Chapter 301 Helping Mrs. Tokyo Do Her Hair

Japanese newspapers took an extremely exaggerated tone.

Xu Chen is praised as the most talented musical genius in Asia at the end of the 20th century!

He has a singing power that is not inferior to the Japanese pop music queen Namie Amuro, and a handsome appearance that is not inferior to the Japanese beauty Takuya Kimura.

No matter by any measure, Xu Chen can be called a hexagonal war god with no weaknesses!

same.

Xu Chen's comments and interviews were all bombarded in newspapers: [A musical genius boy from China, the Japanese actress he likes the most and wants to work with the most is Akina Nakamori. 】

[The biggest regret in the Japanese music scene is Akina Nakamori, a musician both admired by the Blue Emperor Xu Chen. 】

[Kobayashi Sachiko: The Blue Emperor Xu Chen is a very humble and outstanding young man. 】

[Fujiwara Norika’s tearful song, so sad that it’s better not to see each other than to miss her. 】

If you read a Japanese newspaper.

The Japanese actresses who have the closest connection with Xu Chen are undoubtedly Fujiwara Norika and Nakamori Akina.

Fujiwara Norika was interviewed by reporters at the end of the Red and White Song Concert, and admitted that Xu Jun's song was very romantic. This song reminded her of the person she loved very deeply.

If there is a chance, I would like to sit down with Xu Jun and chat like friends. Fujiwara Norika said, I think it will be very romantic. Xu Jun is a romantic and passionate man.

Akina Nakamori made the Japanese music industry heartbroken!

She was so caught up in the love storm of a scumbag that the blue bird that soared freely had its wings clipped and fell into the dust, screaming in pain.

Far across the ocean, Xu Chen, the pop music emperor of China, felt sorry for Akina Nakamori's situation. If given the chance, she very much hoped that Akina Nakamori could continue singing.

Akina Nakamori, why do you continue to sink?

The Japanese music industry asked regretfully in the newspaper.

Tokyo.

Akina Nakamori was disheveled and had just woken up from a hangover. Her thin body, wearing a plain white men's coat, looked light and fluttery. A very light gust of wind could blow her to pieces.

Carrying a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, I sat in front of the TV. It was a habit to turn on the TV, so that it would be good and someone would talk to me, which would make me look less pitiful.

Akina Nakamori, who is used to living a lonely life, has long lost the joy of life. The hurricane of love tore her apart, and she was unable to piece together a complete note.

That's right.

If she wanted to live like a song, then when she sang Unbroken Ship at the Red and White Song Concert, the song would be accompanied by tears and would have no meaning anymore.

Sipping a bottle of wine, staring blankly at the sun outside the window.

"Xu Jun, who is your favorite female singer in the Japanese music scene?"

"The female star I like is from the Showa era. She is very outstanding. I have always regarded her as my idol."

Showa era, female singer, somewhat impressive voice.

Nakamori Akina tilted her head.

On TV.

A handsome man whom he had seen somewhere before, with a smile, looked at Kudo Shizuka, who was once known as the Red Rose and the White Rose with him in the Japanese music scene.

Kudo Shizuka was dignified and elegant, and Nakamori Akina smiled faintly. She was the only one who knew that Kudo Shizuka was a bad girl, and muttered: "Ah, I have to make her squeak again."

"I like Akina Nakamori." The man on the TV had a nasty smile on his face and was bullying Kudo Shizuka without any secret.

Nakamori Akina was stunned for a moment, and then her thin shoulders shrugged. She didn't expect that she would have a few happy moments just after waking up.

It’s really interesting to be able to say that I like Nakamori Akina in front of Kudo Shizuka.

Akina Nakamori was a little curious about the man on TV, holding a wine bottle and watching blankly.

The more I look at it.

The more uneasy she became, the man on TV could tell that he was a very talented and popular rising star in the Japanese music scene.

Even in Nakamori Akina's impression, being able to dominate the Japanese music scene with the crown of the blue emperor is extremely rare in the Japanese music scene.

But.

Such an outstanding person, the Japanese female singer he admires the most, wants to collaborate with the most, and regrets the most is Akina Nakamori.

Nakamori Akina's numb heart seemed to have been pricked by a sharp needle, and then there was a numbing pain, and unspeakable emotions lingered in her heart.

Sorry, I'm not a very good idol.

In pain.

Nakamori Akina took a beer and drank it hard. The cold drink washed away her body, and her body became cold. She no longer thought about it.

In order to escape the pain, I simply turned off the TV.

He was stunned for a moment.

There was a knock on the door, and then someone walked in. Seeing Akina Nakamori, Kyoko Koizumi put down the sachet, sighed and asked: "Do you drink alcohol so early in the morning? It's really sad, Akina. Now newspapers all over Japan are talking about it. I feel sorry for you."

Koizumi Kyoko said, sitting next to Nakamori Akina, and took out the newspaper and gave it to her.

He grabbed Akina Nakamori's beer sideways, took a sip, and said, "No matter what you think, you have to take a hot bath and meet this cyan emperor. I think he will bring you good luck."

It's the cyan emperor again.

With her monotonous and lonely life, the Cyan Emperor has appeared in her world too many times!

Looking through the newspaper.

The cyan emperor Xu Chen gradually became clear in her mind. At a certain moment, her eyes widened, and then she rummaged around on the sofa and pulled out a black skirt from the messy clothes.

Searched twice.

Ugly little piece of paper crumpled up into a ball.

Akina Nakamori was stunned.

Koizumi Kyoko took the note from her palm and opened it without any explanation. On the note, the handwriting looked domineering and arrogant, Xu Chen, contact information.

He left an ugly smile with the text: Akina Nakamori, I think we will meet again soon. Will you wear a black dress or a white dress? I like white dresses.

Koizumi Kyoko was stunned for a moment, turned to look at her best friend, and said, "Such a stinky and arrogant man has always been your cup of tea. So, will you wear a black skirt or a white skirt?"

Akina Nakamori looked dazed, looking across the balcony, looking at the sun, and suddenly smiled, rebelliously but unwilling to be outdone: "I'm wearing a shirt and pants."

…………

Tokyo, Shinjuku Ward.

The bustling commercial shopping street is full of stores. Tokyo urban ladies are famous for their fashion around the world, so they naturally like to do their hair!

The high-end magician's private image design studio on the second floor of the commercial street.

The door was pushed open.

Just as the staff was about to speak, someone made a booing gesture.

Then.

A large number of television staff carrying long guns and short cannons came in quietly.

The camera lens is all focused on a young man with a sunny and warm temperament.

That's right.

It’s the Cyan Emperor Xu Chen.

The program recorded by Xu Chen is a variety show on NHK TV.

The content is quite outrageous. To put it simply, he wants to help a Tokyo urban lady wash her hair, and while washing her hair, he chats with the urban beauty.

The program format is boring.

But.

Tokyo girls, young women, widows, nurses, secretaries, prosecutors and other mysterious professions all like to watch it!

The staff quickly set up the cameras.

Exit the salon.

The wife Xu Chen wanted to serve still had charm, and her fair and plump cheeks revealed that she had good financial conditions.

On the horizontal shampooing bed, a white and thin towel covered the wife's cheeks.

Xu Chen quietly hissed at the hair-washing staff, quietly came behind his wife, and rinsed his wife's hair with a nozzle: "Is the temperature still moderate?"

The camera focuses on Xu Chen.

The wife obviously didn't understand. At this time, someone changed her voice and said in a lazy and comfortable tone: "Well, the temperature is very good."

That is!

Xu Chen is an expert at washing hair. He rubbed the foam with his hands in the eighteen-step Awei style, which made Mrs. Tokyo smile and said, "It's a really good wash."

Under the lens.

Xu Chen neatly helped Mrs. Tokyo wash her hair while chatting about household matters.

The wife's name is Rie Yuli, and her daughter is getting married soon, so she has to look beautiful and attend her daughter's wedding ceremony.

"I really can't tell. My wife looks so young. I didn't expect my daughter to get married." Xu Chen rubbed his wife's scalp.

Slightly more forceful.

The wife couldn't help but hum, expressing her love for Xu Chen: "Are you just here? I haven't tried you before."

"Well, I just joined the job yesterday." Xu Chen asked, "Madam, are my skills good?"

"Well, it's very comfortable to wash."

The camera focuses on the wife's comfortable posture, indicating that Xu Chen is really doing a great job in washing.

Rinse off the lather.

Xu Chen slowly took off his wife's thin white towel covering her cheeks.

The wife also wanted to see the young man and turned her head to look at Xu Chen.

Under the lens.

Mrs. Rie Rie's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it. She raised her head to look at Xu Chen. Then she looked at the camera with a confused expression and asked unconsciously: "Hey, why do you look so like Xu Chen?"

Xu Chen moved behind his wife, rubbed her shoulders, smiled and did not answer.

Mrs. Rie Rie didn't think about it carefully. It was impossible for the cyan emperor Xu Chen to appear in the barber shop and act as a barber boy.

I enjoyed Xu Chen's massage with peace of mind, especially since Xu Chen was exactly the same as Xu Chen.

The wife was obviously much more interested in chatting and kept talking to Xu Chen.

Sit in front of a mirror.

Xu Chen carried a hair dryer and helped his wife dry her hair. With the mirror as a reference, his wife looked at Xu Chen more and more and kept saying, "Ah, you really look like Xu Chen."

Xu Chen said at this time: "It's not like that!"

The wife covered her mouth and looked surprised: "Ah! I am?"

The camera recorded the wife's wide eyes.

"Yeah!" Xu Chen said.

"Hit? What! Why!" The wife covered her lips in surprise, and her tone of voice sounded a bit like a girl's coquettishness: "Hit, disgusting! How could it be!"

My wife was surprised and happy. Xu Chen had just made a stunning appearance at the Red and White Song Festival a few days ago. I didn’t expect to see him offline!

And he even helped her blow dry her hair!

The movements were so gentle, and the wife's joy was beyond words. She kept talking to Xu Chen, and she was speechless with excitement. The whole situation was completely different from the dignified and elegant state just now.

Seeing the wife's excitement, the staff brought tea.

Xu Chen held up the hair dryer and said, "Please have tea."

"Alas!" The wife's eyes were surprised, and she kept looking at the cyan emperor.

"Can I continue?" Xu Chen expressed his charm unscrupulously, and the charm of Mrs. Tokyo is still there.

"Please continue!" The wife kept nodding, obviously surprised by Xu Chen's gentle service!

Xu Chen's identity was revealed.

The wife was obviously irrational, her plump and fair cheeks were radiant, with the charm and shyness of a mature woman.

Xu Chen ruffled his wife's hair, held a hair dryer, and chatted with her.

At this time.

The program team informed Xu Chen that he could withdraw for a while. Xu Chen was replaced by a bald barber shop worker. He held a hair care solution and said, "Do you need me to take care of you quickly?"

In the mirror.

Xu Chen and the bald staff were like Italian cannons and local guns. My wife decisively refused and said, "Let Mr. Xu Chen do it!"

Xu Chen returned to the mirror.

The program team was so bad that they asked him to deliberately drag his feet and the process went on at an extremely slow speed.

Obviously.

Mrs. Rie, who was preparing to attend her daughter's wedding, had already forgotten her daughter's happiness. Compared to her daughter's happiness, Mr. Xu Chen accompanied the wife doing her hair.

Obviously much happier!

The last recording of the program.

Mrs. Rie asked for a hug with Xu Chen, and Xu Chen naturally agreed.

Holding his arms around the still charming Tokyo wife, Xu Chen sighed, Japanese variety shows are indeed very good!

Program recording ends.

The NHK staff chatted with Mrs. Rie and explained the program team's intention. Mrs. Rie didn't mind at all, but said that she would come here often to wash her hair.

Being able to wash your hair with Mr. Xu Chen is like making a fortune! When I go back and chat with the ladies, I have a lot to talk about!

Xu Chen's cell phone buzzed.

I picked up my phone and looked at it. There was a strange phone call in the text message: "Hello, Mr. Xu Chen, I am Akina Nakamori."

Cai Cai took the bait.

Xu Chen felt a little proud, then looked depressed.

pity.

Sister Huimin, who was not good at flirting, was afraid that she would accidentally cross the moral bottom line, so she just ate a bowl of ramen with Xu Chen and ran away.

"Mr. Xu!" Warner Zhou Jianbin, Xu Chen's manager in Tokyo, said: "The Hong Kong Golden Melody Awards and the Baodao Golden Melody Awards have sent invitation letters." (End of Chapter)