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Kono Aoi pursed her lips, it turned out that Teacher Fujiwara missed her mother...

Then she listened carefully. She was very grateful to Fujiwara Kei for giving her this opportunity, so she was also happy to help him with this small favor.

Kono Aoi closed her eyes and listened for a while without speaking.

Kei Fujiwara saw that she didn't speak for a while, and was just about to hum again when Aoi Kono suddenly opened her eyes and started playing the piano keys with her hands.

The music of "Here are Again" sounded instantly. Fujiwara Kei stood aside and listened quietly. After the song was played, Kono Aoi turned his head and looked at Fujiwara Kei.

Fujiwara Kei nodded: "Yes, that's it."

Kono Aoi said: "Fujiwara-sensei's mother is a very gentle person, I can tell that from this song."

Kei Fujiwara was curious: "What did you hear from this song?"

"It's a pity, there is still a little person's helplessness." Kono Aoi said after thinking carefully.

Fujiwara Kei was startled, he could really hear it.

"By the way, Mr. Fujiwara." Kono Aoi suddenly asked, "Is your daughter a musician?"

The longer Kei Fujiwara comes to this world, the better and better the fit between his soul and this body becomes. The memory of the original owner's body has gradually become unclear, but he still vaguely remembers the original owner.

My mother can play shamisen and is not a musician, but she does sing very well.

"We should forget about it," Kei Fujiwara said.

Kono Aoi raised her head and asked, "Then why doesn't Auntie teach you an instrument?"

"Well……"

Fujiwara Kei was speechless for a moment, and when he was thinking of something to say to prevaricate, Kono Aoi seemed to remember something and said: "Is it because you can't learn it? Well, it is indeed difficult to learn an instrument, even for people with poor talent.

very……"

"..."

No wonder you can't become famous...

Halfway through the words, Kono Aoi suddenly pursed her lips as if remembering something and lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fujiwara, I seemed to have said the wrong thing just now. I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking and I don't have the brain.

Too smart..."

"It's okay, you work hard, Kono, you will definitely become popular." Kei Fujiwara smiled and said, "By the way, do you know who recommended you to me?"

"Is this Miss Mizuhara?"

"Do you remember Ohno Nagaharu?"

Kono Aoi opened her eyes slightly: "Is it Ohno-kun? Mr. Fujiwara, you actually recognize Ohno-kun. As expected, talented people make friends with talented people."

"...Does Kono think Nagaharu is very talented?"

"Of course." Kono Aoi nodded vigorously, her eyes full of sincerity and no pretense could be seen, "Ohno-kun is a film director. The first film I made my debut was his work. It was he who made me find

My career ideal, I have always been very grateful to him!"

Aoi Kono added: "Furthermore, the movies he makes are very difficult and complicated. People who can make such movies must be extraordinary. Anyway, a stupid person like me can't understand it. Although it is a movie starring myself, but

I always fall asleep and I feel ashamed..."

Fujiwara Kei couldn't help laughing, thinking that no wonder Ohno Nagaharu liked her so much. He probably wanted the whole world to be made up of Kono Aoi.

At this time, Fujiwara Kei asked on a whim: "So Kono, do you think I am a talented person?"

Kono Aoi nodded repeatedly: "Of course! I like Mr. Fujiwara's "White Night Journey" and "Anthropological Observation" very much!

"

"Then who do you think is more talented, Ohno-kun or me?"

The dilemma of who is better, father or mother, is difficult to answer. Fujiwara Kei just looked at her stupidity and wanted to tease her. But in fact, it is not difficult to answer. Whoever is in front of you is who you say.

But what I didn't expect was that after some hesitation, Kono Aoi said with embarrassment: "Teacher Fujiwara, I still think... Director Ohno is better. His works feel more profound..."

"Very good... By the way, Kono, if one day you think my work is better than Ohno's, you must remind me..."

After the small talk,

Kei Fujiwara asked Aoi Kono to write the song into a musical score, and asked someone from the music department to record it. After registering the copyright, he handed it over to Hideaki Shibasaki.

After listening to it, Hideaki Shibasaki also liked this piece of music very much. This piece of pure music is very contagious and can easily arouse the audience's emotions. It is also perfectly suitable for a specific section in the play.

…

Arima Keika changed into a white suit and started running inside the shrine, all the way out of the torii gate.

This is the scene at the beginning of the first episode of "The Long Vacation". The heroine Konan held a wedding at a shrine, but she couldn't wait for her fiancé, so she ran to her fiancé's residence.

A group of pigeons were disturbed by Arima Katsura's footsteps and flew up in all directions. Shibasaki Hideaki sat behind the monitor and called out a "card".

After shouting, Shibazaki Hideaki started to play back the shot he had just taken. After thinking about it, he said: "The shot was very good, but I still have to save one more shot."

Arima Kakiko carried her white hem and ran to the side to rest, while the staff held a large jar of bread crumbs and spread it on the ground behind the torii gate to attract pigeons.

When he looked up, he saw Kei Fujiwara wandering aside. He immediately became amused: "You are a screenwriter. If you don't write the script well, why are you here messing around on the set?"

During this period, Fujiwara Kei often went to the scene, mainly because he wanted to see the filming process of Japanese dramas in this era. If he transforms into a producer in the future, he can keep up with the rhythm and not know anything about it.

Since the script was written quickly, Shibasaki Hideaki would not express his opinions and interfere with his normal work on set, so no one stopped him from staying on the set. He wandered around the set all day long, like a wild bee and butterfly, and even

Sometimes I returned to my old career and started working as a director's assistant.

"A screenwriter who sits in a room all the time can't write good work."

"Who said that?" Arima Guixiang asked back. In her impression, screenwriters usually stay in a small hotel and stay in seclusion. Food, utensils and bathing girls are all delivered directly to the room.

It was the first time I saw a screenwriter like Fujiwara Kei who loves to jump around.

"That's what I said." Kei Fujiwara raised his thumb and pointed at his chest.

Arima Keixiang rolled her eyes.

"You don't agree?"

"How dare you? You are the main creator." Arima Keixiang said in a strange and sinister tone.

Today's Kei Fujiwara's status is indeed different from what it used to be. As a well-known writer and screenwriter, his status is indeed higher than that of an artist. Even a well-known artist like Katsura Arima is no exception.

Kei Fujiwara is also very adaptable to his new identity. He is more or less polite in front of Hoshino Hiroshi and others, but he seems to be laughing and joking in front of Arima Keika. Arima Keika is not so polite in front of him.

A year ago at this time, Kei Fujiwara was still an assistant to the director, and Katsura Arima, as a big star, never put on airs in front of him, so Kei Fujiwara was embarrassed to put on airs of being a creative director in front of her, not to mention that Katsura Arima gave up Stars Channel this time.

It is quite interesting to be invited by a veteran producer to pick up his work.

The day's shooting was over, and it was getting late. Arima Keixiang's energy seemed to be drained out. Looking at a small shop selling noodle soup outside the shooting location, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but she still held it back.

For actresses, starvation is almost a basic skill, especially since she accidentally ate a few meals a while ago, Arima Guixiang's belly became a little round, and she has been working hard to lose weight recently.

After getting on the bus, Takahashi Misaki was already waiting in the car and asked: "How are you being in the group these days? Are you still getting used to it?"

"It's okay." Arima Keixiang was too tired to talk.

Takahashi Micheng touched her head lovingly. The car was driving on the highway. At this time, the driver kept looking at the rearview mirror and suddenly said: "Ms. Takahashi, there is a car that has been following us."

Takahashi Micheng frowned, looked back, and then said: "Park on the roadside."

Arima Guixiang's nanny car slowly stopped. Takahashi Micheng got out of the car and waved to a white van not far away. The van slowly drove over and stopped in front of her.

The driver's seat window slowly rolled down, and a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap greeted him with a smile.

Called: "Good evening, Miss Takahashi."

"Inoue-san, Arima-chan and I are just going home to rest. We won't meet anyone anymore, so we don't need to follow you anymore, right?" Takahashi Mikiro said with a smile.

"Of course, of course. We are also planning to go home. We are just on the way with you. Otherwise, we would not be discovered by you based on our professionalism." The man replied with a smile.

This person's name is Inoue Senzo. He has been a long-term contributor to many entertainment magazines such as "Bunshun Weekly" and has the reputation of being the number one paparazzi in Japan.