Chapter 114 Actors

It was August 27th, and the end of summer vacation was just around the corner, but the coolness of autumn had yet to arrive, probably still struggling with potatoes on the Siberian plains.

Qingye Rin climbed up the long slope and stood under the huge oak tree of the school, only then did she feel a little cooler.

The playground in the distance was empty.

According to Toru Watanabe, the baseball team worked hard for a whole summer and finally got tickets to the 'special audience seats at the stadium' of Koshien.

She still remembered that when she heard this, she subconsciously asked what the special auditorium was and how he explained it seriously.

He is a very trustworthy person at critical moments, but his words are so irritating that they are simply infuriating.

After a short rest, she quickened her pace and walked towards the music classroom.

I was thinking about the script last night, which caused me to get up late today. Now it’s almost time for training.

As we approached the school building, we immediately heard the sounds of various musical instruments. Some of the melodies included competition songs, as well as several pieces that the wind orchestra would perform at the cultural festival.

I listened carefully, but there was no sound of the oboe.

It's really rare.

The degree to which Toru Watanabe's skills are astonishingly good is directly proportional to his diligence. Even during his rest time, he would continue to practice. What happened today?

Like her, did you get up late because you were working on the script?

A smile appeared on Qingye Rin's lips, and she decided to wait for him to come and make fun of him.

My steps unconsciously became lighter, and in a blink of an eye I reached the third floor of the club building and arrived at the door of the music classroom.

When I opened the heavy soundproof door, the sound waves hit me in the face.

Among them was the voice of Toru Watanabe, who she thought was late.

"…I've decided! From today on, I'm a fan of Sister Reina, no, a fan!"

"Watanabe! How could you do this! I am clearly the number one fan of Reina-san! I collected all the information and videos!"

"Don't argue! I am the one who has been pushing Sister Lina since I was in my mother's womb!"

"From the womb? Let me tell you, I, Watanabe Toru, was a fan of Sister Reina in my previous life!"

…

Kiyono Rin looked in surprise at the boys who were arguing over their cell phones instead of training in the corner of the classroom.

"Good morning, Kiyono-san~"

"Good morning." Qing Ye Lin looked at Tamamo Haomei who greeted her, pointed at the boys and asked: "What are they doing?"

Tamamo Yoshimi showed a very disdainful expression: "I'm looking at a girl from another school's wind band, a very talented trumpet player."

"Trumpeter?" Qingye Rin fell into deep thought.

What kind of level of performance would make a performer of Watanabe Toru rush to be his fan?

The instrument that I am best at is also the trumpet. Although I am reluctant to admit it, my level is indeed not as good as Watanabe Toru. I don’t know how big the gap is between me and this girl.

"Yes. She is also the soloist of her school's wind orchestra. I heard that when she was applying for higher education, many high schools gave her recommended admission, but for some reason she went to Kitauji High School, which is not very strong. As a result, Kitauji entered the national competition this year."

After Tamamo Yomi finished her explanation, she made a not-at-all-lady-like smacking-of-lips sound: "But those scumbags were not admiring my performance skills."

"What are you talking about?" Qingye Rin asked curiously.

"Chest."

"...Breasts, breasts?" Qingye Rin was not sure if she had heard it wrong.

"Well, those hooligans also said that they asked that girl for her autograph at the national competition. But, it looks like it's pretty big."

Qingye Rin's head, which was still sleepy, began to feel dizzy. He rubbed his temples out of habit. After a long time, he let out the weakest sigh ever.

…

After an extremely painful morning, Toru Watanabe cleaned his reed with a feather by the pool and then washed his face with cold water.

Today, Kiyono Rin was just like a middle-aged woman who came home after a hard day's work and saw her husband playing games - she would find problems with you even if there were none, and scold you if she caught you.

After a little hesitation, Toru Watanabe decided to go back to the activity room of the Human Observation Department to have lunch.

Don't be afraid of her!

When I walked into the activity classroom, Qingye Rin was eating lunch with a book called "Master Shots: 100 Advanced Techniques for Shooting Low-Cost Blockbuster Movies" next to her.

Toru Watanabe glanced at the author, Christopher Kenworthy, a name he had never heard of.

"So serious?" He took food from the refrigerator and sat down in his seat.

Qingye Rin ignored him and continued eating and watching.

Watanabe Toru made small talk: "Cultural festivals are for enjoyment, not for doing or being outstanding. With the idea of having no regrets in youth, isn't it better to be casual?"

"It's better than wasting time studying women's breasts, right, Watanabe-san?" Kiyono Rin teased unhappily.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Watanabe Toru looked at him in confusion, "I've already said that I'm a professional researcher on legs, breasts are not my subject."

"Oh, is that so?"

"You know better than me, right, Qingye-san who can see through lies?"

"So what's going on with that Reina?"

"..." With a light cough, Watanabe Toru showed the momentum of a single-fan, "'That Reina'?! Watch your wording, I don't allow you to say that about Reina-san!"

Should we say that the look in Qingye Rin's eyes now shows contempt or disgust?

In short, under her gaze, Toru Watanabe gave up his sister Reina, inserted the straw into the milk carton, and enjoyed his lunch in silence.

"Damn it, Sister Reina, even if my body is oppressed by the enemy, I am still your fan in my heart!" Watanabe Toru took a big bite of the fried noodles bread, stared at Kiyono Rin, and chewed hard.

He could only talk nonsense in front of Qingye Rin, who could see through his lies, and the other party knew he was joking.

If it was in front of Kujo Miki...

What's Rei? What's Nai? Toru Watanabe had no idea that this girl with big breasts was called Kousaka Reina.

After lunch, Toru Watanabe asked about the script.

"Have you thought of the lens?"

Qingye Rin nodded: "I want to shoot a set of shots where the male protagonist fights the fireworks monster in the air, and the fireworks monster turns into the most gorgeous fireworks. When the male protagonist untransforms, he happens to be seen by the female protagonist in the crowd, and the two look at each other. "

"At this point , I don't care whether I'm discovered or not, but I have to make it clear that I can't fly."

Watanabe Toru's answer was typical of his nonsense. Kiyono Rin didn't hate it, but that didn't stop her from looking at him as if he were an idiot.

"Of course I know about this kind of thing." She put away her lunch box and said, "Find a building closest to Jingu Gaien and shoot the fight scene on the rooftop, then photoshop out the building in the end."

"If things are as simple as you say, I don't understand the meaning of Weiya's existence."

Rin Kiyono also realized that this was not feasible, but it was her first time making a movie and she wanted to try everything.

"First, shoot the footage. If the effect is not good during editing, can't we just use it? Anyway, collect enough footage first."

"That makes sense. Who are you going to choose as the heroine?"

"Tamamo-san. She'll probably agree to help."

"..." Watanabe Toru showed a constipated expression, "Kiyono-san."

"Um?"

"Can I tell you what I think?"

"Um."

"Why do we have to make a movie about superpower battles? We don't have enough budget for special effects, right?"

"What do you suggest?"

"If we don't have money, we can make low-budget movies. For example, we can borrow from Love Letter and change the setting of the story from winter to summer."

"Tell me more about it." Qingye Rin, who likes the novel "Love Letter", became interested.

"At the last fireworks display in summer, the male protagonist, who was about to go on a date, died while trying to save a child who fell into the river. The female protagonist did not wait for the male protagonist, and only found out that her boyfriend was dead after the fireworks display was over. After attending the funeral, when talking to the male protagonist's mother whom she met for the first time, the male protagonist's mother accidentally mentioned that the male protagonist had a childhood sweetheart who looked very similar to the female protagonist, but they were separated since childhood."

"The protagonist likes his childhood sweetheart?"

"You can leave this blank, as you like. The hero only needs to show his face at the beginning, and at most occasionally appear in the heroine's memories, such as in the school corridor, library, etc. These places are free."

Qing Ye Lin thought about it and nodded in appreciation: "I didn't expect that you have the qualities to be a screenwriter even though you are all breasts and legs."

"No, no, I'm just good at surviving." Watanabe Toru told the truth.

"Then I'll trouble you tonight."

"What?"

"Jump into the river to save people." Qingye Rin rolled his eyes at him.

"To be honest, I'm very confident in swimming. You should know that, right? It would be too embarrassing to die in the river."

Ignoring Kiyono Rin's murderous look, Watanabe Toru continued, "How about changing it to a heart attack? That way we don't need to find child actors. After all, water scenes are still risky for us, and adults are worried."

"Did you think this was a Korean drama? A heart attack? It was changed to being stabbed to death by a thief."

"I have a trauma about being hit by a bucket, but I am an actor, not an idol. For the sake of filming, I have to overcome my weaknesses."

"Can you please stop making yourself sound so great?" Qing Ye Lin said helplessly, "And in a recent interview, didn't you say you wanted to be an idol like Kimura Takuya?"

"My dear mother will kill you if you call Kimura Takuya an idol. I'm not lying."

"Kimura Takuya, anything is fine." Qing Ye Lin stood up, "The wind band will have free practice this afternoon. We will go to Meiji Jingu Shrine to find a good place for you to die."

"The male protagonist is the male protagonist, and I am me, Lord Kiyonokami. This is the only thing I sincerely hope you can figure out."

"Eh? Didn't I tell you? The name of the male lead I decided on is Watanabe Toru."

"No!" Toru Watanabe replied.

"Ah, I thought Watanabe-san could read my eyes and understand my thoughts without saying anything."

“…You did this on purpose, didn’t you?!”

Qingye Rin pushed her long hair behind her shoulders and sneered proudly, "Yeah, what can you do?"

"...Forget it, this time just consider it as me authorizing you to use my famous quote." Watanabe Toru decided not to bother with women: "I will find a way to convince Meiji before the fireworks display today as the heroine, and I don't want any other women."

"I don't dislike loyal men." Qingye Rin nodded.

"I am the most loyal man in the world, please don't fall in love with me."

"But..." Qing Ye Lin tilted her head cutely, "Watanabe-san, why do I remember that you don't like Kujo?"

“…”

This guy.

Toru Watanabe decided to expel her from the category of women, and he would definitely deal with her if he had the chance in the future!

The two agreed to go home first and change from their school uniforms into casual clothes - Watanabe Toru still had to put his oboe back, and then meet downstairs of Kiyono Rin's apartment building, which was closer to the station.

Before that, Toru Watanabe took the train to Miki Kujo's company.

Since he didn't have a work badge, he thought he needed to say who he was and then wait for the front desk to notify Kujo Miki herself before he could enter.

As soon as he reached the door, the security guard immediately bowed to him and called out "Master Watanabe" in a very spirited manner.

Watanabe Toru, who was not quite used to it, kept exchanging greetings with different people and got on the elevator to the top floor without any obstruction.

Not good.

Judging from the fact that an ordinary store clerk could recognize him yesterday, Kujo Miki has already told all the employees of the Kujo Group about his identity. It is also possible that other people took the initiative to obtain information about the future male boss so that they can flatter him or avoid offending him.

Blame it on this damn charm.

If he were interviewed again, Toru Watanabe would definitely say: "My happiest time was when my charm was only 8 points, I worked part-time every day, and thought about how to save money."

The elevator reached the 38th floor, which was Kujo Miki's exclusive office building, but didn't find her, so it went up to the 39th floor.

At first glance, the luxurious top floor was empty and no one was in sight. Toru Watanabe looked everywhere and finally found Miki Kujo taking a nap on the bed in the bedroom.

She didn't even change her clothes and just lay down on it, her sleeping face looking like a crabapple flower about to bloom at night .

"Meiji, Miji." Watanabe Toru called out softly twice.

Kujo Miki slowly opened her eyes, half-closed her eyelids, and said lazily: "Sit up straight."

"Ah?" Watanabe Toru stood there in a daze, wondering if she hadn't woken up yet.

Miki Kujo looked at Toru Watanabe without saying a word.

Watanabe Toru had no choice but to surrender and sit down obediently.

"Where did you go yesterday?" Kujo Miki was lying on the bed like Sleeping Beauty, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

"The school is preparing for the national competition and the cultural festival. Miki, I'm going to surprise you when the national competition comes."

Watanabe Toru spoke with great interest, but Kujo Miki kept looking down at him with a sneer.

Watanabe Toru couldn't continue: "What's wrong with me? Did I do something to offend you in my dream?"

"You have a good relationship with Kiyono Rin." Kujo Miki said casually.

"That's not true! It's slander!"

Kujo Miki laughed.

Watanabe Toru suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Ah, you're not talking about buying photography equipment, are you? That's for the cultural festival! Miki, you know that every club must come up with an activity, and we plan to make a movie."

"Is that true?"

"I swear to Chiyoda-ku that if I lie, a storm will blow immediately."

"Stop talking so smoothly!" Miki Kujo scolded.

"Really? I came here this time just to make a movie. I want to convince you to be my leading lady."

Kujo Miki tapped the five fingers of her slender, fair right hand on the white quilt: "Heroine?"

"Kiyono Rin is planning to let other girls be the heroines. How can I agree to such a thing? Regardless of whether it is a movie or not, you are my only heroine, Miki."

Miki Kujo opened her eyes and looked at Toru Watanabe: "You still have some conscience."

In a situation where you will die if you don’t have a conscience, most people will have a conscience, right?

Watanabe Toru saw that Kujo Miki yawned again as if she was still sleepy, and said, "Not awake yet? Then you should rest first, and I will come back to tell you the details this afternoon."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

"return."

Watanabe Toru turned around and saw Kujo Miki, who had already closed her eyes. She patted the empty space on the big bed and said, "Lie here."

"ah?"

"Why? Not happy?"

"That's what you said!"

"Well, I said, come on."

Toru Watanabe climbed onto the bed and lay in his position, staring at the ceiling for a while, then turned around and hugged Miki Kujo in his arms.

"Don't move." Miki Kujo patted him.

Watanabe Toru withdrew his hand, and after a while, he quietly reached out again.

Without even opening her eyes, Kujo Miki slapped his hand.

After a while, Watanabe Toru reached out his hand again, but this time Kujo Miki did not hit him, but continued to let him hug her.