The splendid life of Korean entertainment

Because she agreed with Xincheng Yiyan that the next audition time will be two days later, Song Ya's job in Japan the next day is to shoot a photo shoot.A group of people set off from the hotel at five o'clock in the morning.Tokyo is the capital of fashion, and there are many places to choose to take photos. Before Song Ya's right leg fully recovered, Jin Baora rented a bicycle. As long as it was a short distance transition, she would ride with Song Ya .

The bicycle is sky blue, which matches the Japanese mirror-like sky very well. After the sun rose, the photographer suddenly had a flash of inspiration and used the bicycle as a prop.

According to what he meant, Song Ya pretended to be sitting on the bicycle, holding the handlebar with one hand and the straw hat she just bought with the other. Behind her was a wall full of equestrian tigers. The photographer was very satisfied and took more than a dozen photos in a row Only then did she finally stop amidst Song Ya's protest of "I'm dead from laughing".

The whole morning's shooting went smoothly, but after entering the afternoon, Song Ya encountered a little trouble.Someone posted the news that she was shooting a photo in Tokyo on the Internet. In the afternoon, many Japanese movie fans who liked her and Korean movie fans who came to Japan to travel searched for her all over the street, and finally succeeded in besieging her in Shinjuku.

At that time, Song Ya had already arrived at a coffee shop. After the photo shoot, she found that a large number of movie fans had gathered at the door. The staff of the coffee shop were working hard as security guards to maintain order.

The order at the scene was slightly chaotic, and Song Ya did not dare to go out, so she could only stay on the second floor and wait for rescue.

But after waiting for a full hour, the nanny's car that came to pick up Song Ya was still stuck at the entrance of the alley and couldn't get in.No way, Song Ya had no choice but to update a message on her personal webpage: "I know that everyone is standing at the door just wanting to take a look at me. I debuted for two years. It is everyone's love and support that made me come to where I am today, but now I am working at yaa I am here, sorry for not being able to get in touch with everyone, please understand. Don’t worry, all oranges in Japan, yaa will often come to Japan to meet with you in the future, please let me go today! Thank you!"

The message sent out quickly paid off.Half an hour later, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the nanny car finally drove in. Song Ya left through the back door. Some movie fans knew that it was the car she was riding in, but they neither chased nor knocked on the window. In the car, she waved goodbye.

"Come here often!" some Japanese girls shouted in Korean.Song Ya quickly updated another article on her personal webpage: "I heard it, I will come here often, thank you everyone!"

The next day, Song Ya came to Xincheng's studio again. When she opened the door and walked in, besides Xincheng, there was also a middle-aged man on the sofa.He is not tall, wears a pair of old-fashioned plastic glasses, and his clothes are a bit sloppy, but the eyes behind the lenses are very bright, like an eagle.He looked at Song Ya with uncomfortably sharp eyes, and Song Ya felt a trace of hostility.

"Oh, Ms. Yami, this is Mr. Ichikawa Takuji, the author of the original work." Xincheng stood up from the sofa and introduced to Song Ya.

"Hello, Mr. Ichikawa." Song Ya smiled and stretched out her hand.

Ichikawa did not stand up immediately, but waited for a while, seeing Song Ya always smiling and stretching out her hand to herself, and then stood up slowly: "I'm sorry, I'm not used to shaking hands. But it's nice to meet you, Ms. Song Yamei from Korea .”

Song Ya raised her eyebrows, and gracefully withdrew her hand, with a faint smile still on her face.Ichikawa deliberately emphasized the word "Korean", which made Song Ya immediately realize that this writer should have a strong national complex.To put it bluntly, this is called patriotism, but to put it bluntly, it is called discrimination and xenophobia.Song Ya sneered in her heart, and her favorability towards Ichikawa immediately dropped to zero.

Sure enough, after Xincheng called Song Ya aside alone, he told her very apologetically that Ichikawa insisted on coming to see her performance. "I know it's impolite, but Mr. Ichikawa is the author and screenwriter of the original work, and the producer feels that he should respect his opinion."

After listening to Xincheng's explanation, Song Ya smiled slightly and said indifferently: "I have no problem."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Song Yamei, I must tell you in advance that Mr. Ichikawa has some prejudices against you. He still hopes to let a Japanese actress play the role of Rizhong Jingliu." Xincheng decided to give Song Ya a precaution in advance. Needle.

"It's okay, it's normal!" Song Ya shrugged and said with a light smile.Ichikawa is not the only one who has doubts about her acting since her debut, Song Ya has long been used to it.Besides, there is nothing new about this script, it is of course best if it can be performed smoothly, if it fails, she will not cry on the spot.What a big deal!Don't underestimate me, that self-righteous little Japan!

The audition process was not complicated. Xincheng asked Song Ya to hold a Sony SLR, and then said: "You have just learned photography, and the technology is not yet proficient. Now you are walking in a park with a beautiful environment. Okay, Miss Masami , now all you have to do is take a camera and take pictures of these beautiful scenery, and then act like a beginner in photography. Okay?"

"Can you give me 10 minutes to prepare?" Song Ya asked.

"Of course!" Xincheng said with a smile.

As an actor, she is no stranger to cameras. Moreover, it was a fateful arrangement. Song Ya stayed with the cameraman all day yesterday. When the cameraman was resting, she even played with his camera.The three photos taken facing the street were praised by the photographer for their good composition and talent.

Ten minutes later, the confident Song Ya stood in front of Xincheng and Ichikawa and began to perform.Without lines, the embarrassment and curiosity of photography beginners can only be reflected by facial expressions and body movements.Song Ya took advantage of the 10 minutes of rest just now and had already conceived the content of her performance in detail.About three or four minutes later, Xincheng nodded in satisfaction, and asked Ichikawa beside him in a low voice: "How is it? Miss Song Yamei is very nice, isn't she?"

Ichikawa curled his lips, and said with some displeasure, "What can you see in just 5 minutes?"

Xincheng shook his head helplessly, thinking that Ichikawa is really a layman, and it doesn't take even a minute to know how to distinguish a good actor.

Song Ya's performance lasted for nearly 10 minutes before it ended. If two people performed for 10 minutes, it would be considered a long time. What's more, she is alone and has no lines. It is difficult to think about it all. Know.At the later stage of the performance, Song Ya began to lose her mind. She didn't know when Xincheng would stop, and she didn't know why he didn't stop. "Did my performance fascinate these two Japanese?" No way, in order to motivate herself to hold on, Song Ya could only think brazenly.

After the audition, Xincheng was very satisfied with Song Ya's performance, but Ichikawa Tuosi who was on the side pushed the door and left without saying a word, seeming to be angry.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song Yamei, Ichikawa's temper is very weird, I hope you don't mind." Xincheng said apologetically.

Song Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she was really angry, but the person she was angry with had already left, so naturally she couldn't express her sulking anger to Xincheng, after thinking about it, she decided to endure it. "I'm not angry, but I'm not very happy either." Song Ya said truthfully.

Xincheng smiled embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Song Ya sighed, thinking that the Japanese are quite polarized, Ichikawa is too rude, and Xincheng is too humble, hey, sighed, she smiled and said: "Mr. Xincheng, you don't need to apologize, everything is not yours wrong."

When sending Song Ya and her party downstairs, Xincheng finally said what was in his heart: "Miss Yamei, no matter whether you can become the heroine of the movie in the end, in my heart, you are the best and only candidate."

******

After returning from Japan, Song Ya only rested at home for two days before starting work again.Due to an injury three months ago, "Criminal" still had not finished filming the last two big scenes.The producers are planning to release the movie by the end of the year.And they also heard that Song Yafei went to Japan to shoot a photo album a few days ago, if you look at it this way, her leg injury must be fine, since the producer has paid Song Ya a lot of compensation according to SM's request Entering the company account, then the filming must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Of course, Song Ya doesn't have to come, the producer is really looking forward to it, then they will be able to sue SM Company to court, and by the way, get back a lot of the previous compensation.

"Did you go?" Li Xinyan asked worriedly.

Song Ya smiled wryly: "Can I not go?"

Li Xinyan shook her head.

"That's fine, tell the crew that I will be on the set at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Li Xinyan looked at Song Ya's right leg: "I heard from the crew that they have found a substitute, but in some scenes you still have to hang Wia yourself, I'm really scared!"

"What's so scary!" Song Ya didn't take it seriously, but she felt as if she had brewed a cup of bitter coffee, "It's a big deal and I'll fall down again. Anyway, I only have two legs. I don't know which one is the unlucky one this time!"

The next day, Song Ya arrived at the set at 06:30. She wanted to wait quietly for the start-up, but she didn't want to give a large group of crew members a chance to ask questions.

"yaa, is your leg okay?"

"yaa, your left leg and right leg are on one side, right?"

"yaa, stand up and let me see!"

... Song Ya felt that she was about to become a circus monkey.Finally, Kim Bora moved a chair and sat at the door of the dressing room, becoming a temporary spokesperson. "Ask me if you have any questions, our family, Yaa, is putting on makeup."

Song Ya thought that those crazy posts on the Internet that she was playing big names for no reason should have spread from this moment.

When Jiang Dongyuan opened the door and walked in, Song Ya had already put on her makeup and was standing in the room practicing sword dancing. After three months of training, her physical strength had not fully recovered, and her skills were quite rusty. Martial arts instructor Tom Before it arrived, Song Ya had to practice by memory.

"Your direction is wrong." Standing aside and watching for a while, Jiang Dongyuan pointed out the mistakes in Song Ya's movements.

"Is it wrong?" Song Ya turned her body stiffly, her mind was a little blank. "It should be on the right."

"No! It's on the left, I remember it clearly." Jiang Dongyuan walked over, took the long sword from Song Ya, and demonstrated it.Finally, Song Ya remembered, "Yes, it's on the left, Ouba... remember it very clearly!"

Song Ya looked at Jiang Dongyuan curiously, and said how did he understand her actions so clearly?

Jiang Dongyuan rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to hit her on the head, and said in disgust: "I said you broke your head and you still don't believe it. I have also learned this set of swordsmanship, okay?"

oh!Song Ya nodded, with a ignorant expression that my head was indeed broken.

Jiang Dongyuan looked at her lightly, feeling infinitely sad in his heart.Yami, it turns out that you really don't remember, I have never learned this set of sword skills... But, I don't blame you, because I knew from the beginning that you would definitely not remember these.You have your own life, there, never had my place.

Goodbye, Yami, brother is glad to see you back healthy and healthy.I finally stopped blaming myself for not catching you at that moment.

Still, I hope this is the last time the two of us work together...

Yes, I don't want to act with you anymore.

Goodbye!