257 Chapter 256, I Can't Give You a Bento with Love

On the coastal road from Shizuoka to Tokyo, Naoki Naoyama wears sunglasses and listens to CityPop very comfortably.

Today is a rare sunny day, the warm sun is very comfortable on the body, the salty sea breeze is on the face, and there is also a refreshing feeling, even the co-pilot's Yantaro opened his mouth with a smile, Stick out your tongue.

Naoki Nagayama didn’t take Shuichi Ido with him when he returned to Tokyo, that guy should experience it for a few more days, anyway, a living person can always come back by himself,

And Naoki Yongshan came back early today, so it was naturally Fangcun Dayou who called his hometown last night, and had a gentle and candid communication, especially when the microphone said calmly, "If you can't make it, I will call you After the threat of unloading eight pieces", Naoki Naoyama could only go out early in the morning.

Fortunately, the Silver Valley Music Festival is in the afternoon, and there is still time~

After returning to Tokyo, it was only 9:00, Naoki Nagayama of course returned to the Yamazakura-in in Chiyoda first, so he wanted to put Etaro down anyway,

After arriving home, the dog was also very excited, and began to routinely mark it. Several times he tried to rear his legs in the room, but was photographed by Naoki Yongshan with a slipper.

Now that the dog is about to grow up, he already feels a little bit stronger, and he is no longer afraid that a dog will be broken in and stolen when he is at home.

After all, it was a formal occasion. Naoki Yongshan took a bath, changed into a set of dark clothes, and prepared today's dog food for the dog before going out. After all, there must be a dinner party after the Silver Valley Music Festival. Definitely not coming back for dinner.

I drove to the studio again. Thanks to Shuichi Toi, the studio became more popular this time. I saw Naoki Nagayama coming. The section of the road from the gate to the office called "Naoki-san" Saying hello never stopped.

Opening the door of the office, Fangcun Dayu was indeed inside, wearing a formal suit,

"Otomo-san, you look very handsome today~"

"Our Ito Junko is likely to win the award. As a representative of the firm, of course we should dress better." Fangcun Otomo put down the invitation card in his hand, "Naoki-san actually caught up, I thought you would arrive in the afternoon .”

"Well, Otomo-san has made such a sincere request, then I must give face~"

"Oh? I didn't expect my 'face' to be so easy to use. I must use it more next time." Fangcun Otomo looked at Naoki Yongshan and teased, "Like a song or something~"

"I've already said it~ Otomo-san, that song is not suitable for Junko-chan~"

Naoki Yongshan patted his forehead. After this guy stared at his inventory, he mentioned a sentence or two from time to time, and he never gave up.

"Dayou-san, you haven't eaten the fruit of face, not everyone wants to give you face!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fangcun Dayou was still entangled, there was a knock on the door, it was Masataka Komori,

"Naoki-san, the material of the movie has been sorted out, would you like to see it?"

Naoki Nagayama followed Masataka Komori to the editing room as if he had received an amnesty, and while there was still some time in the morning, he could start the work first~

To make it clearer, the curtains were drawn in the already dimly lit editing room. If it weren’t for a cold light, it would be the same as a secret room. Masataka Komori’s two good shooting materials are being placed on the editing table in the order of the script. ,

"Masataka-kun, sit in the main seat." Naoki Naoyama asked Masataka Komori to be the chief editor, and he himself guided beside him, "You know the plot of the filming, and you also participated in the filming, let's get started!"

"Boomni?!"

Masataka Komori was very pleasantly surprised. This kind of editing work has always been the authority of the director. He also participated in the editing of the previous two films, but it was just a helper, "Naoki-san, I am so grateful! I will never let down your trust !"

"Ah, feel free to operate boldly, isn't there me here?"

In fact, editing in this day and age is really tiring and cumbersome, and it is very eye-catching. Previously, Osamu Itou did most of the work, but this time, it was Masataka Komori.

Let people do coolies, but also make him very grateful, what is the level of management! (Tactical back)

In this way, one picked and one cut, both of them were immersed in their work. Naoki Naoyama recalled the shots, and Masataka Komori carefully bonded the films together. A movie began to take shape slowly.

There was no clock in the editing room, and the two didn't realize it was noon until their stomachs growled.

"Ms. Zheng Xiao, let's come here in the morning." Naoki Yongshan picked out some films for the upcoming plot, "I may not be here in the afternoon after dinner, so you can cut these according to the plot."

"Myself?"

"Hey, I believe in Zheng Xiaojun's ability!"

"Hi!!"

Komori Masataka's eyes were full of excitement, and at this moment, he even had the urge to die for his confidant.

Naoki Yongshan walked out of the editing room, stretched his waist, and then walked towards Otomo Fangcun,

"Dayou-san, what's for lunch?"

But Fangcun Dayu replied: "Today is not a filming, there is no studio lunch!"

"Then what do you have for lunch? How about going out to eat together?"

Naoki Yongshan thought that there would be no work meal, so he would have a meal with Otomo Yoshimura, but he didn't expect this old guy to take out a wrapped bento from the drawer of the table, and he was about to heat it in the microwave oven.

"Well, of course I eat the nutritious bento made by my wife!" with a proud look, "I can't share it with you, it's specially made according to my appetite."

"Bah, showing affection at such an old age?!"

So he turned around and asked Masataka Komori, "Ms. Masataka, what are you having for lunch?"

"Ah, for lunch." Masataka Komori walked quickly to his workstation and took out a pink bento box from the drawer, "My girlfriend also made me a heart bento, but it's a bit too much, Naoki-san wants Shall we eat together?"

".Uh. Forget it, Zheng Xiaojun. After all, it's your girlfriend's love for you."

I didn't expect that I didn't eat the meal, but I ate a mouthful of dog food. Naoki Yongshan was almost depressed, and Fangcun Dayou was still eating and mocking: "Sang Zhishu is so pitiful, he didn't even have lunch ~

Alas, it’s a pity that my bento is for my family’s kind concern, otherwise it will be given to Naoki-san~”

It is tolerable or unbearable!

Naoki Naoyama, who was stimulated, made a big move directly. He walked out of the office and said to the studio staff: "Mina-san, I haven't seen you for a long time. Today I invite you to a nearby high-end restaurant for lunch. !"

The employees of the company heard it, and they were all overjoyed, cheering and expressing their gratitude:

"Arigado!" "Naoki-san onboard!" "So grateful!" "I love you Naoki-san!".

Eh? Is there something wrong?

After finishing the declaration, Naoki Naoyama went out with a large group of people.

The high-end restaurant nearby is of course Japanese food, or traditional Japanese food. The large number of people shocked the experience of the restaurant, but fortunately, not too many people come to the high-end restaurant to eat. The two private rooms are open, and there is still room superfluous.

Naoki Naoyama sat at the small table made up of a long table, looking at Otomo Yoshimura opposite him, he was very puzzled: "Otomo-san, aren't you eating a nutritious bento?"

"The bento made at home is not as delicious as the dishes in a high-end restaurant! Of course I choose a high-end restaurant!"

"But isn't there concern in the nutritious bento?"

"I have already received the concern from my family. What does it have to do with eating in a high-end restaurant?!"

Otomo Fangcun spoke uprightly, as if what he said was the correct truth, which made Masataka Komori, who gave up his girlfriend's love bento, agree with him.

Pooh! Scumbag!

After a lunch, the host and guests enjoyed themselves,

After returning to the studio to rest for a while, Masami Inada came over with Junko Ito,

"Naoki-san, long time no see~"

Junko Ito greeted Naoki Naoyama with a smile. Although she has been paying attention to the development of her idol, Junko Ito has a busy schedule, and Naoki Naoyama has been out a lot during this time. It has been a long time since I saw him face to face.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I saw Junko-chan, it must be very hard to participate in too many activities."

"Stupid tape, this is all for work~"

It has been almost a year since her debut. From an unknown contestant to a popular idol today, Junko Ito is used to busy work, and she is also happy about it.

"Then maybe you can take a good rest this afternoon. The Silver Valley Music Festival will take an afternoon and evening."

At this time, Otomo Fangcun interjected: "This is not sure, if you win an award, you will perform on stage! We have already rehearsed~"

"Huh?! Has it already been decided by default?"

"Of course not, but as the final song, it has been rehearsed on the stage in advance." Fangcun Otomo continued, "Otherwise, after being called to the stage to accept the award, the performance is a mess~"

"Sure enough, as long as it's a program, rehearsals are indispensable~"

Naoki Yongshan shook his head, "Junko-chan, now I don't know if I want to wish you a good rest~"

"Hahaha, resign yourself to fate, Naoki-san~"

"That's right~haha~"

In the midst of laughter, everyone went to the scene of the Silver Valley Music Festival, Minato-Shiba Park-Tokyo Prince Hotel,

Walking out of the parking lot, looking at the clean and tidy hotel, Naoki Naoyama was a little bit emotional,

Speaking of which, Naoki Naoyama is very familiar with this hotel. Genta Nakai got married here, and Momoe Yamaguchi got married here.

"Naoki-san, have you been here?" Otomo Fangcun parked the car and walked to the side,

"Hi, a friend held a wedding here before, and I also came to attend."

"Oh? Then your friend is a rich man, and it's not cheap here. Even Momoe Yamaguchi's wedding was held here."

"." Don't you know that I used to be a fan of Momoe Yamaguchi?

Entering the scene of the music festival, after showing the invitation letter, Naoki Naoyama and Otomo Yoshimura were guided to the middle position. There were only some drinks and snacks on the round tables, and there were probably dozens of tables in the entire banquet hall. , are all singers and entertainers in the entertainment industry.

Naoki Naoyama also saw idols such as Seiko Matsuda, Hiroko Mita, Hideki Saijo in the front row, Johnny's current idols Masahiko Kondo and Toshihiko Tahara were also there.

After a while, Junko Ito, who was changing into her singing clothes in the background, and Masato Inata, who was with her, also came over.

What happened to the music festival?

You can imagine the format of the awards show, just adding some special planning in the middle. Following the words of the host, the Yingu Music Festival began in sequence. First, the singers began to perform, and then the judges scored below. Finally The winner is announced, and the winner will perform once more.

Naoki Yongshan saw "色づく街" sung by Hiroko Mita and "Temptation スレスレ" by Toshihiko Tahara. I feel that singers at this time like to add words such as sex and temptation to the songs.

In Japan, where lip-syncing is not allowed, the two people's live singing feels very ordinary, and Toshihiko Tahara's dance is very embarrassing.

Naoki Yongshan didn't know how the judges under the stage judged.

As expected by Otomo Yoshimura, Ito Junko was also called on stage and won a special award. The live performance of "Love Sound to Ukura" was very suitable for Naoki Nagayama's taste.

After Ito Junko's awards were over, Naoki Naoyama returned to his bored look,

"How long will Otomo-san's music festival last, can you leave early?"

"How is this possible! Naoki-san, this is a live broadcast!" Fangcun Otomo looked at the camera seats in the hall, "If you leave early, you will be seen by the entertainment industry!"

"Tch, it's no wonder I believe you, I've seen a few of the people who went to the bathroom on the way! I'm going to the bathroom too!"

Taking advantage of another singer leaving the stage, Naoki Yongshan quietly slipped out from the side door, and was about to go to the gate, but was suddenly stopped: "Naoki-san!"

Turning around, Akina, wearing a wine-red singing suit, was standing not far from the side door, looking at Naoki Nagayama with a smile,

Naoki Naoyama, who had not seen Akina Nakamori for a long time, was very happy: "Akina-chan, you are here too, I didn't see you at the venue!"

"I was in the back seat, and following Junko-san's figure, I saw Naoki-san." Akina approached a little closer, looked into Naoki Yongshan's eyes, "Is Naoki-san planning to slip away?"

Naoki Yongshan quickly quibbled: "No way, I'm just short of breath, come out and breathe some fresh air."

As he spoke, he walked towards the window in the corridor for a while,

"Mingcai sauce also comes out to breathe, right?"

Akina Nakamori walked to the side with a smile: "That's right, the air inside is too dull, cough cough."

Hearing these two coughs, Naoki Naoyama realized that Akina was actually sick, and asked in a concerned tone:

"Is Mingcai sick?"

"Ah, it's easy to get sick when the seasons change. I accidentally got caught." Xiao Mingcai comforted Naoki Yongshan as if nothing happened, "Don't worry about Naoki-san. I have experienced such a small illness since I was a child. Been many times."

"Then you can't still work when you're sick. Akina-chan's office is too strict!" This kind of music festival, even if you win an award, the office can collect it on your behalf.

At this time, Akina Nakamori already knew that her office was actually a newcomer in the music industry, but she still maintained:

"It's not the office's fault. Everyone in the office still takes good care of me. I insist on coming to the Silver Valley Music Festival this time~"

Seeing Akina's serious look, Naoki Naoyama couldn't say anything,

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"Hey, I've already eaten it but the effect is relatively mediocre. If I go to the stage to accept the award, I might have a stuffy nose." Akina Nakamori can still joke, she is really very strong~

"After the Silver Valley Music Festival, you should go home and rest, right?"

"Hi, but it seems that we will have to wait until after the dinner party, and we will have a live broadcast with "BEST TEN" in the middle."

What a busy and hard work arrangement, Naoki Naoyama looks at this girl idol who is sick and persistent with a little pity, what should he do at this time?

Ask her to drink more hot water? Is it so corny?

"Then Mingcai you."

Naoki Naoyama hadn't finished speaking when he saw a man he didn't know rushing out of the side door, and when he saw Akina Nakamori rushed over,

"Ming Caijiang, what are you doing here? Go on stage, you've won an award!"

"Eh?!!"

Akina, who heard the news, also panicked, and ran backstage after being dragged.

Naoki Naoyama in the corridor smiled:

"You actually won an award. It's amazing~"