Be a Superstar in Yokohama

017: Little Bloods and Mental Illness

"Hagari-kun, are you awake?"

A male voice full of joy rang in his ears.

who is it?

He opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man next to him.

It's his agent.

"Hasari-kun, didn't you have breakfast?" Wuxian frowned, "The doctor on set said you passed out because of hypoglycemia, so I bought lunch."

"Sorry." He sat up from the bed and pressed his temples to eliminate the dizziness in his head.

"What did you eat in the morning?"

"Can not remember."

"Sure enough, I didn't eat." Wu Xian was helpless, "It was my negligence, and I will remind Mr. Zhongye. The artist's work is easy to have irregular work and rest, so you must eat three meals on time."

"Ah."

Seeing his cold reaction, Wuxian Wuxian hesitated and said: "Hasari-kun, is there anything wrong with you? I got the filming itinerary. There are two scenes in the afternoon. Let me adjust with the director. You don't have many scenes. The filming can be finished tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”

"Filming...it's okay, I can do it." He lifted the quilt, sat up from the hospital bed, and reached for the light meal on the bedside.

His movements were slow, but with an indescribable elegance, and his expression was more calm than the usual curiosity and observation of the surroundings.

"You take a good rest after eating, and I'll discuss the contract." Wuxian put the filming schedule on the bedside, and walked out of the infirmary step by step.

He always felt that there was something wrong with Yushou-kun's state. Could it be that he entered the play early again like last time?

Fen Wuxian scratched his head, and decided to discuss with another heavyweight actor.

In the deserted infirmary, Kulan Hakari finished his light meal quietly.

He pressed his belly and whispered, "I'm so hungry..."

Human food cannot provide real satiety and energy, and the body is constantly clamoring for emptiness.

He wants to drink blood.

Looking up to the window, red light flashed in his eyes, the boy disappeared, and a taupe bird flew out of the window.

Outside the set, a bush in a corner.

Two sneaky men squatted here, one of them held an expensive camera in his hand, and his nimble eyes kept scanning the people entering and leaving the set.

After squatting for a long time, he massaged his calf while looking at another person a few steps away.

"Hey, brother, which newspaper are you from?" He looked carefully, "Why didn't you take a camera, just a mobile phone to take pictures, are you a paparazzi?"

Another disdainfully said, "I'm not a paparazzi."

"Then what are you doing here? A fan?"

Another person said righteously, "I'm here to inquire about the whereabouts of the Great Demon King."

The paparazzi laughed out loud: "Who are the fans? There are too many people here who can be called the Great Demon King in terms of coffee status. Just pay me some money and just buy it from me."

"Nine Orchid Feather Hunting."

"Ah, that newcomer from SNS Xiaohuo, you're still asking me." The paparazzi teased, "I didn't expect his support club to be established so soon."

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly there was a sound, and the paparazzi saw that the situation was not good, and pressed the shutter skillfully towards the source of the sound. Under the cover of the flash, they grabbed the camera and ran.

"The person who spoke just now seems to be Jiulan Hakari, he probably wants to sign."

The paparazzi was about to delete the photo they just snapped, but the boy on the screen made him pretty.

Even in a hasty snapshot, the young man's powerful aura and deep eyes were captured. If he hadn't known everything about the entertainment industry, he would never have thought he was a newcomer.

He murmured: "No wonder there is a support club so soon."

He left, but the other person was not having a good time.

"You are afraid of me."

Meeting the eyes of the young man, who came to inquire about the news, Riyo Mizushima, who had never expected to be in direct contact with him, felt his legs go limp, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

Those terrifying eyes seemed to suppress the abyss of madness, just by taking a look, he felt that he was on the edge of a cliff, and something was pulling him into the abyss.

It was countless times more terrifying than the previous photos, and it made his hair stand on end, which he couldn't feel through the lens.

Not even the scariest Mafia he'd ever seen had a look like that.

Mizushima Liyang deeply realized that if he looked directly at it, he would definitely go crazy.

He tried to restrain himself and shift his gaze.

"Are you an enemy?"

Hearing the question, he suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and his strong desire to survive forced him to tremblingly say: "No, I'm not an enemy, I, I'm a fan..."

The teenager pursed his lips.

When he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the boy said again: "Lies."

will die.

Mizushima Riyo had this premonition. He fixed his eyes, bit the tip of his tongue, forced himself to regain control of his body from the pressure of the other party, and used supernatural powers on the boy.

A fist-sized water polo gathered in his hand and hit the opponent's head.

This is his weak and ridiculous supernatural power, which makes him ashamed to say it. If it weren't for this, which supernatural person wouldn't be in a high position in that small organization.

He took the opportunity to run away, only to find that the other party appeared in the direction of his escape.

The young man stroked his wet front hair and wiped the water off his face. His aura became even more terrifying and fierce, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "A person with supernatural powers?"

been watched.

Looking at the other party's scarlet eyes, Riyo Mizushima knew that he had nowhere to escape.

He still has guns and ammunition on him, but he knows that that kind of thing can't deal with this supernatural being. Once he shoots and completely hostile, he really has no way out.

"Don't kill me..." He could only beg bitterly.

"I won't kill you." The boy's eyes flickered with the movement of his head, "You want power."

It was a declarative sentence, he saw through this person's desire.

Riku Mizushima stopped begging for mercy, knowing what the words meant, he quietly raised his eyes, and once again met the magical eyes.

He responded in a strange way: "Can you give me strength?"

The boy in front of him raised the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth, revealing his gradually elongated sharp fangs: "Provide me with your blood, and I will give you strength."

It's a vampire!

Mizushima Riyo felt a chill run down his spine, but his heart was at ease.

Human beings are just food in the eyes of the vampire, but he said so much to himself, which proved that he really didn't intend to kill himself.

vampire……

Mizushima Riyo touched his neck. Under the temptation of survival desire and strength, it was nothing to change to another race, and he didn't think it was good to be a human being.Being a vampire is said to be immortal, isn't it better than being a human?

Various thoughts slipped through his mind, and he made a decision.

The gray-brown wings blocked his vision, and when he saw things again, his surroundings became the scene of an infirmary.

His neck felt cold.

It wasn't bitten, but someone poured water on it.

A feeling of being rejected spontaneously arose, and then through the reflection of the glass of the medicine cabinet in front of him, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes on the person behind him.

The fangs pierced his neck, the blood was draining rapidly, the beating of the heart slowed down, and the body revealed coldness.

But before he felt the changes in his body carefully, he had already passed out due to excessive blood loss.

"Hasari-kun, are you feeling better?" Manager Wuxian walked into the medical room, saw the clean lunch boxes on the table, and felt relieved, "Are you full?"

"Barely." The boy who was flipping through the script replied.

"After all, I haven't eaten two meals. The filming is about to start. It's a rival scene with Lian. I'll go buy some rice balls for you."

Out of concern for his own artist, Wuxian sent him to the studio, and waited and watched for a while before leaving.

In this scene, the homeless man is rescued by the young master. Tsuruga Lian sits by the bed, looking at the newcomer actor who is playing against her.

The elegant demeanor, noble demeanor, and gentle eyebrows and eyes are indeed very suitable for the image of the young master in the script. No wonder his agent just said that he has entered the play, and he was a little worried.

It's just that his eyes seemed darker. Such eyes should not appear on a young master who is ignorant of the world. They are more like a lunatic crawling out of despair, hiding himself with superficial calm.

"Get ready, Ren, Hakari-kun, please."

When the filming started, Tsuruga Lian acted according to the script, and the boy in front of her also acted according to the script, but Tsuruga Lian felt that something was wrong.

"CUT!"

Everyone didn't see anything wrong with the scene just now, but since the director stopped it, one of the two must have failed to act well.Tsuruga Lian's acting skills are recognized as good, and the other person is just a newcomer, so they naturally set their sights on the newcomer.

The newcomer stood there calmly, with a smile on his face: "Is there any question?"

It was clearly a question, but he didn't seem to have any doubts or worries at all. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his performance at all.

The director looked at his eyes thoughtfully, and called the screenwriter, and the two began to mutter.

Tsuruga Lian recalled the newcomer's performance just now, the look in his eyes obviously didn't match the young master who was as white as moonlight in the tramp's memory.

According to the plot, the homeless man intends to leave after living in the Kurokawa mansion for a period of time. On the day he left, the mansion was set on fire, the young master and his father were buried in the flames, and only Mrs. Kurokawa who went out survived.

The homeless man who once guided the murderer disguised as a courier thought that he had killed their family. He hated himself and the real mastermind behind the scenes.

When he just returned to the scene, he was mistaken by the rescue team for the young master of the Kurokawa family who had never shown up because of the expensive clothes provided by the young master.

With the acquiescence of Mrs. Kurokawa, he entered the company as the young master, collected evidence, and took revenge on the company executives who planned the tragedy.

On the last day of the year, he finally completed his revenge, intending to confess everything and return to his status as a homeless man, so he confided such secrets in the beer hall.

And the young master played by Jiulan Yushou, compared to the original innocent image, is more like an existence imagined by a tramp.

The tramp thinks the young master should hate himself.

It was I who killed him and took over his identity...

He condemned himself every moment, so the eyes of the people he recalled were full of sadness and unwillingness to face death.

Of course, there is a reversal in the end of the Japanese drama, but such a performance in the early stage is really easy to confuse the audience and shape the atmosphere.

And being able to analyze the script to such an extent, it's no wonder Mochizuki is so optimistic about him.

Tsuruga Ren looked at Jiulan Hakari with admiration, and she was a little bit unwilling to admit defeat.

I can't just lose to newcomers like this.

The director and screenwriter also discuss the results.

"Just follow this rhythm, and repeat the part just now."

The senior who refuses to admit defeat and the talented junior who is considered to be fully involved in the film, the two seem to be competing with each other. The filming progress has more than doubled, and the young master's scene of less than 10 minutes has been successfully filmed.

Jiulan Hakari sat back on the chair next to the set, and fell asleep with his eyes closed as if he was too tired from filming.

Zan Wuxian walked over with a towel and water, saw this and consciously lightened his steps, but still disturbed the beautiful boy in his sleep.

"Go back to sleep."

"Ah, I don't know why I fell asleep." Hakari pinched the bridge of his nose, and he was still easy to sleep during the day, "Is the shooting schedule out? When did it start?"

Yan Wuxian looked strange: "Didn't you just finish filming the scenes that were originally scattered over two days?"

???

Hakari was stunned.

He hasn't even finished reading the script yet, why did he finish filming the scene in the blink of an eye?

He looked at the time on his phone, it was past seven in the evening, but in his memory, it was still 12 noon.

Trying to think back, I vaguely had something to do with my own filming, but I couldn't remember the details, but I remembered that I bit a supernatural person at noon, no wonder my five senses were more sensitive than before.

There was a thump in his heart.

Thinking that the person seemed to be voluntary, he breathed a sigh of relief.

So what happened to him?

"Is it too deep into the drama?" Yan Wuxian was also puzzled.

Hakari didn't answer, but he felt that it was definitely not. He hadn't even read the script, let alone prepared for it.

"Hasari-kun, your acting skills are really good, you can develop well in the future!"

"The current rookie is really incredible..."

"In the next few days, you may be notified to make up shots, and we will cooperate again when we have the opportunity."

The passing directors and seniors praised him one after another, but Hakari was stunned.

Speaking of it, he only knew that he was playing a young master, and he finished filming without even knowing the name of the character. It was his first time acting in a TV series, and he had a very bad experience.

When he was sent back by Wuxian Wuxian, he pondered for a long time, and simply asked questions on the Internet to see if others had similar experiences, and what kind of situation he was in.

Not long after, a netizen named "Purchasing Small Skirt Designs at a High Price" left a message below, but before he had time to read the answer, the car had already parked downstairs in the apartment building, so he had to exit the interface first and read it when he got home.

"Mr. Mori, is he going up too?" Haruki who got out of the car found that Mori Takenori had also unbuckled his seat belt.

"I want to tell Zhongye-jun about you fainting from hypoglycemia without breakfast."

Hakari didn't remember this at all, he protested: "I ate breakfast! There is no hypoglycemia...it should be."

Yan Wuxian didn't believe it, so he insisted on going upstairs with him, told Zhongyuan Zhongye the whole thing, and asked Zhongyuan Zhongye to take care of him a little bit.

After seeing Wuxian away, Nakahara Chuya turned his head to look at Hakari, and was about to speak, but Hakari said first: "Chuya has a strange smell on him."

Probably because of drinking the blood of the supernatural person, his five senses recovered slightly, and he also smelled some unique smells on the road, but he couldn't tell the source.

But none of them are as... alluring as Chuya.

"Ah?" Seeing his serious expression, Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly sniffed himself.At the end of the year, the militant faction was fine, and he didn't even smell of gunpowder smoke or sweat. If he insisted, it was the smell of ink left by the department's documents.

"You don't mean to play me on purpose, do you?" Zhong Yuanzhong really didn't feel anything wrong when asked.

"Maybe it's the smell of shampoo or bath lotion, or the smell from the clothes?" Hakari couldn't be too sure, so he simply asked, "Can I go in and smell it when Chuya is taking a bath?"

The corner of Zhongyuan Zhongye's mouth twitched, giving him a headache.

"How can it be!"