"I'm in Tokyo, and this is some kind of movie star comeback system?!"

Inside the meeting room.

The director, screenwriter, and producer sat behind a long table.

A huge ashtray was placed in front of the three people.

It was filled with cigarette butts.

Clearly, none of them were satisfied with the audition process.

After auditioning with several actors, their understanding of ferocity was either to squint and glare or to shout and yell.

Add a few trilled "r" sounds, walk lightly, and put on a fierce look.

The three of them were completely exhausted by the screams and strange noises.

"Boom——"

The door closed, and the three of them composed themselves.

Look at the new interviewees.

"Sakamoto Yu, nineteen years old."

Height: 1.86 meters, weight: 65 kilograms.

After a brief self-introduction, Sakamoto Yu waited quietly for the director to give him a question.

Upon seeing the newcomer, a hint of amazement flashed in the eyes of the three people present.

The modeling is simply superb, with its cool, clear eyes, sculpted features, and smooth lines.

She can attract attention at first glance without needing makeup or embellishment.

Someone like that is simply born to be an idol.

If I were to act in a youth idol drama, I would definitely be the male lead.

But then, the group frowned.

The key point is that this is not a teen idol drama.

Why cast someone this handsome as a yakuza character?

This is ridiculous.

If the other party's acting skills are lacking and they can't control the situation, it will definitely be a disaster.

"Could this kid have gone to the wrong place?"

The producer instinctively looked at the director.

"His demeanor is too immature."

"Do you have any experience?"

The screenwriter looked up at the director, wanting to hear his thoughts, but saw the same reaction on his face as his own.

The director slightly raised an eyebrow, his tone neither too loud nor too soft: "You've acted before?"

"I've worked as an extra."

"Do you know what role this audition is for?"

"Yes I know."

The director's gaze lingered on his face, as if judging whether it was true or false.

Then, the three of them looked at each other.

Looking at the current situation, Sakamoto Yu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

They won't even give me a chance to audition, will they?

He never expected that the obstacle he was facing would be his own face.

At this point, the director spoke up:

"Here's what you'll do, give me a look."

The director closed the script and gave a topic:

"You are currently being provoked by the other side's power. As the newly appointed team leader, you need to intimidate them. Give us a response."

"I only need the eye acting."

That's quite difficult.

If you improvise completely and perform well, you'll likely be able to land the role on the spot.

But clearly, the other party did this simply to make the person in front of them back down.

"Let's begin."

The director leaned back, waiting for Sakamoto Yu's answer.

Sakamoto Yu finally heard the director speak and breathed a sigh of relief.

He bowed politely.

At the same time, I cleared my mind.

Soon, that vague emotion surged into my heart.

All expressions and movements are naturally revealed.

When he raised his head again, his entire demeanor changed instantly.

Of the three, only the director, who spent most of his time in front of the monitor, noticed the subtle change.

Sakamoto Yu's brow ridges were prominent and his pupils were dilated.

That's a physiological reaction that only occurs in tense moments such as danger or battle.

The muscles in his face tensed up instantly.

His entire demeanor was like a wakizashi about to be drawn from its sheath.

The center of gravity of both feet shifted.

The standing posture also changed from upright to aggressive.

There was no shouting or exaggerated movements or expressions.

He tilted his head slightly, his cold gaze sweeping across the three faces.

His eyes were numb, like a butcher looking at a piece of meat on a table.

They are always looking for their opponent's weaknesses, giving the impression of being ruthless and ready to strike at any moment.

The screenwriters and others felt their gazes sweep over them, and the screenwriter's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

A layer of bumps appeared on my skin.

He recalled the several real members of violent gangs he interviewed at the time in order to gather material.

Their coldness and ruthlessness were felt once again in this young man.

At that moment, the entire space was completely silent.

All three were captivated by the profound acting skills.

The director changed his casual sitting posture and carefully observed every detail of Sakamoto Yu's movements.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer.

He quickly pulled a mini Panasonic JVC VHS-C series video recorder from his briefcase under the table.

Find the right angle and start shooting with a focused expression.

Meanwhile, Sakamoto Yu, who was in the middle of the field, immediately locked onto the camera.

With the focus on focus, the details of his performance are instantly magnified.

"Yes, very good, that's it!"

The director lowered his voice, his eyes shining.

The screenwriter and producer exchanged a glance at the director's excited expression.

It seems this role doesn't require another audition.

After a while, the director put away the camera with satisfaction and nodded at Sakamoto Yu:

"Very good, you passed! By the way, what roles have you played before?"

Sakamoto Yu toned down his acting.

He straightened up again and shook his head:

"I haven't played any roles, I've only been in the foreground a few times."

The director suddenly realized that such a talented actor was still unable to get roles.

It's a real shame.

Fortunately, he discovered it, so the gem was not obscured.

The director then looked at the screenwriter and producer, who nodded slightly.

The three of them shared the same idea.

"Have your agent come over and get ready to sign the contract."

Upon hearing this, Sakamoto Yu was initially delighted, but then he became troubled.

Where can he find an agent now?

It's important to know that independent actors without agents don't receive high salaries or good treatment.

They also face the possibility of being pressured to accept lower prices, and their treatment is extremely poor.

No one reviewed his contracts, and he was unaware that he was being scammed.

Seeing Sakamoto Yu's expression, the director immediately guessed his predicament.

"If you don't have an agency, it's best to find one temporarily and sign with one. Production companies don't want to sign directly with individuals, so they'll try to keep the pay to a minimum."

"I understand, can you give me some time?"

Sakamoto Yu already had a solution in mind.

Please ask Shizuka Kudo to find a temporary manager.

"It'll be resolved within two days." He said, pulling a business card from his card holder and handing it over.

A string of numbers was written on it.

Contact us here when the time comes.

Sakamoto Yu accepted the gift with both hands and thanked him softly.

He then bowed to the group and left the room.

After opening the door, he immediately went downstairs to look for a phone booth.

Little did he know that the moment he opened the door, a pair of eyes were fixed on him.

Nomura saw Sakamoto Yu come out of the room.

His eyes remained completely expressionless.

However, he soon realized something was wrong.

Why isn't anyone calling out the numbers anymore?

After waiting a while longer, even the director and screenwriter left with their bags.

"Huh?" Masashi Nomura sat up straight instantly, his mind going blank. "The audition's over?"

At this point, he couldn't sit still any longer, and a thought began to surge wildly in his mind.

"Could it be...?"

"Arima-kun, please wait a moment."

Nomura quickly abandoned the rookie idol beside him and strode to the audition room door, stopping the staff who were packing up their things:

"Excuse me, is the audition inside... over?"

"Ah, yes, it's over." The staff member waved his hand.

"What!?" Nomura's voice changed. "Did that young man named Sakamoto Yu finish his test and then it was over?"

"Yes, that's him."

The staff member, recalling the scene just now, couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement:

"That kid is really something. He stunned the director and screenwriter with just one look. They immediately decided to sign him! No one else needed to audition."

Masashi Nomura stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

How could it be him?

He... he can't act at all.

When that camera came on, he could barely stand. How could the guy I had persuaded to change careers possibly land a major role in prime time?!

Did something go wrong?

Nomura looked back in the direction Sakamoto had left, but there was no one there anymore.

A thought I dared not delve into came to mind:

Was he hiding his true abilities?

Or did I misjudge the situation?

...

Ogi Office.

After finishing recording the program, Shizuka Kudo returned to the office with her manager, Nozomi Suzuki.

She was still wearing the black off-the-shoulder dress she wore during the performance.

The off-shoulder design reveals a patch of fair skin; despite her young age, she already exudes a hazy, alluring charm.

Her low-heeled shoes revealed her small, slightly curled toes.

Currently, she belongs to Oni Club, an amateur idol group.

Her singing skills and appearance are both quite average.

The songs performed occasionally still contain elements that border on suggestive content.

At this time, Kudo was still in the background, but he had already gained attention and would become a front-row lead singer the following year.

At this moment, she was wearing her agent's oversized black suit, sitting in front of the landline, glancing at the clock on the wall from time to time.

"Kudo, are you really bothered by that friend who auditioned?"

Suzuki Nozomi was processing documents when she suddenly spoke:

"Last time you asked me to find a script, and this time you're afraid of missing my call again."

Her tone softened: "Don't forget the club's rules; there can't be any scandals at this time."

"You saw what happened to Xiao Ai. As soon as there was even the slightest hint of trouble, the only option was to graduate early."

Suzuki Nozomi's words caught Kudo off guard.

Her fingers tightened, and she gently lowered her head:

"He's just a friend I know, nothing more."

Suzuki stared at Kudo for a long time before nodding.

"That's for the best."

After giving her a few words of advice, she didn't dwell on it anymore, and her tone softened a bit:

"It's just a supporting role, you don't need to care so much about it."

"If this is truly all your friend is capable of, then such a person is not suitable for close friendship."

Upon hearing this, Kudo did not respond, his eyes fixed on the landline, lost in thought.

Just then, a phone rang urgently.