Chapter 45
Act VI: The Little Prince (7)
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The tense audition ended. That night, Tan Yiming finally had the best sleep he's had in a long time.
Regardless of the final outcome, he had gone all out to infuse the role with his most perfect performance. As for whether the examiners would like his performance, it was not within his control.
Putting down this emotion-filled audition, he was able to relax.
Early the next day, he had breakfast and joined the other candidates.
Surprisingly, with the exception of him, everyone had thick dark circles and yawned continuously. Who knew whether it was due to jet lag or whether they were too anxious about the final outcome to be able to fall asleep last night.
Seeing Yiming look so refreshed, Xiao Qing was inevitably a little bit sour.
Xiao Qing: "It looks like you had a good rest yesterday?"
Tan Yiming: "It's very good. Anyway, the auditions are over."
Seeing this young man who looked well-prepared for the result, Xiao Qing recalled how he was tongue-tied and stumbling out his English lines in the audition room yesterday. He really had to sigh, it was really too disheartening.
Xiao Qing: "How did you answer the last question? Did you think the astronaut would regret it?"
Tan Yiming answered honestly: "There should be no correct answer in regrets or no regrets." He replied, "But I was lucky. I was inadvertently talking to my friend about regrets and no regrets before entering the audition yesterday. They gave me a lot of inspiration, and I didn’t expect it to be so coincidental when I was asked this by the examiner."
To Tan Yiming, Xiang Cai was synonymous with lucky star. However, when these words fell into Xiao Qing's ears, it had an entire different meaning.
Xiao Qing listened enviously: "Your girlfriend is quite Wangfu."
[T/N: Wangfu = an ancient feudal idea, the term that describes a woman that brings good luck to her husband so that he will become rich and wealthy (based on facial features).]
Tan Yiming: "...They’re a man."
Xiao Qing: "Oh, your boyfriend is quite Wangfu."
Tan Yiming: "...????"
Before Tan Yiming could explain, the staff invited everyone to gather around and proceeded to the conference room.
Unlike the expectations and excitement the team had on the first day, today's team was a little more dull.
Nearly 70 candidates from six countries sat in the staircase conference room, waiting for the final result.
They were surrounded by different languages: English, Japanese, Russian ... In just a few minutes, six lucky people would be born here, and they would become the behind-the-scenes heroes of Blizzard Entertainment’s mysterious masterpiece.
Blizzard didn't make them wait long.
Soon, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and five people entered, one after the other.
In addition to the game’s main strategist and the main chief that they had seen before, the last person in the team was a young man with curly red hair.
A buzz sounded among the crowd, and many people recognized him—he was the "recording assistant" who was in the studio yesterday!
Except, now, there was another badge on his chest, clearly displaying his true identity: Jonah Brown, chief audio designer of the "q" project team.
Blizzard Entertainment was full of rituals. Jonah held a scroll-like thing in his hand that everyone recognized at a glance. This was the scroll in the hands of the NPC [T/N: non-player character] who releases the task in the game. The most striking thing was that Jonah wore a strange helmet above his head with a huge yellow question mark on it. If Tan Yiming had a mouse in his hand, he would really want to click on it.
"Hello everyone, we've met yesterday." As Jonah spoke, the question mark above his head wobbled. "Let me re-introduce myself: I'm Jonah Brown, the audio leader of the “q" project team. I now have the final list of successful voice actors in my hand. "
Jonah: "The ten successful actors have been selected based upon results of the blind auditions and voting of the audio department, plot planners, and several lead creators. Whether it is a company selected or employee recommended auditionee, all audition demos have been shuffled and names were replaced by numbers. Everyone rest assured, we'd made ensure there was no bias and only fairness in this final outcome."
"So now," Jonah raised his hand and tapped the question mark above his head. The next second, the question mark straightened, and at the same time, a jingling update sound effect was issued, “The task is settled and the final score of the players will be announced.”
Everyone: "..."
Obviously the atmosphere was extremely serious, but all the voice actors present were amused by his funny behavior. This was almost like a real-life RPG, and they were the group of players who had just returned triumphantly.
Tan Yiming came from an investment bank background. Investment banking had always been strict and dull. At the investment bank, everyone seemed to be thrown into a transparent fish tank. The lack of oxygen gave everyone a hard time breathing.
He had long heard of the open environment of the media company environment, and the gaming industry was the most whimsical. After he experienced it for the first time, he felt that his "escape" from the investment bank industry was even more so, the most correct choice.
Jonah finally released them from suspense, cleared his throat and read out the first successful name.
"The Japanese scientist is Takako Ono."
A girl with pink hair screamed excitedly and wept with joy, hugging the little sister next to her.
"The Spanish mechanic is Fernando Garcia."
The youth with wheat-colored skin jumped up from his seat, clenched his fists and waved it to the sky. Coincidentally, he was the man who talked with Yiming at the airport to "show" his Chinese.
Immediately following, it was the American role, the Russian role, the French role ...
… Finally, it came to the sixth role: the fortuitous and decisive Chinese astronaut Wang Qiang who had traveled alone for a century.
"Chinese astronaut—"
At that moment, Tan Yiming felt that the flow of time seemed to be slowing down. That second seemed to take an hour. The world was silent, leaving only monotonous black and white. In this silent world, only the yellow exclamation mark above Jonah's head flashed, still emitting light.
Tan Yiming stared at him, watching him open his mouth and smile.
It was as if each syllable extended infinitely, stretching, continuing to stretch-
"——Yiming—Tan!"
Non-standard Chinese came out of the "NPC’s" mouth.
Everything rushed back at the same time, the surrounding sounds, temperature, feelings, colors...
The black and white world was instantly broken, and all the senses that were blocked off came back.
Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming.
— Jonah read his name.
It was really him. It was Tan Yiming.
It was he who broke through the siege of ten powerful opponents and won the final glory.
"It's me." Tan mumbled. "It's me."
He repeated: "It's really me."
Countless sounds banged into his eardrum, but he didn't respond, unable to process the applause.
Who was clapping?
Who was talking to him?
Who was hugging him?
He couldn't hear anything and didn't care about anything. From the moment he made up his mind to throw away the bread, he desperately pinned all his hopes on this dream.
And now, his dream was no longer just on paper, it had become a piece of soft, sweet bread that was enough to fill his stomach.
Soon, his voice would be transmitted to every corner of the world with the release of the game. He would use his own voice to infuse "Wang Qiang" with a soul, and those fans who loved the game would be greatly inspired by his voice.
Today, he took the first step of his artistic career, in the meeting room of Blizzard Entertainment. A tiny but firm step.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a huge wave swept through Tan Yiming, crashed into his world fortuitously, disrupting his boring-well-organized life plans.
But Tan Yiming was not afraid. He spent his whole life waiting for such a huge wave to strike, and now it came, he opened his arms and ran to meet it head on.
※
That night, Blizzard Entertainment held a very grand after-party.
There were fine drinks, small cakes formed into the game logo, and a crowd of people were laughing and chatting.
The party was held on the company's open-air lawn. The weather in April was just right, and the night breeze blew the intermingling fragrance of wine and the girls’ perfume.
Throughout the night, many people came to Tan Yiming to take a group photo. Fernando from Spain was very enthusiastic and unrestrained. He curled his tongue and shouted "amigo", swinging his arm around Tan Yiming’s neck. Who knew how many weird selfies he took then.
Although Blizzard Entertainment invited all the voice actor candidates to participate in this party, half of the unsuccessful left, citing "travel problems".
Of course, everyone knew that itineraries were just mere excuses.
"As for why? Each one has such high self-esteem. After the Oscars, you don’t see the stars who weren’t nominated attending the after-party." Xiao Qing even vomited.
He held two glasses of draft beer in his hand. This glass was based on a wooden cup of the Dwarves in a certain game of Blizzard Entertainment’s. Xiao Qing handed one of them to Tan Yiming and nudged him with his shoulder: "Drink, it’s not poisoned."
Tan Yiming accepted it, took a sip, and set it aside. He didn’t like alcohol. He could have a drink, but he didn’t want to get drunk.
Tan Yiming said: "I thought you would leave early."
"Why leave?" Xiao Qing leaned against the bar, his whole person very relaxed. He took out a stack of business cards from his pocket and said smugly, "Why should face be so important?"
He carried a kind of natural market ability and savviness. Even if he had once targeted Tan Yiming, Tan Yiming did not have a strong aversion to him ... After all, being out in the light was always better than dark arrows.
The two toasted.
Xiao Qing drank almost all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the clear golden yellow liquid was fragrant and pleasant. He wiped his mouth and boldly asked, "Are you really new?"
Even till this moment, he still did not believe that he was defeated by an unknown fledgling.
"Kind of." Tan Yiming said, "Because I like dubbing, before, I’d dubbed some online radio dramas. I only started to do commercial dubbing in the last six months. However, the Hollywood ceiling is very low. I can only dub some small Asian characters in animations, commercials, etc.. There are not many job opportunities."
Xiao Qing: "It looks like you’re planning to return to China for development?"
"It's still under consideration." Tan Yiming thought for a while, "Do you have any suggestions? If I want to do this, is it better to go back to China to develop than stay in the United States?"
Xiao Qing drank the last drop of wine: "Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"
"Of course the truth."
"My advice is not to do this."
Tan Yiming: "..."
Xiao Qing: "Really, you've said that you are young, handsome, and you are studying a profitable industry. Why would you want to be a voice actor?"
As if it was difficult to finally find someone that would listen, Xiao Qing complained out loud: "It is hard and tiring to do this business. Now the crews are getting more and more water, especially for costume dramas. Hengdian is so busy and the Hall of Supreme Harmony has three crews at the same time. When shooting, the scene cannot be noisy, they simply do not accept simultaneous noises; it all depends on the dubbing afterwards. The voice acting should match, right?”
[T/N: Hengdian = largest film studio in Chinese industry. Hall of Supreme Harmony = a location in the Forbidden City, Beijing, where they may be filming.]
When he talked about this, he got angry, "For those little fresh meat with facial paralysis performances, there are NGs one, two, three, four times. The producer sends the film over and says, ‘Dear dubbing teachers, help.’ The problem is, how can I help? If I can turn a puppet into a film emperor by sound alone, why shouldn't I act on my own?"
Tan Yiming didn't expect Xiao Qing to be so outspoken that he almost spit out his drink.
Tan Yiming didn't know what to say, and he could only comfort him: "No way, now the acting skills of idol stars have been "matured" by the market. Looking at the bright side, in fact, it can only be reprocessed later. However, the two-dimensional industry is very good now. There are so many domestic animations, radio dramas, and games. It's not bad just to pick up some of them."
"That being said, there is still a big gap between our domestic two-dimensional industry and Japan’s. Many primary school chickens [T/N: an insult, not literal children] have not yet learned to distinguish our voices and roles." When mentioning this, Xiao Qing shook his head, "I played in a harem Otome game last year. It was very hot. My wife charged several 648. I heard that the monthly turnover was hundreds of millions ... But the game had not been hot for a month, and they wanted to show who was behind the voices of several male protagonists. The photos were flying all over the sky, and they were all snapshots signed and sold by the comic exhibition. Would you say that it would look good? A bunch of fans said that my appearance ruined the male god they imagined and called me ‘fat man ugly’. At that time, I weighed 85 kilograms, and I started to lose weight because I got angry. "
Tan Yiming patted him on the shoulder: "What is your current weight ...?"
Xiao Qing: "86 kg."
Tan Yiming: "..."
Xiao Qing looked him up and down, and said enviously: "In fact, your external appearance is very good. You have just entered the circle, and you are already accompanied with Blizzard's masterpiece, coupled with the fact that you were gilded in the United States. Fans would eat it if you really wanted to go back to China. You can find a team to make you look good."
"I don't like those messy things." Tan Yiming immediately shook his head and declined: "Dubbing is dubbing. A good voice and the emotions of the character are more important. As for the appearance, education, and personality of the voice actor, they are the things least worth mentioning."
Xiao Qing did not expect the young man in front of him to say such a thing. Not only was he not dazzled by his sudden immediate success, he even saw it clearly and thoroughly, for what it actually is.
This conversation reminded Xiao Qing of his former self. When he first stepped into this industry, he also had a simple and pure love for the voice-over business.
At that time, he had not been destroyed by Party A, and he had not wasted most of his energy in the struggle outside the recording studio.
He wondered, how long could Tan Yiming’s purity remain?
As a current opponent, a senior, a future colleague, and a possible friend, Xiao Qing sincerely hoped that Tan Yiming's "purity" could be kept longer.
After all, the maturity of young people and the innocence of adults were treasures that were most worthy of careful collection.
Thinking this way, Xiao Qing raised his hand and held Yiming's shoulder, saying brightly: "Xiao Tan, then I'll be waiting for you in China! Don't forget, you still have to supplement me with my plastic English!"
Tan Yiming raised an eyebrow: "It looks like your tuition of 9999 USD is prepared?"
Xiao Qing: "..."
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The tense audition ended. That night, Tan Yiming finally had the best sleep he's had in a long time.
Regardless of the final outcome, he had gone all out to infuse the role with his most perfect performance. As for whether the examiners would like his performance, it was not within his control.
Putting down this emotion-filled audition, he was able to relax.
Early the next day, he had breakfast and joined the other candidates.
Surprisingly, with the exception of him, everyone had thick dark circles and yawned continuously. Who knew whether it was due to jet lag or whether they were too anxious about the final outcome to be able to fall asleep last night.
Seeing Yiming look so refreshed, Xiao Qing was inevitably a little bit sour.
Xiao Qing: "It looks like you had a good rest yesterday?"
Tan Yiming: "It's very good. Anyway, the auditions are over."
Seeing this young man who looked well-prepared for the result, Xiao Qing recalled how he was tongue-tied and stumbling out his English lines in the audition room yesterday. He really had to sigh, it was really too disheartening.
Xiao Qing: "How did you answer the last question? Did you think the astronaut would regret it?"
Tan Yiming answered honestly: "There should be no correct answer in regrets or no regrets." He replied, "But I was lucky. I was inadvertently talking to my friend about regrets and no regrets before entering the audition yesterday. They gave me a lot of inspiration, and I didn’t expect it to be so coincidental when I was asked this by the examiner."
To Tan Yiming, Xiang Cai was synonymous with lucky star. However, when these words fell into Xiao Qing's ears, it had an entire different meaning.
Xiao Qing listened enviously: "Your girlfriend is quite Wangfu."
[T/N: Wangfu = an ancient feudal idea, the term that describes a woman that brings good luck to her husband so that he will become rich and wealthy (based on facial features).]
Tan Yiming: "...They’re a man."
Xiao Qing: "Oh, your boyfriend is quite Wangfu."
Tan Yiming: "...????"
Before Tan Yiming could explain, the staff invited everyone to gather around and proceeded to the conference room.
Unlike the expectations and excitement the team had on the first day, today's team was a little more dull.
Nearly 70 candidates from six countries sat in the staircase conference room, waiting for the final result.
They were surrounded by different languages: English, Japanese, Russian ... In just a few minutes, six lucky people would be born here, and they would become the behind-the-scenes heroes of Blizzard Entertainment’s mysterious masterpiece.
Blizzard didn't make them wait long.
Soon, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and five people entered, one after the other.
In addition to the game’s main strategist and the main chief that they had seen before, the last person in the team was a young man with curly red hair.
A buzz sounded among the crowd, and many people recognized him—he was the "recording assistant" who was in the studio yesterday!
Except, now, there was another badge on his chest, clearly displaying his true identity: Jonah Brown, chief audio designer of the "q" project team.
Blizzard Entertainment was full of rituals. Jonah held a scroll-like thing in his hand that everyone recognized at a glance. This was the scroll in the hands of the NPC [T/N: non-player character] who releases the task in the game. The most striking thing was that Jonah wore a strange helmet above his head with a huge yellow question mark on it. If Tan Yiming had a mouse in his hand, he would really want to click on it.
"Hello everyone, we've met yesterday." As Jonah spoke, the question mark above his head wobbled. "Let me re-introduce myself: I'm Jonah Brown, the audio leader of the “q" project team. I now have the final list of successful voice actors in my hand. "
Jonah: "The ten successful actors have been selected based upon results of the blind auditions and voting of the audio department, plot planners, and several lead creators. Whether it is a company selected or employee recommended auditionee, all audition demos have been shuffled and names were replaced by numbers. Everyone rest assured, we'd made ensure there was no bias and only fairness in this final outcome."
"So now," Jonah raised his hand and tapped the question mark above his head. The next second, the question mark straightened, and at the same time, a jingling update sound effect was issued, “The task is settled and the final score of the players will be announced.”
Everyone: "..."
Obviously the atmosphere was extremely serious, but all the voice actors present were amused by his funny behavior. This was almost like a real-life RPG, and they were the group of players who had just returned triumphantly.
Tan Yiming came from an investment bank background. Investment banking had always been strict and dull. At the investment bank, everyone seemed to be thrown into a transparent fish tank. The lack of oxygen gave everyone a hard time breathing.
He had long heard of the open environment of the media company environment, and the gaming industry was the most whimsical. After he experienced it for the first time, he felt that his "escape" from the investment bank industry was even more so, the most correct choice.
Jonah finally released them from suspense, cleared his throat and read out the first successful name.
"The Japanese scientist is Takako Ono."
A girl with pink hair screamed excitedly and wept with joy, hugging the little sister next to her.
"The Spanish mechanic is Fernando Garcia."
The youth with wheat-colored skin jumped up from his seat, clenched his fists and waved it to the sky. Coincidentally, he was the man who talked with Yiming at the airport to "show" his Chinese.
Immediately following, it was the American role, the Russian role, the French role ...
… Finally, it came to the sixth role: the fortuitous and decisive Chinese astronaut Wang Qiang who had traveled alone for a century.
"Chinese astronaut—"
At that moment, Tan Yiming felt that the flow of time seemed to be slowing down. That second seemed to take an hour. The world was silent, leaving only monotonous black and white. In this silent world, only the yellow exclamation mark above Jonah's head flashed, still emitting light.
Tan Yiming stared at him, watching him open his mouth and smile.
It was as if each syllable extended infinitely, stretching, continuing to stretch-
"——Yiming—Tan!"
Non-standard Chinese came out of the "NPC’s" mouth.
Everything rushed back at the same time, the surrounding sounds, temperature, feelings, colors...
The black and white world was instantly broken, and all the senses that were blocked off came back.
Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming.
— Jonah read his name.
It was really him. It was Tan Yiming.
It was he who broke through the siege of ten powerful opponents and won the final glory.
"It's me." Tan mumbled. "It's me."
He repeated: "It's really me."
Countless sounds banged into his eardrum, but he didn't respond, unable to process the applause.
Who was clapping?
Who was talking to him?
Who was hugging him?
He couldn't hear anything and didn't care about anything. From the moment he made up his mind to throw away the bread, he desperately pinned all his hopes on this dream.
And now, his dream was no longer just on paper, it had become a piece of soft, sweet bread that was enough to fill his stomach.
Soon, his voice would be transmitted to every corner of the world with the release of the game. He would use his own voice to infuse "Wang Qiang" with a soul, and those fans who loved the game would be greatly inspired by his voice.
Today, he took the first step of his artistic career, in the meeting room of Blizzard Entertainment. A tiny but firm step.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a huge wave swept through Tan Yiming, crashed into his world fortuitously, disrupting his boring-well-organized life plans.
But Tan Yiming was not afraid. He spent his whole life waiting for such a huge wave to strike, and now it came, he opened his arms and ran to meet it head on.
※
That night, Blizzard Entertainment held a very grand after-party.
There were fine drinks, small cakes formed into the game logo, and a crowd of people were laughing and chatting.
The party was held on the company's open-air lawn. The weather in April was just right, and the night breeze blew the intermingling fragrance of wine and the girls’ perfume.
Throughout the night, many people came to Tan Yiming to take a group photo. Fernando from Spain was very enthusiastic and unrestrained. He curled his tongue and shouted "amigo", swinging his arm around Tan Yiming’s neck. Who knew how many weird selfies he took then.
Although Blizzard Entertainment invited all the voice actor candidates to participate in this party, half of the unsuccessful left, citing "travel problems".
Of course, everyone knew that itineraries were just mere excuses.
"As for why? Each one has such high self-esteem. After the Oscars, you don’t see the stars who weren’t nominated attending the after-party." Xiao Qing even vomited.
He held two glasses of draft beer in his hand. This glass was based on a wooden cup of the Dwarves in a certain game of Blizzard Entertainment’s. Xiao Qing handed one of them to Tan Yiming and nudged him with his shoulder: "Drink, it’s not poisoned."
Tan Yiming accepted it, took a sip, and set it aside. He didn’t like alcohol. He could have a drink, but he didn’t want to get drunk.
Tan Yiming said: "I thought you would leave early."
"Why leave?" Xiao Qing leaned against the bar, his whole person very relaxed. He took out a stack of business cards from his pocket and said smugly, "Why should face be so important?"
He carried a kind of natural market ability and savviness. Even if he had once targeted Tan Yiming, Tan Yiming did not have a strong aversion to him ... After all, being out in the light was always better than dark arrows.
The two toasted.
Xiao Qing drank almost all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the clear golden yellow liquid was fragrant and pleasant. He wiped his mouth and boldly asked, "Are you really new?"
Even till this moment, he still did not believe that he was defeated by an unknown fledgling.
"Kind of." Tan Yiming said, "Because I like dubbing, before, I’d dubbed some online radio dramas. I only started to do commercial dubbing in the last six months. However, the Hollywood ceiling is very low. I can only dub some small Asian characters in animations, commercials, etc.. There are not many job opportunities."
Xiao Qing: "It looks like you’re planning to return to China for development?"
"It's still under consideration." Tan Yiming thought for a while, "Do you have any suggestions? If I want to do this, is it better to go back to China to develop than stay in the United States?"
Xiao Qing drank the last drop of wine: "Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"
"Of course the truth."
"My advice is not to do this."
Tan Yiming: "..."
Xiao Qing: "Really, you've said that you are young, handsome, and you are studying a profitable industry. Why would you want to be a voice actor?"
As if it was difficult to finally find someone that would listen, Xiao Qing complained out loud: "It is hard and tiring to do this business. Now the crews are getting more and more water, especially for costume dramas. Hengdian is so busy and the Hall of Supreme Harmony has three crews at the same time. When shooting, the scene cannot be noisy, they simply do not accept simultaneous noises; it all depends on the dubbing afterwards. The voice acting should match, right?”
[T/N: Hengdian = largest film studio in Chinese industry. Hall of Supreme Harmony = a location in the Forbidden City, Beijing, where they may be filming.]
When he talked about this, he got angry, "For those little fresh meat with facial paralysis performances, there are NGs one, two, three, four times. The producer sends the film over and says, ‘Dear dubbing teachers, help.’ The problem is, how can I help? If I can turn a puppet into a film emperor by sound alone, why shouldn't I act on my own?"
Tan Yiming didn't expect Xiao Qing to be so outspoken that he almost spit out his drink.
Tan Yiming didn't know what to say, and he could only comfort him: "No way, now the acting skills of idol stars have been "matured" by the market. Looking at the bright side, in fact, it can only be reprocessed later. However, the two-dimensional industry is very good now. There are so many domestic animations, radio dramas, and games. It's not bad just to pick up some of them."
"That being said, there is still a big gap between our domestic two-dimensional industry and Japan’s. Many primary school chickens [T/N: an insult, not literal children] have not yet learned to distinguish our voices and roles." When mentioning this, Xiao Qing shook his head, "I played in a harem Otome game last year. It was very hot. My wife charged several 648. I heard that the monthly turnover was hundreds of millions ... But the game had not been hot for a month, and they wanted to show who was behind the voices of several male protagonists. The photos were flying all over the sky, and they were all snapshots signed and sold by the comic exhibition. Would you say that it would look good? A bunch of fans said that my appearance ruined the male god they imagined and called me ‘fat man ugly’. At that time, I weighed 85 kilograms, and I started to lose weight because I got angry. "
Tan Yiming patted him on the shoulder: "What is your current weight ...?"
Xiao Qing: "86 kg."
Tan Yiming: "..."
Xiao Qing looked him up and down, and said enviously: "In fact, your external appearance is very good. You have just entered the circle, and you are already accompanied with Blizzard's masterpiece, coupled with the fact that you were gilded in the United States. Fans would eat it if you really wanted to go back to China. You can find a team to make you look good."
"I don't like those messy things." Tan Yiming immediately shook his head and declined: "Dubbing is dubbing. A good voice and the emotions of the character are more important. As for the appearance, education, and personality of the voice actor, they are the things least worth mentioning."
Xiao Qing did not expect the young man in front of him to say such a thing. Not only was he not dazzled by his sudden immediate success, he even saw it clearly and thoroughly, for what it actually is.
This conversation reminded Xiao Qing of his former self. When he first stepped into this industry, he also had a simple and pure love for the voice-over business.
At that time, he had not been destroyed by Party A, and he had not wasted most of his energy in the struggle outside the recording studio.
He wondered, how long could Tan Yiming’s purity remain?
As a current opponent, a senior, a future colleague, and a possible friend, Xiao Qing sincerely hoped that Tan Yiming's "purity" could be kept longer.
After all, the maturity of young people and the innocence of adults were treasures that were most worthy of careful collection.
Thinking this way, Xiao Qing raised his hand and held Yiming's shoulder, saying brightly: "Xiao Tan, then I'll be waiting for you in China! Don't forget, you still have to supplement me with my plastic English!"
Tan Yiming raised an eyebrow: "It looks like your tuition of 9999 USD is prepared?"
Xiao Qing: "..."
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