Tokyo Bubble Life

  Chapter 513 512, miss Naoki Nagayama four or five times a day.

   In other words, it is better to leave it to the driving school to teach people to drive. When teaching people to drive, it is easy for blood pressure to rise.

  In the end, Naoki Naoyama just let Akina hold the steering wheel at the minimum speed. Two cameras were installed in the car to finish the simple dialogue scenes.

  Next, we will go to Fujii Ki’s house~

Behind the tombstone not far away, Numata took a few photos, turned his head and asked his companion: "Shengli, I remember that Akina Nakamori is just 18 years old, he probably doesn't have a driver's license yet, does driving like this count as driving without a license? "

   "." The tall and thin companion looked at the first generation of Numata speechlessly, "This is filming and not on the road."

  The paparazzi shrugged: "The people don't know, 'Top idol driving without a license!', how attractive the title is!"

  Kawano Seungri said contemptuously: "All kinds of customs in the entertainment world are spoiled by paparazzi like you!"

   "Do you want to sell it to newspapers??"

".want."

  In the studio in Tokyo, Otomo Yoshimura welcomed the rare Tetsuya Komuro,

"Otomo-san, I brought over the candidate songs for Chikako Aoyama's first album and the related demos." Tetsuya Komuro has dark circles in his eyes, and he must have not slept well for a long time, "And the new song I gave you earlier. The song "ありがとう (Thank you is also included."

   It is indeed a bit too much to say that it is a bit too much to directly bypass myself as a record producer to decide on the title song. Obviously, the songs I composed and the scores I chose are also very good.

   But after learning that it was Naoki Nagayama's creation, Tetsuya Komuro sighed in his heart, it is really incomparable!

  Before at Being Records, these final decisions were made by Nagato Taiyuki, and it was the first time to do things according to Naoki Nagayama’s orders. Tetsuya Komuro came here this time to determine the final version:

   "When will Naoki-san come back?"

  Otomo Fangcun rubbed his temples. The previous albums didn’t seem to be so troublesome. Where would there be demos, covers, and choreography? There are so many things that need to be confirmed over and over again.

   Did Tetsuya Komuro learn the "formal process" in his head at Being Records? Didn't Naoki Nagayama handle it directly before?

  Now I know Naoki-san’s troubles when making an album for idols!

   "Naoki-san is still filming in Otaru, and I don't think he will be back until the day after tomorrow." Otomo Yoshimura recalled the process, "Let's put these samples and design drafts here first, and I will show him when he comes back."

   "This..." Tetsuya Komuro deliberately said that these things are very anxious, but Naoki Nagayama is not there, there is really no way.

   "Komuro-kun." Yoshimura Otomo told this young man a little about Naoki Yongshan's work style, "As for Naoki-san, he only looks at the results. Generally speaking, he only takes a look at the end."

   "Huh?" Tetsuya Komuro was very surprised, "I don't want to modify and adjust over and over again."

   "You need to be responsible for all of these! Naoki-san is an unsuspecting character. Since he has entrusted you with the production of Chikako-chan's album, then he believes in your ability!" Fangcun Otomo said firmly.

   "This!!" Komuro Tetsuya suddenly had the urge to die for his confidant, "I understand! I will never let Naoki-san down!"

   After fooling Tetsuya Komuro away, Otomo Fangcun wiped the sweat from his forehead. He actually knew that Naoki Nagayama was just lazy! As long as the final result is acceptable, it will not be adjusted over and over again!

   "Alas, the work is getting harder and harder!"

  As Shuyou Yinghua grew bigger and bigger, Fangcun Dayou really felt the limitations of his ability. The previous decades of experience as a broker could give him less and less help.

   "Should I go to a training course or something? I heard that there is a management training course in the United States"

   A strange idea popped up in his head, Otomo Fangcun was thinking wildly, when the office door knocked again.

   Riko Hayano walked in:

   "Otomo-san, the poster design of "Midnight Ring" has been completed, please review it."

  “.” is another troublesome thing, “Hey, bring it here.”

  There are six or seven advertising designs of "Midnight Ring" on the table, all of which are directly selected from the filming materials and then designed. Naoki Naoyama really doesn't want to shoot it.

   It should have been decided by Shuichi Ido and Naoki Nagayama, but these two guys have both gone to make new movies.

"Well"

  The creepy-looking design drawings make this middle-aged man, who is nearly half a century old, feel his heart being squeezed every time.

   In fact, the choice is also very simple, just find the one that you think is the scariest!

   "This, this, and this." Otomo Fangcun selected several designs that he climbed out of the well, saw on TV, and saw in photos.

  Riko Hayano nodded and put away the poster design, "Otomo-san, these design drafts will be sent to Dentsu for advertising production. It is expected to be completed this week, and the promotion week will be just in time for Christmas."

   "But, is the Bell movie done yet?"

   "Ah, don't worry, when I said it last time, only the opening and the ending are left." Fangcun Otomo smiled, "When Naoki-san and the others come back the day after tomorrow, it will be finished soon!"

"Hi!"

   After sending Riko Hayano away, Yoshimura Otomo glanced at the empty desk next to him. It was only less than an hour in the morning, and this was the third time I missed Naoki Nagayama~

Just at this time,

"Jingle Bell!"

  The phone on the desk startled Otomo Fangcun. Having watched the edited version of "Midnight Ring" in advance, he was naturally very wary of the phone call from the film at midnight, but luckily it was morning.

   "Moses, Moses, this is Shuyou Yinghua."

   "Moses, this is Kuniji Morikawa, the editor of the Shogakukan." A relatively unfamiliar voice came from the phone, "Mr. Fangcun?"

   "Hi, I am. Editor Morikawa is here to find Naoki-san?" Kuniji Morikawa also called the office before, so Yoshimura Otomo has some impressions.

   "Yes, I called Naoki-san's Yamazakurain several times, but I couldn't reach him, so I took the liberty to call your company."

  In this era without mobile phones, it is indeed a bit troublesome to find someone. Apart from home, you can only use your work phone.

  Those who don’t have a landline or a job, go missing and no one knows.

   "Ah, Naoki-san is shooting a movie in Otaru this week, so he is not in Tokyo for the time being." Yoshimura Otomo told him directly, "Is Editor Morikawa looking for him urgently?"

   "Hi, regarding the novel signing event, we need to confirm the schedule with Naoki-san." Morikawa Kuniji said, "Time is already tight."

   "In this case, I will give you the phone number of their temporary residence."

  Old bungalows are naturally equipped with telephones.

   After hanging up the phone, Otomo Fangcun shook his head. This is the fourth time today that he thought of Naoki Nagayama!

  From a gentle and intellectual city girl to a simple and smart town girl, all you need to do is change one piece of clothing.

  Naoki Naoyama looked at Akina Nakamori, who had put on a loose and colorful woolen coat and a plaid shawl, with a smile on his face:

   "If Akina changes like this, it feels like she grew up in a small country town."

   "I grew up in a small country town!" Akina, who was putting on makeup, didn't care about her origin at all, "It's only comfortable to wear clothes like this"

   Ueda Maki was helping with makeup, and really wanted to tidy up her hair. Naoki Naoyama hurried over and messed it up with her hands:

   "It's better if it's a little messy."

  Akina shook her head, and ran away from Naoki Naoyama: "Naoki-san, don't touch girls' heads casually!"

  Yongshan Naoki was curious: "What's the matter, is Akina afraid that she will not grow tall?"

   "It's going to be stupid!"

   "The stupid ones are cute!"

  Maki Ueda was next to her with a troubled expression. I just had breakfast, so I’m a bit full to eat dog food at this time!

  Today I dedicated to filming the female version of Fujii tree, most of which were in old bungalows, and some small parts were in the school library and hospital. From morning to night, the task was still a bit tense.

  In addition to Nakamori Akina, two experienced actors were also invited to play Fujii's mother and grandfather.

The morning sunlight passed through the old glass, and was divided into square beams of light by the grille. It shone into the study room full of books and messy furniture. The fine dust flying under the sunlight glistened, as if scattered in the air. Like the gold powder in it.

  Fujii who had a cold opened the letter.

"Jingle Bell!"

   Naoki Naoyama and Shuichi Ido, who were behind the camera, were startled by the phone call. They looked at each other, and then stared at Masataka Komori together. They didn't check the props on the set. This is the fault of the executive director!

  The phone was still ringing, and Masataka Komori said a word of Smith Marseille under his gaze, and then quickly ran over to answer the phone.

   Just when Naoki Nagayama was about to let Akina start performing, Masataka Komori ran over:

   "Naoki-san, the call is for you."

   "." Naoki Yongshan's face remained unchanged, "Everyone rest for five minutes."

   Picked up the retro phone call: "Moses, I'm Naoki Naoyama."

   "Ah, Naoki-san, it's Kuniji Morikawa." The old editor's voice came from the phone, "Finally found you~"

  Bewildered by this emotion, Naoki Naoyama asked: "Bunji-san, I'm in Hokkaido this week, what can I do for you?"

   "It's the signing event I mentioned earlier!" Kuniji Morikawa said anxiously, "There is more than a month left at the end of the year, and the time for the signing event should be fixed."

   "Not at the beginning of the year."

"Yeah, but this year it's best to be able to determine the time and place. After all, our literary circle is different from the entertainment industry. It takes longer to invite book fans and promote the signing event, and we need to make reservations for invited guests and venues. It also takes time to prepare, so one month in advance is already quite tense.”

  Morikawa Kuniji's tone has the unique conceit of the literary circle, silently despising the entertainment industry.

  But the more Naoki Naoyama listened, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Uh, Kuni-san, isn't it a signing event? Why does it feel a little different. There are also guests and venue reservations."

"Naoki-san, you are the recipient of the Naoki Award. How could you be signing a book in a bookstore by the side of the road?" Kuniji Morikawa seemed even more surprised than Naoki Naoyama. Come together and invite guests to interview and discuss together.”

  Yongshan Naoki was a little stunned. He really thought that he was in a bookstore, behind a desk, and it was enough for someone to sign his name!

   "Bangji-san, but I don't study novels that deeply." Although I usually read a lot of novels, but if I want to seriously discuss the development of novels, it will reveal my truth!

   "Haha, Naoki-san, don't worry, it's not an academic seminar, please invite guests to chat and talk to students about the original intention and opinions of writing novels"

  Morikawa Kuniji quickly appeased Naoki Nagayama. Indeed, it is too difficult for young people in their early 20s to tell the future trend of novels.

   “Actually, it’s similar to an artist’s fan meeting~”

  “.”

  After hearing a lot from the old editor on the phone, Naoki Naoyama felt relieved. After all, it is not the same as later generations, who have to prepare a PPT and give lectures or something

  Finally, we made an appointment to talk about the signing event in person after returning to Tokyo.

   After hanging up the phone, Naoki Yongshan realized that everyone seemed to be waiting for him.

   "Ah, I have some business to deal with in Tokyo just now~" Naoki Naoyama didn't delay everyone's work at all, feeling very embarrassed, and said cheekily, "Have everyone rested? Let's continue shooting!"

   "Tch~~"

   A soft voice came out, and Naoki Yongshan's eyes narrowed, it was definitely from Shuichi Itou!

   Akina Nakamori, who has become a small town girl, seems to be very adaptable, and she is also very relaxed during the shooting process, showing all the lightness and agility of the small place.

  I went to school in the afternoon and saw the scene of the teacher and the junior students, and I was able to handle it with ease.

  The difficulty of filming today is actually the scene where the heroine fainted from a high fever at night, and her mother and grandfather braved the snowstorm to carry her to the hospital.

  Because there is no natural snow, the set naturally used a snow machine, and then let the helicopter rise into the air, creating a raging wind

  The crew tried their best to protect the camera, and shot the scene where the grandfather carried the heroine to the hospital under the dim street lights.

  If the grandfather hadn’t been a middle-aged actor wearing makeup, Naoki Naoyama would not have believed that a nearly 70-year-old man could carry his grown-up granddaughter on his back and run for 40 minutes in a blizzard!

   After the filming was completed, Naoki Naoyama handed Ming Cai, who was wrapped in a quilt, a cup of hot milk:

   "Mingcai, is it better?"

   "Stay tape!" Akina Nakamori said energetically after taking a sip of hot milk, "I was wrapped in a quilt the whole time! I didn't catch cold at all."

   ". Mingming's face and hands are flushed from the cold~"

  Yongshan Naoki stood behind the sofa and covered Akina's ears and cheeks with his hands. The tentacles felt cold and delicate.

  Although she was a little shy, Akina was still very surprised, then put down the milk in her hand and put her own hand up: "Naoki-san, why are your hands so warm?"

  Generally speaking, girls have cold hands and feet in winter, and Akina's poor health is no exception.

   "Maybe. Because I'm a hot-blooded Showa boy?" Naoki Naoyama covered Akina's cold hands with a joke in his mouth~

   "Haha~"

   Akina, who had a low laugh, was very happy, while the manager on the other side, Ming Xingfang, hadn't paid attention to his idol for a long time, and he was already in contact with the work for the next few days.

   "Naoki-san, are you going back tomorrow?" Nakamori Akina looked up at her boyfriend behind her.

   "Well, I will finish the work after taking a few more shots in the morning~"

   "I'm going back. This week has passed so quickly."

  Akina sighed softly. In the two years since her debut, it is indeed very rare that she can be so relaxed for a whole week, even when she is shooting a movie.

   "It's almost the end of the year. When I go back, it's the Song Festival and the Red and White Song Festival. There are still many things to do!"

   "Yeah, there are still many things. I won't see Naoki-san again~"

  The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

   After a while, Naoki Naoyama gently squeezed Akina's hand: "Akina, how about taking the helicopter together when we go back tomorrow?"

   "Huh?" Akina turned around in surprise.

  “Although the whole journey was very difficult, we can fly to Miyagi, I heard that the grilled beef tongue there is delicious, and then take the high-speed train back to Tokyo!”

   Naoki Naoyama whispered to Akina, "Just the two of us!"

  Mingcai didn’t make a sound, but the little head had a lot of fun~

  (end of this chapter)