Fangzheng looked at Yang Li in surprise and shook his head without saying anything.
He turned around and walked to the side. He picked up the script that he had prepared earlier and handed it to her."Familiarize yourself first."
After handing the script to Yang Lifang, Fangzheng turned around and entered the recording studio to start adjusting the equipment.
He needed to complete the recording and editing alone. Perhaps when the company expanded, he would hire professional editors and sound repairmen.
But now, he had no choice but to personally handle these tasks.
Fang Zheng, who had entered the recording studio and started working, did not notice Yang Li's movements outside the glass room.
Yang Li returned to the living room and took her bag in. Then, she took out the poster of Scheer's character that Fang Zheng had given her and hung it on the wall in front of her.
He looked at it for a long time with an infatuated smile on his face. Then, he remembered his dubbing job and quickly picked up the script book at the side to read.
" I won't tell anyone, so it's okay to cry."
"There's nothing wrong with that, right? Probably…"
"I'm very sorry."
"When I was cooking, the meat was burnt and Chi Tong scolded me coldly. When he was cleaning, he made a mess, which caused Brand more trouble. When he was shopping, he made a mistake in mixing sugar and salt, which was laughed at by Leona. A few days ago, when he was washing clothes, he accidentally washed Mayne as well.”
"That's why I wasn't assigned any work in the base, so I could focus on my cultivation.”
Yang Li looked at the script book and read it word by word. She carefully felt everything about Scheer and put herself in Scheer's shoes. She considered what kind of emotion was suitable to say this line.
Looking up at the poster hanging on the wall, Yang Li smiled gently.
"Scheer, I'll make your voice acting perfect!”
Yang Li was unknowingly immersed in the script. Although she didn't know the exact plot, she could feel Scheer's gentleness and natural stupidity just by looking at the lines.
"I grew up in the underground district of the Imperial City…No matter what he did, he was clumsy and did not have any specialty at all. People often said,'There must be something wrong with that guy's brain.'”
"But even then, I had friends that I could get along with.”
Yang Li didn't know why, but she suddenly felt depressed. She was familiar with this feeling, just like when she watched " Star's Dream ".
"That's not right. Hill, you still have me. Hill is not useless. You're so gentle and beautiful.”
Yang Li mumbled. She had already completely immersed herself in the role of Scheer. She subconsciously experienced Scheer's feelings and everything about her.
"I made it!"
"Body…I can't move…"
"Now…Hurry up and escape…Ma Yin ~"
" It's great that it finally came in handy, Nightraid... Where I belong... I like everyone the most…I'm so happy!"
"I'm sorry, Tazmi, it's already... I can't hold you in my arms anymore.”
Pa! Pa!
Drops of crystal fell from the corners of her eyes and landed on the script, making a crisp sound.
Unknowingly, the script was already wet by Yang Li's tears. At this moment, she forgot everything around her. She only wanted to cry out loud and release the depression in her heart.
Although there were no scenes and she did not know the plot, just these few lines alone made Yang Li vaguely know what kind of ending her favorite Scheer was facing.
Between the lines, she could clearly feel Scheer's heartfelt love and care for her companions, as well as her care and concern for Tazmi.
If it weren't for the script book in her hand, who would have thought that the naturally dull Scheer had such a gentle side?
Heart-wrenching!
The pain was engraved in her heart, and her eyes unconsciously became moist. She was deeply in love, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Why are you crying?"
Fangzheng walked out of the recording studio and saw Yang Li, whose shoulders were trembling. He could not help but walk forward and ask in concern.
Fangzheng, you bastard!"
Yang Li threw the script book in her hand into Fangzheng's arms. With tears on her face, she suppressed her sobs and ran out of the room.
Looking at Yang Li's back, Fangzheng picked up the script that had fallen to the ground. He could not help but be stunned when he felt the moisture on the script.
"I'm sorry, Tazmi, it's already... I can't hold you in my arms anymore.”
Upon seeing this line, Fangzheng seemed to understand something.
Fangzheng slapped his forehead and sighed gloomily. How could he have forgotten about this? After all, although Yang Li had a muddle-headed personality, she was a diehard fan of Scheer.
It was impossible for Yang Li not to notice the obvious premonition in the script. No wonder the other party was crying.
At the mention of this, Fang Zheng was quite depressed. Yang Li was a hopeless fan of Scheer, but the gentlest Scheer happened to be the first important person to be sacrificed in the night raid.
Was this considered fate playing tricks on people?
Thinking of Yang Li's swollen eyes, Fangzheng subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air. He had specially watched the replay of the live broadcast that day.
Through the bullet comments, he knew that there were quite a few viewers who liked the character of Hill. If those viewers knew that their favorite Hill had received a death sentence in the sixth episode, the consequences would be dire.
"As expected, the heavens are watching. No Zuo, no Die ~"
Fang Zheng sighed helplessly. He hadn't forgotten that he had previously announced that this was a super hot battle drama.
Although he did not explicitly say that this was a " healing " drama, he misled the audience by saying that this was a different anime from " Star Dream."
Anyone who had seen Star's Dream would know what style it was. Since the author said that it was different from Star's Dream, it was definitely not the type that would make people feel depressed for an entire day after watching it.
The audience made their own judgment, but little did they know that this was Fangzheng's sinister motive.
An anime could have many labels. It could be a battle series, but it could also be a healing series. There was no contradiction.
It was just that the audience who had just come into contact with anime was still relatively naive. They did not understand the various ways and means at all. They simply thought that depression and healing corresponded.
Since Fang Dada, whom they liked, said that " Chopping Crimson " wasn't a depressing movie like " Dream of the Stars," it definitely wasn't a tragedy.
Just thinking about how the expectant audience would only find out that the name of the manga was only a survival list at the end made one shudder.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。