Tokyo bubble life

This morning, the final period was finally drawn, and the entire "Love Letter" has been completed.

Looking at the pile of manuscript paper on the table, Naoki Naoyama felt as if he had been in another world, and he seemed to have shaken off a huge burden mentally.

After choosing to go to the bathroom to take a shower, I felt refreshed.

"It's finally finished!"

Looking at Euntaro lying on the floor of the piano room, Naoki Naoyama smiled and said, "Etaro also feels relieved."

Because I can't relax physically and mentally, I haven't even taken Yingtaro out for a walk or morning run recently, let alone play with him.

"Yutaro, wait a little longer, I'll take you out for a drive later!"

After saying this, Naoki Yongshan saw the manuscript paper on the table again, and felt a little tired.

I didn’t feel it when I had a mouse and keyboard before, but now I have written a manuscript of nearly 200,000 words by hand, and my hand trembles and cramps many times, and now my right hand twitches subconsciously when I see the manuscript paper.

"Forget it, give it to the publisher as soon as possible, out of sight, out of mind."

Naoki Naoyama separated the script of the movie, and planned to make a copy of the original manuscript of the novel, and then give it to the editor of the elementary school Kuniji Morikawa for review.

Publishing is sure to be published, it just depends on the price.

Find Kuniji Morikawa's number from the phone book and call him.

"Moses, this is Kuniji Morikawa from Shogakukan." The tone is very flat, and the work phone is naturally very official.

"Bunji-san, I'm Naoki Nagayama."

"Ah, it's Naoki-san. It's been a long time since I've contacted you. Have you finished your recent film work?" Kuniji Morikawa's voice suddenly became enthusiastic when he heard that he signed the author.

"Hi, the last movie is basically over, and I'm currently preparing for the next movie."

Naoki Yongshan also shared his work progress, but this was not the purpose of his call. After a few pleasantries, the two got to the point:

"Bang Zhi-sang, I called you today because I have finished writing a new novel, and I want to inquire whether it meets the publishing standards."

"Nani, have you finished another novel yet?"

Authors in this era are not as prolific as cows like the new media editors of later generations. They value writing and strive for excellence, so that most authors can produce one real work a year, which is considered very prolific.

Of course, there are also reasons why the cost of publishing paper books is too high, and the editors of the publishing house will be very strict.

"Hi, I had a little inspiration some time ago, so I wrote it down."

"So that's how it is." Kuniji Morikawa didn't ask much about such explosive inspiration. The author, many of them rely on inspiration to create.

"Then Naoki-san, bring the novel here today. I'll be here all day."

"Hey, please trouble Bunji-san then."

"Hahaha, wherever, this should be done."

After making a verbal appointment, Naoki Naoyama took Taro out and went to a store to copy the manuscript while eating.

I haven't paid attention to it for a while, the sunshine in May in Tokyo has become warm, just like the warm summer is waving with you, it is already the season to wear short sleeves, even frail girls can only wear one Thin long shirt too.

The dark green leaves on the street have faded from their immature color, facing the increasingly intense sunlight like adults, leaving patches of small shadows, forming a cool path on the sidewalk, let Naoyama Naoki pull Taro walks among them.

Occasionally, I saw one or two wisterias, climbing on the shelf next to the gazebo, carrying a bunch of purple flower clusters, hanging high and low on the branches, and the faint fragrance of wisteria lingered on the tip of the nose, attracting passers-by to stop and watch .

Naoki Naoyama, who copied the manuscript, stayed in the gazebo for a long time before returning home reluctantly with Hintaro.

However, he made up his mind that after the filming of "The Tale of the Dog Hachiko" is finished, he must go on vacation and enjoy the summer scenery.

But with so many things on my shoulders at the moment, I can only take advantage of the gap to go to a park in Tokyo to have fun first.

The Shogakukan is very close to Yamazakura-in, but Naoki Nagayama didn't go directly there this time. Instead, he drove his own convertible and took Eitaro with him.

Walking into the square building, there is still Reiki Nozawa at the front desk, holding a book in her hands. One of the advantages of working in a publishing house like Shogakukan is that reading novels will never be regarded as It's not doing business properly.

"Ms. Naoki, you're here!" As the door opened, Nozawa Reiki naturally saw Naoki Naoyama and Etaro beside him.

"Ling Xisang, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Hi, thanks to you everything is fine." The usual chatter began, "Is Mr. Naoki coming to the elementary school today for something?"

"Hi, I have an appointment with Mr. Kuniji Morikawa to bring him a new novel."

Naoki Yongshan calmly talked about the purpose of coming here, but Lingxi Nozawa was very surprised: "Ms. Naoki has another new work? That is really amazing, and it will definitely be another best-selling novel."

"Hahaha, I borrowed Ling Xisang's good words."

Naoki Nagayama followed Reiki Nozawa to the conference room he had been to many times, and waited for Kuniji Morikawa to arrive.

Nozawa Reiki called Nishihara Mitsuko, who was sorting out assets, to help call Morikawa Kuniji, and she was going to prepare tea herself.

"Ms. Naoki has a new work? That's really amazing." Mitsuko Nishihara remembered the appearance of Naoki Yongshan, and said a little coyly: "Lingxi-san, let me prepare some tea~"

Nozawa Lingxi rolled her eyes: "You guy, when you meet a handsome guy, you rush to see it."

"Hahaha, who is to say that a handsome guy is a scarce resource?"

Naoki Nagayama waited in the conference room for a while, and Taro sat beside him and rested with his tongue sticking out very cooperatively. The walk before had exhausted a lot of energy.

"Teacher Naoki, please have some tea." The door of the conference room opened, Mitsuko Nishihara came in with a pot of tea on a tray, and poured a cup of tea for Naoki Naoyama, "Editor Morikawa will be here soon."

Although I felt that the little girl's eyes were a bit wrong, Naoki Yongshan still politely said thank you,

Eh? Why did she stand up next to her? Shouldn't we just go out now?

After a minute of embarrassment, Kuniji Morikawa opened the door and came in. After Mitsuko Nishihara poured him tea, he went out.

Seeing Naoki Nagayama, Kuniji Morikawa was very pleasantly surprised: "Naoki-san, although I called just now, I didn't expect you to come so soon!"

"Haha, I live close, so I'll come early if I have nothing to do."

When Kuniji Morikawa saw the manuscript on the table, he was curious: "Naoki-san, is this a new novel? Or children's literature?"

"No, Bangji-san, this time I'm writing a youth novel."

"Youth novels? Why did Naoki-san suddenly choose such a field?"

"It's nothing, I just saw something and suddenly got inspiration."

Kuniji Morikawa took the manuscript and saw the title "Love Letter" on the cover, and his heart tightened. It really was youthful love.

Kuniji Morikawa is a little worried about the author's sudden change in style, not to mention the fierce competition in youth romance novels. Of course, this is also one of the fields where phenomenal novels are most likely to appear.

But out of trust in Naoki Nagayama, Kuniji Morikawa started to watch it, but was shocked immediately.

Eh? The first chapter is about the hero has passed away? How can we talk about love like this?

I continued to read it with mixed feelings,

The content of a chapter is naturally not much, but if you read it carefully, it will take about a few minutes,

"How are you? I'm fine."

When he saw this sentence in Hiroko's letter, Kuniji Morikawa suddenly felt that the blandness and even a little relaxed atmosphere before the first chapter suddenly became sad.

The longing for the deceased lover is like a thin thread wrapped around the heart, with every beat of the heart, you can feel the gentle touch.

"Is this letter a love letter?"

Kuniji Morikawa raised his head and looked at Naoki Nagayama, with a little emotion and a little sadness.

Naoki Yongshan did not answer directly, but said to him:

"Bongji-san, please continue reading."

"Naoki-san, this novel must be read carefully."

Unlike "Summer Garden", Kuniji Morikawa knew from the thickness of the manuscript that "Love Letter" is much larger, and it is impossible to read it in one or two hours.

Not to mention that just after reading the first chapter, Kuniji Morikawa was already attracted.

"But if you want to take a good look at this novel, you may have to wait for a long time. If Naoki-san is left here alone, this is not the way to treat guests."

"Ah, that's right." Naoki Yongshan smiled, "Bunji-san, anyway, the manuscript has been handed over to you, and I actually have nothing to do here, so let's take my leave for now."

"How can this work? I still want to have a good chat with Naoki-san." Maybe there will be a treat, just like when Naoki Yongshan came a few times ago.

"Hahaha, there's no need for Bangji-san, I'm already so familiar." Naoki Naoyama said, "I happen to have something else to do, besides, you must really want to continue watching now."

Kuniji Morikawa was hit by this sentence. He really wanted to continue reading now, and wanted to know what happened to the letter in the end. How did Hiroko, whose lover died in the first chapter, send this letter?

Could it be sent to Huangquan?

"Haha, I was seen through by Naoki-san." Kuniji Morikawa did not argue, "I really want to watch it."

"If that's the case, let's get together after Bangzhi-sang finishes watching."

"Hey, I was really rude this time." Kuniji Morikawa apologized with a bow,

"Where, where~"

Naoki Naoyama, who left the elementary school, brought Euntaro straight to the studio, wanting to know about the progress of the film preparations for the past two days,

"Xiu Yi-san, isn't Otomo-san here?"

Naoki Yongshan was a little curious when he saw that there was only Shuichi Ido in the office, and three "Hachikos" were added.

"That guy Otomo went to contact an actor, and I'm taking care of the three protagonists."

Since several "Hachikos" came to the studio, he and Fangcun Dayu took turns to take the two little ones home to take care of them, and the biggest one built a nest directly in the studio, and the whole film crew worked together to take care of them. take care of.

Yi Tangxiu immersed himself in stroking the dog, three times the joy, who can resist?

Maybe it's Euntaro again, the small office seems to have turned into a pet store.

"Contact the actors? Is there any other role that has not been decided?" Isn't it true that apart from Hachiko's master, the professor and the professor's wife are played by external actors, are the other roles internalized?

"It's the professor's daughter." Yi Tangxiu let go of the dogs, "The three members of the wildcat group are all a bit old."

"Then Ito Junko can do it too?"

"Junko-san is busy with the promotion of the second single, and may not have time for the time being."

Oh, I signed the members of the Blast band to my studio a few days ago, and the recording of the current record has been completed, and it is time to release the song.

Naoki Yongshan has been immersed in writing a book for the past two days, and almost forgot about this matter.

"So that's the case, so who are you looking for?"

"It's an idol-turned actor named Nana Okada."

Itang Xiu thought for a while, "It's the baby-faced idol who was popular a few years ago, but because of the imprisonment incident, his popularity plummeted, and he transformed from an idol to an actor."

Naoki Naoyama is very confused. He basically has no impression of idol artists from 80 years ago. The original body is indeed a die-hard fan of Momoe Yamaguchi, and he doesn't even look at other idols.

Fortunately, Yitang Xiuyi took out the information: "This is the one."

Naoki Yongshan flipped through the information, and the baby face in the photo is indeed very immature, and the eyes are very clear, even if he is in his 20s, he can't tell it at all.

"This is the one"

"Hey, Mr. Zheng Xiao used to like her very much."

"Eh? Is Masataka-kun's idol coming?" Yongshan Naoki smiled, "Then Masataka-kun is so happy!"

"It's a pity that since the imprisonment incident, Zheng Xiaojun has not continued to like him."

"Uh, why?" What do you think, Nana Okada was a victim of that incident,

"This kind of thing is hard to say." Shuichi Ido is also a little strange, but the attitude of fans towards idols is a very delicate matter.

"Some people say that they directed and acted on their own, some say that something else must have happened, and some people simply think that the aura of an idol no longer exists. In short, after the incident, Okada Nana's popularity has dropped seriously, and there is no way to continue her idol career. .”

"Well, anyway, we don't care about it, if it's suitable, we can use her."

Naoki Yongshan still has a little sympathy for such an idol, and is willing to give it a chance.

Even from a utilitarian point of view, Okada Nana, who has just fallen from a first-class idol, still has a very high degree of attention among fans, which is a good gimmick for the movie.

"Xiuichi-san, if there is nothing else, I will go back first. Let me know when the filming officially starts~"

Seeing that there was nothing to solve by himself, Naoki Yongshan decided to go back and relax.

"Hey, the opening ceremony is just a week away. Remember to come, Naoki-san~" Shuichi Ido already knew Naoki Nagayama's personality very well, so he didn't say anything more after a word of advice.

Indeed, there is nothing wrong with Naoki-san staying here, it will only add to the chaos.

I randomly found a ramen restaurant outside, and packed a ramen. Sure enough, a bowl of hot ramen is the best when you are hungry.

Back at Yamazakura, there is only one person and one dog, and I can finally watch TV while eating in the living room.

All kinds of variety shows are very rich even in the afternoon. Naoki Yongshan looked at the picture on the screen while looking at the ramen, and suddenly froze.

In a variety show, a figure with an extended version of the son's head suddenly appeared, with a baby fat round face and a dazzling smile.

Huh? Isn't that Mingcai?