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When you are addicted to work, time often passes very quickly. If you don't pay attention, it will be like the tram passing by. When you come back to your senses, it has disappeared into the distance. They say that every inch of time is worth every inch of gold, but I don't know.

How much money is this fleeting time worth?

With a creaking sound, the door of the compartment in the editing room was opened. Immediately afterwards, Masahiro Nakamura staggered out from inside, his dull eyes were bloodshot, and his messy hair was like a chicken coop.

A cheerful and youthful image in daily life.

"Hey, Nakamura-san...."

Seeing the appearance of Nakamura Masahiro, the editor was immediately startled. He subconsciously stepped back a little, staring at Nakamura Masahiro. He was probably a little scared, and he asked loudly: "You

What's going on?"

"Uh, what's wrong?"

The editor's actions were a bit too exaggerated, which confused Nakamura Masahiro. He blinked his eyes, his dull eyes became a little more alert, and his hazy consciousness gradually became clearer.

His hands suddenly covered his cheeks, and Nakamura Masahiro rubbed them vigorously. It was just torturing his old face anyway, so there was no need to worry too much. As the touch became stronger, his mind returned to a sober state in an instant.

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"That's right. The state you were in just now was really scary."

Seeing that Nakamura Masahiro became normal, the editor breathed a sigh of relief and said: "If I dress up a little bit, I can participate in a zombie drama."

"Uh, is it that exaggerated?"

The other party's words were a bit exaggerated, and Nakamura Masahiro didn't believe them at all. He always felt that this guy was talking too much. It was okay that he wasn't so familiar with him before, but once he became familiar with it, he kept talking about akb48 to Nakamura Masahiro, trying to get Nakamura Masahiro into the meal.

Circle.

However, Masahiro Nakamura was really uninterested and too annoyed, so he simply cut down on going out, and simply hid in his cubicle and immersed himself in editing. This not only avoided the harassment of the editor, but also improved the efficiency of his work.

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"By the way, is the video finished?"

Ignoring the topic of Nakamura Masahiro's status, the editor switched directly to editing and said: "According to your efficiency, the editing should be completed."

In his free time, the editor also went to the cubicle to take a look. Although it is not clear what Masahiro Nakamura's standards for editing are, but for a film with a small investment and no requirements for special effects, the progress of the editing work should be

Relatively fast.

"After the editing is completed, the soundtrack and color correction will be added in the post-production process. It should be completed in a few days."

Reaching out and scratching his head, Nakamura Masahiro felt exhausted. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Who told him that this film was just a small investment, and he had to do everything by himself. On the one hand, he could not find a suitable helper, and on the other hand, Nakamura Masahiro

I’m not worried.

Because there is a reference object in the memory, if Nakamura Masahiro does it by himself, the efficiency will undoubtedly be the highest. If someone else does it, let alone whether the efficiency can keep up, it will take a while just to get familiar with it.

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After walking out of the editing room, Nakamura Masahiro first went to the bathroom on the floor to clean himself up carefully, and his original slightly slovenly image was instantly reversed. He was originally a cheerful and handsome image, and he must not be dragged down by the editor.

After simply tidying up, Nakamura Masahiro walked down the stairs, ready to go outside to eat something. I don’t know what happened, but all the staff he met along the way looked like they were in a hurry, and Nakamura Masahiro was confused.

I don’t even dare to say hello.

By the way, as far as Masahiro Nakamura knows now, the cooperation between Hokuriku Broadcasting and Tulip TV is relatively smooth. The first thing to start production is the variety show team, with Osawa Yuhito as the producer, and Hokuriku Broadcasting is responsible for providing experienced

Production team.

Although Masahiro Nakamura has not watched it at all, I heard that the ratings of the variety show are not bad, and the reputation is not too bad. Well, it can’t be said to be outstanding, but it is decent, and it can be broadcast on Ishikawa TV and Hokuriku Asahi Broadcasting

As well as major competitors such as Kanazawa TV Station, they are not falling behind in the competition for regional ratings.

As for the TV series, it seems that it is still in preparation. I don’t know the specific preparation progress? It is estimated that it will be relatively slow. After all, the Hokuriku region is relatively remote and not as prosperous as Tokyo, with all aspects of industry being very developed.

Disorganized thoughts were flying wildly, and various thoughts were switching back and forth without warning. Nakamura Masahiro thought about the situation of Hokuriku Broadcasting for a while, and the next moment he jumped to the post-production of the film, and after a while he switched to Shiba Fune Koide.

advertising matters.

"Masahiro-san, where are you going?"

Just as Nakamura Masahiro was wandering out of the Hokuriku Broadcasting Station, a familiar voice suddenly stopped him. He glanced back subconsciously and saw Genichiro Miyagi walking over quickly. He didn't know he was there.

What happened?

"I was going to have something to eat. I just came out of the editing room."

Shutting his eyelids, Nakamura Masahiro replied listlessly: "What's the matter?"

"That's not true. I just wanted to ask you, have you finished editing the film?"

Standing in front of Nakamura Masahiro, a gentle smile appeared on Miyagi Genichiro's face, and he truthfully expressed his thoughts: "I am looking forward to your work."

"The editing is over... However, there is still work such as soundtrack and color correction, which will probably take a few more days."

After thinking for a while with a frown, Nakamura Masahiro told the truth. It's not something that needs to be kept secret, so it's okay for Miyagi Genichiro to know, and he may need his help in the future.

"That's it, that's good, I'll wait for your good news."

Nodding in understanding, Miyagi Genichiro left. Obviously, his purpose of finding Nakamura Masahiro should be about the film. Well, Miyagi Genichiro is more active than Nakamura Masahiro himself in this state.

Walking slowly along the street, after a few minutes, Nakamura Masahiro turned into the familiar convenience store. At first, he came here with the editor to buy things, and then Nakamura Masahiro came here a few times himself.

Got to be familiar with it.

"Please help me take down that one, that one, and this one."

He took a careful look at the shelves behind the convenience store clerk. The dazzling array of products was a bit dazzling. Nakamura Masahiro thought about it for a moment, then stretched out his finger to point at a few things on the counter and motioned to the clerk to help take them down.<

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"Okay, please wait."

The clerk agreed, turned around, and skillfully took down the products that Nakamura Masahiro needed. Then, he put the products on the counter, scanned the codes one by one, calculated the prices, and quoted the amount to Nakamura Masahiro.

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After skillfully paying the bill, Nakamura Masahiro took the purchased items and sat down in the dining area of ​​the convenience store. After unpacking, Nakamura Masahiro started eating directly. After struggling for so long, he was already hungry.<

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Suddenly, a soft guitar sound sounded, and the familiar song intro stunned Nakamura Masahiro who was eating. Before he could recover, a more familiar voice sounded.

"You are my beautiful girl, like a perfect candy. It makes me angry with anxiety, and makes me angry with your sweetness."

"You are my beautiful girl. Even if I see other girls, all I see is you. Only you can do nothing."

The singing voice is very soft, full of playful melody, fresh and refined, and the melodious and graceful sound is presented to the greatest extent. The bright sunshine arises spontaneously, and the cool and hearty character fills the heart.

Uh, no, this seems to be a song I sang myself, right?

Pouting his lips and thinking for a while, Nakamura Masahiro felt more and more strange. He had only sung once in that singing competition. Even if it spread after someone filmed it, wouldn't even a convenience store have his own song, right?

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Subconsciously turning his head, Nakamura Masahiro looked in the direction of the music playing. He saw a girl standing in front of a shelf, holding a mobile phone in her hand and looking at something. The familiar song was coming from her mobile phone.

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With curiosity in mind, Nakamura Masahiro stood up and walked over. I don't know if it was because the girl was too intoxicated or because Nakamura Masahiro was tiptoeing, but he didn't realize that Nakamura Masahiro was already standing next to her.

I saw that the small screen of my mobile phone was playing a video of Nakamura Masahiro playing the guitar and singing a song. Although the singer's face could not be seen clearly in the video due to pixel and shooting angle problems, the singing was unreserved.

Recorded.

"Simi Marseille, can I ask a question?"

Unable to suppress the doubts in his heart, Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but asked curiously. As he expected, the girl was startled by the sudden sound, her body trembled involuntarily, and even the mobile phone in her hand almost

Fell out.

"Who are you?"

The girl subconsciously took a step back and put some distance between herself and Nakamura Masahiro. Her guarded thoughts were obvious. Her vigilant eyes kept looking at Nakamura Masahiro up and down, as if she regarded Nakamura Masahiro as a bad guy.

"Sorry to bother you."

Nakamura Masahiro could understand the girl's guarded thoughts, but he was not a bad person. So, he also stepped back a little to show that he had no intentions. After the girl's expression relaxed a little, he explained: "I just want to

, ask about the video playing on your phone."

"Oh, are you talking about this video?"

Nakamura Masahiro's explanation was very clear, and his cheerful image made it easy to gain favor, so the girl did not doubt that he was there. She nodded somewhat suddenly, and the girl raised the phone in her hand, showing it to Nakamura Masahiro.

He opened his mouth and said: "This video has been very popular on Niconico animation recently, it is very popular."

"Eh? Super popular?"

A lot of question marks filled Nakamura Masahiro's forehead, and he had an inexplicable feeling. Although he thought that his singing was pretty good and there was no problem in crushing business players, but in the Niconico animation where great masters are rampant, it should not be so exaggerated.

Right?