Tokyo bubble life

Chapter 85 085, Two old men don't talk about martial arts!

Stepping into September, the autumn of Showa 56 is about to come,

Like midsummer, the high temperature above 30 degrees has gradually gone away.

Coupled with the occasional typhoon and subsequent torrential rain,

The weather in Tokyo is getting cooler day by day.

Although there is no scene of falling leaves all over the ground, the maple leaves have slowly turned red,

The leaves of the deciduous trees also began to wilt,

However, it is the season of fruit harvest at this time, and the fruits in the store are much cheaper, so that many families who were reluctant to eat before can have a real treat.

The acceptance of the remaining members of the Wildcats was smooth, and even the brand of the Wildcats was brought back without spending too much money. It seems that BURNING has completely lost confidence in this girl group.

The Yoshimura Otomo who followed is equivalent to the old boss, and Bole who helped them become famous. The three artists who were abandoned by the BURNING department could not find a better way.

During this period of time, I followed Fangcun Dayou to keep running announcements to reconnect with the fans of the previous underground concert, but the effect was mediocre. After all, the previous operation method was wrong and I gave up these fans. Without opportunities, it seems difficult to return to the top.

However, Shuichi Ido's shooting was not smooth. He often came to Naoki Nagayama for a drink. When he was drunk, he began to complain about the producer, saying things like being old and stubborn and not keeping up with the times. It seemed that there was friction during the shooting process. a lot of.

And Naoki Naoyama finally waited until the release of "Summer Garden\

,"I bought a dozen copies at the first time, and then sent one copy to everyone I know.

Shuichi Yitang and Otomo Fangcun brought them there directly, and they were going to drink.

"Naoki-san, is this really the story you wrote?" After browsing some of the content, Yoshimura Otomo was surprised, "You are only under 20 years old, and you don't have children yet. How can you observe the world so clearly?"

"Otomo-san, old age and insight into the world are not synonymous~" Naoki Naoyama asked, "Many people have gone through 70 or 80 years of life, and they just changed from a teenage fool to a 70-year-old fool. .”

"Yo Xi, that's a good sentence!" It seemed to suddenly hit Shuichi Itou's point, "Our producer is an old fool!"

"Hahaha, during this time, Xiu Yisang has always been talking about the producer."

"I didn't expect the old-school producers to be so difficult"

As a young director who can be regarded as a half-way monk to shoot TV dramas, the old-school producers are always worried. After all, there are no works and fame in the TV drama industry.

"Xiu Yisang, there is no other way. This kind of thing is just like a newcomer who has just entered the company. He must be 'cared for' by his seniors." Fangcun Dayu said in an old-fashioned tone.

"Why do you think I came out to shoot commercials in the first place! I just can't accept this damn workplace atmosphere!

Obviously, it should be the most free and unconstrained creative industry, but so many old and stubborn people want to grind young people into a lifeless look.”

Yi Tangxiu took a sip of the wine, he was really depressed during this time.

"Xiu Yi-sang, think about it from another angle, you're just here to learn old-school techniques, and to meet people by the way, just listen to the producer when shooting~" Naoki Yongshan tried to comfort him.

"How can I fix it? Even so, I want to make a good work!"

For middle-aged men, the complaints at the wine table are just to relieve the emotions accumulated in the daily life. After waking up, of course, they still do what they should do.

After a meal of wine, the two old men didn't talk about martial arts, and even got minors drunk!

In the future, just this plot gimmick is enough to write dozens of articles from the media.

Fortunately, I didn't drive before I came here. Naoki Naoyama took a taxi and went home.

I rubbed my face with a hot towel, drank a cup of tea, and finally woke up a bit.

"I can't always go drinking in the future. It's a pity that I finally have a young and healthy body, and it's ruined because of the drinking situation."

Turn on the TV, there are still some weird variety shows on the TV station, as well as celebrity trick shows, etc. I have to lament the opening of RB variety shows. If it was in China, it would have been 404.

Naoki Naoyama drank tea and watched the horror program on TV with a critical eye, killing the time before going to bed.

"Jinglingling~"

Suddenly the phone rang!

Naoki Nagayama, who was watching the thriller column, almost knocked down the teacup. No wonder so many people don't like the phone!

Naoki Yongshan secretly thought about whether to shoot the midnight bell and ask the TV station to call the audience during the broadcast time.

"Moses, this is Yongshan's house."

"Onisan~ It's a crane!"

"Ah, it turned out to be Hezijiang. I was shocked to call so late."

"Haha, I was really scared, I chose this time specially!"

".Crane seed sauce."

"Nani? Nani?" Naoki Yongshan seems to have seen the proud look of Yongshan Crane shaking his head. This sentence is not asking why, but means "what can you do to me?"

"Hezijiang, if you can't give me a good reason! This year's Christmas gift. Hehehe"

"Tch, I will threaten people with gifts~ I'm not afraid~" Mingming's tone became weaker all of a sudden, "I received a novel called "Summer Garden" from you at home, Ogasang asked me to Ask what's going on~"

"What's going on? Didn't I write it in the postcard?"

"Eh? The postcard said, 'Mom and Dad, published a novel and sent back a few copies, which are more suitable for children of Hezi's age~', how can such a simple statement be made clear.

Also, what is suitable for children of Hezi's age to watch? I'm already a high school student, only 3 years younger than you, Bagani sauce! "

"The person who said it clearly is still a childish ghost who suddenly called in the middle of the night and frightened people."

"How can it be repaired, Baga!" Yongshan Hezi couldn't find a rebuttal for a while, so he could only mutter indignantly.

"Okay, okay, Hezi, actually, I conceived a novel during this time, and then the publishing house thought it was okay, so I published it, so I also bought a few copies for my relatives and friends~"

"So, it's really Ni Jiang's novel? Isn't the author Terrance?"

"Ah, that's a pseudonym!"

"Tch~ Don't think that writing a novel is nothing special, I'll write a dozen novels for you to read every minute!"

"Hey, hey~ Hezijiang is so smart~ let mother answer the phone~"

Generally, the phone calls with the family are with the mother. If it is not a formal matter or a major event, the conversation between father and son will always be worth a word.

Then I chatted with my mother for more than half an hour. Nanako Yongshan's voice was full of unspeakable joy. There was a literati writer in the family, which was more honorable in RB than his son becoming a rich man.

Even with Yongshan Hezi's disgusting tone, he took the novel to school to share the next day, looking proud.

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