Tokyo Wingman King

At 3:15, all the shots have been edited.

Asama merged the upper and lower parts together, and after downloading iZotope, Animation Composer, Arctime and other related plug-ins for audio processing, color correction, subtitles, etc., it took less than half an hour to uniformly adjust the film's audio track and color, and added Japanese and English subtitles to the movie.

Except for the opening animation, ending and special effects, which required Komaba to use magic to supplement, the film is basically completed.

Asama drank the green tea Futami made for him on the table in one gulp, and quietly looked at his and their works at 2x speed.

This 66-minute film is nearly 30G in size and took only 7 days to prepare and 5 days to shoot. At first glance, it doesn’t look rough at all.

Every shot is full of Japanese exquisite beauty.

The characters are gradually established in the first three acts and the one-man show, and the fragmented narrative of the stream of consciousness does not cause fragmentation of the overall plot.

The great director Fusukawa may really be the chosen one of the God of Light. She regards light as the best composition tool.

In a large number of shots with three-line composition, diagonal composition, and frame composition, there is no scene of light that does not play the finishing touch.

Natural light, artificial light, hard light, soft light, top light, side light, and backlight. Every stroke of light is dazzling, intoxicating, and fascinating.

Even patients with late-stage obsessive-compulsive disorder will scream with joy after watching it, and Asama himself can prove this.

It can be said that as a master of art [L. Living Water], the light and shadow dreams she creates exude a sense of beauty similar to the movie "The Grand Budapest Hotel" directed by Wes Anderson, and have the style of Gustave Dechi and Edward Hopper. The 13 paintings serve as clues to the traces of the aesthetic film "13 Shirleys: The Illusion of Reality".

Reminiscent of the Hopper-style painting exhibition held by the Immortal River in Midtown a month and a half ago, Asama understood the Immortal River's intention.

This is not a deliberate play on style.

Instead, a pale, ridiculous, absurd, magical tragedy is staged in a film with a high saturation and high contrast realistic oil painting texture.

This is a shooting technique that stimulates people to think outside the box through contrast.

In traditional Japanese youth films, dark parts of the picture tend to be bluish or cyan. Asama, who originally wanted to color the entire movie into a cool blue-purple color for the sake of Ao no Bunga's youthful literary sense, after understanding the color grading logic of the great director Fusumikawa, Asama automatically changed all the color grading parameters for the first half of the movie. Align yourself towards the Immortal River.

If it weren't for the temporary blessing of the Great Ming God, this work would only be ruined by his mediocre junior editing level.

Fortunately, it didn't hold them back.

The silky-smooth images, beautiful transitions, healing color palette, and music that stirs emotions from time to time make this movie quite complete. Even without looking at the plot, just looking at the artistry of the pictures and soundtrack, Asama is willing to give this film a 6.

It is no exaggeration to say that, like Makoto Shinkai's animation, every frame of "Falling in Love with Him Who Doesn't Exist" can be used as a poster. Putting a LOGO in the middle of the screen can make many people mistakenly think that it is a certain trend. brand advertising blockbuster.

Thanks to the great director and the beautiful actress, Asama felt that being a video editor with an annual salary of 500 million yen was no longer a problem.

Every time he learns a skill, Asama will think that he has another way to make a living.

Although many roads are the roads of slavery, you won't starve to death, right?

In the past, there was a land enclosure movement where "sheep eat people". With the development of technology, it is not impossible that there will be another smart manufacturing movement where "robots eat people".

Not being needed by society is not terrible, but for Asama, who is a second-generation person, it will be more embarrassing.

If you ask why he doesn't rely on [Miracle Snap] to become a big gambler, it can only be said that life has not oppressed him to the extent that he abandons some principles.

Although most principles and bottom lines cannot withstand the test of life and death.

As long as he is not at the end of his rope, there is no need to rely on [Miracle Snap] to get a windfall.

The clock in the lower corner of the computer desktop quietly reached 4:14, and the sky was getting slightly brighter.

He stood up, put away his and their tea cups, and walked to the kitchen to clean them briefly.

At this moment, Asama didn't feel too tired.

I don’t know if it’s because his proficiency in [Staying Up Late] has increased, or because there are three more beautiful girls in his room.

Majima on the sofa was facing inward, and the blanket fell to the ground. Asama walked over and covered her again.

He did not wake up Jiandao or put him on the bed because his bed no longer had room for a fourth person.

Pochi was lying on the same blanket as Immortal River. Even in a deep sleep state, she was no match for Immortal Sichuan. She only grabbed a corner of the blanket, which was barely enough to cover her belly.

Futami was covered with a sky blue air-conditioned thin quilt and slept on the outermost edge of the bed. She took off her sweatpants before going to bed, and the tender white hair peeked out from the thin quilt, extending from her slender feet to the top of her thighs.

Jade bodies were scattered inside the house, and the cicadas chirping outside the house formed a line. They were swallowed up by the hot summer heat in Tokyo in the early morning, just like Asama's rationality at the moment.

Even when I was working hard, I didn't feel it. Looking at the girls on the bed, the long-suppressed sensibility was like a blanket covering their bodies, spreading out in all directions along their beautiful bodies that were ready to bloom.

They are so defenseless.

Asama suppressed his emotions very skillfully, but his mouth went dry instinctively.

Asama never let the laziness of her weak body interfere with her study plans, and she was also very strong in suppressing the sensuality of her adolescent body from the neck down.

Human free will is never guided and controlled by the underlying needs of the body. Asama felt that her will in this life was much stronger than in the previous life.

Thanks to more than a month of living in pink, Asama has become adept at suppressing desires.

He was a little curious, how did those enlightened monks detect lust? People in Asama, Tokyo, can't find the answer. After all, the monks in Tokyo are all flower monks.

Asama squatted in front of Futami and observed her sleeping face.

In the steady breathing, there is the sweet sleep talk of a girl.

Probably not pretending to sleep.

After judging that they were all asleep, Asama took a deep breath.

So, good night.

He returned to his desk, rubbed his neck, copied half of the film into Jiajima's computer, cleared the desk, and then did eye exercises for himself for five minutes. By the time I finished all this, my libido levels had dropped and I felt a little more relaxed.

There shouldn't be any night raid plot tonight, so just lie down on the table and sleep.

Would you like a reclining chair next time?

No, don’t give them an opportunity to stay overnight next time.

The mall has prompted updates, and the status of being able to view but not buy has left Asama with no expectations for the products in the mall.

Anyway, [Reader] is a skill that I have no chance of using, so I’ll take some time to read it when I wake up at school.

Asama fell into a deep sleep.

August 7, early morning.

Mai Shimajima was the first one to fall asleep and the first one to wake up.

The girl's face turned red.

Sleeping in a place full of Asama's atmosphere makes dreams intoxicating.

As I indulged in it, the feeling of not being able to leave became more and more intense.

However, as I got to know him better, the distance between me and him seemed to be getting farther and farther.

The representative of the Konoe family.

No wonder Chiyo Konoe, an outstanding person, is so resistant and obsessed with Asama.

Although he says he is just a boy from the countryside, his true identity is still a mystery.

Miss Porch is so good at ballet and her skin is so delicate. She is definitely not from a peasant family as they say.

Just by looking at Konoe, Ichijo, Takashi, and Nijo's attitude towards him, and his attitude towards them, the children of nobles who grew up with a silver spoon in their mouths, it can be seen that he is a person of noble status.

Coupled with his knowledge reserve, knowledge and conversation, and his way of dealing with others, his level is all several levels higher than that of his peers. Such a person cannot be cultivated at all if he does not come from a well-educated family.

She was not the only one to notice this, but the students in Fusugawa, Gokyoin, Class B, Class C, Class D, and Class E were aware of it. In fact, every Eiwa student who paid attention to Asama could feel it.

Asama Shisui is not an ordinary person who entered Yinghe by relying on the special recruitment policy.

Study hard to get into a prestigious school, live independently, behave in a low-key manner, handle things in a high-key manner, help classmates, and act bravely when it comes to justice.

Obviously, he is no different from those princes in novels who escape from the royal family and prove themselves through talent and hard work.

No wonder, there are more and more supporters calling Asama [ASAMASAMA] in the school forum.

Knowing this, wouldn't it be too utilitarian for me to get close to him?

After all, she had long known that she was not worthy.

The reason why the prince fell in love with Cinderella was not because of the soot on her face and the patches on her body, but because of the laurel wreath, gorgeous clothes and glass slippers that adorned Cinderella's appearance. The prerequisite for him to fall in love with her is that they are of the same class on the surface.

It would be great if Jingshui was a princess. Then, even if she couldn't become a prince, she could still become a knight who protected him.

But is there any princess with such beautiful abs?

Jiandao patted his hot face and sat up quickly.

It's broad daylight outside.

On the other side of the bed, you can see the bent legs of Futami and Miss Porchi, and on the other side of the desk, the computer monitor is in screensaver mode, and Asama is sleeping on the table.

She originally thought that Asama would wake her up in the middle of the night, or carry her directly to bed. In short, he just wanted to create some good interactions and memories.

But he fell asleep on the desk.

This made Jiandao feel guilty. If he hadn't taken his position, he wouldn't have had to work so hard.

If you sleep in an air-conditioned room without a quilt, you will catch a cold. She picked up the blanket on her body, tiptoed to the boy's side, and carefully admired his profile.

Thank you for your hard work, my Jingshui.

Obviously everyone is dragging you to make a movie, but you are the one who works the hardest.

Majima had long discovered that Asama's temperament would be much sharper without glasses, but when he fell asleep, he would perfectly neutralize that sharpness.

When we met for the first time, why didn't you realize how good-looking he was?

Mai Shimajima's throat moved slightly, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to press her lips to it.

She could imagine the feeling of a string of electricity stimulating her heart after kissing her.

Don't think too much, the remaining warmth on the blanket has almost dissipated, cover him first.

Majima had just made a move, and he didn't want Asama to react like a direct reaction.

"Who?"

He grabbed Jiandao's wrist through the blanket. After seeing clearly that it was Jiandao, he quickly let go.

"Mai, what time is it now?"

"5:30, Jingshui, why don't you sleep on the sofa for a while?"

"It's almost time to wake up. How did you sleep yesterday?"

Jiandao's face suddenly turned red again.

"I'm sorry, I obviously promised to stay up all night together, but I fell asleep first."

Asama, who felt his head was still a little unclear, responded casually,

"You come to eat when you're hungry and sleep when you're tired. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Are you hungry, Jingshui-kun? I'll make breakfast for you."

"Let's go together."

After making breakfast, Asama went out for a morning jog alone.

Jiandao woke up several other sleeping beauties.

When Asama came back, the girls had already projected the movie onto the TV and played it.

The scene of Asama being splashed into a drowned rat was watched repeatedly by them.

When Pochi saw Asama coming home, he jumped on the sofa and waved,

"Ah Shui! Did you use magic at night? This movie is so awesome!"

It's not magic, but it's been blessed by the gods. It should be said to be divine magic.

"Jingshui can obviously cut quickly and well, so why did he hide his clumsiness in the first place?"

“I don’t have a habit of staying up all night, all progress is made in practice.”

Asama answered Majima's question, changed his shoes and walked to the bathroom.

"Ah Shui, he's lying! He likes to stay up late lately."

"Is it true? There are no panda eyes. The robot bloodline is really outrageous~~~"

Futami stared at Asama on the TV in a daze.

Although I was very happy while filming, if such a handsome Shizui-kun is really known to more people at the cultural festival,

There will definitely be more opponents, right?

The cultural festival is held on Thursday.

But the stimulant effect of the cultural festival took effect on Monday.

This kind of explosive expectation is still hundreds of blocks behind the BJ Olympics, but compared with the Osaka World Expo, the Eiwa Cultural Festival is hundreds of blocks higher.

Especially after the final exam, the melancholy days of repeated reading have also dissipated, and the atmosphere in the whole school has become cheerful. This joy has begun to infect the surrounding neighborhoods like Azabu Juban.

The light poles in the street were replaced with promotional images of the Yinghe Cultural Festival.

Almost all the students on the road were discussing how to enjoy the cultural festival.

At this time, these people should still be sleeping in.

In the last two weeks, whether it was a cultural festival or a study camp, the young masters and ladies of Yinghe were very excited.

The four people from the Love Counseling Department were walking on their way to school, and naturally became the focus of everyone's attention and discussion.

The Immortal River responded enthusiastically to every greeting. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the crowd greeting the Immortal River seemed to have expanded.

[Capitalist Little Red Riding Hood] Futami and [Lieping Demon King] Shimajima are discussing the cultural festival drama.

The class props team and costume team are already reporting the weekend results to Konoe in class.

“I’m really looking forward to Shizui-kun’s dog suit~~~”

I'm not looking forward to it at all.

"Ride a dog like a horse. Isn't this a good performance on the stage? Jingshui, will you be on the balls of your feet or your knees?"

I don't want to pay attention to such details at all

This is not a movie like "Falling in Love with Him Who Doesn't Exist" where only a few actors appear.

Can a cultural festival drama involving 30 people be arranged in just three days?

Asama expressed doubts.

There was no shortage of topics discussing him in the gossip in his ears.

"Master Asama is so cold today."

"Compared to Asama's coldness, I prefer his contemptuous smile."

"I'm so envious of the girls in Class A of the first year. You see, Lord Asama's female guard is all composed of girls from Class A."

"Asama-sama went to film a movie this weekend, and the helpers in his class have uploaded clips on the forum! His abs are super cool!"

In addition to [Eiwa Ninja] and [Grand Sensei], [Asama-sama] also became his codename.

I wanted to be a being that was feared, hated, and even like Voldemort, a being that no one could name or dare to discuss directly.

But the trajectory of things developed deviated from Asama's expectations.

It seems that for him, everything is not a car that can control the direction in real time, but a Frisbee that can only be watched after being thrown.

Situations such as being blown away by strong winds or being carried away by dogs are unpredictable.

Just like Sakuragi announced the monthly test results at the morning meeting.

"The first place in the whole grade, Yoshihiko Arima,

Second place in the whole grade, Chiyo Konoe,

Nineteenth place in the whole grade, Ryuzaki Hayato,

Thirty-fourth in the whole grade, Fusukawa Rise,

Ranking 66th in the whole grade, Shizumi Asama,

Ranked 67th in the whole grade, Saint of Yuxingyuan,

Ranked 69th in the whole grade, Er Jian Yue Hai."

"Sure enough, the great teacher controlled the points."

"God!!! I have only heard of controlling the scores of each subject. This ability to control grade rankings cannot be achieved even by supercomputers with big data computing capabilities! Master Asama's control of scores is so terrifying! This is already It is not a realm that humans can touch, this is a realm that only God knows.”

Asama resisted the urge to look back at Hanyu who transformed into [Asama Buki].

"You can actually control your points by taking a nap. Are there such big differences between people?"

"In addition, in this monthly test, the average ranking of our class has improved by 24 places! Let me congratulate the three students who have improved the most. Hanyu: improved by 250 places, Horikita: improved by 91 places, and Shimajima: improved by 66 places. Let us Applause to all students who have made progress and good grades this time.”

Hanyu stood up, waved to everyone, and said,

"My efforts only played a 1% role. The most important thing is that I converted to Qianjian God!"

Why are there such frivolous otakus?

Asama didn't understand.

When Sakuragi nodded to Asama, who was sitting in the second row of the first row of the classroom, Asama clapped awkwardly and stiffly.

He was in the noisy classroom, as lonely as if he had been there.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Next time, in the monthly test next semester, there will be no more accidents.

Asama, who was wandering in the world, was brought back to the real world by the words of class leader Gokyoin.

“Several undecided roles at Deacon Cafe have been confirmed through voting.

Asama Still Water - Kaneki Ken. "

"Oh oh oh oh oh!~~~~~"

"Okay~~~"

"Damn it, Lelouch is only 2 votes away. I want to see SAMA Asama play Lelouch!!! Why can people from other classes also vote?"

"."(End of this chapter)