Japanese big things

The sky was gloomy, and it was obviously at the best time, but there was no bright feeling at all. The fiery sun of the past was nowhere to be seen, and I don’t know where it was hiding.

Occasionally, a breeze blows from time to time, and the icy coldness invades the neckline, which always makes people shiver involuntarily.

Naomi Jingnan and a group of little sisters were hiding in a corner of the hall to avoid the wind. They were wearing thick down jackets and could not stop shaking at the moment.

The entire hall gave people an empty feeling, with only a few sparse travelers passing by, and the figures dragging their luggage showed a tired atmosphere.

"Meihui, is Nakamura-san really coming back on this flight today?"

Taking out her mobile phone and checking the time, Nai Minami asked Nakamura Mie beside her. Although she knew the time when Nakamura Masahiro would return, she couldn't help but become suspicious after waiting for such a long time.

"Yes, will he change the time? We have been waiting for so long..."

The little sister on the side also echoed the name Jingnan, with some doubts in her words.

"That's right, we have been waiting for so long..."

Another girl said something in agreement, and then couldn't help but stamp her feet, trying to dispel the chill in her body.

"Maybe...maybe the flight was delayed."

Meihui was also made unconfident by their words. She pursed her lips and thought about it, then gave such a reason without confidence.

"When I called to inquire, Onii-chan was talking about this flight."

"Then, let's wait."

After receiving a positive reply from Meihui, Naijingnan nodded towards the little sister and made the final decision.

They have already arrived at the airport and have been waiting here for so long. If they just give up and go back, they will not be reconciled.

Time passes slowly bit by bit, just like the Sumida River in Tokyo, the river flows quietly towards the silent Tokyo Bay.

The number of passengers gradually increased, figures dragging luggage one after another, and there was also some faint noise in the originally quiet hall.

Nakamura Mie walked to the exit with small steps, her searching eyes swept over the passengers who were filing out, but she still couldn't find the target she wanted to see.

"Meihui?"

After a long time, a familiar voice sounded in the little girl's ears, and it suddenly exploded like thunder, making the little girl confused for a moment.

"What are you doing here? You called me to ask me the time just to pick me up at the airport?"

The little head turned slowly, and Mei Hui stared blankly at the tall figure standing next to her. This person was none other than his dear Onii-chan.

Standing next to him was a well-packed middle-aged man. He was dragging two suitcases and wearing a mask on his face, leaving only his two eyes exposed. He made people feel very depressed, as if he couldn't lift his spirits.

"Onii-chan?!"

After confirming hesitantly, Meihui looked at Nakamura Masahiro with burning eyes. Although she had been looking forward to Onii-chan's appearance, such an unexpected way still caught her off guard.

"Let's go, you're here to pick me up..."

Nakamura Masahiro raised his lips slightly, smiled reluctantly at the little girl Mihui, and then said hello: "I'm back now, let's go back together."

"Uh, Onii-chan, I came here with my friends."

Nakamura Masahiro's words reminded Meihui, she came back to her senses and said to Nakamura Masahiro: "We came to pick you up together, they want your autograph."

"Friend? Signature?"

Subconsciously frowning a little, Nakamura Masahiro's eyes began to move along with Meihui's figure, and he soon saw the girls in the corner.

I don’t know what Mihui said to them, but the girls who were huddled in the corner suddenly cheered, and then became a little excited, and swarmed towards Nakamura Masahiro.

Are they fans who came to pick her up at the airport? No, although the news of her return was not kept secret, not many people really knew that she was back.

Besides, I am not an artist, I am just a supervisor. Even if I add the attributes of a singer, it is not so easy to attract attention.

Regardless of the entertainment news, there are often reports of a large number of fans picking up artists at airports. If the agency had not organized or notified the agency privately, there would have been very few cases of this kind of thing.

After all, although the artist's itinerary is far from confidential, the flight information of the plane is not so easy to be leaked.

Just now, Meihui mentioned that she was her friend. So, these girls were brought by Meihui?

His thoughts were spinning a thousand times, and Nakamura Masahiro kept making guesses in his mind. Suddenly, the girl rushing in front caught Nakamura Masahiro's attention.

Her eyebrows are soft and her delicate facial features are very beautiful. Although I only glanced at him briefly, the inexplicable feeling of familiarity was particularly strong.

"Xonan?"

A pretty figure flashed in his mind, and Nakamura Masahiro suddenly recalled that trip to Osaka. Although it was a failure, it left a deep impression on him.

"Supervisor Nakamura...."

"Nakamura Masahiro-den...."

The cheering girls crowded around Nakamura Masahiro. Some took out clear photos, some took out autograph books, and some took out exquisite gifts.

"Stop, please stop..."

Subconsciously reaching out his hand to signal, while the girls were quiet, Nakamura Masahiro quickly said: "Are you Meihui's friends?"

Although I have some doubts about Meihui's words, this is the reason on the surface after all. However, these girls seem to be several years older than Meihui, so making friends seems a bit strange.

"Director Nakamura, they are my classmates. We all want your autograph and photos. I know Meihui is your sister, so I asked her to pick us up at the airport..."

The girl who answered first was Nai Minami. Although she was still a little excited, her orderly appearance made Nakamura Masahiro take a second look at her.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The other three girls also nodded hurriedly, as if they were agreeing with Naijing Nan and confirming it.

"Onii-chan, Nai-senpai is my best friend in school."

Meihui came close to Nakamura Masahiro's side, grabbed Nakamura Masahiro's hand and shook it non-stop. The intimate tone was a bit cloying, and it was somewhat different from his memory.

"Just help me, please."

"Fine...."

Pursing his lips, Nakamura Masahiro sighed. He rubbed the little girl's head lovingly, glanced at the expectant looks of the girls, and agreed.

Afterwards, he took over the photos and autograph books from the girls one after another, and drew his signature like a flying phoenix.

The font full of artistic charm left scrawled traces. If they hadn't known that it was Nakamura Masahiro's signature, Nai Minami and the others probably wouldn't have been able to recognize it with their eyes turned green.

As for the gifts prepared by the girls, Masahiro Nakamura looked at the exquisite packaging and felt that the value should be high, so he politely declined.

"Thank you for your concern. If you want to support me, just go to the theater and buy a ticket when you have time. As for gifts, there is really no need."

Nakamura Masahiro insisted not to accept it, and Nai Minami and the others had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​giving gifts: originally, they thought that Nakamura Masahiro would accept it.

In fact, when fans give gifts to artists, Japanese artists and agencies often accept them. After all, Japanese artists generally have low incomes.

Not to mention those little transparent ones who have no sense of existence, even those who have become famous and popular artists, most of them do not have very high income.

Ultra-high incomes such as tens of millions or even over 100 million in Hollywood and Chinese entertainment circles are simply a luxury dream that is out of reach for Japanese artists.

After they were satisfied with signing autographs and taking photos, the other three girls were satisfied and ready to leave. As a result, Mingnan wanted to stay, so he sent them away.

"Xiaonan, is there anything else?"

Nakamura Masahiro raised his eyebrows and looked at the slightly annoying Nai Minami. He wondered what this girl wanted to do.

There were outsiders just now, so he couldn't be too intimate. Now that the outsiders are gone, Nakamura Masahiro becomes more casual.

"Uh, uh... uh..."

As if she had some concerns, the girl lowered her head and hesitated for a long time, unable to explain why.

"Senior Mingjing, if you have something to do, just say it directly..."

Nai Minami's shy look looked a little cute, but her hesitant behavior made people a little impatient. The little girl Mie directly urged: "As long as Onii-chan can do it, I will definitely try my best to help."

"Meihui, don't talk nonsense."

Subconsciously reaching out to stop the little girl, Nakamura Masahiro warned in a low voice: "Be honest with me and let Konan speak."

Although he didn't know what Nai Minami wanted to say, his intuitive premonition gave Nakamura Masahiro a bad feeling.

He can try his best to help, but the target of this help also depends on the person. If it is a close assistant like Oshiro Shoji, then naturally there is nothing to say.

As for the girl Mingjing Nan, she is barely acquainted with her, and somewhat familiar with her. Small things don't matter, but big things should be forgotten.

"If nothing happens, we'll leave."

Seeing that Nai Minami was still unable to give an accurate letter, Nakamura Masahiro did not want to waste time, so he greeted Mukai Yosuke and Mie and prepared to say goodbye.

"Nakamura-san, since there's nothing wrong, let's go. I want to go back and have a good sleep."

Yosuke Mukai on the side couldn't help coughing a few times, and his voice was very tired, which made people feel his discomfort.

"OK...."

Nakamura Masahiro turned to look at Yosuke Mukai and agreed wholeheartedly. Yosuke Mukai was fine before he went to Berlin, but a small cold turned him into this.

"Supervisor Nakamura, actually..."

Seeing that Masahiro Nakamura was about to leave, Nai Minami struggled for a moment, and finally got a sudden change of heart and plucked up the courage to speak.

"It's my sister who wants to contact you, but she doesn't have your contact information..."