Chapter 33: The Criminals

"If there is nothing that needs to be revised, I will submit it directly to the audit department. Iori Murakami turned off the TV with the remote control, turned his head to look at the two companions of the creative team, and asked with a serious face.

Chihara Rin shook his head, saying that he had no opinion, and this was not mainly to ask him, under the production bureau system, the editing right is in the hands of the producer, and the director can grab it depending on the qualifications, and the screenwriter basically has no say in this regard.

This is mainly to ask Fujii Arima, the director, and Fujii Arima was already involved in the editing, so naturally he couldn't have too many opinions, so he said directly: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Murakami, just send it for review!"

Iori Murakami nodded, took out the videotape, locked it in a small box, and carried it in his hand, but instead of rushing to leave, he sat down at the table and asked with some hesitation, "What do you think of the ratings...... Will it be popular?"

Arima Fujii and Rin Chihara didn't say anything, and Iori Murakami didn't ask again, and the room was silent for a while, like a cemetery.

From a professional point of view, this film is still of high quality, far exceeding the level of ordinary night dramas, but the problem is that the audience is not professional, and the tastes are strange, and no one dares to guarantee whether they can like it or not.

Even Rin Chihara, a traveler, can't, the film is very well shot, the soundtrack and editing are also good, and the theme song is so-so and okay (mainly because he doesn't have the money to hire a good singer), as far as his feeling is concerned, it's stronger than the original, but will the ratings be good, the ghost knows how the audience will react if the change is so big.

Is it to watch with relish or to scoff at it?

It's hard to say, it's hard to say!

After a long time, Fujii Arima took out a cigarette and handed one to Chihara Rinto, hesitated for a moment and didn't know whether to give it to Murakami Iori, but Murakami Iori took the initiative to reach out and take it, and took the lighter, a little clumsily lit the fire, first lit it for Fujii Arima, and then wanted to give Chihara Rin to it, but Chihara Rin shook his head and refused - he just wanted to smell the smell of tobacco, so as not to be able to stand the second-hand smoke.

Iori Murakami didn't force him, he ordered it himself, and coughed immediately after taking a sip.

The more confident you are in your work, the more you haven't put in the effort, and the more effort you put in, the more worried you will be that these efforts will be wasted, and your mood will be tangled and painful, and it will be difficult to express it in words.

They have done everything they can and done their best, and the more the moment before the results come out, the more pressure will be, and the more depressed their hearts will be - Iori Murakami is wearing heavy makeup to hide dark circles under her eyes, but the effect is not very good, her face is obviously a little puffy, her eye sockets seem to be sunken, and the shadow is thick, and Fujii Arima failed to quit smoking and started smoking again.

At present, the only one who is normal in their iron triangle is the wild newcomer Chihara Rinto, but if he doesn't have "historical achievements" as psychological comfort, he may not be so normal.

It's a lot of pressure!

Cigarettes, Iori Murakami took a puff and looked at it, but Fujii Arima finished three or five mouthfuls, pressed the cigarette butt to death in the ashtray, sighed and asked, "Can Taili give me some more support?"

Their new film needed to be promoted, but the broadcasting department gave a 30-second trailer for the new film at the end of the original late-night drama "Horror Ward", and then it was gone.

Iori Murakami shook his head with a gloomy expression: "I applied, and I also asked for help in the same period to say good things, but it is said that it can't be arranged, and there is no extra publicity time for us in the new winter season." ”

"Can't you give another 15-second ad?"

"No more. ”

"Then can you temporarily adjust the time slot when it premieres, and let the ten o'clock file give us a lead?"

"I asked, no. ”

Fujii Arima is mentally prepared, but the cold reality still makes him feel uncomfortable - the late-night drama is really raised by his stepmother, what do you want!

The atmosphere in the room is heavier, obviously the shooting is good, but I just don't know the bottom of my heart.

Iori Murakami also pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, barely cheered up, and said with a smile: "It will premiere tomorrow night, do you want to watch it together? If so, I'll go buy a few cans of beer in advance." ”

"I'm not going to do it, I'm going to write a script. "Chihara Rin first refused, whether you look at it or not, you can't change anything, it's better to carry it out according to the original plan, go home and continue to work - even if you think about the plan after the pounce, it's better than that.

Fujii Arima also shook his head and said, "I won't watch it anymore, there will be filming the next day, I have to go to bed early." ”

Iori Murakami sighed: "Okay, then wait for the ratings to come out." ”

"That's all there is to it. ”

"Don't be under too much pressure, you have to do a good job tomorrow, even if the ratings of the season are not good, don't worry about anything, we will fight for one day. ”

Fujii Arima nodded, and Rin Chihara was powerless to complain - don't comfort us, you seem to be under the most pressure, your face is swollen, hurry home and sleep well, otherwise you may become a pig's head tomorrow.

He sighed and said, "Miss Murakami, don't be too stressed, everyone is looking at you!"

"I understand!" Iori Murakami nodded heavily.

The three of them pounced on the person in charge of carrying the blame, secretly locked in the house and comforted each other for a while, which can be regarded as helping each other to decompress, but it is not good to reduce pressure or not, the friendship has improved a lot, and they are a little kind to each other.

In a sense, this can be regarded as a shared suffering.

After finishing the business and comforting each other, Fujii Arima stood up first, stretched, and smiled helplessly: "Go home, otherwise you will be fine, my wife will be verbose again!"

With that, he took the lead and walked out. It's really time to go.,Today's shooting didn't go well.,I've been in the studio until more than eight o'clock in the evening.,When I was leaving, I was dragged over by Murakami Iori to watch the film.,It took almost two hours.,If you don't go, there's no tram.。

Rin Chihara and Iori Murakami followed him downstairs without saying a word, and Iori Murakami went to the main building with the box, and directly submitted the film for review and broadcast - the audit and supervision department is a 24-hour shift system, and there are people at any time.

Rin Chihara was separated from Arima Fujii at the gate, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly heard someone calling him, and he looked at it and found that it was Kenichiro Maekawa, a security guard.

Kenichiro Maekawa shouted with a smile in the distance: "Chihara-san, I heard that your show is going to be broadcast, I wish you a great sale in advance." ”

Their group of security guards thinks that Chihara Rin is a bit legendary, dangling outside the gate, and inexplicably dangling into the crew, and becoming the main screenwriter, has been idle and chatting nonsense recently, and often talks about him, and thinks this kid is a bit evil.

Rin Chihara had a pretty good impression of this group of security guards, if it weren't for the information they provided, he wouldn't have been able to fool such a good producer as Murakami Iori, even if he wasn't in a good mood, he didn't want to snub them, so he walked over directly, leaned on the window and smiled: "If it can really be a big seller, I'll invite you to drink again." ”

"Then it's decided!"

"It's going to be a big deal, come on!"

"Tomorrow night's late-night show, right? We'll watch it!" the security guards also laughed and called out to him.

"Thank you, thank you!" Chihara Rin smiled and thanked him again and again, but whether these people watched it or not had basically no impact on the ratings, that was a large-scale automatic census, and three or five TVs couldn't control the overall situation, but this was a goodwill after all, and it couldn't be ignored.

After chatting for a while, he continued to walk home, hitched a ride and got off the bus, and then stepped onto the shopping street of the town.

He walked more and more slowly, constantly looking up at the sky, but unfortunately he could only see the crescent moon and Jupiter, which was quite heavily polluted in Tokyo, otherwise he should still be able to see Aries.

Finally, he stopped not far from the cooking house, which had not yet closed, and the warm light was faintly shining.

He kind of wanted to go in and have a look, he was lonely in this foreign country, he hadn't made any friends in life, and now he was in a state of high pressure, and he wanted to talk to someone.

Or rather, he wants to meet his "girlfriend".

It's a pity that it's not, and it doesn't make sense to use a stranger as a substitute.

He stopped there for a while, then went straight back to his apartment, still completing his career plan.

............

The approach of the premiere not only has a huge impact on the people in the creative team, but also has a certain impact on the people in the ordinary working group, which is related to whether they work short-term or long-term in this crew - the ratings are not good, the show is cut in half, they have to find another crew, otherwise they have to go back to receive the half-dead salary.

And there is also a question of qualifications, whether you have been a makeup artist for two years in a national hit drama or two years in a show that no one watches, this is written on the resume, but it is very different, which seriously affects your future income.

Things are concerned about personal interests, people's hearts are fluctuating, there are a lot of small mistakes that should not be made in the daytime shooting, which greatly slows down the filming progress, Fujii Arima jumps like thunder, the atmosphere is very stiff, and finally Murakami Iori has to rush to the studio in person to press the formation - she really became a little pig's head, her face was swollen again, she painted like a white-faced ghost and couldn't cover the dark circles under her eyes, and the bloodshot eyes made it impossible to lose sleep all night.

Chihara Rin didn't want to stay here and make trouble, so he went back to the headquarters and continued to write, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, his eldest disciple Michiko came, also with a heavy expression.

They have been together for more than a week, although the communication is not deep, but they are already familiar with each other, Chihara Rin asked directly, "What's wrong with you?"

Michiko sat down at her desk and said as she pulled out the comics, "It's going to premiere tonight." ”

"Are you under pressure?" Chihara Rin felt a warm feeling in his heart, feeling that this disciple was okay, he finally had a little conscience, and he could know to worry about the master.

Maybe it's time to buy her another burger?

"Yes. Michiko's delicate little face was full of melancholy: "What will I do in the future if it is a big hit......?"

The master is worried that the ratings are not good, she can't dig the first pot of gold, and she can't even swallow instant noodles, but the apprentice is here worried that the ratings are too good, which will cause her to act in more dramas......

O scoundrel!

It's been more than ten days since this relaxation, do you have to start thinking about expelling this scoundrel out of the house?

There he was busy with his work, and soon the time for the wicked to relax was up, and he reluctantly left, and went home to eat her leaves, while the hands of the clock drew little closer to the number 12......