[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Qing Guang looked at An Ding and hesitated to speak.

Horikawa observes Andan but hesitates to speak +1.

Izumi Mamoru thought for a while, and when the question was about to be uttered, Kiyomitsu and Horikawa jointly took it away without even leaving a single extra syllable.

"What are you two doing?"

He Quanshou's face was blushing: "An Ding has been smiling very much since the morning..."

He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable adjective: "Don't you two want to care about him?"

"See through but don't tell the truth, Izumi Shou Kanesang." The two shook their heads in unison, as if a kind old grandmother was looking at her naughty brat, "You have to know that it is rare for An Ding to laugh like this, just let him continue to laugh alright."

"That's fine."

Izumi Mamoru, whose opinions were suppressed, could only reluctantly agree, and the smiling face at An Ding made him feel hairy behind him and fidgeted.

"Did you dream about Okita-kun?" Qingguang asked naturally, "I also dreamed about it yesterday, so when they were drinking, we were holding empty cups to drink moonlight."

"In the past, I just lived as Okita-kun's saber, but I didn't expect that I also had my own life. I was a little scared and a little happy. The feeling was too complicated and I don't know how to say it."

When An Ding was talking, it seemed that the dream was real and had a great influence on him, but Qingguang had a unique way of waking up, and he slapped An Ding's face with both hands, making a crisp sound.

"Qing Guang, you can move your hand away."

The stable smile finally changed back to the one they were familiar with, Qingguang put down his hand calmly, and secretly gave the opposite Tufang team a thumbs up.

Horikawa showed sympathy, but this expression was directed at Qingguang.

"The filming will officially start today, TV series."

After all, it was the first time in his life to participate in a performance, and the little excitement in Horikawa's heart was still unavoidable, and the dream last night made his feelings even more surging now, even if he went to save the world, he would not refuse.

"Well, it is said that on the first day of filming, Yamabagiri will also be on set, and I don't know if he will be there today."

When four people get together to eat, there is no such thing as the so-called small rules of eating without speaking. They sit around a square table and start daily discussions during the meal, most of which are about scripts.

Perhaps the characters in the story used them as prototypes. During the filming, Kiyomitsu found that as long as they played with a few real qualities, they could be fooled by the reason of being in the play. With such doubts, they watched Yamabagiri again. In other books, you can find familiar figures in it.

The relationship between characters is completely different from Honmaru's.

But it is also from here that they can see how big the brains of the taciturn Yamabukiri are, and it is not too much to call the epic-level La Langpei.

"Should, I will go."

An Ding didn't know where his confidence came from. After reviewing his schedule, he immediately urged others to act quickly. They had to go to the company first.

Yamabugiri... Yamabugiri, of course he was ready.

After flipping through countless fashion magazines in the world, he drew on the strengths of everyone and designed a look for himself that would never let others find out that he was Yamabagiri.

Especially the sunglasses that can cover most of the face, Yamabukiri is thankful for the first time that his face is not big, otherwise even the most exaggerated sunglasses on the market would not have the same effect as it is now.

The hair turned black after using a one-time hair dye, the eyeballs of the colored contact lenses that had been poked for a long time finally turned brown, and then discarded the hooded clothes I used to wear, and straightened my back Opening his mouth, Shan Baqie stood in the corner of the set with the attitude that no one should enter.

With his arms crossed, he looked at his familiar friend, restoring the words he wrote to reality.

As the only person on the set with a staff member's sign as a vase, Yamabuchi has actually attracted much attention. After all, even if he covers most of his face, the exposed jaw curve still shows that he is a handsome guy.

The four members of the Shinsengumi had long discovered the true identity of the little white flower who was trying to pretend that he was a domineering president. Just to match the performance of the other party, they restrained the idea of ​​going up to say hello, and tried their best to pretend that they didn't know or knew each other. can not tell.

Really think we are blind.

Kiyomitsu felt the curious light that dark glasses couldn't block, and felt that Yamabuchi had made a huge error in his positioning. If you don't want to be discovered, just do as usual, and this is more eye-catching , Some people are already quietly discussing whether you are a new star who debuted.

"Ka—!" The director looked at the picture on the small screen and nodded with satisfaction, "An Ding and Qing Guang can go to the side to take a rest first, and Izumi Shouren, next is your solo performance time."

"I'm coming."

With a hearty smile and unrestrained demeanor, Izumi Shou interpreted the word "shiny" in every move. The director looked at him for a long time and frowned: "Remember to restrain yourself when you are shooting for a while. The time for you to shine is later. .”

"clear."

How could he make such a low-level mistake after having read through the script a long time ago: "It's just that this is the first time I've stood under the camera, and I'm just a little excited."

The director waved his hand and asked the staff to take their positions: "Then let's get started."

You are looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the people under the bridge are looking at you.

Unknowingly, watching Yamabagiri performed by his little friends became a beauty in the eyes of others. The location with a radius of three meters around Yamabukiri was spontaneously bypassed by passers-by, leaving him a place where no one would be disturbed. Space.

Of course, it does not prevent others from watching.

However, Yamabagiri, who is completely immersed in the shooting, will not notice these small things at all. He really wants to stand behind the director and watch the part of the shot just now on the small screen. His current position can only be watched. Halfway through, the other part is always blocked by someone else.

After thinking about it for a while, he turned on his optical brain, sent a message to the editor, and then patiently waited for the editor to negotiate with the crew, in exchange for a chance for him to watch closely.

At noon, he mingled with the staff and received the staff meal. In the afternoon, he already had the opportunity to stand beside the director, although it was only for half a day.

The small square screen has a strong magic power at this moment, completely attracting Yamabukiri's sight. Even though he can see the real performance by raising his head, his eyes still stay on the screen and cannot move away.

It should have missed another five degrees just now, which would make Qing Guang's eyes look more sincere.

After replaying the picture he had imagined in his mind, Yamabuchi sighed softly. After all, he can only watch, and if he makes comments, sorry, even if he is the author, he does not have the right to dictate to the director and the camera.

"Young man, why did you sigh just now?"

After repeatedly checking the scene just now, the director's intuition told him that this seemingly perfect scene could be done better, but the camera changed several positions according to his intention, and the result was not as good as the first version.

"Me?" Yamabuchi was a little surprised, "Is it okay?"

"If there is anything that can or cannot be done, just say it if you tell me."

At first I thought it was another piece of crap that the investor stuffed in. I didn't expect the other party to stand obediently for a long time without complaining, and move away in advance as if predicting. These small details made the director a little annoying. The mood has been resolved.

So asking the other party for their opinion when you have no clue is just following the trend.

"In this place, the camera is offset by five degrees."

The instructions given by Yamabugiri were quite precise, but the camera felt that he was making things difficult on purpose. The huge and heavy machine could move more than five degrees with one light movement.

"I can't do it, I can't do it." The camera shook his head helplessly, his control over the machine was not so precise.

"Then let me try."

Some cumbersome machines fell into the hands of Yamabagiri, like some new model, without any weight. He moved steadily by five degrees, no more, no less.

"An Ding and Qing Guang come again."

The director looked at the picture and showed a satisfied smile. This is exactly what he wanted.

"I'm exhausted." Qing Guang forcibly placed himself on An Ding's back, and asked the other party to carry him back, "I shot a shot more than a dozen times, just to find the perfect angle. Obviously, the director didn't care much at first. That's it."

At the beginning of the filming, Fu Sangshen adjusted themselves with the camera, and when it came to Yamabukiri, they devoted themselves to the performance, because Yamabuakiri's camera was always capturing their perfect side.

However, novices always make mistakes, but the director showed his endless tolerance, making Yamabuchi try many times, the shooting progress was slowed down a lot, and the camera that was replaced by Yamabuchi was even black-faced throughout the process. Fortunately, when it was time for dinner, Yamabagiri chose to leave by himself.

With a cheerful smile that can be seen at a glance, I don't know where I went when I took a taxi.

"The resonance between obsessive-compulsive disorder."

It is also the first time An Ding found that filming can be so tiring, and he can maintain the same feeling within five performances, but after dozens of performances, he feels that there is no more satisfying clicking sound, and he really wants to have a scene and go berserk .

"I hope the director will return to his original state in the next filming."

Kiyomitsu prayed softly, and An Ding smiled: "Don't worry, Yamabuchi has already left, and now he is crazy without a camera that is accurate enough to be measured by speed."

"I don't know where Yamabachi went."

Can't expose the identity of the other party = can't send messages to the other party, Kiyomitsu is really curious about where Yamabukiri, who has always hated crowds, will go with an urgent face, and even took a taxi!

He must have used taxi-hailing software if he didn't have a special car to pick him up.

If other god judges saw this scene, they would definitely find it very mysterious. Fu Sangshen, who should have been buried antiques, was no worse than them in playing with modern technology.

But even Fu Sangshen can make a TV series, so what's so strange about using a taxi app to call a car.

Yamabuchi, who was put in their hearts by them, was lost in the bustling streets at this moment.

He asked the driver to send him to the nearest shopping mall, and then he was taken to a bustling street by a car that accelerated suddenly. After paying with his card, Yamabuki stood on the side of the street in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

"Sir, are you interested in becoming a star?"

The unique temperament attracted not only the onlookers, but also scouts who wanted to push him to a higher position. The small business card was flying up and down in Yamabukiri's hand, but behind the sunglasses, his eyes were dull, completely trapped In fear of where to go next.

No, why not go back to Honmaru first.

It is better to collect all kinds of information before coming, just like coming to the crew this time, so that we can be fearless in the face of danger.

Having made up his mind, he planned to stop the car again and go to TKRB company. At this point, Sankayue and the others hadn't finished get off work yet, so he could teleport back to Honmaru with them.

But before he got into the car, he was dragged into a side alley by a stranger. The narrow alley was crowded with people in black suits who descended from the sky, all with unfriendly expressions.

Yamabukiri: ==?