Tokyo Sound

The man, who was unfamiliar with the place, felt very shy, and hesitated for a long time before taking over the position of an older brother to solve the chess endgame. After winning a few small games to gain confidence, he moved to the poker area.

But after two hours of coming and going, for some reason, the man felt excluded. The dealer actually rejected his application for admission and he did not miss the happy times at all.

Alas, I was bullied at work.

But Master Yin put aside his past grudges and gave his old friends some positive words before leaving: "Even though everyone has their own luck, fate is not predetermined by heaven." Repaying evil with kindness is a sign of great love and the spirit of a chivalrous hero.

I came to a strange temporary shed, handed my information to the makeup artist who was very enthusiastic even though I had just met her, and temporarily handed my body to the big sister. She took good care of me and even took out the clean costumes that had just been washed.

Under Kashiwa Ippei's instructions, Yin Ze had already dressed up beforehand, but the grooming routine for a single straight man is nothing more than cutting his hair and nails, washing his face and shaving, and plucking excess nose hair. Putting on powder or cream is out of the question. Over the years, the only thing the man has used is baby cream.

Japanese boys also have the habit of wearing makeup. Nobunaga Shimazaki has done it even if others don't say anything. I still remember that when I accompanied him to the editorial office, the nervous Nobunaga Shimazaki even took out a mirror from his schoolbag to examine himself.

"I didn't expect that someone this old would still wear a small mirror." The man shook his head.

"Haven't you ever looked at your bangs on the screen of your mobile phone?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was speechless.

"Hehe, whether it's eyebrow shaping or blemish concealer, this kind of thing is left for you to enjoy." The man said lightly.

"Who do you mean by 'you guys'?" Shimazaki Nobunaga frowned.

"Everyone except me - whether it's beauty, moisturizing, eye exercises, weight loss or learning music and art to improve temperament, if beauty is likened to material, these tricks that have been thought up with great effort are all impure!"

The man sneered.

"Yes, even these conversations are like this... Shimazaki Nobunaga, return the title of 'little handsome boy' and start with the most basic gentleness."

"You bastard..." Shimazaki Nobunaga tightly grasped the small mirror. He was a simple and honest man after all, and he felt murderous intent rising in his heart when he heard that. When Fanma Alien is animated in the future, he must grab the main role and then return it double!

The makeup artists who can work on the film crew are naturally good. I still remember that I once participated in an offline event, and the young makeup artists there couldn't even start for a while, just like the students with no basic knowledge who had been trained in an unethical institution for two and a half months. They felt embarrassed when facing Ruan Jia's beauty promotion pictures, and didn't know how to portray them in depth.

However, the professional big sister who serves many artists and celebrities is very capable and actually took more than 20 minutes to do the job.

As an original artist, Yin Ze usually watches makeup videos to supplement his knowledge of exquisite avatar performance. His current experience is that he is being refined by others... a cool-toned base makeup, enhanced eyebrows and eyes, weakened lip color, a high ponytail with a youthful feel, and he even went to great lengths to get a wig extended for this.

After putting on the costume and inserting a fake sword with a sheath but no blade into his waist, a young warrior who was well-versed in history and seemed to have come out of a faded scroll appeared.

It is a kind of miracle that transcends time and has a sense of fantasy.

He is cold, proud and aloof, with long eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, thin and lightly pursed lips, an angular face, hair that falls naturally on his forehead, and the skin on his neck is as delicate as fine porcelain.

——The affairs of the gods are endless, and I have never heard of them. The maple leaves dye the Longtian River, and the water flows deep and gurgling.

It is said that deep love does not bring longevity, and extreme wisdom will bring harm. To be so beautiful, it must be a sign of an unfair fate, little blessings and shallow destiny.

“Don’t stand too straight, stand a little to the side, a little to the side. That’s right, don’t smile, lower your head slightly, and let your eyes be a little more empty.” The older sister looked at the work, at the storybook-like characters that she had created step by step, and was so immersed in it that she quickly picked up her phone and started taking pictures.

“Ah, Souji, my Souji—” The elder sister covered her mouth and sighed, tears flashing in her eyes.

"Sister, I'm trying out for Kiyori Akira." Yin Ze couldn't help but interrupt the makeup artist who was immersed in it. Besides, there's no Souji in this play, and it hasn't even reached that stage yet.

"I'm sorry, I was absent-minded, but I have a small request. Could you please agree to it?" The elder sister hesitated to speak.

"You tell me first." Yin Ze said.

"Can you recite one of Souji's haiku?" The elder sister's eyes flickered, full of anticipation.

"…Standing still, across darkness, flowers and water"

"Wow! I didn't expect the voice to be so beautiful! So contagious! And how did you know it was this sentence?!" the older sister exclaimed.

"As a voice actor, it's reasonable for me to pronounce it better. As for how I know, I am a student of literature with a good memory. As far as I know, your favorite Souji only left this sentence before he died..."

"Thank you so much! Now there are only two things left to do. First, change your hairstyle and clothes..."

"I've been trying to figure out this hairstyle and costume for so long, but it turns out they're not mine!"

"Ahaha, sorry, I've almost never met someone like you, so I acted unconsciously. But please rest assured, it's just changing a coat and fixing my hair... Speaking of which, according to the information I got, your character needs to have a topknot, but you have a lot of hair, so it's not convenient to put on the wig." The elder sister said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, just cut it off."

"Eh? Is that ok? Although I can force it down..."

"Am I the kind of person who would delay the collective work for my own hobbies? If you can't bring yourself to do it, just give me the hair clipper." Yin Ze has always been indifferent.

When the young warrior got the hair clipper, a middle-aged man with glasses and a beard rushed in, pressed his shoulders without saying a word, and shouted warnings like a policeman ordering a kidnapper to let go of the hostages.

The man was stunned and actually put down the innocent buzzing hair clipper.

"Director, are we going to start filming? I'm sorry, I delayed you. I'll change my costumes right away--" said the makeup artist.

"No need to change, this look is very suitable for me." Otomo Keishi said firmly with burning eyes.

"Well, but according to the documents, his attire at the time was..."

"This is a comic-adapted movie, not a documentary, and the aesthetics of the picture must always take top priority!" Otomo Keishi shook his head. He squinted his eyes, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked the other party to turn around and take a look.

Good, very good, very recognizable.

I originally thought it was just a fleeting glimpse, but now that I have taken a closer look, I am sure it is correct.

It's the kind of thing that can attract attention even if it is thrown into a group photo of 100 people!

In this way, even without spending too much on camera language, the audience can still remember it and follow the original plan.

Moreover, he happens to be dressed in white, which is a perfect contrast to the killer Kenshin in black.

OK, great.

You have grudges and entanglements in the play.

We also have a connection outside of the play.

"How much do you know about the original work?" Otomo Keishi asked after calming down.

"After all, it is a very famous work. I haven't read the entire comic, but I have watched the TV series and OVA." Yin Ze nodded.

"Then I don't need to talk about the play?"

"Yes."

Otomo Keishi nodded. This is also the advantage of a popular IP. For those who have been exposed to the original work very early, they have a certain understanding of the story and the script very early on.

"You come with me."

The two people walked out of the dressing room. There was still a long time before it got completely dark. The director originally planned to just shoot a few scenes, so he thought there was enough time for preparation, but now he felt that it was not enough.

"Kenji! Come here!" Otomo Keishi called out from a distance.

A relatively younger man came running towards me energetically.

"This is our action director." Otomo Keishi introduced him briefly. "Here, uh, um, sorry, I really can't remember your name. What's your name?"

"Takizawa Satoru..." the man said helplessly.

"Oh, yes." The director nodded solemnly and said to the action director, "He is one of the actors in the scene tonight. But regarding his action choreography, I want to have a few more shots. Please try to design and explain it to him."

"What are your specific considerations?" The action director had no objection to the temporary assignment and seemed very relaxed.

"Originally, he fell to the ground after being chopped down twice, but stood up screaming both times, right? I imagined... it might seem a bit strange to perform it this way. Although there are few people in China who don't know the original work, for the audience who have never come into contact with it and don't understand the relationship between the characters, this struggle is very abrupt. So I made a small change. He shouldn't be knocked down simply by one blow. It's not a big deal to have two rounds of sword fighting," said Keishi Otomo.

"It doesn't seem like he is completely defenseless. I understand that." The action director nodded.

"Then you take care of him first and try to finish it before dinner," said Keishi Otomo.

"Okay, leave it to me."

The director patted the young warrior on the shoulder, gave him a few words of encouragement, and emphasized that he should not change his appearance. Then he ran off without stopping to start redrawing the composition of several storyboards.

"Can you use a knife, young man?" The action director had a warm smile and looked very calm, so he must have been in the industry for quite some time.

"will not."

"Oh, looking at your appearance, I really think you are a swordsman. Very handsome. It's okay. How about parkour and dancing? How about backflips?"

“Are you going to use this technique already? Isn’t it just a matter of chopping a few times?” the young warrior was surprised.

"The director has taken the initiative to help you modify the shots. This is a good opportunity. I want to help you make something handsome. This will help your career." The action director winked kindly, "Although I am a director now, I was also a small actor before. I know the hard work and difficulty of small roles."

"I think we should follow the rules and the rhythm of the story. We still have to distinguish between the main and the secondary. I am a minor supporting role, so I should do what a minor supporting role should do and carry out the duties. Otherwise, it will be a mess." The man thought.

"Oh, there are very few young people who are as clear-headed as you." The action director nodded, "Okay, I'll help you think of some simple and good-looking moves. You must have seen action movies."

"Of course, but when it comes to fighting scenes, we have to mention Hong Kong movies. I have a very high standard." The man sighed with his hands behind his back, "It's a pity that Hong Kong movies have gradually declined in recent years."

"Sure, this movie won't disappoint you too much, so be sure to go to the cinema and watch it."

"Is the crew so confident?"

“It’s me and my team who have confidence.”

The action director smiled brightly.

"Also, you just said that Hong Kong movies are finished? Haha, even though we ourselves say it's finished every year, don't underestimate the tenacity of us stuntmen who dare to jump off buildings and trains."

"you……?"

"My name is Kenji Furugaki, and I'm the only Japanese member of the Hong Kong Stuntman Guild."

Chapter 135: Complete Realm

The staff laid several cushions on the ground and put them together to create a small place to work.

In order to find inspiration, the action director took a prop knife stuck in someone's waist, but when he pulled it out, he found that the prop only had a handle but no blade.

"What kind of knife is this?" The action director was stunned as he grabbed the bare handle.

"This is high-end stuff. It's a stronger, immortal blade that surpasses the Reverse Blade Scroll. It's called the Shadowless Sword." Someone added to the settings.

Kenji Furugaki simply chose to use the scabbard for demonstration. There were a few colleagues beside him. They gathered together, had a brief discussion with each other, and then started to try out the technique.

First, one person came jogging over and knocked down the others with a few quick and steady strikes. He was very agile and the others who were injured and fell were also very agile.

The strength of skilled martial artists lies in “damage reduction”. Even if they get hit, they can effectively protect themselves.

After a show, we immediately got up to discuss the details and started rehearsing again.

Moreover, the conversation was in a mixture of Japanese and Cantonese, which was very interesting.

Master Yin has a life memory that allows him to remember things at any time, so he never has to worry about forgetting his account password. As time goes by, his memory has gradually improved, and sometimes he can recall some small things without having to search the memory bank.

Watching this action director, who always had a smile on his face, for so long really brought him back to his senses.

When Chen Zhen of Jingwu Sect went to Hongkou Dojo to challenge him, wasn't it this guy who was the first apprentice to ask questions and was pinned down by Huang Feihong? ?

"Pretty boy, come and go through the moves with me first."

After having a general idea in his mind, Kenji Furugaki waved his hand and called the young samurai who was standing in an old cadre posture nearby to come over.

"I know your conditions. Among this set of moves, only the sideways rolling and knife grabbing move is relatively difficult. Anyway, there is still time before dark, so you can try it first. If it is difficult, simplify it and design another one." Kenji Furugaki patted the man's shoulder and said encouragingly.

Of course there was nothing wrong with the young amateurs, they just stood together with the action director, and two martial artists acted as opponents and fed them the moves.

Yin Ze just copied whatever Kenji Furugaki did.

Several prop knives clashed slowly but rhythmically. This experience was like playing games with childhood friends, pretending to be heroes with sticks and clubs. Of course, it was much more sophisticated.

After a few rounds, the stance gauge was full. "Temporary Kenshin" used a sinister chest piercing to pierce "Kiyori Akira"'s body, trying to execute him. But "Kiyori Akira" held the knife in front of his chest tightly and refused to let go, and was kicked down again.

In order to demonstrate, Kenji Furugaki moved very slowly, even lying on his back and rolling to the side were very slow.

Seeing this, Yin Ze also prepared for a tactical roll.

But the makeup artist on standby was quick to pause and put a coat on the handsome boy's long dress that looked like snow before rolling it over, just like an old mother in the 80s who was worried that her baby would wipe his nose on his sleeves and forced a double sleeve on him.

After rolling, Kenji Furugaki grabbed the knife that fell next to the "corpse", climbed up, stepped forward and drew his sword to cut.

Although it was deliberately slowed down, the movements were standard and smooth, and the effect was very tasteful.

Yin Ze was even more eager to try, but the embarrassing thing was that he got stuck halfway through pulling it out, and he hesitated for a few seconds before making a wasted swing.

You can tell the buyer’s show from the seller’s show at a glance.

"Yes, that's about it. It's not complicated." Furugaki Kenji said, like a patient and capable teacher in a cram school. "Next, try to speed up and make it smoother."

So next, the young amateur rolled over a dozen times, and the action instructor came forward and corrected his posture step by step to make his rolling more aesthetic.

There is no technical threshold for this, and you can get proficient quickly. The only flaw is the part where you need to grab the sword after rolling, step on the ground and rush forward, and draw the sword to cut.

It is reasonable. After all, let alone kendo, someone is usually too lazy to go out for a walk. He talks about traveling all day long, but in fact, if the distance is more than 500 meters, he usually uses the blond foreign horse to carry him.

Therefore, the body's control and balance are slightly worse.

Next, 4 or 5 martial artists and instructors surrounded the young man and explained the key points and key points to him.

Yin Ze listened to the explanation, rolled around again, and was about to shake off the dust on his coat while panting. The makeup artist next to him stepped forward with a more standard move than he did, took out her tools, and started to do it for him, wiping the sweat off his face and putting on makeup.