God descends the second element

Yazawa Nicole snorted and replied first, and continued: "And those voice actors are also very powerful, and they can switch their voices back and forth. This technique can't be achieved even by many celebrities."

"Well, this is of course, after all, voice actors are monsters..."

Maki Nishikino rarely agreed with Yazawa Nicole's opinion once, and a hint of sigh appeared on her indifferent and pretty face, and she also sighed in her heart for how powerful the seiyuu was.

Regardless of the voice line, you can control it well. Regardless of the profession of a voice actor, you can basically become a qualified voice actor. The control of the voice line can be said to have reached the point where ordinary people can't imagine it. It can be attacked, acceptable, and male. Can be female, can be old or young, can be charming...what the hell is the last one?!

Ahem... So the outside world's understanding of the profession of seiyuu, in addition to feeling that seiyuu is very powerful, there is also an illusion that seiyuu is a monster.

"Haojun wants to say that our next training is related to voice actors?"

Sonoda Haiwei grasped the center of the problem well, and immediately noticed what Wang Hao was going to say next.

Hearing that, he did not deny it, nodded towards Sonoda Kaimi, and said softly: "Actually, I'm working on a game recently, and there is still a lack of many voice actors who voice the characters, so you may need your help next.

Of course, if someone doesn’t want to dub the game, that’s fine. After all, it’s just my personal business and it’s not annoying for everyone.

However, controlling voice is also a very important criterion as a campus idol, so I specially prepared a practice sheet for controlling voice for everyone. I will post it in the group file when I go back, and there are some more for you next. Please print out the goals, songs, etc., and take a closer look!"

To speak frankly, Wang Hao actually didn't intend to conceal everyone, because he is also a member of the muse, and everyone is a mutually recognized partner.

For things like dubbing a game, Wang Hao can also use the excuse of practicing voice control to let the muses go to the recording studio to dub.

But this seems too shameless. With Wang Hao’s moral bottom line, he can’t do this kind of thing. At least he has never thought of using these innocent girls. People rely on mutual trust. Supported, not to mention that both parties can still be called friends...

Although his funds are a bit tight now, 5 billion yen seems to be a lot, but last time he handed over 3 billion yen to Ye Qiushan as the first batch of funds for Dankaku. Some actions of Xia Yangnai also consumed a lot of money.

At present, he has nearly two billion yen left, but in Wang Hao's plan, this amount of money simply cannot stand the consumption for long.

But even so, Wang Hao wouldn't force the Muse and others, it's really impossible, the big deal is to hire a professional voice actor.

However, in his opinion, every member of the Muse has a very good voice. With a little polishing, he can become a qualified voice actor, because every member present has the potential to become a qualified idol. .

And Wang Hao believes that Muse is really suitable for dubbing the characters in "CLANNAD".

"Hojun, what are you talking about?"

Kosaka Honoka frowned and said, Wang Hao smiled wryly when he heard the words, "That said, your usual training is probably a waste of time, this is because I didn't think about it..."

"I didn't mean that!"

Kosaka Honoka's face flushed, and anxiously interrupted Wang Hao's speech. This made him a little confused and depressed. "If you are worried about the seiyuu candidates, don't worry too much. , I will go to a professional."

Kosaka Honoka shook his head, and said seriously, "I want to say that each member of the Muse is a team, and Ho-kun’s business is everyone’s business. How can we sit back and watch? So please Don't say such frustrating words again!"

"Well, as Guoguo said, Haojun's business is everyone's business!"

"Yes, Haojun also helps the Muse a lot, so we also have to help Haojun!"

"I will help Haojun!"

"Haojun, don't forget that you are also a member of the Muse!"

"Idiot Hao, when did you become so indecisive, mother-in-law? Not handsome at all!"

"Where did the imposing and righteous Wang Hao who preached to me the other day?"

"Hao Jun is not like the tenth mysterious man of the Muse."

"Hmph, in short, you guys can barely be regarded as a member of the muse. Kind, generous and helpful are the qualities that a qualified idol should have. You can honestly accept everyone's kindness!"

The answers of the nine girls caused Wang Hao to appear silent for a moment, and lowered his head slightly, so that everyone could not see his expression at this time.

After three seconds, he raised his head again and looked at the girls with a faint smile, and said, "Thank you, then I will trouble everyone."

It's great to meet you.

"Hmph, thank you so we accepted it unceremoniously, but things must not be as simple as Haojun you think. Next, we have to invite everyone to dinner. We want a big meal! A big meal!"

Kosaka Honoka lightly patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, and Yazawa Nicole nodded naturally, and continued: "I heard that you are a local tyrant, so everyone's salary should not be forgotten."

Wang Hao didn't care about this at all, and waved his big hand boldly, "No problem, the salary is supposed to be, everyone is walking up the restaurant, I will treat you today!"

"Oye!!" ×n

Chapter 342: Heavenly King Ren Dao

In the capital, in an ancient courtyard, the sky is gradually turning yellow, and the sun is setting, and the light scattered in the courtyard is reflected on the lake in this small courtyard with a special charm.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a little white hair mixed with a black robe worn by ancient Confucian scholars. He looked about thirty or forty years old. His complexion was as gentle as jade, yet majestic, sitting on a chair in the pavilion. Taste the tea carefully.

The tea in the teacup is very particular. The royal brand Xihu Longjing Super Eighteen before Ming Dynasty has a market circulating price of 12 thousand. However, this middle-aged man with a warm complexion treats it as ordinary tea. No expression fluctuations can be seen on it.

For people who can live in this yard...No, it should be said that people who can live in this special and small area are itself a very special symbol.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, people who think of money as dung are all those who can live in this area. Of course, there are also one or two financial fans who are exceptions.

The Royal Brand West Lake Longjing Super Eighteen in the Ming Dynasty. A middle-aged man in a black Confucian robe can taste it as drinking water, because although the price is relatively expensive, it is still very easy to get on the market.

Of course, there are even more rare things in his house, eighteen trees in the Old Longjing Imperial Tea Garden.

A few years ago, the best price for Longjing before Ming Dynasty was around 50,000 yuan a catty. This means Longjing with 18 trees.

And these eighteen trees, one tree has 400 buds, and a total of 7,200 buds are collected. It can produce about two or two a year. There is no way to talk with the price. It can be said that the money can’t buy it. Rare stuff.

This rare thing is a special agricultural product for special people, and only a small group of people can drink it in the entire Nuo Da Dynasty. It just so happens that the middle-aged man sitting in the pavilion is one of them.

In fact, this rare thing sounds very precious, of course it is indeed very precious, but when you get it, you don’t have the glamorous packaging that outsiders think. It just picks up a little bit from that place in a plastic bag for you, or takes rice paper. Wrap it up for you, the packaging is very unpretentious.

Even the middle-aged man in a black Confucian robe in front of him doesn't have too much weight. There are better tea leaves on it, such as the big red robe of the mother tree on Wuyi San, but there are only those few. The old man Wei and his family can taste it, even he has to stare.

"Patriarch."

I don't know when, a strong man in a black suit suddenly came out from the corner of the yard. He knelt on one knee facing the middle-aged man sitting in the pavilion, bent his head deeply and bowed his head.

But the middle-aged man didn't seem to hear these words, he was still drinking tea, and after a while he put the teacup down, the bottom of the teacup hit the tabletop with an undetectable sound, and the ears of the strong man in the suit trembled slightly. , But I heard this sound that is impossible to detect in ordinary people's ears!

When the soft noise completely disappeared, and the middle-aged man in the pavilion didn't mean to turn around. The man in the suit still didn't mean to raise his head, but he respectfully said in a deep voice, "Master was there recently. It has already started to move, and has created literary works sweeping the neon. I took a physical book from there."

"Go on, I'm listening."

The middle-aged man sitting in the pavilion finally got a reply, but he didn't mean to turn around.

Seeing this scene made Li Dashan breathed a sigh of relief, and took a hardcover book from his arms and put it aside.

Originally, this book was still not on sale in Neon, but as Li Dashan, it is still very easy to get a copy in advance. This is also a Chinese version that has been quickly printed over there.

He continued to sort out the information collected these days, quickly organized the language, and said: "At the same time, the young master also published his own cartoons in the weekly jump these days. It seems that the progress is a bit...not very smooth, and there is only The Toxic Island family is the same as before. The other families with weaker foundations chose to leave separately, and the young master did not intend to pursue it.