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

Chapter 20 I’ll pick you up (please recommend votes, monthly votes)
At first, a few people were reading the script and there were some whispers.

As the pages of the script were turned, the whispers gradually disappeared.

Only the "rustling" sound of the script being turned was left.

Even Koichi Koichi, who initially persuaded Kimura Hayata to try a suspense drama, was looking at the script intently.

It looks like it should be pretty good.

Kimura Hayata leaned against the back of his seat, his eyes empty.

It's not that Neon in this world doesn't accept pure love, it's just that there aren't as many excellent works as in the previous life.

Everyone has their own love fantasies in their hearts, but they lack a bait to lure out the best things in their hearts.

I don't know how long it has been.

Koichi Koichi closed the last page of the script and raised his head with difficulty.

He stared blankly at Kimura Hayata without speaking.

Various complex emotions were intertwined in his head, and it was as if something was missing in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

In fact, the script is far less interesting to read than a normal book.

But at the same time, it also allows Koichi Koichi to watch the entire plot more intuitively.

Is this pure love?It seems like it is.

But this was the first time he saw such pure love.

Maori Hino, who will forget the memories of the previous day after sleeping, and Toru Kamiya, who suffers from congenital heart disease.

Obviously the person who seems to be the least able to get love, but pushes the love in his heart to a turbulent.

Koike Koichi subconsciously imagined every scene in the script.

The more I imagine it, the heavier and empty my heart becomes.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, a whimper came from the corner of the long table.

Looking over, Yoshida Ikumi was covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes red.

Kimura Hayata looked at Katian Ikumi, who was trying to suppress his emotions, and then looked around at the other four who looked silent.

Sure enough, the sweet smile she had just now made her feel so disappointed.

"How do you feel?" Kimura Hayata asked.

His eyes fell on Koichi Koichi.

Xiaochi Hao opened his mouth, his throat was a little sore, and he returned to normal after swallowing forcefully.

"Hino Maori's amnesia is a great setting and very novel. In the end, Kamiya Toru's sudden death... I didn't expect it. Although it was very sad, it did make the script more exciting."

Kimura Hayata did not speak. He also wanted to hear the opinions of several other people.

For them as a photography team, deep feelings will create a strong sense of pictures in their minds.

When shooting, you may be able to capture better shots and images.

"Mr. Kimura, so the ending is BE?"

"Ah."

"Senior, isn't the rhythm of the plot too tight... Ah, of course it doesn't mean that it's bad, it's just that these scenes make the plot move forward quickly..."

"This is just a deleted 10-minute version. The complete script will be shown to you when I have time."

"..."

Hayata Kimura answered the questions of the five members of the photography team, from the beginning of the plot to the research of each shot.

The members of the photography department are more professional after all.

In some shots marked in the script, they gave their views and opinions.

Kimura Hayata marked all of these in the blank space of the script.

In general.

Everyone's attitude towards "Tonight, World からこの恋が消えても" has obviously changed.

It's a pretty good head.

Finally, taking advantage of this momentum, the five members of the photography team even clarified the specific division of labor for each person, and even started a group chat on Line.

"Since everything is said and done, let's do it for today." Hayata Kimura stood up and looked at the crew with a smile, "I will contact you on Line for the official shooting time and other details."

Several members of the photography team got up one after another, bowed to bid farewell to Hayata Kimura, and left the activity room of the photography department.

Only Koichi Koichi and Kimura Hayata were left in the room.

Kimura Hayata lowered his head and packed up the scripts on the table.

"My sister said that she hopes that Mr. Kimura can participate in the T Station Film Festival competition... What is Mr. Kimura's plan?" Koichi Koichi approached and asked.

Kimura Hayata zipped up his backpack and put it on his shoulders.

"If I could, of course I would."

"Really." Xiaochi Hao showed a "really so" expression on his face.

"Speaking of which, you actually hired a group of Asuka fans to shoot..."

"Ah, Goanasai."

"Forget it, at least you did find everyone."

Kimura Hayata waved his hand, not intending to say anything more, and walked out of the house with his backpack on his back.

"Senior Kimura, see you later."

"See you."

………………

Back to the rental house, Asuka is not at home.

Kimura Hayata lay down on the sofa and took out his phone to check the news.

Tomorrow Xun sent him a few messages an hour ago.

Tomorrow Kaoru [Hayato-chan, I'm going out. 】

Asuka [went to meet a friend, a female artist friend who was very close to her when she debuted. 】

Tomorrow smoked [I made a bento and put it in the refrigerator, and you can take it out if you want to eat it at night with Hayata sauce. 】

Looking at the message on the screen, Kimura Junta couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Fingers tap the screen quickly.

Kimura Hayata [Received. 】

Hayato Kimura【Salute to the cat.JPG】

Put down your mobile phone and see the golden light beams scattered at dusk outside the window.

The cool wind slowly blew into the house.

Although it is winter, it is surprisingly not too cool.

Maybe the temperature inside the room is too high.

Kimura Hayato couldn't help but yawned, and went out for a day for the crew.

You also have to discuss details with five people at the same time.

It feels like all the energy in the person is being drained.

Taking a long breath, Kimura Hayato turned over and lay down on the sofa.

The eyelids began to become heavy, the silence in the room enveloped the ears, and a strong sleepiness came.

………………

When Kimura Hayata opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark.

The rental house was plunged into darkness, with only the last ray of light from the sun on the sky outside the window to provide light.

Kimura Hayata climbed up from the sofa. His body was a little soft from sleep, but his brain was particularly awake.

Since I started working part-time, it seems that I haven't slept for such a long time in the evening for a long time.

He stared blankly at the room being swallowed up bit by bit by darkness.

suddenly.

He remembered that Tomorrow Kaoru hadn't come back yet.

Kimura Hayata picked up the mobile phone placed on the coffee table and turned on the screen.

Tomorrow Xun did not send him a message.

Kimura Hayata [When will Kaoru come back? 】

Dengdeng.

Almost back in seconds.

Tomorrow Xun [Just finished, ready to go home. 】

Hayata Kimura [I'll pick you up. 】

Ming Rixun [This is not far from the rental house. I'll walk back by myself. 】

Hayata Kimura [Address. 】

Then Tomorrow Xun sent a string of addresses.

Hayato Kimura [Okay, wait for me there. 】

Tomorrow smoked [hmm. 】

Kimura Hayata stood up, put on his coat, left the rental house and walked into the night.

Always felt……

I feel a little uncomfortable having no one to have dinner with...

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