Wang Xiaofang pointed to the simple picture on the entertainment page of the newspaper and introduced to her colleagues, "This one." She put her finger on a man in the photo, "This is Mr. Iwahashi."
The first time I said "Mr. Iwahashi", it was like confirming it with myself. The second time it was like saying it to people traveling with me.
The translator who came with me briefly explained the contents of the newspaper, "...Mr. Iwahashi was shopping with the rock star Ms. Joan Jett this afternoon."
The protagonist of the report is Joan Jett, and the focus of the accompanying picture is also the rock queen. As the receptionist, Shinichi Iwahashi was mentioned in few strokes in the report, only mentioning that he was the chief producer of this music festival.
people.
"He seems to be quite young. This is Mr. Iwahashi."
"The last time I came to Tokyo, I heard the guide named 'Haruko' say that Mr. Iwahashi is only twenty years old."
Xiao Nan said "twenty years old", and the bus fell silent. It was quiet for a second or two, and then it seemed to explode again, with all kinds of people expressing their thoughts around this too young age.
"You were twenty years old last time, how old are you now?"
A group of them traveled across the ocean to Tokyo to participate in the music festival, and the chief producer was a young man in his early twenties. Not only that, according to the introduction, he is now the boss of a famous record company.
The girls who had been to Tokyo when the music festival was held for the first time and had dealt with "Mr. Iwabashi" were now looking at the various expressions on other people's faces, and they felt a little proud.
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However, in just the past three years, Mr. Iwahashi has become someone who can only be seen in newspapers. The beauty named Haruko, I heard that she also graduated from college and joined Mr. Iwahashi's record company.
When Wang Xiaofang thought of this, the little pride in her heart felt a little dull. Now that she has become the owner of a record company, if she continues to brag to her friends, isn't it just like using others to brag?
She was discouraged and was not happy to listen to other people in the same group chatting about Mr. Iwahashi. At this time, she felt some movement on the seat behind her. After a while, a hand patted her gently.
Wang Xiaofang straightened up and turned her head. Wei Hua was above her, lying on the back of the seat, smiling at her, "How about we talk about Mr. Iwaqiao?"
Three years ago, Tokyo held an international music festival featuring women, and even sent people to China to invite bands. Not long after this incident, word spread to the ears of rock lovers in the capital, and also to the host.
In Weihua's ears.
At that time, Weihua was still working as a host on the international channel of a state-run TV station, but in her spare time, she loved rock music and interacted with many famous rock musicians. Through friends, she also sent records of foreign singers and bands from Hong Kong.
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Most of them are in Europe and America, and there are also quite a few in Japan.
She also knows a lot about Japanese record companies and knows several well-known music producers. She knows that GENZO has already resigned from the state-run TV station and joined the band Breathing.
Among the records a friend sent her, there was one called "THE BLU E HEARTS", which was produced by GENZO.
The music festival I received an invitation to come to Tokyo this time was organized by GENZO. Not only that, the person in charge of GENZO was also the person in charge of the music festival three years ago.
In three years, he went from being a clerk to a record company owner.
Not only that, this man also made great contributions to promoting the current band craze in Japan.
This same person invited a Chinese band to perform in Japan. Wang Xiaofang said that last time they went to Tokyo, they received a record from him as a gift before leaving.
Mr. Iwahashi would like to see Chinese musicians produce their own music...is that right?
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After eleven o'clock in the evening, Joan Jett and her team were about to return to Tokyo from Yokohama. Shinichi Iwahashi, who had come with them, took the opportunity to leave the team and arranged for his accompanying staff to escort them back.
"Next, I have other arrangements in Yokohama." Shinichi Iwahashi explained to Qiong Jet.
Joan Jett's eyes flickered on his face. Iwahashi Shinichi looked at her and silently sighed in his heart again, this person's eyes are really charming.
She smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Okay."
After receiving such a response, for some reason, I had a subtle feeling that what I was going to do next was not very serious.
He left the main force in the middle of the night and said he had other plans. It really didn't look like he was going to do anything serious.
To explain is to cover up, not to explain is to cover up and you are too lazy to cover up.
They were acting together with Joan Jett's team when they came here. Now they broke away from the team in Yokohama, and happened to get rid of the paparazzi who followed them during the day.
As soon as Shin Iwahashi was sent away, he walked into the phone booth at the corner without any trouble. When the call was answered, he said in a businesslike tone, "Excuse me, is this Nakamori-san?"
The person on the other side of the phone also said with an air of dignity, "I'm Zhongsen, may I ask what you're doing for me?"
"The airs are so elegant." Shinichi Iwahashi admired him greatly.
The speed with which she enters the scene, and the skill with which she lines her lines, she is indeed quite talented as an actress.
On the other end of the phone, he responded with a series of triumphant laughter. Nakamori Akina was unreasonable, "So, who is the person who acted like the fierce President-san in the first place?"
"Who is it?" She seemed to have found some interesting toy kitten, wagging its tail proudly.
Unfortunately, the trick of being good was of no use. Akina Nakamori just continued to find his fault, "So, why are you so cruel to your baby Akina?"
All in all, she just found every opportunity and tried every means to get Shinichi Iwahashi to call her "Akina baby". I don't know which one would be stronger between her persistence in calling her this disgusting name and Shinichi Iwahashi's determination not to call her.
In this round alone, Iwahashi Shinichi had the upper hand.
"Qiongjit-san has gone back." Iwahashi Shinichi changed the subject.
Nakamori Akina said "Oh" and said knowingly, "Shinichi, you are staying."
"Because I want to see you."
Iwahashi Shinichi raised his head and looked at the hazy street in the middle of the night through the glass of the phone booth.
After waiting all night, I finally heard a nice word. After waiting all night, I felt a little unbearable, so I deliberately talked to him like that. And because I waited all night, I felt really unbearable, so I decided to let him go first.
Akina Nakamori smiled quietly and refused to let him go: "Then why don't you come here quickly? If it's any later, your baby Akina will turn into a cold stone. Every night, she looks at Yokohama Port and counts the sea.
The green light..."
This Taopusida enters the scene very quickly. Iwahashi Shinichi is a little helpless and can't do anything about her, but in his heart, he wants to see her as soon as possible.
Before she turned into a cold stone.
But even so, Ming Ming hurriedly hung up the phone and agreed to get over it. But he still refused to call her "Akari baby". In short, he just wouldn't call her anyway.
Nakamori Akina let out a "snap", and then realized that she was a little bit funny because she was playing tricks on him again, and she was looking forward to him coming soon. Before Iwahashi Shinichi knew it, he laughed at him, so he laughed at himself first
coming.
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Although eating and drinking at public expense is good, dating at public expense is even better.
But if after the paid vacation, there is still a wool-gathering date waiting for you, it will be great and wonderful, and double the happiness.
Iwahashi Shinichi accompanied Joan Jett today, and he discussed the schedule with Akina Nakamori beforehand. The two of them ran to Yokohama separately, and their agent helped them book separate rooms at a hotel near the Mirai Port in Yokohama.
Agents are absolutely professional when it comes to how to avoid the paparazzi for a date.
Putting down the phone, Shinichi Iwahashi walked onto the road, waiting for a taxi on the street late at night, and went to the date. Since they started dating, the two of them rarely spent the night outside, and going to the date late at night had an indescribable meaning to it.
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Sitting in the taxi, thinking about Akina Nakamori, who was waiting for him and counting the green lights on the sea, Iwahashi Shinichi's heart also flew up. It seemed that he was not being taken to the hotel by a taxi, but growing wings on his own.
As if flying to her side.
Maybe it was because he was getting drunk tonight, but maybe it was because he had Akina Nakamori in his heart that he became impatient.
The elevator has arrived.
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"do what?"
As soon as he entered the room, Iwahashi Shinichi couldn't wait to hug her, lowered his head, and gently nudged her with the tip of his nose. Nakamori Akina felt itchy and gently avoided him, "What do you want to do?"
Shinichi Iwahashi said seriously, "Let's make sure that Akina-san arrived as scheduled before she turned into stone."
"..."
How could anyone say such a thing so seriously? In other words, only a guy like Iwahashi Shinichi, who clearly knows but always pretends to be nonchalant, can say such a thing seriously.
Thinking that this guy was pretending again, Akina Nakamori started to get a little angry with him and took a step back, "No, my heart has already turned into stone."
"Really?" Iwahashi Shinichi blinked.
Nakamori Akina nodded seriously, "That's right."
Shinichi Iwahashi lowered his eyelids and said slowly, "I've kept you waiting." He realized later that he had been frivolous just now. Akina Nakamori spent this evening waiting.
"Idiot." Nakamori Akina saw the way he lowered his head.
Shinichi Iwahashi responded, which made Akina Nakamori even more proud. She held the phrase "idiot" in her mouth like a piece of fruit candy, and every time she said it to him, she seemed to stick out the tip of her tongue.
Come out and show Iwahashi Shinichi.
In fact, if you look at Nakamori Akina's face, you will see that her cheeks are pink and the faint sweet smell floating in her mouth is actually the smell of alcohol.
She stretched out her hand and pulled Shinichi Iwahashi inside, until she walked to the window where she could see the night view of Yokohama Port. "It took me a little long to wait. But, I know that the wait will not be in vain."
"...That's why my heart won't turn into stone." She said confidently, as if the person who made her angry just now was another person.
However, in the end, it is Akina Nakamori who works alone and takes responsibility for herself. After being gently hugged by Shinichi Iwahashi, she continued to mutter, "But, because I have been waiting for a long time, I still want to tease you."
"Like just now?" Shinichi Iwahashi smiled.
Akina Nakamori muttered to him, "You're still laughing," and she laughed herself, "If you had said something nice earlier, I would have been more merciful."
"That's very merciful." Iwahashi Shinichi tightened his arms and paused, "It seems like I haven't hugged you for a long time."
I was sending photos from the paparazzi to Yanyin, and I was busy negotiating with Yanyin, and I had to take the overall situation into consideration. Both of them had very busy work schedules. It was easy to have a meal, but difficult to spend a night.
Whether it is an ordinary hug or another kind of hug, there is no opportunity and no time.
"Want to hug me?" Akina Nakamori asked him.
Iwahashi Shinichi was like a good student who listened carefully to the class. When called on and asked a question, he nodded honestly and replied: "I think so."
Akina Nakamori chuckled and raised her face to touch him. Shinichi Iwahashi leaned over, kissed her cheek gently, and touched her lips with his lips.
"The first time I met you, Shinichi, was at Joan Jetson's concert." Nakamori Akina whispered.
Iwahashi Shinichi said "Yeah", suppressing his eagerness, and responded to her words, "I'm surprised, the audience next to me turned out to be Nakamori Akina-san."
"But, I didn't feel your surprise. I acted as if nothing had happened." The more she felt itchy in her heart, the more unreasonable her words became.
Iwahashi Shinichi was a little innocent, "I was actually shocked and thought, 'It's that Nakamori Akina-san!'"
"Don't come." Nakamori Akina was half disgusted and half amused. The more she said she didn't forgive him, the softer her heart became. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile.
The corners of her mouth turned up, and Iwahashi Shinichi kissed the corners of her upturned mouth. The more he kissed, the higher the upward arc, and even Iwahashi Shinichi was infected and started to laugh.
We first met Joan Jett at her concert. Tonight, after Shinichi Iwahashi entertained Joan Jett, he came over to see her again.
Nakamori Akina likes Joan Jett and appreciates Joan Jett's stage performance ability, but when she thinks that she, or she and Shinichi Iwahashi, met because of Joan Jett, she feels that the rock star she admires has no interest in her.
It has a different meaning.
And tonight, Shinichi Iwahashi came to see Joan Jett again after entertaining her. This incident made her think in her heart while she was waiting. Even though she found the waiting difficult, she also found it interesting.
"The music festival is the day after tomorrow." Akina Nakamori remembers it clearly.
Iwahashi Shinichi answered her, "The invitation ticket has been sent to the office... I will be waiting for you at any time for two days, any day, Akina-san."
Nakamori Akina made him laugh again at his exaggerated words. While accepting his kiss, she asked him: "Shinichi, will you go?"
That night, when Ben and his assistant were present, Akina Nakamori said that she wanted to go to the show with Shinichi Iwahashi. Saying that was not a spur-of-the-moment act of coquettishness.
