Volume 1: Japanese Storm Chapter 20: Hatsune Plan (3)

  Chuan opened the door and pushed it in. "Yang".

  The little boy sat on the sofa and stood up as soon as he put down his textbook!

  Asakawa: "Oh, you've already changed clothes."

  "Yang Yi: 'Yes, mom, I've changed already! Your clothes, I've taken them out for you, they're over there.'"

  "Quickly pick up your clothes! I'm really troubling you, hurry up! Mom's going to change!"

  Then she opened the door on the side and walked in, changing clothes while asking, "Yang Yi, has Grandpa called?"

  "No!" Little Masatao came in from outside the room and asked Asakawa with a serious face, "Mom, why did Tomoko die?"

  Asakawa walked to the bedside and sat down, hesitating for a moment. Then he began to answer Yangyi, "It seems that I have contracted some kind of strange disease! Yangyi, please help Mom zip up the zipper on the back!"

  Yang helped Shallow River pull up the zipper and then raised his head, "Will young people also die?"

  "Ah, yes, there is such an illness! However, Yang Yi, please don't mention this in front of your aunt, or she'll be heartbroken! Zhīzi has always played with you together."

  He nodded slightly, with a face full of sadness!

  But why does this sadness look more and more fake?

  "Nakatada Hideo finally couldn't take it anymore, 'Hey, Jie Rui-kun, come here!'"

  Jerry shrugged his shoulders, clasped the back of his head with both hands, raised an eyebrow at Kuroki, and then walked over to Nakata Hideo with a helpless expression.

  Nakata Hideo: "Are you acting? Hmm? Tell me, are you acting like this? What's with that expression? Does it look like a sad face to you? I don't know how to put it, but it looks like you're trying hard to hold back a laugh! Turtle feet, it's really too turtle feet, you're simply an actor of turtle feet!"

  Hearing Nakata Hideo's almost shouting voice, Jerry smiled instead of getting angry. "Mr. Tian, I warned you early on that I'm a singer, not an actor! You see, I haven't even filmed anything before! It was you who insisted that I make an appearance, wasn't it?! So, this can't be blamed on me! This is all your own doing! Can you blame me?!"

  Nakata Hideo was countered by Jerry with one sentence, and the fire that had been suppressed in his throat suddenly flared up again, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable for a moment, "You"

  Seeing Nakata Hideo being topped by a little guy almost made him explode with anger, Kuroki Hitomi wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, after all she was still a newcomer, how could she do such a rebellious thing as to defy the director?

  "Alright, Nakata-kun, give me some time, let me think about it for a bit!"

  Will Jerry act? Of course he will! For the past nine years since his rebirth, his life has been like acting. If he doesn't treat this reborn life as a stage and Jerry Gold Rosche as an assistant, he's either crazy or already caught in a lab as a white mouse! Because, this is Japan!

  But if you want Jerry to show a sad expression, remember that you have to wait until Christmas, every ten thousand days! Apart from this time, don't even think about finding any sadness on Jerry's face!

  So, a comical expression suddenly appeared on Xiao Zhengtai's face! However, even Jerry himself didn't know why!

  When he heard Jerry's tone calm down, Nakahara Hideo realized that his reaction was a bit too much.

  "Yes, he neglected a point, this little guy is only nine years old, no kidding, he's a genius in the singing field, the heavenly voice of "Wei" and "Chuan" made Nakata Hideo also extremely praised, but that's just the singing field, do you really hope that a nine-year-old kid is like Takakura Ken's old-timer with incredibly skilled acting? Don't be kidding! Nakata Hideo sighed, then tidied up his hair which was scattered due to excitement, and began to put on an air of seniority, saying seriously: "Jerry-kun, this is actually just a very simple scene! You and Chiko-san have been intimate friends since childhood, but now, your mom suddenly tells you that Chiko-san has died! Besides being stunned, sad, and puzzled, there's nothing else! It's these three intertwined emotions! Your sadness must carry a hint of puzzlement, confusion, sadness. Puzzlement, got it? That's how it is!"

  Jerry: "Dazed, sad, puzzled... alright, let me simmer down my emotions! This might take some time, Nakahara-kun, let everyone take a break first, or we can film other scenes for now."

  Nakata Hideo gazed at Jerry, whose complexion was gradually changing, and suddenly felt a twinge of worry. "Jerry-kun, are you really all right?"

  Jerry smiled and said, "It's just a matter of finding the right role, there won't be any problem!"

  Nakata Hideo: "Alright then! If there's anything wrong, come find me anytime! After all, I'm the director!"

  Jerry: "Don't worry!"

  Jerry sat alone on the edge of his bed, and everything around him began to quiet down! Confusion, sadness, and incomprehension, a familiar feeling began to surge up in his heart! The things around him seemed to disappear, and that familiar feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, gradually devouring him.

  Half an hour later, when Jerry walked out of the room, the confidence, optimism and cheerfulness that had originally been on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by a sense of desolation, worry, sorrow, in short, everything was inconsistent with his age, all the tragic tones of black and white were revealed on his face.

  Nakata Hideo looked at Jerry with a worried expression, "Jerry, are you okay?"

  Jerry looked at him with a wooden face, then slowly shook his head and spat out a few cold words, "Let's get started."

  The filming is going very smoothly, and the adjusted Jerry perfectly captures the strange performance of Takane no Hana, with a perfect performance that even exceeds Nakada Hideo's imagination. However, Nakada Hideo can't be happy at all because that little guy has become completely different!

  Now he is no longer laughing and talking with people, once he shouts, the little guy will sit alone on one side, hugging his legs, sitting quietly, whoever goes to find him ignores him! Maybe maybe still trembling with fear!

  What happened after all?

  Is this guy overacting?

  Nakata Hideo punched himself hard, Jerry was a newcomer in the entertainment industry! How could he not have thought of this problem earlier?! However, by the time Nakata realized this, it was too late. When he walked up to Jerry and tried to talk to him, all he got was Jerry's cold indifference!

  "Jerry, Jerry, your scenes have already been filmed! You don't need to act like this anymore!"

  "Jerry, did you hear what I just said? Please say something, okay?"

  "Jerry, don't scare me like that, can you give me some reaction?"

  "Come on, Jerry, say something!"

  Everyone tried to say something to the little guy, but the little guy had no reaction except for hugging his shoulders and staring blankly ahead.

  A Japanese entertainment industry superstar, the prince of the hearts of the Japanese people, the spoiled child of Nana-chan, a cheerful, optimistic and extremely confident Jerry-kun has become too deeply immersed in his role due to their mistakes!

  Suddenly, the whole crew was in an uproar!

  Nakata Hideo hastily dialed the phone "Hello, is that Nakamura-san? Can you come over for a bit now? Jerry-kun has had an accident"

  On the other end of the phone came a loud thud, like something had fallen to the ground. Then, Nakahara Hideo couldn't hear Tanaka Nana's voice anymore! An hour later, Tanaka Nana rushed to the "Midnight Bell" film set in a flurry, by which time the little guy's eyes had become extremely hollow, and even Tanaka Nana's approach made him reflexively flinch away!

  "It's me, it's Nananana, it's Nananana! Jerry-kun, it's me!" Tanaka Nananana was on the verge of tears, she was all too familiar with this situation. Every year during her emotional outburst period, it would make her worry to no end! And now it's only mid-April, how could this be, how could this be?!

  Jerry's body shrunk even tighter!

  No, things can't get any worse. If we don't stop Jerry's condition from deteriorating, heaven knows what the little guy will become! Tanaka Nana bit her teeth and stretched out her hand, quickly embracing him in her arms as Jerry dodged.

  The little guy started to struggle violently. He began to use his fists, head and all the strength in his body to attack Tanaka Nana, but she only held Jerry tightly so he wouldn't hurt himself, and whispered softly into his ear to comfort him, without making a single faint groan!

  When the crowd in the play wanted to step forward and grab Jerry's hand to reduce the harm that Tanaka Kanae received, they were deterred by Tanaka Kanae's murderous gaze!

  The attack lasted for more than half an hour before it gradually subsided.

  At this time, Tanaka Nana's forehead was already covered with sweat!

  "It's me, it's Cai Cai Zi! , little"

  A sound as if from heaven pierced Jerry's ears and reached his auditory center.

  It's me.

  The little guy suddenly let out a loud wail and started crying, "Why did you have to die, why did you..."

  It's clear that the little guy has mistaken Tanaka Nana for someone else!

  Tears, like a burst dam, wetted Tanaka Nana's collar. At this moment, anyone could see the pitiful look on the little guy's face, and everyone wanted to hold him in their arms and comfort him!

  Tanaka Nana: "Everyone will have a day of death! Yang Yi, you must be strong, do you know? You need to learn to be strong".

  Jerry: "But I don't want you to die!"

  Tanaka Nana: "I don't want to die either. I also can't bear to part with Yang Yi, but there are some things that are just beyond control!"

  Jerry: "Chiko, you're still going to keep an eye on me, huh?"

  Tanaka Nana: "I will, I'll keep watching over you in heaven! Just like before!"

  Jerry: "It's settled then."

  Tanaka Nana: "It's settled then!"

  The little guy's voice is getting smaller and smaller!

  Even Tanaka Nana, who was holding him until the end, could no longer hear his voice; there was nothing but his gradually evening breathing!