Japanese big things

When I came out of the TV station building, the drizzle outside had stopped, the sky began to clear up, and the originally damp and cold temperature became a little warmer.

The ground is still damp, and residual water stains can be seen at any time. Small pits in some corners are filled with rainwater. The calm water surface is calm, and only with the occasional breeze blowing, will there be a slight ripple.

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Carrying his briefcase, Nakamura Tomimasa opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and quickly started the car. He was going to Kanazawa Nishi High School, which was the school where Nakamura Masahiro once attended, and he planned to learn some things.<

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Although Fukuda Mizuki, Nakamura Masahiro's mother, had told him some inside information, but without confirmation in person, he still maintained a skeptical attitude. It wasn't that he didn't trust the other party, Nakamura Tomimasa just simply didn't want to believe it.

That’s all.

Since the distance was not very far and the road was smooth, Nakamura Tomimasa quickly arrived at Kanazawa Nishi High School. He met up with his appointment, Kuno Eio, who was a teacher at Kanazawa Nishi High School. He had been Nakamura Masahiro's teacher.

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"I'm very sorry to disturb you at this time."

The two moved to a coffee shop near the school. While waiting for the clerk to deliver coffee, Nakamura Tomimasa first expressed his apology. In Japanese society, teachers are a highly respected profession, and it would be rude to interrupt them rashly.

"It's okay. Nakamura-san must have come to me because of something. If I guessed correctly, it should be about Nakamura Masahiro."

Kuno Eio smiled modestly and said meaningfully. He knew the identity of Nakamura Tomimasa and had some contact with each other, so the two were considered acquaintances and the atmosphere of the conversation was relatively relaxed.

"Indeed, I came here mainly because I wanted to know about Yahong's situation in the school."

Nodding in the affirmative, Nakamura Tomimasa directly explained his purpose. It was quite normal for Kuno Eio to guess his purpose. Apart from this reason, he and Kuno Eio basically had nothing to do with each other.

"Well, how should I put it, Nakamura Masahiro... He is actually just like a normal student, there is nothing special about him."

After pondering for a while, Kuno Eio tried hard to recall the memory of Nakamura Masahiro, and concluded after careful consideration: "In terms of personality, he is relatively introverted in school. He doesn't socialize much with other classmates, and he likes himself.

If you stay alone quietly, you can be regarded as a relatively withdrawn person."

"In terms of study, I can't say that I am serious, and my grades are only at an average level."

Seemingly remembering something, Kuno Eio's face suddenly became more solemn, and he said seriously: "If there is anything special, it is probably that in the last year, he took a little more leave. In addition, he took a little more leave.

Well, it’s all about getting into college!”

"It stands to reason that with his performance level, even if he can't get into a top university, there is still no problem in an average university."

The tone of his speech was full of doubts, and Kuno Eio also had a strange look on his face. He continued: "But the strange thing is that he answered the questions on the test paper. Many simple questions were answered wrong."

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"You mean, he made the mistake on purpose?"

Nakamura Tomimasa heard the implication of Kuno Eio, and he confirmed smoothly: "You didn't answer the question seriously at all?"

"Well, I can only understand it this way."

The affirmative answer came out of his mouth, which was also Kuno Eio's true thought. He looked at Nakamura Tomimasa deep in thought, and then reminded: "Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain those simple test questions that were wrongly done, and even basic common sense was wrong.

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"I understand, thank you."

Heaving a long sigh of relief, Nakamura Tomimasa bowed his head and thanked him. Although there is no definite evidence, considering that time point, it is not difficult to speculate on all the doubts. Presumably, the conflicts at home should have affected him, right?

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After chatting casually for a while, Kuno Eio returned to school. Nakamura Tomimasa planned to go home and rest. But suddenly he remembered that Nakamura Masahiro's studio seemed to be at Kanashikita 1-chome, which was not very far away, so

I plan to go there and have a look.

The car was driving on a secluded road. Tomimasa Nakamura slowed down the car and casually looked at the surrounding environment while glancing at it from time to time, trying to find the specific location of the studio. Although he got the address from Masahiro Nakamura,

But because he has never been here before, he is not very familiar with it.

The environment on the street is very quiet, and there are relatively few pedestrians on the road. Except for a few young people who can be seen occasionally, most of them are elderly people. This area should be a relatively remote area.

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The houses next to it also look relatively old, not to say dilapidated, but they should be quite old. The adjacent trees are quite tall, with lush branches and leaves, and many branched tree trunks.

When we got to the roof, we were squatting irregularly, as if we were occupying the territory.

What is going on in this area? The trees have not been pruned for a long time, and there are no signs of repairs on the houses. Could it be that no one is taking care of it?

Tomimasa Nakamura murmured to himself as he parked the car on the side of the road. Following the signs on the wall, he turned a fork in the road, and after walking a few steps, he turned into a secluded alley. If

If you go correctly, Masahiro Nakamura's studio seems to be in the alley.

The alley was very quiet, except for a few people sitting together in one place. They seemed to be holding books or something in their hands, and they all looked at it silently, without making any sound, and only looked very serious.
"Excuse me, is this Nakamura Masahiro's studio?"

Walking closer, Tomimasa Nakamura observed it quietly. Because there was no sign, he didn't know if this was Masahiro Nakamura's studio, so he could only ask someone casually.

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"Hi, that's right....Who are you looking for?"

The person being asked was a little surprised. He put down what he was holding, affirmed first, and then asked politely. Then he reacted and confirmed: "Are you looking for Nakamura Masahiro-san?

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Several other people around him also stopped looking at things and cast their gazes on Nakamura Tomimasa. Doubts and curiosity flashed in their eyes, and they looked at him one by one, trying to guess and identify his identity.
"Yes, I'm looking for him, could you please notify me?"

The other party's answer made Nakamura Tomimasa feel happy, this must be it. He nodded immediately and said in a positive tone: "It's troublesome."

"It's okay, please wait a moment."

The other party didn't think much, replied, got up and walked inside. After about a minute, he came out, and the person following him was none other than Masahiro Nakamura.

"Odosan?"

Seeing the people standing outside, Nakamura Masahiro was a little surprised, and subconsciously said hello: "Why are you here?"

Although he informed the other party of the location of the studio, Nakamura Masahiro never thought that his father would come in person. Therefore, he was quite surprised by Nakamura Tomimasa's arrival.

"I just happened to get here, and I remembered that your studio is nearby, so I decided to come and have a look."

Nakamura Tomimasa replied casually. He looked around at the people around him. It was estimated that these people were recruited by Nakamura Masahiro. He glanced inside again because the light was relatively dark.

, but I can’t see clearly inside.

"Odosan, let's go to the side and chat."

Noticing the inquiring looks of everyone on the side, Nakamura Masahiro knew that this was not a suitable place for conversation. So, he took his father Nakamura Tomimasa and walked a little further. After getting a little further away, the two of them stood against the wall.

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"How's the situation on your side?"

After calming down, Nakamura Tomimasa suppressed those unnecessary thoughts and directly asked Nakamura Masahiro about the film preparations. Although he didn't quite agree with Nakamura Masahiro's radical ideas and methods, the other party's preparations were orderly.

But Nakamura Tomimasa couldn't find any reason to object.

"We are almost ready now..."

After all, he has done a lot of preliminary work, and Nakamura Masahiro also has rich experience in this. Therefore, when talking about this question, he answered with confidence: "In the follow-up, I just need to bring the equipment over and get familiar with it.

Ready to start shooting."

"Okay, then arrange for someone to come to the TV station to pick up the equipment as soon as possible."

We had communicated on this matter on the phone before, so Nakamura Tomimasa didn't ask too much. He nodded and said: "In terms of rent, it is considered an investment in the TV station."

According to the plan communicated before, in addition to equipment, the TV station should also invest part of it. But unfortunately, Nakamura Tomashi's proposal was not approved. He is not the decision-maker after all. Fortunately, the lending of equipment can be regarded as an investment, but Nakamura does not need to

Masahiro considers the issue of expenditure.

"As for the Cultural Promotion Fund, I have already inquired about it."

When the matter of sponsorship was mentioned, Nakamura Tomimasa's mood improved slightly because it went relatively smoothly, and he said with a hint of joy: "If nothing happens, I should be able to apply for 1.5 million yen."

"So many?"

The expression on his face was very surprised, and Nakamura Masahiro blurted out surprised words. His mental expectation was only 500,000 yen, and he really didn't expect that the Cultural Promotion Fund could give so much.

Originally, Nakamura Masahiro's standards for soliciting sponsorships were relatively high, but after attracting tens of thousands of yen in sponsorship from a bunch of small businesses, his psychological expectations continued to decrease. After all, people are poor but have short ambitions, and their ideals are full.

The reality is very skinny.

"A lot?"

Tomimasa Nakamura glanced at Masahiro Nakamura, and was very dissatisfied with his fuss, and said: "If the scale of your movie hadn't been too small, the sponsorship fee could have been raised a lot."