Tokyo Bubble Life

  Chapter 85 085, Two old men who don't talk about martial arts actually get a minor drunk!

   Entering September, the autumn of Showa 56 is almost coming,

  The high temperature of more than 30 degrees has gradually left like the midsummer,

   In addition to the occasional typhoon and the accompanying rainstorm,

  The weather in Tokyo is getting cooler every day like this,

  Although there is no scene of falling leaves, but the maple leaves are slowly turning red,

  The leaves of deciduous trees also began to wilt,

   But now is the fruit harvest season, and the fruit in the store is much cheaper, so that many families who were reluctant to eat it before can enjoy a real treat.

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

   The Yoshinori Yoshimura who followed is equivalent to the old boss, and it was Bole who helped them become famous. The three artists who were abandoned by the BURNING department, Mikina Ono, Akiyama Feiza, and Katagiri, couldn't find a better way.

   During this period of time, I was following Fangmura's constant running announcements, reconnecting with the fans of the previous underground concerts, but the effect was not so good. After all, the previous operation method was wrong, and these fans were abandoned. If there is no opportunity, it seems that it is difficult to return to the peak.

On the other hand, the filming on Yitang Xiuyi’s side was not smooth. He often came to Naoki Naoki for a drink. He started to complain about the production when he was drinking, saying things like being stubborn and unable to keep up with the times. It seemed that there was friction during the filming process. a lot of.

   And Naoki Naoyama finally waited for the release of "Summer Garden",

   I bought a dozen copies immediately, and then sent a copy to everyone I knew.

  Ido Shuichi and Fangmura Otto were brought there directly, and a few of them were going to drink.

   "Naokushi-san, is this really a story you wrote?" After browsing some content, Yoshimura was surprised, "You're only under 20 years old, 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 the same thing~" Naoki Naoki asked, "Many people have experienced seventy or eighty years of life, but they have only changed from teenage idiots to 70s and 80s idiots. ."

   "Yoshi, that's a good sentence!" It seemed that he suddenly hit the point of Yitang Shuichi, "Our producer is an old idiot!"

   "Hahaha, Xiu Yi-sang is always talking about this producer during this time."

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

   As a young director who can be regarded as a half-way monk to make TV series, the old-fashioned producers are always at ease. After all, there are no works and fame in the TV drama industry.

   "Xu Yi-sang, there is no way out, this kind of thing is just like a newcomer who has just entered the company, and he must be 'care' by his seniors" Fangcun Otto had an old-fashioned tone.

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

  It should be the most free and unrestrained creative industry, but there are so many old and stubborn people who want to grind young people into lifeless appearances”

   Yitang Xiuyi took a sip of wine, and he was really depressed during this time.

   "Xu Yi-sang, think about it from another angle, you are just going to learn old-fashioned techniques, get to know people by the way, and film and listen to the production~" Naoki Naoki tried to comfort him.

   "How can it be repaired, even so, I want to make good works!"

  A middle-aged man, the grumbling at the wine table is just to relieve the emotions accumulated in daily life. After sobering up, of course, do what you need to do.

   After a drink, the two old men didn't talk about martial arts, but they actually got the minors drunk!

   After that, this plot gimmick is enough to write dozens of articles from the media and add 100,000 yuan

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

   I put a hot towel on my face, drank a cup of tea, and finally woke up a little,

   "You can't always go to drink in the future. It's a pity to have a young and healthy body, and then because of the corruption of the wine bureau."

  Turn on the TV, there are still some strange variety shows on the TV station, as well as star trick shows, etc., I have to sigh the opening of RB variety shows. If it was in China, it would have been 404 long ago.

  Nagayama Naoki drank tea and critically watched horror programs on TV, killing the time before going to bed.

  “Jingle Bell~”

   Suddenly the phone rang!

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

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

   "Moses Moses, this is Yongshan's house."

   "Onissan~ It's Tsuruko!"

   "Ah, so it's Tsuruko-chan, calling me so late shocked me."

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

  “. Tsuruko sauce.”

   "Nani? Nani?" Naoki Naoki seems to have seen Naoki Naoki shaking his head proudly. This sentence doesn't ask why, it means "what can you do with me?"

   "Tsuruko-chan, if you can't give me a good reason! This year's Christmas present. Hehehe"

"Hey, I will threaten people with gifts~ I'm not afraid~" Mingming's tone suddenly became a lot weaker, "I received a novel called "The Garden of Summer" sent by you at home, Ogasang asked me to come Ask what's going on~"

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

   "Eh? The postcard said, 'Father and mother, I published a novel and sent a few back, which is more suitable for children of Tsuruko's age~', how can such a simple statement be made clear.

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

   "The person who clearly said that is still a childish ghost who suddenly called in the middle of the night to scare people."

   "How can it be repaired, Baka!" Yongshan Hezi couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he could only mumble indignantly.

   "Alright, alright, Tsuruko, in fact, it was during this time that I conceived a novel, and the publisher thought it was okay, so I released it, so I also bought a few copies for my friends and relatives~"

   "So, is it really Ni-chan's novel? Isn't the author Tingshu?"

   "Aho, that's a pseudonym!"

   "Hey~ Don't think that writing a novel is nothing special, I will write a dozen of them in minutes for you to read!"

   "Hey hey~ Tsuruko-chan is very smart~ Let my mother answer the phone~"

   Generally speaking, the communication with the family is with the mother. If it is not a formal or important event, the dialogue between father and son will always be worth every word.

   After chatting with her mother for more than half an hour, Nanako Yongshan’s voice was filled with indescribable joy. There was actually a literati writer at home. In RB, it was a matter of more face than his son becoming a rich man.

  Even with the disgusting tone of Yongshan Tsuruko, he brought the novel to the school the next day to share, with a proud look.

   (end of this chapter)