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

Sakamoto Yu's gaze swept across the face of the woman named "Ueno".

The other person's expression was very stiff, suggesting they had just suffered a setback.

Sakamoto Yu raised his hand to indicate, "I'll go first."

Hideo Sasakawa nodded in agreement, sat down, and gave the director a wink.

The assistant stepped forward and handed the Walkman to Sakamoto Yu.

Sakamoto Yu thanked him in a low voice, and then began to adjust his state.

In less than half a second, he nodded to the director to indicate that they could begin.

Upon receiving the call to begin filming, the director pointed the camera at him:

"3, 2, 1..."

The director decisively shouted, "Action!"

As soon as the command was given, Sakamoto Yu's entire demeanor changed instantly.

His gaze was fixed on the air in front of him, his eyes unfocused, his shoulders tense, and his sculpted features made him appear exceptionally serene.

He stood there quietly, looking somewhat aloof.

After a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out his Walkman from his pocket, pinched the earphones, and slowly put them on.

The moment I pressed play, my whole state of mind changed.

His expression and body relaxed instantly, and his eyes didn't suddenly brighten, but gradually softened.

A slight smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, like a small happiness that suddenly welled up in her heart on an ordinary day.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the light, his eyes gradually becoming lost in thought.

He didn't sway his body, didn't fake a smile, and was very restrained and casual.

There was no music playing in the room, nor in the headphones.

Strangely, everyone present inexplicably remembered their favorite song.

The meeting room was already quiet, but the atmosphere created by Sakamoto Yu's performance was like writing musical notes out of thin air on a blank sheet of paper.

All eyes were firmly fixed on Sakamoto Yu's performance.

Sasakawa Hideo unconsciously recalled his daughter's singing.

The creative director's mind drifted to a piano piece he often listened to late at night.

Even Ueno was stunned for a moment, his expression softening involuntarily, but he quickly recovered, his face turning cold and his eyes becoming extremely complicated.

The director, who was filming, had the most direct experience. When he watched the scene of Sakamoto Yu's performance, he couldn't help but start drawing storyboards in his mind.

The lighting and camera setup naturally took shape in my mind.

With a little editing and background music, this segment is ready to use.

He smiled slightly and looked up at the young man in front of him.

An actor like this is exactly what directors love.

This was the first time he had filmed so smoothly and effortlessly.

The director stopped expressing his feelings and continued filming, his gaze even more focused than before.

As for the young man standing next to Sakamoto Yu, he was staring at everyone with wide eyes.

He swallowed hard, his gaze shifting between the director and the brand manager.

Seeing that they were all engrossed in their work, he clenched his fists, his expression somewhat speechless.

He glanced sideways at Sakamoto Yu, feeling as if he had been publicly humiliated, and a sense of bitterness and helplessness welled up inside him.

Given this situation, how am I supposed to act later?

After a while, Sakamoto Yu finished his performance and bowed to Sasakawa Hideo and the others, saying, "My audition is over. Thank you all for giving me this opportunity."

When Sasakawa Hideo and the others came to their senses, their expressions showed more approval when they looked at Sakamoto Yu again.

No wonder she's the actress my daughter likes.

"Uchida, right? If you're ready, we can start anytime."

Hideo Sasakawa didn't comment, but instead took out Sakamoto Yu's resume separately and then looked at the young man named "Uchida".

The director and creative director both looked at him, and an inexplicable pressure made it difficult for him to even catch his breath.

Ueno, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch Uchida's expression any longer. She took half a step forward, looked at Sakamoto Yu, and began to comment:

"This person clearly doesn't know much about our company's style."

The performance was exaggerated and superficial; how can this establish a good image for our company?

Ueno waved his hands in the air, "What we want is passion, the feeling of youth. The lifeless performance on the 15th is not what we want. I don't think you fit Sony's overall positioning."

The unexpected comments left everyone in the conference room stunned.

The creative director and the director exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of speechlessness in each other's eyes.

They both work for GG, so they can't get a word in edgewise.

Hideo Sasakawa paused, his expression darkening as he prepared to speak.

But unexpectedly, Sakamoto Yu beat him to it.

Sakamoto Yu almost laughed out of anger, but he still managed to suppress the anger rising in his heart.

He turned around with neither arrogance nor servility, facing Ueno directly. He first bowed slightly, then pointed to the young man beside him:

"Excuse me, ma'am, I need to correct you. My number has been switched. I am number 25 now, and he is number 15."

Ueno froze on the spot.

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

Ueno's expression visibly froze, then collapsed at an extremely rapid pace.

She stared at Sakamoto Yu's face and asked incredulously:

"What do you call me?" Her voice showed a noticeable fluctuation for the first time.

Sakamoto Yu smiled politely, didn't answer, and turned away, ignoring her.

"You..." Ueno was clearly unable to tolerate this insult, and before she could speak, Sasakawa Hideo interrupted her directly:

"Ueno-san, didn't you say that No. 25's performance was too dull and lacked youthfulness?"

"So, the performance style of number 15 that you recommended should better meet your expectations, right?"

Ueno opened his mouth.

She glanced at Uchida.

Uchida looked at her with a panicked expression, his lips trembling slightly, clearly in a bad state.

"At least he's heading in the right direction," Ueno said, forcing a smile.

"The direction is right." Hideo Sasakawa repeated these three words, without a trace of sarcasm in his tone, but everyone present could understand the meaning behind them.

Hideo Sasagawa looked at Uchida and gestured for him to proceed.

Uchida stood there, his face pale.

He glanced at Ueno, then at Sakamoto.

At this moment, Sakamoto Yu had already stepped aside, his face expressionless and his eyes vacant.

Uchida's gaze met Ueno's again, but she only managed to utter two words curtly: "Continue."

Uchida looked helpless; under Ueno's pressure, he could only compose himself.

After a long pause, he nodded hesitantly.

The assistant stepped forward and handed over the Walkman prop.

The director in camera started counting, "3, 2, 1, Action!"

Uchida put on the headphones, pressed play, and put the Walkman in his pocket.

He seemed very nervous; his every movement was trembling.

It was as if the Walkman was emitting electricity.

Sakamoto Yu glanced sideways at Ueno, only to see that her face was ashen and her chest was heaving much faster than before.

He looked away, a smirk playing on his lips, which quickly faded as he turned his gaze back to the arena.

Uchida started to laugh.

That smile was also very bizarre, as if he had been electrocuted by a Walkman, his lips twitching.

The casting director stood diagonally opposite Sakamoto Yu.

Watching this scene, he tightly pursed his lips, afraid that he would burst out laughing.

If Sony really made a movie like that, the promotional effect would definitely be good, but the brand's reputation would probably be ruined.

Ten seconds passed.

Hideo Sasakawa finally couldn't stand it anymore and raised his hand.

"That's fine."

Uchida froze, took off his headphones, and his lips moved slightly: "I haven't..."

"That's enough." Hideo Sasakawa repeated, his tone devoid of malice, but leaving no room for negotiation.

Hideo Sasakawa turned to Ueno and said, "Ueno-san, what's your opinion?"

Sakamoto Yu glanced sideways; Ueno seemed not to have heard Sasakawa Hideo's words.

Her face visibly darkened, and she stared intently at Uchida, as if he were the one who had embarrassed her, not her.

However, if she hadn't insisted on having Uchida play, things wouldn't have come to this.

Ueno's throat moved, but he didn't speak.

She turned around briskly and walked towards the door, her shoes making a "cluck cluck" sound as they hit the ground.

Just as she reached out to open the door...

Hideo Sasakawa raised his eyelids slightly and said slowly:

"Ueno-san, before you choose someone next time, you can come to the marketing department to learn about the business."

Ueno paused, his body trembling.

"Bang!" In the end, she opened the door and left without saying a word.

With Ueno gone, the atmosphere in the room relaxed slightly. Then, Sasagawa Hideo's voice came through: "Uchida-san?"

Uchida stood there, his face pale.

He glanced at the closed door, then at Sakamoto Yu.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He put the Walkman on the table, lowered his head, and quickly walked out of the conference room.

The door closed.

The meeting room fell silent for a few seconds.

Hideo Sasakawa rubbed the bridge of his nose, looked at Yu Sakamoto, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry to have made you go through all this."

"Sakamoto-san, we will notify you of your audition results via fax. Please wait patiently."

Sakamoto Yu bowed again to express his gratitude: "Thank you very much for your invitation."

"Thank you all for your hard work!"

He remained polite, bowed to thank the people present, turned and left without pausing.