I interpret life in Tokyo

The man nodded noncommittally. It felt like Party A had cast a wide net in the past. The small parts they designed needed to compete with other companies' small parts. Although helpless, it was very realistic.

What Party A needs is flawless results. In the past, he didn't feel it when he was in the company. He just sighed when he failed to compete with other companies. This month's commission is a little less.

The result of the audition is different, it is naked in front of you, even if you don't want to, you have to accept the result.

Because of reality, so cruel.

"Have you had lunch? If you haven't eaten, I'd like to order something." The boy asked while supporting the counter.

Mai Sakurajima's eyes lit up, "Ah, I actually heard the words of invitation from Senior Sakakibara, did the sun come out from the west today?"

The boy rolled his eyes angrily. He doesn't have any other expenses now. Most of the money is spent on eating and drinking, and his eating out has been shortened from once a month to twice a week.

There is Uehara Yo, a native Tokyo colleague, who ate a lot of food in the alley last week.

The restaurant outside the wine is full of feasting lights, and the diners are crowded with each other, but they often ignore the warm lonely lights in the alley.

In a fast-paced city like Tokyo, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

The boy thought that his thoughts were still cynical and youthful, shook his head slightly, poured out half a bottle of water, wrote down Mai Sakurajima's order on a piece of paper, and placed it sideways on the kitchen counter.

The recent life does have a bit of a slow pace. This is the life the boy yearns for, with work, study, and hanging out with friends. It has the inner flavor of the past college days.

"Well... there are a lot of audition opportunities for TV dramas in spring." Mai Sakurajima took out her mobile phone, and her agent just sent her a timetable, allowing her to freely choose the audition project and work time.

For actors at the level of Mai Sakurajima, it is not the script that selects the actors, but the actors that select the script.

"What kind of dramas are they?"

"Youth school drama."

"There are no action dramas or war dramas that interest me." The boy Xiao Suo sighed.

"...But, I heard Iida-san complain that you want to make a harem drama, Mr. Sakakibara?" The beautiful girl rolled her eyes, and a murderous look flashed in her indigo eyes. At this moment, she couldn't hide her waistline. That sharp flash, only waiting for the sinner to explain, is when the beautiful girl cut off his dog's head.

Hearing this, Sakakibara Kaede couldn't help frowning, walked a few steps behind the counter, rested his chin in thought for a moment, his eyebrows drooped with worry, his sea-blue eyes were full of hesitation, and the slightly heavy footsteps revealed his anger at being wronged Dare not to speak, after a while, he raised his head with deep surprise, "Iida-san...you actually say that about me?"

He looked innocent and persecuted, like an innocent boy who was about to kneel down and shout for injustice the next moment.

That's right, why would a pure white boy like him want to make a harem drama?

"Really?" The girl's eyes were full of suspicion.

The boy and her stared at each other for a while, and finally sighed, "I have told Iida-san about this before."

He doesn't want to lie to his friends.

"People always daydream, dreaming that if one day they have money, they can spend it freely, or dream that if one day they become handsome, they will confess their love to the girl they like." The boy turned around while talking, and came from the back kitchen. The salad and pasta ordered by the girl were gently placed in front of the girl.

"Daydreams are hallucinations created in the brain, usually joy, hope or ambition." The boy patiently explained, "I used to fantasize about being popular in high school and being popular in the group now. But I failed, or rather, I simply did not have the courage and confidence to try like that.”

"The harem is just a phenomenon, um... Imagine, Sakurajima-senpai, if you traveled to a different world of swords and magic, and possessed the power to destroy the world, what would you do?"

Sakurajima Mai picked up a piece of purple cabbage with a fork, dipped some salad dressing into her mouth, and chewed while thinking, "Well... If you travel to another world, you must first defeat the devil."

The popular routine, after going to another world, the kingdom that summons the brave is deeply troubled by the devil, and asks the brave to defeat the devil.

In the light novels, the methods that are never tired of, can’t change the setting of the devil, and then think of ways to add tricks or difficulties to the protagonist.

"And then... Sure enough, I still managed to go home."

The sun shone softly on her side face, and her black crystal-like hair was glowing with a silvery white halo. Mai Sakurajima held the coffee cup with both hands, and a strand of hair hung down from her shoulders, playfully resting on her cheek.

"After all, I still quite like the life I have now."

The boy was silent for a moment, and wiped the coffee cup sideways.

"Then... what if you can't go back to the past world?"

Mai Sakurajima pointed her finger at her chin, this question seemed to stump her.

The boy was not in a hurry to urge him, he gently wiped the smooth cup, holding the cup up to the sun from time to time to check the transparency of the cup.

"If I have to stay in that different world and can't go back... I want to travel to every corner of the world, see every beautiful place in the world, and eat every bowl of delicious food in the world, so that I can't go back. This life is in vain!" Mai Sakurajima raised three fingers and said with a smile.

The boy was in the shadow behind the bar, looking at the girl under the sun, his eyes were calm and warm.

"Well, I thought so too," he said.

Chapter 3 Golden armor everywhere

Miyamoto Kendo Training Center, early spring, sunny day.

The boy was wearing protective gear, his blue eyes narrowed inside the protective gear, observing his "opponent".

Holding the bamboo knife in both hands, he felt the numbness and pain in his arms and controlled his breathing rhythm.

Once discouraged or panting, the even rhythm of breathing is disrupted, which will make him more tired.Breathing needs to be slow and deep, inhale through the nose and exhale through the mouth, which can improve exercise efficiency over time.

Before the coaches in the gym guide the movements, they usually come to a set of healthy exercise breathing methods.

It's the same in the Kendo gym.

Fighting in kendo is not boxing, where you punch each other, there is back and forth, and it is not a swordsmanship competition in martial arts novels, where you can easily win with a set of jade swordsmanship.

In normal kendo, the attack is as fast as a thunderstorm, and it can also be as lingering as a spring breeze and night rain. In several rounds of fighting, one party successfully swings a bamboo knife to hit the other party's vitals. Only after the strength and strike position can we know whether this attack is an effective strike.

"!"

The boy swung down the bamboo knife and slashed at the doll's face vigorously.

After the crisp knocking sound, the boy didn't stop his movements, he retracted his arm and paused for a moment, then immediately chopped off his head again.

"what!"

The boy, like most of the trainees in the kendo hall, exerted force on his abdomen when he slashed, spit out the gas from his mouth, and let out a clear and loud drink.

"Snapped!"

A heavy scar was left on the puppet's face, and the crisp sound of the blow made the kendo master who was in charge of teaching the new students look sideways and nod slightly.

Sweat gradually trickled down his cheeks, and the sweltering heat inside the protective gear made the boy's breathing a little short.

The cherry blossoms in the early spring outside the window fluttered down and landed on the corridor of the kendo hall. Before they had rested for a long time, they were swept up again by the turbulent sword energy in the kendo hall, blown along the wooden floor and fell into the pond.

The boy slashed his hand with a sword, measured the movement of the slash, savored the feeling, and memorized it firmly.

As long as he memorizes the feeling of his muscles, he can perfectly restore every slash - although this means that he will not be able to break through himself in the future, and come to a cultivation of immortals that only exists in novels to break his shackles, but at present he has mastered Yes, it is a swing with the same movement as the coach.

Simply keeping fit, or wielding prop knives in TV dramas and movies is enough.

"call!"

The boy exhaled a foul breath, put the wooden sword horizontally in front of him, and sat cross-legged on the ground, like an old monk.

After the beating heart slowly calmed down, Sakakibara Kaede stood up, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip. He didn't drink too much, but waited for the moist feeling to slowly slide down his throat.

After a long time with nectar.

The phone rang at this moment, and the boy quickly glanced at the other kendo trainees who were leaving with their bags on their backs, and answered the phone.

"Brother Sakakibara, don't forget about the audition this afternoon." Iida Gui said in a worried urging, as if he was afraid that the boy would not be able to sleep at home and forget about the audition.

"Iida-san, who do you think I am." The boy stood up, slowly twisting his waist, "I've asked you for this from many sources. In Edo era TV dramas, even if I get a part in a group performance, I'll earn money."

"Good! I'm so glad you have such a heart."

Iida Gui originally thought that after the boy had experienced his family's TV series and became a leading role once, he would no longer look down on other positions other than the leading role-such as extras.

Looking at it now, could it be that he underestimated Lu Bu Lu Fengxian back then?

Maybe so.

At the beginning, because Dong Zhuo was suspicious of his subordinates, Wang Yun and Wang Situ used a series of tricks, which led to his ruin and his body was lit with sky lanterns.

If he had trusted Li Ru, his adviser, at that time, maybe all the results would have been different.

Dong Zhuo, the warlord who originally owned the Liangzhou Army, became more civilized after entering the court, and his vigor was gradually worn down by the party members who pretended to bow their heads to the ground. By then, it would be his death day.

He is not a party member, or in other words, even if he wanted to be a party member, those ministers would not be willing to accept a vulgar Liangzhou warlord.

The biggest beneficiary is still the Yuan family, Yuan Shao.

Iidagui sounded the alarm by himself, don't kill Wang Yun halfway, and use a set of chains to fascinate Lu Bu under him, and his tone suddenly became softer, "I heard your background sound is a little noisy, where are you?" ?”

"Strengthen your body." Kaede Sakakibara got up from the ground, clamped the mobile phone next to his shoulders and ears, and stuffed the bamboo knife into the cloth bag, "After filming the daily running scenes of our high school students, I found that my physical strength was too strong. It’s bad, no, if you come out to do sports, it won’t be a problem to shoot action dramas in the future.”

"It turns out that you are really weak in physical strength, didn't you come from the show?" Iida Gui was slightly surprised.

The boy frowned, "Of course I performed it. I go out to exercise every morning and run for a long time. In school, I met the best martial arts teacher. You don't know how difficult it is to pretend that you can't run." .”

"...Okay, I understand, I will find resources for you. To be honest, there are no new TV dramas and movies in the recent schedule, and the market is not turbulent. It makes a complacent agent like me feel drowsy ah."

"Come on, aren't there historical dramas from the Edo period?" Kaede Sakakibara asked puzzledly, "This is a Taiga drama, Iida-san, do you...do you understand the gold content of Taiga dramas in TV dramas?"

Iida Gui snorted, "What does this have to do with you as a group performer? Most of the auditions I'm looking for you now are starring roles. If you didn't want to try other types of dramas, I would never arrange this for you." A group performance position in a historical drama.”

"OK."

After finishing speaking, the boy put the phone aside, took his own towel from the dressing room, and entered the bathroom in three steps in two, washing his sweaty body.

The hot water lay down along the slightly pale skin, and the effect of the boy's exercise since October last year finally appeared on his body-his body looked firmer, with more flesh than before, no longer what A skinny type that will float away when the wind blows.

"When I become a sword god in Shilipo and wear golden armor all over the city, I will definitely return to Chiba Sobugao." The boy put his hands on the wall and let the water sprayed by the shower head fall from his hair. Stay, "When I have mastered the eighth-dan Douzhiqi Kendo, that's when I return to Zongwu Gao for the three-year appointment."

The soliloquy of the middle school student successfully amused him, the boy dried himself off, changed into casual clothes, and left the modern kendo gym with a bamboo knife on his back.

After returning home, after putting the bamboo knife and a change of clothes in the room, the boy went out again with a mobile phone in his hand for navigation.

He needs to change two subways and take a bus to reach the filming location of the Dahe drama, which is similar to a film and television base, where there are streets, houses, and interiors of different styles that imitate different eras.

The film and television base is usually open to the outside world, and all the people can come to visit, and some people will wear period clothes and walk in the antique streets and alleys to experience a different kind of atmosphere.

After checking the time on his watch, the boy walked onto the platform. He felt refreshed after exercising, and his eyes became sharper.

Even on a rest day, there is still an endless stream of people on the subway. Maybe this is the charm of the metropolis. People walk in a hurry, trampling their chaotic thoughts under their feet and burying them in the soil.

While riding in the car, the boy glanced at Twitter.

6 million fans.

Some time ago, there were only [-] followers, and the recent increase has been really fast. Since the running scene, his Twitter seems to have become a holy place for punching and reposting——actors under the agency must repost the filming of the family on Twitter every week TV commercials, the boy naturally did the same.

Seeing the encouragement in the comments is really refreshing.

The boy thought so, just like the author saw that the review section of the book he wrote was full of positive comments. This is a kind of affirmation and warm emotion, which makes the author realize that he is not alone in this cold world He is not alone in his passionate creation, he is accompanied by a group of like-minded readers.

I glanced at the time of the last retweet, and it was still a new commercial shot by Sakurajima Mai. It has been a month since there was no update. Iida-san didn't urge me to be a little surprised.

The photo with the most likes is after the shooting of the last scene. The six leading actors stood in front of the most conspicuous front, holding bouquets in their hands, and gestured victory to the camera with the actors standing behind.

The boy glanced at the faint smile on his face in the photo, it was a smile from the heart.

It seems that when he was an actor, the mask similar to Nishida Orange could not be retained, and what was revealed was the original him.

It is a rare experience for the boy to act as a group performer in a Dahe drama - Iida Kei also said that the boy's heart is to play roles other than youth dramas, not only to experience the customs of different crews, but also to experience little people in different eras shadow.

Just like the passerby he played today, he is an insignificant little person.

But what will happen when he puts on the coir raincoat of the Edo period and sandals on his feet, and goes back to that era and becomes a different person?

This feeling is no less than reading a light novel that travels to another world. People are still on the way to another world, and the world view and harem are already yy.

The film and television base is outside Tokyo, which is understandable. In Tokyo, where every inch of land is expensive, if you want to build a large-scale film and television base, which includes streets, buildings and decorations from the past era, the cost will be huge.

Following the road signs, the boy soon saw a long queue.

Men and women of all ages.

He heard that the theme of this shooting is that the protagonist and the villain are fighting in the street. During the melee, they stepped on fruits, smashed wooden doors, and possibly killed several civilians.

The boy walked up to the queue quickly, he heard that extra money could be added for performing corpses.

I hope that my face is deep enough to make the supervisor think that killing a handsome passerby is a good plot.

"Senior Sakakibara!"

Sakakihara Kaede saw the newcomer actor Nakano Kazuka who hadn't seen each other since the shooting of the graduation advertisement was over, next to her. . .It was Madoka Higuchi who was a little sullen after seeing him.

"Coincidentally, you are here too." The boy stepped forward and greeted the two girls.

Nakano Kazuka said very honestly: "I haven't passed the audition since the graduation commercial. It is really too difficult for me to lead the role, so I want to start from group acting and learn from the beginning. My agent said the same. .”

Kaede Sakakihara praised: "Learn acting skills from group acting, very mature idea, junior Nakano."