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There was a hint of nervousness in the makeup artist's eyes, as if she was facing a volcano that might erupt at any time.
Akainu sat on a specially made metal chair, and the power of the magma fruit turned ordinary seats into ashes in an instant.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. "What a joke..."
Before he finished his words, the powder on his face evaporated into white smoke.
This behavior is simply ridiculous!
What's even more ridiculous is that he was actually persuaded by Sengoku to cooperate in shooting a promotional video!
He had no choice but to come, and he even considered quitting the Marines.
"Sakazuki, stop it." Kizaru's voice came from not far away. He was leaning on the railing, browsing his mobile phone leisurely, his brown sunglasses reflecting the sunlight.
He looked at Akainu's reluctant look, with a slight smile on his face. "Even Teacher Zephyr can take a photo, what are you afraid of?"
Akainu glared at Kizaru, his eyes revealing a bit of helplessness. "You guy, you only know how to gloat over other people's misfortunes."
"Alright, alright, calm down everyone." Sengoku's voice came from the crowd. He stood in the middle with a serious look in his eyes. "We are doing this for the reputation and influence of the Marines. The rise of the Neo Marines has already had a huge impact on the Marines. We must take measures to restore the reputation of the Marines."
When the technical soldiers heard what Sengoku said, they nodded and continued to work.
They knew that the shoot was of great significance to the Marines.
They have to go all out to make the Marines' promotional video compete with the Neo Marines' video.
"Admiral Akainu, do you think this will work?" The makeup artist carefully adjusted Akainu's expression, trying to make him look more natural.
Akainu frowned slightly, but finally nodded. Damn pirates, sooner or later I will kill you all!
Not far away, Aokiji slumped on a recliner made of ice, reciting his lines with his eyelids half drooped. "Join the Marines... Protect justice... Haah——" A long yawn interrupted his practice.
The adjutant shook the prompter anxiously. "Admiral! The key point is the introduction to the Six Powers at the end!"
Aokiji covered his head with his hands in pain. These lines were too difficult to memorize. Since when did he need to memorize lines when he became an admiral? What a terrible day!
Kizaru pulled back his gaze and looked into the full-length mirror with a gold rim. He carefully took off the pair of brown sunglasses that he never took off.
"How scary!" He muttered to his wrinkled eyes in the mirror and tried to force a "friendly" smile, which scared a passing recruit so much that he almost fell into the fountain.
"I get paid so little a month and have to shoot videos, and there's no salary increase. I really am..." Kizaru muttered, and his voice was just loud enough for Sengoku to hear.
The corners of Sengoku's mouth twitched. Is this what he wanted to shoot?
Then he saw Garp and became even more furious. "Garp! Take off your dog head hat!"
Sengoku's roar suddenly rang throughout the square.
He rushed over in a hurry, followed by a group of clerical staff carrying clothing boxes.
Garp was secretly stuffing senbei into his mouth, but was frightened by the shout and spat out the crumbs all over the floor.
"I've been wearing this for thirty years..." Garp muttered, protecting his hat, but Sengoku had already snatched away the iconic dog-head hat and roughly put on a brand new Marine standard military cap for him.
"Image! Pay attention to your image!" Sengoku gritted his teeth as he adjusted Garp's crooked tie. "Do you know how many times more hits the Neo Marines' recruitment video has than ours?"
Garp looked at the dog-head hat in Sengoku's hand, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but in the end he reluctantly accepted the new outfit.
He sighed, his eyes revealing a bit of helplessness. "Okay, okay, for the honor of the Marines, I will do it this time."
Sengoku nodded, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. "This is what the Marines should be like. We can't lose to the Neo Marines. We must make the justice of the Marines shine again."
Garp nodded "..."
Central square,
The temporary special effects venue is undergoing final debugging.
The sunlight shines on the square, reflecting a busy scene.
The blasting team set up a flamethrower fifty meters away, and the props team prepared dozens of scaled-down pirate ship models, which looked extremely realistic in the sunlight.
The technical director wiped his sweat and reported nervously. "Fleet Admiral, according to the script, when Admiral Akainu releases the 'Meteor Volcano', these models will explode at the same time..."
Sengoku looked at the chaotic filming scene and his temples began to throb.
He sighed inwardly, the cost of these special effects is not low, and each explosion means a considerable expense.
Alas, it's all cost!
However, at this moment, Sengoku suddenly noticed that Garp secretly put the dog-head hat back on.
He was so angry that he almost passed out, but finally shook his head and decided to let him go.
He knew that it was difficult to change Garp's personality, and in such a tense shooting scene, he no longer had the energy to care about these trivial matters.
"Forget it, forget it." Just let him be, there's nothing I can do about it.
Soon, everything was ready.
"Action!" The director's shout echoed throughout the Marine Square, and all the camera phones lit up red at the same time.
Akainu walked out of the smoke with a gloomy face, and the ability of the Magma Fruit was activated, and dark red lava rolled and boiled on his fist.
He pulled the corners of his mouth in an extremely unnatural way, trying to force out a "friendly" smile, but the nearest cameraman was so scared that he almost fell into the sea.
"Ahem..." Akainu cleared his throat and snapped his fingers.
A few drops of magma splashed out, and the special effects team quickly detonated the pre-buried explosives.
With a loud "boom", twenty pirate ship models were reduced to ashes in the sea of fire, although a hole was accidentally blown in the outer wall of Marine Headquarters.
The camera switches to Aokiji.
He yawned and walked to the frozen sea model, mumbling sleepily. "ICE..."
The cold wind caused frost on the eyebrows of the Marines who were photographed recently.
The special effects team hurriedly started the refrigeration device, but they turned up the power too high, freezing half of the studio into an ice sculpture world.
Aokiji looked at the frozen prompter and scratched his head. "Ah la la... I forgot the words..."
"Cut! Cut!" the director shouted while wiping his sweat, but he didn't dare to reprimand the admiral. After all, the other party's status was higher than his, so he could only move on to the next scene. "Admiral Kizaru, get ready!"
Kizaru appeared on the stage with exaggerated steps and struck an extremely awkward "handsome pose".
"Have you ever been kicked by light?" he drawled, suddenly transforming into a beam of golden light.
The reflected light track bounced back and forth in the studio, but the angle was not calculated correctly and the chandelier on the ceiling was smashed to pieces.