Tokyo, Takashima Taira.

It is said that after World War II, in order to alleviate the housing situation in Japan, large-scale high-rise buildings were built. Different from the previous single-family courtyards, this type of residential area has dense units, close neighbors, and a tight arrangement like a beehive. Similar to the domestic tube building, of course, the conditions are much better, the household appliances, kitchen, and toilet are complete, and there is also a special word to describe it: group land.

And for those battle-hardened warriors, the meaning of the word often represents two popular series: Danji Wife and Tokyo Release.

"Chu Qingsang, you have to put on your headphones and dance at will."

In the extremely small room, the executive director first talked to Yangzi, and then Yangzi conveyed it to Chu Qing. He was more confused and uneasy, because the uncle with a lewd face chattered for two minutes, and the girl translated it into one sentence.

Although he has read the script, it is only a general context, and the director's requirements for the scene are always more detailed and personalized. So he was extremely unsure of how to perform later.

"Well, did he say, what kind of psychology should I present?" Chu Qing asked.

Yoko was also very strange and said, "I just said it, just dance at will." Random! Random! ”

She emphasized those two words.

“……”

Chu Qing frowned, no longer spoken, and the two of them were not on the same page at all. He asks about the heart, she answers about the visual, he asks about the cinematic table, and she asks about the theatrical style. The cultural differences of different regions collided in the first scene.

"Do your best!" He couldn't help but sigh.

It was daytime, and the sky outside was very bright, and the staff had pasted a layer of translucent thick paper on the windows, and the tone of the room suddenly became dim and dull.

It was an empty house where no one lived, and five or six guys were huddled outside to debug, and inside was the bedroom that had taken forty minutes to set up. Table lamps, wall decorations. The TV set is a few short and the size of a tofu block, which is not at all like the environment that a home should be, and it is full of simplicity and depression.

Only on the cabinet, there is a good set of stereos and a few stacks of records, and the walls are covered with beautiful posters of Kyoko Fukada, showing the only remaining color of life in the owner's house.

Chu Qing's character seems to be in his thirties, or maybe in his forties, with an ordinary appearance. Character Muna,It's a low-level traffic policeman.。 The most common thing he does is to stand guard next to the construction site in the middle of the night, holding a red baton and waving it to warn passing vehicles to avoid it.

No family, no lovers, little income, not many friends, alone in the vast forests of Tokyo. There is no future in sight, and there is no way back.

But he likes a person who shines all over her body and can even light herself up. As long as there is time. He must have gone to attend various meetings with idols, and he always hid behind the boys and girls, not daring to say a word to her, and then was indifferently introduced by his agent:

"Oh. I remember him, his name is Naokyu, the oldest one in the FANS club. ”

……

Chu Qing was originally wearing a black turtleneck. Kitano Takeshi thought it was too stylish and didn't fit the sling posture, so he found a gray shirt that was half a size bigger, and the cover was wrinkled and collapsed.

The old man was furious, and took a pair of fat-legged pants that could raise goldfish in retaliation...... All right.

When he was ready, Takeshi Kitano reluctantly pulled a place, poked a director's chair, and leaned back comfortably.

Then there was a dozen boards: "Action! ”

"Poof!"

Chu Qing almost squirted, this kind of pronunciation that obviously can't roll her tongue and insists on curling it is really weird, and she instantly has confidence in her English level.

This scene is about Zhikui listening to an idol's song at home, jumping and jumping, very simple, no lines, about 30 seconds long.

Immediately following the sound of the board, he put on his headphones and shook his shoulders vigorously, with a happy expression and a little enjoyment.

"Click!"

In just five seconds, Takeshi Kitano shouted to stop.

Chu Qing turned his head to look at the director, but he ignored him at all, called Yangzi to his side, and gave a few words of advice.

"Sir says don't get so excited."

“OK！” He understands.

"Do it all over again!"

“Action！”

He restrained slightly, from the level of happiness to the level of relaxation and pleasure, stretched out his arms, raised, and put down.

"Click!"

This time it lasted ten seconds, and he shouted to stop again.

"Sir says you're not contagious enough." Yoko continued to stimulate.

"Uh, okay, I'll try again."

"Do it all over again!"

“Action！”

He thought about it himself, and felt that it was the sister's expression that was not clear, I exaggerated, you asked me to accept it, I accepted it, and you said that I was not infectious enough.

So he simply compromised, and added a little change, first looking tired, then slowly relaxing, gradually soothing with his body movements, and finally smiling.

"Click!"

"Sir said you, said that your feeling is still not right." The girl is also very entangled.

"Phew!"

Chu Qing was properly depressed, he was 100% sure that she hadn't conveyed some of the main points that Kitano Takeshi said.

It's not intentional, it's a matter of translation habits, Yoko doesn't understand what an actor really needs, and can only describe the general meaning of the sentence.

On the old man's side, it is estimated that he also noticed it, and the two of them invariably signaled to rest and get together to communicate.

"I'll speak, listen." The old man said directly.

He doesn't want to nag a lot, Yangzi nags a lot, the other party nags a lot, troublesome, and errors.

The two sat facing each other on the ground, the tatami mats under their buttocks smelling of old dust, Takeshi Kitano stared at him and said, "Love*desire? ”

Chu Qing shook his head and asked rhetorically, "Like it?" ”

Kitano Takeya shook his head and said, "Fantasy? ”

Chu Qing denied it and said, "Possession? ”

Takeya Kitano denied it, saying, "Confused? ”

"Sustenance?"

"Humble?"

"Self-abandonment?"

"Boring?"

……

The whole crew was at a loss, knowing that they were talking about drama, but this kind of back and forth, word pair, one-to-one PASS form made everyone stupid.

Yoko knelt between the two of them, two words on the left, two words on the right, and two words in the center, the three of them seemed to circulate into a small circle, and the wonderful breath flowed slowly in it, getting hotter and hotter, and the whole body couldn't help but tremble.

She used to work in business, but she has only been in the office for more than half a year, and she is completely to cater to the preferences of her fan-crazy boyfriend, but she is not very interested in this industry.

And at this moment, the so-called movie, the so-called director, the so-called actor, and the so-called film spirit have never been so clear and accurate.

The two communicated for a long time, but there was no answer that satisfied both parties.

Kitano Takeshi pursed his lips tightly, tilted his head to think, the stiff half of his face looked slightly terrifying, and after half a sound, he slapped his chin violently and said a word:

"Loneliness!"

"Tsk! It's loneliness! ”

Chu Qing's pores suddenly opened, and he also clapped his hands and praised loudly.

In any case, the exchange of opinions between the two sides was successful, and they got up and returned to their positions, and the people in the circle woke up and were in a hurry.

"One shot four times at a time!"

“Action！”

The camera position is very strange, and the picture is very biased, in the middle of the two sliding doors, there is a gap that is not wide or narrow, and in the gap, is Chu Qing dancing.

On the back wall, there is a large poster of Kyoko Fukada.

He closed his eyes, shook his head, stepped on the loose tatami mats, or waved his fists, or bent over and spinning, or twisted his buttocks and swayed from side to side, and the headphones sounded Miss Fukada's song:

"They say girls become pretty when they're in love......"

"They say, you're going to be shy, you're going to be shy. But when you're in love, your eyes sparkle. Eyebrows, that's the beginning of love......"

Chu Qing's movements are very large and the rhythm is fast, but he is not happy, nor free, nor relaxed, just expressionless, and his limbs are hard and erect.

His life is like those two narrow doors, sandwiched, boring, and gloomy, even if he hangs up, he will not feel regrets:

Hey, I still have something to do!

Hey, I still have dreams that haven't come true!

Hey, I still have someone who hasn't had time to say goodbye!

He had nothing but himself, and such days, like the silent sea, were heavy and full of sorrow.

Takeshi Kitano, Yoko, everyone stared at him, and the stronger he jumped, the greater the sense of depression, thumping his heart, and because of this stabbing touch, it became more and more noisy.

Loneliness is probably a person's carnival, from noise to coldness, from coldness to loneliness, and then, loneliness to death. (To be continued......)