godfather of tokyo entertainment

In the park, Kei Fujiwara and two actors were sitting around a stone table, while Yoshiyuki Miyata and another actor were looking at the script carefully.

Kei Fujiwara raised his head and glanced at the sky, which was a clear blue and made people feel happy.

The sunshine is so good, it’s so great that I even save money on going to the coffee shop. Fujiwara Keishin said.

"Mr. Fujiwara..." Miyata Takaharu said to Fujiwara Kei after watching, "This seems to be a comic performance..."

"That's right. Is there any problem?"

Miyata Takaharu hesitated and said, "I'm not a comedian."

"You look down on comedians?" Kei Fujiwara raised his eyebrows and began to engage in moral kidnapping.

The entertainment industry in Japan also has a class-defined chain of contempt. At the top are some actors who perform classical arts. These people are called artists, national treasures, and inheritors of national culture. For example, Arima Guixiang

His father, he is the head of the White Crane House and the inheritor of the quintessence of the Chinese art of kabuki performance.

The ones that are slightly lower are of course actors in TV series and movies. Once you achieve success and get the title of "National Actor", you are almost as good as an artist.

At the next lower level are idols, who are young and beautiful and have many fans. Although they may appear in TV series, they are almost impossible to play the main role. They are often regarded as a vase by film critics and producers, and they are also the main victims of unspoken rules.

The lowest level are comedians and variety show stars. They usually only appear in variety shows and deliberately expose their ugly behavior to make people laugh. In some prank shows, the program crew is the most ruthless in pranking these people. After all, this is their job.

"No, of course I don't mean that." Miyata Takaharu quickly explained, "It's just that I have never acted in such a work, so I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task well."

"The content of the performance is not difficult. I think Miyata-kun and Yamashita-kun's acting skills are enough to cope with it." Kei Fujiwara said, "Of course, if you really don't want to act, I won't force you. You can do it yourself now. We

Don’t waste the other person’s time either.”

"No, I don't mean that, I'm willing to appear." Miyata Takaharu said quickly.

Fujiwara Kei nodded, "That's good. I'll bring the contract in the afternoon and you can confirm it."

AP quietly pulled Fujiwara Kei aside and asked: "Fujiwara-kun, is this okay?"

Fujiwara Kei asked: "Why not?"

ap said: "I read your script. The style is too exaggerated. What if the audience doesn't accept it? I think it would be better for us to find a crosstalk artist or a kyogen artist..."

"I have confirmed the script with Producer Kobayashi, and he has approved it," Kei Fujiwara said. "What's more, the total running time of our short films is only about ten minutes. Even if the audience doesn't like it, it won't be a big problem. If

If the ratings get lower, the worst we can do is change it back."

Kei Fujiwara said this, but what he was thinking in his heart was: With this ratings, is there any room for decline?

ap thought for a moment and said, "Okay then."

The script is not long, and Miyata Takaharu and Yamashiro quickly rehearsed it. The two performed it in front of Fujiwara Kei, and the effect was outstanding.

OK, now it's time to look for passersby.

Fujiwara Kei thought to himself and turned his attention to a row of small shops not far away.

Kei Fujiwara walked into a ramen shop, his eyes scanning the store like detectors. When his sight swept across a young girl with chestnut hair, Kei Fujiwara's beauty radar beeped instantly.

This one is beautiful, it’s just her!

The photographer behind Kei Fujiwara winked. The photographer immediately found a place to sit down and adjusted the shooting angle to ensure that the actors and passers-by could be in the frame at the same time.

The young girl was having dinner with her friends and didn't notice at all.

Half a minute later, a young man wearing a hat sat down on the seat next to them, holding a comic in his hand and humming a song.

He ordered a bowl of noodle soup and ate it slurpingly.

The girl turned her head to look at him, but immediately turned her head back and continued talking to her friend.

"Hey, let me tell you, that divination house is very effective..."

Unfortunately, Miyata Takaharu is not a handsome guy, so he did not attract the attention of the girl at the next table at all.

"Well, yes, Captain, yes..."

A few minutes later, Yamashiro walked in from outside the store, holding a PHS phone, a mobile phone commonly known as "Little Smartphone". He was talking into the phone.

"Ah, that wanted criminal with a bounty on his head just now, I just captured Kento Yamazaki, uh-huh, yes..."

Yamashitarou's voice on the phone was a little loud, and the two young girls looked over again.

Is he a criminal policeman? The young girl thought to herself.

"Yes, I will go back to the police station in a moment. I plan to finish my meal before leaving."

After hanging up the phone, Yamashitarou walked past Miyata Takaharu and suddenly stopped, then bent down and lowered his head to look at Miyata Takaharu's face that was hidden by the brim of his hat.

"Miyata Takaharu?" Tomohisa Yamashita suddenly called out his name, "Venomous snake Takaharu?"

Miyata Takaharu coughed, lowered the brim of his hat, and said, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person."

"The 64th class of Feifeng Elementary School, Miyata Takaharu, is that you?"

"No, you recognized the wrong person..."

The girl's attention was attracted by the two of them, but she didn't pay much attention.

"Oh, really, I'm sorry..." Yamashitarou said, turning around, but two seconds later, he suddenly turned around again, leaned down and sang:

"Climbed the highest place, caught the brightest stars, chose the hardest road, and gained the strongest heart..."

Yamashiro sang and waved his fist.

On the opposite side, Miyata Takaharu couldn't help but start shaking his fist, "I crossed the sea, the wind was blowing, and Cassiopeia looked very close..."

The two began to sing.

The girl next door almost had a mouthful of noodle soup coming out of her nostrils.

Was the original way to confirm identity by singing the school song?

These two living treasures!

The two girls looked at the two people in tacit agreement, and their attention was completely sucked away by these two stupid things.

"Haha, it's really you, Miyamoto-kun." Yamashiro smiled and sat down opposite him, "You are a swindler and you have lost a lot of weight because you are busy running away!"

Scammer?!

The young girl was startled and looked at Miyamoto Takaharu again.

Wearing a hat, I can't see clearly, but I can see that he is a little thin. Well, he really doesn't look like a good person!

Miyata Takaharu said: "I heard that you became a police officer."

Yamashita Lang said: "I praised you to my colleagues in the police station, saying that this kid is my best friend. You seem to have seven crimes in your criminal record, right?"

Seventh offender? The girl was a little surprised. It seemed like he was a serial offender. If this repeat offender fell into the hands of the police, he would probably be in jail for a long time.

"Eight criminals." Miyata Takaharu said calmly.

"Ah, did you commit the crime again in such a short period of time?"

"Yes, because I am very diligent."

Don't use diligence in such a place, you bastard! The young girl complained in her heart.

"Your current bounty is about seven million, right?"

"It's eight million." Miyata Takaharu added again, "Because I committed another crime."

Yamashitarou picked up the phone: "Well, it's Detective Megure, I'm at 2-4-8 at the beginning of the day..."

Miyata Takaharu quickly stood up, grabbed the phone, and then slapped Yamashiro on the head.

"You brat, are you going to send your friend to jail? We are close friends!"