After school in the evening, I went to rehearse as usual.

Maybe it was because of the halo bonus of big stars, three days and their hard practice after returning home, they have become familiar with most of the script.

The rest of the time is to be familiar with the subsequent scripts and memorize the lines.

The rehearsal time today was half an hour earlier than before, because Shancai answered a call in the middle of the way and left. Akira Kashima, who was sitting on the side, took a casual look and found that the phone on it was a string of phones with no name noted. Then the voice opposite seemed to be from a young man.

Akira Kashima didn't show anything on the surface, but he remembered the phone call and the voice of the young man in his heart.

After Shancai left, there was no need for them to stay here, so they decided to go home and practice slowly.

Akira Kashima suggested that he actually doesn't use it here every day, after all, he doesn't need to go on stage, and it's really a bit noisy here, so he can't calm down, so he might as well go home and write slowly.

At first, everyone thought it was better to act together, but after thinking about it, the script was more important, so they agreed to Akira Kashima's request.

When he got home, Akira Kashima took a taxi: "Go to Block 6."

Block 6 is the direction where Akira Kashima is located.

But halfway through, Akira Kashima sat in the passenger seat and suddenly said to himself: "It seems that there is no clothes to wear recently, so why don't you go to the mall first."

The driver has no objection, anyway, the money is given, so you can earn more if you run a little further.

So I immediately turned to the mall.

After getting off the bus, Akira Kashima bought some cosmetics at the cosmetics counter on the first floor and refused the teller's intention to apply for a membership card.

I went up to the third floor from the elevator, and first put on makeup to change my cat raising. Then I went to a store to buy a suit, shirt, tie, and shoes and socks under the name of giving my father a gift.

Then I went to the toilet.

I spent a little time using the toilet, so that people waiting outside kept slapping the door.

When I came out again later, I became a successful man in my thirties.

"Sorry, it's a bit long." The man smiled apologetically and said in a magnetic voice.

But the people outside didn't look good. They entered the toilet cursed and closed the door heavily, locked it from inside.

The person who came out was Akira Kashima. He used makeup techniques to change himself, put on the suit he had just said, and used a new voice change when speaking.

Finally, Akira Kashima used this face to surf the mall, and when he came out, he was already in a bag full of hands.

A variety of clothes, shoes and cosmetics and other combinations, men, women, and elderly.

And they are all paid in cash.

Go out and call a taxi again: "Go to the Nine Block."

The Nine Block is about 40 minutes away from the No. 6 block where Akira Kashima lives. In order not to reveal his identity, he planned to walk back.

But after getting off the car, he still wanted to try it. After all, he was always curious about using these for the first time.

So he first stored his bag in a convenience store and walked into a bar.

The noisy music and the people who twist on the dance floor all show the richness of this international metropolis.

Most of them are white-collar workers at work, and they choose to come here to vent the stress of the whole day after get off work.

Of course, some young people who look at each other don’t mind taking advantage of the alcohol in their minds to find a hotel with higher quality to indulge in their voices.

As a screenwriter, Akira Kashima naturally visited places like bars a lot, so he skillfully came to the high platform and found a seat to sit down.

First, I appreciated the skillful skills of the bartender, and then ordered a glass of "Blue Tail", which was not very expensive, but the price was very expensive, which also satisfies the minimum consumption here.

At this time, Akira Kashima noticed that at the door of the bar leading to the internal office, a familiar man was talking to the people inside. Since the high platform is not far from the door, although the sound is quite noisy, Akira Kashima still heard some words such as "ability", "needs", and "work".

After a while, the other party seemed to be rejected, and then walked out of the bar in a daze.

At the same time, I was looking for girls wearing cool clothes in the bar.

Of course, Akira Kashima didn't plan to do anything. He just wanted to experiment with whether his disguised identity was useful or not. He wanted to find someone with a particularly stingy perspective to help him identify it. In addition to the Metropolitan Police Department, that was the bar.

Although the successful man who is a Kashima Akira looks like he is in his early thirties, this is also the most attractive stage for men. In addition, he looks like a junior high school student. Even if he just sits here, the women in the bar will watch him from time to time.

As a result, before Kashima took the initiative, a long black hair was neatly draped behind her shoulders, and the black short skirt she wore perfectly outlined the figure came over, making the other girls who were ready to move regret not knowing what they were hesitating.

"Handsome guy, are you here alone?"

"Not." Akira Kashima said with a smile, nodding, but as the woman's face suddenly became disappointed, she continued to raise her glass: "I mean, it's not now."

While saying that, he turned to look at the bartender at the bartender: "Give this lady another glass of blue tail."

Without asking, I directly asked for the same wine as myself.

The girl immediately laughed, and naturally pulled open the seat next to her and sat on it: "I'm still a very domineering gentleman. How do you know that I like Blue Tail?"

"Intuition." Akira Kashima said lightly.

"Intuition?" The girl tied her hair on her temples, put her slender arms on the bar, and looked at Akira Kashima with interest: "Have you used to deceive girls like this?"

"You are the first one." Akira Kashima said without any guilt.

It seems that he is a veteran, and Akira Kashima (the girl) has defined the other party in his heart.

"It's the first one today." The girl exposed Akira Kashima's "lie".

But even a lie.

Who cares?

"It doesn't matter, what's important is that we have fate today, aren't we?"

At this time, another cup of [Blue Tail] was brought up and placed in front of the girl.

"certainly."

The two clinked their glasses and took a sip.

Afterwards, Akira Kashima responded easily according to his previous life experience, and the humor from the screenwriter also made the other party laugh.

The charm of a man is probably so.

It seems that my disguise is very successful!

Soon, after drinking a cup, it was time to do a good job according to the normal process, but at this time, Akira Kashima stood up and said, "I'm very happy to know you today, my name is Makoto."

The girl was obviously a little surprised. He originally thought he could have a wonderful night today, but it was gone?

"There are some things that you don't need to be done all at once. Why not leave some hope for the unknown tomorrow?"

The girl then showed a charming smile. She also knew that those real diamond fives were not that easy to succeed. She didn't lose money today anyway, so she said, "That's right, Cheng, you are different from others. My name is Lina. Will we meet next time, right?"

"Of course, I hope we'll have a wonderful night next time we meet."

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

After walking out of the bar, I went to the convenience store to retrieve a large bag of his own. When I returned home, Akira Kashima took off the makeup on his face.

"I didn't expect that makeup and voice change can be so useful. It seems that today's performance is very successful."

Looking at the mirror, Akira Kashima who turned back to himself, couldn't help but sigh, since he had obtained two skills, he should create more identity for himself.

After all, people are in the world, how can they not have a small trumpet?
Chapter completed!