Everyone is busy making connections and expanding resources,
The worst thing is to get familiar with the big guys in the industry.
No one would pay much attention to the two young men sitting in the corner.
Naoki Nagayama chatted endlessly for more than an hour with this future famous writer whom he had just met.
Until the people in the salon slowly started to leave.
Kuniji Morikawa finally remembered that there was another person he had brought to the venue. He glanced around and found him in the corner.
"Naoki-san, you also made a new friend!" Kuniji Morikawa walked next to the two of them and looked at the other person for a while. He looked very introverted.
"Haha, I just met a writer and had a little chat."
Haruki Murakami nodded towards Morikawa Kuniji but said nothing.
Realizing that Haruki Murakami didn't like to socialize, Naoki Nagayama didn't want to introduce him to Kunji Morikawa: "Kuniji-san, is the salon about to end?"
"Yes, it's almost time to leave. Do you want Naoki-san to go with me?"
"Of course, you sent me here, of course you have to be responsible for sending me back."
After Naoki Nagayama finished speaking to Kuniji Morikawa, he looked at Haruki Murakami: "Haruki-san, then I'll say goodbye today!"
"Well, Naoki-san, let's talk about it again when we are destined!"
The two left the salon venue and found the black bus waiting in the parking lot.
"Naoki-san, my new friend seems to be very shy~ He is also very interesting to talk to. Let's talk about it if we are destined..."
"Yeah, very interesting guy~"
Mirai is a big star in Japanese literature!
...
It was already past 5 pm when we returned to Yamasakura-in.
After saying goodbye to Kuniji Morikawa, Naoki Nagayama returned home.
Normally, Naoki Nagayama would have already started preparing for dinner at this time, but he ate quite a bit this afternoon, so he probably didn't need to eat any more dinner.
Putting on a set of casual clothes, Naoki Nagayama sank into the soft sofa in the living room.
It was getting dark, and under the warm yellow light, the dark-toned living room still looked cold.
I don’t want to watch TV, don’t want to read, don’t want to go to bed early,
What should you do to pass the time at this time?
I just met Haruki Murakami in the afternoon, and I thought about his famous song "Norwegian Wood". What does the Beatles' original song sound like?
Naoki Nagayama hurriedly searched for it in a box of records he had bought before.
Blues, blues, this one is still blues, oh, this one is citypop...
Among the classic records recommended by the shop owner, there was no rock music? No Beatles?
This deserves a bad review!
Nagayama Naoki completely forgot that he only wanted records in these two styles~
The idea of listening to music was aroused in my heart. If I can't satisfy it, it will lead to unreasonable thoughts. Then what's the use of making so much money?!
It wasn't completely dark yet, so I quickly put on my shoes and ran to the garage to drive my car out. Naoki Nagayama was going to Shimokitazawa to find trouble with the record store manager!
Tokyo is still very bustling at night at the end of the year. Chiyoda District is relatively quiet after get off work, but as soon as you enter Shibuya, the atmosphere of bright lights and greenery suddenly rises.
Both sides of the road are filled with colorful neon lights, the aroma of roadside stalls, the smell of alcohol from izakayas, the popularity of nightclubs, the smell of makeup from dance halls...all intertwined, in the fluorescent lights of the shops along the street and the street lights on both sides of the street.
Under the cover, it turns into a colorful illusion.
There is not a lot of traffic during the evening rush hour, and sometimes you have to wait for more than ten minutes at an intersection. The congestion in later generations can be seen at this time.
He rarely drives out at night. It took Naoki Nagayama almost an hour to drive from Chiyoda to Shimokitazawa in Seguda today. The long journey almost made him think he was driving back to his hometown.
If you have spent so much effort and still can't buy the original album of "Norwegian Wood", then you really have a bad idea...
I have a little more expectation for the record.
.......
There are still many people wandering around Shimokitazawa at night, and the record store I visited before is still open.
Nagayama Naoki opened the door aggressively and went in, which shocked the boss.
But the boss calmed down as soon as he spoke:
"Boss, are there any classic rock records?"
"What style of rock do you want, bro?"
“The Beatles’!”
Okay, this time it's more accurate.
Seeing that he would have another big order before getting off work, the store manager cheered up, and while looking for Beatles records for Naoki Nagayama, he introduced him to Elvis Presley, the Rolling Stones, Queen, etc.
Nagayama Naoki discovered that the store manager placed more and more records on the counter...
"Store manager Sang, wait a moment."
"What's the matter? Aren't you satisfied with these records?"
"No, actually I'm not very interested in rock music. I prefer folk songs, these..." Nagayama Naoki wanted to use this as an excuse to ask the store manager to put back some photos, but the store manager didn't expect it.
even happier,
"Folk ballads, right? It's the same interest as mine!"
Then I put on a bunch of classic folk records at a faster speed...
In the cold night, Nagayama Naoki walked out of the store with a carton of records and an empty wallet.
When I looked back at the sign, it said "Record Assassin".
As expected, this knife made people unable to prevent it.
Put the boxes filled with records and tapes in the back seat, start the sports car and drive towards Chiyoda.
Naoki Nagayama took a random tape from the box and inserted it into the car stereo.
After a while, a soothing melody sounded,
This is an American "Tennessee Waltz",
Is this a folk song? Or country? Did the store manager lie to me?
Nagayama Naoki thought for a while and couldn't tell the difference at all, but forget it, it just sounds good~
The road back was quite empty.
Most of the time, I am the only car on the quiet road. Occasionally, a few cars drive by quickly.
Just when I thought I would be able to get home so smoothly, suddenly there was the sound of a roaring motor from behind, and three obviously modified motorcycles roared past from behind.
"Bosozoku?"
Looking at several people's iconic leather jackets with inexplicable words such as "Noise is the best", "I am the only one in the world", etc.,
"I'm riding a motorcycle outside on a cold day, and my leather jacket doesn't look very thick. Aren't you cold?..."
But after driving for so long, it was really interesting to finally see one of the characteristics of Tokyo.
As the road enters the city, there are more and more traffic on the road.
Just as he was about to enter Shibuya, Naoki Nagayama actually saw these three motorcycles again.
Actually waiting for the traffic light like other cars...
When he arrived at the next traffic light intersection, he actually stopped next to them. Naoki Nagayama glanced at them and couldn't help but laugh~
The little girl sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle saw Naoki Nagayama's smile through the glass, and patted the window glass arrogantly.
"Why are you laughing! What a duck~" The ejection sound was pronounced quite decently.
When I saw the bosozoku next to me, they all looked over. It looked like there would be a conflict if I wasn't careful.
Nagayama Naoki rolled down the car window, smiled at the little sister, and then extended his thumb:
"Very handsome!"
Then when the light turned green, he started the car and continued moving forward.
Several young bosozokus were a little confused by this move. What kind of operation was this?
Isn't it provocative?
Shouldn't there be yelling, racing, and fighting next?
The simplest thing is to just ignore it, or let us scold you~
How did it become a compliment??
Speaking of which, I was a little happy to be praised for being handsome~
The little girl was fascinated by Nagayama Naoki's smile and realized that he had already left.
