Tokyo Literary Godfather

"I want you to take care of it." Arima Keixiang flicked his forehead, "Go to practice quickly, be careful that daddy will scold you again."

"I'm used to being scolded." Arimamasai shrugged, "Sister, give me some money. It doesn't need to be more, three hundred thousand yen is enough."

Arima Keixiang rolled her eyes at him, took out three 10,000-yuan bills from her bag, and handed them to Arima Masai, "There are only so many. No drinking, no going to the small steel ball shop."

"I know." Arimama Sai fanned himself with banknotes and looked Arima Keika up and down: "Who are you going to date? Let me think about it, it won't be a writer, right? There are so many people in the circle these days. There are rumors about the two of you. But I advise you to think about it again. There is no good writer. I heard that many of them are people who first defraud women of money and then deceive them into committing suicide..."

Arima Keika ignored her and went downstairs to leave.

Arima Keika drove to Shin-ohashi and found the French restaurant. Arima Keika drove into the parking lot and entered the restaurant under the guidance of the doorman.

The clerk was stunned for a moment when he saw it was Arima Guixiang. He must have recognized her. However, he did not act surprised like ordinary people when they see a celebrity. Instead, he was very professional and did not say a single unnecessary word, and led Arima Keixiang into the store in a normal manner.

Kei Fujiwara is already waiting. The waiters in the store, both male and female, have good looks and are relatively tall. There are also quite a few foreign waiters, but at first glance they are just idiots, pretending to be French.

A young woman was playing the violin. After the song was played, the guest who requested the song applauded her and put tips on the tray.

Arima Keixiang saw Fujiwara Keixi. Fujiwara Keixiang was looking down at his watch. When Arima Keixiang came closer, as if sensing something, he raised his head and met her eyes.

"Sorry, I'm late." Arima Keixiang said.

"It doesn't matter." Fujiwara Kei said.

Arima Keixiang sat down and looked around, "I haven't been to this restaurant in New Bridge yet. When did a French restaurant open here?"

"Last year," Fujiwara Kei said, "I also heard about it from Mr. Takagi, otherwise I wouldn't have known there was such a store."

"Have you ever been here?" Arima Guixiang asked.

Fujiwara Kei shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Takagi has always wanted to bring me here, but I declined. I have a bit of a psychological shadow on French restaurants."

Arima Guixiang asked with interest: "Why?"

"It happened many years ago... I went to eat French food for the first time, but the dishes written in Japanese on the menu were too expensive, but there were a few dishes with names written in French that were relatively cheap. I don't understand French, so I didn’t understand what it meant, but I was too embarrassed to ask, so I just ordered a few dishes and spent more than 20,000 yen.”

"No one served the food for half an hour. Later I asked the waiter and the waiter said to me:"

"Sir, you just ordered a few pieces of music, and the violinist has already finished playing them for you."

Arima Keixiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. The laughter spread and an old couple dining over looked over.

"You... don't make me laugh."

Fujiwara Kei smiled and looked at Arima Guixiang. In fact, this was a real experience in his previous life, and it was the most embarrassing experience in his life. But since he succeeded, this matter suddenly became interesting.

"Tell me, why are you asking me out?" Arima Guixiang asked.

Arima Guixiang suddenly became a little nervous. Although Kei Fujiwara asked her out on the grounds of a new work, if it was a simple audition invitation, it stands to reason that she should go through the agent.

Maybe he has other things to say by asking him out alone...

Could it be...

Arima Guixiang's cheeks were a little red, and then Fujiwara Kei revealed the reason for his visit.

"I would like to ask your father to star in my new drama." Kei Fujiwara said straight to the point.

Arima Guixiang's big eyes blinked, "What did you say?"

Kei Fujiwara talked about his experience of choosing roles for "Furuhata Rensaburo" these days, and said that Mr. Matsumoto Konoemon fits his imagination of Furuhata Rensaburo, and hopes that he can appear in this drama.

"It's just that I heard that your father doesn't seem to appear in movies and TV dramas often. He seems to have only appeared in a few dramas as a friend..."

"I understand. You want me to convince my father to star in your show?"

"Please, Guixiang." Fujiwara Kei said.

At this time, the baked snails were brought up by the waiter. Arima Guixiang lowered her head to eat the dishes, and a look of disappointment suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"I can try to persuade you..." Arima Keixiang said, "but I can't guarantee..."

"Thank you very much." Kei Fujiwara smiled.

"You're welcome." Arima Guixiang looked a little discouraged.

"You are beautiful today." Kei Fujiwara said suddenly.

"What?" Arima Guixiang suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"You are very beautiful today. Although you have always been beautiful, today is especially good-looking." Fujiwara Keidao, looking at Arima Guixiang's earrings, "The earrings are also very beautiful."

These are Arima Guixiang's favorite earrings, and she wouldn't wear them on ordinary occasions.

Arima Keixiang smiled and touched her earrings, "By the way, tell me the main content of your new drama so that I can tell my father..."

"I have a script, please pass it on to me," Kei Fujiwara said.

"Also, regardless of whether your father can agree to the role or not, I will ask you to play the murderer in the first episode."

"Playing the role of a murderer?"

Kei Fujiwara roughly told her about the case in the first episode: the message left by the deceased, and the murderer was a female cartoonist...

Outside the French restaurant, a jeep was flashing its lights.

There were a few people with messy hair sitting in the car, and the person sitting in the co-pilot was carrying a video camera on his shoulders.

Senzo Inoue was sitting in the back seat of the car, playing with a black and white handheld.

"Boss, after staying here for so many days, I finally caught a picture of these two people meeting." A subordinate said excitedly, "After "The Long Holiday", these two people have hardly seen each other. I thought these two people would meet each other." To avoid suspicion, we will never meet again!"

"From a rational point of view, we should avoid suspicion." Inoue Senzo said while pressing the game console. "Celebrities are different from writers. To a large extent, they make a living by selling fantasy. If a group of male fans know that they like Ma Guixiang already has a boyfriend, so a large number of fans will definitely be lost."

"So, Kei Fujiwara and Guixiang Arima won't have any development?" the paparazzi said in disappointment.

"I didn't say that. From a rational point of view, if Arima Keixiang wants to maintain her popularity, she can just speculate on the scandal with Fujiwara Kei, but she must not let the scandal come true... But no matter what time, reason will definitely lose to impulse. of."

Inoue Senzo suddenly smiled, "While filming "The Long Vacation", I observed the beautiful lady Keika Arima countless times. From the look in her eyes towards Kei Fujiwara, I could tell that she must have feelings for this man. Although Actors are good at disguising, but they will reveal their true feelings when they don’t realize it.”

"What about Kei Fujiwara and Guixiang Arima?" asked the subordinate.

Speaking of this, Inoue Senzo suddenly frowned, "I can't tell. That guy is young and looks like an old fox. He is not the type to reveal his feelings easily."

"But the two of them just had a meal... Even if this kind of photo is published, readers will only think: Is it just like this?" Another subordinate expressed confusion.

"You are stupid." The paparazzi next to him patted his head, "What is there to photograph after eating, of course it depends on where they go after eating... Whether the woman went to the man's apartment or the man went The woman’s apartment, or the two of them going to the hotel, that’s big news.”