Chapter 225 224, Girls at This Age Really Know Everything...

Chapter 225 224, Girls at this age really know everything

The weather in Tokyo in June is actually more suitable for driving a convertible sports car, but it is natural to go out and show off when you buy a new car.

Naoki Yongshan drove his Toyota Century to the studio. As expected, all the cars gave way one after another, not only because this car was bigger than others, but also because the people who drove this car were not dignitaries. It's the boss of the gangster, who can't be messed with anyway.

Naoki Yongshan used their reputation as a fraud.

After coming to the studio, Naoki Naoyama did not over-promote, but just walked into the editing room silently, and began to finish the film with the other two.

However, Fangcun Dayou, who came late, still found out:

"Naoki-san, you bought a new car!"

"Hey, didn't I say it before, the current car is too small to carry many people, so I bought a bigger one."

Itou Shuichi still didn't know, and asked suspiciously: "Did you buy a truck?"

Yoshimura Otomo said with a smile: "Shuichi-san, Naoki-san bought a Japanese Rolls-Royce."

"Nani?"

As a Japanese native, I knew it as soon as I heard the name, and I didn’t even care about the movie. I told Masataka Komori to continue working, and then I couldn’t wait to go out to watch, "It’s really the Toyota Century!"

Yoshimura Otomo and Naoki Nagayama followed, and Shuichi Ido looked at the black Toyota Century with envy in his eyes.

"Naoki-san, isn't this kind of car generally driven by professional drivers? The back seat is the seat of the boss!"

Itang Xiuyi sat in the back row, touching here and there, looking like a child,

In fact, this was what happened in front of Naoki Nagayama and Otomo Yoshimura, it was purely a joy among good friends, if it was someone else who was farther away, at this time Shuichi Ido would probably only say a few words of praise reservedly.

"Hahaha, if Naoki-san drives us somewhere in the future, won't I become Zhishu's boss?"

Naoki Yongshan shook his head: "Hahaha, so this car will only carry important people~ Don't even think about Xiu Yisang!"

"How can you do this! Naoki-san, it's not good for you~"

In addition to the red envelope given to the sales manager Akihiro Hirayama, the Toyota Century cost about 20 million yuan. This price is already the wages of ordinary white-collar workers who work for 4 or 5 years without eating or drinking.

After everyone calmed down, Naoki Naoyama said to Otomo Yoshimura: "Otomo-san, your car should also be replaced. When the share of this movie comes down, you can also buy a sports car."

Although Fangcun Dayou was very envious, he still shook his head; "The share of this movie should be similar to last time, and there are still many things to spend money on, just change to a more ordinary car."

In fact, Yoshimura Otomo and Ido Shuichi both felt that with such a temporary idea, there is a high probability that the film produced may be even worse, because in 1978 Japan also produced a film about humans and animals called "The Story of a Fox". ", the box office is very average.

The ideal effect is nothing more than the same as the previous "Convenience Store Robbery Incident".

"Otomo-san, the box office this time must be beyond your imagination!" Naoki Yongshan promised, "I will definitely be able to change to a better car by then."

On the way home from school, Rieko, who just entered the third grade of middle school, habitually walked into the bookstore along the way,

At the end of every month, if she has enough pocket money left, she will buy an interesting detective novel in the bookstore as the last reward of the month and also a pastime for the next month.

As for novels such as youth love, hate, love and hatred, for her who is still in love, they are like kindergarten reading materials.

As usual, the bookstore is full of the fragrance of ink, and books are stacked neatly on the shelves, waiting for the blessing of book lovers.

At some point, a new novel quietly appeared on the recommendation shelf of the bookstore, covered with a layer of snow, with only two simple words - "Love Letter".

As if struck by the title of the book, Rieko accidentally picked up the youth novel that she wasn't interested in, and started flipping through it.

"Is the male lead already dead? Then how can we fall in love?" Thinking this way in her heart, the interest came, and Rieko was addicted to it all at once.

"How are you? I'm fine!" Rieko read out unconsciously when she saw this.

"You're fine, but I'm not"

Suddenly, such words came from the ear, which startled Rieko.

It turned out to be the uncle of the bookstore, and he continued, "Rieko-chan, do you want to finish the book standing up?"

I often buy books here, and Rieko is already very familiar with the store manager, but familiarity is familiar, and prostitution is not allowed!

Rieko blushed, and hurriedly bowed: "Private Masai! I watched it accidentally."

Then he hurriedly took out his wallet: "How much do you want?"

Seeing that the customer wanted to pay, the shop manager didn't say anything anymore: "Makoto is 1,000 yen, but if it's Rieko, I'll give you a 10% discount, 900 yen."

"Arigado! The store manager, Sang, is so kind!" Rieko was very happy.

"But doesn't Rieko like detective novels more? Why are you reading romance novels today?" the store manager asked casually while looking for change,

Rieko muttered a little embarrassedly: "I was suddenly attracted."

After receiving the change, he walked out of the bookstore quickly.

On the one hand, I was eager to leave the awkward atmosphere of the bookstore, and on the other hand, I also wanted to go home early to read novels.

Today's movie editing has entered the final fine-tuning. In order to make the movie smoother, plus opening and closing credits, there is no need to sit in the editing room by myself.

Naoki Nagayama, who had returned to Yamazakura-in early, slumped down on the sofa, casually flipping through the magazines on the coffee table,

There is actually a letter in the magazine!

This thin letter was sandwiched between two magazines. I took the magazine back a few days ago and put it directly on the coffee table. I didn't read it carefully, so I missed it.

I looked at the sender, and it turned out to be unknown, but judging from the address, this letter was sent from Akina Nakamori's apartment~

After taking it apart, a large piece of text was written inside a piece of letter paper, every sentence was not systematic at all.

To Naoki-san:

"Naoki-san's novel is really wonderful~ I stayed up all night and finished reading it~"

"The manager said that the dark circles under my eyes are all Naoki-san's fault, why is the writing so attractive!"

"A few days ago, I took a good-looking magazine cover, and I want to spend more time on the beach." "Summer is really here, and I ate delicious cold noodles~"

"A new song is about to be released, a very strange song, like a bad guy." "When can I sing the song sent by Naoki-san?"

"I'm so tired, work or something" "After writing this sentence, I'm going to sleep~"

"I'm fine, how are you?"

Akina

Looking at this somewhat messy letter, Naoki Naoyama felt a little cordial, Akina seemed to be lying on the sofa like himself, let his thoughts fly wild, started to say a sentence or two when he thought of something, and ended the chat when he had nothing to say.

But this letter, the average person may not know what he is expressing after reading it, right?

Looking at this strange style of writing, Naoki Yongshan couldn't help being a little amused, and decided to keep all Akina's letters. It must be very interesting to make a collection book in the future.

But at this time, as expected, I still have to write a reply letter, let alone make a phone call, maybe I haven't returned home after being so busy.

Naoki Yongshan walked up to the second floor and came to the piano room. How should the letter be written?

Nakamori Akina's language style is really difficult to reproduce, forget it, just follow your own~

"Zhiming Vegetable Sauce,

I received a letter from Akina-chan, which was sandwiched between two magazines, so I almost missed it. Fortunately no~

But staying up late to read novels is said by the agent. It really is that the novel is too attractive, I am really sorry, I will try to correct it next time~

This year's summer seems to come very early. When I was eating at Kikunoi, I was surprised to eat a sashimi made of fresh lotus leaves. It is said that this year's lotus bloomed half a month earlier. In addition, sashimi is beautiful and delicious~

When it was hot last year, I traveled by car to the mountains. The temperature on Nagano Mountains was several degrees lower. The colorful forests, strange stones, lush grasslands and unknown colorful flowers made people feel like walking into the mountains. Among the comics, I really want to read it again.

But I went to see the mountains last year, and I plan to go to see the sea this summer. Although I am a Shizuoka person who grew up by the sea, I always feel like I have never understood the sea.

How about going to Honolulu? I plan to go after the release of the movie I am currently making. If many people say yes, there must be something particularly attractive.

Didn't I already get the tape of the song for Akina-chan? I’ve already heard it, it’s very good, so I carefully collected it, and my friends won’t let them listen to it when they come home, hahaha~

Before I knew it, a piece of letter paper was filled, and Sakura Taro was already looking at me with a rice bowl in his mouth.

Mincai sauce also remember to eat well~

above!

not well-known”

After I finished writing it, I read it again from beginning to end.

Naoki Yongshan couldn't help asking himself? Is this really a letter written by people with more than 50 years of experience?

It's a mess, and the words are very strange, but there is an inexplicable sincerity,

"Forget it, let's leave it at that, anyway, I don't expect it to be included in a collection of books like "Seeing Letters Like Me""

After quickly sealing it, Naoki Yongshan put the letter on the table in the restaurant, and he was going to deliver it when he was going for a walk at night.

"Wow woof!" (I'm starving!)

"Okay, Taro, don't worry, I'll prepare dog food for you!"

"How did it grow into a dog who always cooks?"

"Woof, woof, woof!" (Long body, understand?)

In the junior high school class on the second day, Rieko looked at the leaves blown by the wind in the sun outside the window, a little absent-minded,

"The curtains in the classroom are also white gauze."

Yume Tomita, who is at the same table and best friend, came over to care during the lunch break: "Rieko-chan, why did you look distracted in the morning? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm thinking about something."

"Is it an attractive case plot?" Tomita Yume also likes detective novels, thinking that Rieko is fascinated by a certain novel, "Which novel? Have I read it? Is it new?"

"If it's a novel, it's a novel."

Coincidentally at this time, the male classmate who was sitting by the window came back from dinner. He was in the same primary school class and the same middle school class, and he was called his childhood sweetheart Yasushi Shimizu.

Although the weather is a bit hot, but it's not time to take off the black school uniform, I can only untie the collar a little, revealing the white shirt inside, which makes me feel more refined.

Still feeling hot, he stood up, opened the window as far as it would go,

A gust of wind blew in, blowing up the white curtains, gently blowing the hair of the boy leaning against the window, and also blowing the heart of Rieko who was peeking at the table next door.

Shimizu Yasushi seemed to sense something, looked back, and found that Rieko was looking at this side, he was a little puzzled:

"Rieko-chan, what's wrong?"

"Ah?! This Arnold"

Rieko, who has always been carefree with boys, is suddenly a little speechless at this time. The combination of the scene just now and the plot in "Love Letter" is obviously a friendship from childhood to adulthood. Yasushi Shimizu is a little different.

Thinking about it carefully, Shimizu Yasushi is indeed gentle, fair and tall

How could such an idea be expressed in front of classmates?

But if you don't say anything, the atmosphere will be even more strange.

what to do? ?

Rieko kept encouraging herself, trying to force herself to say something to get over the awkward atmosphere, but unknowingly she said something even stranger:

"Arnold, Yasushi-chan, can you pick up that book on the table."

"Eh? This book?"

Although Shimizu Yasushi felt a little weird,

But he still picked up the prose book on the table that was used for appreciation in the previous Chinese class, "Is that so?"

"Then look!" Rieko increased her voice.

"??? What's wrong with the book?" Shimizu Yasushi turned the pages in more doubt,

At this time, another gust of wind blew over,

The white gauze curtain and the boy reading a book. Rieko is a little lost.

"It's really similar~"

After watching from the sidelines for a long time, Yume Tomita asked softly, "What does it look like?"

"It's like the scene in the book~"

"what book?"

""love letter""

At this time Rieko suddenly came back to her senses, her face turned red

A sly smile flashed across Tomita Yume's face, "Ah la la, so it's "Love Letter"~ Rieko-chan is actually reading it"

Rieko immediately covered the mouth of her buddy: "Stop talking!!!"

Tomita Yume hurriedly broke free, and then threatened in a low voice: "Lend me the book! Otherwise, Rieko-chan, you don't want everyone to know about this, do you?"

".Okay." Rieko compromised, "You Mei-chan, you just spoke like a wretched LSP in comics."

"Hey~~~Rieko-chan, what manga are you reading?"

Japanese junior high school students at this age really know everything.

And Yasushi Shimizu, who has been standing in front of the window, flipped through the book from beginning to end, but found nothing.

"Rieko-chan, what happened to this book?"

And Rieko didn't know how to explain this time,

He could only reply sullenly: "Ah ho."

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Wiping my full attendance, I was so happy to write it that I forgot to post it