[Comprehensive] peach blossom period

There was a tall man standing in front of her, and she had to raise her neck to meet his gaze.

The pupils are transparent dark red, and there is a bright light in them.

The same red hair with black bangs, the forked eyebrows under the bangs have a strange but subtle harmony, and the tall and straight figure is not difficult to see under the loose T-shirt.

"Oh." She didn't feel awkward, and took the money with both hands and put them in the box together, "Thank you."

There also seemed little possibility of chatting between two strangers.

After putting down the box, Xiangcheng stood up, deliberately ignoring the questioning eyes of the other party, and left in a hurry after saying goodbye.

During the day, Tokyo is noisy and irritating, but at night everything seems to be hidden, and the quietness is rather lonely.

When Xiangcheng bought back manuscript paper and pencils, she realized that she didn’t even have enough money to live in a capsule hotel. Looking at the remaining money in her hand in embarrassment, she decided to go into a 24-hour fast food restaurant with lights on the street.

"Coffee, thanks."

"Give me a set meal A."

Another voice sounded at the same time as hers. This voice was very familiar, and it was similar to the dubbing of the commercial advertisement that was being played endlessly in the store. Kasumi couldn't help but look up.

Marui Bunta in a dark blue coat.

His eyes are still the same as those in high school, shining and beautiful, but they will bend into attractive crescents when he just smiles.

"Kasumi?"

Wen Tai was obviously a little happy, and she became more gentle.

The way the two paid out the money was quite the same. Xiangcheng counted out a few coins and handed them out carefully. Wentai was similar to her in counting the coins carefully.

Xiangcheng looked at him silently, Wentai looked thinner than before with round cheeks, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his lips were pale and bloodless due to long-term irregular life.

He also asked the waiter for a lot of sugar packets and tomato sauce. Bunta squeezed the sauce out of the hamburger box, and he broke open the hamburger, which was not as big as a hand, and pushed half of it to Kasumi.

"Go ahead." Kasumi took a sip of coffee, the cheap and low-quality bitterness and brown liquid slid down her throat and into her stomach.

The already fragile stomach ached from the heat, which woke Xiangming up. She quickly picked up the paper and pen, and began to write the script of the TV series.

"...Xiangcheng, aren't you going home?" Mrs. Wen asked.

"Where is the home?"

"Where is the trace department?"

"It's over with him." Her speed was fast, and the paper kept flipping and making a rustling sound.

"But what are you going to do?"

Hearing Wentai's no longer cheerful voice, Xiangcheng stopped the pencil in his hand.

Bunta Marui is a good friend of Kasumi Kazawa.

He has been very popular with girls since he was a child, and he has always been a popular idol in school. He made his debut after being discovered in high school and took a group of photos.

Wentai is a young genius. Not only does he have the looks and acting skills needed in the entertainment industry, but he can also perform very well. Wentai who just debuted is the most successful student in Lihai's history. He is a future idol star.

Even the media, which has always been harsh, is very optimistic about this newcomer. Since his debut, he has been invited by several groups to be a guest, and he has also acted in many movies as a supporting role.

But it really didn't turn red.

In fact, Wen Tai has had many chances to be very popular.

A well-known director invited him to be the leading actor, but the hints in the words were indeed quite obvious.

Marui Bunta Junior High and High School are also proud people in the tennis club, and they will never compromise and violate their own principles just because of such a shortcut.

So the actor who replaced him became an instant hit and the endorsements kept coming. Almost all the streets and alleys of Shibuya were covered with his posters.

At this moment, the advertisement that the fast food restaurant is playing back and forth is also the opponent's, and Mrs. Wen is just a secondary player in the background of a group of people pretending to be vegetables.

"Actually, last time, I was very grateful to Kasumi." Bunta poked the straw into the Coke glass, and the ice cubes inside made a creaking sound.

"I didn't do anything..." Xiangcheng looked at the clearly protruding collarbone under Wentai's T-shirt, and her self-resentment became more and more profound.

The word dream is just something to be trampled on the soles of the feet over and over again in leisure time.

Kasumi Kazehaya, who became a screenwriter with the dream of cooperating with Seiichi Yukimura, was actually not that successful. She was packaged by the publishing house as a talented literary girl to debut, and she didn't even have the right to adapt her own novel to a TV series.

——Even my own love has to be handed over to others to write.

The air conditioner in the fast food restaurant is turned on a bit too loudly, and the chest of the hot person feels vaguely stuffy. The waiter of the fast food restaurant is yawning lazily in front of the counter, and the freshener in the restaurant can't hide the smell of inferior disinfectant.

"Wentai, what are you going to do next?" Xiangcheng turned the pencil around in his hand and looked at Wentai again.

"Well, I still have a shooting plan for a late-night drama...Although I don't know if Fan Wei will continue to retreat before the shooting..."

"Wentai, you can see the story between me and Ah Shi most clearly, so you can be the hero."

Xiangcheng pushed the written script to Mrs. Wen, who took it in surprise.

A love story cut from the perspective of a woman who is about to enter the 30-year-old mark. After attending the wedding of her first love——

She suddenly traveled back to high school, and had a chance to change herself again.

——No matter the past, present or future, I love you deeply.

The script goes to the moment when the heroine returns to high school, and Kasumi only wrote this.

There are only a few sentences at the beginning, but the plot has one climax after another. When the conflict is on the verge of breaking out, it suddenly eases down.

Kasumi Kazezao wrote suspense dramas in the early years. She is very good at grasping the length of TV dramas and writing wonderful and beautiful stories.

Although the penmanship of writing a romantic drama is a little jerky, it does not hinder the natural and touching lines.

Mrs. Wen read it four times, and he covered the scripts on his forehead to block the cold incandescent light.

He said, "Kasumi, your drama will definitely be popular, but you have to be sure... the moment you write it, it means that you and Yukimura are absolutely impossible."

The light hurts the eyes a little bit.

She just asked, "Are you going to act or not?"

At this moment, Kasumi Kazezawa was serious and serious.

"Of course." Wen Tai's warm smile like the sun bloomed on his face, "Who made me a genius~"

Last night, Kasumi Kasumi and Bunta Marui simply hid in the fast food restaurant, finished revising the content of the first episode of the script, and after resting on the table for a while, she was woken up by Bunta who also looked tired.

At this moment, the morning sun is shining outside the window, and the scripts on the desktop are arranged in order, and Tokyo in the early morning is shining brightly at this moment.

Deep—breath—inhale—

After seeing Makoto Hanamiya in the open-air parking lot outside the TV station, Kasumi Kasumi rushed out immediately.

"Morning, Senior Huagong, I agreed a few days ago that I will be your assistant."

When she skillfully took out the chocolates and bread she bought, Hua Gong was answering the phone. Seeing that she was so sincere and considerate, she didn't even raise her eyelids. She gave her the Porsche car keys in her hand and opened the passenger door and sat in. .

Kasumi glanced at Huagong's hair, her bangs were scattered, and she probably worked an extra day at the TV station.

"You didn't leave last night?"

"Where are you going?" Huagong was annoyed, and frowned because of the smell of jam when he unpacked the bread: "I told you I don't like low-quality jams, you might as well not buy them."

Kasumi made a gesture and held the steering wheel: "Are you going to see Mr. Akashi today?"

"The devil wants to see that guy." Hua Gong shrugged, and it took a few seconds to realize that something was wrong: "You know?"

"Well, Senior Imayoshi said that."

"Tsk, it's that old fox again."

The car gradually drove from the Minato area where the TV station is located to the Chiyoda area. The surrounding buildings are obviously not the same as the trendy ones in the Minato area. The buildings are all regular and square, just like every straight salaryman passing by on this street. And correct.

"Turn around."

Kasumi, who was looking for a parking space, heard Hanamiya's words, didn't bother to think about the meaning of the words, and threw the question back, "Why?"

Hua Gong glanced at her up and down, "There are still 10 minutes before the meeting. You still have time to take a shower and change, so hurry up and change into something that looks pleasing to the eye."

"No money." She said familiarly, "Do you have a spare in the back seat? Lend me one."

Hua Gong's disgusted gaze was too obvious, "We are not the same size."

In the end, he still didn't take it seriously, unfastened his seat belt, and walked forward on his own. She jumped out of the car and walked forward side by side with him.

"I'm a little uneasy," she said.

Hua Gongzhen's eyes are deep and difficult to understand, like obsidian.

His pupils refracted the light from the outside world, emitting a light to whitish green.

He suddenly grabbed her hand and led her in.

Today's Akashi Seijuro is also different from the past, his aura is still high, and his elegant posture in a black suit can be written into a textbook.

"Mr. Akashi, long time no see."

"really."

--long time no see.

The corners of Akashi's lips twitched slightly.

The conversation between Hanamiya and Akashi went smoothly, but when it was Kasumi's turn——

She kept her posture extremely low.

It's beyond Huagong's clothes.

Kazawa Kasumi took out his script without hesitation, "Mr. Akashi, this is the first script I revised, please read it..."

He was quite frightened by her humble behavior.

What kind of Kasumi Kasumi Kazawa in Hanamiya's eyes?

He has a poisonous mouth and a bad person, not much better than a guy who likes to bully players on the court.

She always holds her head high and her chest high when she walks, and there is no place where people can get used to her.

——But at least, she shouldn't be like this now.

Wei Nuo Nuo almost knelt at his feet.

The back that had always been straight was getting lower and lower, and the thin back beam had a trance feeling of gritting teeth and stiffening.

Thanks to the perfect tutor, Akashi even made the sound of turning the pages slightly and softly.

Almost no one could detect the strange emotion flashing across the red eyes.

"Miss Feng Zao."

He called her name loudly.

Her fate is about to be decided.