I'm here to form a band, what do you want to do!

"...Ah?" Ito Rin looked at her.

"This is the time when you two were dating and your relationship was very sweet. Why do you look like you're about to die?"

"Feel sorry……"

Ito Rin, who accidentally immersed herself in her own world and expressed her emotions too much, sincerely apologized.

Sitting on the bench, Hong Xia was enjoying her sweet time and looking at the two of them with a smile.

"Go on, be careful this time, you have to show the feeling of a lover, just treat her as your girlfriend." Yamada Ryo instructed him.

“…” Ito Rin was speechless.

I looked down at Hong Xia and thought of Nagasaki Suyo, but I couldn't connect the two together at all!

"It's okay, I don't mind," she said.

Sister, of course you don’t mind. I’m the one who minds!

But she is willing to perform substitute literature, so Ito Rin has to cooperate.

The plot of this part is that after they fall in love, they show their affection in a street park in Tokyo. Although this is not a park, when it is shown on the screen, it should be not much different from a park.

As soon as he sat down on the bench and held her hand, Ito Rin was about to speak when Hongxia's head immediately leaned on his shoulder.

The person in charge of filming did not call for a stop, and Ito Rin, whose body was stiff, did not dare to be careless at all in order to avoid reshooting.

He slowly and firmly reached out his hand and put his arm around Hong Xia's waist.

I didn't dare hug too tightly because of the clothes, but I could clearly feel the tension of the person next to me.

He turned sideways, looked at Hongxia's blushing cheeks, and whispered a few words. She smiled coquettishly, tilted her head back, and gazed at Ito Rin's cheek affectionately.

After standing up and walking forward along the path, Yamada Ryo finally called for a stop and was very satisfied with this shot.

"Huh." Ito Rin immediately let go of Hongxia, jumped in front of the camera, and looked at the screen with a sad face.

It was perfect, but how was he going to explain the moves to Nagasaki Suyo?

This is another headache-inducing problem.

"What's next?" After shooting the long shot, Yamada Ryo's spirits were much lowered.

"It's expected to be nearly half an hour long, with quite a few scenes, including my first meeting with Ito Rin, him getting hit and killed by a car, me writing to his hometown, and then becoming pen pals with his ex-girlfriend..."

"There's no need to film the crash scene," Ito Rin said seriously. "Just use black and white to hint at the transition."

"I have a good idea." Yamada Ryo raised his hand proactively, his malicious look making people feel uneasy.

"You just don't have any good ideas."

"When the time comes, I will print your photo in black and white and place it in front of the Buddha statue. That's how I treated Kita's photo anyway. As long as the audience is not stupid, they should understand." Yamada Ryo looked very expectant.

How obsessed are you with black and white photos? And you should apologize to Xiao Xiduo as soon as possible.

She just ran away, she didn't really die!

He rubbed his temple and said to Hong Xia, "I can understand why only seniors can be friends with her."

Hongxia glanced at Yamada Ryo with a smile.

Yamada Ryo glared at him: "Huh? Weren't we friends some time ago?"

"I'm sorry, but I really don't want to say anything more to someone who wants to hang me on the wall."

She shrugged. "But seriously, it's a good idea."

Ito Rin remained silent, and the director Hongxia made the final decision to use this shot as Ito Rin's farewell.

“I don’t want to be hung there.”

"Then film the scene where he gets hit and killed."

"..."

Ito Rin is good at compromise. Compared to being hit by a car, he thinks the black and white photo is acceptable.

Volume 2: Chapter 41 Let’s Sing “Spring Shadow”

The crowd was bustling, and Ito Rin avoided the sight of others and moved back and forth nimbly through the gaps.

There were few clouds in the azure sky in the distance, and the tall buildings next to the station blended into the early morning sunlight.

He stopped in front of a convenience store on the street, bought a piece of bread, and ate it while walking.

I was busy filming yesterday and got home very late. I had a simple dinner and had no time to prepare breakfast.

The sports festival is still two days away, but it has nothing to do with him anymore. His main task now is to make Soyo accept his behavior in the movie.

The train to school passed by, and Ito Rin stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

Although she allowed herself to participate in the photo shoot, Ito Rin, who thought she knew girls well enough, knew very well that agreeing to the photo shoot did not mean allowing such intimacy.

On the way to school, he frowned, wondering what to say so that Ms. Nagasaki wouldn't get angry.

In any case, you must not delay it until the movie is officially released. Trying to explain it clearly in that situation will be like a dream.

"Ito, smile."

At the shoe cabinet, Ito Rin, who was changing shoes, looked towards the source of the sound.

"What are you doing?" he said helplessly.

Hongxia flipped through the camera and was very satisfied with the expression he captured. Maybe it could be used in the movie.

"I thought there would be some good shots at the sports festival, so I brought my camera." She skillfully put the camera away and slung it over her shoulder.

"Let me state in advance that I would never film something like that in school."

It was fine in front of Yamada Ryo yesterday because they knew each other. But if someone found out at school, there would definitely be rumors.

"You haven't had the chance to film yet. The scenes are almost finished."

"Really? Oh my god, why didn't you say that earlier."

"There's just one more part." She spoke slowly.

Feeling Ito Rin's frustrated look, Hong Xia explained logically: "We've finished filming our scenes, but there's still her part. Since your girlfriend hasn't had time, we haven't started it yet."

"That's okay." Ito Rin relaxed.

It doesn't matter how outrageous the plot with Nagasaki Motoyo is, unless the great director Ijichi is deliberately making fun of him.

"Are you so happy without me?" Hong Xia followed him out of the shoe closet and said with a smile, "I'm going to be sad."

Ito Rin rubbed her fingers and gave her a strange look.

When they reached the corner where the first and second grades separated, he said, "No, actually. I just didn't want to see Shigaraki Suyo lose his temper."

The sports festival on the second day was much more popular than yesterday afternoon, not only because of the time, but also because the club competition was about to begin.

"There's no baseball game," Nagasaki Hiro repeated, a look of disappointment on his face.

As the most popular ball sport in the island nation, many people are interested in baseball. It is even common for a beautiful love story to happen because of a baseball game!

The latter part was added by Nagasaki Hiro without permission. If Ito Rin were to say, there may not be any love stories in baseball games, but the benches outside the baseball field are definitely a high-incidence location for accidents.

"Aren't you a newcomer?" asked Ando Takao.

"correct."

"Even if there's a competition, you'll definitely just be a marginal player. Do you really want to use this to get attention?"

If Ito Rin hasn't felt the atmosphere of seniors and juniors in the class, then the club can definitely satisfy anyone's fantasy.

Anyway, big guys like Nagasaki Hiroshi are the ones that baseball teams have the most of.

“…” He scratched his hair, speechless.

Seeing Hongxia waving at him beside the playground, Ito Rin said a few words to them, and ran towards the seniors under their contemptuous and envious gazes.

"Aren't the two of you enough?" Yamada Ryo, who didn't want to come at all but was forcibly dragged here by Hongxia, struggled desperately.

"Damn." Hong Xia refused with both hands. "You should move more. Besides, this is our band's movie. Have you ever thought about playing a role?"

"I've thought about it, but my role has been taken by his girlfriend." Yamada Ryo said heartlessly.

Seeing their strange expressions, he rolled his eyes and told them not to let their imagination run wild: "It's your ex-girlfriend's role. No, it's the role your current girlfriend is in charge of. No, that's not right. I was originally planning to play opposite Hong Xia!"

The more she explained, the more confusing it became. Ito Rin held the camera and simply ignored them.

During the sports festival, the school playground was very lively, and naturally, other places were much quieter. It was natural to find many scenes suitable for taking pictures.

Let Hongxia sit under a big tree with a few yellow branches and leaves still left, and then Ito Rin took a picture.

"I am bored."

As always, Yamada Ryo was hesitant and had no strong interest in activities other than music.

"Senior, please act like a senior!"

"Yeah, that's not impossible. You, go buy me a drink."

"I didn't ask you to act like this. So, are you three planning on being extras in a movie?"

Ito Rin pointed the camera at her, hoping to awaken Yamada Ryo's sense of responsibility as a senior.

This was obviously talking to a deaf ear. She made arrogant gestures and did not feel the slightest sense of responsibility.

"Otherwise, I took a look and the only role suitable for us is the extra."

"Then the three of us will be Hong Xia's best friends who will accompany her at your funeral."

"There's actually a funeral. Thank you."

"You're welcome, just shoot at my house when the time comes."

Ito Rin was silent. On the one hand, she was desperate that she couldn't understand what she said, but on the other hand, she understood why Mrs. Yamada was planning to kick her out.

Is it normal for a normal person to hold a funeral for someone else at home?

Even if it's fake, it's still too scary.

"It's not that exaggerated." Hong Xia stood up. "She just used her family's Buddhist altar and put up your photo there."

In fact, Hongxia was not used to this matter. Her expression revealed embarrassment. Looking at the complacent Yamada Ryo, she sighed and was speechless.

What a weirdo.

On the playground, there was the sound of passionate music and the cheers of the cheerleaders.

The three people, standing apart from the crowd, tacitly and silently searched for a new location suitable for filming.

It was not until noon that Ito Rin, who had been busy all morning, returned to the classroom and lay listlessly on the table.

He has good physical strength, but it shouldn't be wasted like this, especially since he is the one who is carrying the equipment.

"Is this the tiredness of happiness?" Nagasaki Hiroshi asked Ando Takao.

"Absolutely. In my opinion, this guy will definitely become a scumbag." Ando Takao nodded, very sure.

"That's enough, you two." Ito Rin raised her head unhappily.

"You didn't sleep?" Nagasaki Hiro pretended to be surprised.

"Nonsense." Ito Rin rolled her eyes, reached into the desk and took out her cell phone.

Shimokitazawa High School does not have any restrictions on bringing mobile phones. After all, it is a bit unnecessary to do such a thing in a high school where school ends at around 3 o'clock.

"Tell the truth quickly, what is your relationship with Ijichi-senpai!" The boys are just as gossipy as the girls.

"Yeah." Ito Rin said casually, frowning as she looked at the message on her phone.

Then he picked up his wallet and cell phone and left the classroom openly but stealthily. The two people who were left behind looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Going on a date?" Ando Takao guessed.

"With whom."

"I don't know about that. It doesn't feel like she's my girlfriend."

This is just them judging others by their own standards. The only person who could make Ito Rin give up staying in school and skip classes without saying a word is of course Nagasaki Suyo.

In front of the school gate, Ito Rin looked around and finally saw his girlfriend under a big tree next to the gate.

She wore a black short-sleeved shirt, a dark red sweater, and jeans.