Cāi Cāi

Chapter 83: Act X: Singing In The Rain (8)

The job Yao Yin was offering to Tan Yiming was the voice acting the role of 'the midnight sun'.

Tan Yiming had heard Xiang Cai talk about this musical before, but didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to participate in it.

With such a good opportunity in front of him, Tan Yiming would never think of rejecting it!

Early the next morning, Tan Yiming and Xiang Cai appeared in the theater rehearsal hall together. The director, screenwriter, and producer all sat in a row ready to interview Tan Yiming.

To be honest, if it were not for Xiang Cai and Yao Yin's recommendations, the directing team would never consider letting 'midnight sun' be dubbed by a male voice.

Tan Yiming had stayed up all night the night before to finish reading the original novel and adapted screenplay. Because of the lack of time, he could only write around a thousand characters in the character biography, but it was enough to reflect his intentions.

Tan Yiming's resume was very impressive with countless voice acting works. His personal characteristics were distinct, and so he displayed it all beautifully. When the director asked him to recite a few lines on the spot, no matter whether if it was gentle, arrogant, cold or considerate, he could perform it all with perfect emotions.

Xiang Cai volunteered to act together with Tan Yiming.

He chose the scene in the script when the protagonist first heard the voice of 'midnight sun'.

There was a messy bed in the center of the rehearsal hall. The boy slept with his clothes on, and he slept unsteadily with his brows furrowed. He twisted his body from time to time, like a very anxious little animal.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the distance.

It was ethereal and void, but at the same time, thick and solid. It was amazing how just one voice could blend so many diametrically opposed adjectives together.

"—If I were you, I would not stay in bed on such a clear beautiful night. Instead, I would spend my time basking in the moonlight."

The boy was startled awake from his dream. He suddenly sat up on his bed and looked around, not seeing anyone, confused, he then lowered his head and laid back down.

"—Don't sleep, the stars are waiting for you."

The boy was fully awake this time. He got out of bed barefoot, opened the 'door', and cautiously stepped out.

He was clearly standing in the bright rehearsal hall, but the boy's surprised expression performance convinced the audience that he had crossed the boundaries of time and space to stand under a starry sky.

"Who are you?" The boy folded his hands to his mouth and loudly asked the sky, "Are you the moon? Or the star? A cloud in the sky or the wind passing by my ear?"

The voice did not answer the boy's question.

Instead, he recited the poem by Alfred D'Souza. He spoke slowly, his voice like a gentle stream of water winding and caressing everyone's ears.

"—Sing like no one is listening, love like you've never been heartbroken, dance like no one is watching and live life like it is heaven on earth."

So, under the guidance of that voice, the boy began to dance and sing under the stars for the first time.

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This was a very stream-of-consciousness type work. The original novel was full of speculation on human nature and self, and its adapted script sincerely followed this sense of mystery.