As everyone arrived, under the call of the host Iori Murakami, everyone drank a large glass of beer together (except for minors), regardless of whether they liked drinking or not, and whether they were allergic to alcohol or not.
Consistency, and then depending on personal circumstances, change to soju, sake, or drinks, feel free to do so.
In terms of cuisine, Iori Murakami ordered a set meal, which was left to the chef's discretion. According to one of the four major principles circulated in the Japanese cuisine industry: the deliciousness of the food cannot exceed the original taste of the ingredients. As a result, the food was relatively light, and at the same time
In order to pay attention to the principle of choosing ingredients according to the solar terms to replenish the body, according to the current month, the ingredients are mainly shellfish, conger eel, amberjack, veal, wolfberry, bracken, and tofu, and are seasoned with sansho pepper to remove the cold.
It still looks pretty good, very delicate and beautiful, but for the taste of northerners like Chihara Rinto, it is not worth the money. The only advantage is that the plate is beautiful and the bowls and dishes are in good shape.
Michiko firmly occupied the seat next to Qianhara Rinto without wavering. She really tried her best. She rolled up her little sleeves and kept serving him dishes. She even took the clams, dipped them in the seasonings, and put them on the table.
On the plate, just feed him directly.
After eating like this for a while, Qianhara Rinto felt a little embarrassed while enjoying it, and whispered: "Just pretend, you can eat too."
This was so attentive, as if he was really treating the master. He was a little afraid that this little girl would get a basin to wash his feet later. This was no joke. According to tradition, disciples who entered the house were really obliged to wash the master's feet.
Michiko also whispered back: "Master, don't worry about it. Instead of being humble, I would rather do some work. Besides, I can't eat most of the things here."
Chihara Rinto suddenly remembered that in order to maintain a delicate little face and a perfect photogenic figure, this little girl needs to control her diet. She can basically only eat vegetables and leaves, especially since her mother is still sitting not far away.
I have been following Iori Murakami, constantly getting close to her, and helping her entertain guests. Perhaps between the bald director and the female producer, Iori Murakami, who is also a woman, feels safer and easier to talk to.
As for the chief creative writer, he has his daughter to deal with it. I feel that Huacai’s role in the next season is stable!
Chihara Rinto looked at it twice, thought about it, and felt that he couldn't just enjoy it, but had to fulfill his obligations as a master. He took Michiko's chopsticks and picked up a large piece of charcoal-roasted veal. When it cooled down a little, he looked at it sideways.
When Nanbu Ryoko was toasting to Murakami Iori, he stuffed this large piece of beef into Michiko's little mouth with lightning speed.
Michiko is very greedy for meat. Eating a piece of fried chicken can make her eyes red with excitement. As soon as this large piece of oily and fragrant beef entered her mouth, her taste buds were strongly stimulated, and her two big eyes lit up instantly. She was very cooperative.
He lowered his head and chewed fiercely, his little mouth squirming desperately, not caring about anything, and Qianhara Rinto laughed softly: "Eat it secretly. If she sees it, she can push it back to me."
Michiko can't speak now and can only nod her head. This master recognizes his worth. In the future, he will provide for him until he retires and his tombstone will be gilded!
After everyone had eaten for a while, Murakami Iori raised glasses again and again to celebrate the success of the shooting, breaking the record, and the sales of the work, and wine is for sex... No, wine is the lubricant of social situations, no matter how stupid it is
After drinking, people became obviously more excited, spoke louder, and laughed boldly, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively.
Everyone didn't need to be persuaded by the host Iori Murakami. She couldn't persuade fifty or sixty people, so they all took the initiative to drink. Good friends drank together, and those who were unfamiliar with them also drank together. Some people began to leave their seats, holding wine.
Bottle wanders around the house, exchanging feelings.
Chihara Rinto is the main target of the toast. People may not say it clearly, but the first season of "Shiqi" is so brilliant mainly because of the excellent script. It really makes every short drama from beginning to end extremely good.
Exquisite, even the small part dedicated to idols is very interesting to talk about.
Therefore, as long as you are not mentally retarded or blind, you will know that it is possible to have such a good life today, and Qianhara Rinto’s contribution to the first place is absolutely hopeless. No one will have any objections, and it must be respected.
Chihara Rinto is not pretentious, he will try his best to have a drink with someone who is toasting. He usually doesn't drink, but he doesn't want to appear too unique on such a festive day, and Michienko is very attentive, and the alcohol content he gets for him is very low.
, it tastes more like vinegar and is not intoxicating at all. After drinking two glasses of it, not only did he not feel anything, but he also wanted to eat dumplings. The more he drank, the more it tasted like rice vinegar.
The people in the working group toasted mainly to express their feelings. No one dared to challenge him and insist on having a drink with him. Although he felt good about himself and felt that he always smiled slightly and had absolutely no airs, people with strength would do it anywhere.
He received special respect, no matter how approachable he smiled, no one in the work team, regardless of age, dared to be too rude in front of him.
After getting along with him for three months, everyone in the working group was convinced of him. After expressing their respect, they left directly without even daring to disturb him too much.
Those agents would stay and chat a few words, exchange business cards, and get to know each other. This is one of the reasons why they come to join in the fun even if they pay money. They all feel that "Shiqi" can become a popular national drama in 1995.
, then it’s worth paying a little price to get to know such a promising and talented screenwriter.
"Shiqi" is still very valuable in their eyes. Although it is not easy to become popular, it is enough for the actors under them to maintain their popularity and gain some popularity.
As he drank more and more, the atmosphere became more and more heated. Fujii Arima began to dance with Yoshizaki Shingo, and there was no shortage of artists here. Many familiar female artists came to show off their skills and sang and danced happily.
, Nanbu Ryoko also wanted to join in the fun, and wanted Michiko to dance the wave dance, but Chihara Rinto stopped her. This kind of restaurant provides entertainment and comedy performances by comedians. You can order, even if there are not so many entertainers present, there will be fun.
But look, don’t torment your daughter. If not, just do a bob dance!
This group of people started at about six o'clock and worked hard until about eleven o'clock. After having exhausted all the pressure and fatigue accumulated over a long period of time, they started to make a fuss and prepare to disperse. And it was not over by this time. They were in small groups.
He shouted to continue drinking, with the attitude of being drunk now and counting everyone to death.
Qianyuan Rinto stopped joining in the fun. At this time, he was the most sober person. Seeing that he could still walk on his own, he went to continue the stall. These people also forcibly took away many unconscious guys, and again
He loaded the already drunk Fujii Arima and Yoshizaki Shingo into the taxi, and then helped Michiko put the not sober Nanbu Ryoko into the taxi and send them away together. By the way, he also wrote down the license plate number just in case.
1. After Michiko got in the car, she lay on the back window and waved to him repeatedly, and wiped her mouth, saying that she was very happy with her meal today, thank you Master!
Chihara Rinto couldn't help but smile and turned around to send Murakami Iori away. Although Murakami Iori drank as little as possible, she was still a little staggering at the moment. She held his hand and fell silent.
After a long time, he said forcefully: "Qianyuan, thank you!"
Chihara Rinto was very helpless. He created more than 30 drunkards in five hours, and even the producer couldn't escape. He was really convinced! Japanese people are not very good at drinking, but they really like to drink. When they get together, they start drinking and stop drinking.
I can't stop it. I'm probably under too much pressure and want to vent whenever I find an opportunity.
He twitched his hand but did not take it out. He could only smile and said: "Ms. Murakami, you are drunk. I will call a car for you. You can go home quickly."
"I'm not drunk!" Murakami Iori emphasized forcefully, and then remained silent for a long time before he could organize his words, but still repeated what he said before, "Thank you, Qianhara."
"It's nothing. Anyone else would give it to you." Chihara Rinto wanted to call a taxi, but couldn't do it, so he could only persuade her gently: "It's really time to go home, Miss Murakami. If you have anything to say, we'll talk to you tomorrow."
"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about what happened before." Murakami Iori still refused to let go and insisted: "Remember... uh, remember the first time we met?"
"Of course I remember." Qianhara Rinto said helplessly: "Thank you for trusting me and giving me a chance."
Murakami Iori shook his head: "You gave me the opportunity, Qianyuan, thank you... Yes, that's what I want to say. You did everything you said. You gave me the opportunity to prove myself. I can really lead a good person."
No one can look down on me anymore." After a pause, she became confused, and whispered: "I like the show "Shiqi" very much, and I hope you can stay forever, but I can feel it, Qianyuan you
Have greater ambitions, no, you can't say that, it's rude, it should be said to be enterprising! You are different from us, you have greater enterprising spirit, and you will not stay here forever to enjoy this level of success, then
I will help you watch your first show and let it exist as long as possible... This is also my first show. It is my child. I will take good care of it. You don't have to worry about anything... Also
, if there is anything you need me to do, you can tell me directly, no need to hide anything, I will try my best to help, this is the reward I should give you."
Alcohol made her speak in a confused order, and her words did not match her words. She basically lost her logical ability, so she said that wine is not a good thing, it is completely the devil. No matter how smart a person is, she can't fight against it. As long as she is not a fool, she should drink as little as possible, and
Chihara Rinto secretly sighed. He thought he had hidden his thoughts well enough. Unexpectedly, Murakami Iori, a white-bone spirit, knew it in his heart, but he never said it. If he hadn't been so drunk now, he would have been able to hold it in till now.
passed away.
Sure enough, no one in this world is a fool.
Taking advantage of the distraction of Iori Murakami talking, he took out his hand, waved for a taxi, and smiled at the same time: "Yes, I understand, Miss Murakami, I will speak up if necessary, but don't worry about anything, we
They are friends, and I will not be sorry to the friends who have helped me...Okay, we will talk about this later, you go home first and have a good sleep."
Murakami Iori didn't resist anymore and was put into the taxi obediently. Chihara Rinto was worried that something would happen to her alone, so he hesitated and followed her into the car. He sent her directly to the downstairs of the apartment and rang the doorbell.
After notifying her parents, she was handed over to the apartment manager.
Another lesson learned. It turns out that the one who is not drunk at the dinner party is the most unlucky and has to wipe the butts of all the drunks.
While he was complaining like this, he took the same taxi back to his apartment. Perhaps it was the power of alcohol that made him relax. He leaned on the backrest and looked out the window with joy, watching the bright lights in the distance.
Tokyo Tower, glowing white and orange, suddenly disappeared into the night sky.
It's midnight, a new day, a new journey, a new beginning.