The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

The evening in Tokyo is as golden as tamagoyaki, spreading from the horizon to the street corners, from the clouds to the ditches, the whole city is surrounded by this color, so the noise of the busy traffic turns into the crispiness of frying in the pan,

The various smells permeating the air have become the aroma when placed on the dining table, and even the fallen petals along the landscape road have become decorations in the corners of the cups and saucers.

The setting sun burned on the turf in the courtyard. Baiyunshan watched Nana Hashimoto leave and couldn't help but shake his head.

There are many things in this world that can be expected. Such things usually follow their inherent laws or are judged from what has happened before them, so they can be expected. In contrast, there are also many things

It is unexpected. This type often represents elusiveness and no fixed rules, so it is unpredictable.

The human heart is the latter.

A woman's heart, especially the latter of the latter.

Hashimoto Nana is not yet twenty years old, and is a few months away from adulthood, so she may not be considered a woman, but a girl, but just that, it is already elusive enough.

For example, what Baiyunshan proposed just now, he thought she would agree to it, but she didn't.

Maybe it's because of pride, maybe because it feels too abrupt, or maybe it's just a simple talk of envy, and then that's it. After all, who hasn't been envious? But what should you do after envy? This kind of feeling will eventually end.

It's just a momentary feeling, and then it fades in an instant.

In layman's terms, it means...having a mouthful.

For example, if I casually say what I want, but you say no problem in the next second, it’s all up to you, then no matter who you are, you will subconsciously resist. It’s not that you don’t want to, it’s just that there is a layer between thinking and doing.

Dashan, if you say it, you just want to vent your inner emotions. If you really do it, you will feel uneasy.

So, even if it's a girl - there is still a difference.

Baiyunshan thought to himself, it would be different if I added small characters, little girl, it would be much easier to understand.

For example, Huahua, Xiao Feiniao, Xiao Nan, and other names.

However, it seems that this is not all the case. Among the little girls, there is also a being like Kawago Haruna who even Baiyun Mountain cannot see through. Speaking of it, even now, he still doubts whether the other girl is Tianshan's child grandmother...

...

The burning turf gradually extinguished, and the remaining sparks shimmered and took off in the wind, flying up to ninety thousand miles.

Dusk falls.

One Nana left, but another Nana came.

Baiyunshan, who was about to leave, was a little surprised, but he still let her sit down and rest for a while. Instead of making coffee, he changed the pot of tea and poured two cups of water and asked: "Didn't I tell you that I have a holiday today? What's wrong with you?

You didn't go to rest, why did you come all the way here?"

The girl's face looked a little tired. It was obvious that the whole day's trip was still quite tiring. She barely showed her big white teeth and said softly: "I have other things to do with Baiyun Sang."

"What's up?"

"Something about the bean-like mulberry."

Bai Yunshan is well aware of this thing. He is also a manager after all. Before uploading the members' blogs, he has to read them through to make sure there is nothing unspeakable in them before nodding, and he will often raise them.

A little opinion, so I am no stranger to beans.

After all, this thing often appears in girls' blogs, and he has a general understanding of what it is, and has heard a little bit about its settings. Of course, knowing it is one thing, and whether he likes it or not is another matter.

At least for him, sometimes he still couldn't figure out what was going on in the minds of these girls, especially girls who looked delicate and introverted, and who spoke softly except when talking about JoJo or other things, why could they imagine in their minds

Such a character who is called a god is really a big unsolved mystery to this day.

Nishino Nanase narrated that it was the peripheral products she saw during a promotional event that suddenly inspired her. She wanted to know if there would be a chance to make bean-like peripheral products in the future, so she came over to discuss it with Baiyunshan. After all,

These things definitely need to be discussed with the agent, and the girl is very ignorant of business knowledge.

Baiyunshan pondered slightly, tapping his fingers on the low table with a crisp sound: "The opportunity... is definitely there. It is definitely feasible to use the image you designed as a bean-like mulberry as a peripheral product, especially

For fans, this kind of image designed by the idol they recommend is very attractive, so there is a great chance that it will be produced as peripheral goods in the future."

"Really?" The girl's face showed surprise.

"But the premise of these is that you have to do well yourself. The main job of an idol will always be an idol. Unless your talents can reach the top level in the industry, otherwise all side jobs including other ancillaries will rely on the idol itself.

, only when one's own popularity reaches the required level, will those things have value, and the same is true for Douban Mulang."

Baiyun Mountain was replenished accordingly.

The words may be harsh and true, but the meaning is obviously very clear.

In this world, there are always more icings on the cake than help in times of need. The main purpose of a product is to make money. Without the possibility of making money, there will naturally be no chance to launch it. The most direct source of money for peripheral products is popularity, and popularity

, of course, is not the popularity of the peripheral products themselves, but the popularity of the things surrounding them. In this case, it is the members themselves.

There was no disappointment on Nishino Nanase's face. He just nodded slightly, then hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something.

However, at this moment, the wooden fence outside the courtyard creaked softly, and then the door was opened. There was a burst of brisk footsteps at the entrance, and suddenly they came in front of the two people.

Hashimoto Nanami, who turned back, held a paper bag in her hand, tilted her head slightly and looked at the two people in front of her.

The three of them didn't speak for a while.

Baiyunshan only felt that this picture seemed a bit familiar, as if he had seen it once last month. Nana Hashimoto was a little strange, why did Nana come here at this time? Nishino Nanase looked at the paper bag with a look of confusion.

A thoughtful expression.

Baiyunshan finally spoke, smelled the smell emanating from the gap in the opening of the paper bag, raised half of his eyebrows and said, "Sweet potatoes again?"

Nana Hashimoto was startled for a moment, then shook her head with a relaxed smile, opened the paper bag and said: "It's not sweet potatoes, it's dried sweet potatoes."

Nishino Nanase suddenly realized.

"Asuka likes to eat this very much recently, and I don't know why. I bought it for her a few times, and I thought it tasted good. I saw it when I went out just now, so I bought some back."

As the girl explained, she distributed the dried sweet potatoes to several people present.

Nishino Nanase carefully took a piece of dried sweet potato and gnawed it like a hamster. He was thinking why he felt a familiar smell. It turned out to be dried sweet potato. Asuka has been eating it recently, and the smell was familiar.

Yes, I heard that I got angry after eating it, but I don’t know if it’s true.

At this time, the night stars were beginning to hang, and the weather was slightly cool. I was a little tired after the day's trip, but after blowing in the cool breeze and eating a few slices of sweet dried sweet potatoes, my spirits were not much lifted, but I felt relaxed.

Even with one more person, the atmosphere was still dull, and they even talked very little. The three of them only occasionally talked a few words, expressing their opinions on the dried sweet potatoes in their mouths, and whether they should add salt or other combinations.

Or there are discussions about whether sweet potatoes are better, dried sweet potatoes, or Huahua’s induction cooker fried eggs.

There is no thrilling plot, no ups and downs.

After all, this is just an ordinary day in April.

On an ordinary evening, three ordinary people were eating ordinary dried sweet potatoes and chatting about ordinary and boring topics.

Occasionally, I take a sip of tea to moisten my throat, and then share some simple daily routines, relaxed and comfortable, no different from countless evenings in the past.

There have been many such days in the past, and there may be many more in the future. There is nothing worth remembering, because these are just countless ordinary daily routines in life.

But when we think back on our lives, we find that the things we miss the most and impress the most are often the daily routines that we felt were boring and dull at the time.

Time passes in such a simple time.

The end of April has arrived in the blink of an eye.