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Chapter Thirteen First Heard

 Xu Tao worked very hard that day, and Fang Yi also made him cherish him very much. Neither of them was slowed down in their progress.

However, the dubbing was recorded until late at night and was still not completely finished.

Fang Yi still has some parts of himself left, as well as scenes where he cooperates with others - the latter can be recorded separately, or he can cooperate like today.

"The rest are all supporting characters, even smaller than Jiang Wei. They can't say a few lines in the whole story. I want you to be the main character." On the corridor where everyone was about to leave the Khrushchev Building and say goodbye, Ma Ma said

Kun suggested this while waving the thinned script book.

Xu Tao listened quietly and seemed to acquiesce.

"What do you think?" Ma Kun asked Fang Yi.

"I listen to the professionals."

He also acquiesced.

Of course, recording together will give better results, but we must also consider the high time cost of coordinating with so many people.

Fang Yi doesn't seem to be a perfectionist.

Generally speaking, young people want to do their best under possible conditions and have a strong desire to perform, even if this matter may produce negative externalities.

Everyone was a little surprised.

"Take a photo with my junior brother, Ma Kun. Keep the photo at your place. Maybe it will be hung on the door in the future." Xu Tao spoke. He rubbed his tired face to make him feel more energetic and improve his voice.

If you listen carefully, it's already getting hoarse.

"It needs to be hung at the door, not later, but now." Ma Kun answered. He took out the thick business card book that Ma Liangen showed Fang Yi just now. The most recent one had two phone numbers and related information written on it.

Compared with the previous one, it seems very simple.

One of them belongs to Fang Yi.

Xiao Ma dug out a new photo frame and card paper, and copied Fang Yi's contact information and work information as neatly as possible - now there are only "Three Kingdoms" cartoons, and projects that Xu Tao has collaborated with their studio.

During this process, you have already sorted things out.

It is still a regular project.

Fang Yi stood next to the boss Xu Tao and firmly united around the boss center.

Ma Liangen climbed to the switch in twos and twos, turned on all the lights, and then hurriedly joined the team at the end.

"Kacha!"

Tired, indifferent, excited, and one sad.

The fresh photos still need to be developed. "When you come back here in a few days, the photos should have been hung up." Ma Kun patted the wall.

At the place where he slapped, Maliangen fetched nails and a short-handled hammer.

Knocking again and again.

"Thank you." Fang Yi put on his mask again and helped Xu Tao open the door. The weather still hadn't improved late at night, and the glistening snow reflected the light of the moon, casting a long halo.

On the street farther away, the street lights that had been overhauled for the Olympic Games were shining brightly, and there were figures lingering underneath. There were two parallel ones, exchanging greetings. They stood there for a while, and finally separated at the end.

Maliangen, who wanted to make progress, didn't know this, so he still hammered away at fixing nails.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sky and the earth spin, day and night alternate, from heavy snow to light snow, then to gloomy cumulonimbus clouds, and then to a rare sunny day in winter.

The wind is also gentle.

The sound of hammering nails changed from crisp to dull.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Xiao Ma, who was paying attention to the photo, was awakened by the knock on the door and ran out to open the door.

"Teacher Fang, you are here..."

Because the mask was used up, Fang Yi, who rarely showed his whole face, nodded slightly. As soon as he came in, he saw the newly placed photo at the door. Of the four people on it, he was a bit taller than the others, and his eyebrows were slightly

He smiled brightly and kept spinning all day long, and he looked the best as a young man. He couldn't help but think that the work these days was about to end, and he felt sad.

He calls out the play's mask badge.

"Current level 1 [15/100]".

And the mask part that represents the CD is close to turning around, with bright gold taking up most of it.

Xu Tao's guidance was of great help to him.

It seems that there are many ways to accumulate experience besides practical work. Maybe in the future, if you learn more skills, you can find a job where you can accumulate experience faster.

"Where's your dad?" Fang Yi asked.

There is no key figure in the studio, Ma Kun, but the hot tea in the recording studio - filled with fat sea in a transparent cup, is still exuding steaming heat.

"Smoking." Xiao Ma shrugged.

Fang Yi couldn't help but look at Pang Dahai again. As we all know, Pang Dahai's use is to maintain his voice on such occasions.

Smoking is one of the most harmful behaviors to your voice.

Ma Liangen was paying attention to Fang Yi. He explained, "My dad didn't smoke when he was young. He was disciplined in this industry and occasionally had to dub. But after he opened the studio, although he recorded and dubbed,

I saw other people's real talents, and after seeing them a lot, I realized that my ceiling was not high, so I gradually changed my mind and concentrated on being a recording engineer."

"——But he never smokes in front of me." Ma Liangen emphasized. He raised the fat sea tea in his hand, which was also transparent. "Teacher Fang, may I give you a cup?"

"I have it in my hand."

Fang Yi brought a backpack with him that day. On the way here, he was a little uncomfortable because he rarely brought anything with him.

Why do actors need assistants? No matter how famous they are, they are qualified to be actors, and they still need to isolate fans, drive, contact business, serve makeup and dress, receive various masters and send favors, they are just used for

Prestigious... Such a profession sometimes has to create a scene that seems useless to outsiders.

However, "Now that I'm a recording engineer and I'm no longer hit, why do I still smoke?" Fang Yi asked.

"Because my career is not going well... The film studio requires quality and sends it for inspection. If it is not satisfied, it is often called back for re-production, thinking that the studio is not capable enough and cannot control the quality; however, many times, it is not because my dad is unwilling

Control, these people who are here to dub, especially the marginal supporting roles, are not capable themselves."

"It's rare to have the speed and cooperation between you and Teacher Xu to record most of the recording in one afternoon, and also to exchange experiences with each other."

Ma Liangen complained for his father. "For example, today, there are still some people who are filming the "Three Kingdoms" cartoon. They are not the protagonists. They don't have many lines and their skills are not enough. They are just some freshmen college students..."

Suddenly he remembered something and turned to make up for it, "I'm not saying that freshmen college students are not good. There are also good ones, and some are particularly good!"

Xiao Ma said this and looked at Fang Yi intently. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It is true that the money given by the producer is not much, dozens of yuan, not even a hundred yuan. You can only find such a person!" "Speaking of it!

, I have done dubbing before, and I have contacted a girl from your school. The dubbing is good, not as good as yours, there are not many details, but the level is enough."

"Song Yi?"

The girl with lobed ears often sees no one in class and is even busier than Fang Yi. She may have been in a film like this.

Xiao Ma looked confused, "I don't know the person you're talking about, and it's definitely not him... but I feel like he might be your major; because for those of you who study drama, as long as you have practiced well, you will be able to listen when you speak.

What comes out is different from those who specialize in dubbing."

Surprisingly, he is not the only one who does part-time dubbing. Nor is it the troublesome Song Yi.

This was the first time Fang Yi had heard of this situation, but when he thought about it, it wasn't surprising.

This group of people who study drama speak well and have good basic skills. They often meet the bottom line requirements of dubbing. If they lower their requirements with their resumes, they can always find opportunities; however, when it comes to emotions and skills, they are not as good as

Having been trained in dubbing, he seemed too reserved and unable to let go.

Of course, given the current average dubbing level in China, it would be great if you can speak clearly, so why talk about feelings?

Many of the first batch of dubbing people had studied drama. What was the difference between the dubbing tone of the dubbing film and the arias of the people who performed Hamlet in the drama?

The tired Ma Kun came back, picked up the transparent water cup, and swallowed in small sips, so that the tea would moisten his throat as much as possible.

He was not as polite as when we first met him. He took off his cigarette-smelling coat and said, "Funny."

Fang Yi said, "It's okay." He took the script book, walked into the recording studio familiarly, put on his headphones, and waited for Ma Kun's reminder light.

Unlike performances that take longer to get started, the voice actors usually don't get the script before coming to the scene. Taking advantage of this time, Fang Yi silently read his lines.

"Get ready-" Ma Kun's voice came from the speaker, and he was still making gestures through the glass.

The screen here plays a silent cartoon.

As soon as the light flashes, Fang Yi enters the working state.



The work went smoothly. After more than three hours, Fang Yi came out of the recording studio and took a sip of the fat sea tea.

This means that the work on the animated version of "Three Kingdoms" has been completed. The Ma family and his son invited him to dinner again, but not today. In a while, there will be other dubbing actors coming. In fact, the current studio has already entered two

A strange voice actor.

The two of them looked at him a little reservedly. They wanted to introduce themselves and get to know each other, but they seemed unable to say anything.

Fang Yi nodded as a greeting.

These should be the marginal supporting characters that Xiao Ma mentioned - compared with Xu Tao's Zhuge Liang, Fang Yi's Jiang Wei is a minor character. Compared with these people, Fang Yi is a famous figure.

So he also enjoyed the right to be waited for.

Xiao Ma took out the directory, circled Fang Yi's page with his only project "Three Kingdoms" animated version, and then closed it.

The work is done.

Fang Yi saw from the corner of his eye that there were still two people on this page, and there were no new additions; the two new and restrained young voice actors had not caught the attention of the Ma family and his son, and were just passing by.

In this industry, or even in the wider entertainment industry, will they also be passers-by?

And me?

On that page, apart from me, how could another person named Zhang go anywhere?

Fang Yi didn't know.

After bidding farewell to everyone in the room, he left the small building. On the corridor, beside the quilt tied with thin strings, he smelled a faint fragrance and the accompanying sound of footsteps.

It seems that he passed by the man named Zhang.

He turned back to look at the familiar figure standing at the door. Before she looked back, he went down the railing.

"Speaking of which... I met a girl from your school. Her dubbing was pretty good, not as good as yours. She didn't have many details, but her level was good enough."

This is the person Xiao Ma is talking about.

The man adjusted his glasses and pushed his hair to her ears, and she lowered her head.


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