I live my life in Tokyo

"It's okay to sign something as small as an autograph."

Aoyama Hiro shrugged. He swears to God that he had never thought of arresting Sakakibara Kaede on the spot. Although Sakakibara Kaede stayed at STARS during his leisure time, ate snacks of different flavors, controlled his diet at the buffet, and acted like Ge You in the audio-visual room, he was still very serious during work hours.

Changing the subject, "It will probably take a few weeks for the ad for All-Powerful Soda to be approved. I've seen the content, it's pretty good. Are you satisfied with that guy Oshima?"

"Is the order wrong?" Sakakibara Kaede pointed out the grammatical error sharply.

Aoyama Hiro glared at Sakakibara Kaede and grinned, "You don't have to pay taxes for empty talk. Oshima is my old classmate. We have worked together twice before, and now he is my competitor."

"I'm almost ready, go ahead, I hope I can pass it in one go."

Waiting outside at this time were not only the excited students of Toyosaki Academy, but also several crew members who currently had no roles to play. Rather than having the cold wind blowing on their faces on the playground, they would rather stay indoors with the heater on.

Kaede Sakakibara came to the table, on which were two science textbooks and a notebook.

This plot is very easy to say, it's just learning.

But this easy plot has a lot of weird actors, and in single shots like this one, any unnatural details are magnified to the maximum.

I learned it when I was acting. If it was easy to write, I had to control the ease that was unconsciously revealed on my face. If it was difficult to learn, I would usually get stuck and my expression would not be able to maintain harmony.

The definition of this scene is still relatively broad, it is just pure learning.

Kaede Sakakibara sat down with the help of a chair. He twisted his neck and noticed the location of the camera.

There are two cameras, one on the left and one on the right, at close range, as well as one on the table opposite, and another camera at the end of the corridor ready to be moved.

He shifted his gaze to the textbook, casually turned a page, and picked up the pen in his right hand.

Aoyama Hiro nodded secretly. The moment Sakakibara Kaede picked up the pen, he felt absolute concentration and confidence. No matter what difficult problem was in front of him, he could solve it in ten steps with the pen in his hand.

There is a biting cold wind outside the window, and a warm spiritual palace inside the window. Several girls pass by with soft laughter, talking about class gossip in a low voice, and two boys are playing tic-tac-toe on their notebooks, competing with each other.

At the end of the sight is a wooden table next to the window. Strangely enough, there are many people sitting at other tables, but only one person is sitting at this wooden table.

A male student with messy hair.

Across the bookshelf were the first-year high school students who were chatting animatedly. They controlled their volume, but still laughed a lot.

That side is orange and full of vibrant high school life.

On this side of the bookshelf, the boy has dark circles under his eyes and wears relatively old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and the numerical formulas in his pen are flying on the paper.

He pursed his lips and said nothing. What was happening around him was from another world and was out of touch with him.

Boys cannot feel or understand their laughter, anger, and debauchery.

What color is this high school life? It is as plain as water, tasteless, he turned into a drop of water and flowed into the crowd, and his figure could not be found at all.

Maybe, men’s youth is transparent.

Chapter 4: Fame and fortune are like floating clouds to me (k)

He turned his profile towards the camera, revealing a bit of thoughtfulness. After a moment, a light of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips and began to write.

Written on the paper are complicated and numerous formulas. At first glance, there are not many numbers, and there are more symbols than numbers.

After finishing one question, there is the next one. With youth as the foundation, we run forward step by step. Most people's high school years are like this. There is no love, hate, or vengeance in light novels. They often have nothing to do with class gossip. They just laugh a few times when everyone laughs, trying to blend in and become a part of them.

The youth of such people is repressed.

I am totally unable to express what I want to say or what I want to do.

It’s hard to refuse classmates’ requests if you can’t say no clearly.

It is dispensable and is as transparent as water during the three years of high school.

But they are just like most people. They can cry and laugh, be happy and sad, study hard, and also be lazy and play games.

They will be confused.

They will be confused.

They will also fight.

They will shine too.

There is nothing wrong with the fact that youth is transparent. Just go with the flow, take things as they come, be responsible for yourself, be the best version of yourself, and have a clear conscience.

The setting sun poured down obliquely, giving the boy a light golden outline. His face showed no joy or sadness, only an emotion called concentration slowly fermenting in the library at dusk.

"——CUT."

The scene ended, the boy stood up, stretched his upper body with his back to the warm sun, and took off his black-framed glasses.

Aoyama Yo stared at the math formula he wrote, unable to speak for a long time. He now remembered that when they first met, Sakakibara Kaede expressed his desire to study mathematics at the University of Tokyo. He performed the study part so vividly that even the keyboard warriors who specialized in picking on unpopular things could not find any fault with it.

This part passed with full marks and did not need to be re-shot.

Success lies in the perception of the lens.

In several shots, the boy deliberately turned his body towards the camera, which allowed the audience to see the boy's movements and writing and drawing more intuitively - although no one spoke in this scene and there was no physical contact, silence was better than words.

"Um, Sakakibara-san, I really like your acting, can you give me an autograph?"

Honorific.

Kaede Sakakibara, who was drinking water and resting, was unexpectedly approached by someone. What surprised him even more was that a student actually asked him for his autograph.

In the corner of his sight, Qingshan Yang was winking at him.

Was the response to the first episode so great? In his opinion, neither the role nor the acting skills were as good as those of several famous actors. Mai Sakurajima stood aside and watched the show, and no students asked her for an autograph.

Or is it that Sakurajima-senpai's aura is too strong, making people intimidated?

Sakakibara Kaede, who was still hesitant, saw the girl biting her lip and looked even more nervous than him. He smiled at her, took the pen from her hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Where do you sign?"

"Oh, please sign here."

The girl woke up as if from a dream, and quickly took out a photo with a tape texture. The photo showed Kitahara Hiroshi's profile facing the stars.

After writing the name with a marker pen, the girl jumped up and down with joy, then blushed slightly because of her action, and bowed and thanked Sakakibara Kaede.

"too exaggerated."

The man sighed, unscrewed the bottle cap again and took a sip of water.

Mai Sakurajima only regarded this as a man's Versailles, "There will be many opportunities like this in the future, Sakakibara-senpai."

Sakakibara Kaede caught the teasing in Sakurajima Mai's words and explained helplessly, "I'm really surprised. After all, from which perspective, the person who should ask for the autograph is not me, but Sakurajima-senpai, or Kashima-senpai, or Higuchi-senpai."

"I didn't have many scenes and couldn't leave a lasting impression on people, so I thought it was exaggerated."

Mai Sakurajima held her chin with her hand and looked at Kaede Sakakibara's profile with a strange look in her eyes.

"At this moment, I don't know whether you are being modest or you really think your role is not worth mentioning."

"I like it very much." Sakurajima Mai looked at Sakakibara Kaede seriously, her indigo eyes full of strong will, "Whether it's a monologue under the starlight or falling asleep in class, I like your acting very much."

"A person's acting skills have nothing to do with the role they play. A short performance can better test an actor's overall ability. Under the starlight, you attract everyone's attention. The stars are dazzling. In that scene, you are the leading actor."

"Your lack of sleep and laziness between classes made the audience think that you were a completely different person from the ambitious young man under the starlight. This is a feeling of disconnection in the same character that many actors find difficult to express."

“This sense of separation is the essence of the character.”

“…Really? Thank you, Sakurajima-senpai.” Sakakibara Kaede listened to the affirmation from her senior in the industry, Sakurajima Mai, and thanked her with a gentle smile.

Sakurajima Mai cleared her throat after summarizing in a businesslike manner, then walked towards Aoyama Hiroshi. She had her own part to perform next, and she needed to confirm the details again.

The man who was suddenly affirmed felt a little uncomfortable. His scenes for the day were almost over. If everything went well in the filming, he and Higuchi Madoka would have a brief scene together tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Seeing him studying hard in the library every day, the leading female character came up with the idea of ​​inviting him to join the literature club. On one side, there was a sincere attempt to win him over, while on the other side, there was a refusal out of concern. Although the two characters were not an official couple in the play, there was a fierce battle over the issue of joining the club.

Sakakibara Kaede hasn't seen that part of the dialogue yet, but he didn't care much. He was also paying attention to Senior Higuchi. He was quite ashamed of the other party's natural attitude and understanding of the role.

The phone in his pants vibrated slightly. Sakakibara turned on the screen and found it was a notification from LINE.

The crew is not allowed to bring mobile phones during the filming process, but they can use them however they want during breaks. This is a hard and fast rule.

The man just opened Line and found a highlighted message in the densely packed chat bar.

When Sakakibara opened the crew group, she saw the message that Director Aoyama had recently sent.

The agency is treating us to dinner tonight to celebrate the positive reviews and ratings of the TV series.

Soon after the message appeared, some people began to join in the laughter. Sakakibara Kaede sent a little bear like expression and left the group chat.

The chat box on the entire screen was filled with messages congratulating him. Classmates who had previously had little interaction with each other seemed to have finally discovered that they had a mysterious companion, and no one knew where they got his phone number. Their words were filled with visible politeness and enthusiasm.

Faced with these texts, Sakakibara Kaede edited and responded to them.

Among the many decent courtesies, Koichiro Yuki's words were short, powerful and full of strength: "I'd like to invite you to dinner."

At the same time, he also attached the exercises and notes he did when he took the entrance exam for the University of Tokyo. Some of them were electronic versions, but most of them were scanned formats. How much work must this be?

"Excuse me, can you give me an autograph?"

At some point, a girl appeared quietly at the side, startling the man.

He seemed like a security guard in an assassination game, and the latter was like the protagonist controlled by the game player, who could be killed with just a stealth assassination.

Fortunately, he was a fan, not an assassin.

After the first time, the second time was relatively skilled, and Sakakibara Kaede left her signature on her transparent phone case.

A casual look appeared on the man's face. After the second time, there will be a third time and a fourth time.

. . .

"Our Daily Life as a High School Student has received more than half four-star and five-star reviews on Yinghua.com, and the current score is 4.2!"

"4.2, doesn't that mean it's a huge kill in the same period?"

"Don't get so excited. In my opinion, the score will definitely be higher than 4.5 after the second episode is released this Friday."

Bragging is not against the law, and bragging after drinking is even less so... As we walked away, most of the crew members were minors, high school students, and most of them drank soda and juice.

The time they spend shooting on the set is far longer than the time they spend sitting in the classroom writing. Compared with classmates in school whom they have never met or meet very rarely, the partners who study together in the office for a few months can perhaps be called friends.

STARS has booked a barbecue restaurant, which is decorated with picturesque scenery. Not only does the restaurant cover a large area, but there is also an internal courtyard for guests to cool off.

"Pay attention to your image. You are all actors."

Aoyama Hiroshi and Nakagawa Yuji, several adults from the director team, sat at a table. The former was dipping barbecue into the pot and drinking by himself. He squinted his black eyes and said, "You are not famous now, so the photos taken may not have much effect. Once you become famous, everything you did and said before will be made public and exposed clearly."

After hearing what Qingshan Yang said, the actors who had been behaving in a wanton manner immediately sat up straight, smiled, and started chatting and laughing.

Suddenly he looked like a human being.

“I have over 500 followers, haha.”

Uehara sat next to Sakakibara, with a piece of barbecue in his mouth. He took the initiative to show the crew members at the table the Twitter account he had entrusted to the agency to operate. Sakakibara took a look and found that there were many likes under the updates he forwarded, but there were very few comments.

Except for a few leading actors and important supporting roles, the Twitter accounts of other people were not officially promoted.

For example, Xiao Langjun's account was exposed by the official Weibo account of STARS agency, which caused his Twitter followers to quickly reach four digits.

This is an era where everything depends on flow.

“But I got a lot of hate messages.”

Uehara sighed softly, smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe my acting is too realistic, so the audience hates me. Well... this is considered a pass for my acting skills."

"I still haven't experienced the anti-bar experience." Sakakibara Kaede sighed regretfully, thinking back to the days when he was in power and as fierce as a tiger, and was a big shot in the anti-bar. Learning the methods of fishing and provoking fights from his predecessors gave him the illusion of a modern version of the Thirty-Six Stratagems.

"Uehara, do you want to be popular with the audience?" Sakakibara refilled his drink. "Like playing a popular decent role?"

"Sakakibara, what you said... is true. I want to be popular."

The boy with blond slicked back hair pursed his lips and clenched his fingers tightly. "I was considered a bad boy when I was in school. Although I studied hard and was eager to help others, under the tinted glasses of others, I was a bad boy who was constantly paying for the crimes I committed. Just because of my appearance, they gave me a setting that didn't belong to me from the beginning."

“I hate judging people by appearances.”

The glass was grasped tightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of the drink, his thick eyebrows twisted, and he confided in himself, "Whenever something bad happens in the class, I am the first one to be suspected of doing it. Even excellent test scores are considered to be plagiarism. Tell me, what kind of logic is this!"

"Then, after I dropped out of school, I studied at an acting school every day. I wanted to use my acting skills to tell them that in this world that judges people by their appearance, I can also be the protagonist!"

"A very childish reason, right?"

"How can acting be such an inconvenient thing?"

Sakakibara Feng shook his head seriously and said word by word, "I have great respect for you, Uehara-san. Your dream will definitely come true. There are many different protagonists in TV dramas, and there is always one that suits you and allows you to shine in front of the screen."

"To give you a simple analogy, have you seen Tiger and the Dragon?"