Chapter 977 986, Three Days Left, We Are Getting Married!!

At the end of November, at the filming base in Ota Ward, Naoki Nagayama was directing the crew to shoot today's scenes.

He looked at the set dressed as the police headquarters and was a little dissatisfied:

"It would be great if we could really shoot at Sakurada Gate."

"Sakurada Gate?" Tomokazu Miura next to him laughed, "You probably have to be arrested to get in."

Sakurada Gate is the center of the Japanese police system, and almost any police officer inside is a police inspector or above. Want to shoot a movie in such an important place?

Unless he has some connections with the Superintendent or someone higher up, or he is shooting a film project with political significance

"Yes, Naoki~" Cousin Nagayama Kaede also added, "Maybe if Grandfather is arrested, we can go in to visit him."

"You two!" Nagayama Naoki shook his head, "It's not that difficult to get in. At most, we can donate 1 billion to Sakuradamon, but it's not worthwhile to spend half of the film's revenue for a few shots."

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The two looked at each other, and then couldn't help but nod. This method still has a high chance of success~

In a capitalist society, money is indeed omnipotent!

Today's scene is almost coming to an end. Nagayama Hayato, played by Nagayama Kaede, was assassinated and hid. After finally surviving, he is finally going to start revenge!

He handed the evidence of corruption in the upper echelons to the policeman Sato Toshio, played by Miura Tomokazu, who caught the scum of the police system with great momentum and won another great achievement.

He had been promoted to the rank of deputy inspector for his merits before, and now he will be promoted again for solving a major case. He will be promoted again and will soon serve as the head of the fourth investigation section, officially entering the management of the police system.

He is accepting congratulations on his promotion at Sakuradamon!

At the same time, the revived Nagayama Hayato gathered his men and targeted the backbones of other societies who participated in the assassination, setting off a bloody storm.

One was awarded in the open and had a promising future; the other was fighting in the dark, with blood splattering every five steps. These two people are like two opposite lives, entangled with each other at the beginning, and parted ways in the end!

After the shots in this studio were finished, the crew of "Hayato" quickly moved to the next studio. The first and last station.

After everything was calm, the two returned to Tokyo Station where they started. Behind the steam, there was still a lively atmosphere with people coming and going.

Inspector Sato Toshio, who was wearing a casual uniform, smoked a cigarette with a somewhat inexplicable tone:

"Are you really not staying in Tokyo?"

"Ha, I have offended all the clubs in Tokyo and pulled down a group of police and government people~"

Nagayama Hayato wore a loose kimono, which was open like a ronin in the old days, showing his thinner figure and the bandages wrapped around his body, which were light and unruly.

"Tokyo. There is no room for me~"

A gangster like Nagayama Hayato should be the gray gloves of some upper class, and now he has turned against his master. Even if it is not him, other people in the same position will feel the same.

No matter who fills the vacant position, they will no longer give Nagayama Hayato the corresponding support!

In addition, in order to seek revenge, Nagayama Hayato killed many of the club's backbones and even the team leaders. If the remaining members of the club want to get promoted, according to the rules of the Yakuza, they also need to avenge their predecessors. Therefore, they will not let Nagayama Hayato go!

There was almost no place for him in both the black and white circles of Tokyo, so he could only choose to leave.

"I am still here!" Sato Toshio said, "Just tell the higher-ups that you are my informant."

"It's impossible~" Nagayama Hayato patted his friend's shoulder, "I am now a complete Yakuza!"

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Sato Toshio was silent for a long time, thinking that it was he who dragged him into the muddy water of Tokyo. In the end, all kinds of emotions converged into one sentence,

"Private Marseille."

"Hahaha, don't say such things, AIBO!" Nagayama Hayato put out his cigarette and threw away the cigarette butt in a chic manner, "This kind of life is chosen by me, Nagayama Hayato!"

Nagayama Hayato stood up and walked towards the train with ease, without even bringing any luggage, just like when he came.

"I've been here, I'm leaving!

Haha~ Tokyo is still fun~"

His figure gradually disappeared in the mist, but you can still vaguely see his back waving his hands.

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"Hi~~Cut!" Naoki Nagayama yelled, ending the scene, and then said to the crew, "Okay, today's scenes are all shot! Everyone can rest!"

"Oh!! Oh!!" "Great!" "Finally!" "."

The crew members celebrated, and finally they can rest!

During this period, Naoki Nagayama was like a chicken blood injection, tossing the crew from morning to night, and never leaving work until the early morning. The workload of this week is simply more than the previous half a month!

When everyone started to pack up their tools and prepare to rest after get off work, Naoki Nagayama called Matsuo Muneo and Nishimoto Banyuki, and explained to them:

"At present, the main line of "Hayato" has almost been shot! It's almost time to wrap up"

"Next, you will transport the materials back to Shuyou's editing room, and start editing after I come back. However, this film may still need a lot of reshoots, so let everyone be on standby before the end of the year."

"Hi!" X2

The two assistant directors agreed together, and then said with a smile,

"Congratulations to Naoki-san on your wedding."

"Haha, thank you~" Naoki Naoki replied with a smile, "I'll bring you souvenirs when I come over."

Everyone in the crew already knew that he was going back to his hometown to get married. Someone came to congratulate him in the morning, and now that the work was over, the two of them also came to congratulate him.

After the two of them, there were still many people in the crew who came to Naoki Naoki and said some congratulations. Naoki Naoki also responded one by one. After sending the crew away, Naoyama Feng came over:

"Naoki, when are you going back?"

It's November 28th, and tomorrow is almost the last two days of preparation. Naoki Naoki should return to Shizuoka.

"I'll pack my luggage tonight and arrive in Shizuoka tomorrow, but it should be afternoon. I still have to make arrangements for Akina's family."

"Haha, I'll go back tonight." Nagayama Feng said, "I'll live in the ancestral home at that time. If you need any help, feel free to call me!"

"Thank you very much~"

Naoki Nagayama patted his enthusiastic cousin's shoulder, and asked him to bring his younger brother to support the scene!

When he returned to Yamazakurain in the evening, Naoki Nagayama found that the large living room was brightly lit.

The large living room of Yamazakurain after the expansion is usually pure decoration, and if there are no friends invited to the party, the lights are not often turned on, because for two people, only the small living room next to it is enough.

After opening the door and walking in, I found that a large open space had been opened in the middle of the living room, and several kimono racks were placed side by side in the middle. Akina, Ueda Maki and Akiyuki Fusano were all there.

"Maki-chan, Fusano-san, you've worked hard~"

Naoki Nagayama nodded to the two agents. They must have helped carry it in!

"No, no~" "Nothing~"

"Naoki-san~"

Akina was very happy to see Naoki Nagayama coming back, and quickly pulled him to the side of the bride's kimono,

"The dress is back! You should come and see it, it's really beautiful!"

The peacock and peony embroidered kimono is colorful and gorgeous, and it attracts all the attention of others when it is hung on the rack.

"It's really gorgeous~"

Naoki Nagayama reached out and gently stroked the exquisite embroidery pattern, and couldn't help but sigh, no wonder a set of high-quality kimonos can be passed down from generation to generation

Ueda Maki next to her looked at this bride's kimono, and the stars in her eyes were already twinkling. If she could wear such a kimono when she got married, she would be satisfied for the rest of her life!

Ming Xingfang also stared at it in a daze, feeling that fortunately she was married. The current prices are so high. If she gets married now, will her wallet be able to afford such a kimono?

Nagayama Naoki admired it for a while, then turned to look at Akina:

"I really want to see what it looks like on Akina."

Although she had tried it on in the kimono shop during the production process, she didn't know why she was a little shy now. Maybe she wanted to let Naoyama Naoki see the most beautiful moment at the wedding:

"Naoki-san will wear it at the unveiling party~"

Nagayama Naoki sighed, but didn't urge her. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities for Akina to wear it in the future!

"There are still three days. No one will be able to look away by then!"

"Yeah!" Akina nodded happily!

In addition to this bright wedding kimono, there are two more sets in the living room, one is a white wedding dress and the other is a dark blue furisode, both of which are to be worn at the wedding banquet~

In addition, Naoki Nagayama's dress was also sent over, but there is nothing to say about the men's solid-color kimono, just wear it when the time comes~

"Tomorrow, a car will be chartered to send all these dresses to Shizuoka."

After seeing off Ueda Maki and Akiko Fusanori, Akina Nakamori said to Naoki Nagayama,

"And father, mother, grandmother, and brothers and sisters. Send them to the hotel together."

"Yeah~" Naoki Nagayama nodded. The resort hotel was booked to accommodate Akina and his relatives. "When the time comes, Otomo-san and Shuuichi-san will also stay in the hotel."

Naoki Nagayama heated a cup of milk for Akina, and the two snuggled on the sofa to discuss the arrangements after tomorrow.

"As for my grandfather, my uncle who will definitely come that day should also show up, but he probably won't go to the unveiling party. If the two of them are at the unveiling party, everyone will be nervous~"

Father Ken Nagayama's family has long been away from the Yakuza, and the Nakamori family is an ordinary family. The unveiling party for the two families is attended by ordinary relatives.

And the friends of Naoki Nagayama and Akina Nakamori are also so-called "white people". If a Yakuza boss appears at the banquet, people will be at a loss.

"It's a bit rude"

"Then go and pay your respects as the granddaughter-in-law later." Naoki Nagayama comforted, "Grandfather has been through so much, he won't care~"

"Okay~"

Naoki Nagayama himself gave the crew a holiday, and Akina naturally asked for leave. These few days, or this week, the two of them are free, just for wedding-related matters.

Although they hired a professional wedding company, this newlywed couple is still striving for perfection in all aspects of the wedding. After all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime event.

"There are three days left."

"Well, there are still three days."

Nagayama Naoki touched the head of Nyotaro who was lying on the sofa, and patted the obedient Nyotaro at his feet, looking forward to what would happen in three days.

"Nyaotaro and Yotaro are also going to watch the ceremony!" Akina said with a smile.

"Well, these two are witnesses of our love!"

"Yeah~"

Akina is close to Nagayama Naoki, and the happiness on her face seems to have materialized~

Yingtaro looked up at the two owners, ate another meal of dog food, and then lay down with satisfaction~

At this moment, on the outskirts of Shimizu City in Shizuoka, there was a small family temple.

Kotaro Kohara, whose hair is empty and has shaved off three thousand worries, is kneeling upright in front of the Buddha statue, practicing in the family temple.

I saw the temple abbot holding a huge wooden fish mallet wrapped in linen and walked up to Kotaro Ohara under the watchful eyes of several monks:

"It has been a long time since the layman came to the temple. The poor monk thought that the layman's talk of becoming a monk was just a joke, but now I see that you have a firm heart to worship the Buddha, so I am willing to accept you into the temple to practice."

"The practice of the covered temple is the path of ascetic cultivation. The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, with a single thought, will not be disturbed by the world of mortals, and his heart will be pure.

To accept you, I need to give you a heads-up and retreat from worldly distractions. Do you understand? "

"Young monk, I understand!" Kotaro Ohara looked solemn. He had already paid such a painful price, so naturally he would not give up halfway here. "Please give me some advice, Abbot!"

"Okay! I will say something and you will answer!"

The abbot, whose beard had turned gray, was still very strong. He raised the gavel lightly and struck it gently on Kotaro Ohara's bald head. It made a crisp banging sound, but he shouted:

"The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, the world of mortals will not disturb you!"

The newly shaved bald head looks like a ripe watermelon, which is really crisp and loud when knocked!

A solid mallet as big as a fist, even if it's wrapped in linen, is very painful when hit on the head!

Kotaro Ohara's eyes suddenly turned red, and he could only grit his teeth and continue:

"The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, the world of mortals will not disturb you!"

"Bang!" Another hammer blow, and the old monk said again, "A pure mind can eliminate worries!"

“A pure mind can eliminate worries!!”

"Bang".

"One thought, no thought, no attachment!"

"One thought, no thought, no attachment!!!"

A tear fell from the corner of Kotaro Kohara's eyes. I don't know whether it was because he was enlightened or because it hurt too much!

However, the abbot did not intend to hit people. After chanting a few Buddhist verses, he put the gavel down and said very gently to the newbie Kotaro Ohara:

"Okay, from now on you can enter my temple and practice well!"

"Thank you, abbot!"

Kotaro Ohara clasped his hands together, showing pious gratitude. He really looked like a monk.

"Yeah, by the way, you don't have a Dharma title yet, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, then I will pick one for you." The abbot thought for a moment and continued, "According to the seniority in the temple, you should be of the 'Guang' generation. How about your dharma name be called 'Guangzhi'! Guangkai Wisdom, Your wish comes true!”

"yes"

Kotaro Obara, ah no, thank you, Monk Guangchi.