Unconventional screenwriter

At 13:06 on August 25, a speeding pink car started to slow down when it was about to arrive at Incheon Airport, and finally stopped slowly at the airport gate.

The woman sitting in the driver's seat told the man in the back seat earnestly: "Boss, you are not allowed to take off caps, masks, and sunglasses, you know?"

"Nei." Cheng Ze also nodded seriously.

"I'm serious, I didn't joking with you, you might not be able to pick it." An Yinya feels that she has really broken her heart for the little boss recently. A few days ago, his boss babbled on his bicycle. The crew is rushing, so forget it, just behave like his boss is naturally diligent and thrifty, but he actually forgot to wear a mask and a hat.

Then I was bumped into by a few high school girls who claimed to be his fans. Later, the fan team got bigger and bigger, and finally the huge fan group carried out various chases and interceptions on her boss, forcing him to escape. Had to hide in a nearby police station.

To be honest, she panicked the moment she knew her boss was in the game, but after knowing the truth, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I'm not kidding, you can rest assured that I will never pick it." Cheng Ze was also a little embarrassed.

An Yinya is still a little worried. The main reason is that her little boss never seems to be a small well-known artist, but she can’t be so irresponsible as an assistant writer, so she consciously treats herself Brought into the identity of the assistant artist.

"Well, when the boss arrives at the airport, remember to tell me. Also, you will arrive in Seoul at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, right? I will pick you up here around 6:30."

Cheng Ze looked at An Yinya seriously: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

An Yinya waved her hand with a smile, and then jokingly said: "It's okay, boss, you just remember to give me processing money, hehe."

"Okay, I will add it to you when I come back." Before An Yinya could speak, Cheng Ze left with a smile. He also had a bulging backpack full of gifts for Nuna.

An Yinya was a little overwhelmed by Cheng Ze's initiative to give her the salary. She was just joking. After all, she is not the kind of strange flower who will directly ask the boss for salary after less than half a year. , But the little boss seems to take it seriously.

"How much will the salary increase? It's better to increase 1, 2... so much." An Yinya laughed madly.

...

There are a lot of people from Seoul to Tokyo these days. The vast majority of them are young men and women. From their conversations, it can be known that many people went to the Girls’ Generation Tokyo debut showcase.

On the way, Cheng Ze would like to follow An Yinya’s warning that he did not take off his mask from the time he lined up until he got on the plane, and he bought an economy class ticket, which is not as free and private as business class, so he never thought about it. Take off the mask.

The encounter a few days ago made him realize that he really can't be too unscrupulous in the future.

A group of Wuyangyang girls ran towards you, and they kept shouting "Ouba, Salanghey" and asked if you were afraid, anyway, he was afraid!

As soon as he found his place and sat down, Cheng Ze fell asleep quickly, not even knowing that the stewardess covered him with a blanket.

According to the original plan, he should have been to Tokyo yesterday, but the crew was a bit tight in the final stage of the filming task, so he stayed.Anyway, as long as you can participate in the debut showcase.

During the two and a half hours when Cheng Ze slept, he didn't know that the two girls sitting in the seats outside him had secretly discussed him.

"Is it an entertainer?" Although he can't see what this man looks like, he wears sunglasses, a hat, and a mask, but he looks like an entertainer for travel.

"I don't know, but his legs are really long." Looking down, the two girls couldn't help blushing at the long legs that were so long that they couldn't be put down properly on the seat.

"And he is very fragrant." The girl sitting next to Chengze said shyly. This Ouba has a faint fragrance, like purple grapes in the sun.

Cheng Ze in his dream: That is a newly bought shower gel.

...

In AriakeColosseum, a huge ladder-shaped stage facing the audience has been set up. Nine girls are rehearsing on the stage with ease, no matter whether it is dancing or singing, there is no trace of omission or error.

Tokyo in late August was a huge steamer, damp and hot, but the girls in the rehearsal didn't seem to be able to feel it. There were bright smiles on their faces, even with sweat constantly running down their foreheads.

As the girls completed the last dance move, "Well, you can rest. Our rehearsal is very smooth and exciting. It's hard work." The director said.

"Okay, thank you director."

"Thank you, everyone." Taeyeon and the others smiled and thanked the staff around them.

After Taeyeon and the others returned to the backstage, it was less than three hours before the official debut showcase.

Hyoyeon: "I want to drink water, I'm dying of thirst."

Xiuying: "Me too, is there any ice water?"

Yoona: "Is there any ice coke? I want to drink this."

Zhang Shengyu said coldly: "No."

Hyoyeon: "Hey, Seungwoo Ouba doesn't even have this. It's really disappointing."

"Yes." Yoona and others echoed.

Taeyeon and Sika sat aside and took the water bottle handed by the assistant and drank comfortably.

I don't know why they make trouble every time, obviously they will not be given a drink on this occasion.

After the girls finally stopped, the few people began to draw lots according to the old rules to decide who should put on makeup first.

Yoona glanced at the note with "Nine" in her hand, smiled like a little fox, and she could have a good rest again.

And Taeyeon just wanted to ask God, why was she the first to put on makeup again?Taeyeon and Sunny sat down on the chair in front of the makeup mirror without making a sound.

"Hahaha." Sika and the others couldn't help but laugh when they saw this. The two of them really turned back.

Yoona leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep, but in fact, she couldn’t stop thinking about what tonight’s debut showcase would be like. Although she is already familiar with the dances and songs she performed this time. Xin, has participated in such large-scale performances many times, but she still can't help being a little worried.

As far as their current popularity in Japan is concerned, her worries are quite redundant.

This time, under the enthusiastic response of the fans, their original debut showcase performance was changed from one to three, and finally even a total of 20,000 spectators participated, and whether it was the debut commemorative DVD sales results or the album pre-sale results They are all very good.

I hope that after their debut in Japan, their achievements and popularity will continue to rise, and let them continue to live in harmony and love.Yoona quietly prayed for blessings in her heart.

Although she always has the image of Pippyoon in front of other Onnies, she is often unhappy, and often secretly worried, and in many cases this cannot be said to the Onnies and the youngest. Because she is also a sensible Pipiyun.

...

But will writer Kim really come tonight?Yoona thought curiously. Before the tickets for their showcase were officially sold, Writer Kim sent her a message to the effect "If I didn't buy the ticket, Yoona, can you keep one for me? Thank you. !"

What else can she say, of course it is good, and then writer Kim really hasn't bought it yet, and some pitifully complains to her that your fans are too fast, and they don't give him any chance to grab tickets.Haha, now think about it, writer Kim is actually quite interesting.

...

On the other side, Cheng Ze encountered some troubles on the tram, although he took the initiative to provoke those troubles.

"Don't let us run into you next time, or you will know how powerful our Wind Three Tigers are." Three Japanese extreme boys hurried off the tram and hurriedly got out of the tram. Although they were ugly and embarrassed, they spoke very harsh words. There is momentum.

Cheng Ze asked the girl on the side softly in Japanese, "Are you okay?"

It seems that he can also speak some Japanese.

"I'm fine, and thank you very much for your help just now, otherwise I don't know what to do. But does the injury on your face do not matter? It's all red and swollen!" The Japanese girl's voice is very sweet, she looks at her in front of her. The men of all sizes showed worried and guilt expressions on their faces. This person was punched because of her.

Just now on the tram, she was blocked by the three extreme youths who had fled. Although the people around them scolded the behavior of the three, it was of no use. In the end, this person stepped forward to help her out. Those neat and powerful tripods are really handsome.

"It's okay." Cheng Ze took off his mask, and with the reflection of the glass window, he touched his slightly red and swollen side face, looking at the obvious wounds, his brows wrinkled slightly.He was not a person who cared about faces before, but because of the filming, he had to pay attention.

The Japanese girl looked at the man who had taken off the mask, her face suddenly felt a little hot.

How handsome!

"Wait for me to accompany you to the hospital for a visit? Please give me a chance to be grateful." The Japanese girl said sincerely.

"No, I'll have something to do later, and it's not a serious injury, so please don't worry too much." Cheng Ze shook his head slightly.

"Okay. By the way, my name is Nishino Nanase, can I ask your name?"

The girl's smile has a sweet and pure feeling.In Japan, many girls have buck teeth, as is Nishino Nanase in front of them.But it's not ugly at all, on the contrary, there is a kind of pure natural cuteness.

"My name is Jin Chengze."

Nanase Nishino said the name a few times, and a green smile appeared on his slapped cheek, "Kan Chengze-kun's name is very nice."

"Thank you, your name is also good." Cheng Ze smiled.

...

Narazawa and Nishino Nanase stood by without saying anything, but after a while the number of people in the car gradually increased.

Seeing the girl who was squeezed upside down with her arms in her arms, Narazawa squeezed out a clearing behind him, then winked at Nishino Nanase, "Do you want to stand here?"

"Huh?" Nishino Nanase looked at the spacious space behind Jin Chengze-kun that could accommodate her, and was slightly moved.

"It should not be so crowded standing behind me. Would you like to think about it?"

"Thank you then, Kanazawa-kun." Nanase Nishino stood with her head down, and then secretly glanced at the boy who helped her block the crowd, feeling a kind of throbbing in her heart called first love.

It was obviously noisy, but she felt that this was the quietest moment since she took the tram. The girl shyly pulled the broken hair out of her ear.

After a while, even though Cheng Ze tried his best not to approach the girl, there were too many people, so they inevitably touched each other.At this moment, the blushing girl's nose moved slightly, as if she could smell the sweat and fragrance of the teenager, but she didn't reject it at all.

...

"Miss Nishino, I got off the car first." After waiting for no one in the car, Cheng Ze was about to reach the destination of his trip.

"Ah, is Kim Sawa-kun going to get off the bus?" Nishino Nanase stood up from his position.

"Well, I'll leave first." Looking at the door that slowly opened after arriving at the station, Cheng Ze waved his hand, smiling brightly.

"Well, go slowly." Looking at the young man's back, Nanase Nishino suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to have his contact information yet, so how could she thank him in the future?Just as Nishino was about to rush out to ask for the phone number, the tram door was closed.

She patted her forehead fiercely, and whispered to herself: "You're just a quack!" Can you see it later?She is not sure, but hopes to meet again.

But why does she think Jin Chengze-kun is not a Japanese man? Even though his Kansai accent is quite authentic, he has a kind of pure gentleness, easy-going and clean, and this is the charm that most hypocritical Japanese men do not have.