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"If there is no suitable candidate, we may need to go to Tokyo for filming..."

"Director Nakamura, please relax your standards a little... After all, Fukuoka cannot be compared with Tokyo, which is the center of the entertainment industry."

"Relax your standards? Actually, my standards are really not high, as long as I can maintain a calm mind... If I can't stay calm even during the audition, more problems will occur during the filming."

"Then... how about you stay in Fukuoka for two more days? Finish the filming and then leave."

"My itinerary is only for two days. If I delay too much in Fukuoka, it will be difficult to arrange the subsequent work..."

"Director Nakamura, let's do this... you can stay in Fukuoka for one more day, just one day, right?"

"My schedule is all planned..."

"I'll apply for another subsidy separately for you."

"Well... let me think about it."

After simply eating something and drinking a cup of coffee, Nakamura Masahiro and the representative of Mingyuetang walked back towards the conference room while chatting.

After some verbal push and pull, the two reached a preliminary agreement: Masahiro Nakamura would stay in Fukuoka for one day, and Meigetsudo would subsidize an additional fee.

"Director Nakamura, the three candidates in the conference room are our final choices."

As soon as Nakamura Masahiro and the representative of Meigetsudo walked to the door, the president of the modeling agency responsible for providing audition candidates walked up to them.

Although his greasy face looked a little funny, and his flattering expression made Nakamura Masahiro feel physically uncomfortable, but for the sake of decency and courtesy, Nakamura Masahiro restrained himself and remained silent.

Seeing Nakamura Masahiro's solemn expression, the smile on the president's face suddenly stopped, and he looked at the Meigetsudo representative beside him as if asking for help.

The reason why his modeling agency was responsible for providing audition candidates for this campaign to select actors for the commercial was because of the relationship with the Myungwoldang representative.

"If Supervisor Nakamura thinks it's suitable, he will definitely choose it..."

The representative of Mingyuetang straightened his face, as if he was objective and neutral, and said in a deep voice: "If it is not suitable, then you should provide a suitable candidate as soon as possible."

Hearing what the other party said, the president of the firm immediately grimaced, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer?

His modeling agency is considered to be the best in Fukuoka, and the candidates provided are all selected from the best, but compared with Tokyo, where talents gather, it will definitely be inferior.

If even the three candidates for selection are not suitable, then he really doesn't know where to find a candidate that satisfies Director Nakamura?

Leaving the president of the firm alone in the corridor, Masahiro Nakamura and representatives from Meigetsu Hall strolled into the conference room.

As soon as the two of them came in, they saw three girls standing at the edge, a little reserved, and knew that they were the last choices.

I quietly observed their reactions, and I don't know if it was because they were warned in advance. They seemed very calm, but they didn't look too nervous.

Nakamura Masahiro and the representatives of Mingyuedang glanced at each other subconsciously, and without saying anything, they sat directly in the judging seats in front of them.

Not two minutes after I sat down, the advertising supervisor hurried back with his assistant, panting and looking very tired.

Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but glance at the other party curiously, and guessed with a bad taste in his heart: If you are so tired, could it be that the two of you just had some exercise?

Thoughts of speculation were still lingering in Nakamura Masahiro's mind, and he heard the representative of Meigetsudo sternly reprimanding the advertising supervisor.

"Baga, what time is it now? You are still in the mood to have fun with women..."

"Asshole, if you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will do it..."

"If it weren't for Takeuchi-san's sake, do you think you could be the supervisor?"

I don’t know whether the representative of Meigetsudo was holding back his anger? Or the advertising supervisor really went too far, and his reprimand made Nakamura Masahiro dumbfounded.

In other words, Japan's entertainment industry has a lot more variety than the other side's entertainment industry. The other side may still be a little concerned about morality and influence, but the Japanese side really dares to do whatever they want.

For example, the advertising supervisor in front of me, during the break between auditions, which probably took less than an hour, was actually in the mood to have in-depth exchanges at this time?

In fact, Nakamura Masahiro has long heard of similar behavior in the entertainment industry, but he felt that it was far away before, but he did not expect that he would actually encounter it.

Turning his head, Nakamura Masahiro was really not in the mood to look at the slightly scrawled face of the advertising supervisor. Maybe those who engage in art are more popular?

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the three girls participating in the audition. Among them, the girl near the door of the conference room had her curious eyes widened.

Sensing Nakamura Masahiro's gaze on her, the girl lowered her head in a panic, but after a moment, she suddenly raised her head again.

Now, Masahiro Nakamura was able to take a closer look at the girl. Her clear and watery eyes were like gems, and her slightly round face looked full of energy.

Although she maintained a calm expression, the panic in her eyes was like a deer trying to escape, always subconsciously trying to look away.

Interesting... Are you a little timid but want to show your brave side?

Nakamura Masahiro looked at the girl with interest, and suddenly a small desire to tease her arose in his heart.

"Director Nakamura, can we start?"

The voice of the representative of Mingyuedang suddenly sounded nearby, and Nakamura Masahiro's thoughts were interrupted. He couldn't help but glance at the rather gray-faced advertising supervisor, feeling a little pity for him inexplicably.

Supervisors who have not been around may be able to handle amateurs or low-level artists in the entertainment industry, but when facing a client like Ming Yuetang, they can only kneel down and beg for food.

"No need to choose..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the slightly shocked eyes of the Mingyuetang representative, Nakamura Masahiro raised his hand and pointed at the girl who interested him very much.

"Just her."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the conference room unanimously turned their attention to the girl standing at the end, wanting to see what was special about her?

Being stared at by everyone with real eyes, Imada Mio couldn't help but panic. She also felt a little confused at this time.

If she hadn't always remembered the instructions from her trainer Yamada, she would have been unable to control the nervousness in her heart and would have been trembling at a loss.

On weekdays, although her personality is a little introverted and socially anxious, she wouldn't feel uneasy at the moment because the aura of those in the judging panel is too strong.

Although he was simply sitting there and didn't do anything special, his whole body was filled with an aura of keeping strangers away, which made people feel fearful.

No wonder those seniors in the firm were eliminated. Who could stand the majesty of a big shot without being reminded or warned in advance?

"Imada-san, congratulations..."

Before Mio Imada could recover, the two companions beside her had already begun to congratulate her, their sour tones full of yin and yang.

"We were still nervous and worried before, but it turns out that Imada-san's calmness was already prepared."

Seeing that the two companions who were originally close to each other seemed to have changed into different people, the friendship in the past was suddenly wiped out, leaving Imada Mio feeling strange.

Suddenly, a sour feeling arose in her heart. Imada Mio watched her two companions who came for the audition walk out of the conference room.

After a moment, their figures disappeared from sight, less than 20 meters away, like kites with broken strings.

"Imada-san, why are you still standing there?"

A familiar voice interrupted Imada Mio's thoughts. She turned her head subconsciously, and it turned out that Mr. Yamada appeared beside her.

"Hurry up and get ready with me, and you have to adjust your condition..."

"You have passed the audition now, and you are working with the famous director Masahiro Nakamura. Come on."

Teacher Yamada was a little excited. He clenched his hands into fists and made an encouraging gesture towards Mio Imada.

For the modeling agency in Fukuoka, the famous director Masahiro Nakamura, who is already famous in Japan, is definitely a super big shot.

On weekdays, let alone having the opportunity to cooperate with Nakamura Masahiro, even wanting to meet him is extremely difficult.

Now, Mio Imada, who was trained by Mr. Yamada, has been spotted by the famous supervisor Masahiro Nakamura, which makes him very happy.

Imada Mio turned her head and glanced at the judges' seat in a daze, only to see that those powerful figures with strong auras had disappeared.

The thoughts in her mind were a bit confused, and the girl followed Mr. Yamada out of the conference room in a daze, and then moved to a nearby studio.

This studio has been rented by Mingyuetang in advance, and all the corresponding advertising crews are in place, and the sets required for filming have been completed long ago.

After all, the time that Masahiro Nakamura can stay in Fukuoka is limited. If Meigetsudo does not make corresponding arrangements in advance, they will be responsible for the delay.

Yamada led Mio Imada straight to the dressing room of the studio. He greeted every staff member he met along the way politely.

Although he is only engaged in training at a modeling agency, Yamada has a deep understanding of the entertainment industry. He knows that even the lowest-level staff cannot be offended at will.

Perhaps, they are indeed inconspicuous and cannot achieve anything big, but if they play tricks, they will only suffer.

When he entered the dressing room, the famous director Masahiro Nakamura was already sitting on the chair. He was currently sleeping with his eyes closed, allowing the makeup artist to apply smudges on his face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Nakamura Masahiro suddenly opened his eyes, but because of the angle, he couldn't see who came in?

However, it seems that there are not many people who can come to the dressing room? He asked tentatively: "Is Imada-san here?"

"Hi...."

Imada Mio was still a little confused, but she suddenly heard Nakamura Masahiro's voice and saw Yamada-sensei winking at her, so she quickly responded weakly.

"Sorry, Director Nakamura, we are late..."

Before Mio Imada could finish her words, Yamada quickly took over the conversation and assumed a humble posture.

"Well...."

Nakamura Masahiro just asked, but he didn't take it too seriously. Unexpectedly, when the other party said this, he felt a little embarrassed to continue the topic, so he could only end the topic reservedly.

"I just arrived. Let's put on makeup and get ready."