Tokyo Literary Godfather

In the park, Kei Fujiwara and two actors sat around a stone table. Yoshiyuki Miyata and another actor were looking at the script carefully.

Kei Fujiwara raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was a clear blue, which made people feel happy.

The sun is so bright, it’s great, I even saved money on going to the coffee shop. Fujiwara Kei thought.

"Mr. Fujiwara..." Miyata Takaharu said to Fujiwara Kei after watching, "This seems to be a comic performance..."

"That's right. Is there any problem?"

Miyata Takaharu hesitated and said, "I'm not a comedian."

"You look down on comedians?" Kei Fujiwara raised his eyebrows and began to engage in moral kidnapping.

Japan's entertainment industry also has a class-defined chain of contempt. Standing at the top are actors who perform classical arts. These people are called artists, national treasures, and inheritors of national culture. For example, Arima Guixiang's father, he is the head of the White Crane House and the inheritor of the quintessential art of Kabuki performances.

Those who are slightly lower are naturally TV drama and movie actors. Once they have achieved the title of "National Actor", they are almost the same as artists.

The next level is idols, young and beautiful, with many fans. Although they may also appear in TV dramas, it is almost impossible to play the main role. It is often regarded as a vase by film critics and producers, and it is also the main victim of unspoken rules.

At the bottom are comedians and variety show stars. Usually they only appear in variety shows, deliberately exposing their ugly appearance to make people laugh. In some prank shows, the program crew is the most ruthless in pranking these people. After all, this is their job.

"No, of course I didn't mean that." Miyata Takara hurriedly explained, "It's just that I haven't acted in such a work, and I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task well."

"The content of the performance is not difficult. I think Miyata-kun and Yamashita-kun's acting skills are enough to cope with it." Fujiwara Kei said, "Of course, if you really don't want to act, I won't force you. You can do it yourself now. We Don’t waste the other person’s time either.”

"No, I don't mean that, I'm willing to act." Miyata Takara said quickly.

Fujiwara Kei nodded, "That's good, I'll bring the contract this afternoon, and you guys can confirm it."

AP quietly pulled Fujiwara Kei aside and asked, "Fujiwara-kun, is this okay?"

Fujiwara Kei asked: "Why not?"

AP said: "I read your script. The style is too exaggerated. What if the audience doesn't accept it? I think it would be better for us to find a crosstalk artist or a kyogen artist..."

"I have confirmed the script with producer Kobayashi, and he has approved it," Kei Fujiwara said. "What's more, our short films only last about ten minutes in total. Even if the audience doesn't like it, it won't be a big problem. If The ratings have dropped, so we’ll just change it back.”

Fujiwara Kei said so, but what he thought in his heart was: With this ratings, is there still room for decline?

AP thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

The script was not long, and Miyata Takara and Yamashitaro quickly rehearsed it. The two performed it in front of Fujiwara Kei, and the effect was outstanding.

Okay, now it's time to look for passers-by.

Kei Fujiwara thought to himself, and turned his gaze to a row of small shops not far away.

Kei Fujiwara walked into a ramen shop, his eyes scanning the store like detectors. When his sight swept across a young girl with chestnut hair, Kei Fujiwara's beauty radar beeped instantly.

This one is beautiful, it’s just her!

The photographer behind Kei Fujiwara winked. The photographer immediately found a place to sit down and adjusted the shooting angle to ensure that the actors and passers-by could be in the frame at the same time.

The young girl was having dinner with friends and didn't notice it.

Half a minute later, a young man wearing a hat sat down next to them, holding a comic book in his hand and humming a song.

He ordered a bowl of noodle soup and started to eat it with a sigh of relief.

The girl turned her head to look at him, but immediately turned her head back and continued talking to her friend.

"Hey, let me tell you, that divination house is very effective..."

Unfortunately, Miyata Takaharu is not a handsome guy, so he did not attract the attention of the girl at the next table at all.

"Well, yes, Captain, yes..."

A few minutes later, Yamashiro walked in from outside the store, holding a PHS phone, which is also commonly known as a "Little Smart Phone" mobile phone. He was talking into the phone.

"Ah, that wanted criminal with a bounty on his head just now, I just captured Kento Yamazaki, uh-huh, yes..."

Yamashiro's voice on the phone was a little loud, and the two young girls looked over again.

Is he a detective? The young girl thought.

"Yes, I'll go back to the police station in a moment. I plan to finish my meal before leaving."

After hanging up the phone, Yamashiro walked past Miyata Takaharu and suddenly stopped, then bent down and lowered his head to look at Miyata Takaharu's face that was hidden by the brim of his hat.

"Miyata Takaharu?" Yamashita Tomohisa suddenly called out his name, "Venomous snake Takaharu?"

Miyata Takaharu coughed, lowered the brim of his hat, and said, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person."

"The 64th class of Feifeng Elementary School, Miyata Takaharu, is that you?"

"No, you recognized the wrong person..."

The girl's attention was attracted by the two of them, but she didn't pay much attention.

"Oh, really, I'm sorry..." Yamashitarou said, turning around, but two seconds later, he suddenly turned around again, leaned down and sang:

"Climbed the highest place, caught the brightest stars, chose the hardest road, and gained the strongest heart..."

Yamashiro sang and pumped his fist.

On the opposite side, Miyata Takaharu couldn't help but start shaking his fist, "I crossed the sea, the wind was blowing, and Cassiopeia looked very close..."

The two began to sing.

The girl next door almost had a mouthful of noodle soup coming out of her nostrils.

Was the original way to confirm identity by singing the school song?

These two living treasures!

The two girls looked at the two people in tacit agreement, and their attention was completely sucked away by these two stupid things.

"Haha, it's really you, Miyamoto-kun." Yamashiro smiled and sat down opposite him, "You're a liar, you've lost a lot of weight because you were busy running away!"

Scammer? !

The young girl was startled and looked at Miyamoto Takaharu again.

Wearing a hat, you can't see clearly, but you can see that he is a little thin. Well, he does not look like a good person!

Miyata Takaharu said: "I heard that you became a police officer."

Yamashitarou said: "I praised you to my colleagues in the police station, saying that this kid is my best friend. You seem to have seven crimes in your criminal record, right?"

Seven crimes? The girl was a little surprised. It seemed like she committed a series of crimes. This recidivist fell into the hands of the police, and he was probably going to be in prison for a long time.

"Eight criminals." Miyata Takaharu said calmly.

"Ah, did you commit another crime in just a short while?"

"Yes, because I am very diligent."

Don't use diligence like this, you bastard! The young girl complained in her heart.

"Your current bounty is about seven million?"

"It's eight million." Miyata Takara added again, "Because I committed another crime."

Yamashitaro picked up the phone: "Well, it's Detective Megure, I'm at 2-4-8 at the beginning of the day..."

Miyata Takara quickly stood up, grabbed the phone, and then slapped Yamashitarou on the head.

"Brat, are you going to send your friend to prison? We are good friends!"