Full-time actor

Chapter 458 [23] This professional experience is so exciting!
"Yusang, is this role really worth it?"

On the way to the funeral company Philharmonic Club, Masahiro Motoki drove the car and couldn't help but ask.

He admitted that even if he plays the role of Chen Yu, he may not be able to experience a profession of dealing with dead people like him; because if he experiences the role of an embalmer in this way, he will definitely win awards. Compared with the subsequent In terms of impact, the experience cost is a bit high.

"Let's give it a try. Aren't we actors meant to present these professions that the audience doesn't know about on the big screen?"

"You don't need to experience it yourself, right?"

Masahiro Motomu felt a little chilled at the thought of Chen Yu going to practice as an undertaker.

However, he also admired Chen Yu's persistence. At least if it were him, he would never dare to do this.

And 99% of actors probably can't do it.

The car was speeding on the road in Tokyo. When it was about to arrive at the Philharmonic Club, Masahiro Motoki suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, Yuesang, the funeral industry club I contacted happens to be run by you Chinese people!"

"Oh?"

"Can you tell us some details about the new film?"

"I'm sorry, Yuesang!"

Who said Japanese journalists are qualified?
Chen Yu had no choice but to get out of the car and deal with it casually. After finally dispatching these guys, he quickly asked Masahiro Motoki to take him away. If he continued to stay here, he would basically not be able to experience it. He would be disturbed by reporters every day. .

Chen Yu smiled a little and said, "Can the Japanese funeral industry be outsourced?"

"Is it reliable?"

As Motomu Masahiro said, he parked the car aside and picked up his mobile phone.

Masahiro Motomu immediately dialed Chairman Chen's cell phone, spoke twice, and handed the phone to Chen Yu.

……

"Okay, but don't reveal my identity. Just say that your nephew from China has taken refuge with you and has nowhere to go, so he arranged to intern with a master!"

"Well, it's not new. We have a cooperative relationship. You know, the Japanese funeral industry is also subcontracted at different levels. I happen to have a sub-branch here that cooperates very well. But in Saitama Prefecture, you If you want to go, I can recommend it! ”

"It's not outsourcing. Japan allows private enterprises to participate in this industry. It may not be like your Chinese counterparts, but they are government agencies. However, many of us Japanese are not willing to do this, so most of them are you Chinese!"

"Ok!"

"it is good!"

Motomu Masahiro said to Chen Yu very apologetically in the car, and Chen Yu waved his hand: "Forget it, just help me find someone, I will apply for the job myself!"

It seems that the private enterprises in Japan's funeral industry are almost monopolized by the Chinese, and the person who was killed by the first shooter in the Japanese server was also processed in Boshan.

Boshan is Japan's largest funeral company and has a monopoly on the entire Tokyo. It is a Chinese-funded company whose boss is Luo Yiwen, a native of Shanghai.

When the COVID-19 pandemic was at its busiest, it was said that the company was expanding so fast that the government had to intervene directly, otherwise it would really be monopolized. Even the two public crematoriums in Tokyo, Japan, were no match for it.

"Chen Yusang, we all know that you have a new film about the funeral industry that has started shooting in Japan. Are you here to experience the role?"

"fine!"

What else could Chen Yu say, scold him?
"I heard from Benmu that President Chen can help me contact the new location?"

"Let me tell him!"

Don't make it the same as before.

Obviously no one likes the current battle.

I don’t know if it was because Masahiro Motoki said hello, but many people stood at the door to greet him. There was even a welcome banner. If Chen Yu read it correctly, there seemed to be some reporters inside? !
I’m here to experience it, not to advertise to you!

He pointed at the many people filming there.

But even so, several major crematoriums in Japan are controlled by it, and it is known as the man who sends Japanese people to their graves every day. In fact, Japan itself cannot compete with the ancestors of the funeral industry. In fact, the profession of embalmers, It was also spread to Japan from China.

"Yu Sang, President Chen of the Philharmonic Club, secretly recommended me a place out of compensation!"

"..."

The leader, a man who looked like a boss, said helplessly.

Click! Click!
Countless reporters had already surrounded Chen Yu.

"I don't know, but he said that the old master over there was invited by you guys from China. He promised again and again that if you want to go, he can call you!"

Chen Yu suddenly remembered a piece of news from his previous life.

Soon, the car arrived at the entrance of the Philharmonic Club.

But what Chen Yu didn't expect was that so early, Chinese capital would begin to penetrate Japan, an industry that no one cared about?

"I'm sorry. It's my fault that I said too much a few days ago, and then my subordinates heard it, and the matter spread like this!"

Chen Yu hurriedly asked Masahiro Motoki to get out of the car and asked what the situation was.

"Oh...I remembered it!"

Masahiro Motomu stood there awkwardly. He did not expect that things would turn out like this. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, President Chen. We agreed that we were just here to experience it. Why are there reporters?"

"..."

On the other end of the phone, a familiar Chinese voice suddenly came, and the posture was obviously very low: "Sorry, I'm really sorry, Mr. Chen Yu..."

It has to be said that entertainment reporters around the world are basically piss-poor.

Chairman Chen on the other end of the phone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of offending Chen Yu.

To be honest, when Masahiro Motoki contacted him before, he was extremely excited. Now, not only Japan, but basically all Asia knows that a new film that Chen Yu is going to make is related to the funeral industry!

This is what he does. If the company can place an advertisement in a movie or something, let alone monopolize all of Japan and become the largest funeral company in Tokyo, then it will not be a dream at all.

But the prerequisite for everything is of course to establish a good relationship with Chen Yu, so he must introduce a good place.

"Motoki, go to Saitama Prefecture!"

After Chen Yu established contact with the president of the Philharmonic Club, Chen Guoren, he asked Masahiro Motoki to go to the "Human World House" in Saitama County, where Chen Yu wanted to experience his career.

A Chinese undertaker who has lived in Japan for more than 30 years. It is said that he is the most talented Chinese undertaker in Saitama Prefecture.

More than half an hour later, Chen Yu finally arrived.

Looking at the inconspicuous closed storefront with earthen steps in front of me, there is no house number written on it, but this is what Chen Guoren was talking about.

"Generally speaking, the more powerful the embalmers are, the more leisurely they are. Only when they encounter the deceased who cannot be repaired will they invite these powerful people over!"

Chen Yu heard Chen Guoren's instructions in his ears and knocked on the door of the Human World Room.

Squeak!

The wooden store door was opened, and an old man wearing reading glasses and a stooped figure appeared in Chen Yu's sight. Just as he was about to say hello, the old man spoke directly, and he spoke in Chinese: " Come in and close the door!" "Chen Guoren's nephew?"

Chen Yu closed the door, and the room suddenly became dark, and he heard the old man's voice.

"Yes, my name is Chen Fei!"

"Very wrong!"

Chen Yu made up a name at random, and the old man grinned: "Chen Guoren also has a restoration club in Tokyo. Why did he recommend you to come to me?"

"He said you are the best embalmer in Japan!"

Chen Yu flattered him and stood there, scanning the store with his eyes. It was filled with all kinds of things in a mess, and there was no place to put his feet. There was also a lot of silicone and hair scattered on the ground... They seemed to be related to dead people. Objects to deal with.

"Do you really want to deal with dead people?"

The old man, Yang Baoxin, asked, and Chen Yu nodded: "Well, I've thought about it!"

"Did Chen Guoren ask you to do this?"

Yang Baoxin raised his head, his eyes seemed cloudy, but the lenses seemed to reflect light, and his voice sounded weak, but Chen Yu still heard clearly: "No, I want to do this myself, I have liked it since I was a child!"

"Hey, is there anyone else interested in this?"

Yang Baoxin shook his head, but opened another door in the store, which should lead to the backyard.

"The ugly words are ahead, learn a craft from me, it will be a test; although my father kicked me out of the house, there are some rules that cannot be broken!"

"Come on, one night!"

Yang Baoxin walked towards the backyard. Unexpectedly, the store in this place didn't look big from the outside, but there was a patio and courtyard inside.

"Fuck!!"

A coffin was placed grandly in the middle of the patio. Of course, the entire patio was littered with things just like the store in front of it. But Chen Yu obviously didn't have time to look at this, and instead stared at the coffin. .

The key point is that there is a photo placed in front of the coffin, which is obviously that of Yang Baoxin; people who don't know it think it is a posthumous photo of him after he died.

But placed here, combined with the dim light, a gloomy feeling arises spontaneously.

Rao was one of the bolder people in the two generations of Chen Yu, but he was still shocked by the scene in front of him, which made his hair stand on end.

"I prepared it for myself!"

"How do you like the coffin that I made by hand? Is it beautiful?"

Yang Baoxin's joking voice came out, and Chen Yu could only nod: "Beautiful, very good-looking!"

It is indeed very beautiful. The coffin is made of wood and has various carvings on it. It will be even more beautiful if it is painted.

"Lie in and feel it?"

"..."

Chen Yu thought he heard wrongly.

"This is the test!"

"simplest!"

Yang Baoxin seemed careless, but Chen Yu was a little numb. Damn, is this the simplest?

So what's the hardest thing?
He scratched his head a little and said, "Master Bao, what if I make you, my dear, fall asleep?"

"If I can't sleep badly, if I sleep badly, it only means that I'm not good at what I do!"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry in. If you don't dare, just say so. It's okay. In our business, courage and psychology are the first elements. I slept like this when I was a child!"

"..."

Chen Yu had no choice but to remove the coffin board with numbness. There was actually a bedding inside. It was obvious that he was not the first guest of this coffin.

"I slept!"

"I'll give it to you now!"

Yang Baoxin said calmly: "You want to learn from me, and you will have to sleep here every day from now on!"

"Oh, tonight's test is to sleep at night and watch the video I repaired before!"

"I asked someone to take the photo!"

As he said this, Yang Baoxin actually brought out a DV, which should contain videos he had taken over the years of restoring dead people.

Chen Yu had already laid down and reached out to take Yang Baoxin's DV.

Just as he was about to open it, Yang Baoxin stopped him: "You can only read it at night. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat after reading it!"

Chen Yu: "..."

"It's okay, I'll take a look first and get used to it!"

Chen Yu suddenly pulled the coffin board, and the whole space suddenly became dark, but I have to say, it was very exciting!

The key is to watch super bloody movies.

drop!
Chen Yu clicked on the DV, and what he saw was a bloody... corpse?

This guy was so hit that he looked completely different from a human being!

Does this need to be fixed too?
Listening to the DV sound coming from the coffin, a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Baoxin's face.

This guy recommended by Chen Guoren is quite interesting.

He thought that the other party would spit it out immediately after watching the DV, but he didn't expect that his mental quality was quite strong?
Chen Yu was of course nothing. These bloody corpses were actually a piece of cake for a group performer.

I’ve played dead bodies, I’ve watched heavy-duty dramas, but I haven’t seen any battles, so I haven’t been exposed to the real scene.

buzzing-

The mobile phone on Yang Baoxin suddenly rang.

"Ha ha!"

Old Yang smiled suddenly. He knocked on the coffin, and Chen Yu pulled open the coffin board with a normal expression: "What's wrong, Mr. Bao?"

"You're lucky to be alive on the first day!"

"Let's go, the test has changed. Come with me to the scene to see it. If you can endure it, I will start teaching you tonight!"

Snapped!
Yang Baoxin pressed the phone, and a series of anxious Japanese words came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Baoxin-san, I have to trouble you to come to Saitama Hospital again. A car accident patient has passed away!"

(End of this chapter)