Tokyo bubble life

People with a cold can't eat too spicy hot pot, but spicy lovers are not among them,

This time I came to the Sichuan hot pot that I had eaten before. Akina Nakamori, who had no appetite for several days, came to the hot pot restaurant for a long time and had the idea of ​​wanting to eat spicy food.

"Mingcai sauce, is this okay?" Yongshan Naoki was a little worried, because Mingcai ordered red oil spicy pot, "It seems that it is not suitable for eating too spicy if you have a cold."

Originally, I wanted to eat a hot mushroom soup pot or something.

"Stupid tape!" Mingcai's nasal voice sounded a bit childish, but her face was very serious, and she swore, "You need to sweat when you have a cold, and you need to sweat to get better quickly! Eating something spicy is sure for your recovery." It's helpful!"

Looking at the eager "patient" in his eyes, Naoki Yongshan finally agreed, and didn't say anything while looking at the spicy dish of Ming Cai.

"Naoki-san, the new movie you mentioned last time, has it been filmed yet?" While waiting for the food, Akina asked curiously about Naoki Yongshan's new movie.

"Ah, that, it was filmed a few days ago, and now it's in the process of editing and preparing the soundtrack."

"Is it this fast to make movies?"

Mingcai used chopsticks to light the condiment plate, and occasionally dipped a little bit to taste, it was full of chili oil.

Naoki Nagayama chose to ignore this behavior:

"Not really, maybe the movies I make are all low-cost? So it's much faster to shoot."

"Speaking of which, I haven't read Naoki-san's "The Story of Hachiko"~" The little girl became a little disappointed, "I feel like I'm working all the time."

As one of the few Miao Miao in the office, and she has the potential to grow into a cash cow, the office's arrangements for her are almost accurate to the hour. Except for the necessary rest time, the rest of the time is either on the show or on the road.

"This is a necessary experience for newcomers. All the attention and resources are on the already famous characters. If the newcomers don't expose a lot, how can they be seen by everyone~"

Naoki Yongshan sighed with emotion about the rules of the entertainment world, and then stood on Mingcai's side: "However, no matter how you say it, you should leave room for people to relax! Humans are not machines!"

Hearing this sentence, Akina suddenly laughed, made stiff movements, and changed her voice: "Commander, the robot Akina is reporting to you! Hahaha~"

Looking at the funny guy, Naoki Yongshan also followed: "Well, take a break, the commander ordered that the Mingcai release the work mode, enter the repair mode, and disband!"

"Hahaha~" Neither of them froze, but at this moment the waiter brought up the ordered hot pot ingredients, which made both of them calm down a bit.

"Ah, tripe."

After eating it last time, Mingcai has a special liking for this kind of crispy and tender ingredients. She skillfully put it in the hot pot for a while, then dipped it in a spicy dish and ate it.

He was still chewing tripe, but Mingcai had already said vaguely: "Oh, I'm alive~"

It seems that the dormant appetite has been awakened!

Seeing this, Naoki Yongshan also began to put beef, mutton and vegetables into the pot. How could the snacks for the dinner fill his stomach? He was also very hungry.

The freshly blanched fat beef exudes a thin heat, with the red oil of the spicy pot, dipped in the special sauce dish made by the hot pot restaurant, and then stuffed it into the mouth, the meat is tender and delicate, the aroma of fat and the aroma of red oil The spicy taste is mixed together, and the thick and salty aroma brought by the special sauce dish is like a feast for the taste in the mouth, which makes people who like meat have enough addiction.

However, when eating meat, it is natural to add some lettuce, potatoes or something to neutralize it.

Naoki Yongshan fished out the cooked beef tenderloin with a colander, and handed it to Mincai:

"Mingcai sauce, this one is ready." When Mingcai said Arigado took it, "By the way, did you just say that you haven't watched "The Tale of Hachiko?"

"Hey, I haven't been free~"

"Then why don't you take a look later?" Yongshan Naoki looked at the clock in the store, "It's less than seven o'clock in the evening, and it should be less than nine o'clock after watching it. There is still plenty of time."

Akina Nakamori only thought for 5 seconds before nodding in agreement: "Okay, I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow anyway, it doesn't matter if I go back later!"

As he said that, he laughed embarrassedly, it seems that asking for leave is not very proficient~

The hot hot pot with butter and spicy pot made Mingcai, who can eat spicy food, unbearable. As expected, there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and his red cheeks were much better than before. A lot of spirit.

On the way to the cinema, Mingcai drank milk in the car, her mouth was a little swollen.

"Haha, with such a mouth, Mingcai will definitely not be able to shoot exterior scenes~"

Naoki Yongshan looked at the person in the passenger seat with a smile, huddled in a ball and obediently drinking milk, feeling much smaller than usual.

Gained a pair of blank eyes:

"Naoki-san, there is a technique called makeup, okay~ Even if your condition is very bad, the makeup artist will make you look absolutely OK."

"I remember Mingcai Jiang is mostly without makeup?"

"No, you have to wear makeup when you are on the show, but in normal times." Xiao Mingcai was a little embarrassed at this point, "Maybe I was a little lazy, I just put on some protective cream."

Hearing this, Naoki Naoyama turned his head and took a closer look at Akina's appearance. Sure enough, he didn't wear much makeup. Even if he did, he would sweat so much after eating hot pot~

However, Akina blushed when she saw it, "Naoki-san! It's really rude to stare at a girl's face without makeup!"

"Hahaha, what's the matter, doesn't Mingcai look good without makeup~"

After saying this, Naoki Naoyama felt something was wrong, and Akina next to him also became quiet.

He quickly changed the subject: "Ah, it means that Cai Jiang has entered "BEST TEN" again today. This is the second time, right?"

"Yeah" replied in a very soft voice, so you won't be angry.

Naoki Naoyama then chatted awkwardly: "It seems that Akina-chan is getting closer and closer to her dream. How does it feel to be an idol?"

"This feeling is like a dream."

Why is this answer again, it seems that Akina often said this when she was interviewed.

"Eming Caijiang, I found a problem with you!"

"Huh? Nani?" The question finally attracted attention.

"When I'm interviewed, I always say it's like I'm dreaming~"

"Boom? Do I always say that?"

"Well, I've heard it three times~"

"It's probably said unconsciously, it's the real thought in my heart."

"I feel the same, but even if it's true, it's okay to answer the same thing once or twice, but if it's three or four times, it might make people think it's a cliché~"

"Hey, so what should I do?"

Just like this, I started to chat about messy things along the way,

After arriving at the cinema, because "The Tale of Hachiko" is still a very popular movie, there is still a film schedule, but this is the last one.

Naoki Yongshan came back with two movie tickets, "I'm lucky, the last show."

"It's amazing, it's been in theaters for more than three months, right?"

"Yeah, this movie has a lot of vitality, and many people like to watch it a second time and a third time."

"Huh? Why?"

"Maybe I was moved by the sincere relationship between Hachiko and the master." Naoki Naoyama led Nakamori Akina into the screening room, "In short, it is a very moving movie."

Akina Nakamori was also full of expectations after hearing it. He had heard the name of this movie many times, and the people who said it were very moved.

With the beginning of the movie, the lovely Hachiko appears and grows up with his master. It is really beautiful

(after an hour)

Akina who walked out of the screening room was still sobbing, and Naoki Naoyama next to him looked helpless,

Who knew that this little girl was so emotional, although it was very touching, most people wouldn't cry so hard.

"Is the Mingcai sauce better?" After getting into the car, Naoki Yongshan handed the tissue to Mingcai.

"Naoki-san, why are you so cruel!" the little girl complained, staring at a pair of wet eyes, "Obviously Hachiko is so cute, why did he end up like that!"

"Er" This is adapted from a real story, but at this time, it is better not to continue to stimulate the little girl, "Private Masai~"

Hearing this apology, Nakamori Akina fell silent for a while, because as a screenwriter and director, such a story is indeed very qualified, and it is very unreasonable for her to ask like this.

But the story is really heartbreaking! No matter, it's all Naoki-san's fault!

A little self-blame and unconvinced, and a little strange embarrassment, intertwined with the sadness of watching the movie just now, made Akina Nakamori not know what to say for a while, so she had to stay silent in the co-pilot.

Seeing Mingcai like this, Naoki Naoyama thought she was still a little angry, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere:

"Ming Caijiang, the soundtrack of the new movie is already ready, it happens to be in the car, do you want to listen to it?"

The sound mix of "Silent Love" was ready, and the demo tape happened to be in the car. Seeing that the little girl had no objection, Naoki Naoyama put the tape into the car stereo, and after a while, the quiet music played.

On the road at night, the sparse vehicles have long lost the noise of the rush hour and are quietly heading home.

The sports car with the hood closed is now like a sealed studio with only two people, echoing with the sound of quiet and distant music.

Naoki Yongshan stared at the road, the flashing street lights on both sides seemed to form a strip of light, the bright windows of the buildings in front of him and the colorful signboards of the shops slowly blurred into a little circle of light, making people feel like the car was driving in the middle of the road. On a psychedelic path of light.

After listening to the song, Akina next to him naturally changed the direction of the tape, and the ethereal melody and ethereal vocals sounded again, making people intoxicated.

The empty road allows the sports car to fully display its performance. In less than 20 minutes, the apartment building of Akina Nakamori in Nakano can be seen from a distance.

Just at this time, the tape played to the end again,

"Mingcai Jiang, it's almost here~"

"Ah, so fast?" Akina wanted to continue flipping the tape, but when she heard this, she withdrew her hand, "It's really a very beautiful song, the vocals and the music match really well~"

"Haha, Mingcai-chan, I asked you if you want to do the dubbing."

"Eh?" Mingcai turned her head, "Did you say you wanted to sound like a ghost?"

"That's right, Mingcai Jiang's death-defying ghost sound scared me~ hahaha"

"Hey, did you miss out on such a good song just because you were pretending to be a female ghost?" The little girl was even more unwilling, "Obviously Naoki-san found me!"

"Actually, Ming Caijiang's voice is not suitable, and this is the main reason." Naoki Yongshan quickly explained, "But it has nothing to do with female ghosts or anything."

"Um..." Akina turned into a very sorry, disappointed, and unwilling expression, and sighed.

Putting on a show, it's a fight with kids who don't want to go to kindergarten.

"Okay, okay, how about I give the audition tape to Akina-chan? That's not a miss~"

Naoki Yongshan used this to seduce, "This is the only one, and there will be no albums in the future~"

The little girl was obviously moved, but she still maintained a decadent look: "This is so embarrassing, let's forget it~"

"Take it!" She stuffed the tape into her hand, although she still had a bad mouth, but there was an obvious smile on her face.

Seeing that the apartment building was approaching, "Ming Caijiang, it's almost here."

"Well, yes~"

Although I don't want to part with Naoki-san, calling Naoki-san upstairs at this time will test Nakamori Akina's shame too much.

Suddenly, Naoki Yongshan parked the car next to the convenience store a few hundred meters from the apartment, and said to Akina:

"Ming Caijiang, get out of the car and wait for me a moment\

,""Eh?"

Said Naoki Naoyama opened the car door and quickly ran into the convenience store,

After a while, he came out with two ice creams in his hand, and handed Mingcai one,

"I remember that when I had a cold when I was young, I wanted to eat ice cream, so I wanted to catch a cold when I was a child, and then my mother bought me ice cream."

"Hahaha, speaking of which, I am too." Mingcai laughed.

"So if you don't eat ice cream, you'll have a cold for nothing~"

The two walked slowly towards the apartment while eating ice cream.

dial back a little time,

After sending his idol home, Akina Nakamori's manager, Koshi Okawa, hurried to Kenyin's office and started calling to coordinate tomorrow's schedule.

Because of his hard work all the time, Koji Okawa did not suspect that his idol's condition would worsen, and he was really not in a hurry for tomorrow's event, so after communicating with the coordinator, he adjusted to the later stage smoothly.

After several phone calls in a row and many apologies for "Red bean paste private race!", it was almost 8 o'clock,

Okawa Koji did not forget to care about Akina Nakamori's condition,

He dialed Mingcai's apartment, but no one answered until the automatic answering "Please leave a message after the beep" rang.

Okawa Koji thought that Akina had gone to bed early because of her illness, so she left a message:

"It seems that Ming Cai has already rested. Call me to let me know. Tomorrow's schedule has been cancelled. You can rest at home for the whole day. If Ming Cai needs anything tomorrow, you can call me at any time, and I will be on call at any time .Finally, take good care of your body~"

There's no one in the empty apartment,

At this time, the "seriously ill" Akina Nakamori was watching in a movie theater with tears streaming down her face.