Chapter 265 [Kneeling for a monthly pass, kneeling for a full booking]
In the next few days, Kimura Hayabusa was too focused on writing the script, working from morning to night with a cup of coffee and a keyboard.
Terry's crew and Firefly had a few small meetings online, and according to Terry's firm attitude at the meeting, the advancement of the American version of the curse was a sure thing.
This made Asuki Hui Yu a lot of pressure, and it is said that he has been immersed in the crew during this time, racing against time to finish filming "Cursed II".
For several days, Hayabusa Kimura had only seen Ashiki on the computer screen, and there was no trace of anyone in the office.
However, Hayabusa Kimura has no time to take care of anything else now, and he is also troubled by the matter of the TV drama script.
"Unnatural Death", as a forensic TV series, has many places in it that involve more professional knowledge.
Although the environment can make up for some of the professional deficiencies during the official shooting, the lines still need to be grasped deeply.
So he specially bought some forensic-related books from the bookstore as reference books, so that they can be used as reference books when needed.
Syllable.
There was the sound of the door closing outside the room, and the shouts of Tomorrow Smoke coming home after work.
"I'm back."
"You're back."
Hayabusa Kimura replied, his attention still focused on the computer in front of him.
At this moment, he is still picking out the line in the TV script, "Cowardly people, people with too small voices, will suffer in this world, sad".
He didn't notice that Asuki had already walked to the bedroom door.
"Hey! Hayabusa-chan, ...... are you? ”
As soon as Tomorrow entered the room, he saw a stack of tall books stacked on the computer desk next to the bed. The shadows of the books had to completely obscure the young man's face, and the light outside the window turned into a shadow as he passed by.
Hayabusa Kimura was interrupted by his girlfriend's cry of surprise, but he was not annoyed, and leaned back to look at her with a smile.
"Smoked back."
As an artist, it is essential to be active in the entertainment industry and in front of the camera, so even if Tomorrow is not in the crew now, there will still be a lot of entertainment activities going on.
"You answered when you came back." Tomorrow Sun walked to the computer desk, and his white little hand was caressing the pile of books.
The real book can also be seen on the cold cover with the words "forensics".
"Hayabusa is going to take the National Doctor's Exam?"
"It's all books that write scripts and use them as references, and we look to see if they can be used. I thought that such a professional book bookstore would not sell it, but I didn't expect that there were two books that really sold it, so I simply bought a few copies and came back. ”
Hayabusa Kimura tilted his chair slightly, his hands casually propped behind his head.
I just bought the book, and I don't really need it that much. Those books looked so big and thick that it was hard for him to tell what kind of psychology he had bought a few more related ones.
In the end, in addition to forensic books, I also bought a few other medical books.
Tomorrow rolls the pages of the book, and the large new pages are turned with a crisp sound similar to "rustling", and they are full of dense and obscure words.
There are not only Japanese but also English, which is so dense that it is dazzling just to look at.
Tomorrow Xun gave up after reading it for a while, closed the book again, and whispered a little embarrassed: "I don't understand it at all." It feels like I'm reading a book from heaven. Can Hayabusa-chan read it? ”
"I don't understand."
Almost as soon as Asuki's words fell, Hayabusa Kimura replied without hesitation.
The crisp and neat appearance made the girl stunned.
Hayabusa Kimura looked at the pile of books, and raised his hand with a smile and pinched Asuka's soft face, "I don't need to understand either." Writing a script is not a forensic exam, the focus is on writing, and the writing is decent. If you really want to understand it, wouldn't all authors and screenwriters have to know a skill when writing an article, then everyone should write an article. ”
"It's not impossible, Hayabusa-chan will have a lot." I don't know why, the first thing that came to mind in Tomorrow's mind was this, and it came out of his mouth.
Hayabusa Kimura looked stunned, and as the front legs of the chair clicked to the ground, he turned around and looked at his girlfriend seriously.
Co-authored himself is so powerful in his girlfriend's heart, and he is a little happy in his heart.
Just thinking about it, Tomorrow Smoke glanced at the thick book on the table again, and pursed his mouth, "This won't work......"
"......" The originally bright look on Hayata Kimura's face turned into stunned for a moment, and then it was filled with indifference.
He turned around silently, poked his head out and searched the table for a while, then picked up a pen and pulled aside the slightly thick book on the side and opened it. Leaned down and did not speak.
Tomorrow's smoky eyes blinked blankly, not knowing why her boyfriend suddenly closed the mic.
"Smoked."
Suddenly, Hayata Kimura stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at Asukhi.
"Yes." Tomorrow Smoke hurriedly agreed.
"Pour me another cup of coffee, more coffee and less water."
"Do you want to eat it directly?"
“…… Drink. ”
"Oh."
Tomorrow Smoke obediently picked up the water glass on the table and prepared to walk outside the house.
"By the way, give the office another call and tell them...... Firefly is closed for rectification, wait for me to take a doctor's qualification certificate first. ”
"Eh?!!"
Tomorrow Xun finally understood what was going on with her boyfriend's strange reaction.
"So it's just a joke, and even if you don't understand it, it's totally fine." She was amused by Kimura's serious appearance, but quickly retracted, just looking at him with clear eyes.
Seeing that he couldn't go on, Hayabusa Kimura also put down the pen in his hand and pointed to the cup in his girlfriend's hand: "But please smoke the coffee and pour it again." ”
By the time Tomorrow smoked the coffee again and returned to the bedroom again, Hayabusa Kimura was staring at the screen in a daze.
She gently placed the cup far away from the keyboard and the book, and then sat quietly on the edge of the bed, palm on her cheek.
"Running out of ideas?" I don't know how long it was quiet, Tomorrow said in a low voice.
"Sort of." Kimura Hayabusa moistened his dry lips too much, and turned his head helplessly.
"Where is the professional?"
"No, it's the plot. The professional place is not so troublesome, even if there is a real problem, you can ask a professional to check the script revision before the TV series starts filming. Now it's just plain...... No idea. ”
Seeing her boyfriend's uncomfortable appearance, Tomorrow's delicate little face was full of serious thought, and suddenly she lowered her head to look at her little feet wearing white socks on the floor.
Well......
Kimura Hayabusa is too tired, the TV series script is not as good as the movie script, there are ten units in a drama, each unit has a duration of nearly an hour, various storyboards and character scenes.
When I write, my brain swells, and it feels really awkward.
"Do you want to play?"
Tomorrow's soft voice sounded in his ears, and Kimura Hayabusa was puzzled and looked at it subconsciously.
I saw a pair of delicate feet that were soft and plain white being sent into my arms.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly understood the concerned and shy gaze of Shang Mingxuan.
"That's not what I meant." Hayabusa Kimura is too helpless.
Tomorrow Sun tilted his head, Yingying's eyes looked at him, and then looked at the big hands that had begun to act.
A sense of paleness arose, and Hayabusa Kimura knew it looked unconvincing.
Can.
He's used to it.
"Hayabusa-chan try again?" Tomorrow lifted his chin in the direction of the computer.
"It's really not this ......"
Click-click-click......
The sound of keyboard tapping sounded, and thoughts flowed.
Well?? In the girl's "sure enough" expression, Kimura Hayabusa himself was confused.
Is this also a habit?
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Following.
Instead of staying at home to catch up on the script, Hayaya Kimura prepared to go to the recording studio. (End of chapter)