The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

By the time Baiyunshan followed Osamu Kubota and others downstairs, a large crowd had gradually gathered on the lawn on the first floor.

How many staff are needed for a busy crew? Baiyunshan is not sure, but there are at least dozens or hundreds of people at a glance. This does not include those candidates who are making preparations and cannot spare time.

Just standing there, the lawn was almost crowded.

Several photographers had already chosen their locations and were bending over to fiddle with their cameras. Others had obviously been notified and had arrived, so they naturally knew the identity of this young man named Baiyunshan.

, couldn't help but cast a curious look, wanting to see what this guy who could squeeze out the originally scheduled male lead Takeru Sato looked like.

But when they saw him walking downstairs with the supervisor and producer, these people couldn't help but look weird in their eyes and started talking in low voices.

"Is this the candidate recommended by Supervisor Otomo? I don't think it's that great, at least it's far from Sato-san——"

"I heard that he was selected because he is good at fighting, but what's the use of being able to fight? No matter how good he is at fighting, this is a society ruled by law. I really don't understand what Otomo-san is thinking."

"Yes, he doesn't look very handsome, and he is so tall and completely different from Himura Kenshin. It is said that he is still a newcomer. Is it okay to let him play him?"

"I saw He Yuesang. As the author of the original work, He Yuesang didn't say no, so it's probably okay?"

"How do you know that He Yuesang didn't tell you? Maybe he brought it up but was suppressed by Supervisor Otomo."

"It's possible, it's possible. But I heard that a professional kendo master will come later. It is said that he was specially invited by the producer Kubo-san. There will be a good show to watch later -"

"Hmph, if he loses, I don't think he has the dignity to continue to stay! Oh, I wish Sato-san could play this role. It would be great if I could change it back. I promised my niece to get her an autograph.

Yes, everything is in vain now!"

...

The rustling discussion was not loud, but with Baiyunshan's hearing, it was not difficult to hear clearly, but he obviously did not pay attention to these discussions. Otomo Keishi Ren, who also heard a few words when passing by,

I couldn't help but glance at him, and saw that his face was still calm, which made me feel slightly relieved.

He is not worried about Baiyunshan's strength. Since the last time he was in the gym and witnessed the exaggerated swordsmanship like in a movie, Otomo Keishi's confidence has long been unshakable. He is just a little worried that the young man in front of him has such ability.

Gao Qiariao was a little embarrassed by these words, which would not be good for their relationship——

For this young man, Otomo Keishi has high hopes and is sure that he will definitely achieve something in the future. And since he has made a big bet, he naturally does not want to alienate the relationship between them, but at present, it is obvious that he

Worry too much.

But he still took the initiative to help the other party diffuse the embarrassing situation and said: "Kubo-san, who is the candidate you mentioned? I don't know when it will arrive?"

"It's coming, it's coming."

Osamu Kubota obviously heard those discussions, and couldn't help but smile slightly on his face. He glanced at someone vaguely, and saw that his face was still calm. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised, as if he was a little surprised.

However, he still seemed very relaxed when faced with Otomo Keishi's question, and said calmly: "We are already on the way, and it only takes a few minutes to come from the lounge. As for the candidate, the person I found is a kendo restaurant in Koto District.

The museum’s name is—”

Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the curator and his group. His eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly smiled, stretched out his hand and said hello from afar: "Mr. Curator, this way, this way!"

Several people followed their gazes and saw that the curator was leading several outstanding disciples in the hall. The curator, who was slowly walking towards him surrounded by them, had obviously heard him. He showed a smile that was very demeanor of the master of the hall, turned around and strode forward.

Went this way.

It's just that it's a little further away. Not long after he walked in, the curator saw a familiar figure on the side. The graceful smile on his face stiffened slightly, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

Wait, that person, that person is——

But he couldn't stop. After taking a few more steps, the young man's face became clearer and clearer. Seeing the increasingly weird expression on his face, the curator's smile suddenly disappeared without a trace.

, I felt as if my legs were filled with lead, and a sentence flashed back and forth in my mind.

How could it be him? How could it be him? How could it be him...

Several disciples around him were also involved that day, and they also saw someone's face change drastically. It was obvious that the person in front of them had left a deep impression on them that day, and that exaggerated swordsmanship was so invincible that they now

When I saw this guy, I couldn't help but recall the previous scene in my mind.

Why is this guy here!

As if they had seen a natural enemy, they moved forward step by step vigilantly, and finally arrived in front of Osamu Kubota. The latter did not realize anything was wrong, so he laughed and introduced enthusiastically: "Director,

One of these two people is Mr. Keishi Otomo, the supervisor of our film, and the other is the original author of the manga, Nobuhiro Watsuki, who is also a kendo enthusiast——"

"As for this person, he is one of the leading actors in our movie, and he is also Mr. Bai Sang, Mr. Bai Yunshan, who wants to compete with you."

After that, he looked at a few people: "Everyone, this is the director of the Chenwu Kendo Gym and several of his disciples. If we have a discussion later... let the director make the decision.

, what do you think?"

The last words were spoken to the curator.

"Well......"

The director was silent for a long time, and then he forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with difficulty: "Kubo-san, to be honest, I am over fifty now, and I am really too old. Teach the disciples in the Taoist Gym

Yes, but if you go into battle in person, I’m afraid it might be a little difficult——”

"That's right."

Osamu Kubota was not disappointed. After all, as the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. He originally did not expect the curator to appear in person, so he nodded and looked at the other disciples: "Then choose from these few

Let's compete alone. Anyway, I believe that the outstanding disciples in your academy must be extraordinary in strength. It's just a demonstration. Just click on it. Don't worry about getting hurt."

"Uh, this..."

However, something that was somewhat beyond his expectation was that the faces of these disciples also immediately hesitated. Occasionally, they caught a glimpse of the expression of someone on the side who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and their expressions changed drastically. You looked at me and I looked at you. I stared at them for a long time.

A person is willing to take the initiative to stand up.

Nonsense, I wasn't sure just now, but now I'm sure I'm going to fight that monster. Who has the courage? After all, the scene of that guy cutting the wooden sword with force is still vivid in my mind. If I do it, it will be embarrassing to lose.

Said, when the time comes, it will be you who will feel the pain——

"The disciples of your guild are really humble -"

Kubota Osamu, however, still didn't notice anything was wrong. He looked at the curator and smiled and said a few words of help. The curator could only return a stiff smile and wiped the cold sweat calmly.

Humility? Haha, this is not humility. If you knew how terrifying that seemingly harmless guy is, you wouldn’t have the guts to make such a request... This is just a simple request.

It’s just fear. Losing is not scary. What’s scary is knowing that you’re going to be beaten to pieces, but you still have to bite the bullet and go for it——

After a few minutes of this, several people were pushing and shoving, hesitating but no one was willing to take action, and the stalemate continued.

Not only the crowd around him, but even Osamu Kubota noticed something was wrong now. He frowned slightly, looked at the curator and the others and said: "Everyone, there will be no result if we delay any longer, so just choose someone at random.

how?"

"this--"

The curator was still a little hesitant, looking at his disciples one by one. When everyone saw the gaze of their own curator, they couldn't help but subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid it.

"Mr. Curator, are you and your disciples afraid?"

Seeing this scene, Osamu Kubota couldn't bear it any longer, his face suddenly tightened, and his voice gradually became colder.