled until they merged into the impression of the screenplay, the expression of perseverance, and the image of bitterness looming between the eyebrows.
I have done some brain supplements on the character itself before.
But this time, the outline of the other party is clearer, so clear that you can see the projection of someone in reality.
Qi Qi was in a trance, and her throat was a little dry, and the line was spoken imperceptibly.
"Now that I know ..."
Obviously wanted to maintain a cold smile, but the movement of lifting the corner of the mouth in a moment showed a flaw, and the smile could not be formed. Rather than questioning each other, it's better to murmur, expectation and disappointment, and disappointment.
"It shouldn't be again-appear before me."
By the way, that's how it feels.
It is this contradictory feeling.
You can record.
Through the breakthrough of this bottleneck, Qi Qi strove to record all the rework content, and then sent it back to the director Sifang to cut the sound.
Taking off the headphones, he stared at the script for a long time and couldn't get it back.
Perhaps I have figured out that version of the play recording too many times, and this inadvertent flashing back to another cv has not happened. In order not to be brainwashed by his initial impressions, he deliberately went back to listen to the audio of Tongquetai's game that day, and repeatedly heard that he was used to it before officially recording.
However, the strangest thing is-listening to other voices, I actually think of another unrelated person.
Originally the play was intended to temporarily forget the three-dimensional, but the result is that because of the retrospection, it stimulated my recording emotions?
absurd.
It's so ridiculous ...
Qi Qi closed all the programs restlessly and turned off the computer monitor. Under the dim table lamp, he saw his pale face reflected on the surface of the screen, examining the shaking marks in his eyes.
The responsibility cannot be completely attributed to the role setting. Really professional cv can do not be interfered by any foreign objects.
"Qi Qi," he stared straight at himself in the reflection, and whispered, "Don't be stupid."
Do not be silly.
It would be terrible if even the small haven of voice acting is occupied.
When was the last time you experienced a similar mood? It ’s the college age.
Sexual orientation has just been awakened, not deeply involved in the world, and has a purely optimistic attitude towards many things. I like to be open-minded and outspoken. I just think that the colored visions thrown by people around me just don't think it's a good idea. As long as you stick to it, there will always be a turning point.
What is different from now is that at that time, he had no special hobbies to kill time and fully occupy his private life in his spare time.
Also, he chose to start.
Now he has learned his lesson, knowing the cruelty of the so-called reality and the price he has paid after making a hasty choice.
To this day, those costs are still overdrawing his life.
He is no longer a ignorant teenager, he is now independent, strong and free. One can also live well.
Repeating this mistake, I don't even want to see the possibility of 1 in 10,000.
The probability can only be zero.
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