Since he boasted about Haikou in front of everyone, Shirakawa Kaede also began to prepare to write a story.

This story is actually Takeshi Kitano's own script, and the title of the movie is "That Summer, Quiet Sea".

This is a very special movie, with few lines throughout the whole process, almost a silent movie.

Because the heroes and heroines of the story are a pair of young deaf and mute people, their communication is destined to have nothing to do with words, quiet but fiery.

The story is generally that the male protagonist fell in love with surfing by chance, from the initial interest to the end of the almost obsession.

In the process, he made friends and competed. And the heroine has been silently by his side. It's just that the ending is depressed and cured.

The whole movie reveals quietness, overflows with happiness, and is full of the simplest sunshine and romance. But there is a hint of sadness and lamentation.

Because of this, the requirements for the film's lenses, line language, etc. are relatively simple. There are no complicated scenes, and there is no need for complex props.

Shirakawa Kaede feels that this movie is very suitable, as a novice team, their practice is also very suitable for Takeshi Kitano, who is new to movies.

As for whether the first film is a peaceful and warm style, the future master of violent aesthetics will go astray.

To be honest, Shirakawa Kaede has no such worries at all, and Takeshi Kitano has tyranny and ruthlessness hidden deep in his bones. It's just that that part of reason, which is a part of human beings, has always suppressed them.

It is only in the face of art that Takeshi Kitano may show them unreservedly.

While recalling the plot of the movie in his mind, Shirakawa Kaede worked hard to write.

It's okay for him to raise his own stories and write them on his own, but professional scripts haven't been studied, and not everyone can write them. It involves the transformation of various scenes, and even the annotations of some shooting equipment.

As for the kind of thing that casually comes up with a complete shooting script as soon as you pat your head, I think too much~

So the professional thing is left to the professional person, who is only responsible for the story.

While Kaede Shirakawa was immersed in writing, Ota came to Ota City again on the other side.

In the past few days, he has arranged some group performances to go to the door of Watanabe Electric to shout a few words.

There is no need for many people every time, three or five people, pretending to be ordinary consumers, are door-to-door complaints.

Coincidentally, these consumers seem to have a bit of an extreme personality, and they began to shout that Watanabe Electric was unscrupulous, deceived consumers, and so on without saying a word.

As for Ota, he hid far away, waiting for the group performers to finish their work. So he gave them money and sent them away.

Thanks to their toss, Watanabe Motor, which was already in difficulty, was even worse.

Today, Ota hid in the corner as usual, enjoying the performances of those tricks. However, before he could shout a few words, a group of people suddenly appeared on the street corner.

The men were all dressed in black suits, with looming tattoos visible on their open collars on their chests.

They went straight to Watanabe Motor with a menacing attitude, led by a chubby bald head.

He was stunned when he saw the crowd gathered at the gate of Watanabe Motor. "This is our people?" He turned his head and asked the younger brother beside him.

Seeing the other party shaking his head, his bald expression immediately became fierce. He came directly to the crowd and slapped a person directly, "Expand~la~, you bastards dare to go to the territory of the Inagawa Society, do you want to start a war?!" ”

The dragons were stunned by the sudden appearance of the Yakuza in front of them, and they didn't dare to move.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding~" Ota, who was wearing long sleeves, hurriedly ran up from behind.

"Sir, we're not gang members, we're just ordinary consumers." Ota stood in front of the dragons and bowed his head in explanation.

"We all bought Watanabe Denki products, but this profiteer made it bad, and all the products sold to us were problematic products."

Saying that, Ota began to add oil and vinegar to the product quality problems of Watanabe Motor, how to harm consumers, and so on.

"You see, this is the record player I bought, and it's broken before it can be used." I don't know when, Ota already has an extra Blackstone record player with a missing tonearm.

He pointed out the broken part of the record player to the group, and the broken gap was obvious.

The fat bald head could see it clearly at a glance, and he let go of the trick he had just grabbed like a chick. While looking at the record player, he scratched his bare head, "Yaga~ This bastard Watanabe is really unreliable." ”

"What you're saying is that if he does this, it won't be long before Watanabe Electric will go bankrupt." Ota quietly began to give Watanabe Kazumasa eye medicine.

When the bald head heard this, he immediately looked ruthless, "Hmph, I can't run away if I'm bankrupt." ”

He glanced at Ota, who was nodding his head, and immediately waved his hand, "Okay, it's none of your business here, get out of here." ”

As soon as the bald head spoke, the younger brothers under him began to rudely drive people away, and under the push and kick, the dragon sets immediately scattered.

"Hai ~ Hai" Ota bowed and retreated. After a while, they disappeared into the crowd.

drove away the idlers and others, leaving a few younger brothers to guard the door. The bald head led the rest of the people and went straight to the gate of Watanabe Motor.

All of this was seen by Ota who was hiding in the corner, but fortunately, my Uncle Ota was smart and kept a record player as a backhand.

He took off his wet coat, revealing the small tattoo on his arm. This ghost weather, a little stuffy for a while, it's like taking a bath.

Ota glanced at his arm, and it seemed that Shirakawa-kun was right. It's best to find a chance to get rid of this thing, and if you accidentally see it by the Yakuza just now, it will be a lot of fun.

But looking at today's situation, it seems that this Watanabe motor is a little bit unpleasant. It's better to inform Shirakawa-kun as soon as possible and let him prepare early.

and the kid who just got beaten should also be given an extra pension. Alas, although we are temporary workers, who makes us a conscientious enterprise.

Not to mention Ota's busy work, Watanabe Motor, the fat bald head led people straight to Watanabe Kazumasa's office.

Someone tried to stop and ask, but before he could say anything, a Yakuza was pressed against the wall by the collar.

The bald head did not squint the whole time, and after the younger brother kicked open the office door, he went straight to Watanabe Kazumasa with a shocked face behind the desk.

"Wood... Kimura-san...? Seeing the person coming clearly, Watanabe Kazumasa was a little unfavorable to even speak.

The bald head named Kimura raised his chin to the people next to him, and the two Yakuza stepped forward to come to Watanabe Kazumasa's back, grabbed his arms and shoulders and pressed them down, "snapping" Watanabe Kazumasa's face came into close contact with his desk.

"Ah~!" Under the pain, Watanabe Kazumasa couldn't maintain his demeanor anymore, and screamed loudly, "Kimura-san, if you have something to say, you have something to say, Kimura-san~!" ”

"Hmph" Kimura sneered, he pulled out a dagger, and walked towards the frightened Watanabe Kazumasa as he played. Seeing this, the two Yakuzas, regardless of Watanabe's struggles, forced the fingers of his right hand to spread out on the table.

"Kimura-san! Kimura-san! It's not time yet, I'll definitely pay it back! Trust me..."

Kimura turned a deaf ear, and he came to the desk with a cold look in his eyes, clenching the dagger.

The "brush" knife flashed, and Watanabe Kazumasa's miserable howl could be heard clearly at the end of the corridor.

"Ding" the metal trembled, and Kimura's face was full of mockery. He patted the face of Kazumasa Watanabe, who was still howling, with his hand. "Hey! I haven't cut it yet, so I don't have to scream so loudly."

Kazumasa Watanabe, whose face was covered with tears and snot, screamed twice before he opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at his fingers.

I saw that the dagger was inserted between his ring finger and the finger of his little finger, and the dagger was slightly inclined to cut through the skin of his little finger, and a trace of blood flowed out.

"Wood... Kimura-san~, I knew that you were the most trustworthy person, and you were the most upright person I have ever met..."Kazumasa Watanabe, who was stupid, saw that his little finger was lost and recovered, and even began to talk nonsense.

Kimura held the dagger and pressed down, "Ah! ~" Kazumasa Watanabe began to scream again.

"Remember, boy! If you don't pay it back within two months, cut it off! Cut one for each month, and cut the toe after cutting the finger. Remember? Kimura patted Kazumasa Watanabe on the head.

The latter nodded busily, "Don't worry, Kimura-san, definitely!" Certain! ”。

Kimura glanced at Watanabe Kazumasa, who collapsed to the ground, and left without looking back with his younger brothers.

Frightened, Kazumasa Watanabe leaned against the wall and gasped for a long time before he got up tremblingly and threw himself on the phone on the table.

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Shirakawa Kaede, who was still immersed in his pen in the apartment, was suddenly interrupted by a pager in his pocket called "Didi".

After looking at the number, Shirakawa Kaede's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down his pen and ran to the landline phone outside.

It's never too late to go back and write a story or something.

"Moxi Moxi, Watanabe-san?" Shirakawa Kaede's tone was very enthusiastic.

"Hay, excuse me Shirakawa-san, I wonder if you're still interested in the Blackstone record player?" Watanabe Kazumasa's panting voice sounded a little trembling.

Interested, of course interested.

However, when the words came to his mouth, Bai Chuanfeng pretended to be reserved, "Oh~, Ling Zun seems to value the Blackstone record player very much." ”

"Please rest assured, Shirakawa-san. It's fine with my father's side, but I still need you to come over in person, you see..."

Yo, Ota's efficiency is good, it's a lot faster than I thought.

"Of course, no problem, industrialists like Takasang Watanabe have always been the people I respect the most. He was not happy that he could agree to Watanabe-san's proposal to sell. As for the time, it's up to Watanabe-san to arrange it. "Good words are not afraid of being late, Shirakawa Kaede never skimps on his praise.

"Shirakawa-san, what do you think of tomorrow?"

Well? In such a hurry?

"No problem," Shirakawa Kaede agreed quietly.

"Then it's decided"

"Hail"

Hanging up the phone, Shirakawa Kaede fell into deep thought. The other party is in such a hurry, did he miss any important information?

He picked up the phone again, ready to call Ota.

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PS: Three shifts tomorrow