Chapter 235: Do I have to tell you about being treated as a pervert?

Yin Tangxiu left angrily, and Ren Bo Qingshui hurried to follow and comfort him. After all, he was the main force in filming the movie, and he couldn't just quit at this time.

Naoki Nagayama, Dayou Fangcun, and Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao, who stayed behind, chatted further about the specific situation of filming *A Scene at the Sea*.

"Since it's called *A Scene at the Sea*, we have to be as fast as possible. It's already September... I'm thinking of finding a place in Japan where it's still summer to shoot." Naoki Nagayama said, "For example, the southernmost part of Japan."

Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao thought for a moment: "Kagoshima?"

"No, further south, Okinawa."

"Hai, I understand."

Naoki Nagayama looked at Dayou Fangcun and Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao. "The venue issue is not big. Just go there to rent a storefront and find a beach. The rest is the roles to be cast."

"The male lead should be easier to find. Just pick from the active male actors. A simple, taciturn role, appropriately a bit handsome. There should be quite a few such actors in the agency."

"The main thing is that the requirements for the actress are a bit higher. She can't be too old. Besides the green and clean feeling, she must have those big, expressive eyes!"

Dayou Fangcun nodded, not too worried. There were so many new idols and artists; he would always be able to find a suitable one. If it really didn't work, he would just squat at the gate of a girls' school; he would always be able to find one~

You say, will I be treated as a pervert if I do this?

Hehe, what of it? When I was a talent scout, I was called that many times.

When I handed business cards to girls, I was even beaten as a pervert. Do I have to tell you about this too?

"By the way, Naoki-san, regarding the dubbing, I contacted the symphony orchestra yesterday afternoon, the Tokyo Kosei Wind Orchestra."

"Eh? Dayou-san actually has acquaintances in such a famous symphony orchestra? That's truly amazing!" Naoki Nagayama sincerely praised Dayou Fangcun. As expected, the universal tool was irreplaceable!

Dayou Fangcun also felt proud: "After experiencing more, one will always have a few messy friends..."

Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao chimed in at the right time: "What kind of experience?"

"Hahaha, of course, it's the experience of being young and frivolous~" Dayou Fangcun thought of the time he spent having fun in Kabukicho with his bad friends. "Enough, enough. Naoki-san, there's no problem with the symphony orchestra, but the music score is needed. If there isn't one, they can also help write it."

siluke.

"Ah, I already have the score."

"Naoki-san, it's that kind of symphony full score." Dayou Fangcun wanted to explain that kind of troublesome full score for the conductor to see.

"Hai, I know. I specifically transcribed it yesterday." Naoki Nagayama took a thick stack of paper from the car.

Dayou Fangcun nodded repeatedly after seeing it. "Not bad, this is the one. Then it will be fine after the symphony orchestra practices it. Speaking of which, we also need to change to a large recording studio."

"Hai, I'll trouble Dayou-san with these. And that ethereal voice..."

"Hmm, no problem, I will keep an eye on it."

Dayou Fangcun put away the score and prepared to take action. "Naoki-san, if the movie has other roles, you can also let the Wild Cat Sisters participate."

The Wild Cat Group, he almost forgot about them. "Do they have no announcements to attend?"

"Temporarily none... Without new works for a long time, the Wild Cat Group's fame is getting smaller and smaller, and the announcements received are getting fewer and fewer... If it weren't for Xiu-san having some filming work from time to time, I think this girl group could be disbanded..."

Dayou Fangcun had already let go of his obsession with the "original girl group" and was looking at the problem from the agency's perspective.

"What about the copyright of *Cat's Eye* that I asked Inada Yamin to negotiate last time?" Naoki Nagayama asked. "Still not negotiated?"

"Hai, it's still in the process of negotiation."

"Then don't worry. This time, let them participate in the filming first. I also plan to shoot a TV series with them as the leads next year~"

Naoki Nagayama said his plan for them, and Dayou Fangcun also breathed a sigh of relief. Since Naoki had considered it, that couldn't be better.

When he was about to go out, Dayou Fangcun suddenly seemed to think of something: "Naoki-san, you said the score was transcribed, right?"

"Hai, yes, what's wrong?" Could the format be wrong?

"In that case, there was an original copy long ago, right?"

"This song is also in Naoki-san's music library, right?"

"Naoki-san still has many songs stored there, right?"

Three questions in a row made Naoki Nagayama unable to answer for a moment: "Eh?"

Dayou Fangcun showed a smile that saw through everything. Sure enough, the lack of inspiration and so on were all fake. Naoki-san still had a lot of stock!

He had already made an appointment with designer Honma yesterday to go and inspect the tea house in Yingu today.

When Naoki Nagayama arrived at Yingu, he was already waiting there early.

"Naoki-san, long time no see. You've gotten a lot darker~" Honma greeted him with a smile.

Recently, many people had said he had gotten darker. After all, more than a month of sun and sea water was not so easy to bear.

"Hai, it's been a long time since I saw Honma-san too. How have you been recently?"

"Anyway, after Naoki-san's tea house is built, I also want to go and rest for a period of vacation." Honma joked and brought Naoki Nagayama to the location of the tea house.

Green roof, five-story eaves, white outer walls, carved beams and painted rafters... At first glance, it was no different from the palaces of temples and imperial palaces, but the glass windows made this building different from pure ancient-style buildings.

After walking through the door, the light coming through the skylight made the entire high-ceilinged hall exceptionally bright. Surrounding the central skylight, four floors were stacked in staggered layers, dividing into individual tea-drinking compartments.

Bonsai, bamboo screens, vases, paintings... The meticulous design of the first-class architect, besides being antique, also constructed a scene at every step in the details, giving every guest who came in a different experience.

The first floor was the lobby, the second and third floors were open-plan tea seats, simply divided by screens. Above the fourth floor were private rooms, and the fifth floor even had only two large private rooms in the front and back, all of which were pure Japanese-style tea room designs.

The entire tea house had only 22 tea seats, and could receive at most 80 people at the same time. In this city center where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold, it forcibly opened up a space to escape the secular world.

"It's really not bad, Honma-san!" Naoki Nagayama was very satisfied. "You've really worked hard during this time!"

"Where, where, this is what I should do!" The humble architect dared not take credit. "Naoki-san, the tea room is still missing a name. I plan to make a plaque according to the palace style and hang it at the door. When I asked last time, I hadn't thought about it. How about now?"

"Let's call it Sanmei Ju~." Naoki Nagayama thought for a moment, to stop distracting thoughts and make the mind calm~

"Hai, then the plaque can be installed next week." Honma continued to ask, "I don't know when this tea room plans to open for business?"

"This will take a while. There isn't even anyone to manage it~"

Speaking of this, Naoki Nagayama was also a bit blind. He built this tea room on a whim, and now he couldn't find anyone to manage it. Although he didn't expect it to make money, at least it should cover the electricity bills and so on.

Should he ask Dayou Fangcun again to see if there were any talents in his pocket?

The tea house, which was largely completed, still needed to be ventilated and aired for a period of time, which also happened to give Naoki Nagayama a gap to find a manager.

After inspecting this place, Naoki Nagayama continued to drive to Nakano Ward.

He called Nakamori Akina last night, but no one answered, which was not strange. The idol career was in a stage of rapid development. At this time, she should be very busy, and it was common to stay outside for a few days.

So he left a message saying he would send the gift directly.

Nakano Ward, the area where he first settled after arriving in Tokyo, had not changed much after two years. The layers of scattered single-family houses continued endlessly, interspersed with convenience stores, izakayas, video stores, bathhouses, etc. Slightly taller buildings were generally apartment buildings and schools.

High-rise buildings could not take root here. In Japan, where property rights were permanent, wanting to build a high-rise building in a residential area involved more complex relationships than the tangled wires on the utility poles on both sides of the road.

The shop owners on the street marked promotional activities with banners, the snack stall owners in the alley shouted about freshly baked snacks, and the housewives who came out to shop were occasionally attracted, standing in front of the stall hesitating, or walking directly into the store to pick products.

The entire area was full of the breath of life, which was the real appearance of Tokyo.

Naoki Nagayama had also been to Akina's apartment two or three times. The wealthy Nakamori rented a normal 1DK for the idols under her, at most it was in an apartment building, which was relatively safe.

She was not there, but the guard room generally had the function of receiving packages on behalf of others. Naoki Nagayama handed the packed gift to the elderly guard uncle.

"This is a package for Ms. Nakamori upstairs. She will come to pick it up in the evening. Sorry to trouble you~"

"Hai, please rest assured, I will pass it on to the lady." The uncle agreed very familiarly.

He didn't worry about things being embezzled or anything. In a credit society, no one wanted to lose their job because of a package, and... anyway, the things weren't expensive.

Running to three places in one morning, Naoki Nagayama felt that he had done a lot of things today, and his heart was very fulfilled.

Near noon, Naoki Nagayama was driving on the way back to Shanyingyuan. The slightly cool wind on his face neutralized the slight heat brought by the sun, making people feel refreshed, and his mood became happy~

Suddenly, Naoki Nagayama frowned, and his hand touched his belly unconsciously...

"Belly... hungry..."

He was about to reach Shanyingyuan, but Naoki Nagayama didn't think about going to a familiar high-end restaurant to eat, but slowed down in Kanda.

When listening to people chatting before, it seemed that there was a very delicious chicken sukiyaki in Sudacho here. Now it was not far away, just right to sacrifice his five internal organs!

This chicken sukiyaki restaurant named Botan, which means button in Japanese, was built in the fourth year of Showa after the Great Kanto Earthquake. At that time, this was still a place where tailors gathered. At that time, beef was expensive, and chicken was very civilian. Perhaps this was the sukiyaki restaurant that tailors often came to after work.

And now, the chicken sukiyaki that had been passed down for many years had become a specialty food in Sudacho.

The Botan shop used wooden windows and wavy glass, the style of the early Showa period, which was already a retro style nowadays, but the scenery and furnishings in the shop were quite tasteful.

The shop used a small square table meal-sharing system. After ordering, the waiter would send the food up with another small table. It still used the old-fashioned charcoal fire. The faint smoke not only didn't make people feel choked, but added a touch of smoky fragrance to the sukiyaki.

Fried tofu, green onions, and konjac noodles were placed in the pot, and chicken cut into pieces was added. After everything was boiled, it emitted the unique fragrance of chicken sukiyaki.

Large pieces of chicken were tumbling in the boiling soup base. Pick up a piece of hot chicken breast, wrap it in egg liquid, and stuff it into your mouth in one bite.

The freshly cooked chicken paired with the semi-solidified egg liquid was softer and smoother, almost without the need for teeth to exert force, it melted in the mouth at once, leaving only the rich fragrance to continue to stimulate your taste buds.

Pick up another piece of tofu and green onion. The fried tofu had been scalded softer. Gently test the temperature with your lips, then blow a few times, and enter the mouth with the green onion. The onion fragrance neutralized the faint bean smell, but highlighted the rich taste of chicken soup. The soft tofu had the feeling of meat, which was extremely similar to the tender chicken, but more delicious.

The konjac noodles were still white and tender, but the smooth and more Q-elastic taste, fused with the chicken soup, brought a richer taste experience to the tongue.

The hot sukiyaki, in the end, only remembered that it seemed to have eaten a mouthful of chicken fragrance, and the satisfaction in the belly.

"Thanks for the treat~"

Naoki Nagayama put down his chopsticks and thanked him sincerely. This kind of food without airs was the best gift prepared for hungry people!

Perhaps in the future, specifically looking for hidden food in Tokyo would also be a journey full of surprises.

Eh?

If it was filmed, wouldn't it become *The Solitary Gourmet*?

Omo series~~

Satisfied, he returned to Shanyingyuan. It was almost 2:00 in the afternoon.

Chubby Wang Wang Wang ran over at high speed, sniffing Naoki Nagayama who had just entered the door.

He looked at his empty hands again, and a pair of eyes overflowed.

"Wang Wang Wang~" (You went out to eat something delicious! And didn't take me!)

Naoki Nagayama poked the rounded dog head: "You are already so fat, you can't continue to eat! Just eat diet dog food!"

However, looking at the aggrieved fellow, he still softened his heart: "I'll give you one more molar stick today!"

After preparing lunch for Wang Wang Wang, Naoki Nagayama walked to the phone, took out a phone book from the small drawer underneath.

Found Fujita Keiko's work landline.

"Moshi moshi, this is Mitsui Real Estate, I am Fujita Keiko." The standard salesperson tone came from the receiver on the opposite side.

Naoki Nagayama greeted: "Keiko-san, long time no see, I am Naoki Nagayama!"

"..."

The opposite side of the receiver seemed to be silent for a while.

Then suddenly the tone became excited and answered: "Naoki-san? Is it really you?"

"Uh... it is indeed me..."

Naoki Nagayama was a bit hesitant, hearing that it was his own phone.

Fujita Keiko seemed to be very excited. Not seeing each other for half a year, could it be that someone had impersonated him?

... ===== CHAPTER 236 =====