Zigong - This is the Japanese term for "child actor".
To put it bluntly, some actors whose average age is not more than seven or eight years old are needed when they need the specific image of "children" to play.
In addition, the "childish sense" of child actors on the screen is different from that of adult actors, which leads to the audience of child actors at all ages in Japan.
Excellent child actors who are known as geniuses emerge in endlessly. Even when these children actors were only six or seven years old, they had accumulated rich family wealth - a perfect start to a smooth life.
However, the term "Zi slave" itself has the meaning of fireworks.
In Japan, the average life span of child actors is only 11 or 12 years old. According to their specific development, if they survive, they will have to end their life as child actors when they are about 15 years old.
At that moment, all the prosperity and fame will be replaced by a steady stream of new children.
Therefore, Zishou is also called a short-lived actor.
Masayoshi Kizaka is an unimpressive slave in this army——
"Xiao Zhenling, please wait here for a while. I'll go and communicate with the scene management and the director."
"All right, Miss Sanyun."
Outside the shooting scene of the minor horror film "Grievance Son", Masayoshi Miyazaka, who was selected as the main supporting actress, watched his agent leave and breathed a little relief.
As a seven year old child, it was the first time for her to come to such an official set with the agent since the audition of Zishou passed.
In full swing, the props production team repeatedly checked the props.
The camera crew is debugging the equipment and stand
The makeup group methodically put on makeup for the leading actors and actresses
The atmosphere like hot oil reminded her of the words that her mother emphasized to her before she set out.
"You must be generous when working for the first time to leave a good impression on the staff."
"If you fail this time, you may not have such a good chance next time."
"Come on, relax. I believe in Zhenling."
"Mom has been saving for you until today. You must refuel."
“......”
Repeated emphasis and encouragement.
In her words, she seemed to bet her future life on this job.
But Kisaka Masayama didn't understand this.
She knows only one thing.
That is, encouragement with heavy weight did not make me feel relaxed.
Instead, it makes her more nervous, stage frighten, and even uneasy.
What happens if we mess up?
What if the director is unhappy because of his acting skills?
Would you like to be caught like an animated cartoon and put on an iron pot fire in a circle?
She thought nervously that she had even conceived the "horrible" scene of being put on the fire and turned around.
But it's OK.
She could only comfort herself quietly in her heart. Her mother said that she was very cute, so even if she was really set up for barbecue, it should be as sweet as soft candy.
After comforting myself.
Masayoshi Nizaka looked around again.
The agent of Sanyun is still communicating with the ferocious adult.
It doesn't seem that it can be finished in a minute or two.
She could only look around with nervousness, and her legs with white socks opened to find a place to sit and wait.
"The little girl over there --"
A voice suddenly reached my ears.
Masayoshi Kizaka, like a frightened mouse, trembled, stopped and looked around in a daze.
It seems to be determining who the voice is calling.
"Hello --"
Her white palm poked out from behind the blue dresser beside her and waved at her.
This should be calling her.
Masayoshi Nishizaka swallowed her saliva and felt a little uneasy.
Did she do something wrong?
Why did someone suddenly call her?
Masayoshi Kisaka doesn't want to lean over.
But at the thought that she was just an unknown young soldier who could not refuse the request of all the people present, he had to go over with apprehension.
Behind the dresser is a small children's canvas chair.
A little boy almost the same age as her is now lying on the back of the chair playing with his mobile phone.
Hearing her coming, the little boy who was reading the e-book didn't look up:
"I'm thirsty. Buy me something to drink. The vending machine is just around the corner behind you."
His voice was very natural. His eyes behind his mobile phone just glanced at it, and then he took it back and put it on it.
Kizaka Ayanaki paused, and a sense of inexplicable emotion rose in his heart.
It seems that it is the first time for me to meet someone?
Why can the other party so naturally ask her to run errands?
But the tone of the other party's bossing is too natural.
As a result, she just gave a 'wow' and unconsciously walked to the vending machine according to the other party's instructions.
When she stood still, she found a very important thing——
She has no money with her.
Apart from the small satchel with her mobile phone, she has no belongings all over her body.
She could only turn back.
Look at the boy lying on the couch.
She could only stretch out her small white hand and gently tug at the corner of each other's clothes.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I have no money," she said quietly.
"Tell me earlier."
The other party put down the phone and took out a small purse from his arms. The banknotes inside were stacked neatly and meticulously.
He took out one of the thousand yuan notes, handed it to Masayuka Kizaka, and spoke carefully.
"This money is supposed to be borrowed from you by me. Remember to return it to me tomorrow."
no
Why?
Why do I have to invite someone I don't know to drink on the set.
Masayoshi Kizaka's fat face was full of question marks.
The other side is very good-looking, and even in the eyes of Masayoshi Kisaka, it is more beautiful than Mufu, the current popular son of Japan.
The crisp short black hair fell without losing its beauty. When the hair ends were slightly curled, the bright eyes and the face with a little baby fat, anyone who looked at it would have to say, 'Good young child of child stars'.
But——
I don't know you well, why do I have to run errands for you? Would you like a drink?
Masayoshi Nizaka stayed where she was.
"What are you still doing?"
Some impatient voice.
“......”
Masayoshi Kisaka, who is like a hamster, naturally dare not answer back. Instead, she can only take the note, run to the vending machine on her calf, and then run back.
Go back to the back of the dresser and pass the drink.
"Where's the change?"
He stretched and stood up.
"Give..." Kizaka took out the money subconsciously.
"Thanks, little girl."
“.......”
Clearly, it was a sincere word of thanks, but somehow, Masayoshi Kisaka only heard perfunctory meaning from it.
And aren't you my age? Why do you call me a little girl?
She opened her mouth.
But before she could speak, she saw her peers pointing to his own shoulder.
The implication is obvious.
He was tired and asked her to help him beat his shoulder.
no
Why?
"Why should I beat your shoulder?"
Masayuka Saizaka is not a fool. She didn't want to be led by the nose by her current peer, so she asked.
But because of the hamster like character, her voice is too weak and stuttering, which makes her feel guilty and afraid to face each other.
"Aren't we friends? Why do you rub your shoulders?"
The boy's answer was still so natural.
Huh?
Kizaka's small brain is full of confusion, unable to understand.
"You have offered me a drink. Aren't we friends yet?"
The boy took a drink and gave her a strange look.
It seems that her lines are very strange.
Seisaka Masayoshi opened her mouth.
Now she really didn't know what to say.
On the one hand, he was shocked by the speed at which the other party approached women too quickly. On the other hand, he was shocked because he was so righteous and bold.
When did she 'take the initiative' to invite the other party to drink?
Can all the sub servants at the shooting scene approach each other without psychological pressure?
She stayed, but her too good upbringing made her unable to refuse the request of this' cheap friend '.
Stretch out the white palm and rub the other's shoulder.
"Speaking of which, I saw you just now."
He took a drink, glanced askance at Masayoshi Kisaka, and then put his eyes back on the mobile phone screen: "First time on set? Very nervous?"
"... Yes."
"It's normal for children of your age to be nervous when they come to such a formal occasion for the first time. They are all like this," he said.
"..." Masayoshi Kisaka was silent.
After a while, she couldn't help saying, "Aren't you nervous?"
She couldn't understand the other party's skillful attitude.
Although I don't know what role the other party plays in this small budget horror film called "The Grudge", since the other party appears on the set, it must also be a part of the role in this film.
"Don't be nervous." His voice was calm, but he looked at Masayoshi Kizaka strangely.
"Why? Why?" Kizaka opened her mouth, puzzled.
As a child worker in the same play, she was so nervous that she could not speak, but the other party seemed completely unaffected by the atmosphere of the scene.
She was curious about how the other party did it.
"Can nervousness solve problems?"
He asked, putting down his mobile phone for the first time.
"No, no," replied Masayoshi Kisaka.
"That's enough."
Under the gaze of Masayoshi Kisaka, he showed a calm expression completely different from that of Zishou of the same age.
"It's better to take a deep breath, adjust your attitude, and think about how you can play your best before you start, rather than struggling with the problem of nervousness."
The other side's voice was calm and calm, without any sloppiness.
What he said is quite reasonable.
Maybe he was infected by his confident tone. Masayoshi Kizaka took a deep breath subconsciously and really felt relaxed.
The lovely white face, which was originally tight, was also relaxed at this moment.
Realizing this, Kizaka looked at the little boy in front with her crystal clear eyes, and her heart was full of curiosity.
As a member of the Zishou army, the precocious Zishou Kizaka Zhenling is not unknown.
But the other side is totally different from the unnatural sense of maturity of those precocious children.
It doesn't seem to be a pompous tone or a leisurely attitude.
Match it with that beautiful child face.
The calm and childish temperament are naturally integrated into one.
What else did Kizaka Masayama want to say.
But before she could say anything, she heard the voice of Sanyun broker on the other side calling her.
There is no time.
She could only open a short white leg, run from behind to the other side, and asked in a low voice curiously.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Beichengshi, little girl. We are already friends. Please remember my name."
The boy named Bei Chengshi smiled at her and touched her head with his hand.
This little girl with hamster like personality, her face turned red because of her too intimate action.
She recoiled her head with a red face.
"My name is Masayoshi Kisaka, Kitake... Can I call you Shizuo?
Her white fingers twisted together in a cramped way and asked in a low voice.
"Yes."
Beichengshi held his face, yawned and replied idly.
"Really? Well, the elder sister of the broker is calling me, so please take care of me in the future!" She stammered, then seemed a little embarrassed, and giggled.
"Go ahead, and don't forget to pay me back the drinks tomorrow."
Beichengshi waved his hand.
"Hmm! I'll bring it tomorrow! Real sauce."
A child is a creature with great forgetfulness, and can be fooled by one or two words.
Kizaka Masayoshi obviously forgot that she never invited Kitakyushi to drink, but after being comforted, she was elated and left with one bound.
Watching Kizaka Masayama leave.
Beichengshi yawned.
It should be said or not that toxic chicken soup is still very effective for children who are not deeply involved in the world.
It is similar to some Japanese animations and feature films.
Shouting hope and fettering friendship will naturally attract children's eyes.
The chicken soup of mind that fooled the little girl just now was learned from that book he didn't know in his last life.
But none of that matters.
The important thing is——
"Life script game?"
Gazing at the words popping out of the horizon, Beichengshi blinked his eyes, touched his chin, and fell into thinking.
