512. I miss Nagayama Naoki four or five times a day...
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By the way, teaching people to drive should be left to driving schools. It is true that blood pressure rises easily when teaching people to drive.
In the end, Naoki Nagayama just asked Akina to hold the steering wheel at the minimum speed. Two cameras were set up in the car to finish filming the simple dialogue scene.
Next, it’s time to go to Fujii’s house~
Behind the tombstone not far away, Numata Shodai took a few photos, turned around and asked his companion: "Shengli, I remember that Akina Nakamori is just 18 years old, and she probably doesn't have a driver's license yet. Does driving like this count as driving without a license?"
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"." The tall and thin companion looked at Numata Shodai speechlessly, "This is filming and not on the road."
The paparazzi shuddered: "People don't know, 'Top idols drive without a license!' What a catchy title!"
Kawano Shengli said with disdain: "The various trends in the entertainment industry are ruined by paparazzi like you!"
“Then do you want to sell it to newspapers??”
".want."
In the studio in Tokyo, Yoshimura Otomo welcomed the rare Tetsuya Komuro,
"Otomo-san, I have brought over the songs that Chiko Aoyama has chosen for her first album and the related record demos." Tetsuya Komuro had dark circles on his eyes. He must have not slept well for a long time. "There are also new songs that I gave you before.
The song "ありがとう(Thank you)" is also included."
It is indeed a bit excessive to directly bypass myself as a record producer and decide the title song. Obviously the songs I composed and the music scores I chose are also very good.
However, after learning that it was Naoki Nagayama's creation, Tetsuya Komuro sighed inwardly, it really couldn't be compared!
Previously at Beng Records, these final decisions were made by Nagato Daiko, and for the first time following Naoki Nagayama's instructions, Tetsuya Komuro came here this time to finalize the final version:
"When will Naoki-san come back?"
Yoshimura Otomo rubbed his temples. Previous records didn’t seem to be so troublesome. There were demos, covers, and choreography. So many things had to be confirmed over and over again.
Did Tetsuya Komuro learn a lot of "formal procedures" at Beng Records? Wasn't it all done directly by Naoki Nagayama in the past?
Now I know that Naoki-san was in trouble when producing albums for idols!
"Naoki-san is still filming in Otaru, and he probably won't be back until the day after tomorrow." Otomo Yoshimura recalled the process, "Just put these samples and design drafts here for now, and I will show them to him when he comes back."
"This" Komuro Tetsuya said that these things were very anxious, but Naoki Nagayama was not around, so there was really nothing he could do about it.
"Komuro-kun." Yoshimura Otomo briefly talked to the young man about Nagayama Naoki's work style, "Naoki-san only looks at the results. Generally speaking, he only takes a final look."
"Huh?" Komuro Tetsuya was surprised, "It's not about revising and adjusting over and over again."
"You need to be responsible for all of this! Naoki-san has a trustworthy personality. Since he has entrusted you with the production of Chikoko-chan's album, he believes in your ability!" Yoshimura Otomo said firmly.
"This!!!" Komuro Tetsuya suddenly felt the urge to die for his confidant, "I understand! I will never let Naoki-san down!"
After Tetsuya Komuro was fooled away, Otomo Yoshimura wiped the sweat from his forehead. He actually knew that Naoki Nagayama was just lazy! As long as the final result was acceptable, he would not adjust it over and over again!
"Oh, work is getting harder and harder!"
As Shuyou Pictures grew bigger and bigger, Fangcun Otomo really felt the limitations of his abilities. The previous decades of experience as an agent could provide him with less and less help.
"Should I go to a training class or something? I heard that there is a management training course in the United States."
Strange thoughts popped up in his head. Yoshimura Otomo was just thinking wildly when the office door knocked again.
Hayano Riko walked in:
"Otomo-san, the poster design for "The Ring" has been completed. Please review it."
"." Another troublesome thing, "Hey, bring it over."
There were six or seven advertisement designs for "The Ring" on the table, all of which were designed using clips directly selected from the film's shooting materials. Naoki Nagayama really didn't want to go out and shoot them.
It was supposed to be decided by Itou Shuichi and Nagayama Naoki, but these two guys happened to go off to shoot new movies.
"Well"
Each of the creepy-looking design drawings made this middle-aged man, nearly fifty years old, feel his heart being squeezed every time.
In fact, the choice is very simple, just find the one that you think is the scariest!
"This, this and this." Yoshimura Otomo selected several designs that he climbed out of the well, saw on the TV, and saw in the photos.
Riko Hayano nodded and put away the poster design, "Otomo-san, these design drafts will be sent to Dentsu for advertising production. It is expected to be completed this week, and will be promoted for the next week. Just in time for Christmas."
"But, has the movie "The Ring" been completed?"
"Ah, don't worry. When I told you last time, only the opening and ending were left." Otomo Yoshimura smiled, "When Naoki-san and the others come back the day after tomorrow, they will be finished soon!"
"Hi!"
After seeing off Hayano Riko, Yoshimura Otomo glanced at the empty desk next to him. It had only been less than an hour in the morning, and he had already missed Nagayama Naoki for the third time~
Just at this time,
"Jingle Bell!"
The phone on the desk startled Yoshimura Otomo. He had already watched the edited version of "The Ring" in advance, so he was naturally very wary of the midnight phone call in the film. Fortunately, it was morning now.
"Moses Moses, this is the Tree Friends Movie."
"Moses Moses, this is Kuniji Morikawa, editor of Shogakukan." A relatively unfamiliar voice came from the phone, "Is it Minister Yoshimura?"
"Hi, this is Editor Morikawa. Are you here to see Naoki-san?" Kuniji Morikawa had also called the office before, so Yoshimura Otomo had some impressions.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes, I called Naoki-san's Yamasakurain several times, but I couldn't contact him, so I took the liberty to call your company.
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In this era without mobile phones, it is indeed a bit troublesome to find someone. Apart from home, the only way is through work phone.
Those who don’t have landlines or jobs disappear and no one knows about them.
"Ah, Naoki-san is filming a movie in Otaru this week, so he is not in Tokyo for the time being." Yoshimura Otomo told him directly, "Did Editor Morikawa come to him for something urgent?"
"Hey, regarding the autograph session, we need to confirm the schedule with Naoki-san." Kuniji Morikawa said, "Time is already very tight."
"In that case, I'll give you the phone number of their temporary residence."
Naturally, the old bungalow was also equipped with a telephone.
After hanging up the phone, Yoshimura Otomo shook his head. This was the fourth time today that he thought of Nagayama Naoki!
From a gentle and intellectual city girl to a simple and smart small town girl, just one change of clothes is enough.
Naoki Nagayama looked at Akina Nakamori, who had put on a loose and colorful woolen jacket and a plaid shawl, with a smile on her face:
"When Akina changes like this, it feels like she grew up in a small country town."
"I grew up in a rural town!" Akina, who was putting on makeup, didn't care about her origin at all. "I feel comfortable wearing clothes like this."
Maki Ueda was helping with makeup. She really wanted to tidy up her hair. Naoki Nagayama hurried over and messed it up with his hands:
"It's better if it's a little messy."
Akina shook her head and ran away from Nagayama Naoki: "Naoki-san, don't touch girls' heads casually!"
Nagayama Naoki was curious: "What's wrong? Is Akina still worried that she won't grow taller?"
"You're going to be stupid!"
"Clumsy people are cute!"
Maki Ueda looked confused next to her. She had just eaten breakfast, and eating dog food at this time was a bit overwhelming!
Today I was specifically shooting the scenes of the female version of Fujii. Most of them were in old houses, and some small parts were in the school library and hospital. From morning to night, the task was still a bit tight.
In addition to Akina Nakamori, two experienced actors were also invited to play Fujii's mother and grandfather.
The early morning sunlight passed through the old glass and was divided into square light pillars by the grille. It shone into the study room full of books and messy furniture. The fine dust flying in the sun shone like it was scattered in the air.
The gold powder in it is the same.
Fujii, who had a cold, opened the letter sent to him.
"Jingle Bell!"
Nagayama Naoki and Itou Shuichi, who were behind the camera, were shocked by the call. They looked at each other and then stared at Komori Masataka. They didn't even check the props on the set. This was the fault of the executive director!
The phone was still ringing. Masataka Komori said "Smith Marseille" with a close look in his eyes, and then quickly ran over to answer the phone.
Just when Nagayama Naoki was about to let Akina start performing, Komori Masataka ran over:
"Naoki-san, the phone number is for you."
"." Nagayama Naoki's expression remained unchanged, "Everyone take a five-minute break."
I answered the call in a very retro style: "Moses Moses, this is Naoki Nagayama."
"Ah, Naoki-san, this is Kuniji Morikawa." The old editor's voice came over the phone, "I finally found you~"
Baffled by this sigh, Nagayama Naoki asked: "Kuniji-san, I've been in Hokkaido this week, what's the matter with me?"
"It's the autograph session I mentioned before!" Kuniji Morikawa said anxiously, "There's only a little more than a month left at the end of the year, so it's best to decide on the time for the autograph session."
"It doesn't mean at the beginning of next year."
"Yeah, but it's best to confirm the time and location this year. After all, our industry is different from the entertainment industry. It takes longer to invite book fans and promote the book signing, and it also takes longer to book the guests and venues that need to be invited.
It all takes time to prepare, so a month in advance is already quite stressful.”
Kuniji Morikawa's tone contained a certain self-confidence unique to the entertainment industry, silently despising the entertainment industry.
However, the more Naoki Nagayama listened, the more he felt something was wrong: "Uh, Bunji-san, isn't it a book signing? Why does it feel a little different? There are also guests and venue reservations."
"Naoki-san, you are a recipient of the Naoki Prize. How could you be signing books in a roadside bookstore?" Kuniji Morikawa seemed even more surprised than Naoki Nagayama, "Of course you are going to the university and talking to the students.
Let’s work together and invite guests to interview and discuss together.”
Nagayama Naoki was a little stunned. He really thought he was in a bookstore, just signing autographs behind a table!
"My research on Bunji-san is not that deep." Although I usually read a lot, if I want to seriously discuss the development, the secret will be revealed!
"Haha, don't worry, Naoki-san. This is not an academic seminar. We invite guests to chat and share with the students their original intentions and opinions."
Kuniji Morikawa quickly comforted Naoki Nagayama. Indeed, it is too difficult for a young man in his early 20s to tell what the future trends will be.
“Actually, it’s almost like an artist’s fan meeting~”
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After listening to what the old editor said a lot on the phone, Naoki Nagayama felt at ease. Finally, he was not like later generations, who had to prepare a ppt and then give a lecture or something like that.
Finally, we made an appointment to discuss the book signing in person when we return to Tokyo.
After hanging up the phone, Nagayama Naoki realized that everyone seemed to be waiting for him.
"Ah, there were some things to deal with in Tokyo just now~" Naoki Nagayama did not delay everyone's work at all. He felt very embarrassed and said shamelessly, "Have everyone rested? Let's continue filming!"
"嘁~~"
A soft voice came out, Nagayama Naoki's eyes narrowed, it was definitely Itou Shuichi!
Nakamori Akina seems to be very adaptable to becoming a small town girl, and she was also very relaxed during the filming process, showing all the lightness and agility of a small place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I went to school in the afternoon and met the teachers and junior students, and I was able to do it with ease.
The difficulty of shooting today was actually the scene at night when the heroine fainted from a high fever and her mother and grandfather braved the blizzard to carry her to the hospital.
Since there was no natural snow, the set naturally used snowmaking machines, and then let helicopters rise into the air to create raging winds.
The crew tried their best to protect the camera and filmed the scene of the grandfather carrying the heroine to the hospital under dim street lights.
If this grandfather were not a middle-aged actor wearing makeup, Naoki Nagayama would not believe that an almost 70-year-old man could carry his adult granddaughter and run for forty minutes in a snowstorm!
When the filming was completed, Naoki Nagayama handed Akina, who was wrapped in a quilt, a cup of hot milk:
"Mingna, are you feeling better?"
"Silly tape!" Akina Nakamori said energetically after taking a sip of hot milk, "I was wrapped in a quilt the whole time! I didn't catch a cold at all."
".My face and hands were obviously red from the cold~"
Nagayama Naoki stood behind the sofa and put his hands on Akina's ears and cheeks, feeling a cold and delicate touch.
Although she was a little shy, Akina was still very surprised. Then she put down the milk in her hand and put her own hand up: "Naoki-san, why are your hands so warm?"
Generally speaking, girls will have cold hands and feet in winter, and Akina is no exception even though she is not in good health.
"Maybe. Because I am a hot-blooded Showa man?" Naoki Nagayama said a joke and covered Akina's cold hands~
"Haha~"
Akina, who had a low sense of humor, was very happy. On the other hand, her manager Akiko Fusunori had not paid attention to his idol for a long time. He was already in contact with the work in the next few days.
"Naoki-san, are you going back tomorrow?" Akina Nakamori raised her head and looked at her boyfriend behind her.
"Well, I'll take some more shots in the morning and we'll be done~"
"I'm going back soon. This week has gone by so fast."
Akina sighed in a low voice. In the two years since her debut, it is indeed very rare to be able to be so relaxed for a whole week, even if she is filming a movie.
"It's almost the end of the year. There's the Song Festival and the Red and White Song Festival when I go back. There's still a lot to do!"
"Yes, there are still many things to do. I won't be able to see Naoki-san again~"
The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.
After a while, Nagayama Naoki gently squeezed Akina's hand: "Akina, how about we take a helicopter ride together when we go back tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Akina turned around in surprise.
"Although the whole journey was very difficult, we could fly to Miyagi. I heard the grilled beef tongue there is delicious and then take the high-speed train back to Tokyo!"
Nagayama Naoki whispered to Akina, "Just the two of us will go!"
Akina didn't make a sound, but her little head nodded happily~
