"Let's get into the role first!"

Shinji Aimi began to command, and it stands to reason that the filming of the first scene should be at night, but it is unfamiliar to everyone whether it is filming or acting.

At this time, it is important for everyone to enter the role, the director to enter the role of the director, and the actor to enter the role of the actor.

"Takashi Koguri, as the protagonist, the role of my wife Yusuke is the core of the whole movie, you need to adapt to the camera as quickly as possible, your performance is very real, but the performance under the camera is another matter, whether you can show your kind of reality under the shooting of the camera is also very important!"

"Yamazaki Dragon, Yamazaki Tiger, Murashita Male, you need to enter the role in advance, and it is not only real, but also needs to show what the villain in the script should look like!"

"Again, it's not a documentary, it's a movie!"

Shinji Xiangmi, the director, is very quick to enter the role, how can there be such an ease in making movies, if they are all regular actors, he just needs to sit down and direct, but now he is just some newcomers who speak with talent, and he needs to know as a director.

But it seems that Shinji Xiangmi enjoys the right to drive the director very much.

It's still very reassuring to hand it over to Xiangmi Shenji Zuo Qiuchen here, as long as this person doesn't make some crooked brains in some places and add some colored fragments, Zuo Qiuchen can still tolerate it.

The filming scene is gradually on the right track under the control of Shinji Xiangmi, but it seems that the producer of Zuo Qiuchen is a little redundant.

"Akina! Hush! ”

When everyone was engaged in the hot atmosphere of filming the movie, Zuo Qiuchen secretly pulled Akina Nakamori out of the crowd, showed the car keys, and made a boo gesture.

Akina Nakamori was taken into the car before he could reprimand Saqiuchen for stealing a car.

"Chenjun, you are still underage!"

Akina Nakamori said so, but when she got off the bus, she looked at the food stalls on a street, and the sticky notes hanging on the wishing tree near the stalls, and some people were still busy setting up stalls, like the eve of some festival.

It may be a bit inappropriate to say that it is the eve.

"Is it a holiday today?"

No matter how Akina Nakamori thought about it, she couldn't think of what festival it was today, nodded her chin, and looked at Zuo Qiuchen curiously: "The recent Tanabata Festival has long passed, and the Gion Festival is not now!" ”

"Well, but this street has recently opened, so it prolongs the festive atmosphere!"

Zuo Qiuchen nodded: "On July 7, Mingcai, you are still participating in "Star Birth", and now you can make up for it by the way!" ”

"Tanabata or something, why do I want to make it up with you!"

Obviously, she could understand what it meant, but Akina Nakamori blushed and didn't want to show it in front of this young man, and she didn't know what was going on with her feelings.

Ignoring the tsundere Ming Caisan, Zuo Qiuchen began to sweep the streets with the future singer.

"Octopus balls, have one!"

"Taiyaki!"

"Oden!"

"Tamakoyaki!"

"Candy Apple!"

Although there is less of a cultural festival atmosphere during the day, and there are no fireworks, there are fewer people and less time to wait in front of the stalls.

Zuo Qiuchen picked up a stall with few people, and after a while, Akina Nakamori's cheeks were stuffed and bulging, like a little hamster.

With the increase in the flow of people, two people stopped and stopped, and each stall did not buy much, but it was not enough to eat all the time.

So before noon, when Akina Nakamori saw a piece of Daifuku (rice cake) handed over by Zuo Qiuchen, she waved her hand again and again, shook her little brain melon, and shouted with her mouth open and closed: "I can't eat it, I really can't eat it!" ”

When she spoke, Akina Nakamori was afraid that the food in her mouth would leak out, and she covered it with her small hands.

"Goo-dong!"

Swallowing a small ball in his mouth, Akina Nakamori looked at Zuo Qiuchen with the eyes of a demon, eager to stay away from this devil, especially when he saw the other party's action of holding the food, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was very frightened, and said pitifully: "Chen-kun, what are you doing... Hiccup......"

He hiccups shyly and clutches his upright little belly.

“... After eating so many things, I'm not a pig, even a pig will die! ”

"How do you know that I'm raising pigs, since I have the consciousness of pigs, I will obediently eat this last piece of great fortune, I can't waste food!"

Zuo Qiuchen acted very surprised, and sent the rice cake in his hand forward.

"Don't!"

Akina Nakamori exclaimed, and was about to run away at a trot, but before Zuo Qiuchen could catch up, he couldn't run anymore without running two steps.

"Haha!"

Zuo Qiuchen was amused by the cute appearance of Akina-san.

"It's so supportive, I can't run at all!"

Akina Nakamori wanted to cry without tears, holding her bulging little belly, and she didn't know that she thought it was retching from morning sickness, which made many people nearby cast strange eyes.

"Have a glass of juice!"

It just so happened that the stall where Akina Nakamori stopped was a freshly squeezed juice stand, and a glass of apple juice was squeezed in the purest way and two pieces of ice were added.

Zuo Qiuchen handed the juice to Akina Nakamori, and Akina Nakamori felt more comfortable after taking a sip of the juice......

... Who knows if you want to raise a fat cabbage!

.........

Afternoon.

It was getting dark.

After being busy, Kujou Miyako touched the empty pocket, but didn't touch the car key, and when he looked around the scene and didn't find Zuo Qiuchen, he knew that he must have been stolen.

"Stinky boy, it's really worrying, everyone is busy with your part-time job, but you, the president, ran away by yourself first!"

As soon as I thought that Zuo Qiuchen was talking to Akina Nakamori, Kujo Miyako was even worse.

Just as Kujou Miyako was scolding, the black Toyota crown stopped nearby, and you could still see Saqiuchen and Akina Nakamori carrying large bags of things.

"Sister Gongzi, we bought it back for dinner!"

Fortunately, Zuo Qiuchen blocked Kujo Miyako's mouth with the excuse of buying dinner in advance, and met Kujo Miyako's unkind gaze, compared to someone's cheekiness, Nakamori Akina was obviously embarrassed to dodge her gaze.

"Here you go!"

After distributing dinner, Akina Nakamori brought a ramen to the old man who played the homeless man.

"Aligado!"

The old man took the ramen with both hands, and his heart was warmed by the temperature of the ramen, and in this indifferent society, he sincerely thanked this girl with a sincere smile on her face.

"Hmm!"

Akina Nakamori smiled reluctantly, and her heart was very uncomfortable.

Akina Nakamori's actions fell in the eyes of everyone in the club.,It's hard to hate it.,Even Shinji Aimi, an outsider, shows appreciative eyes.,As an adult, I know the indifference of this society.。

It's really heartwarming to see this scene.

The atmosphere in the shooting crew seems to be driven by the warm little sun of Akina Nakamori.