I Loaded the Love Game

"How is it?" Watanabe cleaned up and asked curiously.

　　 Rin Kiyano watched it again, nodded and said, "As expected of Watanabe-san who is full of lies, his acting skills are worthy of recognition."

　　 "It always feels like you are scolding me."

　　 "Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

　　 "No, not at all, I'm very happy to be praised for acting."

　　 Kiyino Rinbai gave an insincere a glance at Watanabe, and clicked on the video just taken in his hand: "Look at it."

　　 Toru Watanabe moved his head over and was about to look, but an accident happened—the wind in the forest blew through Kiyano Rin's hair, and there was a scent that made him feel very comfortable.

　　 Watanabe Toru can't help moving his eyes to the girl's side face, his skin is white, and his bright eyes are focused.

　　 The long, jet-black hair that has just been washed has distinct roots, and it sways gently without a trace of weight.

　　 The one-minute shot passed quickly.

　　 "How is it?" Rin Kiyono raised his head and asked softly, but he just happened to collide with Toru Watanabe's sight.

　　 The two were very close, her own hair that was blown by the wind, slipping from time to time, the slender arms with tight muscles and graceful lines.

　　 "Are you sure you want to use such a lens?" Watanabe Toru stood up straight, two steps away from the girl.

　　 The hustle and bustle of the Jingu Stadium in the distance faintly re-entered my ears.

　　 "...is there any problem?" Rin Kiyono brushed off the long hair that fell on his shoulders, and looked at Watanabe Toru's arm unconsciously.

　　 A closer look reveals that his arms are so thick that he obviously looks thin.

　　 "Compared to making movies, I suddenly felt that shooting photos might make a lot of money."

　　 Kiyano Rin was stunned for a moment, and after calming down, he said grimly: "I have a limit to your narcissism, Mr. Watanabe Toru."

　　 "This is self-confidence, just like you think everyone likes you, Ms. Kiyano Rin."

　　 Qingye Rin sneered and snorted, turned and left.

　　 "Where are you going?" Watanabe Toru triumphantly looked at her going back.

　　It is a very fulfilling thing to be able to gain the upper hand in the dialogue with Rin Kiyano-I don't know if other people think this way, at least he is.

"Policemen."

　　 "Huh? Wait a minute!"

　　 Toru Watanabe hurriedly chased after him, walked two steps, remembering the tripod and long pole microphone placed aside, and ran back to get it.

　　 After catching up with Qingye Rin, she has already walked out of this dark and remote unmanned path.

　　 "Kyino, classmate Kiyano, Lord Kiyoshin, Minister, I will say one word!"

　　 Qingye Rin stood there, looking at him: "A word, you say it."

　　 "Those two sentences..."

　　 Watanabe didn't finish speaking, Kiyono Rin continued to walk away without looking back.

　　 "Wrong, wrong, really wrong! I am narcissistic, I talk nonsense, I don't take photos anymore."

　　 Watanabe Toru followed Kiyano Rin's buttocks like a skinny dog ​​wrapped around swans.

　　 Kiyono Rin didn't stop until he walked into the shade of a tree.

　　 She glanced at Watanabe Toru who pretended to be pitiful, and said unceremoniously, "I'm thirsty, buy me a bottle of water."

　　 "No problem, but the matter of calling the police...you see?"

　　 "Did I say to call the police?" Kiyano Rin looked at him suspiciously.

"……You lied to me?!"

　　 "I never lie. Go ahead." After finishing lightly, Rin Kiyono sat down on the bench, and then turned the bill against the police who presided over the order in the distance, and the crowd who filed into the Jingu Stadium.

　　 Watanabe gritted his teeth with anger, because Rin Kiyano never lied, and for a while, he really thought she was going to the police.

　　 However, it was also because he did seem to have done a little bit more badly.

　　 It was a promise to help Rin Kiyino buy water, and Toru Watanabe would not be unbelievable about this kind of thing.

　　 there is a station nearby that says ‘the winning rate is seven per thousand! ! ! ’’S white vending machine.

　　 Toru Watanabe took out his wallet. There was only a 100 yen coin inside, so he stuffed a thousand yen bill and bought a bottle of oolong tea and bozi soda.

　　 The change ding jingle fell down locally, and there was no doubt that he didn't win the prize.

　　 If the probability of seven out of 1,000 can be achieved, Toru Watanabe will not put the system in a semi-abandoned place.

　　 It's not right to think so.

　　 If it wasn't for the fear of being discovered by Kujo Miki, he should be a rising star in the business world who has broken through the limits of human physical strength and sold fruit knives and cosmetics.

　　 "It's too slow." Rin Kiyano complained.

　　 "Lost on the road of life for a while." After handing her the oolong tea that had been covered with water drops, Toru Watanabe also sat down in the chair.

　　 The two had been walking in the sun for a long time. They were already thirsty, and they drank immediately.

　　 Kiyano Rin, who had finished replenishing moisture, put aside the bottle with more than half of the liquid on his face with a little contentment, picked up the SLR again, pointed the lens at the crowd, and kept shooting the material.

　　 In the ash-colored sunset in the distance, there are airplane clouds that cut through the sky.

　　 Sitting in the shade of the summer trees, Toru Watanabe gestured toward the air soda bottles, imagined that an airplane flew into the bottle, and then drank a sip of soda like an airplane.

　　 The two stayed on the bench until the heroine Miki Kujo appeared.

　　 is wearing a long black dress with a belt tightly wrapped around his waist, highlighting a tight waist. The whole figure is like a female fairy in the dark, walking towards here slowly with graceful steps.

　　 Watanabe Toru feels that this dress fits his research direction, but Kiyano Rin frowned: "This dress is too different from the image."

　　 "Then change the heroine to my image." Kujo Miki said aggressive words that fit her image.

　　 "Since I agreed to act, please follow the script."

　　 "That depends on what script." Kujo Miki snorted.

　　 Kiyino Rin coldly, took out the script wrapped in a transparent book cover from the bag like a woven bag, and handed it to Miki Kujo.

　　 Kujo Miki glanced carelessly, then smiled and said, "Plagiarism?"

　　 She has never read "Love Letter", but when she was lying on a bed and taking a nap, Watanabe Toru, who did not sleep with her hands and feet, told her about the source of the script.

"This is a cultural festival for high school students. The playing club plays music for a fee. The drama department rehearses popular dramas, and the human observation department adapts popular movies. Is there any problem, Kujo classmate?" Kiyono Rin looked directly at him with a series of parallel comparisons. The eyes of Miki Kujo.

　　 "No problem." Kujo Miki returned the script to Kiyano Rin. "It's just an ordinary adaptation."

　　 "If you don't want to play, you can go now, and the heroine I will find someone else." Rin Kiyono put the script back into the woven bag.

　　 Watanabe silently retracted his hand that wanted to get the script.

　　 He hasn't seen it yet.

　　 Forget it, solving the contradiction in front of you is more important than watching the script.

　　 Watanabe Toru walked behind Miki Kujo, put her hands on her shoulders, half-pushing and half-forcing her to sit down on the chair.

　　 "Miki, no matter what the script, you must play the heroine!"

　　 "Are you ordering me?" As soon as she sat down, Kujo Miki habitually set up her slender legs, hugged her arms, and assumed a queen posture.

　　 "How is it possible?" Watanabe rubbed her slender shoulders thoroughly, "I don't want to play the leading actor and actress with other girls. You should fulfill my wish and play the leading role."

　　 Kujo Miki closed her eyes, feeling Watanabe's poor massage technique.

　　 Kiyo Rin frowned, his face ugly.

　　 Watanabe Toru winked at her.

　　‘This is for the crew, don’t make trouble. ’

　　‘A man full of lies is disgusting. ’

　　 Is it translated into this way? Watanabe does not know, but Rin Kiyano's eyes are indeed very disgusting and angry when he sees him. It probably means that he should be inseparable.

　　 Kiyano Rin had no idea how miserable the heroine would be if the heroine was someone else, and the hero who had too many handles would be squeezed out-although he didn't know it himself.

　　 Watanabe shook Miki Kujo's body thoroughly: "You promised me this time, okay?"

　　 Kujo Miki's delicate nose let out a helpless exhale: "I really owe you in my previous life."

　　 "That's great!" Watanabe Toru cast a triumphant look at Kiyono Rin.

　　 turned out to be even more disgusting.

　　 The hero is too difficult.

　　 Toru Watanabe suddenly envied the chores, and pointed the camera at the female protagonist wearing a maid or bunny costume. That's what a serious male protagonist should do.

　　 But that's because Haruhi Suzumiya is the director, and he would never allow his favorite Ah Xu to act in rival roles with other girls.

and so on!

　　 Toru Watanabe looked at the tripod, long pole microphone, and the drink he had just bought.

　　 Except for the male lead, isn't he still doing chores?

　　 Considering the funds for purchasing equipment, script creation, and selection of heroines, he is also the funder, script writer, and assistant director.

　　‘Ah, I really want to go back to August 26th—that is, yesterday. I stabbed the guy who looked down on the questionnaire and suggested filming to death with a non-blooded fruit knife. Toru Watanabe stared at the airplane cloud blankly.

　　 After persuading Miki Kujo, before dark, Rin Kiyono seized the time to talk to her.

　　 "The heroine and the protagonist have agreed to meet at the Jingu Stadium ticket gate. At first they looked forward to it, and then they couldn't wait for anyone..."

　　 Toru Watanabe discovered that when Director Kiyono talked to Miki Kujo, he could tell the difference between the heroine and Miki Kujo.

　　 In other words, Rin Kiyano deliberately confuses him with the dying actor Toru Watanabe.

　　 After the two of them finished talking about the script, Watanabe said, "When will the scene where the actor died? Are you a cameo the thief?"

　　 "How did the hero in "Love Letter" die?"

　　 Watanabe was wondering why Rin Kiyano asked so, and replied: "He died in an avalanche while climbing on a snowy day."

　　 "Has the director filmed it?"

　　 "...You mean, I'm already dead?"

　　 "You are not hopeless." Kiyano Rin nodded in satisfaction.

　　 "No, the hero is dead!" When I thought that Rin Kiyono might have the same ability as Haruhi Suzumiya to achieve what he wanted, Watanabe insisted on this.

　　 He is still young, even if his luck will never be good, but as long as he is single-minded, the worst outcome is to live a lifetime with the beautiful and rich Miss Kujo.

　　 I don't want to die so early.

　　 It's a pity that Rin Kiyano didn't plan to argue with him about this. She looked at the sky and said, "It's almost there, let's go."

　　 Kiyano Rin took the DSLR, put the oolong tea into the woven bag on his shoulder, and walked towards the entrance of the Jingu Stadium.

　　 Kujo Miki is empty-handed and her footsteps are light.

　　 Toru Watanabe drank the soda in one breath and followed with the tripod and long pole microphone.

　　 At first, I thought it would be troublesome to shoot. For example, when Miki Kujo made a movie for the first time, he took the eyes of the people around him into consideration, but the progress was beyond imagination.

　　 She stood there with a natural expression, occasionally looking at Kiyano Rin's camera, and there was no extra action, just occasionally tidying up her dress.

　　 Just like this, it feels like a girl who is looking forward to a date.

　　 Most people around are using "This girl is super cute" and "Is it an artist?" Are you making a movie? "Look at her...they.

　　 Watanabe Toru really admires the two eldest ladies, he can't do it by himself.

　　, holding a long pole microphone, he is even more ashamed than Rin Kiyono, who is shooting hard against Miki Kujo from all angles, and Miki Kujo, who is the most watched.

　　‘This is also a practice, and it doesn’t care about the practice of the world’s eyes. Toru Watanabe kept hypnotizing himself.

　　 One hour before the start of the fireworks display, there will be a series of performances in Jingu Plaza, and the organizers will all invite famous artists.

　　 "Watanabe-san, the sound of the news must be recorded. This is the best proof that the movie shows the passage of time, you know?" Kiyano Rin said.

"Got it."

　　 At this time, the two elders have rested, and only Watanabe Toru holds the long pole microphone, waiting for the announcement that will sound at some point.

　　 After recording the sound of the screen, it is necessary to include the lively noise of the artist's performance.

The sound of music gradually decreased, and the fireworks display began to announce the curtain. There were a few muffled noises from far away. A dozen sparks like shooting stars rushed up into the night sky. After a short period of dimming, the ground exploded, and the red fire tree and silver flowers made Meiji The outside of the Jingu Garden was bright red.

　　 Fireworks display officially started.

　　 Miki Kujo anxiously called the actor in the sound of human rights marveling at the fireworks, but no matter how many times she called, it showed that no one answered.

　　 "Crack." Rin Kiyano called to stop. After checking the video, she said, "It's okay."

　　 "I will be back before the last set of shots." Miki Kujo was going to sit in, watching the fireworks by the way to pass the boring time~www.ltnovel.com~Yeah. I stay here and shoot a few sets of fireworks from the perspective of the heroine from this angle. "Under the splendid fireworks, Rin Kiyano was taking pictures seriously.

　　 Kujo Miki turned and walked towards the organizer who was in the distance halfway through the filming.

　　 Just as Watanabe was thinking, if you don’t follow the past, you don’t know if it’s okay...

　　 Kujo Miki suddenly turned her head and looked at him with invisible eyes.

　　 "……"

　　 Toru Watanabe walked over obediently.

　　 The organizer immediately helped with the tripod and long pole microphone in his hand, but he refused.

　　 The two obviously did not buy tickets, but went directly to the VIP seats at the Jingu Stadium.

　　Luxury equipment, can overlook the angle of the whole stadium.

　　While the fireworks seem to explode above one's head, there is also a kind of nobility standing on top of other audiences.

　　The best SS grandstand seats can be bought outside, which is completely incomparable to this place.

　　 Accompanied by the sound of "boom" and "boom" cannonballs, clusters of flame arrows rushed into the sky, and when they reached a certain height, they burst open suddenly, turning into colorful garlands.

　　 Then, colorful fireworks fell from the night sky like a waterfall.

　　 Without waiting for everyone to marvel, more and more splendid fireworks burst out again.

　　 10,000 rounds of fireworks are endless, and the entire Shinjuku area has become a city that never sleeps, and the world is pale.

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