Chapter 24

Act IV: Billy Elliot (5)

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In the days that followed, Yao Yin successively introduced a few small jobs to Tan Yiming. The remuneration was not high and Tan Yiming did not expect to make money. He just hoped to gain more experience.

Tan Yiming originally had a used vintage car, which George had borrowed not long ago because he said he wanted to take Xiao Rui to the zoo on a date. He didn’t think that he would be rear-ended by a car on the way back, and the insurance company dragged it away for repair. He didn't know when he would get it back.

The recording studio was far away in the suburbs, and the traffic was inconvenient. Every time after Tan Yiming recorded, it was late at night, and the buses back to the city were long out of service. If he didn’t want to take a taxi, he could only borrow a ride from Yao Yin.

Although Yao Yin wanted to take him, he also had a lot of work of his own. He simply said, "Anyway, I can’t drive all the cars in my garage. You can choose one for yourself. You can borrow it, you don't need to pay me back."

As he said it, Master Yao spread seven or eight central control keys on the table. The worst brand was Maybach.

"No need." After Tan Yiming took a glance, he felt that his proletariat heart was suffering, and quickly said, "I will strive to need fewer rework, start work early to finish earlier so that if I need to take a taxi afterwards, I can still get one."

It was more expensive and slower, but it was better than owing such an expensive favor to the other party.

Tan Yiming now couldn’t wait to increase his work load from 24 hours a week to 48 hours. He was in the city on weekdays, and stayed in the suburbs on weekends. Occasionally, when he had temporary jobs, he had to go to the recording studio in the dark. For these few days, he stayed up all night, then went straight to work for the company with baggy eyes and a double espresso.

He was very busy, but this feeling of busyness was different from working overtime in the company. It was a kind of fulfillment from the heart.

George didn't understand, and asked him: "Let me do the math: you're twice as busy now as you used to be, but you're throwing your part-time money into the taxi fares. You're losing money inside and out!"

Tan Yiming said, "I make money from my own job and make my dreams come true in my part-time job—is it a loss to lose money for my dream?"

"... You didn't say that before, ah, Old Tan!" George said sadly, "You don’t have to use a calculator to figure out how to use coupons before you go to the supermarket to be cost-effective!"

"..."

Tan Yiming's three-dimensional life was so busy, naturally, his two-dimensional life couldn’t be taken care of.

He hadn’t been on QQ for several days. When he finally got a respite, he opened QQ and was ready to handle things. Then he found that his QQ was full of community messages.

First was post-production—

"Great god, great god, when will you give me the dry sound for the last issue of Whose Little Eyes Haven't Seen the Film Emperor? Now the whole group has been handed it in, you’re the only one left!"

[T/N: ‘Dry sound is their original recording without editing. ‘Wet sound is after its processed.]

Then the director—

"Yun-sama, I promised that we would record a report on White Lotus Is Not Good! Like on Weibo and forward it, don't forget to advertise for us!"

Then the screenwriter—

"Yun Da, are you still picking up new works? Let’s take a look at the full-length entertainment comedy Thinking of Deer Fei Fei! Have you ever thought about challenging the shou? ... Uh, it may be the gong, anyway, the author said it was mutual gong!"

[T/N: Idk about the other one’s, but this is the author’s book.]

Tan Yiming head was stuffed, and then he remembered how much debt he owed.

The great god, Wang Qingyun was unlike other divinely hidden great gods, he was very productive. As long as it was a drama produced by Voice of Jiuxiao, he would make a guest appearance even if he was not one of the main characters. His fans would rejoice. Nothing could make them happier than seeing their favorite CV always active in the circle.

Tan Yiming watched the mountain of work in QQ, and set aside a day to record all the dry voices before sending them off.

Because he had been undergoing professional training recently, it was even handier when recording the online dubbing works now. There are fewer stumbles, his tone was more natural, and the emotions contained in his voice were more abundant.

He originally thought that it would take a whole day to record the dry sounds, but he actually took only one-third of his originally planned time to get it all done.

Even he himself was amazed at his growth.

He went online and passed the dry sounds to the crew one by one. Because of the time difference, most people were sleeping, but there were a few night owls that were active.

Yiming Qingyun: The dry sound of Whose Little Eyes Haven't Seen the Film Emperor has been sent to your mailbox. Please hit me up if you need me to go back.

Post-production: 5555 Great god, you are finally online!!!!! This is the first time you have dragged things out [crying], I thought you forgot about us and were going to ditch us!!!!!!!!!

[T/N: 5555 = ‘wuwuwu’ crying sounds.]

Yiming Qingyun: How could it be?

Yiming Qingyun: However, recently, I’ve been busy in my three-dimensional life and have indeed not gone online often.

Post-production: I'll listen to the dry sound first! If you need any reworking, I will hit you crazy!!!

Yiming Qingyun: Yes.

Ten minutes later, the post-production opened the chat box with Tan Yiming with two neat rows of exclamation marks.

Post-production: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Post-production: Great God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Post-production: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Post-production: Did you take any magical medicine to improve?!!!!!!!!!!

Yiming Qingyun: What's wrong?

Post-production: You’re dubbing is too good!!! Really like She Tian Lang, this wolf!!!!!!!!!

[T/N: Referring to the movie She Tian Lang, but I don’t get it.]

Post-production: The fish cried, the water knew, and I cried, who knows!!!!!!

Post-production: Wuwuwu, I was always moved by Tian Lang!!!!! So affectionate!!!!!!! What kind of fairy love!!!!!!!

Post-production: I'll give birth for Chengcheng right now!!!!!! Ten or eight is not too much. I am the mother, I will raise the children for him!!!!!!

[T/N: I’m sorry.]

Yiming Qingyun: ... Why are you so exaggerated.

Yiming Qingyun: Rainbow farts should be more moderate.

Post-production: Really! I have never been so lucky to be a curator of this show!!!!!

Post-production: Seriously, you are in really good condition this time, your old mother is going to be blind!

Yiming Qingyun: Are you saying I was in a bad condition before?

Post-production: No, it’s ... How do you say it, if I haven't heard this episode you've recorded now, it will feel good to listen to the previous one! But after listening to this episode, I feel that there was indeed a gap before.

Post-production: I’m thinking about how to describe it ...

Post-production: Oh right!

Post-production: It's a bit like the doujinshi on Weibo versus the original artist of the game company.

Post-production: It used to be a bit arbitrary, but now I can feel that every sentence is very accurate and there is no waste.

Tan Yiming looked at the praise on the screen and fell into meditation. Was there really such a big difference between professional and amateur?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously opened the first few episodes that had been posted online, wanting to hear what the difference was.

Upon hearing this ... he couldn't believe that he used to be complacent to that level.

The gap between professional and amateur was not noticeable to the ears of the untrained. However, he had recently been tortured by various parties, so now the subtle difference could be heard by him immediately.

It was very subtle, but it did exist, and it was indeed insurmountable at some point.

To achieve the fastest improvement, hard work was one aspect, and getting adequate and accurate professional training was another. Before he realized it himself, he was already changing at a rapid speed.

The commercial work brought him many joy, many emotional satisfaction and varied growth experiences that greatly outweigh the meager financial rewards

The accumulation of these growths, to a certain degree, would definitely help him stand on a higher spire and see more beautiful scenery.

After realizing this, Tan Yiming strengthened his determination. No matter how busy he was at the company, no matter how hard it was going back and forth, he could not give up what he loved.

Post-production: By the way, Yun Da, do you have time to pick up another drama recently? Now there’s a campus cookie!!! You can make a cameo as the headteacher!!!

Yiming Qingyun: Sorry, right now I’m too busy in my three-dimensional life, there is really no time to pick up new dramas.

Post-production: Ah ... That's a pity.

Post-production: All right! I'll knock on the door of another great god!

Yiming Qingyun: Well, then I'll get off first.

Post-production: Don't leave, great god! Could you first help us hype the plot song of the new drama? It was just announced yesterday!!!

Yiming Qingyun: The drama has not yet come out, but the plot song has come out so early?

Post-production: Yeah, because I really like this article so much, I ran to write the lyrics just as if I was injected with chicken blood!

Post-production: Doesn’t our club have a new cover singer, I just caught him and let him sing!

Post-production: You listen, the sound is very good!

Post-production: [mighty goose spreads wings].jpg

Yiming Qingyun: ... How could you wear Pinru’s clothes.

[T/N: Referring to ‘Temptation of Going Home’, right before the previously mentioned line ‘you are so good’, where a visiting girl is wearing the resident girl’s clothing when she is not there. (Simplest explanation).]

Post-production: [mighty goose confusion].jpg

Yiming Qingyun: No, I mean why are you using guess's emojis.

Post-production: [whisper quack].jpg

Post-production: It turns out that Yun Da also knows guess, he is the cover singer of this radio drama!

Post-production: Not only does he sings the plot songs, but also songs in the episodes’!!!

Post-production: Share Weibo Link

Tan Yiming opened the link.

After more than ten hours of fermentation, the Weibo post at noon had broken through a thousand forwards. In fact, the original novel was not well-known, all of this traffic was brought by the cover singer, and this more than a thousand hits was very amazing for a newcomer.

In the comments, it was all praise.

The comment that praised the highest said that the Voice of Jiuxiao was too insightful, and didn't know where they dug out such a monster newcomer. The sound was too beautiful, and it fit the relaxed atmosphere of the original; the pure campus feel.

There were also shameless post-production people from other communities who asked guess if they could contact him on Weibo and QQ, saying that they fortunately had good songs waiting for him.

More fans were blowing rainbow farts, saying that they wanted to fall in love as soon as they heard this voice. They wanted to ask what the younger brother’s surname was and if he could accept the embrace of the younger sisters.

And just under this Weibo, an account named ‘@Guess I Guess’, quietly showed his head, quietly replied to the post, and quietly sent a [swan shy] emoji.

[TN: I used Guess I Guess in the first chapters, but it’s actually ‘you guess, I guess, don’t guess’, using ‘Cai’ in guess.]

Tan Yiming followed the Weibo account and found that the account was not verified, and there were a few original microblogs. He followed more than twenty ballet-related bloggers, but only focused on one Super Topic.

And all of @Guess I Guess’s original Weibo’s surfed one Super Topic tag.

@Guess I Guess: #CV|Wang Qingyun Super Topic# Good morning, great god!

@Guess I Guess: #CV|Wang Qingyun Super Topic# Yun Da, good morning!

@Guess I Guess: #CV|Wang Qingyun Super Topic# Yun-sama, Goodnight!

Three times a day, with no fail, more punctual than meals.

Tan Yiming: "..."

In the audio, the theme song sung by guess came out. As the comment said, it was light and lively, like a beam of light on a spring day, falling on the table through the window.

Tan Yiming opened up QQ and took out the post-production from the vast crowd.

Yiming Qingyun: How many episodes?

Post-production: ... Ah? What ‘episodes’?

Yiming Qingyun: How many episodes are there in the radio drama you've mentioned?

Post-production: The third phase is being planned now, and there should be another one.

Yiming Qingyun: Well, I’ll take it.

Post-production: ????????

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