Chapter 845 America with a Blooming Blue Lotus! (First Update!)

In the spacious kitchen, Takuya Ohkawa took off his dishwashing gloves, adjusted the DV camera on his head, and walked towards the kitchen door.

He raised his hand and pressed the clock clock by the door. The camera of the DV camera stayed on the clock clock screen for a moment, and then turned gently.

Following the movement of the person, he slowly appeared at the counter of the restaurant.

At the counter, a beautiful blonde woman saw Takuya Ohkawa, waved to him with a smile on her face, and greeted him in awkward Japanese:

"Mr. Ohkawa, are you off work?"

Takuya Ohkawa nodded gently, walked to the counter naturally, and stretched out his right hand:

"Beautiful Miss Louise, even if you say hello to me, even if you are obsessed with my appearance, you must pay me."

Louise inside the counter stretched out her hand to support her cheek, leaned her elbow on the counter diagonally, and looked at Takuya Ohkawa with starry eyes.

At this moment, those beautiful eyes curved into crescents, and the corners of her mouth also pursed up, like a beautiful kitten.

Then, there was a voice with a hint of resentment:

"Yawada-kun, can't you stop chasing your dreams and stop to look at me?"

Takuya Ohkawada in front of the counter turned his body slightly to let the customer next to him pay first.

When the customer left, the gentle voice sounded again:

"Miss Louise, I came to America to chase my dreams. Sorry."

Hearing this, Louise's eyes dimmed instantly, and her pink tongue licked her lips like a kitten.

She lowered her head, opened the cashier drawer with a face full of resentment, picked up another notebook in the drawer, and wrote some numbers on it.

She handed the notebook to Takuya Ohkawada, asked Takuya Ohkawada to confirm the numbers, and quickly took the notebook back.

Then, she took out a few bills from the drawer, counted them repeatedly, and handed them to Takuya Ohkawada reluctantly.

When Takuya Ohwada reached out to take the money, Louis took it back suddenly, and repeated this several times, and then handed the money to Takuya Ohwada with a smile and satisfaction.

After taking the money in his hand, Takuya Ohwada immediately counted the bills in front of Louis.

There were a total of 160 US dollars.

After a few seconds, he gave a thumbs up to the woman in front of him, and then said happily:

"I will sing my latest song on the beach tonight. If Miss Louis doesn't mind, you can go and listen. I'm leaving first."

After leaving this sentence, he turned and walked towards the door of the restaurant. When he walked out of the door, the golden red sunset just fell from the left front of him, reflecting the ground in front of him with golden and red, like a fairyland.

He raised his head and looked at the sunset, paused for a moment, then the left hand of the banknote slowly passed in front of him, and finally pointed at the sunset, shouting:

"I am the sun!"

After shouting this, he reached out and took off the DV recorder on his head, turned off the recording and radio, took the DV recorder in his hand, and then turned around to look inside the restaurant.

In the restaurant, the customer who just paid the bill came over, took the DV camera from his hand, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile:

"Your acting is very natural, but...your English is a little bit lacking."

"Not flamboyant enough."

"But it doesn't matter, you can pass this one."

"Register here with Miss Louise, and go over there to get your lunch."

After the customer finished speaking, he turned around and continued talking to Louise:

"Your eyes are not good enough, your eyes are not natural enough."

"In other words, you can still use squinting to hide your eyes, but if you want to go further, you must act well with your eyes."

"Take advantage of the fact that there are big bosses willing to fund you to shoot this kind of sharing video, and quickly practice your acting skills and your eyes."

"You look good, as long as your eyes are in place, you can go to Hollywood . "

Louis, who was leaning on the counter with both hands and staring at the talking customer, blinked impatiently after hearing these words, revealing an expression that was about to cry. Two drops of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, followed by a sob:

"Uncle Tom, isn't my look attractive enough?"

"Heh--" Tom replied with an expression that you understand, then opened the notebook in his hand and tapped:

"The next script is about you, Louis, working part-time in the restaurant, going to the library to study, and then encountering Korean students."

"This is a rough description of the scene, you take a good look and think about it."

"This video is worth $300, so seize the opportunity."

As he spoke, the notebook was pushed in front of Louis. On the two palm-sized notebooks were some simple texts and simple storyboard drawings.

Seeing the storyboard drawings, Louise rubbed her head irritably, but still took the notebook with both hands and studied it carefully.

After just a few glances, Takuya Ohwada reappeared in front of her, and she casually took out a notepad.

There was a fine seam in the middle of the notepad, from which the notepad could be torn into two sections.

Her slender white fingers pressed on one section of the notepad: "Sign your name here, and then go to the side to get your lunch box and your wages for today."

Takuya Ohwada picked up the pen, looked at the time and money recorded on the notepad, and quickly wrote down his name.

He put down the pen solemnly with both hands, and then there was a tearing sound, and the lower half of the notepad was torn off by Louis and thrown to Takuya Ohwada.

Holding this half of the paper in both hands, Takuya Ohwada ran to the lunch box pile with excitement.

Next to the lunch box pile, there stood a golden-haired American. Seeing Takuya Ohwada coming, he extended his right hand to the person in front of him.

The next second, the lower half of the note fell into his hands.

There were only a few simple words on it.

[Extras, 10 hours, a lunch box, 40 US dollars. ]

After reading the note in his hand, the blond man casually inserted the note into the iron stick next to him, picked up the lunch box, and then opened the bag hanging in front of his chest, took out 4 $10 bills from it, and handed them to the person in front of him.

Opposite him, Takuya Ohwada bowed respectfully, took the lunch box and the $40 bill with both hands.

Then he turned happily, walked out of the restaurant, and found a suitable place to eat.

While eating, several floats happened to pass by the road in front of the door. Looking at those floats and the gorgeous women on them, Kawada Takuya couldn't help but shed tears.

At the same time, he couldn't help but clench the banknotes in his hand.

He is a Japanese, a Japanese who grew up influenced by Hollywood movies and dreamed of becoming a Hollywood star.

When he was 24 years old, he successfully saved his first pot of gold, and then crossed the ocean to make a living in Hollywood.

Then, he is 34 years old this year.

Just when he was about to save money to return to Japan, a small studio found him, and also found some Japanese and Koreans.

They said they were invited to shoot some situational videos.

They were some personal sharing advertising videos.

The salary was not high, but the food was provided.

And the food was not white rice, but the rice ordered in Chinatown, which Koreans and Japanese are used to.

So, Yamato Takuya joined this strange crew and started filming.

Just as he finished his lunch, two Toyota cars stopped in front of him, and several people got out of the cars one after another.

These people were wearing different clothes, some were sanitation workers' clothes, some were mechanical workers' clothes, some were ordinary white-collar workers' clothes, and there were even two sisters wearing bikinis.

The only thing these people had in common was that they all had Asian faces. If you look closely, you can slightly distinguish that they are Koreans and Japanese. In their hands, they all held a DV camera.

There was a burst of noise in the restaurant. Not long after, the people who walked directly into the restaurant appeared next to Takuya Ohkawada with lunch boxes and money.

They found a suitable place to sit down and started eating.

While eating, they did not forget to discuss the videos they shot.

"I sat in that shabby coffee shop all day today. I drank coffee and water all day. Although the coffee money was reimbursed, the problem was that the coffee was really bad."

"You were in the coffee shop with the air conditioner on and drinking coffee. Do you know what I was doing? I was repairing the road. I carried the jackhammer all day today. My hands are still shaking."

"Okay, I swept the garbage all day today!"

"Then stay away from me!"

"By the way, what is the script for tomorrow?"

"I haven't got the script for tomorrow yet, but I'm a garbage collector. My script for tomorrow will still be garbage sweeping."

No mistakes, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

"I don't want to drink coffee tomorrow."

"...I don't know how lucky I am."

In the restaurant, Director Tom held a DV recorder in his hand and watched all the videos in the DV recorder. He didn't look very satisfied, but when he thought of the salaries of these people, he felt very satisfied.

He took out the memory card in the DV recorder and told Louis to charge it. Then he took the memory card and went upstairs.

The second floor of the restaurant is a large open space.

There is a simple partition in the middle, separating the lounge, studio, and washroom.

Pushing the door and entering the studio, he put the memory card on the table, raised his hand and patted it gently, and said to the few people in the studio:

"There are 8 videos here, hurry up and cut the videos out, and then put them on the account we operate."

"By the way, remember to check the private messages of the account when playing the video. According to our number of fans, advertisers should contact us in the next two days."

"Cheer up."

"This is Hollywood. We don't have to rely on movies to get out of the way we want to go."

"These videos we rely on may also take another way."

"I'll come up to check the results in two hours, hurry up."

Several people in the studio stood up, picked up the memory card on the table, turned around and went back to the computer to start processing the videos in the memory card.

Because the videos they shot were all small and fresh, they only needed to cut off the beginning and the end, remove those things that shouldn't appear, and add some soothing music, and a video would be edited successfully.

In less than an hour, several videos were edited, and Tom appeared again and sent the compressed version of these videos to the sponsor's email.

After waiting for about two hours, just as he was about to go out to shoot the video at night, the sponsor replied.

There was only a short "ok".

After getting the sponsor's response, Tom immediately sent these videos to the designated account, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the message that the video was successfully sent.

Leaving two people to look after the account, he picked up the memory card, turned around and went downstairs to shoot a video for the evening.

…………

Japan, Tokyo.

Iguchi Mieko sat on the rooftop, her two legs in black stockings swaying constantly on the edge of the rooftop.

The moonlight that fell from the sky was gently cut off by her, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Under her feet was the bustling city, and beside her was a vibrating mobile phone.

The phone stopped vibrating, and the lit screen slowly turned black. After a while, the dark screen lit up again, and the phone vibrated again.

Finally, Iguchi Mieko, who was annoyed by the vibration of the phone, picked up the phone and blacklisted the number that had been calling.

The world instantly became quiet.

She looked down at the noisy city under her feet for a while, gritted her teeth, and moved her butt slightly to the edge of the rooftop, but after a while, her clenched teeth loosened, and she supported herself on the rooftop with both hands and moved her butt a little inside.

But this little bit was not enough to give her safety, so she moved a little further inside until her entire thigh was sitting on the rooftop.

The clenched teeth finally loosened, and she picked up her phone and opened the chat software in her phone, trying to find some comfort in the chat software.

But no one cared.

No one sent her a message.

"So I am such a person that no one cares about?" With the sound of the wind, she laughed softly, and then she opened Twitter again, trying to find some light topics in Twitter.

She wanted to find a reason to live for herself.

As she flipped through the pages, she saw a video sharing daily life.

The video blogger's profile only had one sentence: a Japanese musician chasing his dreams in America.

The videos shared by the other party were also very simple, and the daily schedule was also very simple.

He worked part-time in a restaurant during the day, and at night he took his musical instrument and started singing at any intersection on the roadside.

In the videos he shot, sometimes he was alone, and sometimes there were a few like-minded people.

In the videos, he was always full of smiles, always laughing.

Looking at the people in the video, Iguchi Mieko couldn't help but smile.

Her mood, which was originally bad because of layoffs, slowly improved at this moment.

After watching a few more videos, her eyes suddenly froze.

Because in one video, she saw the salary of this video blogger who was washing dishes part-time in a restaurant.

8 hours, 160 US dollars.

Converted to Japanese yen...

She repeatedly played this video at a lower speed, especially the scene when the video blogger counted the money, which she watched many times.

She repeatedly checked the money that appeared in the video, and finally confirmed one thing.

This is a real money.

After coming to this conclusion, she began to search frantically in the comment area of ​​the video, and soon, she found what she was looking for.

About the hourly wage in America!

People in the comment area explained very considerately why the video blogger could get 20 dollars an hour.

Because it is Hollywood!

Because it is developed!

And there are many equally developed cities in America!