I interpret life in Tokyo

"'You', don't understand anything! I obviously, obviously hate being me! Absolutely hate it!"

"I will never be the person you dreamed of, Hong-chan!"

The girl suppressed the last words in her heart, tears dripped down, she quickly got up and left the table, after wiping away the tears in front of the door, only the sound of the door closing was left.

Sakakibara Kaede half stood up, he watched the direction in which the girl was leaving, clenched his right fist, propped it on the table, and silently gritted his teeth.

As the get out of class bell rang, the boy took a deep breath, turned his attention back to his homework, and waved his pen again.

He needs to talk to the girl, but not now.

If the mask is worn for too long, it grows on the face.If you want to peel it off, it will hurt your muscles and bones.

The boy raised his head, the numbers and geometry that made him obsessed were completely unable to attract his realization at this time. . .There was a panic in his heart for no reason.

The boy clutched his chest, he didn't know what this sour feeling of distress was.

Chapter 42 The gold content of action acting

"It still doesn't feel emotional enough."

"Hiss... But I don't think there is anything wrong with Sakurajima-senpai's performance. Whether it's tears or crying, it's an emotional acting shock to me."

The tight shooting paused for a while, and Sakurajima-san returned to the classroom after hearing Aoyama Hiroshi's instructions. She frowned slightly, and there was no guilty conscience in her brows, but she thought that her performance was not good.

"My mask was completely pierced by you. This is the appearance that Nishida Orange has pursued and recognized for many years. She wants to help others more, and sometimes she will not give up even if she is tired. Because that's the only way she'll be popular."

Mai Sakurajima is comparing movements. At this time, she is trying hard to replace Nishida Orange again after the scene, to feel the inner world of the character, and analyze while gesturing.

"Suddenly being told by my closest childhood sweetheart that the other party doesn't like my appearance, is it too childish to argue hoarsely and cry?"

Mai Sakurajima looked at Kaede Sakakibara, her indigo blue eyes widened, as if waiting for a feedback from the latter.

"If my way of life has been denied, no matter who I am, I may be lost for several days, and I will not eat well." Kaede Sakakibara nodded in agreement.

It is good to help others, but helping them lose their original rest time, or helping others at any cost, will make people feel that this person is too contemptuous.

Nishida Orange in the TV series already has this trend.

"That's right, look, you think so too. Sure enough, my performance just now is still not good enough."

Mai Sakurajima held her chin and muttered to herself, "Hmm...how about changing my movements to stumbling and leaving the classroom, what do you think, Sakakibara?"

"No, the loss of Nishida Orange will not be revealed in action."

Before she finished speaking, Mai Sakurajima denied herself again. She looked at Kaede Sakakibara's face and frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Do you think Nishida Cheng will do anything to his childhood sweetheart when he collapses?"

Sakakihara Kaede shrank back immediately, and at the same time put on a defensive posture, crossed his hands in front of him, and unfolded the antifield, "If you have something to say, don't do it."

"Hmm... To be honest, the actions on campus only remind me of Makoto Ito, but he was killed on the rooftop because of the scumbag... How about slapping him? No, this is too badass, right? , not at all like Xitian Orange."

Hearing the girl's murmur, the man couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, at least his face was saved.

The actors in the audio-visual room heard that the two leading actors were still arguing about their understanding of the roles. They just saw their acting skills in their eyes, and Aoyama Hiroshi, who has always been demanding on actors, didn't say anything, so he couldn't help but click his tongue.

They also have this kind of love and professionalism for acting, which is the goal they have set since they entered the industry, but let me ask them, would they want to remake the plot that was called out by the director?

Mai Sakurajima's attitude towards work is evident.

Aoyama nodded slowly. He repeatedly watched the rival scene shot from different angles just now, and said, "To be honest, the rival scene just now performed well. There is no problem with facial expressions or body movements. But Sakurajima-kun, if you want to try If so, there is plenty of time today, you can try it freely before lunch, the backlight of the afternoon sun is not suitable for continuing to shoot this scene."

"Thank you Director Aoyama."

Mai Sakurajima changed her address at the workplace. She rested her chin and pondered for a while. After thinking for a while, she looked at Kaede Sakakibara, "Sakakibara-san, I think we can do some physical stretching during the rivalry."

"Limb pulling? Arm pulling? Do you want me to hold you or what pulling?"

The man stared at him, not really understanding what Mai Sakurajima meant.

"How is that possible?" the girl snorted softly, "You are an actor of Hiroshi Kitahara, so you should be included in the role as a matter of course. If you were Hiroshi Kitahara, and you saw Orange Nishida crying, how would you react?"

"I'm going to think about going to the pier for a while and ordering chips."

"Hey!" Mai Sakurajima pointed at Kaede Sakakibara dissatisfied, "Sakakibara junior, you won't be able to find a girlfriend like this."

"And your point of view is Hiroshi Kitahara, not Kaede Sakakihara." She snorted softly, "Hiro Kitahara married Nishida Cheng in the end, it may be difficult for you."

"What I pursued was never love." Kaede Sakakibara sat behind the desk with his legs crossed and smiled contemptuously, "Is love such an inconvenient thing? Rather than pursuing the love that doesn't exist, I might as well push it all over again." It's just a game from the Grapefruit Club."

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"Wow, the junior Sakakibara is actually a two-thorn monkey..."

"Kora, please apologize to Two-dimensional all over the world!"

Interrupting a few sentences, Sakakihara Kaede cleared his throat, and said with a chin rest: "If you want me to keep you, you can give it a try. This will also pave the way for Kitahara Hiroshi's next plot. Let the audience realize I realized that Hiroshi Kitahara is also changing, improving, and growing with time. He gradually came out of the winter alone, and raised his arms to embrace you like spring."

The man smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Mai Sakurajima, who nodded with a smile, and she looked in the direction of the camera, "Director Aoyama, what do you think? We want to try again."

"There is no problem with increasing physical contact and expressive techniques, but the degree of control still depends on your own acting skills... The camera crew is at its position, and shoot according to the angle and position just now." The first half of the sentence is an affirmation of Mai Sakurajima, and the latter After half a sentence, Aoyama Yang's tone changed to a more formal one, and he began to arrange for the photography team to take their positions, and set up the light barrier.

Sakakibara Kaede noticed that there were three different cameras beside him, and his eyes were slightly closed. At this time, he could detect the position of the cameras without opening them.

Like a game from God's perspective, Kaede Sakakibara memorized the direction of camera movement, and then he will play it perfectly and supernaturally.

Thanks to Oshima Hideo's individual teaching and the help of Sakurajima Mai's advertisement, the boy has now vaguely figured out where the camera is and how it will move next - without looking at the camera, the image automatically emerges in his mind. The angle of the shot.

This is a fantasy feeling, quite a refreshing feeling of holding all the information in your hands.

The boy looked at Mai Sakurajima, who had wiped away tears, but her eyes were still red. After discussing the plot with Kaede Sakakibara, she quickly left the classroom to find the makeup team to touch up her makeup.

This may not be serious, but the most basic ethics of an actor.

No. . .Maybe this is what Mai Sakurajima said, like it.

Reminiscent of Nishida Orange, men have had such similar experiences in the past, such as discovering a top student female classmate and friends saying that she watches TV every night, but in fact a batch of exams, studying until the early morning every day.

Or the handsome, cute male classmate who is secretly a Neptune.

Or the demure nun actually at night. . .Keke, far away.

People have many facets, and people always have their own secrets. In Two-dimensional, people have given this phenomenon a brand-new vocabulary, which is cute in contrast.

Xi Tiancheng is undoubtedly a girl with contrasting cuteness. She is usually dignified and gentle in the college, and treats her classmates politely, but in private she is a very casual girl with no sense of security.

Thinking about it this way, isn't it a bit too much for Kitahara Hiroshi to expose Nishida Orange's mask? After all, the two are childhood sweethearts, so it's unnecessary, right?

Nishida Orange is using his own way and using his own mask to establish a good relationship with everyone.

She's what the man said that night, knowing what's trending, practicing her voice, trying to be likable.

However, if the man put himself in Kitahara Hiroko's position, he would make the same choice.

People, there is no need to live for others.

Friends only need to have a few close friends. Show your true self and open your heart, but you can gain more intimate classmates and friends.

Nishida Orange is an awkward existence in the school. Sooner or later, she will collapse and destroy herself. Speaking out, Sakakihara Kaede still wanted to say it out.

"You obviously don't know anything, don't pretend to understand me!"

Mai Sakurajima shed tears again, she stood up with a bang, and was about to leave with a flick of her sleeves——

The young man's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he grabbed Mai Sakurajima's hand, and the one who didn't pay attention to it was too forceful, directly took Mai Sakurajima into his arms and fell to the ground with himself.

"Ow!"

The man uttered a scream, and Mai Sakurajima's elbow happened to be pressed against the ribs in front of his chest, and Kaede Sakakibara suddenly felt as if he was hit by a truck.

Mr. Truck, did you come here in this way?

The human body is amazing, right?

No matter how amazing it is, it can't match the truck that is coming to you.

When the boy breathed out more air than breathed in, and slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Mai Sakurajima hammered his shoulder angrily, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Am I that heavy? Why do you scream like a pig?"

"Eh..." The boy swallowed the words he was about to say, and he looked at Mai Sakurajima with a dangerous look. If he said that she was like a truck hitting head-on, he would have grabbed his neck with both hands.

Hiroshi Aoyama patted his thigh and laughed. The group performers who saw such a dramatic scene in the audio-visual room burst into laughter, and the photography team and lighting team outside the venue couldn't help laughing too.

"You are using too much force!" Mai Sakurajima lay on Kaede Sakakibara, supported her upper body to stand up, sat on the ground, rubbed her wrists with a red face and dissatisfied, this emotion was brewing in vain, didn't the tears flow in vain? ?Can you find a boy to accompany the money for tears?

"Ahem, this proves that my exercise is useful. It seems that I will be able to compete with Hiratsuka-sensei." The boy looked like a master in front of him, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sorry, I see you acting so seriously. , I think the action should be more realistic."

Sakakibara Kaede helped Sakurajima Mai up, looked out the window and whistled, "I'm ashamed."

"Why can't you show sincerity in your apology...Apologize to me with your acting skills, and start over again!" Mai Sakurajima pointed at the boy dissatisfied, and left the classroom to touch up her makeup again.

"...it is good"

When Mai Sakurajima returned to the classroom and started filming again, this time the man controlled his strength, he grabbed Nishida Cheng's sleeve, and the latter entangled him a few times—without entanglement, she was pulled into Kitahara Hiroshi's arms In the middle, the two looked at each other affectionately, and then their lips slowly moved closer. . .This is a typical Korean drama plot.

OHHHHHH.

However, this is a Japanese drama, the two are high school students, and our high school students' daily life is youth-oriented, so it is impossible for this kind of scene to appear.

The truth is, Mai Sakurajima snorted and shook off the man's hand. She wiped her tears, bumped a few desks, and Rika left the classroom with rain.

Looking at the crooked desk, the boy substituted in, feeling pain for Mai Sakurajima.

The solid wood desktop and iron rods are a pain in the face. . .

The boy sighed.

"CUT!"

Qingshan Yang’s satisfied voice came from the radio, “This performance is exaggerated, and the exaggeration here means that it is much better than the previous one. Take a break first, come to the audio-visual room to see the results of the shooting, and take this opportunity to rest. "

Mai Sakurajima took the towel from the crew members and used the warm wet towel to cover her sore eyes. The two came to the audio-visual room and sat on the soft sofa. Their tense bodies gradually relaxed.

The big screen in the audio-visual room is playing different clips of the two people's performances just now. The opponents have performed many different versions, and each version has its merits.

Qing Shanyang's current job is to extract the essence and discard the dross.He will write down which clips have good shots in his notebook, and he will also mark the bad shots so that the filming crew can shoot from a different angle.

"Are you okay?" The boy asked meaningfully, his eyes still looking at the screen.

Mai Sakurajima smiled quietly, and said softly, "I have experienced a similar scene before. When I hit the table and chair just now, I was actually pushing the table and chair away with my hands-the camera couldn't capture my front, it seemed that my body hit the wood. The table is an angular relationship."

"It's fine if you don't get hurt."

"Don't underestimate seniors." Mai Sakurajima put on a senior demeanor, "You still have a lot to learn, Mr. Sakakibara."

"Learn, brother, there is no end to learning." The man followed.

She was holding the towel, playing with it in her hands, watching the scene of the two pushing and shoving, thinking, "Senior Sakakibara, why don't you be more rough and forceful, and let us perform the feeling of failure just now - of course I Will break free and look better that way."

"Just a mouthful."

The man has always maintained a positive and good evaluation of Mai Sakurajima's professional attitude.

It's just that when Mai Sakurajima eagerly said that he would give you a few punches to make the picture look more realistic, the original five-star evaluation was reduced to four and a half stars.

Chapter 43 Wanna Be a Hero

The man stared blankly at the sky, with a handful of cotton stuffed in his nose.

Life is like a marathon. If all the strength is exhausted in the first ten kilometers, all the strength will be riveted and burst out at once.How to complete the rest of the road, too much force, running fast for a while, but it does not mean that you can run far - Wozki Schode.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Mai Sakurajima walked quickly to the rest area, holding an ice pack and a pack of tissues in her hands.At this time, the popular actor, like a primary school girl who made a mistake, handed the paper to the man while accepting the coming trial.

"Sakurajima-senpai...you're so energetic."

Kaede Sakakibara's urn made Mai Sakurajima blush, and apologized in a low voice, "Then what... I haven't prepared myself mentally yet. You are suddenly so rude, and your body automatically reacts."

"It's terrible. It's terrible to have such a violent childhood sweetheart."

"sorry."

There was a blood-red palm print on the boy's fair face, and half of his face was slightly numb. The faint tingling reminded him all the time that he was still alive.

Sakakibara Kaede glanced at the ice pack suspiciously. He had never used this thing when he had a nosebleed. He was not used to such delicate things that could be solved with just a few napkins and tilting his head up.

After changing a tissue, the man looked up to the sky, surprised by Mai Sakurajima's frankness, obviously bickering back and forth, but why did he surrender before fighting?

Hiroshi Aoyama held back a smile and came to Kaede Sakakibara to check the situation of the third male actor. Each shot was more violent than the last, and the last shot was too self-indulgent, and he won with a loud slap.