Chapter 244 243, It's a Big Deal to Think About Small Movies Before Going to Bed!

"Whew, breathe."

Naoki Yongshan hid at the corner of the wall, breathing quickly,

From time to time, his head looked towards the corner, as if afraid of something chasing him!

After resting for a while, I immediately started running in the opposite direction,

There are endless corridors in the dark Japanese-style building. There are no doors and windows, only Japanese-style partitions.

Naoki Yongshan, who became more and more anxious, opened a paper partition door again, impatient to escape from the building,

However, another dim room appeared in front of me, with a weird TV set full of snowflakes in the middle!

I don't know how many times,

In the dream, Naoki Naoyama also has an impression. After encountering such a room, there will be a plot like script killing.

His eyes go dark, and then he opens his eyes somewhere in the Japanese-style building, starting the cycle again.

"Ding ding ding," the phone on the wall rang,

Naoki Yongshan took the hand uncontrollably,

The sound of electric current piercing through the microphone,

Then the snowflake electricity on the TV gradually disappeared, and then a black well appeared,

Naoki Yongshan was so frightened that he slumped on the ground and wanted to move, but his whole body was like a ghost pressing a bed, unable to move at all.

He watched helplessly as a terrifying figure in white clothes emerged from the TV screen and slowly crawled up to him.

It seems that I have experienced it many times, and then my eyes will go dark, and then I will open my eyes again, but I still feel scared when I kill Naoki Nagayama in this plot,

"Miss Sadako, don't kill me"

"No. Don't come here, stay away from me!"

"Miss Sadako, don't climb on me"

"Miss Sadako, don't lick my face!!"

".Eh???"

What seems wrong?

Why did Miss Sadako suddenly stick out her tongue and lick my face? ! !

Soft, warm, and wet?

Naoki Naoyama on the bed opened his eyes!

Yutaro was pawing beside the bed, sticking out his wet tongue and licking his face

"Okay, oktaro, I'm awake! I'm awake! Stop licking!"

The bright autumn sun shines into the window, making the whole bedroom bright, and even the floor is as shiny as wax, revealing everywhere that he has returned to the real world.

Being entangled by Miss Sadako all night, Naoki Naoyama felt that he had run around in that dark Japanese-style attic for countless times, and the biological clock in the morning didn't work. Fortunately, Taro saw something wrong and saved himself from the nightmare rescued.

Rubbing Yingtaro's dog's head, "Thanks to you, Yingtaro, I encouraged you with a big bone today!"

Poured a glass of warm water and drank it, alleviating the thirst in his mouth. Only then did Yongshan Naoki realize that there was a dense layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and his pajamas also felt damp, making him very uncomfortable.

I hurried to the bathroom and took a shower, which refreshed my whole body.

Generally speaking, when a person wakes up, the content of the dream becomes blurred and may be completely forgotten, but Naoki Yongshan's nightmare last night is vivid in his mind.

“It was really a nightmare”

Naoki Yongshan had guessed before that what would happen if he recalled horror movies while sleeping, but he did not expect that this time he really fell into a terrifying dream.

Although I am not timid, I can't stand playing horror VR every day, there is still a version of the story!

After thinking about it for a long time, I really can't control my unreliable special ability.

Perhaps this is the price of stealing the future.

Maybe there's a way to avoid horror movies, though?

"Big deal, from now on, before going to bed every day, think about some small love action movies!"

Naoki Yongshan thought "viciously".

I had already taken a shower in the morning, so I didn't go for a routine morning run. Naoki Nagayama led the still fat Etaro, and walked slowly on the sidewalk near Yamazakura-in, and walked to Aoyama without knowing it. small shop.

There are three big chrysanthemums in the small flower garden at the gate of Mr. Qingshan Xin. The bright yellow flowers that are about to bloom have opened a few pieces, revealing layers of petals. .

"Boy Zhishu, how are you doing? These plates of chrysanthemums are not bad, aren't they?"

After seeing Naoki Yongshan at the door, Mr. Qingshan opened the store door, and he was even more proud to see him admiring his favorite work.

"Hey, it's really beautiful. If it's fully bloomed, it will be even more beautiful." Yongshan Naoki straightened up, as if the scent of chrysanthemums was still lingering at the tip of his nose.

"Of course, I will take these pots of imperial chrysanthemums to participate in the competition!"

"Eh? Is it the Tokyo Metropolitan Tourism Chrysanthemum Festival or the Chrysanthemum Exhibition at Meiji Jingu Shrine?

But should that all be in November? It should have withered by then, right? "

Naoki Yongshan looked at these chrysanthemums that were about to bloom, a little curious.

"How could it be that kind of high-standard exhibition?" Aoyama Shin was a little unwilling, "Although I think the chrysanthemums I raise can't lose to them."

"It is a chrysanthemum appreciation conference held by the community"

Hearing this, the grade dropped a lot all of a sudden, Naoki Yongshan showed an expression of not knowing what to say.

"You guy, don't look down on the Community Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference!" Aoyama Nobuyuki said confidently, "That's supported by the Tokyo Flower Lovers Association! The chrysanthemums participating in the competition are all top-grade!"

"Hi, hi~ I got it, I got it~" Naoki Yongshan likes beautiful flowers, but he is not very interested in this conference. "By the way, how about the Hawaiian noni fruit I brought you earlier? Have you eaten it?"

"Is that thing for people to eat?!" Aoyama Shin made tea for Naoyama Naoki, and then said, "Even if it is broken and honey is added, it still tastes weird."

"Hahaha, the main reason is the high nutritional value~" Naoki Yongshan really has nothing to argue about the taste of noni fruit.

"Who knows if you, Naoki, came here to tease me, an old man~"

"Don't blame me~" Naoki Yongshan's eyes drifted to other places in the store. Although it was indeed a good item, he might not have meant to tease him, "Has Zhike Zisang gone to school yet?"

"Of course, the Double Ninth Festival is not a holiday."

"? Double Ninth Festival?" Naoki Yongshan was stunned for a moment, "Is today the Double Ninth Festival?"

"Yeah, September 9th~ You guys don't even remember the date?" Nobuo Aoyama glanced at it in surprise, "It's muddled."

These days, the kind of calendar that is usually torn off every day is used. Naoki Naoyama never made it because he thought it was troublesome. He usually uses the date in the newspaper to determine the time, but he was not in the mood to read it this morning.

Perhaps Naoki Naoyama's thoughts fluctuated slightly after hearing the familiar festival,

"Ah, Double Ninth Festival~"

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, every festive season is the Double Ninth Festival, but although I am in a foreign land, I have no relatives to miss in my previous life

"So, didn't Naoki-san eat chestnut rice today?" Aoyama Shinobu said, "That's not okay. Eating chestnut rice can drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, and protect your health!"

Looking at Shin Aoyama with a serious face, Naoki Yongshan couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I just found out at this time that Mr. Aoyama is also an old man who believes in tradition~"

"Nani?!"

Nobuo Aoyama was about to blow his beard and stare, Naoki Naoyama quickly drank the cup of hot tea, panting from the scald,

"Hey, I see~ Let's go buy some chestnuts and make chestnut rice~"

As he said that, he took Yutaro and ran out.

I said I wanted to buy chestnuts, but in the end I actually bought a lot of things in the supermarket, such as fresh meat, vegetables, snacks and drinks, and I also bought some chrysanthemum-shaped wagashi in the supermarket, which is a special broadcast today.

Back at Yamazakura-in, I put all these in the refrigerator, and the food for the next week is ready.

At noon, I was not in the mood to make something sweet like chestnut rice, so I simply fried a large piece of steak, shared it with Taro, and then gave him all the bones of the steak. It was considered as fulfilling the big bones promised in the morning, and the little guy was very satisfied.

I don’t want to stay at home anymore in the afternoon, and I’m going to go to the studio for a walk. By the way, I’d like to ask Fangcun Dayu if he knows anyone who can run a teahouse.

Before going out, after thinking about it, I still brought chrysanthemum-shaped wagashi.

When they arrived at the studio in a convertible car, there weren't many people here, and most of the film crew's employees were dragged to the new film's studio by Shuichi Itou and Shimizu Ren.

However, Masataka Komori, who was cut off, is still there, seeing Naoki Naoki's very warm greeting:

"Naoki-san, you're here~"

"Well, I came here to discuss some things with Otomo-san. There should not be much preparation work here for Masahiro-san, right?" Naoki Naoyama asked him about his preparations for the subsequent filming,

"Hey, you can go anytime." Masataka Komori assured, patted his chest, that the photography equipment has been adjusted and can be taken away at any time, and even the team has greeted them.

"Haha, that's good~"

After Naoki Yongshan said a few words, he walked into the office. Sure enough, Otomo Yoshimura was reading the newspaper inside.

"Otomo-san, what are you doing?"

"Reading the newspaper," Otomo Fangcun said plainly, as if he was still a little upset about what happened yesterday, "Naoki-san came to tell me that he doesn't want to participate in the song festival, does he?"

"Hahaha, how is it possible, I will definitely go if I promise to go!" Naoki Naoyama still has this character, "Otomo-san, I brought you special wagashi!"

"There is nothing to be courteous about, adultery or stealing." Looking at the chrysanthemum-shaped wagashi in the package, Otomo Fangcun actually said this sentence in Chinese, "Naoki Sang's Chinese is so good, you know what it means, right?"

"How could it be, there is no bad intention!"

"Oh? Then there is nothing to ask of me?"

"Well, I still have something to trouble Otomo-san." The slap was so fast that even a thick-skinned person like Yongshan Naoki couldn't stand it.

Fangcun Dayou looked at Naoki Yongshan with such an expression as expected: "When you asked me for help before, there was no bribe. It seems that this matter is very troublesome."

"It's not very troublesome, but it's similar in nature to Araki Shigetomo." Naoki Yongshan began to explain that his teahouse needed an operator.

After hearing this, Otomo Fangcun sighed: "Naoki-san, I'm looking for Motomo Araki who runs a nightclub. At least it's because I came into contact with the world of supernatural powers, and I know some people more or less. I helped to contact Xiaoxiaokan before because it was When working in publishing, I always meet colleagues. But no matter how I think about it this time, it’s impossible for me to have anything to do with the person who opened the teahouse.”

"Why do you think I can find such a person?"

"Because it's Otomo-san!" Naoki Naoyama felt that his sincere expression at this time would definitely win an Oscar, "I believe in you!"

If it is in a hot-blooded manga, Fangcun Dayou should be full of blood at this time, his confidence will increase, and he will promise "Leave it to me!" loudly,

It's a pity that this is reality. Fangcun Dayou sighed helplessly, as if satisfying a child's rude request: "Okay, I'll look for it, don't blame me if I can't find it"

After communicating about this matter, Naoki Naoyama called Masataka Komori in, and the three of them made tea and ate wagashi, and drank afternoon tea like this.

The boss took the lead in fishing, which is really great!

Otomo Fangcun suddenly thought of something, biting a wagashi and said:

"By the way, Naoki-san, the Tokyo Film Press Conference contacted Shuyou Yinghua earlier."

"? Tokyo Film Press Conference? ブルーリボン Award (Blue Ribbon Award for Japanese Film)?" Naoyama immediately reacted. The most famous of this press conference is the Blue Ribbon Award for Japanese Film.

"Hi, it's about the nomination. If you want to provide some data about the "Convenience Store Robbery Incident", we need a VCR."

"Has the nomination started so early?" The selection events for the Japanese Film Blue Ribbon Awards are usually in January and February at the beginning of the year, and what they want to select are the premiere films of the past year.

"Hey, it's already September after all, and it's already started one after another. Besides, our "Gas Station Robbery Incident" will definitely be nominated, after all, the box office is so high."

"Isn't there "The Tale of Hachiko"?"

"This movie will definitely win an award!" Otomo Yoshimura was full of confidence. Even with the public relations of other film companies, it is impossible for this movie to fail, otherwise the Japanese film industry will lose face!

Naoki Naoyama couldn't help asking: "Then the selection of the Japanese Film Weekly Awards and Mainichi Film Awards will also start?"

"It should start one after another. The exact time may not be certain." Fangcun Dayu has not had much contact with this kind of film award selection, and plans to ask Ren Bo Qingshui carefully in the future.

"Maybe in the first two months of next year, all kinds of film awards will be Shuyou's films." Masataka Komori said with a little expectation, which surprised Naoki Naoyama and Otomo Yoshimura.

"It's really possible!" Otomo Fangcun thought for a while, "We are the one with the best box office."

Naoki Yongshan thought about the scene where Shuyou Yinghua’s films won consecutive awards, and couldn’t help laughing: “At that time, the titles in the newspapers became ‘It’s Shuyou Yinghua again! XXX movie won the XXXX award’ or ‘Ling People are shocked, Shuyou Films won all the movie trophies!' and so on."

"Hahahaha~" X3

For a time, the small office was full of joyful atmosphere.