Tokyo star girlfriend is a love brain, what should I do?

A warm breeze blew into the house and rolled up the white curtains.

The light yellow light shone through the glass on Kimura Hayata's bright and capable face.

The computer screen opened, and neat columns of text appeared in the document.

The cursor flashes.

After breakfast early in the morning, Asuka rushed to Asuka's studio to reshoot the early scenes of the movie.

As I become more proficient in film shooting.

Asuka Teruyu also had more ideas and proposed a lot of modifications.

At first Kimura Hayata would help look at the changes, but later I saw that Asuka Teruyu’s adjustments to the movie were basically in a good direction.

Simply let him play.

Anyway, the script grasps the general direction, so it doesn't hurt to modify the details.

Not to mention.

If there are any inappropriate parts, just cut them off when the final piece is finished.

After quickly understanding the general situation of Akebono Studio last night, Kimura Hayata also had a rough idea in his mind.

The main disagreement within Akebono Studio is the conflict between Sota Imai and Junpei Maruyama.

Imai Souta hopes to complete Akebono Studio's new movie, and rely on the new movie to gain fame and reap capital.

But Maruyama Junpei wanted to give up making animated films and switch the studio's business to TV animation.

The differences arising from this conflict divided the minds within Dawning Studio.

Taku Tanabe, who is also one of the founders, is a technical person who is rarely involved in the operation of the studio. He can also be said to be a swinger.

but……

After all.

The disagreement between Dawn Studio is still about the future development and funding of the studio.

To be honest, this problem exists in almost every small animation studio that is constantly struggling.

A small animation studio disappears as easily as a plane taking off from an airport.

Especially in an atmosphere like neon, I want to work hard and persevere to make a successful work.

It would be fine if I could get the favor of capital, but the lack of funds plus the production cycle of an animation.

It's very difficult.

But nothing in this world is difficult.

Kimura Hayata stood up, picked up the cup on the table, and walked to the island to fill it with water.

The cool water flowed into his throat, sobering up his groggy head.

The problem with Dawn Studio is that of funding, and there is no time better than now to invest in this animation studio.

unfortunately……

Yinghuo Office is not short of money now.

And that big dog of the Moriike Club.

Then what is left to do becomes very clear.

"Under the condition of ensuring the integrity of Akebono Studio, take it..." Kimura Hayata drank all the water in the cup, then took another cup and returned to the computer desk.

He wants to take over a complete Dawn Studio, not a fragmented and divided animation studio.

Let them make the animation that Firefly Agency wants.

The only uncertain factor is Taku Tanabe.

The original animation produced by Dawn Studio will most likely be abandoned. How to make those people willing to make other new movies is a problem.

Kimura Hayata placed his fingers on the keyboard, and his fingertips quickly typed new content in the half-written document.

At the far right of the document is a large heading about the content inside.

【君の名は. (your name.)】

[Script setting (draft)]

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The sound of crackling keyboards echoed in the house. At noon, Kimura Hayata made some random food to fill his stomach.

Then continue to sit in front of the computer and type on the keyboard.

What he is writing now is neither a script for "Your Name" nor an animation script.

After all, even if he was given a week, he wouldn't be able to write the animation script.

Not to mention, the negotiation time with Dawn Studio was set for three days, oh, it is already the afternoon of two days later.

What's in the document is just a very simple draft of the script.

Explain the outstanding settings and main lines in the movie very briefly, and write down the main characters.

Most of the plot can be omitted.

A once-in-a-millennium comet visits Neon, a Tokyo youth and a high school girl from the rural town of Itomori...

Familiar content began to pour out from his fingertips, as if a sped-up version of a movie was playing in his mind.

Cycle over and over again.

Even if I'm just writing a very short draft of the script, I still feel a little excited.

I don't know how long it has been.

[On the stairs, Tachibana Taki and Miyamizu Mitsuha saw each other. They wanted to say something but didn’t know how to say it, so they could only pass each other with their heads down on the stairs.

until.

Tachibana Taki couldn't help but turn around and look at the figure below, shouting: "That! Have I seen you somewhere?"

Mitsuha Miyamizu's body trembled slightly, and tears flowed from her eyes. She turned to look at Tachibana Taki above, a smile on her tear-stained face.

"Me too!"

A noisy wind blew by, ruffling their hair.

Tachibana Taki and Miyamizu Mitsuha looked at each other, and the next moment they asked at the same time: "Your name is..."]

With the final draft of the script completed.

Kimura Hayata just stopped typing on the keyboard and took a long breath.

He took his fingers off the keyboard and leaned against the back of his seat.

The draft of the script is completed, and there are still some drafts of character settings and some drafts of scenes...

"Why are you getting busier and busier?" Kimura Hayata scratched his hair inexplicably.

"Why don't you just put up some paintings..."

The moment the idea came to him, he thought of his own painting skills, which could not even draw a stick figure straight.

A drawing idiot will draw in vain.

I unconsciously thought of the paintings painted by Ming Mingxun...

Dengdengdeng.

Just when Kimura Hayata was thinking wildly, a phone ringing interrupted his thoughts.

The caller ID made him raise his eyebrows.

【Kimura Shinki. 】

Why did my sister suddenly want to call me?

Get on the phone quickly.

"What the hell? Is that my brother?" Kimura Xinxi's voice came from the mobile phone.

"it's me."

"Brother! Are you busy now?"

"Busy...not very busy. You can say whatever you want." Kimura Hayata picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

Hear Kimura Shinki's energetic voice and recall "Your Name." 》The little sadness dissipated completely.

"Do you miss me? Or is there something at home that you want to tell me?"

"None of them." Kimura Shinki said decisively.

"...I'm going to die." Kimura Shunta said coldly.

"Wait a moment."

"I'm kidding... So, what's the reason Xinxi called me?"

"Brother, did you forget something..." Kimura Xinxi seemed to have a little resentment when she spoke.

"Forgot something?"

Kimura Hayata frowned, slowly sat upright, and recalled quickly in his mind.

Did you forget something? It seems there isn’t one either…

"I can't remember it at all, Xinxi better just tell me directly."

"I knew you didn't remember." Kimura Xinxi said angrily. "Feel sorry……"

"I'm going to Tokyo tomorrow."

"Eh...?" Kimura Hayata was stunned, "What are you doing in Tokyo..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something and paused.

But before she could change her words, Shinki Kimura on the other end of the phone had already said.

"It's Yuyin Club. The stupid old man clearly said at the time that he would take me to Yuyin Club to sign the novel after I graduate from junior high school. Now the vacation is mostly over."

hiss. This is indeed what happened.

Kimura Hayabusa grinned greatly, ever since he returned to Tokyo from Morito City.

He has been busy with various things at Firefly Office, from the release of "Love Letter" to the Neon Film Academy Awards ceremony.

There are so many things to be busy with that I forgot about Kimura Shinki’s novel.

No wonder his sister is so angry.

"Come tomorrow?" Kimura Hayata quickly changed the topic from forgetting to something else.

"Well, I'll probably arrive at noon tomorrow." Kimura Shinki said.

"Are you alone?" Kimura Hayata asked worriedly.

"What does it matter...I can reach Tokyo smoothly by myself. I have arrived before." Kimura Xinxi said quickly as if she was afraid that the other party would regret it.

Kimura Hayata was silent for a moment.

"Have you told grandma?"

"I said so."

"What time will we leave tomorrow? I'll note the time."

"What are you going to do?" Although Kimura Xinxi was a little confused, she still handed over the time.

"Call me before you get off the train. I'll pick you up at the station. Remember not to run around." Kimura Hayata wrote down the time on the note on his mobile phone and warned him.

"When someone talks to you, don't ignore it. Just say that your brother has gone to the toilet and is waiting for him. If you feel there is any danger, run to a crowded place. Don't take food or drink from others casually..."

"Hi, hi, I got it. I'm not a child." Kimura Shinki said perfunctorily, and then muttered in her mouth, "That's why I don't want to tell my brother..."

"Anyway, you should pay more attention when you are in the car. My home is quite far from the train station, and it would be too late to take the first bus. I will find someone to take you there."

"Huh? I wish I could get up earlier."

"Don't disturb grandma's rest."

"Oh……"

"Have you contacted the publisher?"

"Not yet. I originally wanted to contact my brother after I finish talking."

Kimura Hayata thought for a moment: "I'll contact Mr. Kishida."

"Okay." Kimura Xinxi had no objection. Her brother knew the editor and teacher of the publishing house, so it was easier to contact him.

I was still having a headache about how to talk to Kishida Ryoichi, whom I hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Where's grandma? How about after we leave?" Kimura Hayabusa asked with concern after his sister's matter was settled.

"It's very good. It's just that your home has been a little deserted since you returned to Tokyo, and Dalang Erlang and the others have lost their energy."

"They didn't have much energy in the first place."

"That's true, hehe."

"........."

Finally, after casually chatting with Kimura Shinki for a few words, Kimura Hayata hung up the phone.

Tomorrow Kimura Shinki will come to Tokyo and go to Yuyin Club to sign a contract.

The itinerary seems to be.

I suddenly became nervous.

Kimura Hayata looked at the documents on the computer and opened the address book on his mobile phone.

After thinking for a while, he walked to the window with his cell phone and made a call.

"Moxi Moxi, is this Nobuci?"

"..."

"Um, are you free tomorrow...my sister plans to come to Tokyo tomorrow..."

"..."

"If possible, I would just like to take Mari's trophy and certificate back together...Eh? Have you been looking forward to it for a long time?"

"..."

"Thank you, I'll just worry about Nobuji this time."

"..."

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Go home in the afternoon.

Asuka saw the paper ball that Kimura Hayata packed up in panic, which aroused the girl's curiosity.

"What was Hayata-chan doing just now?" Asuka stepped on the floor and walked to Kimura Hayata.

He stood on his toes slightly and tilted his head, trying to see clearly what he was hiding behind him in a hurry.

"What is it? What is it?"

"Nothing, just some... drafts of new scripts." Kimura Hayata said vaguely.

"New script?"

The girl blinked her lovely eyes and noticed the charcoal pencils and eraser scraps scattered on the table.

"Is Hayata-chan drawing?"

"...Maybe so." Kimura Hayata was a little silent.

"Charcoal sketch?"

"what?"

"Isn't there charcoal on the table? What do you want Hayata-chan to draw with the charcoal?" Asuka asked curiously.

Looking at the girl's clear eyes, Kimura Hayata hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he took the ball of paper in front of him.

"I originally wanted to try drawing some paintings in the script, simple sketches or something..."

Ming Rixun took the paper ball from the young man and gently unfolded it again with his little hands.

The next moment, the girl's eyes widened, and a smile appeared uncontrollably on her delicate little face.

"What is this drawing?"

She looked very hard at the "doodles" on the drawing paper in her hand, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't distinguish what was on the drawing paper.

Two black stick figures, and a... tadpole drawn on top?
  There seems to be a thick black line between the two dark stick figures that separates the drawing paper and connects it to the "tadpole" divided above.

There are many large and small black haloes under the feet of the two stick figures. At a glance, there is only a dark patch of black in the entire painting.

What does it mean?
  "Is Hayata-chan drawing two people and a tadpole?" The girl pursed her pink lips as hard as she could and looked at the young man in front of her.

"It's not a tadpole, it's a comet. A comet falling from the sky." Kimura Hayata felt it was necessary to emphasize it.

"Oh~ Actually, if you don't look carefully... Hayata-chan's painting looks quite similar."

As he spoke, Asuka couldn't help but laugh softly.

"I originally wanted to change it, but the eraser got darker and darker as I rubbed it, and it seemed like it couldn't be erased. My hands were all black..." Kimura Hayata said awkwardly, "The most I can do is draw like this..."

For some reason, the young man in front of him felt a sense of clumsy joy.

Asuka looked at her boyfriend's hand. There were dark marks on the fingertips and the edge of the palm.

"How was the shoot?"

Perhaps he was a little embarrassed by the girl, so Kimura Shota tried to change the topic.

"It went very well, just some small shots." Asuka looked away and put down the graffiti in his hand, "Shunta-chan, what do you want to draw?"

Two small, neat hands rolled up their sleeves, revealing a pair of slender, lotus-white arms.

In Kimura Hayata's stunned gaze, the girl moved a stool and placed it next to him, and then took out other paintbrushes.

"Xun, this is..."

"Drawing. So what do Hayabusa-chan want to draw? I'll draw it for you."

A pair of cute dimples floated on Asuka's fair and pretty cheeks.

A few strands of fine hair hung down on her snow-white neck. The girl looked at him seriously with her long eyelashes shining softly.

Kimura Hayabusa tried too hard to regain his consciousness, and his fingers stained with black pen shavings silently pointed to the computer on the table, which had a text description of this scene.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it might be better to have a rough sketch, but he didn't expect that the sketch turned into child-like doodles...

Maybe it might as well be
  "I'll try." (End of chapter)