Summer mornings always come very early, and the sunshine that is not hot but very bright directly wakes up the two girls in the Yamazakura courtyard.
Nagayama Tsuruko opened his eyes and patted Junsui Ishii next to him.
"Chunsui-chan, wake up!"
"Well" Ishii Junsui turned around and wanted to continue sleeping, but she felt a strange licking on her hand hanging under the bed, which woke her up suddenly, "Ah, it's Yutaro!"
The big dog is already sitting beside the bed in the second bedroom, and it was this licking dog that was licking his hand just now!
There is no lock in the bedroom, but it is closed!
"Tsuruko, can your brother's dog actually open the door?"
Tsuruko was also a little confused: "I don't know! I didn't have this ability when I was back home!"
Next to him, Yotaro still looked like a silly dog, breathing out with his mouth open. He had no idea that it had fallen into the hands of another witch.
Tsuruko immediately grabbed the big dog's head and ravaged him: "Yutaro! You are not allowed to enter a girl's bedroom! Especially you cannot come in when the girl is asleep! Do you know!
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"Woof woof woof, I know now, please let me go."
Seeing the big dog starting to beg for mercy, Hezi let it go: "It's good that you know, don't do it next time!"
After washing their faces and brushing their teeth with spare disposable toiletries, the two girls went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
Junsui Ishii looked at the milk and a lot of newspapers delivered to his door: "As an artist, does Tsuruko need to read so many newspapers?"
"Maybe we need to pay attention to entertainment events from time to time?"
Tsuruko didn't know that in the information age of later generations, Naoki Nagayama could receive hundreds of information as soon as he opened his eyes, but in the Showa era, he could only rely on newspapers and television to obtain information.
Such a gap led Naoki Nagayama to order a large number of different newspapers so that in the morning, he could feel that he had an understanding of the world around him.
While the two were eating, the door suddenly opened and an equally young girl walked in.
When Isa Taketa saw two young girls in Yamazakura-in, she was momentarily panicked, because in addition to coming to play with the dogs, she also wanted to see what a star artist like Nagayama Naoki was like at home.
Kind of.
"Private Marseille, I am Takeda Isa, the staff member hired by Mr. Nagayama Naoki to walk the dog." Takeda Isa immediately bowed and said, "Before Mr. Naoki left yesterday, he said that there was no one at home anymore."
"It turns out it's you!" Nagayama Tsuruko understood, "I'm his sister, and I came to help out with Taro Taro."
"Ah, it turns out it's my sister-san. Mr. Naoki did say that his sister would come over from time to time." Takeda Isa was extremely embarrassed, what the hell is my sister-san!
"Haha" Tsuruko didn't think much, "I am Nagayama Tsuruko, and this person next to me is Ishii Junsui. If Takeda-san came here so early, have you had breakfast?"
"Hi! I've already eaten." Isa Taketa didn't want to stay any longer and took the dog leash from the entrance. "If there's nothing else, I'll take Taro Taro for a walk!"
"Hmm, we are going to school later. When we send Taro back, just close the door."
"Hi!"
After Takeda Isa left, Ishii Junsui said: "Tsuruko-chan, it seems that many people know your brother's identity."
"Yeah, but I guess he's someone who knows the basics, so there shouldn't be any problem!"
Nagayama Tsuruko didn't care at all, "If we are found out, we will change houses at worst."
She knew that Nagayama Naoki owned several properties in Tokyo and even opened a teahouse!
Naoki Nagayama slept on the plane all night and was woken up by the gentle sound of the plane.
"Dear passengers, the plane will arrive in Paris in half an hour"
Opening my eyes, soft light shone in from the porthole, and the dark cabin began to slowly become brighter. From here, it was already dawn outside, and in the blue sky, the sun did not jump out of the skyline, but it was just a wisp of light.
The white glow has spread from a distance.
Nagayama Naoki subconsciously moved his body, only to find that his right arm was firmly clamped. Akina held her arm in her arms like a pillow, as if wrapped in a soft sponge, unable to move.
Akina's head rested on her shoulder, her cheek pressed tightly against Nagayama Naoki's arm, and she could feel her gentle breathing through a layer of sweatshirt.
Naoki Nagayama used his remaining left hand to rub his face, dispelling his sleepiness.
Turning to look at Akina, she seemed to be disturbed by the reminder. Akina's brows frowned slightly, and the corners of her mouth tightened slightly. She turned her cheek towards the gap between her arm and the backrest, just like when she heard the alarm ring in the morning.
It's like a child who doesn't want to get out of bed.
Looking at the slight baby fat on his fair cheeks, Naoki Nagayama felt playful. He slightly turned half of his body, and then tapped his cheek a few times with his left index finger.
“Sure enough, it’s very flexible and feels good”
Nagayama Naoki clicked a few more times, then bent his fingers and scratched, and finally thought about pinching
Sure enough, it would be a pity if you don’t squeeze your face more while the baby fat has not disappeared, and you won’t be able to feel it in the future.
However, Akina seems to be waking up, so it’s better to stop in moderation.
"It's dawn, Akina Akina." Nagayama Naoki called softly a few times, and Akina finally opened her eyes.
Akina was stunned for a few seconds when she saw Nagayama Naoki's appearance, as if she still hadn't understood.
It wasn't until he met Naoki Nagayama's eyes that he realized that the two of them were on a plane, and he suddenly became shy.
"Naoki-san, good morning!"
"It's early tomorrow," Naoki Nagayama greeted with a smile, "We'll arrive in Paris in about half an hour. You can wash up first."
"Ah, is it coming soon?"
Nakamori Akina realized in hindsight that she had been holding Nagayama Naoki's arm. She quickly let go and said in a panic, "I'm going to the bathroom!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Naoki Nagayama retracted his arm, feeling a little disappointed.
Shuichi Yondou, who is on the Nagano studio, has been filming for a while.
With the idea of striving for excellence, he repeatedly polished the scene of the confrontation between Takizawa Genji and Serizawa Tamao.
Since there are many emotions unfolding, these young idols still need to be carefully trained. Especially Yongshan Kaede, a former member of the Yakuza, must be more careful, otherwise the tangled emotions will not be reflected well at all.
Seeing that the sun was getting higher and higher, he also temporarily stopped the busy work of the crew on the set and took a rest.
"Masataka-kun." Indou Shuichi called Komori Masataka, "Is Naoki still not here today?"
"Hey, I didn't see Naoki-san's car."
Komori Masataka answered honestly.
"What are you doing?" Yin Tang Xiuyi complained, "It's been so long."
At this time, there seemed to be a postman standing at the school gate, hesitant. Because there were a group of undesirable elements in uniforms and fierce faces inside, who were not easy to mess with at first sight.
Isn't this a school? When did it become the home of a bad group?
Komori Masataka saw it and walked over. After exchanging a few words with the postman, he came back with a confused look on his face: "Shuichi-san, I have your postcard!"
"Huh? Mine?" Yintang Xiuyi was curious, "It was actually sent here?"
"Hi!" Komori Masataka handed the postcard over, "It's from Naoki-san."
"Oh?" Yin Tang Shuichi took it and looked at it. He saw a landscape photo of the Eiffel Tower on the front, and then wrote on the back:
"Xiu Yisang, I have no choice but to go to a positive country.
Next, it’s up to you!
above!
Naoki Nagayama.”
Yin Tangxiu looked at it for a long time, but still seemed unable to believe it. He tremblingly handed the postcard to Komori Masataka, and said with a forced smile: "Masaka-kun, please help me see, am I understanding it wrong?
What does this last resort mean? I’ll leave it to you next, so what does it mean?”
"Eh?" Komori Masataka took it and read it twice, "Naoki-san's meaning is very clear."
Yin Tang Shuichi's face was a little distorted:
"Oh? Masataka-kun, please help me translate. What does that guy Naoki mean?"
"Huh? It's just that Naoki-san is temporarily out of business, and the filming set is left to Shuichi-san!" Komori Masataka was puzzled. Isn't this said clearly?
"Please help me translate, what does Nagayama Naoki mean?
"Yintang Shuichi has already started to roar.
There was a drop of cold sweat on Komori Masataka's forehead. He felt that things were a bit serious, so he quickly raised his voice: "It's Naoki-san. He went to Paris because of something, so all the filming of "Hot Blood High School" was left to Shuichi-san.
!”
The sound here has attracted the attention of other people on the set, and everyone looked at the director's studio with surprised eyes.
Indou Shuichi was already shouting about filial piety: "Masaka-kun! Please translate for me again, what does Nagayama Naoki mean?"
"
Komori Masataka finally felt the anger of his boss, and his mind was racing and he didn't know what to say.
However, Yintang Xiuyi stood up and pressed forward step by step: "Please translate for me, what exactly does he mean!
"
"Forehead"
Komori Masataka was extremely nervous. When he saw Indou Shuichi's face turned red, he was angry because of some behavior.
Only then did he realize that his boss naturally knew what it meant, but it was not this that made him angry, but the meaning behind the behavior!
"Naoki-san left the filming work and went out to play by himself!
!”
"Oh, it turns out Naoki Nagayama means this!"
Yin Tang Shuichi seemed to really understand. Suddenly his angry expression disappeared. He walked outside the tent, took a few deep breaths, and then opened his mouth with a smile:
"Naoki Nagayama! You kgv...￥wbdd;!!
"
Among the children who had been peeking outside the set, one of the older children quickly covered his younger brother's ears after hearing Shuichi Yindo's dirty words!
At the same time, Nagayama Naoki, who had already left the Paris airport, couldn't help but sneeze.
"Sure enough, the morning in Paris is still a bit cold!" Naoki Nagayama touched his nose.
I was taking a taxi to the Ritz Paris Hotel. Although I didn’t understand a few words in French, I could basically come and go freely in English in Europe.
When we got off the plane, we separated from Akina. After all, Akina had to go with the team.
And they had already made an appointment to "encounter" each other by chance when they strolled the Champs-Élysées in the afternoon!
Then we go to Paris together!
The Ritz Hotel is a Baroque palace-style hotel with a history of more than 80 years.
When Naoki Nagayama got off the taxi, the doormen enthusiastically came up to help carry his luggage, but Naoki Nagayama, who only had a small bag, went directly to the front desk.
The oil paintings hanging everywhere in the restaurant are said to be authentic works by famous European painters from the 18th century. It is said to be a hotel, but in fact it is more like a museum.
Because it was morning when we arrived, Naoki Nagayama just walked around the room and then went to the restaurant. A simple croissant jam with coffee is a traditional breakfast in Paris.
But it was exquisite. Naoki Nagayama was not full at all, so he ordered another long baguette with bacon slices and pickles, butter and cheese in the middle. He took a bite and felt full of happiness!
At this time, Akina Nakamori was also having breakfast in a hotel. The assistant next to her, Maki Ueda, was still asking about it.
"Akina-chan, didn't you encounter anything while flying first class?"
"What could happen to me?" Akina felt a little guilty for no reason. She quickly took a bite of bread to calm down her shock, "It's just a normal flight, except that the seats are a little bigger and there are fewer people."
"Huh? Isn't there anything else?"
"Then the first-class airplane food is delicious." Akina wisely shifted the focus of the discussion to lunch, and directly asked Tanaka Yoshiaki next to her, "Yoshiaki-san, what do you want to eat for lunch today? A French meal?"
"
"Akina-chan doesn't have that kind of feast!" Tanaka Yoshiaki couldn't help but shook his head, "The funds are burning! Although we have a consortium background, they won't let such a large team have feasts every day!
There are 10 of us!"
"Hey, why is this like this?" "What a pity." "Chief Tanaka is so cool."
Tanaka Yoshimin is not much older than these members, and he usually gets along with everyone as equals, so these guys dare to make noise at this time.
Everyone else at the same table sighed. You can come to France, but you can't have a big meal?
Looking helplessly at the surrounding team members, Tanaka Yoshimin couldn't help shouting: "You guys! If you want to have a French meal, go at your own expense! I will never stop you!"
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Hearing this, the others stopped talking. Without public funds, a French meal would be a month's salary! We can't afford it!
From the very beginning, Akina was seriously distracted, thinking about how she would be flawless when she met Naoki Nagayama later.
"Akina-chan! Akina-chan!" Ueda Maki called from the side.
"Eh? Nani?"
"Would you like a French dinner Akina?"
Nakamori Akina thought that if Naoki-san came around, she would treat herself to something.
