Chapter 31 It turns out that hamburgers taste like this!
Chihara Rinto was delayed a little on the road, and it was already past four o'clock when she rushed back to the production headquarters. As soon as she saw the door, she found that Michiko was already waiting there.
She wore a long blue and white coat, a white beret, her long hair was tied into a pair of ponytails hanging behind her head, and she also tied a bell headdress. She looked well-groomed and sat down very obediently.
Sitting on the chair in the conference room, he kept silent and looked down at his little leather shoes.
Qianhara Rinhe greeted her and asked with a smile: "Where is your mother?"
Miqianzi raised her head and saw that it was her. She quickly stood up and bowed in greeting, and then replied: "She said she would wait for me outside the gate at six o'clock."
"That's it!" Chihara Rinto felt that Nanbu Ryoko was quite interesting and didn't take the opportunity to wander around on the TV station. He walked directly to his territory and greeted at the same time: "Come with me!"
He has an exclusive territory in the headquarters, and a small screen has a corner, which can be regarded as representing the difference in status between the creative team and the working team. He brought Michiko in, pointed to a small desk and said: "
This is for your use. You can do whatever you want here at ordinary times, and don't disturb other people's work. If something happens and I'm not here, go find the clerks outside and they will help you."
Michiko bowed again: "Thank you, Master." After a pause, she added, "Thank you for helping me."
"Nothing!" Qianyuan Rinto smiled and went to sit down at the desk. He spread out the notebook and prepared to continue working on his help. He couldn't delay his own affairs. This disciple just left it alone. I like to read.
If you read comics and want to turn over flowers, just think of it as a holiday.
"Well, Master, please accept this." Michiko put the paper bag she was carrying on the table.
"What is this?" Chihara Rinto didn't stop writing. He was distracted and just glanced at the bag sideways. He originally thought that the bag contained Michiko's belongings, but now it seems that it is not.
"Mom prepared wagashi."
Chihara Rinto took a look at the paper bag and found that it was some sticky cakes, yokan, dorayaki and other snacks to go with tea. Probably because he didn't charge tuition, Nanbu Yoshiko felt embarrassed, so he gave some away
small gift.
He smiled and said: "Put it here and you can eat it as usual!"
He wasn't going to really teach this "disciple" anything, so he was embarrassed to eat other people's snacks. Maybe it was because he was under age, but his moral integrity was still very high, which was really a headache.
Michiko stood in front of his desk and shook her head: "I can't eat this."
"Can't eat it? Oh..." Qianhara Rinto suddenly understood. For those who want to pursue perfect photogenic effects, heavy oil, heavy salt and sugar are body killers, and they really cannot be eaten.
Whether it is animal oil or vegetable oil, each gram will produce about 9,000 calories. Once it is not consumed, you will become fat; salt will cause the body to absorb too much water, and you will still become fat, but sugar will not
It goes without saying that as long as people eat it, they will become fat.
Nanbu Ryoko's expectations for her daughter are very clear, that is, to become a star. She must manage her figure and appearance on a daily basis, so that her daughter will not become crippled by eating and will not look good when she grows up. But to treat a child like this...
He couldn't help but feel sympathy again, and asked: "Then what do you usually eat?"
"Low-salt nutritious meal." Miqianzi lowered her head, and Liu Hai cast a light shadow on her big eyes.
Formulated by a nutritionist, it will not affect the normal development of the body. It has complete trace elements and just enough nutrition, but it will never produce a little fat, keeping the body fat rate at a reasonable low level.
Chihara Rinto knows that it tastes bad without tasting it, but it’s not surprising. This is also a necessary condition for actors. Good actresses eat low-salt vegetable salads all day long, which is similar to rabbits. Just like elite athletes need to eat it for a long time.
Boiled chicken breast is the price of success, as is broccoli.
He hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether this was the right thing to do, and said hesitantly: "Do you have anything in particular that you want to eat? Or you can choose two items from the dim sum to eat here. Don't worry about anything, I'm still in charge of what I'm talking about here.
Use it, no one will tell your mother."
Maybe it’s not right, but it’s still human nature to allow a child to have an occasional craving for food! Anyway, when he was eleven or twelve years old, he would definitely rebel if he was allowed to eat tasteless nutritious meals every day.
Miqianzi raised her head and glanced at him, her resentment lessened slightly, but the expression on her face was very hesitant. Then she lowered her head and whispered: "When I came here, I saw a hamburger restaurant on the roadside. I have never eaten there..."
Qianhara Rinto understood, picked up the paper bag, and said with a smile: "Then I'll exchange the burger for your snack."
He stood up and left the semi-open cubicle. He glanced around and couldn't find the ninja assistant, so he could only call out: "Shiroki-kun?"
Keima Shiraki emerged from the corner of the conference room, walked over quickly, and asked expectantly: "Teacher Qianhara, is there anything you need me to do?"
Could it be that I can finally assist in script creation?
Chihara Rinto handed him the paper bag: "You will share this with everyone later, saying it is the first time Michiko came here and brought it to everyone as a souvenir, and then you give it to the... big fat burger on the road
Well, check to see if it’s this name, then make a call, order a hamburger set, and ask them to deliver it as soon as possible.”
"Yes, Teacher Qianhara." Keima Shiraki was a little disappointed, but he obeyed the instructions and worked hard without complaint. He took the bag and went to do it.
Chihara Rinto turned around and went back to the cubicle, sat down and continued to write his script. At the same time, he motioned to Michiko to relax and sit down at her desk so that he could be distracted. It was a magical skill, and he could not delay his serious work.
Michiko obediently sat down behind the desk, and then began to stare at the table in a daze.
Qianhara Rinto smiled casually and said: "Just do what you want to do, it doesn't matter."
Miqianzi looked at him in confusion, shook her head and said, "I don't know what to do. My mother used to arrange time for me."
At that time, she just had a whim, thinking that Chihara Rinto was sympathizing with her and that she could take the opportunity to find some free time for herself, but now that she really has free time, she can't figure out what to do.
"That's it, then what's your real name?" Qianhara Rinto asked casually. It wouldn't affect work anyway, so let's just chat casually.
"Nanbu Chihaya."
"Chihaya? Is that why you chose Michiko as your stage name?"
"Yes, my mother got it for me."
"It's a nice name." Chihara Rinto turned over a page and continued chatting: "Did you find it hard to act today?"
"It was hard work, cold and tiring, and I also got scolded."
"Still don't want to pursue an acting career?"
"I don't want to, but I can't resist."
"If you don't act well, will you get beaten? I remember you said you didn't want to be beaten again."
"I did it when I was a kid, but now it's just occasional. Usually my homework is doubled, and my mother will let me go into the closet to reflect."
"It's still a bit too much..." Chihara Rinto stopped writing and imagined how he would resist when he was eleven or twelve years old and was forced to do something he didn't want to do.
Hunger strike? Run away from home? Fight with parents?
This little girl is very precocious. She knows that rebelling now will probably not bring good results. She is just pretending to be righteous and conceding, waiting for the opportunity, right? If this kind of person takes an extreme path, wouldn't it be like Yoshino in "Sata for the Handstand Girl"?
Like a son, he died in front of his mother at the most successful moment?
Playing hard, in the moment before becoming famous, using death to make her mother feel the deepest pain?
Even if this little girl is smarter and will not take the extreme path, but if this continues, when the little girl gets older, she will be in court sooner or later, right?
She didn't say it and hid it very well, but she actually hated her mother a little bit, right? Is this possible?
Maybe she should be enlightened, but what Murakami, the thick-shouldered, white-bone man said, makes sense. In the workplace, being soft-hearted is a problem, and it's best not to meddle in other people's business.
Is that advice or not?
He kept chatting awkwardly, and Michiko actually couldn't stand it for a long time, but now she was asking for help from Rinto Chihara, so she couldn't show off her darkened face, so she could only answer all questions. Now she saw that he had shut his mouth for a while and seemed to want to speak again,
He quickly said, "Master, you don't have to worry about me. It's fine if I just stay here and do nothing. Please go to work!"
Qianhara Rinto was speechless for a moment. Aren't I afraid that you would be bored alone? But after she said so, he really didn't care and started writing with his head down. He had tried to write two scripts at the same time before, but failed shamefully.
, being able to use both distractions and distractions does not mean that he can write smoothly with his left hand, or that he can only write one script at a time.
However, he didn't plan to practice his left-hand writing skills. He planned to save up money to buy a computer. He was still used to typing on a keyboard, and he always felt particularly uncomfortable when writing by hand. He wanted to learn Japanese input method later, but that was considered a grind.
After all, it is very convenient to write and modify on the computer.
While he was writing the script, he pulled out a piece of newspaper and read it. Not to waste his skills, he glanced at the newspaper and wrote two lines, making it look like he was copying the newspaper.
He asked Keima Shiraki to prepare this newspaper for him. He needs to understand the situation in the world. Although his main business must be in the entertainment industry, after all, it is the golden decade of the television entertainment industry. It is still very difficult to complete primitive accumulation here.
It’s a good deal, but you have to pay attention to the future Internet trend, otherwise you can’t waste your advantage of predicting the general trend, right?
Even if you can't participate for the time being, you should understand the dynamics first so as not to be caught off guard when something happens.
He was busy there, while Michiko was in a daze. More than ten minutes later, Keima Shiraki came in, put hamburgers, cola, fried chicken nuggets, etc. on the table, and said, "Ms. Chihara, the meal you ordered has arrived."
Qianhara Rinto stopped writing, took out his wallet, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, Shiraki-kun, how much is the total?"
"A total of 980 yen." Keima Shiraki reported the bill, then hesitated and said, "Won't you charge it to the crew's account?"
"Can it still be recorded in the crew's account?" Qianhara Rinto was surprised.
Keima Shiraki nodded: "You have tea money, Mr. Qianhara." Only a few people from the creative team in the crew have it. It is considered a subsidy. They can drink better coffee or buy some good tea to show their difference in status.
It turns out that we can have a snack and a drink at public expense, isn’t that good? Qianhara Rinto thought for a moment, put the wallet back, and said with a smile: “Then let’s keep the account, and I’ll have time later, so I can pay for my tea.
Bought them all as chocolate.”
He loves to eat chocolate, so since he has money, he won't spend it in vain, so he might as well eat it.
Shiraki Keima responded and left. Chihara Rinto put the burger on the table for Michiko, then found a cup and poured out more than half of the coke. This thing is pure sugar water, much stronger than the hamburger. Give it to this little girl.
Just to satisfy her craving, this really made her eat into a ball, and she couldn't explain it to her mother when she turned around.
He said the ugly things first and said in a joking tone: "At most, eat like this once in a while. You can find a way to burn off the calories when you go back. Don't let me get scolded by your mother."
"Yes, Master!" Michiko replied, taking the burger with trembling hands and peeling off the packaging. Suddenly, the double-layered beef burger appeared in front of her eyes, exuding a strong aroma of fat.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe her mouth, swallowing loudly, and then bit into it hard, so much that the salad dressing stuck to her mouth, and her eye circles turned red.
It turns out that this is how burgers taste. After looking at the billboard for so long, I finally ate it!