[I just arrived in Osaka, and I haven’t decided when to go back yet. It should be soon, and I will also participate in the concert rehearsal. 】
The big condor was chewing small balls in its mouth and clumsily typing on the screen keyboard to reply.
【What's wrong? ] She asked further.
[There is a movie that I want to watch. 】
[Okay, when? what movie? 】
[Hmm... It depends on your time. We will go to the cinema to watch them then. There are some movies that are good. 】
【OK! 】
After briefly finalizing her plans to return to Tokyo with Nana Hashimoto, she started to eliminate the food on her plate again.
'Would you like to go see a movie with Qinzi? 'The Great Condor thought so.
After a tiring day, Da Shenying went back to her room and did her homework for a while. She had to work on her career and not fall behind in her studies as much as possible. Fortunately, she had a flexible mind. Needless to say, she had a good memory in liberal arts. Da Shenying had always had a good memory. As for science, With the help of reading the problem-solving book, she can learn everything.
In the dead of night, the only thing left in the room was the tiny light flickering from the bedside light regulator. The moonlight outside the window struggled to get through the gap in the curtains, and a bright soft light spread in the girl's eyes. It seemed that the moon also understood the girl's difficulty. Relieve her fatigue from being burned by the hot sun during the day.
The morning light dyed the feather clouds in the sky red, and the breeze blew gently, bringing with it a hint of freshness. Under the rising sun, everything seemed to be given life.
"Dingle bell!~"
The harsh ringing tore through the dead silence in the room.
The white lotus arms groped around the bedside and pressed the alarm. The Great Condor lifted off the thin blanket and got up from the bed. Her hair was messy and paired with her white shirt, she looked like a girl just fished out of the well. The unjust ghost.
"Huh...huh...ha~~~~"
He raised his hands and stretched for a century.
I got up, took a shower, brushed my teeth and washed my face, put on light makeup, spent an hour slowly, and looked at the bags under my eyes. I had a good sleep last night and there was no sign of blueness.
During the filming, a dedicated makeup artist will do her makeup, but in order to maintain her idol's image, she still has to use concealer to cover the small pimples that pop up at any time.
Idols are also human beings, and they get acne when they are human beings.
Shizuka Sato started as an agent earlier than she did. It was still Huang Qian who came to meet them, and the accompanying translator Ino Ruino was also there, but Huang Qian became the driver.
The hotel is not far from today's shooting location. It takes about 20 minutes to drive there. The shooting location is on a sandy land. The originally empty sandy land is crowded with tents and equipment, making it look a bit crowded.
"Wow..." The Great Condor sighed, "The Japanese crew doesn't have such a big team."
"You don't need so many people to make those few movies...Besides, this is a big production and it should be in line with international standards."
Sato Shizuka next to her said as if she had never seen the world.
"I have been to Cannes after all." The great condor raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
The two of them followed Huang Qian and chatted quietly. Huang Qian, who was walking in front, couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about behind him. He didn't care and led them directly to a tent.
"Director Wu, they are here."
Entering the tent, several important figures from yesterday's seminar and movie stars were inside.
"Oh." The old man with narrowed eyes, John Woo, turned his head, "Aying, right?"
"Yes, Director Wu." The Great Condor bowed slightly.
"Well, in this case, Xiao Huang, take her to A Guang's place first to get used to the firearms. There is no role for you yet. It will be your turn after these few scenes are finished."
The second half of the sentence was addressed to the great condor.
"No problem, Director Wu." Huang Qian nodded.
A little cold.
This is the great condor's impression of Director Wu. But this is not a big deal. I heard that he is a big director. It’s okay for a big director to be a little arrogant. Anyway, as long as he is not a weirdo.
Huang Qian led three more people to the other side of the venue. An awning stood alone with several tables in front.
"Brother Guang!"
Huang Qian stood still and started shouting. After shouting several times, no one came out. It wasn't until a few people walked in that Huang Qian found the man called 'Brother Guang' in the awning.
Brother Guang looks to be about fifty years old, with a shiny bald head, ink stains, a beard at the corner of his mouth, and headphones. He looks like an American tough guy.
"Ah?" Brother Guang took off his headphones and looked at the people.
"Director Wu asked you to let her try the gun first, newcomer." Huang Qian held one hand on the edge of the awning and pointed at the big condor with the other.
"Hello, Brother Guang!" Great Condor's voice rose several times because she felt that Brother Guang's ears didn't work very well.
"Okay, come here." Brother Guang put his hands on his hips, looked at the big condor up and down, and waved to her.
The Great Condor walked over and saw many types of firearms arranged densely on the table, long guns and short cannons. She basically couldn't name them anyway.
Brother Guang picked a small revolver from the table and handed it to her.
"M60 runner, you weigh it." Brother Guang said with a strong Hong Kong accent.
The Great Condor carefully took the pistol, and it was cold in her hands. She weighed it in her hand. It was very light, and she felt that it would not feel anything if it was carried in her waist.
"Okay?"
"Yeah, but do I need to learn how to use it?"
The Great Condor is a little confused. If I just read the script, there is no mention of a scene where the character can wield a pistol. At most, he can carry it around his waist.
"Hey, just in case, Director Wu sometimes changes the plot." Brother Guang laughed, "Here, I'll teach you how to use it."
Brother Guang also took a revolver of the same model as hers, took out a few bullets from the bullet box, walked to the long table, loaded the bullets into the bullet chamber skillfully, and wiped the side with his left hand. The bomb nest rotates rapidly, and with a "click", the bomb nest resets.
Step half forward with your left foot, right toe is at 90° to the target, straighten your right hand holding the gun completely, lock the elbow joint, slightly bend your left arm downwards, three points and one line, and complete the movement in one go.
"Bang!"
The firing pin strikes the tail of the bullet, ignites the gunpowder, and the bullet flies out.
....
But there were no bullet holes in the target.
"Blank bombs." Brother Guang noticed the big condor looking at the target and reminded him. "How can it be real bullets? But even if it's a blank cartridge, it's too troublesome to apply in Japan. It took a long time to get approved. Throw it away. Now, try it."
Brother Guang grabbed five blank bullets and put them in the hand of the big condor.
Different from Brother Guang's skill, the Great Condor popped out of the bullet nest a little awkwardly, loaded the bullet, and reset it, but the posture lacked the same posture.
She slowly placed her slender finger on the trigger and pulled it slightly. At this moment, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of the spring in the pistol being compressed.
"Bang!"
