"If I were to do this, my daughter wouldn't ignore me at home, right? Is it so early for today's children to enter the rebellious period..."

Minami Hamabe hugged the script and left briskly. Shinji Kirihara was surprised, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

Qing Shui Toru lowered his head and packed up his belongings, but he didn't hear his complaints behind him.

As if he had the intention of asking for advice, Kirihara insisted on sending him downstairs. Several excuses failed to succeed, so Qing Shui Toru had no choice but to agree, and in the face of his plausible inquiry, he insisted that everything was a coincidence.

"If I have a chance to take you and my daughter to meet..."

He had already come to the elevator, but out of concern about the relationship between father and daughter, Kirihara had no idea of giving up.

Toru Shimizu could only vaguely perfunctory, hoping that the numbers on the LCD screen would scroll faster.

Maybe hope really had some use, and although the elevator still stumbled on every floor, something else rescued him temporarily.

"Kirihara-san?" A voice came from behind him.

Both looked back at the same time. Toru Shimizu noticed that Kirihara had made the switch from father to filmmaker in an instant.

It was a middle-aged woman who spoke up. Her long pale yellow hair and thin-rimmed glasses gave her an indescribable meanness, but at the moment it was hidden by the smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, but it's..."

Kirihara's expressionless question didn't dampen her enthusiasm.

"I'm Ozawa from LesPros, and I've met you before at the casting site of "Confessions"..."

Not paying attention to Kirihara's interpersonal relationships, Shimizu Toru took a half step back, and found that a girl was standing not far away looking here.

She has short hair that has just reached her chin, two ink-dyed slender eyebrows spread out left and right in front of her forehead, her black and white eyes are shining, and her pale pink lips are slightly puffed up, adding a bit of a juvenile feeling to her.

Sensing Qing Shui Measure's gaze, she first widened her eyes in surprise, her eyes swayed from side to side for a few seconds, and when she found that he was still watching, she met her gaze slightly, and put her right hand on her waist and shook it, as if she was greeting.

Toru Shimizu nodded slightly, and Kirihara on the side noticed the movements of the two. He walked around the Ozawa agent, looked over there, and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"It's an artist under me, called Nengnian Reina." Without waiting for her to introduce herself, the agent rushed to answer, and did not forget to wave his right hand twice behind him.

The girl named Nengnian Rena instantly became a lot more restrained, took two steps closer, and said "Kirihara-san" and quieted down, and the light in her eyes was hidden under the lowered eyelashes.

I wanted to observe her for a while, but the long-awaited sound of the elevator finally sounded.

"Ozawa-san, that..."

"Ah, this is my business card, please take it."

The elevator door closed slowly, and Toru Shimizu only felt a little regretful, and the Kiri principle next to him was completely relieved.

"The people in these offices are really..."

He flicked off his business card, didn't even look at it, and threw it into the trash can by the wall.

I didn't have any opinion on his movements, and Toru Shimizu just asked the question that he had been concerned about in the reception room before.

"Kirihara-san?"

"How?"

"Speaking of which, does the script that selected me this time have anything to do with Mr. Takahashi?"

Kirihara was stunned, and then squeezed a few laugh lines out of his face.

"We haven't been in touch for a long time. Pick your script, or because of the story itself. This time, I also contacted some well-known screenwriters, but the stories given always have to pursue the so-called 'depth', and I didn't consider that this is for newcomers to practice... Looking at it, only your story is simple enough that Hamabe can play it. ”

"Besides, it's cheap to pick me, right?"

"Of course," Kirihara didn't mean to refute at all, "this kind of movie with hands-on training won't have much sales in the first place, and the budget will definitely be saved." ”

Toru Shimizu laughed, and the elevator stopped on the first floor.

"In that case, I'm relieved. Kirihara-san, I'm going to trouble you later. ”

"As long as it's a movie thing, it's okay at any time."

Bowing and saying goodbye, watching Kirihara return to the elevator, Toru Shimizu quickly left the Toho building. The doubts in his heart have been solved, and now he just wants to quickly find a place to record the people and things he met before.

Right next to it is the commercial center of Hibiya, which has experienced the hustle and bustle of the night, but in the morning it is rare to be quiet, which is perfect for recording.

Breaking into the newly opened coffee shop, Toru Shimizu casually ordered a cup of coffee with a long list of foreign letters, shrank into the corner, and couldn't wait to take out the pen and paper from his bag.

While reminiscing, I kept scribbling on the paper.

Sure that he had rummaged through all the memories in his brain, Toru Shimizu stopped his pen and let out a long breath. The perception of the outside world also seemed to have just thawed, and the surrounding sounds flowed.

"Why am I so unlucky to be your agent..."

The first thing that caught the ear was a complaint.

Caught carefully, the sound came from a table diagonally in front of it. The greenery arranged in the middle blocks the view well, and only a faint shadow can be seen through the gap in the leaves.

Prides himself on being an observer, not some idler who lives off the misfortunes of others. Toru Shimizu had no intention of paying attention, just picked up the coffee that had cooled down and replenished some heat for the burned brain.

The voice didn't care about his thoughts at all, and it kept coming.

"Yui-san Aragaki is already famous for starring in "Dragon Sakura" at your age, and Kaiha Kawashima is a year younger than you, and both have already starred in two movies. It's just you, who has been a model of "Nicola" for 5 years, and you haven't grown at all, and you can't even get a few roles on the background board. ”

The growing resentment in the words could not even stop the green plants in the middle.

“… I'm sorry..."

This timid apology reminded Shimizu of something.

He straightened up slightly, and let his gaze look over the green plants, and saw the Nengnian Rena he had just met, as well as her agent.

Neng Nian was still like that, but the meanness on the agent's face made her look like she was as enthusiastic as before.

It was a bit unexpected, but Toru Shimizu still didn't have the idea of interfering.

After all, this is the internal affairs of their firm, what is it to be an outsider?

Continue to taste the coffee in the cup, and the voice over there is already fierce.

"What's the use of saying that? It's not that you can't get a role? ”

“… I'm sorry..."

"If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't find anyone else this time, I wouldn't have bothered to bring you here."

“… I'm sorry..."

Neng Nian's voice became weaker and weaker, and the rebuke was a little higher.

"I mean, you're the kind of person who thinks you have a bit of a posture and wants to try your luck in Tokyo, right? Were the people in charge of signing the contract at the time stupid? If I'm in charge, I'll let you go back to your hometown in Hyogo! ”

“… I'm sorry..."

The voice finally mixed with a hint of crying.

Holding the coffee cup that had bottomed out, Toru Shimizu sat quietly in his position for a few seconds, and then slowly put the pen and paper back into his bag and took a position to leave. When he got up, he even straightened the cuffs of his suit with the reflection of the glass next to him.

It's going on over there.

"Do you think squeezing out a few tears will help? It's better to save it, and it's not too late to wait until you are terminated by the firm. ”

"Ozawa-san."

"Which guy!"

Thanks to her uncontrollable blessing for a while, Toru Shimizu finally realized what it was like to face such a person.

As if realizing that something was wrong, the agent finally removed the mocking look on his face a little, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Nishino from Toho, and we've met at the elevator before."

She didn't reply, just looked at Qing Shui Toru with a pair of triangular eyes hanging up obliquely, as if she was still a little suspicious of his identity.

"I just joined Toho this year, so I probably haven't met before."

It was April when newcomers from various companies joined the company, and the statement that it was difficult to find a flaw for a while, coupled with the expensive suit on Toru Shimizu, made her finally dispel her doubts.

"Is Nishino-san looking for me something?"

Her tone slowed a little, but she still looked domineering.

Is this because I'm a newcomer who doesn't have much influence, so I don't bother to pretend?

Qing Shui Toru sneered in his heart, but he was still silent on the surface: "Just now, Kirihara-san called me and asked me to ask Ozawa-san to go to Fuji TV in Odaiba to find him." ”

Her eyes swept over Nengnian Rena on the side, and her eyes were still a little red.

Toru Shimizu continued to add: "And it is emphasized that I asked Ozawa-san to go alone." After all, there are some things that are not convenient for artists to be present. ”

"Now? Also, why didn't he call me directly, but let you tell me instead? ”

"That's not something I know."

Qing Shui Toru's expression on his face was secretive, and she watched it for a few more seconds. But in the end, he threw down a sentence of "you go back by yourself" to Nengnian and left directly, as if he was too lazy to deal with these two people.

Watching her walk out the door, there was a long exhale in my ears. Turning her head over, Nengnian Lingna had already fallen down on the table again.

Sensing his gaze, she quickly got up from the table again, blushed and straightened the bangs in front of her forehead, bowed down and said, "That... Thank you..."

"Actually, I'm not from Toho."

"Hmm... Huh? ”

Toru Shimizu didn't repeat it, just waited for her to react.

"Then just now..."

"I lied to her. Alright, let's go back quickly. ”

As he spoke, Toru Shimizu also left directly, ignoring the surprise on his face behind him.

It's just that on the return train, Toru Shimizu suddenly felt that the girl who was blushing and wiping the corners of her eyes just now seemed to be quite interesting.

Very valuable for the record.