Japanese big things

The roar gradually calmed down, and after the last gorgeous scene in the night sky fell, the fireworks festival was completely over. There was no bright light in the sky, and the whole world once again returned to its dark nature, as if it was shrouded in a curtain.

, everything is pitch black.

In addition to the countless neon lights on the other side of the Sai River that are constantly flashing, only the nearby rooftops are still lit with lights full of life. The bustling crowd, the noisy sounds, the dim light, and the diffuse

Heat, all these make up a beautiful picture.

People around were packing up their things and leaving one after another. Noisy sounds came one after another. After a while, many people on the green lawn dispersed. For a while, the originally lively scene came to an end, and the feeling of emptiness actually changed.

However, life.

After everyone nearby had almost left, the Hamato couple began to pack up slowly. Mihui and Minami stood aside, chatting about the beautiful scenery of the firework festival, looking very interested. Nakamura Masahiro didn't know what to do.

What can I do? I can only step forward to help and do my best.

There were actually not many things that needed to be packed away. They were mainly tableware for dining, but these tableware were relatively small, so it was a bit troublesome to pack them up. After about five minutes, everything had been put away, and the picnic on the lawn was

The pad is also folded into a small piece.

Mr. Hamabe walked in front carrying a picnic basket full of things, while Nakamura Masahiro walked behind with another picnic basket. Minami held a picnic mat and walked to one side with Mihui laughing, while Mrs. Hamabe

Walking at the back holding my dazed little son in my arms.

After getting to Kawashiki, the group of people walked leisurely and slowly back along the road they came from along with the sparse flow of people. Leaving the green space of Saikawa River, it seemed as if they were far away from the darkness. The street lights on both sides of the road gradually dimmed.

There are more and more, and the dim lights exude the temptation to go home.

"Nakamura-san, have you ever considered going to Beijing?"

Nakamura Masahiro was walking slowly, his brain in a temporary state of relaxation. Suddenly, Mr. Hamabe in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around and said this to Nakamura Masahiro.

"Ah?"

Subconsciously he stopped, Nakamura Masahiro was a little confused for a moment, and his eyes towards Mr. Hamato were a little dull. He was in a distracted state just now, and he didn't hear clearly what the other party said?

"I mean, have you ever considered going to Beijing?"

Facing Nakamura Masahiro's puzzled eyes, Mr. Hamabe repeated the question he just asked. Then, he continued: "In other words, try to go to Tokyo."

Seeing that Mr. Hamabe and Nakamura Masahiro seemed to be talking about something, Mrs. Hamabe who was following behind did not come forward. Instead, she greeted the two children Minami and Mie, passed directly by the side, and then continued to move forward slowly. Although not

I know what my husband and Masahiro Nakamura are talking about, but there is always a reason. It is the most basic etiquette not to disturb them. After all, it is nothing important.

Mr. Hamabe walked forward, and Nakamura Masahiro followed him, and the two walked side by side. When chatting in the afternoon, although the topics discussed were mainly domestic news in Japan and entertainment industry gossip, etc., as the topic continued to expand

, the latter inevitably involves some personal circumstances of Nakamura Masahiro.

Mr. Hamabe was very surprised to learn that Nakamura Masahiro had graduated from high school and did not continue to go to college, but planned to engage in film and television-related work. Especially when he heard that Nakamura Masahiro's intention was not to be an actor, but a film supervisor, this was even more surprising.

It surprised him.

Thinking about it, it is normal for a young high school student to yearn for the entertainment industry, which is also very common in Japan. But what is abnormal is that his choice is a little different: he is not those who are on the movie screen.

The actors who demonstrate their acting skills are not the singers and glamorous idols who are frequently active on the TV screen, but the less attention-grabbing film directors.

Well, no matter how you imagine it, Mr. Hamato would have a hard time connecting Nakamura Masahiro with the job of a film director. In the public’s mind, film directors are a bunch of bad old men. Even the younger ones have greasy faces.

middle-aged people.

With Nakamura Masahiro's cheerful youthful appearance, the style of painting is extremely inconsistent! In addition, Mr. Hamabe is also a little curious about why Nakamura Masahiro did not choose to go to Tokyo to look for opportunities, but stayed in a small place like Kanazawa: If he really wants to engage in the film and television industry

If you want to work, then economically developed Tokyo will definitely have more opportunities.

"Well, actually I've also thought about going to Beijing...but I haven't planned to go yet."

After a slight hesitation, Nakamura Masahiro replied with some tangle. After thinking about it, he added: "On the one hand, Meihui lacks someone to take care of her. On the other hand, if she goes to Tokyo, she seems to have no goal for the time being.

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"Didn't you say that you want to work in the film and television industry? How come you don't have a goal?"

Regarding Masahiro Nakamura's answer, Mr. Hamato was a little strange. He felt that he could not understand what Masahiro Nakamura meant: Since you want to do work related to the film and television industry, then just work hard towards this goal. Why do you say there is no goal?

What?

Is it possible that the so-called will is just an idea, and the goal is just a three-minute enthusiasm? But Nakamura Masahiro looks at it, and he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who lacks perseverance and gives up easily.

"Tokyo is so big after all, and it's difficult for people without foundation to get a foothold. Not to mention, I don't even know anyone, so going to Tokyo rashly is not a good choice."

Pursing his lips, Nakamura Masahiro then let out a long sigh of relief and said with a lot of self-knowledge. Although he also imagined working in Tokyo, it is an infinitely prosperous metropolis. Regardless of the economy or opportunities, it is definitely far better than where it is.

The remote Hokuriku region.

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However, due to the difficulty of living in an unfamiliar place, this idea can only be postponed. Maybe Nakamura Masahiro will go to Tokyo in the future, but he must have been fully prepared at that time. But now, instead of rushing to Tokyo, it is better to go to Tokyo first

Think of a solution in Kanazawa.

Anyway, Nakamura Masahiro's father, Nakamura Tomimasa, is also a senior reporter at the TV station. He must have some connections. Maybe it won't be of much help, but this is where Nakamura Masahiro can draw on his strength. If he goes to the unaccompanied

Tokyo, that’s a fool’s errand. Just the problem of establishing a foothold in a metropolis is enough to make Masahiro Nakamura think hard.

"What you said makes sense... However, after all, Tokyo has more opportunities than small places can."

Although he deliberately suggested that Masahiro Nakamura go to Beijing, Mr. Hamabe had to agree with his judgment. Every year, many young people from all over Japan choose to go to Beijing to make a living, but those who can really gain a foothold in Tokyo are often very few.

"Nakamura-san, life is all about making a fortune. When you reach my age and start thinking about things, don't even think about it."

After wasting their precious youth in the big cities, the vast majority of people eventually returned home in despair. However, everything has two sides. If you don’t work hard when you are young, what is the meaning of youth? It’s difficult.

No, I'll have to wait until I'm old and frail to lament my uneventful life and the regrets of my lost youth.

Tilting his head, Nakamura Masahiro looked at Mr. Hamabe's melancholy look, and was speechless for a moment. Judging from his tone and expression, Mr. Hamabe probably wanted to go to Beijing to make a living when he was young, right? But, I don't know why he couldn't do it.

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After turning the intersection, we entered the commercial district of Motoji Town. There were gradually more and more pedestrians on the street, and the noise became louder. People came in and out of the shops on the roadside from time to time, carrying large and small bags.

The posture at that time was like a shopping mall warrior who has made a lot of gains.

The neon lights on the street are constantly flashing, and the colorful colors create a dreamlike effect. The bustling scene is full of charming temptations. Some houses under the street lights are crowded with customers, and the hot steam spreads out, and the tempting fragrance

It is filled with everything. Even if you pass by inadvertently, you will inevitably be invaded by the delicious aroma and even arouse a trace of appetite.

While she was thinking wildly, Mihui suddenly stopped in front of her. She stopped in front of a roof, raised her little head and watched the stall owner skillfully flipping the takoyaki for a while, then turned around and trotted towards Nakamura Masahiro. That posture,

Even more energetic than when playing with Minami.

"Onii-chan, I want to eat takoyaki."

When they got closer, Meihui looked up at Nakamura Masahiro with a longing expression on her face, and truthfully expressed her inner thoughts. Obviously, the girl's appetite had been aroused by the permeating fragrance, and she couldn't control it.

"Nakamura-san, give me the picnic basket. The parking lot is nearby. We can go there by ourselves. You should go and eat takoyaki with Meihui."

Mr. Hamabe on the side took the initiative to take the picnic basket from Nakamura Masahiro, looked at him and Mihui with a warm smile and said. Before Nakamura Masahiro could react, Mr. Hamabe eliminated his concerns.

"Well, I'm sorry...please walk slowly."

After hesitating for a moment, Nakamura Masahiro agreed without too much entanglement. After saying goodbye to Mr. Hamato, he watched his figure walk away step by step, and then looked back at Mihui and said: "Let's go, go give it to me

You buy takoyaki."

Departing from the planned route, Nakamura Masahiro followed Meihui, followed by the children's excitement, and ran straight to the yatai selling takoyaki. The stall owner's face was full of warm smiles, and when he saw the two people who stopped,

Before Nakamura Masahiro could speak, he proactively asked: "What do you two want to eat? Takoyaki?"

Although there are several kinds of snacks sold at the yatai, takoyaki is undoubtedly the most conspicuous. In addition, Mihui stopped in front of the yatai just now, and her longing expression left an impression on the stall owner, so he had already guessed their visit.

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"Two takoyaki, uh... Shio Yaki, forget it, let's have two more skewers..."

After staring at the takoyaki, Nakamura Masahiro ordered two portions. Then he looked at a pile of shio-yaki on the side. He wanted to order two portions, but when he thought of the unique taste, he gave up. Finally, he turned his gaze

Locked in the yakitori area.

The so-called Shio-yaki is actually a type of grilled fish from Japan's street food. A whole grilled fish is skewered on a stick and seasoned with salt, and a lot of salt is used, so that in the end it seems that there is only

The taste of salt.

It is a relatively unique and somewhat scary snack. When Nakamura Masahiro ate Shio Yaki for the first time, he tried it rashly because he did not know the situation. The super salty taste was as if he was eating salt directly. From then on, he stayed

A relatively profound psychological shadow.