Tokyo Sound

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';2 The women brought chickens and ducks to the door themselves, and lent out the kitchen. They put on aprons and helped with washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, cooking, and preparing meals.

In the end, it became a small village gathering. Dahuo ate and drank to his heart's content, and even borrowed the crew's screen to enjoy an open-air movie.

The elderly people in the village, who are usually used to going to bed early, had a lot of fun and did not go home until nearly 11 o'clock in the evening.

Shuji Okita couldn't help but sigh that he had been in the industry for many years, but this was really the first time and possibly the only time he had a filming experience like this.

At the evening banquet, the villain sat next to the producer.

"Half a catty is refreshing, one catty is still the same. Water flows from the sky to the ground, the producer has to take the lead in drinking." Someone was chanting in his ear, outputting all kinds of words steadily, like chanting a sutra, completely filling his ears with magic sound, "There is no rain in the sky but drought on the ground, but the cup just now doesn't count. Drinking makes your face blush, and you will be young again. Producer, come on, drink one!"

"You're full of rhymes. Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance exam?" The producer couldn't refuse the kindness, and after a few drinks, he couldn't take it anymore and retorted.

"I'm a doctoral student." Someone was stunned and corrected.

"..." The producer was speechless. I'm just afraid that the villain culture is high.

"Brother Okita, you know I'm not good at speaking, but thanks to your help, I have made such great progress in my work. I must toast you with this glass of wine. I'll drink it first as a token of my respect!" Someone turned his head.

"Mr. Yakusho, I really appreciate your trust and support for me all the time. I won't say any more polite words. My gratitude is all in the wine. I toast you with this glass and wish us a pleasant cooperation." Someone turned his head again.

"Assistant Director, I wish our film a success and I wish everyone good health and all the best. Let's have a banquet today to celebrate the completion of the filming!" Someone turned his head three times.

"What? The ending song is sung by a singer named Hoshino Gen? How could such a thing happen? Nothing... I just simply think that this person is worthy of being a public enemy. No more words, let's go!" Someone stood up and went to other tables with a glass of wine.

What kind of memetic contamination is this?

The producer was stunned. It had only been half a month, why were all the people laughing uncontrollably when they talked to him?

The hearts of the entire crew were stolen?!

And why did the creators show a gratified expression of "this kid is very talented"?

Didn't you see that he was so skilled in blowing from the bottle? He's an absolute drunkard and has absolutely no bad habits!

"I don't know when and where we will meet next time." The makeup artist sister was filled with reluctance.

"If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again. I want to give you this bracelet as a token of my gratitude for your care these days." Yin Ze's voice was gentle, and he took off a string of handicrafts from his left wrist.

"This, this is so precious." The bracelet still had the residual warmth of Bai Yueguang's wrist. The makeup artist sister had never expected to be given such a precious thing. Presumably, this thing had accompanied him for at least ten or even nine years, right?

"Producer, do you want it?" Yin Ze asked.

“Didn’t you send them all out? Could there be more?” the producer wondered.

"Hehe, it's nothing to mention. I have necklaces, not to mention bracelets." Yin Ze smiled heartily and took out two big bags from his schoolbag. They were filled with accessories bought from the village store, arranged just like wholesale.

"Haha! Now you know! He is a hypocritical fraudster!" The producer could not have imagined that the other party would not even pretend and was ecstatic about his self-explosion. He struck while the iron was hot and took advantage of the situation to loudly announce the true face of this beast to others.

"Although its rarity has decreased, it is still a gift anyway." The makeup artist sister was very clear-headed. "Anyway, I will keep it well."

"Yes, it is still very commemorative. I will probably never forget Shirakawa Town in the future." Okita Shuji nodded.

"This scene was filmed like a trip, which is really unexpected." Yakusho Kanji also smiled and shook his head.

The producer was silent and drank in silence. He had the sad feeling of a lone hero. Facing the darkness that controlled the whole world and the inevitable Ragnarok, he was powerless and could only quietly accept the fate of destruction.

Chapter 14 I am the General of Kyoto Animation

On the fourth day after the emotional buffet, the filming of the movie "Woodpecker and Rain" was finally completed. As a top actor, Yakusho Kanji could not stay too long, and soon returned to Tokyo alone with his luggage. Before leaving, he naturally signed a lot of autographs for the second male lead. This cooperation left a deep impression on the two actors, and they both recognized each other's strength.

Especially Yin Ze, who relied on the corridor of life to act with him. His precise facial and body control, like a machine, was enough to make his performance vivid and received excellent reviews. But the more so, the more you can appreciate the power of the old actors. The accumulation and tempering of decades can never be compared with the assistance of the corridor.

The Corridor of Life is indeed powerful. In industries and fields with a high degree of compatibility, such as singing and acting, which are jobs that rely on physical functions and proficiency, it can allow users to easily become a "veteran", but that's all.

If it is just pure technology, anyone can achieve something as long as they study hard for ten years. But if you want to reach the top, it is closely related to life. External environment, personality, age, and concepts are all factors. Just like art, in fact, anyone can make a good painting with patience, but the further you go, the more you need a strong and passionate heart. For the great painters who have left their names in history, art is even a belief.

Yin Ze has held the Life Corridor for so long. In addition to adapting to super memory and body control, he has also further explored and developed overclocking. His proficiency in tools is quite high, and he has also enjoyed many benefits in life. However, only painting skills have broken through the bottleneck and become top-notch. In fact, this is also a kind of accumulation of strength, and the corridor has given a push. At present, even if the corridor is turned off, except that he can't compare with the printer in efficiency and speed, and he has become a SuperWoker, his painting skills themselves will not be discounted. The technology has completely belonged to himself, and he is now a real master.

As for dubbing and acting, they still cannot do without the help of the corridor. Perhaps they really need to calm down and study for seven or eight years before they can be said to be able to perform independently.

Yin Ze is very clear about these things, so he never puts on airs or feels proud. He admires the seniors in the firm and never makes things difficult for the juniors who are still in the training stage... But he also does some despicable things, such as playing games and drinking a lot of wine.

After all, he is just an ordinary person!

However, the overclocking of the Corridor of Life can only be raised to 300%. If you force it to increase, it can only be increased by 6% and 8%, and it fluctuates too quickly and quickly falls back to 300%, which is like a critical point. On the contrary, 299% will not have a much different amplification effect, and the time is long, and the consumption is not too exaggerated.

Maybe this is the limit?

Yin Ze could only guess. After all, he even named the "Life Corridor" himself. What exactly is that soul computer thing that can have the functions of a movie theater in the brain and an alarm clock in the body? Only God knows.

However, compared to something even more miraculous like squatting in a toilet and traveling through a parallel world, it didn't seem so rare. The only thing that could be thought of was that the corridor must have something to do with his soul's change of worlds. As for the idea of ​​a tax refund for fate, it was just the man's unilateral inner thought.

...In any case, a qualified member of society must be mentally prepared to lose something at any time.

Yin Ze's biggest gain was that he improved his painting skills through the corridor. Apart from that, he did not use this to belittle or look down on the sweat and efforts of others. Even if he lost it one day, he would not feel at a loss, panic or angry.

But I still have a vague feeling in my heart that 300% should not be the limit.

But if we move higher, what kind of power will be revealed?

Could it be.

The man's face was shocked.

...Will I really become a Kamen Rider?

"What are you thinking about?" asked Shuji Okita. He saw the young man was in a daze, staring at a big yellow dog by the edge of the field for a long time. The empty look in his eyes frightened the big yellow dog, and it ran away with its tail between its legs, looking back three times.

"I'm thinking about the meaning of life and the vastness of the universe." Yin Ze spoke without thinking.

"I see." Okita Shuji nodded in belief.

"..." The producer's despair increased. He was terrified, not knowing when he would be brainwashed like this. But fortunately, the film had been completed, and he would soon be able to say goodbye to the Twenty Faces of the Heart Thief.

"It should be over now, so I should go back." Yin Ze said, "Alas, the filming leave my agent approved for me this time is very tight, so I have to go back to work too."

"Well, we also have to go back to Tokyo to do the post-production editing. But in that case, why don't we go back together?" said Shuji Okita.

"I'm afraid this is not very convenient. I have to do other things on the way." Yin Ze coughed twice.

"Aren't you nervous about the play? What are you in such a hurry to do?" Okita Shuji wondered.

"Haha, this is related to my studies. You know I'm a literature student. I have to go to the local historical places to collect materials for my articles." Yin Ze said.

"Do you want to shoot something? Our crew has professional cameras, and I can bring one over to help you. Anyway, the movie is shot in advance, so there is plenty of time." Okita Shuji was very generous. His thesis from the University of Tokyo was naturally extraordinary, but he was also a professional cameraman and director, so he could surely provide a lot of help.

"No, no, how can I trouble the director? It's so complicated. I'd better go by myself." Yin Ze said quickly.

"Hey, you just said that there are few days off and we need to resume work quickly, but the collection of materials is very complicated, so doesn't that mean we won't be able to resume work in time?" The producer couldn't help but say, "That doesn't make sense?"

"It's difficult to explain our academic work at the University of Tokyo." Yin Ze shook his head and did not respond, all covering up.

"That's right." The producer had already noticed the problem, not to mention that he had seen this person making a travel guide last time. However, considering the threat of stealing hearts, even if (he thought) he was being mocked for his low education, he still tolerated it for the time being and avoided his evil hands.

"Then I'll pack up and leave now. I rented a car to come here." Yin Ze said goodbye with a fist, "Our relationship will never change. I look forward to seeing you next time."

"Want to stop chatting?" The producer also waved goodbye and said casually out of workplace social instinct.

"Oh, let's chat for a while." Yin Ze was stunned for a moment, and just raised his feet and put them down again, "It will be time for dinner in two hours."

What am I saying this for! The producer shed tears in his heart, and became a triggered artificial intelligence at work.

In the end, the second male lead stayed until noon and ate three boxes of chicken leg rice.

This time they really left. The makeup artist wanted to send her to the station and then consider taking a bus back to Tokyo. But someone rented a car, so she had to stand by the road holding her bracelet and watching the second-hand car leave. Half satisfied and half sad, she went back to pack her things and then returned with the crew, waiting for fate to favor her again.

But Yin Ze didn't go towards Tokyo at all.

Target, Hida City!

The old driver looked solemn, as if he was rushing to a great battle.

The Kuchikami sake made by the shrine maiden.

Brother is here to drink with you.

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The rail transit services in first-tier cities such as Tokyo are dense and available at any time. There are no disadvantages except that the subway map makes the eyes dizzy. However, there is basically only JR in the central region, and the daily service is far less frequent than that in Tokyo. Many services only run every dozens of minutes or even several hours.

Therefore, for both filming trips, Yin Ze chose to take public transportation to the local area and then rent a car to go deeper into the location.

Hida City is a city under the jurisdiction of Gifu Prefecture. It is located in the mountainous area in the western part of Honshu Island and in the north of Gifu Prefecture. It has a small population of about 3 people.

The vast majority of the land is occupied by mountains, and there are only a few towns including Takayama City and Hida City among the mountains, so the word Hida is actually a general term for the region. Surrounded by mountains, Hida has largely retained the simple and simple beauty unique to the archipelago, with large paddy fields and houses on the road.

There is an old street on the east bank of the Miyagawa River that flows through Takayama City. In the middle of this old street, in Sanmachi, the houses from the Edo period are well preserved. In this old street, you can see traditional sake breweries and old houses with prominent lattice doors and windows.

The old town is also known as Little Kyoto, and many lattice wooden houses are well preserved. The quaint streets and elegant wooden houses, most of the shops on the old street are privately owned, selling Japanese specialties, very quiet, full of the peaceful feeling of a small town.

Of course, there are also the cows that the Tauren Chief cares about the most.

The quality and taste of Japanese wagyu beef are beyond words. It is recognized to be juicy, tender and nutritious, and the price is naturally not cheap. When talking about wagyu beef, most people will think of the famous Kobe beef. However, in the central region, Hida wagyu beef is also quite famous.

"Don't let Kobe beef become the mainstream, our Hida beef is the best!" said the owner of the barbecue restaurant proudly with his hands folded.

"I have seen countless bulls. This is my first time here, so of course I am the first to take charge." The Minotaur Chieftain and Tokyo Ghoul smiled slightly, "Hurry up and serve the A5-level delicacy."

In addition to the funds he got from his agent, Yin Ze also had some cash from his acting career, so he could be said to be financially strong. He immediately ordered the most expensive platter. When it comes to eating and drinking, he is serious.

The grill was still hot, and the beef was served soon. The fat was beautifully distributed like snowflakes, and the pattern was like that of a young deer. The texture was very beautiful. Just looking at it, you can tell that this is a top-grade product that melts in your mouth. The man suddenly opened up the corridor of life and ensured the accuracy of the heat.

"Boss, give me some more wine." Yin Ze had thought it through. At worst, he wouldn't have to drive somewhere else and could just rest here for a night.

"What would you like to drink?" asked the boss.

"Is there, hehe, that, that chewing wine?" Yin Ze finally waited for this moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

"No." said the boss mercilessly.

"There isn't one?!" Yin Ze was shocked and asked, "It's written on your city's official website that there is such a feature. Is this just a trick to deceive tourists?"

"Well, you may have misunderstood." The boss scratched his head, "First of all, do you know what that is..."

"This is not a problem for me at all," Yin Ze said confidently. "Saliva contains amylase, which can saccharify starch when chewing grains. After spitting it out and letting it sit, wild yeast in the environment can ferment the sugar into alcohol."

Oh, are you serious?

The boss could only explain, "But this kind of fermentation is not complete. Besides, there are many natural bacteria in saliva, and the hygiene of the wine is too difficult to control. Most importantly... the liquor tax law does not allow private brewing. Brother, it's the 21st century, how can there be such a thing? It's only available in some sacrificial activities now, right? Let the shrine maiden go through the process, bottle it and offer it in the shrine or something."

"Boring." Yin Ze hung his head in disappointment.

"I see you look quite decent, you're not really thinking of drinking that, are you?" the boss was skeptical.

"Haha, what are you thinking about? To be honest, I'm from the University of Tokyo, and I came here mainly to collect materials for the article." Yin Ze showed his student ID card that seemed to contain a deep breath of knowledge, and he was very polite. "This wine is recorded in the Osumi Province Fudoki. The origin is uncertain, but it is definitely very old, and the academic content is as high as three or five floors."

"Oh, so that's how it is." The boss believed it immediately. This is the status and value of Yigao, and continued to say something he knew, "I don't know about its academic value, but at least it doesn't taste very good, it's sour and sweet, and because it lacks filtration, the whole thing is white and a little turbid. The taste is similar to Jiuguan and Zhuojiu."

"How do you know so much?" Yin Ze frowned.

"Well, even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen a pig run." The boss waved his hand. "Anyway, it's only used for sacrifices now. Well, let me think, if you really want to study it, you can go to Hida Mountain Palace Hie Shrine."

“I don’t really want to study it…” Yin Ze got the information and started marking the map in his mind.