A thin layer of clouds blocked the sunshine, and the air was filled with fresh water vapor. The heavy rain last night brought a long-lost coolness to Tokyo's summer.
Nagayama Naoki opened the convertible and drove toward the studio full of energy, regardless of the raindrops that occasionally fell, and he was in a very happy mood.
"Otomo-san!"
After arriving at the studio, I walked towards the office amidst everyone's greetings and saw the Mediterranean uncle who had been sitting behind the desk for a long time.
"Ah, Naoki Sanzao~"
Yoshimura Otomo put down the coffee in his hand and rubbed his eyes, seemingly exhausted.
"What's wrong? You actually have to rely on coffee to wake up today?" Naoki Nagayama asked as he sat down.
"I drank several times in a row yesterday...at different clubs from noon to night..." Fangcun Otomo sighed, "I'm getting old and I really can't stand it anymore~"
"...I drink wine at several clubs a day..." Nagayama Naoki paused while taking the information from the document bag, "Otomo-san, in the end, should I envy you? Or do you?
I comfort you..."
Yoshimura Otomo also knew that the complaint he just made was a bit unworthy of a beating, so he immediately changed the subject:
"Naoki-san, what is that in your hand?"
"Ah, didn't you say that you want to compose a song for Okada Yukiko? Let's use this song~" Naoki Nagayama handed the music score to Yoshimura Otomo, "The song is good, I want a bigger share..."
"So fast~" Yoshimura Otomo sighed, thinking that this must be a song reserve in Nagayama Naoki's music library, ""Dream をあきらめらないで (Don't give up your dream)"?"
Sure enough, it's a song I've never heard of... How much inventory does Naoki-san have?! By the way, the small treasury is in the study room of Yamazakurain, right...
Fangcun Otomo was secretly very curious and wanted to find out.
"Well, I feel like it suits her very well. The rest of the cooperation will be left to Otomo-san~"
Nagayama Naoki came to the office just to deliver this score. After delivering it, he planned to edit the movie.
"Wait a minute~ Naoki-san, about Okada Yukiko's record recording, do Naoki-san want to go there in person?"
Naoki Nagayama recalled the scene of singing the song and shook his head:
"Forget it~ Let's just think of it as just composing lyrics and music this time~"
"Hi!"
After Yoshimura Otomo nodded, Naoki Nagayama continued to walk to the editing room.
"Kijima-kun, Sakata-kun and Kong Ming-kun, you all came early~" Naoki Nagayama smiled after seeing the three editing helpers.
"Naoki-san is also early~"
Kijima-kun said with a smile. He is becoming more and more cheerful now. The precious gold watch on his wrist has increased his sense of presence more than a little, and it has become much easier to communicate with others.
After chatting for a while, several people got into working mode.
"What part are you going to edit today?"
"According to the plan, there are several drama parts..." Kijima Xu said.
There are several fantasy scenes in "Kikujiro's Summer" that are somewhat divorced from reality, including the perverted uncle and Masao's mother at the beginning, the Crow Tengu in the temple, and Kikujiro and a group of friends...
These parts were filmed in the theater of the stage play, with fancy costumes and props, making them look funny and fantastic, very much in line with children's dreams.
"Okay, let's start editing from that perverted uncle!"
Nagayama Naoki took out a film box from the material and started to put it on the editing table.
"Speaking of which, that perverted uncle really acted perfectly..."
"...."
Kijima Xu and the other two people's faces tightened when they heard this. Yes, it was very accurate, and they really wanted to be beaten.
The editing room soon became quiet, and the four people started editing. At present, almost one-third of the movie "Summer of Kikujiro" has been edited. Under the command of Naoki Nagayama, everyone has completed their work.
It is very efficient, and there will definitely be no problem if it is released in the middle or late period.
...
At the same time, after a night of rescue work, although the doctors in the hospital were also very worried, the chief surgeon still walked out of the operating room and said to the boys in black suits that were crowded in the corridor:
"Private Marseille, we have tried our best~"
"No!" "How is that possible!" "Doctor, have you treated me well?" "Be careful when I go to your house..."
"Shut up!"
An angry roar sounded. Wakazu Nakayama Katsumasa of the Yamaguchi-gumi scolded his subordinates, and then tried his best to stay calm and asked the doctor:
"Doctor-san, is there really no chance at all?"
"Private Marseille, the injured person was shot three times, one of which hit the pulmonary artery..." Regarding the complex injury, the doctor did not go into too much detail. He just said, "Based on current medicine, it is possible to save the patient."
Not alive..."
"...."
Nakayama Katsumasa was silent for a moment, and then said, "So, is Team Leader Takenaka still conscious?"
"Private Marseille, he is in a coma now, and there is a high probability that he will not wake up..."
"...Thank you doctor." Nakayama Shengzheng held these words in his mouth.
The fourth generation of the Yamaguchi-gumi passed away less than two months after taking over!
First the third generation, then the third generation Wakagami, and then the fourth generation... In just two years, three of the leaders of the Yamaguchi-gumi died!
Is it because the Yamaguchi-gumi has been having a bad time in recent years and is trying to kill the team leader? Then, should I, the fourth generation Wakatou, take over as the team leader?!
Nakayama Shengzheng kept thinking in his head, and then he looked at the younger brothers in the corridor and forced a sad expression:
"The Yondaime... passed away!"
"First notify Sister Fumiko, and then notify the direct team leaders to come to the headquarters for a meeting..." Nakayama Katsu was arranging the affairs of the Yamaguchi team later, and then said, "Inform the family of Team Leader Takenaka...
...Get ready for the funeral!"
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"Hi!" Several close subordinates responded immediately and went out.
After walking out of the hospital, the steamy wind blew on Nakayama Shengzheng's face, which made him feel more energetic after staying up all night.
There are still some signs of fighting on the streets around the hospital, and some blood stains can be found in the corners, but all the people have withdrawn.
Since the guns were fired, the riot police quickly dispatched to disperse the Ichiwakai and Yamaguchi-gumi people, and also arrested many people who resisted tenaciously. In the face of real violent organizations, the Yakuza is really nothing.
"The next period of time...will be turbulent days again!"
The fourth generation of the Yamaguchi-gumi died in a gang conflict. The remaining people will naturally want revenge...
........
In the afternoon, Naoki Nagayama was going to get off work early because he was going to see Akina Nakamori perform at the Song Festival in the evening.
After talking to his friends in the editing room, Naoki Nagayama came to the office again:
"Otomo-san, I'll go back today and prepare to attend the Tureul Music Festival."
"Ah, Naoki-san." Otomo Yoshimura regained his composure, "Aren't you coming with us? Junko-chan and Momo-chan will also go, and there will also be Hidden Maki Kaoru..."
"No need, it's closer to Sanzakuin anyway..."
You guys are on business, I'm here to see my girlfriend, what do you want to do together...
After returning to Sansakura-in, I played for a while with Nyaotarou who was very excited to see his master back. After masturbating Nyaotaro again, I took the time to cook a dinner. Finally, I took a shower and changed my clothes to go to the music festival.
Venue.
When we arrived, a large number of spectators were already sitting in the venue. The invitation letter Naoki Nagayama got was in the fifth row, which belongs to the industry personnel, and next to him was Otomo Yoshimura.
"Junko-chan and the others are already preparing to go backstage." Yoshimura Otomo said, "Actually, the awards for this music festival have already been decided. This time we are just announcing them."
"Haha, aren't all the awards the same~" Nagayama Naoki said with a smile.
Before the popularity of real-time communication on the Internet, most of the awards were judged in advance by judges, combined with voting from sales data and letters from fans, and the results were finally announced at the awards ceremony.
But no matter what, the award at the Gayo Festival is an achievement, and winning the award is a great publicity and exposure.
While waiting for the show to begin, from time to time you can see artists from the entertainment industry dressing up to attend...the camera's lens pans towards them from time to time.
The first two rows were either the organizer or the famous guests invited by the organizer, and all of them were very eye-catching.
Naoki Nagayama also saw the appearance of Morihisa Takagi, the representative director and president of Nippon Television, one of the organizers of this music festival.
When the music festival officially started, the lights in the venue dimmed and the spotlights on the main stage came on.
Under the stage beauty of this era, on the colorful stage, the radiation lamps illuminated beams of light, followed by the host's passionate preaching...
“Next, let’s introduce the award-winning singers of the 10th Japan Turayo Music Festival. Please come on stage!”
As the music sounded, the idol singers walked to the center of the stage singing their own songs to the rhythm, and bursts of cheers came from the audience.
Nagayama Naoki cheered up when he saw this. After seeing first-class idols such as Matsuda Seiko, Kashiwara Yoshie, Kawai Nahoko, Hayami Yu and so on, they finally ushered in Nakamori Akina.
I saw Akina today wearing a golden tutu, with big feather earrings hanging on her ears, and even her face seemed to be smeared with gold powder... like a little golden man.
"How does he look like the 18th Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple..." Naoki Nagayama subconsciously complained when he saw this guy wearing a singing costume for the first time.
Perhaps in later generations, it was a very vulgar and weird look, but in today's era, such an attractive outfit is highly accepted, and there was warm applause both on and off the stage.
"Naoki-san, what did you say?" Fangcun Dayou leaned over and asked.
"Ah, it's nothing..." Nagayama Naoki subconsciously wanted to hide it, but after thinking about it for a moment, he asked, "Otomo-san, what do you think of the idol's makeup on stage?"
"Hmm? Makeup? Styling?"
Yoshimura Otomo looked at it carefully and said, "Everyone has bright colors and beautiful costumes!"
"Bright~"
Naoki Nagayama instantly understood the reason for idols’ modeling style. They all want to attract the attention of fans immediately.
Akina Nakamori sang "The Ten Commandments" in a golden tutu, which was more noble than the original rebellious one, like a queen. Among the sweet styles of female idols, she stood out.
This kind of female idol with rebellious qualities is currently very much hoped in the entertainment industry to create Akina No. 2. However, except for Koizumi Kyoko who has some achievements in the weird road, none of the other female idols can reach the level of Akina.
As expected, you are unique wherever you stand~
Awards were handed out one after another on the stage, and singers received the trophies one after another, all showing expressions of gratitude and excitement. Until Akina Nakamori won the final grand prize at the end...
When it was first announced that she had won the award, Akina Nakamori was quite calm. Kenin must have told her, so she walked into the spotlight with a smile on the stage...
However, when I was being interviewed and actually received the trophy, I started to get obviously excited, and during the performance after winning the award, I couldn't help but shed tears...
If Seiko Matsuda shed tears of excitement after winning the award, it would give people a fake feeling, but when Akina shed tears of excitement, she would not be like that at all...
You must know that when Akina is actually performing a sad performance and sheds tears, the tears in her eyes are really like pearls, falling down completely...sad and beautiful...
And when she really cried because of excitement, Akina cried like a child. The tears would flow down her cheeks and between her nose and mouth, like two streams, with the foundation on her face...
...crying so ugly...
"He's really a guy with well-developed tear ducts... he cries endlessly like a child..."
Naoki Nagayama looked at Akina on the stage and sighed.
"Naoki-san, what did you say again?" Yoshimura Otomo turned his head again, and he heard Nagayama Naoki's words again.
"Nothing! Enjoy the show!"
I don't know when, but the camera that was supposed to be filming the winners on the stage suddenly turned to Naoki Nagayama... and just caught Naoki Nagayama pushing Mediterranean's head...
Cameraman...you know how to move the camera!
.......
After the award ceremony, Naoki Nagayama naturally left from the main entrance, went out and found an intersection not far away and made a call to Akina's pager, and then waited for Akina's response.
After a while, I received a call from Mingcai's car phone, and the two agreed on a meeting place.
The time has arrived, it is exactly 8 o'clock, it is already dark, but the nightlife in Tokyo has just begun.
A Toyota Crown parked next to it, and then as soon as the passenger door opened, Akina Nakamori, who had changed into daily clothes, slipped in:
"Naoki-san~ Have you been waiting for a long time?"
His face was full of smiles and he was obviously in a good mood~
"It didn't take long, but Akina ran away from the banquet after the awards ceremony again this time. Is it okay?" Although it was an appointment before, Naoki Nagayama still asked.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you still have work~"
Akina Nakamori actually doesn't like such hypocritical social occasions. In such gatherings, female idols are like commodities, brought by executives from various agencies to greet big shots in various entertainment circles.
.....
Although I have never experienced it myself, I have heard that female idols are asked to go to big bosses late at night to negotiate announcements, exchange scripts, etc...
"That's okay~" Nagayama Naoki smiled and pinched Akina's smile, "By the way, I haven't congratulated Akina for winning the grand prize yet! Congratulations to Akina for winning the final grand prize of the 10th Japan Turule Music Festival!"
"Hahahaha~" Akina laughed happily, then came over and said coquettishly, "Is there any reward for Naoki-san?"
Looking at his girlfriend's fair cheeks and pink lips getting closer and closer, Nagayama Naoki sighed:
"You want a reward? I really can't do anything to you!"
Then he gently leaned in for a kiss~
Who is giving the reward to whom?
Two minutes later, Akina, who was breathing rapidly and her fair cheeks turned red, shyly leaned on the passenger seat and asked:
"Naoki-san, where should we go next?"
"A date! A date!" Naoki Nagayama is not the kind of impatient person. He can't just think about having sex as soon as they meet!
Nakamori Akina blinked her big black and white eyes, as if someone else had seduced him just now:
"Oh~ Where to go?"
"Well... let's go to Akihabara..." Nagayama Naoki had already made the decision, "I heard that the latest pager has been launched, and this time it can send text messages...
...Let’s go get another pair.”
"Can you send messages?!"
Akina Nakamori became happy as soon as she heard this. Doesn't this mean she can contact Naoki-san in real time?!
"Well, let's go upgrade it~"
Although there is still a long way to go with mobile phones, it seems that Big Brother will be released next year, and then real-time phone calls will be possible.
There was not much traffic at night, so Naoki Nagayama drove a convertible and quickly arrived at Akihabara's Electrical Appliance Street, where the latest comprehensive sales market for pagers was located.
But when the two of them walked into the market, they found that people were crowded in front of a TV in the market.
Relying on his height, Nagayama Naoki saw that it was the evening news on the TV screen. On the screen, a group of Yakuza members wearing black suits and white flowers were announcing Takenaka Masahisa's obituary to the media with serious faces.
"The fourth generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Masahisa Takenaka, was pronounced dead at 9 a.m. on September 6..."
"A memorial service will be held at..."
"The death of Team Leader Takenaka is the biggest loss to the Yamaguchi Team..."
Nagayama Naoki was stunned when he saw this scene.
Takenaka Masahisa actually passed away in September?! Didn’t he have to wait until early next year?! This is different from my memory!
Why is this? Has history changed? Butterfly effect?
So will the history you know also change?!
When I was a copywriter, I made extensive use of information from later generations and didn't pay attention to any changes at all. Maybe I didn't know much about Neon's history during this period.
Isn't it just that there is one more person in the entertainment industry? What impact can it have on the world?! Don't think about how important you are.
But this time, it was really different from the events in my memory!
Nagayama Naoki was lost in thought about all this, and felt a kind of fear welling up in his heart... It was the fear of the uncertainty of the future, the fear of the unknown!
"Naoki-san?"
When her arm was gently pulled, Nakamori Akina looked at her boyfriend with some worry. She had been a little distracted since she just saw the obituary on TV.
"Huh?" Naoki Nagayama responded subconsciously.
"Was the person who passed away an acquaintance of Naoki-san?" Akina Nakamori asked with some confusion, knowing that Naoki Nagayama's grandfather had a Yamaguchi-gumi background.
"It's not that I'm an acquaintance..." Naoki Nagayama shook his head, "I just heard his name before."
"Then why do you look so concerned?"
"Because...he is different now from what I knew before!"
