Tokyo Sound

This time it’s real food, not the kind with human meat barbecued pork buns.

The Komori Village in the story is a small village located in a village in the Tohoku region, while the actual filming location is in Iwate Prefecture, a large agricultural and forestry county with rich fishery and mineral resources. With such a natural environment, its tourism resources will not be bad either.

Yin Ze had read the script and the project plan in advance and found that it was exactly as the agent said. He, the male lead, had very few scenes... The reason why he was the male lead was because there were not many main characters in the whole play. The narrative structure and mode of this movie are quite special. It is like a documentary and a landscape film, but it is basically a feature film with a weak story. Most of the time, the daily trivialities, the rising and setting of the sun, and the rotation of the four seasons are viewed from the perspective of the heroine.

The male protagonist is the neighbor who comes to visit occasionally. The two of them get together to repair circuits and eat together.

In today's fast-paced era, this kind of planning is quite unique.

No wonder, he was not even notified to audition even though he was supposed to appear in the film. I guess they used Kiyosato Akira as an example, and he definitely passed the test in terms of image, so they just invited him to go.

After memorizing the few lines in seconds, Master Yin's heart was filled with joy and anticipation. It was because the small number of scenes meant that he would finish work early. He would have a lot of free time to hang out outside, and he was using his agent's money!

The man has skipped the filming and started researching the local attractions and local specialties in advance.

Hehe, look at this Xiaoyanjing Farm, which covers an area of ​​2600 hectares. You can visit the milk and butter production process, and experience horse riding and archery. After riding so many modern metal mounts, you can finally ride a traditional horse for once. Moreover, milking a cow yourself can better demonstrate the title of the Tauren Chieftain.

The local product, Pure Love apples, are crispy, delicious, large and plump. Suk, who always littered the ground with little black notebooks, was crying with envy.

The soba noodles also looked authentic. After all, buckwheat is mainly grown in Morioka, Hanamaki and other areas of Iwate Prefecture, and a noodle competition is held every year to attract attention.

Master Yin was scrolling through the local tourism brochures on his mobile phone. He was so excited that he couldn't hold back his desire to have fun at his own expense. He picked up his bag and went out, heading towards the station.

Get started!

Riding on the Tohoku Shinkansen, the man looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window, and felt more and more a sense of liberation. The bright sun in the sky shone through the glass on his face, full of the warmth of adventure.

Ten minutes later, the man took some photos with his cell phone.

After 30 minutes, the man began to do nothing, and played a crosstalk show in his mind, taking advantage of the beauty of the journey.

After 60 minutes, the man's butt was numb and he slumped in the seat. His eyes no longer had the excitement they had before, and he had already drawn the car curtains to block out the damn, harsh, high-temperature ultraviolet rays.

After nearly an hour and a half's ride, Yin Ze finally got off the train, dragging his backpack tiredly. As soon as he got off the train, he was enveloped by the hot summer air. He put on a hat and sunglasses, and bought a bottle of ice drink from a vending machine to restore his strength.

I lowered my head and continued to check the itinerary. I was going to Oshu City, Norikawa District.

So I started taking and changing buses again.

I felt a little numb by the end.

Traveling is good, but traveling is not good. So I admire cyclists and backpackers, who can really endure the wind, sun, and dust. Similarly, life is good, but life is not perfect.

After reaching here, we can finally take a breath, but problems also come with it. The further we go, the more remote it becomes. We can see large areas of plains and mountains, and modern high-rise buildings are gradually replaced by low-rise houses. It is similar to the situation of Sakura Ayane's grandfather's house, but it is more sparsely populated.

At least at my grandfather's house, the cell phone signal is still full.

Yin Ze was a little troubled, as he couldn't find a special bus route leading to the mountain village, so he rented a second-hand car in the city and drove to his destination according to the map.

The view was gradually covered by the green mountains, the asphalt road was a little wet, and the egrets stopped at the treetops and flapped their wings and flew away when they heard the engine sound. The car was facing uphill, and the horsepower was slightly insufficient. The manual transmission was easily stalled or slipped if the climbing operation was improper. However, the experienced driver was experienced and understood the performance of the car in a short distance.

When going downhill, the wind coming in from the car window was warm and cool. The air conditioner in the car was not very powerful. When he saw the mysterious and deserted village, the man was already sweating through his clothes. He saw wild fruits growing in all seasons, smoke from cooking surrounded by greenery, and old people working in the fields. This clean and clear side of life somewhat offset the mental fatigue along the way, eliminated the restlessness of the summer, and made people calm.

Yin Ze parked the car on the side of the road, got out and stretched himself. The green shade and breeze were nature's air conditioner. He took out his phone and took a few photos. When he was young, he was not very keen on taking photos, especially family photos when traveling outside. The young man did not like quietness and felt itchy when away from the Internet. He also regarded accompanying the elders to the farm as a task, and even felt that the family portrait seemed too formulaic.

Later, we were apart for a long time and realized that the friendship hidden deep in my heart was like a rootless duckweed. Love and yearning must have a carrier, otherwise it would be empty. The corridor of life can trace back all the memories, just like giving the duckweed a root, but no matter how brilliant and beautiful the castle in the air is, it is just a mirage.

If love cannot be touched or seen, it is just a smear of cream on your lips.

Yin Ze breathed in the fresh air, which was rare in the big city, and continued driving towards the village. Along the way, he saw an old man wearing a straw hat. He waved to him, and the old man also waved back kindly.

"Uncle, I have a question. Is there a film crew here shooting?" Yin Ze asked.

"Yes, yes. Just walk to the front and you will see the sheds they have built." The old man spoke with a simple dialect accent.

After thanking him, Yin Ze drove for a while and saw a few simple rain shelters. Looking at the lights and cameras, he knew he was in the right place. Most of the locals were carrying farm tools, so who would handle these things?

Even though it was just a temporary mount and a fleeting encounter, the little white dragon kindly gave Xiaocheche a name.

The man parked the "Countryside Little Farmer" on one side and walked over there. He found an old man wearing a peaked cap, smiling a little greasy, and moving a tripod, and asked in a magnetic bass voice, "Hello, Mr. Stage Manager, I am an actor who is here to participate in our project. Where is the director?"

The older brother looked up blankly and hesitated for a few seconds, "Uh, I'm the director..."

"——Ah, I see. No wonder I felt that you had a different temperament from the others, and were particularly calm. You are indeed the core of the crew, doing everything yourself, and your every move is as clear as a mountain spring. I guess it's due to your accumulated talent."

The man was not embarrassed at all. He gave compliments first and then introduced himself.

"I'm Takizawa Satoru from IM, reporting here. I'm grateful to the crew for choosing me to participate."

"Oh, hello." The older brother also reacted, shook hands and said, "My name is Mori Zhengyi. You came so early?"

"For film shooting, the construction period is very important. They dare not delay it because of me. For this kind of team work, it is natural to arrive early, finish shooting early, and feel at ease early." The man emphasized.

"That's true. Thank you for your kindness." The director nodded.

"It should be."

"By the way, can you please take off your sunglasses?"

"of course can."

The man took off his sunglasses.

The director looked at them out of professional instinct. He has been in the industry for many years and has seen many actors and artists, big and small, and is used to seeing handsome, cool, beautiful and ugly people. He was not so much looking for beauty as for whether they fit the role. But after really looking at the other person's face, he couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly.

Those were a rare pair of eyes, with clear pupils and distinct layers of pupil, iris and outer ring. A healthy cornea always has a clear glass texture with a higher refractive index, and it looks as if the eyes are always filled with the light of fireflies.

"It's really suitable for close-up... eh?" Mori Masakazu just sighed when he found that the other person's eyes changed slightly, no longer having the mysterious charm of light and restraint just now.

"Director, do you have any questions?" Yin Ze asked in surprise. He had been broadcasting crosstalk all the way, and just after taking off his glasses, he closed the corridor of life and the small video window in his field of vision.

"Nothing." Mori Zhengyi scratched his head. In fact, apart from the eyes, the overall image of this young man is solid enough, and he is a natural screen star.

Recently, the TV series "Ronin Kenshin" became a big hit, and the white-clad samurai in the series also sparked a wave of discussion, especially when they were stained with blood, the beauty mixed with misery was even more moving. There are also various images of samurai in the works over the years, but this is the only one that interprets the beauty of wabi-sabi, mono no aware, and yugen to this extent.

Rainy night, Iai, Sakura funeral, looking up. This simple little scene is like a thorn stuck in the heart. It doesn't account for a large proportion in the whole movie, but I just can't forget it.

Leisurely thoughts are beyond the clouds and mountains, leisurely feelings are before the flowers and moon, under the snowy night, there is a handsome young man.

All those young warriors and noblemen of ancient times who never left their faces and only existed in words and imagination now have a place to rely on. After eating a full visual feast, some female viewers suddenly discovered that they actually had no comparable meal replacement!

Many people left messages under the tweet to express their sympathy.

"You look good in modern clothes," said Mori Masakazu. "Even without the filters and unique looks, you can still have this movie feel in your daily life. It's really a gift from God."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yin Ze clasped his fists modestly.

“But in this movie, your role is an ordinary village boy, so it’s impossible to deliberately show your handsomeness. Instead, it will be weakened and made rough, especially your hair. It has to be cut into a convenient buzz cut or short hair. You may have to sacrifice your image.” Mori Masakazu said in advance.

"It's okay, it's my duty." Yin Ze has always been indifferent. It's just a hair cut. The weather is hot, so it's just the right time to save trouble.

"Then there's not much else. This film is mostly from Ms. Hashii's point of view."

But having said this, Mori Masakazu also truly saw such "a person who holds jade and cherishes jade" in reality. As a creator, seeing such spirituality, he couldn't help but hesitate, he said to himself.

"To be honest, considering the acting skills you showed in your debut film, it's a bit of a waste to let you play such an ordinary role..."

"Well, no waste, no waste. For an actor, there is no distinction between big roles and small roles. It's your duty to obey instructions, follow the script, and treat every detail wholeheartedly. I hate it most when other celebrities grab the spotlight." Yin Ze said quickly.

"What a great attitude! If every newcomer in the industry works hard like you and is not swayed by material desires, then there is no need to worry about the film industry not being able to regain its glory." Mori Masakazu sighed, "Director Keishi Otomo told me that you are a genius and have the temperament of a genius, but I feel that he does not understand you very well."

"Director Otomo?" Yin Ze frowned.

"Yes. After the great success of Ronin Kenshin, Director Otomo often shared his experiences, and he mentioned you among them. Director Otomo also helped your agent when he was trying to find film-related work. After all, he is an insider in the industry and knows more about the projects that are being planned. It was Director Otomo who told your agent about my film," said Mori Masakazu.

Brother Kashiwai used to be the head of the Dentsu department. He has good abilities, connections, and emotional intelligence. Some of his old acquaintances are now producers at Bona Films in Japan. It is completely understandable that he can chat and drink with director Keishi Otomo.

At least it's more normal than a voice actor having a love-hate relationship with the executive director of AQUARE ENIX because of painting.

Thinking of this, Xiaobailong felt a rare sense of recognition in his heart.

It seems that the agent is really working slowly to manage the business. I guess the day when he teams up with Toei and Tsuburaya is not far away!

"You can walk around here first and feel the local atmosphere. We can talk in detail after dinner. Ms. Hashii won't arrive until tomorrow, and the official start of the filming is the day after tomorrow. You can be more relaxed these two days. As for accommodation, I will also help you arrange it during dinner." Mori Masakazu said.

"It must be Ms. Hashii Ai, the one who auditioned for the fashion magazine Seventeen," the man recalled.

"Do you know a lot about it?" Mori Zhengyi asked doubtfully.

"No, I just have some knowledge of various photo magazines." The man said politely.

Director Masakazu Mori sensed the confidence and composure in the other party's words, and felt a sense of awe.

A few hours later, it's time to eat.

"Where's Mr. Takizawa?"

"Just now, an old lady's puppy was missing, and she came to us to ask about it. When Mr. Takizawa found out, he borrowed a pair of work gloves and went to the field to help the old lady find the dog without saying a word."

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Chapter 171 There are actors

The entire mountain was disturbed by the chirping of cicadas, but the sounds of people were so dull that it made people feel lonely.

Last night, Yin Ze successfully caught the puppy from the edge of the field before the sun set and handed it to the old lady. His enthusiasm was rewarded with delicious local dishes.

Free range chickens taste better than feed chickens, and they have the aroma of firewood.

Last night I slept in the tent that the crew had set up. There is no hotel nearby. If you want to find one, you have to drive to the nearby village office and town, which takes dozens of minutes, not to mention walking. So the director has negotiated with the villagers to rent a few houses, and they are still cleaning up.

The hot and humid environment, as if you can squeeze water out of the air, accompanies every season in Iwate Prefecture. The crew members were so hot that they got up early to move around. Yin Ze can freely control the depth and length of his sleep, so there is no situation where he does not get enough rest, but he would rather go out for a walk than listen to crosstalk in silence.

The night sky is bright with stars and little fireflies flying around.

Amid the misty green hills, a man walked along a winding path shaded by tall trees, his hands behind his back, looking out at the endless green rice seedlings.

"Ten years ago, the summers here were still quite cool, but now along with the temperature, the sales of air conditioners have also risen." The old woman said as she sat in front of the door. The lost cub was clinging to its mother, looking at the world with its aggrieved puppy eyes.

"Do you live alone?"

"And my husband."

Actually, it was the old man who drove over yesterday and asked for directions.

Call it a coincidence, but there aren't many people in the village, so it's quite normal.

"What kind of movie are you making?" the old man asked, fanning himself.

"Well, an urban woman returns to her hometown in the countryside, becomes self-reliant, does some work, and cooks," Yin Ze said.

"The director was still looking for villagers who were willing to show up. But how could we know how to do such a professional thing as acting?" the old man added.

"Not necessarily. Facts have proven that one can be a big star even if he can't act." Yin Ze said matter-of-factly, and then added, "I've only acted in one play."

"The young man is so handsome, and you can tell at first glance that he is destined to be on the big screen," praised the old man.

"And he's very kind. He helped me find the puppy yesterday evening. My eyesight isn't very good, and it's getting dark now. It's not easy to find it in the fields." The old woman said kindly, "By the way, have you had breakfast?"

"No." Yin Ze, who was concentrating on playing with the dog, looked happy.

"We have cooked porridge. If you don't mind, you can drink some. You can't eat on an empty stomach in the morning." said the old woman.

"Is this appropriate?" Yin Ze said.

"What's inappropriate about this?" the old man said cheerfully.

"That's troublesome." Yin Ze showed a sunny and cheerful smile.

A morning in the countryside is complete only when you eat crispy pickles, warm meat porridge, the sound of birdsong, and the longing gaze of an old country dog ​​nestled at your feet.

"When will you start the filming? Can I go and watch?" The old man was very excited. "It's rare to have interesting young people like you come to the village..."

"Since the director had previously expressed his intention to find villagers to appear in the film, it should be possible," said Yin Ze.

"If you are so interested, why don't you apply for the role of a passerby? There is a crew member here." The old lady joked with her husband, "After participating in the show, you will be considered a star. After the filming, you can show off to your granddaughter."

"Haha, that seems to be the case." The old man replied playfully, "Then after I finish my morning work, I'll go see if I can get some footage."

"The old man is so energetic and vigorous. At first glance, he was the most handsome man in our village back then." Yin Ze raised his thumb while drinking porridge.

"That's right. I used to be a resident singer in a dance hall. My small steps were very graceful." The old man stroked his chin, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

"Our grandmother must have been a great beauty in the past to be able to capture the heart of someone like you," Yin Ze said again.

"I want to emphasize that he was the one who pursued me first." The old woman said solemnly.

"Yes, yes, it's not easy." The old man nodded repeatedly.

"As the saying goes, love is deep, like the sunset in the mountains and the rain in late autumn." Yin Ze sighed, "There are so many picture books about love in the world. After seeing your two people's love until old age, I know that the classics from ancient times to the present are not deceiving."

"Hmph, forget about him. He just knows how to complain all day long. It's just that we're at this age and can't live without him. We just make do with our lives." The old woman snorted.

"Young man, as someone who has been through this, I want to teach you something. No matter how old a woman is, she will always be shy in front of the person she likes." The old man said seriously.

"You are so old and still haven't done anything serious. Hurry up and take your hoe and go to the fields." The old woman frowned.