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"Imada-san, do you understand your smile? You want the audience to feel that your smile comes from the heart and can make people feel happy emotions..."

Only two minutes after the filming started, the advertising supervisor called a timeout. He first asked Nakamura Masahiro to take a rest, and then rushed to Mio Imada's side with vigorous steps.

"Did you know? Your smile just now was very deliberate. You could tell it was fake at a glance, and the audience could tell it at a glance."

Although advertising supervision seems a bit unreliable, he is in this industry after all, and his professional ability is relatively strong. One set of rhetoric confused Imada Mio.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, shrugged her little head, her whole body was filled with low pressure of depression, and her whole expression seemed to be in a trance.

Although Imada Mio knew that her performance just now was indeed not good enough, the advertising supervisor's words were too much, which made her feel very aggrieved.

She felt that her smile was normal, just like her usual smile. How come it turned out to be deliberate and false in the mouth of the advertising supervisor?

"You have to know that the shooting time for commercials is very tight..."

The advertising supervisor was still scolding him endlessly. He was not in a good mood to begin with, and Mio Imada hit the target again, so she naturally became his punching bag.

Yamada, the training teacher on the side, wanted to come forward and say something nice, but was given a stern look by the advertising supervisor, and he backed away knowingly.

Even though the advertising supervisor looked humble in front of Nakamura Masahiro and the representatives of Meigetsudo, he looked completely weak and could be manipulated at will.

But in front of people like Mio Imada, who has a lower status in the entertainment industry, he is a completely strong person, showing all his arrogance and dominance.

"I'll give you five minutes to adjust and find your own state..."

Probably having vented his emotions, the advertising supervisor said angrily and ran up to Nakamura Masahiro with a fawning smile on his face.

"Director Nakamura, I'm sorry, the newcomer is inexperienced, we need to reshoot later..."

"fine...."

Nakamura Masahiro raised his eyes and glanced at the other person, knowing that it was normal for the advertising supervisor to scold the girl, and it was also normal in the workplace.

However, he could guess that the advertising supervisor had some tricks up his sleeve, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the girl in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl looking timidly. Masahiro Nakamura couldn't hold it back for a moment, so he softly persuaded her.

"For newcomers, it's normal to have no experience. Please be more patient."

"Hey, Director Nakamura is right..."

To Nakamura Masahiro's persuasion, the advertising supervisor humbly accepted it, and the main thing was to listen to the advice.

"I will give her a little more patience, and I will explain it to her later..."

Then, the advertising supervisor called the girl in front of him and explained it in a gentle manner, which was completely in contrast to the previous stern face.

Mio Imada blinked from time to time, her expression obviously a little confused. Maybe she was confused by the friendly attitude of the advertising supervisor?

I don’t know if it was the advertising supervisor’s explanation that had an effect? ​​Or was it the training teacher Yamada who just gave the girl a little private treatment?

After restarting filming, Imada Mio's performance indeed improved a lot, and the smile on her face seemed less deliberate.

It's just that it feels a little greasy inexplicably? Maybe they didn't feel it, but Masahiro Nakamura and Mio Imada were opposite each other, so he was really a bit uncomfortable with it.

"Can I pause for a few minutes?"

Unable to hold back, Nakamura Masahiro raised his hand high, glanced at the curious advertising supervisor, and politely asked for instructions.

"Hi, it's okay...Director Nakamura."

Although he was very curious about Nakamura Masahiro's actions, the advertising supervisor responded quickly and honestly.

As a result, the shooting was temporarily stopped, the photography equipment also stopped running, and the surrounding staff stepped back a little, giving room for Nakamura Masahiro and Imada Mio to talk.

"Imada-san...."

When Mio Imada was wondering, she heard Masahiro Nakamura ask with a solemn expression: "There was something wrong with your smile just now. Who taught you?"

The girl's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes subconsciously drifted towards the advertising supervisor not far away. Although she didn't speak, she had already completed her silent answer.

"Forget the method he gave you..."

Nakamura Masahiro directly denied the advertising supervisor's explanation to Imada Mio. He didn't know what the other party taught specifically? But the greasy effect it presented was definitely not good.

Although he was only paid to do things, and Nakamura Masahiro was just starring in an advertisement, he still wanted to try his best to avoid this kind of thing that might become a black history.

"You listen to me and do whatever I say..."

His eyes were fixed on the girl's delicate facial features, and the innocent and cute look of the girl next door made Nakamura Masahiro feel a faint throbbing in his heart.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Mio Imada's face with a professional supervisory perspective, and said after careful consideration: "First let your mood be in a more relaxed and natural state."

A relatively relaxed natural state? What is a relatively relaxed natural state?

Imada Mio looked confused. Although she could understand Nakamura Masahiro's words, she did not understand what he meant.

After all, Imada Mio is just a teenage girl. Even if she can meet the age standard for marriage immediately, she is still a minor legally.

Well, according to Japan's current law, the marriage age standards for men and women are 18 and 16 years old respectively, which is not consistent with the other side's idea of ​​late marriage and late childbearing.

Even if the Japanese government makes legal adjustments in the future, it will only raise the marriage age for women to 18 years old.

"Let's do this..."

Looking at Mio Imada's confused expression, Nakamura Masahiro knew that she didn't understand, so he patiently gave the girl specific guidance.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Take a deep breath first...see what I do, and then follow my example and do it again."

With that said, Masahiro Nakamura started his demonstration: he straightened his chest and tightened his abdomen, then took a deep breath, and his facial muscles naturally relaxed.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, outlining a subtle arc. His expression, which clearly looked calm, instantly made people feel his gentle smile, which made people feel good.

Mio Imada couldn't help but widen her eyes. She had heard of the term acting before, but had never had a deep understanding of it. At this time, it was embodied by Masahiro Nakamura in front of her.

"Director Nakamura...."

With a look of admiration in her eyes, Imada Mio timidly said: "Can you demonstrate again?"

Just now she was just shocked, but now when she thinks back to the subtle expression changes demonstrated by Masahiro Nakamura, her mind is completely blank.

Although I know that this request is a bit too rash, if I can learn a little knowledge about acting, even if I am scolded, Imada Mio feels that it is worth it.

After all, the training provided by the agency only teaches some models how to walk and show their movements, and does not allow them to learn relatively high-end acting knowledge.

On the one hand, offices do not have this condition. It costs a lot to hire a professional acting teacher, and most offices are reluctant to spend this money.

Only large offices in Tokyo would bother to hire acting teachers for their artists, or sign up for senior acting training courses in the industry.

On the other hand, the route taken by ordinary models is also the type of portraiture and wetness. To put it bluntly, they are just selling meat, and there is no need for such things as acting.

"Okay, but you have to look carefully..."

Nakamura Masahiro reminded him, and then, under the girl's gaze, he once again demonstrated how to show a natural smile through small changes in facial details.

Perhaps professional actors can perform this kind of skill very well, but for amateurs who have no specific experience, it is quite difficult.

Masahiro Nakamura vaguely remembers that when he was still in the entertainment industry on the other side of the country, he would often meet the kind of popular artists who relied on their faces to make a living in some crews.

Not to mention completing a difficult performance, even the two small states of normal smile and sadness cannot be achieved, and the effect presented is even physically uncomfortable.

If it were placed in the Japanese entertainment industry, the audience would have been disgraced and even asked to kneel down in front of the camera to apologize.

But who wants me to work in the entertainment industry on the other side, which has a good environment and is followed by a large number of idiot fans, so I can always enjoy comfortable treatment.

"Imada-san, imagine how you feel when you see the beautiful scenery of cherry blossoms blooming?"

Seeing that the girl was trying to change her expression, Nakamura Masahiro guided her and started assisting her.

"Or, you got a better ranking in a certain exam in school."

"Or maybe you taste a certain kind of food that you like, and that feeling of joy..."

Nakamura Masahiro's voice is very magnetic, and his eloquent words quickly brought Imada Mio into the state.

The girl squinted her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily, her bright eyes seemed to be shining, and her sweet smile from the heart seemed to be overflowing.

"That's right, that's it. It looks good and natural when you smile..."

Nakamura Masahiro praised him, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed the advertising supervisor's questioning look, so he nodded in response.

The advertising supervisor who received the signal was obviously relieved, and then he clapped his hands. After attracting everyone's attention, he directly announced that the filming would continue.

With Masahiro Nakamura's guidance just now, Mio Imada's shooting went much smoother. Her smile was sweet and cute, and her greasy feeling completely disappeared.

I saw the girl standing next to Nakamura Masahiro. The two looked like a couple, and a rich sweet atmosphere lingered around them.

In her hand, she held Meigetsudo's representative product "Hakata Dori りもん". Next to her, Masahiro Nakamura also held another style of gift box. The two of them had a tacit understanding and complemented each other.

""Hakata Pass りもん", your best choice."

The advertising slogan was spoken in unison, and as the advertising supervisor raised his hand to make a pause gesture, the entire filming stopped for an instant.

"Director Nakamura, take a rest first...we still need to take two more backup shots."