Chapter 116: Photos of Meiji Jingu Gaien (2)
"How is it?" Watanabe Toru calmed down and asked curiously.
Qing Ye Lin watched it again, nodded and said, "As expected of Watanabe-san who is full of lies, his acting skills deserve recognition."
"I always feel like you're scolding me."
"Are you dissatisfied?"
"No, not at all. I am very happy to be praised for my acting skills."
Qing Ye Lin rolled his eyes at Watanabe Toru who was speaking insincerely, and clicked on the video he had just taken: "Watch it."
Watanabe Toru leaned his head over and was about to take a look, but something unexpected happened - the wind in the woods blew through Kiyono Rin's hair, bringing with it a fragrance that made him feel very comfortable.
Toru Watanabe's eyes couldn't help but move to the girl's profile. Her skin was fair and her bright eyes were focused.
The long black hair that had just been washed was clearly visible, and it swayed gently without a trace of weight.
The one-minute footage passed quickly.
"How is it?" Qingye Rin raised her head and asked softly, but happened to meet Watanabe Toru's gaze.
The two of them were very close to each other, and her hair, blown by the wind, would occasionally slide across Du Bianche's slender arms with tight muscles and graceful lines.
"Are you sure you want to use this lens?" Toru Watanabe stood up straight and took two steps away from the girl.
The noise from the Jingu Stadium in the distance faintly came into my ears again.
"…Is there any problem?" Kiyono Rin brushed away the long hair that fell on her shoulders, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at Watanabe Toru's arm.
When you look at it from a closer distance, you can see that his arms are so thick, even though he looks thin.
"Compared to making movies, I suddenly feel that I might be able to make a lot of money by making photo shoots."
Qing Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, and after calming down, he said unhappily: "Please, there is a limit to your narcissism, Mr. Watanabe Toru."
"This is confidence, just like you think everyone likes you, Miss Kiyono Rin."
Qingye Lin snorted with a sneer, then turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Toru Watanabe looked at her receding back with pride.
Being able to gain the upper hand in the conversation with Kiyono Rin is a very fulfilling thing - I don’t know if others think so, but he does.
"police."
"Eh? Wait a minute!"
Toru Watanabe hurriedly chased after him, took two steps, then remembered the tripod and long-pole microphone placed aside, and ran back to get them.
When he caught up with Qingye Rin, she had already walked out of this dark, remote and deserted path.
"Qiono, Qingye-san, Qingye-sama, Minister, just one word, I will say one word!"
Qingye Rin stood there and looked at him: "One word, you say."
"Those two sentences..."
Before Watanabe Toru finished his words, Kiyono Rin continued walking away without looking back.
"Wrong, wrong, really wrong! I am narcissistic, I am talking nonsense, I won't take photos anymore."
Toru Watanabe followed behind Kiyono Rin like a mangy dog clinging to a swan.
Only when they walked into the shade of a tree did Qingye Rin stop.
She glanced at Watanabe Toru, who was pretending to be pitiful, and said bluntly, "I'm thirsty, buy me a bottle of water."
"No problem, but calling the police...what do you think?"
"Did I say I was going to call the police?" Qingye Rin looked at him puzzledly.
“…You lied to me?!”
"I never lie. Go ahead." After saying this lightly, Kiyono Rin sat down on a bench, then turned her single-sided net towards the police who were maintaining order in the distance and the crowd that was filing into the Jingu Stadium.
Watanabe Toru was so angry that he gritted his teeth, because Kiyono Rin never lied, and for a moment he actually thought she was going to call the police.
However, it was also because he seemed to have done a little too much wrong.
Buying water for Kiyono Rin was a promise, and Watanabe Toru would not go back on his word on such a matter.
There is a white vending machine nearby with the words 'Winning Rate 0.7%!!!' written on it.
Toru Watanabe took out his wallet, which only had a 100-yen coin in it, so he stuffed a 1,000-yen bill into it and bought a bottle of oolong tea and soda.
The change fell down with a jingle, and there was no doubt that I had not won the prize.
If there was a 7/1000 chance of success, Toru Watanabe would not have left the system there half-abandoned.
It’s not right to think that way.
If he hadn't been worried about showing any abnormality and being discovered by Kujo Miki, he would now be a rising star in the business world with physical strength that exceeds human limits, selling fruit knives and cosmetics.
"It's too slow." Qingye Rin complained.
"I got lost on the road of life for a while." After handing her the oolong tea that was already covered with water droplets, Watanabe Toru sat down on the chair.
The two men had been walking in the sun for a long time and were already thirsty, so they started drinking immediately.
After replenishing her water, Kiyono Rin put aside the plastic bottle which still had more than half of the liquid left with a look of satisfaction on her face, picked up her SLR again, pointed the lens at the dense crowd, and continued shooting footage.
In the distant crimson sunset, there are airplane clouds cutting through the sky.
Sitting under the shade of a summer tree, Toru Watanabe gestured with the soda bottle toward the sky, imagined a plane flying into the bottle, and then took a sip of the soda as if he was tasting the flavor of an airplane.
The two stayed on the bench until the heroine, Miki Kujo, appeared.
She was wearing a black long skirt with a belt tightly wrapped around her waist, highlighting her slender waist. She looked like a fairy in the dark night, walking slowly towards here with graceful steps.
Watanabe Toru felt that this outfit was in line with his research direction, but Kiyono Rin frowned: "This outfit is too different from his image."
"Then change the heroine to my image." Kujo Miki said domineering words that were very consistent with her image.
"Since you have agreed to perform, please follow the script."
"That depends on the script." Kujo Miki sneered.
With a cold face, Kiyono Rin took out the script wrapped in a transparent book cover from a woven bag and handed it to Kujo Miki.
Kujo Miki glanced at it nonchalantly and said with a laugh, "Plagiarism?"
She had not read "Love Letter", but when she was lying on the same bed taking a nap, Watanabe Toru, who was still moving his hands and feet, told her roughly the origin of the script.
"This is a cultural festival for high school students. The wind orchestra will play music that costs money, the drama club will rehearse a popular drama, and the human observation club will adapt a popular movie. Do you have any questions, Kujo-san?" Kiyono Rin made a series of parallelisms, looking directly into Kujo Miki's eyes with full momentum.
"No problem." Kujo Miki returned the script to Kiyono Rin, "It's just a very ordinary adaptation."
"If you don't want to act, you can leave now. I will find someone else for the female lead." Qingye Rin put the script back into the woven bag.
Toru Watanabe silently withdrew his hand that was about to take the script.
He hasn't seen it yet.
Forget it, solving the current conflict is much more important than reading a script.
Toru Watanabe walked behind Miki Kujo, put his hands on her shoulders, and half pushed and half forced her to sit on the chair.
" Meiji , no matter what the script is, you have to play the leading female role!"
"Are you ordering me around?" As soon as she sat down, Kujo Miki habitually crossed her long legs, hugged her arms, and posed like a queen.
"How is that possible?" Watanabe Toru rubbed her thin shoulders, "I don't want to play the male and female protagonists with other girls. Just consider it as fulfilling my wish and playing the female protagonist, okay?"
Miki Kujo closed her eyes and felt Toru Watanabe's poor massage skills.
Qingye Rin on the side frowned with an unpleasant look on his face.
Watanabe Toru winked at her.
'This is for the crew, don't mess with it.'
'A man full of lies is disgusting.'
Watanabe Toru didn't know whether it was translated exactly like this, but the way Kiyono Rin looked at him was indeed full of disgust and anger, so the general meaning should be pretty close.
Qing Ye Lin had no idea what a miserable end the male protagonist, who had so many handles on him that he was afraid of the police, would have if the heroine was someone else - squeezed dry? He himself didn't know.
Watanabe Toru shook the soft and graceful body of Kujo Miki: "Just promise me this time, okay?"
Kujo Miki let out a helpless exhalation from her small and delicate nose: "I really owed you in my last life."
" Great !" Toru Watanabe gave Kiyono Rin a smug look that said 'done'.
The result was an even more disgusted look.
It's so difficult to be the male lead, really.
Watanabe Toru suddenly envied Ah Xu who was doing odd jobs and pointing the camera at seniors wearing maid or bunny girl costumes. That was what a proper male protagonist should do.
But that's because Suzumiya Haruhi is the director, and she won't allow her favorite Kyon to play opposite other girls. If Kujo Miki is the director, he will also be a chores...
etc.
Toru Watanabe looked at the tripod, long-pole microphone, and the drink he had just bought that were erected next to his chair.
Apart from the male lead, isn't he already doing odd jobs?
Taking into account the funds for purchasing equipment, script writing, and selecting the heroine, after a long time, he was also the investor, scriptwriter, and assistant director.
"Ah, I really want to go back to August 26th - that is, yesterday, and stab to death that guy who looked down on the questionnaire and proposed to make a movie with a bloodless fruit knife." Watanabe Toru held Kujo Miki's shoulders with his hands and looked at the plane cloud with a blank look.
After convincing Kujo Miki, before dark, Kiyono Rin took the time to talk to her about the play.
"The heroine and the hero agreed to meet at the ticket gate of Jingu Stadium. I was looking forward to it at first, but then no one showed up..."
Toru Watanabe discovered that when Director Kiyono was discussing the play with Miki Kujo, he could actually tell the difference between the heroine and Miki Kujo.
In other words, Kiyono Rin deliberately confused him with the 'male protagonist Watanabe Toru' who was about to die.
After the two finished talking about the script, Watanabe Toru spoke up, "When will the scene where the male lead dies be filmed? Are you the cameo appearance of the thief?"
"How did the hero die in Love Letter?"
Watanabe Toru wondered why Qing Ye Lin asked this question, and replied, "He died when he encountered an avalanche while climbing in the snow."
“Has the director finished filming it?”
"No... You mean, I'm already dead?"
"You're not hopeless yet." Qingye Rin nodded with relief.
"No, no, the male protagonist is dead!" Thinking that Kiyono Rin might have the same ability to make her wishes come true as Suzumiya Haruhi, Toru Watanabe was particularly persistent on this point.
He is still young, and even if his luck will never get better, as long as he is loyal, the worst outcome would be to become 'Kujo Toru' and spend his whole life with the beautiful and wealthy Miss Kujo. He doesn't want to die so early.
Qing Ye Lin didn't intend to argue with him about this. She looked at the sky and said, "It's almost time. Let's go."
She held her SLR camera, put the oolong tea into the woven bag on her shoulder, and walked towards the entrance of Jingu Stadium.
Kujo Miki had nothing in her hands and walked lightly.
Toru Watanabe drank the soda in one breath and followed with a tripod and a long-pole microphone.
At first I thought the filming would be troublesome, for example, it was Miki Kujo's first time filming a movie and she had to consider the eyes of people around her, but the progress was faster than I imagined.
She stood there naturally, occasionally looking at Kiyono Rin's camera, without any unnecessary movements, except occasionally adjusting her clothes.
Just this alone gives me the feeling of a girl looking forward to a date.
If she could behave like this when she was dating herself, it wouldn't be impossible for her to become 'Kujo Toru' - Watanabe Toru had been bewitched by beauty.
Most people around them looked at them with eyes like "This girl is so cute" and "Is she an artist? Are you filming a movie?"
Toru Watanabe really admires the two young ladies. He himself is simply unable to act as if no one is around.
He, holding a long-pole microphone, was even more shameful than Kiyono Rin, who was filming Kujo Miki from all angles with a SLR, and Kujo Miki, who was the most watched.
"This is also a form of self-cultivation, a form of self-cultivation that does not care about the eyes of the world." Toru Watanabe, who wanted to become great , kept hypnotizing himself.
One hour before the fireworks display begins, there will be a series of performances at the Jingu Square, and the organizers have invited all the famous artists of the moment.
"Watanabe-san, the announcement's voice must be recorded. It's the best proof that time passes in the movie, do you understand?" said Kiyono Rin.
"learn."
At this time, the two young ladies had already rested, and only Watanabe Toru was left holding the long-pole microphone, waiting for the announcement that would come at an unknown time.
After recording the announcement sound, it is time to record the lively and noisy sounds of the artists performing.
After an unknown amount of time, the music gradually faded away and the fireworks display began.
A few muffled sounds were heard in the distance, and a dozen sparks like meteors rushed into the night sky. After a brief dimness, there was a "bang". The red fireworks illuminated the outer gardens of Meiji Jingu Shrine in red.
The fireworks display officially begins.
Amid the crowd marveling at the fireworks, Miki Kujo anxiously called the male protagonist, but no matter how many times she called, no one answered.
"Click." Qingye Rin called a stop, checked the video and said, "It's OK."
"I'll be back before the last set of shots." Miki Kujo was about to go in and sit down, and watch the fireworks to kill time.
"Okay. I'll stay here and take a few shots of fireworks from the heroine's perspective at this angle." Under the gorgeous fireworks, Kiyono Rin, whose face was flushed red, was taking pictures seriously.
Miki Kujo turned and walked towards the organizer who was waiting in the distance during the photo shoot.
Just when Watanabe Toru was wondering if he could get by without following the past...
Miki Kujo suddenly turned around and looked at him with eyes that showed no emotion.
“…”
Toru Watanabe walked over obediently.
The organizer bent down and reached out to help him take the tripod and long-pole microphone, but he refused.
The two of them clearly didn't buy tickets, but they went straight to the VIP seats at Jingu Stadium.
Luxurious equipment, with a panoramic view of the entire stadium.
While the fireworks seemed to explode right above my head, I also felt a sense of nobility as if I was standing above the heads of other spectators.
The best SS grandstand seats you can buy outside are incomparable to those here.
Accompanied by the sound of "boom" and "boom" like cannonballs, clusters of flaming arrows rushed into the sky. When they reached a certain height, they suddenly exploded and turned into colorful garlands.
Then, colorful fireworks fell from the night sky like a waterfall.
Before the crowd's exclamations ended, more and more brilliant fireworks exploded.
Ten thousand fireworks were set off in an endless stream, and the entire Shinjuku district became a city that never sleeps, with the sky and the earth covered in a pale white.
