It was the first time Shimizu Toru came to the filming scene of "Sea Girl" since he returned to Tokyo.

In order to save money and improve efficiency, most of the indoor scenes of the show are filmed in this studio located in the suburbs of Tokyo. Only the indispensable outdoor scene requires crew members to run around the streets by car.

"Screen Shuimu Screenwriter, good morning."

"Oh, good morning."

After greeting the staff coming towards him, Shimizu Tetsu looked up at the huge building that could accommodate several planes.

Various scenes such as a factory-like towering roof, apartments, stages, offices, etc. are spread out in one row, and cameras are reserved in front of each scene. There are also people in uniforms holding props of all sizes to arrange them, making the world in the camera look more realistic.

"It's simply the assembly line for producing film and television dramas..."

With emotion, Shimizuki suddenly heard the shouts coming from behind.

"Qingshuisan!"

As soon as I turned around, a figure slammed into my chest firmly.

"Niannian, it hurts very much."

"Hey hey~"

Standing in front of him, Nian Lingna rubbed her red forehead before she could untie her scarf, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her face was full of joy.

"Will there be no problem with shooting on your forehead?"

"No problem," Ninian Rena waved her hand, her dark pupils shining. "Just ask the makeup artist to cover me with my bangs later."

"Oh? That means you haven't taken your makeup yet."

"Um?"

Nian Lingna tilted her head and was puzzled. The next second, Shimizuki's hands, which were doing evil, pressed the top of her head and rubbed it.

"Ah, my hair just blown before I went out...Qingshuisan..."

Although he seemed a little dissatisfied in his words, his tone was so soft that he did not resist at all. His hands holding Qumizuke's forearm were also weak, but his cheeks were red, and his eyebrows and eyes were drooping, which made Qumizuke unconsciously increase his strength.

After venting her feelings of bullying her, Shimizu Tetsu looked at her hiding half a meter away to sort out her hair, and she felt it was interesting.

"Niannian, please ask you if you have something."

The blush spread to the neck, and Nian Lingna's voice also stumbled, "What...what?"

"Did you meet her with Qi some time ago..."

"Ah, that's the makeup artist calling me, Shimizu Sang, I'll go first."

Looking at her running away in a small step, Shimizu Tetsu felt more and more confused.

Just as he was thinking about it, the chief producer Xun Bagui came over.

"Qingshui, you have a really good relationship with Ninian."

"Xun Basang," Shimizu Chok bowed, "After all, she is the only artist in our firm...ah, the only two artists."

"This reason always feels a bit far-fetched... Forget it, this is your private matter. From today until the entire scene is completed, the screenwriter work on the scene will be troubled by Kiyomizu."

"It's not a problem for all your duties. By the way, how has Neng Nian performed recently?"

"Well, she has always performed very well. Since she started shooting after the New Year, most of her shots have been passed on. To be honest, have you given her special training?"

"Where is nothing, there is nothing at all."

Kiyoshi Kiyoshi said perfunctorily, and the doubts in his heart became a little more: he was worried that the conversation with Qi Jian would affect her condition, but now it seems to be completely the opposite...

I chatted with Junba Kei for a few more words, and as the shooting began, Shimizu Toru also entered the working state.

But compared to the rest of the crew, he may be the easiest one.

Speaking of which, the screenwriter is mainly responsible for explaining the characters to the actors and responding to possible plot modifications. But at this stage, the shooting process has been half over, and the main actors have already understood their respective roles, and the script has been repeatedly pondered, and there is not much to adjust. Therefore, Shimizu Tetsu's work is just staying on the scene, and by the way, paying attention not to affect other people's work.

Wandering on the edge, the morning time passed quickly. After recording everyone's movements in the notebook used to collect materials, Shimizuki glanced at the lunch box that had been delivered, but the director had not announced his intention to rest. After thinking about it, he walked over and picked a favorite taste, and planned to find a corner without anyone to solve it first, but unexpectedly saw a familiar person in another corner of the shooting scene.

He walked over with the bento and Shimizu Tetsu said softly: "Miss Shiraishi?"

The girl in front of her suddenly shrank down, covered her mouth and looked around vigilantly for a few times. When she found it was him, she let out a long breath, restored her original cold image, and bowed to salute.

"Shishui Screenwriter."

"I remember... I haven't filmed Miss Shiraishi yet? Is there anything wrong with coming here today?"

After looking at the shooting scene again, Mai Shiraishi barely stopped her heartbeat after being frightened and followed Shimizu Tetsu a few steps away.

"That...it's my turn to shoot next month. I just happened to have no job today, so let's take a look..."

"oh."

Shimizu Tsuki nodded slowly, a little surprised at how much she valued the job, and asked tentatively: "But, it's logically long, right?"

"Ah, that..." A trace of hesitation flashed across the beautiful face, with her hands behind her back. After a few seconds, she pinched her fingertips. "Mainly... I'm not very confident in the performance, so I want to adapt to the scene in advance... If it disturbs the shooting..."

"No, I'm just a little curious. But it will take about two hours to get here from Nogizaka?"

"Yes...so I came a little late..."

"That's not what I mean."

I wanted to continue to explain, but seeing her trembling look, Kimizuki breathed secretly and chose to give up.

Is this the communication barrier caused by identity differences?

"Miss Shiraishi, that's the case. It's the first time I've seen someone who came to the filming site for internship and adapted to the environment in advance. I'm a little curious, that's all. But with your attitude towards this job, I believe you will definitely be able to play your role well. Please come on."

Looking at the serious look in Shimizu Tetsu's eyes, Mai Shiraishi was stunned for a moment before she remembered to bow to thank her.

"That, thank you to Screenwriter Shimizu for your encouragement, thank you very much!"

"Okay," he looked back at the noisy shooting scene, Shimizu Tetsu continued, "It's time to rest now, let's continue watching after dinner. Put the bento over there, and you can see it when you walk over."

Shimizu Tetsu moved away, but Mai Shiraishi stood there without moving.

"That...is still not needed. I haven't officially joined the crew yet... I brought my own bread..."

"That's how it is."

Noting the dodging in her eyes, Shimizu Tetsu scratched her head and stuffed the part in her hand.

"Hold it, I guess it will be taken very late in the afternoon, so the bread may not be able to hold on."

"Ah...thank you," Shiraishi Mai was a little panicked for a moment, "But Qingshui screenwriter..."

"It's okay, I'll get another one. Don't stand here, find a chair to sit casually. I guess it will take a while to start shooting."

"That, thank you..."

"fine."

Turning around and walking towards the crowd, Kiyomizu was thinking about what flavor might be left, suddenly another sound came from behind.

"Shishui Screenwriter..."

Looking back, Mai Shiraishi's face in front of her was a little hesitant and at a loss. She prevented the collection and failed to load automatically. Click to load manually, and the reading mode is not supported!

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