old events in tokyo

Chapter 80 The Hangover
A few days after Christmas, Kazuki Akiyama was in pain and joy.

Since his performance on TV Asahi's Super Live that night, it has caused a huge sensation, and the audience rating was close to 25% during his performance.

As the first year of Super Live, this ratings almost surpassed MS's ratings most of the time.

TV Asahi is also quite satisfied with the results of this evening, which is nearly ten points higher than the originally expected 15% audience rating.

After the show, I received a large number of calls from viewers, who praised the program and hoped that the TV station will continue to hold Super Live next year.

Many media, including those in the industry, also took a positive attitude towards this event, and Kazuki Akiyama naturally became a hot spot followed by many media.

In recent days, he has received a lot of announcements and invitations, advertising cooperation, etc., but he doesn't want to expose himself too much. He always feels that it is also important for artists to maintain a sense of mystery.

So except for a few invitations that were hard to refuse, the rest were basically declined on the grounds of preparing for the record awards at the end of the year.

In the two days near the end of the year, I didn't even go out, and basically stayed in the apartment.

As for the employees of AKKA, he also gave them a holiday early, and he doesn't have any activities to participate in now, only the record awards at the end of the year, just go for a cutscene, no one is needed.

Ishida Takumi's home is also in Tokyo, but it is located in Qingmei City in the Tama area, which is far away from the bustling central area, so Akiyama Kazuki also asked him to go back early for the New Year.

Kazuki Akiyama was lying on the sofa and switching channels on the TV, most of the programs of various TV stations at the end of the year were related to the New Year, but he lacked interest.

After a busy period of time, I was suddenly free, and now I am still alone in the apartment, and I always feel a little empty in my heart.

"Dinglingling..." The crisp bell rang, breaking the somewhat quiet environment, and Kazuki Akiyama regained consciousness from the state of wandering in an instant.

"Mosimoxi?"

"Chang Shan-san?... Well, I haven't come back yet... Now?...Okay."

Kazuki Akiyama raised his head and looked out the window, the sky was a bit dark, although it wasn't raining, but the sky was a bit dim.

It was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the neon lights of some shops on the street were already shining, so I got up, picked up my coat and walked out the door.

Four or 10 minutes later, I arrived at a very private high-end restaurant. Under the leadership of well-trained service staff, Akiyama Kazuki came to the door of a private room.

Knocked on the door, waited for a response, pushed the door open and entered.

Today, Yoko Nagayama is wearing a white cashmere jacket, with a fluffy collar wrapping her fair face in the middle, looking cute and cute.

"Autumn Mountain Lord" Yoko Nagayama's watery pupils are as clear and lovely as a crescent moon when she smiles.

"Nagayama-san, haven't you come home yet for the New Year?" Akiyama Kazuki took off his coat and hung it on the hanger in the room.

"My home is in Tokyo, Ota Ward~" Yoko Nagayama replied with a smile.

Every time I saw her, her eyebrows and eyes always seemed to be crooked, and Akiyama Kazuki was also infected by her bright smile, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously held a smile.

"That's right, I didn't expect Nagayama-san to be from Tokyo." Some locals in Tokyo have a sense of superiority. Except for Tokyo people, other places are country people. Just like the previous life ridiculing Shanghai, there are black people everywhere.

Kazuki Akiyama also made fun of it on purpose, which really provoked complaints from Yoko Nagayama.

"Hey, is Mr. Qiushan a countryman?" Yoko Nagayama seemed to know him again, and his eyes seemed to be disgusted.

"Enough is enough, Nagayama-san~" This girl's mouth was not forgiving at all, Kazuki Akiyama expressed his surrender.

Putting away her smile, Yoko Nagayama picked up the jug on the table and poured a glass for Kazuki Akiyama and herself.

"Congratulations, Mr. Akiyama." Yoko Nagayama raised his glass.

"Thank you." Kazuki Akiyama clinked glasses with her and drank it down.

After drinking a glass of wine, Yoko Nagayama's fair face became a little more rosy, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"When will Akiyama-kun go home?"

"Probably New Year's Day."

"so late?"

"Hay, I'm going to participate in the Record Awards." Kazuki Akiyama drank another glass, a rare relaxation at the end of the year, and he didn't deliberately control his drinking anymore.

"Record Awards" Yoko Nagayama's eyes were slightly yearning. As a singer, whether you are a pop singer or an enka singer, you will yearn for the Record Awards. After all, it more or less represents some recognition of your achievements in the music world.

Although its authority has been questioned by the public since 87, and its influence is not as good as before, it is still the most authoritative music award of RB.

"Nagayama-san will definitely stand on the stage of the grand prize one day." Kazuki Akiyama said half consolingly and half seriously.

"Borrow Qiu Shanjun's good words."

The two raised their glasses again, touched each other lightly, and drank it down.

Taking advantage of the New Year's pretext, Kazuki Akiyama also completely let go, eating and chatting with Yoko Nagayama, and it was around eight o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Kazuki Akiyama's half-drunk, half-dream appearance, Yoko Nagayama couldn't help laughing out loud, but he didn't expect that his alcohol capacity was not as good as her own, and it was quite heroic to drink.

After looking at the sky outside, and at Kazuki Akiyama's drunken eyes, he gave up his plan to let him go back by himself.

...

An hour later, Yoko Nagayama half-supported Akiyama Kazuki to the door of his apartment, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door after trying several times.

After helping Kazuki Akiyama in and putting him on the bed in his bedroom, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yoko Nagayama was also exhausted and panting. She looked tall and thin, but was so heavy.

He looked at his bedroom curiously, and it seemed to be fairly clean, and there was no scene of a boy throwing things in a mess as he had imagined.

There were some lyrics and music manuscripts written by Kazuki Akiyama on the desk. Yoko Nagayama flipped through them curiously. There are so many, it’s really amazing, and I secretly admired them.

Hey, there is a magazine under the manuscript paper. Yoko Nagayama opened it curiously, and saw some young women in scantily clad clothes. She spat lightly and put it down quickly.

Rubbing his cheeks that were a little hot, he turned around and looked at Kazuki Akiyama who was sleeping soundly with a guilty conscience, and then patted his chest as if relaxing.

Tiptoing to the bedside, seeing Kazuki Akiyama with her eyes closed and her chest rising and falling gently, like a sleeping baby, she suddenly felt soft from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing Kazuki Akiyama licking his dry lips, Yoko Nagayama walked lightly to the kitchen and poured a glass of water.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and supporting the back of his head with some difficulty, he brought the water glass to his mouth, watched him drink unconsciously, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart for no reason.

Putting down the water glass, just about to get up, suddenly her right hand was wrapped in generosity and warmth, Yoko Nagayama froze, turned her head and saw Kazuki Akiyama tightly grasping her right hand.

He muttered unconsciously in his mouth, and Yoko Nagayama leaned closer to listen, but he became silent again.

A little cute frowned, looking at the hair on his forehead and long eyelashes, Yoko Nagayama couldn't help stretching out his fingers and flicked it lightly, Kazuki Akiyama turned his head, causing her playful light laughter.

Looking at the time, he drew out his right hand hesitantly. Yoko Nagayama stood up and hesitated for a while, before going to the bathroom.

After a while, he brought a warm towel, gently wiped Kazuki Akiyama's face, and helped him take off his socks. After tidying up like this, he let out a sigh of relief.

Walked lightly to the head of the bed, squatted down and watched quietly for a while, hesitated for a while, leaned over and touched his forehead with her soft red lips, then got up to turn off the light and closed the door, The footsteps gradually faded away.

In the dark room, only Akiyama Kazuki's indistinct breathing sound remained.

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