Life in Tokyo starting as a child star

Not long after Kitaki Minoru came downstairs.

A commercial advertising vehicle stopped in front of him.

This is a commercial vehicle owned by AR Subaru Brokerage Company, which Kitami Minori belongs to.

This commercial vehicle is mainly used to transport company employees to the theater or to the training center for training.

After all, most of the children are only eight or nine-year-old children, and they simply do not have the ability to take a bus and change lines alone in Tokyo.

This is for convenience, but also for the safety of the servants.

Of course, it is just convenience and has nothing to do with comfort.

Because this commercial vehicle is used by multiple people.

Rather than a special car for one person and one car - that thing can only be enjoyed by famous servants in the industry.

The car door just opened.

A burst of heat rushed towards me.

Facing the heat.

Take off the glamorous appearance in TV, advertisements and movies.

The most realistic ecological chain of Ziyu was displayed at this moment.

The person in charge of the AR brokerage company looked impatient.

The boy servants who still looked childish were chattering in the car and making milky sounds.

At this age, they can't see any troubles, and their big, sparkling eyes only have curiosity about the future.

And unlike the kids.

In the same car, there were two or three parents of their children.

Unlike the energetic children, they were both male and female, but without exception, they all had their eyebrows furrowed, their faces full of confusion and confusion.

Yes.

The servants who will be picked up and dropped off by this mixed vehicle.

Without exception, they are all at the bottom of the profession.

He is the kind of 'taken advantage of' who gets no jobs, no advertisements, no profits, and even has to pay training fees of 20,000 to 30,000 yen to the company's training center every week.

Those who are just trying to survive in this industry because the training center has painted a beautiful picture for them during the enrollment process, and they have the illusory dream of being a child star.

As soon as I saw Kitaki Minoru.

The adults in the car became alert.

With curiosity and hostility in their eyes, they stared closely at Kitumi Minoru and discussed in low voices, as if they were afraid that this young boy who suddenly appeared would take away their children's illusory job opportunities.

Kitaki Minoru didn't care.

Or in the past three months.

He had seen enough of this phenomenon.

The job opportunities in this profession are in the shape of an inverted pyramid.

There are endless job opportunities for reputable Ziyus, making money easy.

It is normal for low-level subordinates to not even get a supporting role.

Kitazumi was too lazy to continue thinking.

He took off his schoolbag from his back and prepared to carry it into the car.

It is also this time.

A shiny black car stopped.

at the same time.

The car window is down.

The unshaven face of Qingshui Shan was revealed.

"Hello--"

He called out.

"You're precocious. Have you just woken up? I happen to be on my way to the set too, so let's go together."

His loud voice attracted the attention of more than just the parents in the car.

It also attracted the attention of the person in charge of the AR Economic Company sitting in front.

"Is it Director Shimizu?"

The person in charge of the AR agency got out of the car in surprise, bowed to Qingshuishan, smiled and said hello.

The fawning smile on his face made the parents in the car look surprised.

You know, every time you come to pick up your children.

The person in charge of the sub-service had never given them, those at the bottom of the industry, a good look, and he wished he could have his impatience written on his face.

They began to discuss in a low voice, while peeking at Kitumi Minoru, talking about each other's relationship with Qingshui Mountain.

"Ah you are?"

Qingshuishan didn't get out of the car, but just sat in the driver's seat, exposed his head, and glanced sideways at the middle-aged man in front of him.

He has been involved in the industry since college and has been in the industry for seven or eight years now. He did not recognize the middle-aged man in front of him, so he was not particularly polite.

"I am the person in charge of the AR agency, and my surname is Yamada."

He handed over a business card with a smile on his face.

"Really? Hello, nice to meet you."

Qingshuishan said perfunctorily, took the business card, threw it into the storage box in the car, and pointed at Kitumi Minoru who was walking this way.

"I picked up Minoru Kitaki from your company. He is still having fun at our place. Yamada-san can help us register. Is that okay?"

"No problem, of course no problem."

Manager Yamada smiled and nodded, with a polite look and a kind look on his face that could not see the impatience just now.

"Well, that's it."

The two continued to talk quietly.

At this time, Kitazumi also came to the back seat of the car.

But before he could sit down, another voice came from the front.

"Director Qingshui! Director Qingshui! Can you take a look at this child!"

A woman with a high ponytail suddenly appeared and dragged her child to the car.

She stood by the car window in Qingshuishan with a smile on her face, trying hard to sell her children.

It seems that what he is promoting is not his daughter, but a commodity that he is eager to get rid of.

"My daughter is really good! Not only can she sing, but she can also play the piano! Let her try it! Just a small role is enough! Really! Give her a chance!"

This set of silky little combos stunned Qing Shuishan.

"Hey. Ms. Fuchuan, what are you doing? Get back to the car quickly."

Director Yamada was stunned for a moment, pulling the other person and at the same time apologizing to Qingshuishan: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Director Qingshui."

"Please give my daughter a chance! She really needs this opportunity! Our family has paid a lot of training fees! The company has never arranged a job for my children! They did it on purpose!"

Pulling open the car window, the woman had no image at all, and her voice was urgent and pleading.

".?"

Qingshuishan frowned when he came back to his senses.

He has seen too many parents who are eager to become famous.

It's like gambling. They all put their dreams and lives on their children, and pay high-priced slave training fees. They can't even maintain a basic life, and they can only go crazy in front of people in the industry like them.

But in fact, even if they are given this opportunity, the results are often not satisfactory.

Qingshui Shan hates this kind of people the most, and of course he won't give her a good look at this moment.

He replied calmly: "Since your daughter is so talented, she will have opportunities in the future. Not only me, but other directors can also see it."

"Why?"

Listening to Qingshuishan's words of obvious rejection.

The woman with the high ponytail was stunned for a moment, as if she had been poured cold water on her, and then she lost the strength to continue pulling open the car window.

Her eyes were originally filled with dreams of getting rich overnight and her daughter becoming a popular servant girl.

And now, the flames are extinguished.

"Sit tight. Precocious."

Qingshuishan turned around and stared at Beicheng Minoru sitting still, but he didn't notice this.

To be more precise, he has seen too much in the industry over the years and has become a little numb.

Not only the subordinates, but also some low-level actors are similar to these low-level subordinates.

I tried several times but failed, couldn’t seize the opportunity when I got it, and couldn’t sell it, so it would naturally become like this.

The vehicle started slowly and drove past the AR brokerage company's vehicles.

Beicheng Minoru raised his body slightly and looked out of the car window.

I saw the people in the car who were looking at me with hostility and curiosity just now, but now their eyes were full of envy.

It's just this car apart.

People are completely different from each other.

This made Beicheng Minoru sigh.

If he hadn't known Qingshui Shan, he wouldn't be one of them.

Sure enough, you still have to make money!

Only by making money can you gain a foothold in this industry.

I secretly made up my mind.

At the same time, he turned his head.

"Speaking of which, Director Qingshui, you haven't introduced me to job opportunities yet. Didn't you agree yesterday?"

"Where are job opportunities so easy to find? Precocious, you don't know that the slave labor market is saturated now. Who wants to use a slave servant with no reputation like you?"

Qingshuishan looked at the road and answered.

"Okay, it's okay, Uncle Qingshui."

"You brat."

The corners of Qingshuishan's mouth twitched.

Director Shimizu when asking for help.

Uncle Qingshui when he's not asking for help, right?

But forget it.

He was too lazy to argue with a child.

With a dry cough, Qingshuishan stretched out his hand to touch the cigarette, but when he saw Kitumi sitting behind the car, he retracted his hand, tapped the steering wheel with his index finger anxiously, and continued to speak.

"Speaking of which, there is indeed such an opportunity, but it doesn't count as an introduction. The specifics will depend on your own efforts."

"oh?"

"I have a friend I know. Do you know Honma Feiyan?"

"Honma Feiyan?"

Kitazumi became interested.

He knew this Honma Feiyan.

The other party is different from a niche horror film director like Qing Shuishan. He focuses on Tokyo-themed romance films and literary films, and has even won awards in China.

He is also a well-known director in the industry, and the quality of his works is also very good.

He is known as the director who shoots the most touching and tender scenes.

"Yesterday, when I went to Kabuki with that guy to drink at an izakaya in 1-chome, Shinjuku Ward, he said he wanted to come and see our film crew."

Qingshuishan looked at Kitazumi through the rearview mirror and showed a "you know" smile.

"You're really lucky. I know that guy from Honma. There's a literary movie going to be shot recently, and the protagonist in it happens to be a subservient. You have to perform well today. I can give you a few words. ”

"director."

Beicheng Minoru was a little moved.

That was Homma Feihiko's artistic film.

And he’s also the main character!

"Just because of what you said, director, I will never call you uncle again."

Kitazumi thanked him.

"Pfft cough cough cough!!!"

Qingshui Mountain almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"Go away! You brat! I'm only twenty-seven this year! Only twenty-seven! Are you really thanking me?"

Qingshuishan cursed.

"Of course."

This is a true thank you.

You have to know how many top-notch photographers in the industry have sharpened their brains and want to work under Tohihiko Honma. He is a professional "photographer of Japanese photographers", and there are not a few Japanese photographers who have become famous under him.

If there was no Qingshui Mountain to help bridge the bridge and set up the line.

It is impossible for a low-level servant like him to have this opportunity to get to know each other.

This kind of kindness is not unimportant, and of course Kitumi must keep it in mind and look for opportunities to repay it in the future.

Staring out of the car window, Beicheng's thoughts were racing.

Then he looked up.

This can be said to be his biggest chance since he came here.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he will be the biggest fool in the world.

Today, in the filming of "The Grudge", we must show our strength! Give Chiori Hosokawa more strength!