Japanese big things

The cold wind howled and the snow covered the earth, like a silver blanket, creating a snow-white world.

Kuramochi Gakushi, played by Takuya Kimura, was kneeling in the snow, with a look of joy and excitement on his face, having the most intimate interaction with the two reunited birch dogs.

Sometimes he put his head close to the birch dog, and sometimes he hugged them tightly with both hands. His joy at the reunion was beyond words.

"Okay... the shooting ended successfully."

Masahiro Nakamura stared at the monitor carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the shot just now, facing the attention of everyone, he picked up the loudspeaker and made an announcement.

As Masahiro Nakamura's voice spread throughout the crew, the entire shooting scene suddenly roared, and the originally quiet atmosphere disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Warm cheers and applause continued, and employees in various departments looked extremely excited.

Some people clapped vigorously, some roared loudly, and some held their colleagues tightly... For a time, everyone in the crew was immersed in excitement, like a surging wave.

, it cannot calm down for a long time.

From the official start of the filming of the Taiwanese celebration drama "Antarctica" to the successful completion now, the beauty of early spring has also transformed into the enthusiasm of summer, which spans more than half a year.

For the crew who were accustomed to commuting on time, this was an unprecedented experience and a painful ordeal.

They can't go home often to reunite with their loved ones, they can't have drinks with their colleagues after get off work, and they have to accept extra overtime work from the crew from time to time. Days and nights are often reversed... In short, many experiences of the crew have almost subverted their daily lives. Life.

Fortunately, the hard days have finally come to an end, and they will soon return to their normal life after the filming.

"The filming is finally over...it feels so good to be alive."

"Yes, I stay up late and work overtime every now and then, and I can't sleep at all... I thought I was going to die here."

"After returning to Tokyo, I don't want to think about anything. I must have a good sleep for two days."

"I miss the warmth of Ginza. I want to go to Ginza to vent."

"It's a pity that I couldn't watch the cherry blossoms bloom this year. I can only hope that I won't miss it next year."

The whispers of emotion came one after another, which were covered up in the bursts of applause and warm cheers.

If Nakamura Masahiro hadn't been relatively close, he probably wouldn't have been able to notice these faint noises.

I casually glanced around at the crew members who lowered their heads to communicate from time to time. They thought their small actions were concealed enough, but they didn't know that they were all seen by Masahiro Nakamura.

However, Masahiro Nakamura has no interest in talking to them. After all, they are all a bunch of exploited cattle and horses, how can they not let people complain?

Compared with the mainland consumables that provide food, housing and work and implement the 996 welfare report, these Japanese social animals are really a bit unbearable.

The so-called prevalence of overtime culture is just to deceive outsiders. It is essentially just fishing for time and creating a feeling of working hard.

Masahiro Nakamura just had a little more intensity, but these social beasts were full of resentment, and they simply couldn't live up to the world-renowned reputation of social beasts.

After a short celebration, the crew members dispersed and began to clean up the filming location in full swing.

Even though the sun was blazing in Tokyo, this remote little place in Nemuro was still freezing cold. If it weren't for the filming of the TV series, they wouldn't want to stay in this place.

The beautiful snow scenery is good and indeed worth lingering on. But if you stay in the same place every day, it will also produce endless boredom.

If you pack up the crew's belongings earlier, you can leave this hellish place one day earlier and return to your warm and comfortable home in Tokyo.

"Nakamura-san, how about having a party tonight?"

Producer Akihiko Ishimaru quickly approached Nakamura Masahiro, ignoring the curious and probing glances around him, and asked for his opinion in a low voice.

"I'm leaving Nemuro soon, so I can just relax for everyone... The recent filming has been quite hard. If we go back to Tokyo, it will be more troublesome to arrange a dinner party."

"Okay, you can make arrangements."

Nakamura Masahiro had no objection. After thinking for a moment, he readily agreed. However, he still reminded: "Let everyone drink less, so as not to affect the crew's return to Tokyo."

"Nakamura-san, aren't you going to join the party?"

From Nakamura Masahiro's tone, producer Akihiko Ishimaru understood that the other party would not attend the dinner, which made him a little surprised.

"I won't participate, so as not to affect everyone's enthusiasm for the dinner."

Masahiro Nakamura's position is the supervisor of the crew, and he has a high-ranking role with producer Akihiko Ishimaru. If he is involved, the atmosphere of the dinner can be imagined.

After all, when the crew is filming on weekdays, Masahiro Nakamura always looks expressionless, and his serious and harsh attitude makes many people feel afraid.

In contrast, Akihiko Ishimaru, a powerful producer, seemed very approachable in the eyes of the crew and staff.

"In addition, I plan to return to Tokyo early. I will rest for two days before getting into editing work."

"Okay, then you can go back to Tokyo first...leave everything here to me."

Everyone at TBS TV station had high hopes for the Taiwanese celebration drama "Antarctica", and Akihiko Ishimaru knew that Masahiro Nakamura was under a lot of pressure.

Now that the filming of the TV series has been successfully completed, Nakamura Masahiro should relax: there is still intensive editing work ahead, and it is impossible not to adjust well.

"Senior, see you in Tokyo then."

After saying goodbye to producer Akihiko Ishimaru, Masahiro Nakamura simply packed up and hurried back to Tokyo with Kazuji Mizuno.

When the crew members gathered together, toasting and drinking in the brightly lit izakaya, and mingling with each other, the flights taken by Nakamura Masahiro and Mizuno Kazuji had landed steadily at Tokyo Haneda Airport.

"I have notified the design department, let's go there tomorrow."

The vehicle to pick up the plane was arranged by Kazuji Mizuno, who contacted Honda in advance before boarding the plane.

"Take a good rest tonight and recuperate your spirits."

Opening the car door, Mizuno Kazushi let Nakamura Masahiro into the car. Then, he also raised his feet and sat directly next to him.

"Senior Mizuno, don't follow so closely..."

Mizuno Kazuji's posture was like a personal bodyguard protecting Masahiro Nakamura, giving him the illusion that his freedom was restricted.

"I promised to go to Honda's design department, and I will definitely not break my promise again."

"You said the same thing twice before, but you still gave up in the end."

With a slight smile on his face, Mizuno Kazushi casually defended Nakamura Masahiro. It looked like a very peaceful smile, but it had an inexplicable sarcastic feeling.

"I think it's better for me to follow you."

Nakamura Masahiro was speechless for a moment. Having a history of breaking promises was a bad thing, and it was very difficult to make others believe him again.

The wheels rolled over the ground and drove quickly through the colorful streets of Tokyo. The bright neon lights kept flashing, reflecting each other.

There were very few pedestrians on the roadside, and everyone seemed to be in a hurry to go home. Instead, some drunken social animals were wandering around the streets and alleys, venting their emotions in a wild manner.

The night was dark, like a dark curtain. The dim yellow street lamps emitted light, driving away the surrounding darkness and dimming the desolation of the night.

"At this point, there are no people on the street..."

Noticing that Nakamura Masahiro's eyes were always on the car window, Mizuno Kazuki, who was slightly bored, couldn't help but find a topic.

"If you want to experience Tokyo's nightlife, it's either the izakayas in the alleys or the famous Ginza."

"Actually, the best place is Ginza, a city full of glamour."

Although Nakamura Masahiro didn't answer and his attitude was non-committal, Mizuno Kazuji seemed to be getting more and more enthusiastic as he talked.

"When you have time to go to Ginza, I will introduce you to Ginza's courtesan Emily, who is a eloquent beauty..."

"Mizuno-senpai, I'm not interested in Ginza's oiran."

With a sigh, Nakamura Masahiro casually interrupted Mizuno Kazuji's rambling. If he had been allowed to continue talking, he would probably have been able to talk until he arrived at the hotel.

"It's okay to see Ginza, but forget about being an oiran."

Masahiro Nakamura actually doesn’t know much about the courtesans in Ginza, Tokyo. He only knows that the so-called courtesans are essentially just barmaids.

Well, if you really want to compare, the courtesan is probably the most powerful among the bartenders, and she is considered to be at the top of the industry in Ginza.

But what does this have to do with Nakamura Masahiro? He neither needs an oiran to accompany him with drinks to entertain him, nor does he need an oiran to help him with his work.

"Nakamura-san, are you really not interested at all?"

Mizuno Kazuji looked at Nakamura Masahiro with great interest. Seeing the other person's listless appearance, he thought that Nakamura Masahiro was just showing off.

"When you have time to go to Ginza, I can introduce you to him."

How many men in Japan's entertainment industry don't want to meet the courtesan in Ginza? If so, it's most likely because of lack of money.

After all, although the colorful world of Ginza is glamorous, the consumption in this place is also quite high. Without strong economic strength, most people really don’t dare to go.

"Not interested in...."

Shaking his head, Nakamura Masahiro replied firmly. In his eyes, there is nothing special about oiran, and they are not as good as Arimura Kasumi, who is in business.

Not to mention anything else, Arimura Kasumi is blessed by fame, and she obeys Nakamura Masahiro's advice, and she behaves like a docile kitten.

Isn't this better than those courtesans in Ginza?