190. What should I do if Freddy, Sadako, and Kaye all come to me?
...
As soon as he came back, Shuichi-san was chasing him for scripts. Nagayama Naoki felt that as the president, he had become a professional screenwriter. If he stayed here any longer, he might even be chased by Yoshimura Otomo for songs after he came back to his senses.
"Xiu Yisang, there are still a lot of things to sort out in the car, so I will go back first~" Naoki Nagayama said goodbye directly,
"Ah, are you going back now? Naoki-san... I still need to think more about the script..." Shuichi Itou continued to push for the script.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Nagayama Naoki said insincerely, and walked out of the studio quickly,
"When I have inspiration, I will write it down immediately~"
When I got to the car, I breathed a sigh of relief. I felt like I was being pushed by the editor...
When I drove back to Sanzakura-yuan, a hint of red clouds rose in the sky. Only the green leaves of the cherry blossoms in the yard were left, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to have drawn a layer of gold.
Sure enough, if you sleep until noon, the whole day will go by very quickly.
All the items in the car were moved to the living room, and the sofa was actually piled up. Naoki Nagayama was a little surprised. Without realizing it, he actually bought so many things. Some souvenirs were even forgotten as to why he bought them.
Of course, gifts for family members must be selected first. The silk scarves and bags for mother and Tsuruko, the fishing tools for eldest brother, and the handicrafts for father are all put aside and ready to go home.
and bring it there,
By the way, it’s been almost a month since I left Taro at home. I haven’t seen him for a long time~
After all these gifts are sorted out, all that's left are souvenirs, ranging from books, artwork to decorations, there are some that you want to display in the room.
There are also some souvenirs, such as Wall Street souvenirs, intended for Wonta Nakai, and gifts for Suzumi-san.
It seems that Wonta Nakai will get married soon, right? Thinking of this, Naoki Nagai directly dialed Wonta Nakai’s home phone number.
"Moses Moses, this is the Nakai family." Hoshino Suzumi's voice came directly from the other side of the phone. She must have already lived together.
"Suzumi-san, I am Naoki Nagayama."
"Ah, Naoki-san, have you come back from the United States?" Hoshino Suzumi was very happy to hear that it was Nagayama Naoki, "I thought Naoki-san might miss Wonta and my wedding~"
"Eh? Have you determined the specific time? I only said during this period before." Nagayama Naoki originally wanted to ask,
"Hey, it's set for March 27th at the Tokyo Prince Hotel. Will Naoki-san care?"
"That's really congratulations, but do you care? What do I care about?" Nagayama Naoki looked confused. You two are in love with each other. Do you still want to ask me if I care when you get married?
"Arnold, don't Naoki-san know? The Tokyo Prince Hotel is where Yamaguchi Momoe-san got married..." Hoshino Suzumi seemed a little surprised. It's not that Naoki is a huge fan of Yamaguchi Momoe-san.
Did she commit suicide because she got married and retired?
"Ah, I really didn't pay attention to this... But it doesn't matter now. I hope Yamaguchi Momoe-san can always be happy~" Nagayama Naoki had a hard time defending, after all, Nakai Wonta and Hoshino Suzumi both
Know his dark history.
Then he quickly changed the topic: "Suzumi-san, hasn't Wonta come back yet? I brought a wedding gift back from the United States~"
"Todoroki? What is it?"
"Since it's a gift, how could I tell you so early! It can't be opened until the wedding day~"
Looking at the carved candle with the handsome prince and the princess in the wedding dress at hand, which was also a gift from Disney's fairy tale castle, Naoki Nagayama felt that it was very suitable as a wedding gift for Wonta Nakai and Suzumi Hoshino.
"Hahaha, then we are looking forward to it~" Hoshino Suzumi responded with a smile.
After continuing to chat about his experience in the United States, Naoki Nagayama hung up the phone.
"Is there another week? Time flies so fast."
I still remember when I first invited Hoshino Suzumi to help compose music through Nakai Wonta, the two were just friends, but now they are getting married.
It's getting late, I don't want to cook for myself, and I don't want to go out either.
Nagayama Naoki directly called a nearby high-end restaurant, ordered a set meal, and waited for the restaurant to deliver the meal to his door.
The food delivery industry has naturally appeared for a long time, and the integrated platforms of later generations are just resource integration.
It will take at least more than an hour to wait for the meal. At this time, it is the peak time for office workers to get off work, and it is also the busy period of the restaurant.
While waiting for dinner and continuing to sort out souvenirs, Naoki Nagayama suddenly thought, is the Aoyama store closed?
Probably not. Is there any shop on the street that is not open until 9 or 10 pm?
Anyway, the distance was not far, Naoki Nagayama took two souvenirs and walked to Qingshan Shop.
"Ding Bell" The bell on the door made a crisp sound as the store door was pushed open, alerting the clerk behind the cashier.
"welcome."
Chiko Aoyama, who was still reading a novel casually, immediately sat upright, then greeted her skillfully, and when she took a closer look,
"Ah, it's Naoki-san!" Then he greeted me happily, "Naoki-san is back from the United States~"
"Hi, I just came back yesterday~" Nagayama Naoki greeted with a smile, "Is Chikoko-san the only one in the store? Is Mr. Aoyama lazy again?"
"Hahaha, Ogi-san is going to have dinner~"
"Nani, did you actually leave your granddaughter to eat alone?"
Aoyama Chikako quickly waved her hand to deny: "Naoki-san, don't talk nonsense, I have already eaten~ Oji-san went drinking with friends, it is not convenient to take me~"
"Hahaha, after all, Chikoko-san is looking at the store alone, so pitiful~" Nagayama Naoki took out the souvenir in his hand, "Chikoko-san, this is a gift."
"Nani? Is it for me?" Chiko Aoyama walked out from behind the counter and happily accepted the gift.
One is a dried flower art painting for Mr. Aoyama. This old man likes flowers very much, but this kind of American flower cannot be grown. The other is a thin amethyst and silver bracelet for Chiko, the Disney seller claimed.
It's pure crystal, I don't know if it's real, but it looks very nice in detail.
Chikako Aoyama happily put it on her wrist. Under the bright lights in the store, the fine amethysts shone with charming colors. Against the backdrop of milky white skin, the silver bracelet looked even more beautiful.
"Naoki-san, is this gift too expensive?"
Chikoko looked at the seemingly high-end bracelet and felt that it was a bit expensive.
"No, it's actually not expensive. It's almost the same as the dried flower art painting I gave to Mr. Qingshan."
Nagayama Naoki didn’t expect Chikoko to look so good when wearing it, “Maybe it’s because Koko-san looks very high-end when wearing it~ Hahaha, it looks like I’m good at picking out gifts~”
Chiko Aoyama blushed: "Arigado! Naoki-san~"
After giving the gift to Aoyama Chikako, Nagayama Naoki didn't stay long. If Mr. Aoyama came back and saw him, he might think that he was teasing his granddaughter.
"Chikoko-san, the gift has been delivered, so I'll leave first~ Say hello to the old man for me."
Chikako Aoyama was a little reluctant to give up, but she had no other choice but to say: "Hi, I will definitely convey it~"
...
Walking at a leisurely pace on the way back,
This time is already the famous time to encounter evil spirits. Pedestrians are walking in a hurry under the dim sky.
Several young office workers have already passed by Nagayama Naoki. Judging from their looks, they are definitely not rushing home, either to an izakaya, a dance hall, or to the next part-time job?
Everyone is busy rushing towards the next goal, and no one has time to see the beauty of the world.
The spring sunset tied a golden-red ribbon to the sky, and the setting sun cast a shallow glow. The entire street was covered in a layer of haze, and the dots of neon lights gradually lit up, rendering a misty color, as if to inform
For everyone in Tokyo, time is about to enter an ambiguous night.
When I walked to Sanzakura-in, I still saw a shadow standing quietly, and I couldn't even distinguish the wall and the bamboo surrounding the wall.
"too dark....."
Nagayama Naoki was a little dissatisfied. Since it was called Yamasakura-in, how could it be like other houses? When no one is around, it seems to have lost its vitality.
It’s time to try the landscape spotlights I mentioned before. The cherry blossom trees that glow in the night? They look good.
After entering the room, I opened the main gate, and the lights of Yamasakura-yuan were finally bright.
I turned on the record player and put in the album "The Sound of Silence" I bought from the United States. Listening to the title track of the same name, the sound of silence, I felt a peaceful freedom in my heart, and the whole Yamazakura Garden also felt like it.
A soft melody permeates the air.
"Beep~~~" The doorbell rang at this time, suddenly interrupting the peaceful thoughts, "Private Marseille, this is a food delivery service. The dinner you ordered will last until you are hungry."
It turns out I ordered takeout before.
Tonight, I felt that my thoughts were a little scattered. There seemed to be an emotion surging in my mind. I was thinking that maybe some kind of memory would come to my mind, but I didn't expect to be interrupted by the delivery man.
However, Nagayama Naoki did not blame the delivery boy. After all, it was not his responsibility. He even brought him a filling dinner.
After enjoying the delicious beef stew set meal, I poured a cup of tea and turned on the TV in the living room, acting like a middle-aged man.
There are more and more prime-time TV series and urban dramas these days, but Naoki Nagayama doesn't have the habit of watching dramas. He usually doesn't like to watch lengthy plots, and movies are more suitable for his taste.
I found some weird variety shows and watched them for more than 2 hours. It seemed like I was watching something, but it seemed like I was not watching anything.
I lay down on the bed early today and fell into a deep sleep with the sound of the breeze blowing the bamboo leaves.
I don’t know why, but quiet melodies seem to be flowing in dreams, and Naoki Nagayama seems to dream that he is on a silent seabed, feeling the waves rushing past him...
...
When he woke up the next day, Nagayama Naoki was in a rare mental state. The subconscious memories that had not been evoked last night completely reappeared in his dream.
"Damn, what's going on...can it still be like this?" Nagayama Naoki rubbed his eyes, "Even if I recall the song silent love, why is there a movie attached to it? Why do I dream again?
Even in the movie, I am still the protagonist..."
"That Summer, the Quiet Sea"
One night, it was like playing an all-night live AR game, feeling a touch of melancholy in the music, the waves, and the silence.
Nagayama Naoki spent the whole night lingering in this movie. The melancholic blue, the silent feelings, and the silent sadness all existed in his memory as if they had really happened.
Until I finished washing and had breakfast, I still felt depressed in my heart.
"If I happen to dream of The Ring next time, won't I have to spend the whole night in a horror movie?" Naoki Nagayama thought of this and his body trembled. "If it's Brother Freddy or Little Sister Sadako,
What should I do if Miss Gayeye comes to see me?"
After discovering that he might experience subconscious movies in his dreams, Naoki Nagayama now regrets watching so many horror movies in his previous life.
On this morning, Naoki Nagayama hurried to the piano room to record the song "silent love", and then copied the script of the movie, which finally calmed down his emotions.
I originally planned to go to my hometown today, bring back gifts, and then bring Yongtaro back. However, given my current mental condition, I might as well talk about it tomorrow.
Naoki Nagayama continued to take inventory of the luggage he had brought back. When he saw dozens of used up films, he decided to take them out and develop them first. There were many other people's photos in them and they still needed to be sent back to them.
It was still early when we came out of the photo studio,
Nagayama Naoki drove to the disco in Takadanobaba. The boss always had to inspect the place when he came back.
The fork in the road leading to the disco is already very famous. It was originally an unknown road, but now people nearby are accustomed to calling it disco street.
In addition to the "original disco", there are also pachinko parlors, movie theaters, and billiard rooms. The surrounding izakayas, restaurants, bars, and cafes have all opened one after another, forming a gathering area for eating, drinking, and having fun.
There are even street artists performing on both sides of the street from time to time, and parking restrictions have begun in the middle of the narrow road. Maybe in a few years, it will become a pedestrian paradise again.
"Naoki-san, you are back from the United States!" Shigechi Araki's eyes were not very sharp, but he immediately spotted Naoki Nagayama from the crowd at the door.
After all, among the people queuing up, Naoki Nagayama's image and temperament are outstanding even if he is dressed casually.
"Yes, Shigechi-san, I just came back early yesterday morning~" Nagayama Naoki brought a trendy record as a gift, and also brought candies to others,
"This is a gift brought back to you from the United States. There are also gifts for everyone. Please help share them~"
"Hey! It's too troublesome Naoki-san."
Shigetomo Araki brought Naoki Nagayama into the disco. Naturally, the gifts would have to be divided up after get off work. Everyone is busy now.
The disco still has a blue style, with flashing lights and exciting music, making people on the dance floor shake their bodies wantonly.
"Mochi-san, how is your business lately?" Naoki Nagayama was looking at the dance floor backstage and asked Shigemo Araki next to him.
The actual manager of this disco thought back for a moment: "Naoki-san, the disco is still full every day, but..."
"What's wrong?"
"But there are fewer people queuing outside." Araki said a little disappointed, "It used to be that the disco would have to queue for at least two hours every day, but now it only lasts between half an hour and an hour.
.”
Nagayama Naoki nodded: "It means the attraction is not enough."
As other discotheques in the area opened their doors one after another, college students had other choices, and naturally fewer people were willing to spend a long time in line. However, Naoki Nagayama had already anticipated this when he opened the discotheque.
After experiencing the legendary mudd club in the United States this time, Naoki Nagayama felt that he could also learn from it in his own disco.
"Maozhi-san, our disco may need to be renovated."
"Nani?"
"At the same time, we will also invite a group of the most avant-garde underground bands to perform, similar to hard-core rock, heavy metal, punk and other styles."
"But Naoki-san, these are niche music!" Araki said in surprise. In this era when dance music was not yet popular, only a small number of people played those songs.
"But in the United States, these have almost become mainstream music!" Naoki Nagayama and Shigetomo Araki said, "In New York, the most niche and trendy thing at the moment is something called 'no wave'."
"what?"
Araki Shigetomo was stumped by this new word. What kind of music style? Even he, who has been in a band for so many years, doesn’t know it?
"An experimental music style that only emerged in underground bands in New York, but from what I heard... there is no melody, the vocals are weird, it's just noise..." Naoki Nagayama smiled sheepishly
Laughing, "None of them seem to have named their styles."
"Is that so?"
Just from Araki's description, you can feel that this is a deconstructive attempt to popular music. If it succeeds, it will lead the next wave. If it fails, it will be short-lived.
"Mochi-san, can you do graffiti?"
"Eh? I played for a while before..."
Oh? This guy Shigechi Araki really has a rich history.
"Then let's talk about it later... I plan to add more graffiti elements to the new disco." My mother said, "I will find a good decoration team for the future and strive to have a good decoration team this year."
The renovation is completed in the summer and it is back online. Please Maozhi, if you have time during this period, go to the livehouse more and try to find a few bands."
"Hey, I got it!"
...
After Nagayama Naoki gave his advice yesterday, Yoshimura Otomo found many newspaper publishers with whom he had good relationships.
After receiving the red envelopes, everyone agreed to help.
Because there is no need to make major changes to the manuscript, it is just to discredit "Gas Station Robbery" and also bring in the movies released by Toei during this period. For example, "Sailor Suit and Machine Gun" also increased the violent tendencies of teenagers, reflecting
a bad reality or something like that,
Some articles are even linked to tokusatsu dramas such as "Kamen Rider Super 1" and "Robot 8". I really admire the skills of the writers.
Several articles from different newspapers and periodicals were published this morning, and there was a faint wave of comments.
"Minister, many newspapers today reported comments about "The Time the Gas Station Was Robbed"."
"Isn't this great~"
Toshitaka Yamamura, director of Toei Film and Television Business Planning and Sales Department, was drinking a cup of coffee and happily listening to the reports of his subordinates.
Since the comedy he was previously responsible for was swept away by "The Gas Station Robbery Incident", he was also severely scolded by the head of the department.
Shuyou Pictures? A movie produced by such a small company dares to steal our business? You must give them some color!
So he concocted a series of scandalous materials in an attempt to discredit this emerging company, so that it would eventually either be folded or fail.
The company has been unable to fight back and can only watch its reputation slowly deteriorate.
"But Minister, these reports also mentioned some of our company's recent movies, such as "Sailor Suits and Machine Guns"..."
"Nani?" Yamamura Toshitaka took the newspaper and read it, and then shouted angrily, "What's going on with these newspapers! They were clearly told to only write about "The Gas Station Robbery Incident"!"
"Minister, we have not been exposed to these newspapers and periodicals."
Yamamura Toshitaka calmed down: "So, someone else asked you to write it?"
After thinking for a while, I broke out in a cold sweat: "Are you trying to tie Toei together? They are a small company and they don't care about their reputation, but Toei's reputation..."
In Yamamura Toshitaka's eyes, the newspaper on his desk turned into a letter of challenge to him from Shuyou Pictures, with one sentence written between the lines: "We will die together!"
