915, it’s all the fault of that hollow rotten wood!!!
...
On summer nights, the sea breeze takes away the high temperature during the day, making the coastal town a little cooler.
As the night gets darker, at an izakaya near the port, the "Late Night Diner" sign outside begins to light up, attracting hungry diners in the middle of the night who are in urgent need of some midnight snacks to fill their empty stomachs~
"Zizzizi~"
The familiar sound of frying sounded again, and the pork chops wrapped in bread crumbs sizzled in the hot oil. The aroma of oil and meat mixed together, which made people's mouth water.
However, this time it was not his eldest brother Nagayama Aoki who was cooking, but his father Takeshi Nagayama. Moreover, he was not cooking for the actors of "Midnight Diner", but for a regular customer.
When I was filming "Late Night Diner", I said that if there are hungry guests, we can eat together as long as they don't block the camera.
"The fried pork chop is actually wrapped in egg liquid and fried again? How to eat it?" Haotian Dashou, a regular customer sitting in a remote corner, was a little surprised when he saw the unusual cuisine.
"The menu was created by Naoki...I heard it was specially prepared for the show "Midnight Diner"."
"Jiansang..." Looking at the camera and microphone next to him with some curiosity, Haotian Dashou asked quietly, "Am I going to be on camera even if I'm sitting here?"
"Do you want to be on camera?" Faced with regular customers, Nagayama Ken was not so reticent, but joked, "I can ask Naoki to let you show up!"
Just slide the camera over, even he himself has been photographed many times.
"...Let's forget it!" The regular customer hesitated and gave up, "My face will scare the kids if it is shown on TV!"
Looking at the faces of regular customers who had been ravaged by the sea breeze, Yongshan Ken nodded:
"Daimou-san, you are still somewhat self-aware..."
"..." Haotian Dashou was silent for a moment, as if he was choked by Yongshan Ken's sudden cold joke. His lips trembled for a long time before he said, "...you scheming bastard
Old thing!"
"..."
Naturally, the whispers between the two elderly people did not attract too much attention from the program crew. At this time, Nagayama Naoki's main attention was on the actors in front of him.
He looked at the actors eating food in the camera lens, and whispered to Matsuo Souo:
"At this time, you don't need too many expressions.
At present, Neon actors all like to use exaggerated expressions to perform...
But it may be possible in other TV series, but in "Late Night Diner", we filmed ordinary low-level people..."
"There are not many looks, no bloody fights, no fierce conflicts, and no ups and downs of the story..."
"Remember, we are all ordinary people... Come to have an ordinary late-night snack and talk about ordinary daily worries..."
Souo Matsuo listened very carefully. Although such a plot without any ripples may be contrary to the common sense of the current film, such a plain and eloquent story is the life of ordinary people!
This simplest warmth is the source of the charm of this TV series!
"Ka!" Nagayama Naoki suddenly shouted Ka, and said to the young actor in the middle, "Muzo-kun, don't be so exaggerated when you say 'Ou Yixi'! Are you also so exaggerated when you eat the food cooked by your mother at home?
?!"
"...Mom's cooking tastes terrible..." Fujimura Musashi said it with a hint of disgust.
"...."
Naoki Nagayama subconsciously turned around and looked at Mrs. Fujimura sitting in the rest area outside the camera...
Sure enough, Obasan's face was already a little red, and he clenched his hands and waved at his son... It looked like he would inevitably get a beating when he went back~
However, looking at Fujimura Musashi's indifferent expression, he was obviously used to it. Nagayama Naoki didn't know whether he should envy this kind of mother-son relationship or something else...
All in all, it should be a pretty close relationship~
"Ahem... In short, just say 'delicious' normally, don't be too exaggerated..." After Naoki Nagayama explained, he motioned to the crew to start filming again...
"On your feet...Action!"
So, the filming of "Late Night Diner" continued...
It was almost early in the morning before today's shooting mission was completed. Naoki Nagayama had a small meeting with the crew before getting off work.
"Mina-san, let's take a good rest today. Tomorrow afternoon we will go outside to shoot some off-set scenes."
"Hi!" "No problem..."
This is written in the shooting schedule, so naturally no one will have any objections.
"Also..." Naoki Nagayama urged, "Our "Midnight Diner" will be released in September, less than a week away...
There should be a preview now, you can go to TV Tokyo to take a look..."
"Hi!" This time the answer was more exciting.
"Okay, today's work is over, let's get out of here!"
After hearing this, the crew quickly packed up the cameras and other equipment, moved them to the van outside, and then followed the van back to the hotel.
Nagayama Naoki grabbed Matsuo Souo again:
"Zongsheng-kun, after the filming ends tomorrow, I'm going to Fukuoka...so the day after tomorrow depends on you!"
"Hi!" Matsuo Souo nodded. After trying for a while, he felt that he had no problem. "What are you doing in Fukuoka, Naoki-san?"
"...Children shouldn't ask too much about adults' matters!"
"..."
After the izakaya finally locked the door, Nagayama Naoki and his eldest brother Nagayama Aoki drove the truck towards their home.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Naoki...How is the writing of the script of "Hyatoden: New World" going?" Nagayama Aoki said about this grandfather's story.
The autobiographical script is somewhat curious.
"Hahaha, I just wrote the beginning..." Nagayama Naoki said with a smile, "The outline is finished, but it will take a long time to finish!"
"Then can I take a look first?" asked the eldest brother Aoki, "I will return it to you after reading it... I promise not to damage it..."
The script is not a novel...eh? It seems that it is not impossible to read it as a novel...
"Okay, I'll give it to you when I get home..."
Anyway, it’s just pieces of manuscript paper, so I’m not afraid of splitting them.
........
The rainy season has just begun in Fukuoka Prefecture, and it is humid and hot.
The venue where Akina Nakamori held her concert in Fukuoka was Chuo Ward, which was very prosperous and the temperature did not drop at all.
"It's so hot in Fukuoka!" Akina Nakamori wiped the sweat from her forehead. She just warmed up her body and the sweat kept flowing down.
"Yeah..." Ueda Maki was flipping through the makeup box beside her, "So this time the makeup must not be afraid of sweating..."
"Isn't the air conditioning in the clubhouse good?" Akina Nakamori asked.
"In such a big space, the temperature can't drop much..." Ueda Maki said, "And it's even harder to drop when there are more people...the humidity is also very high..."
In short, the air conditioning system of this era is not good~
"..." Akina Nakamori stopped talking. There was nothing we could do about it~
After going to the bathroom to wash her face, Akina Nakamori started applying makeup in front of the makeup mirror, but suddenly asked:
"Has Naoki-san contacted you?"
"Naoki-san?" Ueda Maki was stunned for a moment, "It doesn't seem like it... Fusano-san doesn't seem to have said it either."
"Then how did he come in..." Akina Nakamori was a little surprised, "If there is no ticket..."
"If Naoki-san comes in, there will be no need for a ticket..."
After the staff recognizes Naoki Nagayama's face, they will definitely let him in... Who doesn't know that Akina Nakamori and Naoki Nagayama are already engaged?
Do you have to be a stumbling block who doesn’t understand the world?!
"Alas... Naoki-san didn't say when he would come over..." Nakamori Akina had a phone call with Nagayama Naoki last night. She only knew that he would come to Fukuoka to attend her concert today.
But no specific time was given.
This makes Akina very confused now~
While the two people in the lounge of the performance venue were chatting about a certain man, Naoki Nagayama had secretly arrived outside the venue.
After getting off the plane, I took a taxi directly to the performance venue. Then I put on the director's sun protection hat and blended into a group of fans waiting to enter the venue. In such a hot weather, who would take a closer look at the appearance of the people next to me.
....Wearing a sun hat!
Then I looked left and right, and sure enough, I bumped into the eyes of someone looking around...
The look confirmed that you are the person I am looking for!
This is the traditional NPC that is indispensable in every concert - scalper!
Naoki Nagayama felt certain in his heart and walked over quietly, like a spy contact:
"Are there any tickets left?"
"Yes, yes!"
“Good location?”
“The price will be high!”
"No problem. Where is the front row closest to the stage?"
"this....."
Originally, this was a prime position reserved for him. He was also a fan of Akina Nakamori.
"You don't know! This position is reserved for myself!"
Nagayama Naoki asked doubtfully: "You have a job like yours and you also go to concerts?"
"This guest, you have misunderstood... Akina-chan is my beloved idol, the treasure of my heart... the best place for her concert..."
After hesitating for a moment, Yellow Ox gritted his teeth and said firmly,
“Gotta pay more!!!”
"..."
In the end, with a premium of ten times, Naoki Nagayama won the best seat in the front row!
.......
As the sun gradually sets in the west, the opening time of the concert is finally coming... The fans who have been waiting outside for a long time queue up in order and walk towards the venue.
The air conditioning was fully turned on in the huge venue, so it was a bit cool at the beginning... But with thousands of people stationed, thousands of small 37-degree stoves gathered together, and soon
It exceeded the power of the air conditioner, and the place started to get hot~
After everyone entered the venue, the lights in the venue began to dim, waiting for the performance to begin.
The humming voice kept ringing, and then it became a buzzing discussion. Fans were waiting for Akina Nakamori to appear later, and in the gloom where his face could not be seen clearly, Naoki Nagayama was also mixed in.
One of them was chatting with a fan he just met next to him.
"I came here from Hokkaido just to see Akina's performance!" Kashiwagi Hodaka, who has not yet graduated from high school, has a light beard around his mouth.
"That's really far!" Nagayama Naoki nodded, "You are really a loyal fan of Akina!"
"Of course, I am about to join the Guards!" Kashiwagi Hodaka said with a smile, "My name is Kashiwagi Hodaka, brother, where are you from?"
"I came from Shizuoka." Naoki Nagayama said.
"That's not that close!" Kashiwagi Hodaka calculated subconsciously, "We also need to take a plane, right?"
"Yeah, I have a flight at noon..." Naoki Nagayama nodded, "Fortunately, I caught up with the concert!"
"That's not easy!" Kashiwagi Hodaka sighed and patted Nagayama Naoki's arm, "It seems that you must also be a loyal fan of Akina!"
"..." From a certain point of view, this is a good statement. He is a fan of his wife, so this is normal~
After a brief silence, Kashiwagi Hodaka looked at the curtain and changed the topic:
"Sigh... I wonder if Akina-chan will bring that again this time..."
"Which one?"
"That's it, the engagement ring!" Kashiwagi Hodaka suddenly became angry, "The sapphire ring! Akina-chan wears it in every concert now!"
"That's it~" Nagayama Naoki was a little happy.
"Yeah, it's all that hollow rotten wood!" Kashiwagi Hogao snorted.
"That's the guy who proposed!" Kashiwagi Hodaka said bluntly, "It's all because of that hollow rotten wood!"
"...."
Turns out it was me! Nagayama Naoki was speechless... What's going on without a heart...
"Why is there no heart? Why is it just rotten wood again?"
"Because I have no heart... I got Akina-chan's heart and still spread scandals with others!" Kashiwagi Hodaka said angrily, "And wasn't he even photographed going to a nightclub recently?! He went to a nightclub to hang out without paying attention. He was so hollow.
A piece of wood!”
Ah... I went to a nightclub with Brother Feng and was photographed by the paparazzi... But luckily it was from behind. The newspaper could only say it was speculation, so it only took up a little space...
It didn't cause any public controversy...
However, Akina’s fans are a bit indignant!
"A guy like this actually wants to steal our Akina! He must be trying to keep Akina at home all to himself.
"But there's something really cool about hollow wood...I actually bought such an expensive engagement ring. I asked the jewelry store and it cost at least several million!"
Indeed, the sapphire ring cost hundreds of thousands of dollars... It's not that there are more expensive ones, but Naoki Nagayama was worried that Akina might not wear the too expensive jewelry...
"If I were rich, I would definitely give Akina a ring like that! But it would have to be full of diamonds!" Hodaka Kashiwagi said with great expectation, "In that case, if I propose, Akina will definitely agree, you say so.
Bar?!"
"...It's unlikely..." Nagayama Naoki moved his mouth slightly and suppressed his smile.
"Eh? Why?" Kashiwagi Hogao raised his head and looked over.
Just at this time, the lights on the main stage started to light up. As the curtain slowly opened, Akina, who was wearing a royal blue singing uniform, had already posed for singing... and the music was about to start~
Nagayama Naoki looked directly into his eyes: "Because Akina has already agreed to my proposal!"
"You...you, you, you!" Kashiwagi Hodaka seemed to have clearly seen the appearance of the person next to him, and his tone became excited.
"By the way, I have a name...my name is Nagayama Naoki...not some hollow piece of wood! Remember it!"
As if to retaliate, Naoki Nagayama patted Kashiwagi Hodaka hard on the back, putting a mask of pain on his face.
"Okay, the show has begun! Just concentrate on me and enjoy it!!!"
"...."
Kashiwagi Hodaka was speechless until the sound of strong music sounded in his ears...
