Aoi Kono pursed her lips, it turned out that Fujiwara-sensei missed her mother......

Then she listened carefully, and she was grateful to Kei Fujiwara for giving her this opportunity, so she was happy to help him with this little favor.

Kono listened with her eyes closed for a while, not speaking for a while.

Fujiwara Kei saw that she didn't speak for a long time, and just wanted to hum again, but Kono Aoi suddenly opened her eyes and played her hands staggered on the keys.

The music of "hereeareagain" instantly sounded, and Kei Fujiwara stood aside and listened quietly, and after the song was played, Aoi Kono turned his head to look at Kei Fujiwara.

Kei Fujiwara nodded, "That's right, that's it."

Aoi Kono said, "Fujiwara-sensei's mother is a very gentle person, and I can tell from this song."

Kei Fujiwara was curious, "What did you hear from this song?"

"It's a pity, there's also a kind of helplessness of a little person." Kono said after thinking carefully.

Kei Fujiwara was stunned, and he could really hear it.

"By the way, Fujiwara-sensei." Kono Aoi suddenly asked, "Is Reido a musician?"

As Kei Fujiwara came to this world for a long time, his soul became more and more compatible with this body. The memories of the original owner's body are gradually becoming a little ambiguous, but I vaguely remember that the original owner's mother can play the shamisen, and the musician can't talk about it, but it does sing very well.

"I guess so." Kei Fujiwara said.

Aoi Kono looked up and asked, "Then why didn't your aunt teach you the instrument?"

"Uh......"

Fujiwara Kei was speechless for a while, and was thinking about what to say to prevaricate in the past, but Aoi Kono said as if he remembered something, "Is it because you can't learn? Well, it's really hard to learn a musical instrument, and it's really ...... for people with poor talent to learn."

「……」

No wonder you can't get popular......

In the middle of speaking, Kono Aoi suddenly pursed her lips as if she remembered something, and lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Fujiwara-sensei, I just said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking, and my brain is not very smart......

"It's okay, you're working hard, Kono, you're going to be popular." Kei Fujiwara smiled, "By the way, do you know who recommended you to me?"

"Is it Miss Suwon?"

"Do you remember Nagaharu Ohno?"

Kono Aoi's eyes widened slightly: "It's Ohno-kun? Fujiwara-sensei, you actually know Ohno-kun, and sure enough, talented people make friends with talented people."

「…… Does Kono think Nagaji is talented?"

"Of course." Kono Aoi nodded vigorously, his eyes were full of sincerity, and he couldn't see half a year of pretentiousness, "Ohno-kun is a film director, and the first film I made my debut was his work, and it was he who allowed me to find my career ideal, and I have always been very grateful to him!"

Aoi Kono added, "And the movies he makes are very difficult, very complicated, and the people who can make this kind of movie are definitely not ordinary, anyway, I can't understand a stupid person like me, although I act in my own movies, but I always fall asleep watching it, and I have always been ashamed......

Fujiwara Kei couldn't help but smile, no wonder Ohno Nagaharu liked her so much, probably because he hoped that the whole world would be made up of Kono Aoi.

At this time, Fujiwara Kei asked on a whim, "Then Kono, do you think I'm a talented person?"

Kono Aoi nodded repeatedly: "Of course! I really like Fujiwara-sensei's "White Night Walking" and "Human Observation"!

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"Then who do you think is more talented, me or Ohno-kun?"

This dilemma of whether dad or mom is good is not easy to answer, Kei Fujiwara just looks at her stupid and wants to tease her. But in fact, it is not difficult to answer, whoever you say in front of you is.

But what I didn't expect was that after some hesitation, Aoi Kono said a little embarrassedly, "Fujiwara-sensei, I still think ...... Director Ohno is a little better. His work feels a little more esoteric......

"Good...... By the way, Kono, if one day you think my work is better than Ohno's, you must remind me......

After the small talk,

Kei Fujiwara asked Aoi Kono to write the song into a score, asked someone from the music department to record it, and after registering the copyright, he handed it to Hideaki Shibasaki.

After listening to it, Hideaki Shibasaki also liked this music very much, this pure music is very infectious, it is easy to mobilize the emotions of the audience, and it is perfectly adapted in a specific part of the play.

……

Arima Katsura changed into a white suit and began to run around the shrine, running all the way out of the torii.

This is the scene at the beginning of the first episode of "Long Vacation", the heroine Xiao Nan holds a wedding at the shrine, but she can't wait for her fiancé, so she runs to her fiancé's residence.

A flock of pigeons were alarmed by Arima Katsuna's footsteps and flew in all directions, and Hideaki Shibasaki sat behind the monitor and shouted a card.

After shouting, Shibasaki Hideaki began to play back the one he had just shot, thought for a while, and said, "It's a good shot, but I'll keep another one."

Arima Katsuna carried the white hem and ran to the side to rest, while the staff carried a large jar of breadcrumbs and sprinkled them on the ground behind the torii gate to attract pigeons.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Kei Fujiwara who was wandering around, and I was immediately amused: "You are a screenwriter, you don't write a script well, what are you doing on the shooting scene?"

During this time, Kei Fujiwara often followed the scene, mainly to see the filming process of Japanese dramas in this era, and if he transformed into a producer in the future, he could also keep up with the rhythm and not be ignorant.

Because the script is written quickly, he will not casually express his opinions and interfere with the normal work of Shibasaki Hideaki when he is on the set, so no one prevents him from staying on the set, wandering around the shooting scene all day long, like a wild bee and butterfly, and sometimes even returning to his old job as an assistant director.

"Screenwriters who are always sitting in a room can't write good works."

"Who said that?" Ma Guixiang asked rhetorically, in her impression, screenwriters are generally closed in a small hotel, and the food, utensils and bathers are all sent directly to the house.

It's the first time I've seen a screenwriter like Kei Fujiwara, who loves to jump around.

"I said it." Kei Fujiwara cocked his thumb and pointed to his chest.

Katsura Arima rolled her eyes.

"You don't agree?"

"How dare you, you're the creator." There is Ma Guixiang, yin and yang, weird and authentic.

As a well-known writer and screenwriter, his status is indeed higher than that of artists, even well-known artists such as Katsura Arima are no exception.

Kei Fujiwara is also very adaptable to his new identity, and he is more or less upright in front of Hoshino Koshi and others, but in front of Arima Katsuraka, he looks giggling. Arima Kasuoka was not so polite in front of him.

At this time a year ago, Kei Fujiwara was still an assistant to the director, and Katsura Arima never put up a stand in front of him as a big star, so Kei Fujiwara was embarrassed to put the main creator in front of her, not to mention that Kei Mama gave up the invitation of the veteran producer of Star Terrace this time to pick up his work, which is quite interesting.

The day's filming is over again, it is getting late, and Arima Guixiang's physical strength seems to be squeezed dry, looking at a small shop selling noodle soup outside the filming venue, I can't help but swallow my saliva, but I still hold back.

For actresses, starvation is almost a basic skill, especially when she accidentally let go of eating a few meals a while ago, Youma Guixiang's little belly became a little round, and she is currently trying to lose weight.

After getting on the bus, Mijo Takahashi was already waiting in the car and asked, "How are you in the group these days, and are you still adapting?"

"It's okay." Katsura Arima was so tired that she didn't want to speak.

Mijo Takahashi touched her head with some pity, and the car was driving on the road, when the driver kept looking into the rearview mirror, and suddenly said, "Miss Takahashi, there is a car that has been following us."

Mijo Takahashi frowned, glanced back, and then said, "Parking on the side of the road."

Arima Katsuna's nanny car slowly stopped, Takahashi Mijo got out of the car, and waved his hand at a white van not far away, which slowly drove over and stopped in front of her.

The driver's seat window slowly fell, and a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap greeted him with a smile

"Good evening, Miss Takahashi."

"Inoue-san, Arima-chan and I are just going home to rest, and we won't be meeting anyone, so we shouldn't have to follow anymore, right?" Mijo Takahashi said with a smile.

"Of course, of course. We're going to go home, too, just to stop by you, otherwise we won't be discovered by you with our expertise." The man replied with a grin.

This person's name is Inoue Xianzo, who has been a long-term contributor to many entertainment magazines such as "Wenchun Weekly", and has the reputation of being the first paparazzi.