Chapter 607: No, this is absolutely not normal!

In a high school in Nerima Ward, during class, the teacher on the podium used a gentle tone to talk about boring schoolwork, with a slow voice, more like a lullaby.

The good students in the front row were trying their best to listen to the knowledge in the textbook, some were whispering to their deskmates about the cram school after class, and the boys in the back row were secretly chatting about club activities in the afternoon, or places they were going to work part-time...

A gust of wind blew up the curtains, bringing some sports slogans from the playground. If there were some cicada chirping outside the window at this time, it would have more of the flavor of a manga~

One of the girls with long hair draped over her shoulders was lying on the desk for a nap. The May sun couldn't penetrate the hair draped over her face, and the gentle breeze blew through the windows, only bringing up a few strands of hair, which couldn't disturb the girl who was sleeping.

Suddenly, as if she had a nightmare, the girl on the table woke up suddenly...

She looked around hurriedly, oh... it was just an ordinary classroom~

"Tachibana... are you using a pager again? Tell me the number~" A boy in the back row talked to the girl, but didn't get any reply.

However, the thick-skinned boy didn't give up: "Tachibana... are you working part-time together today?"

"Hey! Yoshida!" The teacher, who didn't usually care about small movements in class, couldn't bear it anymore and called his name on the podium.

"Hai!" The boy named Yoshida answered subconsciously.

"What are you talking about in class? And you were rejected!"

Laughter erupted in the classroom instantly... This is...

"CUT! Yoshi!" The director standing behind the camera shouted loudly. "This is what I want! The youth in memory, the classroom in memory!"

Ito Shuichi Ido was leading the crew to film *Love Like Rain* in a high school. After dozens of takes, he finally filmed the scene he wanted.

"Everyone rest for a while, we are preparing for the next scene!"

Looking up and talking to the heroine Kobirumaki Kaoru Kobirumaki, while signaling the executive directors on the set to start arranging the scene preparation for the next scene, Ito Shuichi Ido picked up a bottle of Suntory Oolong tea and took a sip.

It was only a few scenes in a morning, and he was hoarse from talking, and even roared a few times... his throat was a little hoarse.

"Ito Shuichi-san, the next scene is still in the classroom. The general scene doesn't need much change. It's mainly the comic strip drawn by Yoshida and Tachibana on the textbook."

Regarding his boss's first love, Masataka Komori naturally wanted to catch up to help. As the deputy director, he was in charge of all filming progress.

"Are the props and everything okay?" Ito Shuichi Ido asked.

"Hai, it has been checked."

"The actors have also practiced the script, right?"

"Hai, there has been a rehearsal, and the lines have been memorized... However, the final performance still needs Ito Shuichi-san's personal guidance." Masataka Komori said.

"..." It's so troublesome to guide personally..." Ito Shuichi Ido sighed. "Why did it not feel troublesome at all when Naoki-san was there, filming the previous few movies... I only filmed a few shots in a morning for this movie!!! And NG more than ten times..."

"Is the gap really that big?!"

"..."

Masataka Komori looked at his direct boss and didn't know whether he should comfort him.

Ito Shuichi-san has been having a tantrum with Naoki-san these past few days because Naoki Nagayama exposed that this movie was based on Ito Shuichi-san's first love story, which led to Ito Shuichi-san not being able to go home for several days... He hadn't seen his beloved daughter Jia Yi for several days!

But speaking of which, Naoki Nagayama really didn't have many NG processes when filming movies. It seemed that he clearly knew what he wanted when filming, unlike other directors who had to wait until they were filmed to be sure... Sometimes they couldn't be sure even after filming...

So whether he was the director or not, as long as Naoki-san was on the side when filming, the feeling was very smooth, the effect filmed was very good, and the atmosphere of the set was also very good...

And when filming on Ito Shuichi-san's side... it was about the same as other directors in the film industry, just... very testing the skills of the actors~

After being depressed for a while, Ito Shuichi Ido didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly regained his vitality:

"Hmph, so what if that guy Naoki isn't here! I can film it just the same!"

"This time I must film it well and show it to him!"

Muttering, he immediately became energetic again and began to command the crew: "Everyone has rested enough, right?! We need to prepare for the next scene!"

"..."

The actors who had just taken a sip of water could only stand in position obediently... This rest time was not even ten minutes between classes!

At this moment, in the studio office of the Shu You Group.

Masataka Komori crossed his hands, full of embarrassment: "Naoki-san, you make it very difficult for me~"

This posture, this tone... Naoki Nagayama glanced at the thick solid wood desk, and finally managed to endure the impulse to overturn it and shout arrogantly, "If it's difficult, then don't do it!"

"Komori-san, I was just a momentary mistake. I didn't expect Ito Shuichi-san to be so vengeful~"

Naoki Nagayama adopted a strategy of complaining, and by the way, began to quibble for himself, "Besides, didn't I just create a hot spot for *Love Like Rain*?"

Masataka Komori had an expression of knowing nothing: "That's what you say, but because of Naoki-san's exposure, Ito Shuichi-san hasn't gone home for several days! When he called in the office yesterday, I could hear the coldness from the other side of the receiver!"

"Eh? Jiawei-san doesn't look like such a narrow-minded person?" Naoki Nagayama had met Ito Shuichi Ido's wife, Jiawei Ido, and his impression was a very gentle mature lady.

"Things like feelings... are hard to say clearly." Masataka Komori said with the tone of someone who had been there. "They have a good relationship as a couple, so they can't forgive so quickly~"

"Then... when will they forgive?"

"That's hard to say~" Masataka Komori comforted him. "However, it's not a matter of principle. When the anger passes, Ito Shuichi-san apologizes well, and comes a few more times, it should be no problem."

"..." This... then Ito Shuichi-san won't come to ambush me at Shanying Yuan again, right?" Ever since he heard that Ito Shuichi-san really waited for him at the gate of Shanying Yuan, Naoki Nagayama had a sense of urgency.

Fortunately, he stayed at Akina's apartment that night, otherwise if he was blocked, he didn't know what would happen~ However, he couldn't always not go home, right? Eitaro still had to be walked~

"This... shouldn't happen again~" Masataka Komori said. "Ito Shuichi-san has been busy filming *Love Like Rain* these past two days, but when he returned to the studio to place equipment at night, I heard that the tone on the phone seemed to have eased a lot~"

"Sigh~" Naoki Nagayama regretted his momentary slip of the tongue that day. What if he was asked more by reporters? Anyway, he didn't worry about too many debts!

"Naoki-san, it's better to avoid it for a while. Don't come to the studio at night and morning, maybe you'll run into him~" Masataka Komori gave his opinion. "Aren't you dealing with the new KTV? Just pay more attention to that~"

"Hmm... that's true~" Naoki Nagayama nodded. In fact, he had been at Shu You Capital these past few days. "However, it's better to solve this matter as soon as possible!"

"This can only hope that Jiawei-san will not be angry soon~"

"Yes, yes~"

Naoki Nagayama nodded and echoed, but in his mind, some ideas gradually sprouted~

How to make a woman not angry?!

Eh? It seems there are many ways on the internet in the past life!

"Komori-san, since there is nothing to do in the studio for the time being, I'll go out first~" Naoki Nagayama said to Masataka Komori. "Just happen to go see the KTV in Roppongi~"

Masataka Komori didn't say anything more: "Ah~ Then hurry over~"

"

May rain is green~

Sad, a lonely afternoon

In love, lonely

Warming the unreachable thoughts~

"

The relaxed melody accompanied his ears, as if someone was telling you about his own youth love~

The radio of the convertible echoed this song *First Love* by Takazo Murashita. Since its release last year, Naoki Nagayama had expected it to be popular again in May. Sure enough, the radio stations were playing this song everywhere now~

Humming along with the music, Naoki Nagayama soon arrived at the bookstore location in Roppongi. Now it was in full swing here.

"Cousin Feng?!"

Naoki Nagayama walked into the hoarding and saw his cousin working in the middle of a group of workers in the dusty construction site, and couldn't help but shout.

You are the party A! How did you walk on the wrong path of party B!

However, this guy didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Ah, Naoki~ I saw they were too busy, so I helped out~"

And then he turned his head and pointed to the old people in the club next to him: "Everyone helped too!"

"This..."

Naoki Nagayama turned his head and looked. Sure enough, the people under the masks were all old members of the Shizuoka branch of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and each of them seemed to be very agile, working in full swing...

Although it was said that the Yamaguchi-gumi was originally started by construction workers, you guys... this is too shameful!

Seeing his cousin coming, Feng Yongshan didn't indulge in working too much, took off his mask and took Naoki Nagayama to a clean place:

"Why did Naoki come today?"

"Just want to see the progress of the KTV and see when it can open." Naoki Nagayama refused the cigarette handed by Cousin Feng. In this life, he still wanted to be healthier.

"Ah... because the internal circuit pipelines have been laid, just need to adjust slightly, and then you can lay the floor and walls..." Feng Yongshan was very happy. "This time it's much faster than Harajuku!"

Naoki Nagayama looked, and sure enough, the workers didn't dare to rest at all!

It was also true, next to them was a group of tattooed burly men looking at them covetously. Although they would occasionally help, the look that seemed like they would pounce if they stopped was really scary!

So everyone used all their strength, wanting to end this project as soon as possible.

"Hehe~" Naoki Nagayama could only laugh along. "It seems that this time it might be possible to try business in May!"

"Yes, very fast, the second KTV in Tokyo is about to open!" Feng Yongshan also looked at this site very happily. "By the way, Naoki, the contracts for the third and fourth properties have been signed, and we will continue to renovate them without stopping!"

"High efficiency!" Naoki Nagayama laughed. "It seems that there is hope to cover Tokyo by the end of the year!"

"Hahaha, that's for sure. I also want to open one in Shimizu! When I go back to my hometown for the New Year, I can go to K-song!" Feng Yongshan was very fond of this kind of entertainment as KTV.

"Hahaha, good idea!" Naoki Nagayama teased. "Let Uncle Xiong Yuan go play when the time comes!"

"..." Hearing this, Feng Yongshan's face turned black. "Father... forget it!"

"Eh? Why?"

"Father's singing voice, that's a sound wave weapon!!!" Feng Yongshan seemed to think of something, and his neck shivered. "I absolutely don't want to sing with him in a private room!"

"..."

Shatei-gashira Shogo Hamasaki happened to pass by, and after hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but despise Feng Yongshan. The look in his eyes was clearly "You two are the same"...

In the dusty construction site, Naoki Nagayama and Cousin Feng chatted for a while, then looked at the work of plastering with interest, and then politely refused Cousin Feng's suggestion to let him experience it.

"I have something else to do later... It's not good to get too much dust on my body..."

"I see, then it's the same to try next time!" Feng Yongshan didn't think much about it. In this era, as long as men in small cities, more or less, would know a little bit of cement work, he didn't feel that learning construction skills was anything.

"Haha, then let's talk about it next time~"

Saying that, Naoki Nagayama left the construction site~

Along the Roppongi Avenue, Naoki Nagayama drove directly to Ginza. After all, there was one important thing to do today, which was to make Ito Shuichi Ido's wife forgive him as soon as possible.

Although it was a bit strange for Naoki Nagayama to think of a way for this, but since he was the culprit, he was still troubled by this consequence...

The shops in Ginza were one after another, and the dazzling products were stacked one after another, or the shining luster, or the beautiful stripes, or the luxurious materials, or the exquisite shapes...

In short, they were all highlighting one word—expensive!

However, Naoki Nagayama was not short of money!

"A bag is fine, right!" Naoki Nagayama looked at the latest Prada bag and asked the young female clerk next to him. "You say, if I buy it and give it to a lady, she will definitely not be angry anymore, right?"

The young and beautiful female clerk showed a bright smile: "Yes, if it were me, I would definitely not be angry anymore!"

"Hmm... then buy it!" Naoki Nagayama didn't hesitate too much, wrote the check, and wrote the address by the way. "You guys should have delivery service, right? Please send this bag to this address!"

"Hai!" The female clerk's smile was a bit bitter, but she was still very diligent. "We will send someone to send it over, and it will be delivered by tonight at the latest!"

"Hmm, please be sure to deliver it!" Naoki Nagayama paid the delivery fee and tip, and gave the female clerk a smile. "Otherwise, I'll be in trouble~"

"Please rest assured!"

The female clerk only felt her breathing was hot. She recognized this super handsome star as soon as Naoki Nagayama entered the store, and now with a smile... it was really unbearable!

After Naoki Nagayama walked out of the store door, the female clerk calmed down gradually, looking at the delivery address a bit sourly: "I don't know which woman is so lucky!! It's really enviable!"

And Naoki Nagayama, who walked out of the store, thought again:

"Ito Shuichi-san is actually already very rich, and his relationship with Jiawei-san is so good... Prada's bag, shouldn't be anything, right... Is it not enough?"

His eyes happened to turn to the brand specialty store of Hermes, Naoki Nagayama hesitated for a moment, and walked in again...

"Please wrap this Hermes silk scarf..."

Walked out of the store~

"Is the silk scarf too small?"

Naoki Nagayama looked around at the luxury shops in Ginza again...

"Please wrap this set of Gucci cosmetics..."

"Please wrap this Chanel perfume..."

By the time Naoki Nagayama came back to his senses, he had bought six or seven items without knowing it...

Sure enough, once a person doesn't need to consider the price of goods, it is easy to fall into a strange desire to shop. Naoki Nagayama, who was already financially free, didn't need to consider anything for these ordinary luxury goods...

"Haha, if Jiawei-san is still angry after buying so many things, Ito Shuichi-san, how do you usually treat her!" Naoki Nagayama sighed~

However, speaking of which, after buying so many things, there wasn't one bought for himself, or for his girlfriend? Naoki Nagayama felt a little empty instantly, so he started sweeping goods in other luxury shops~

So on this day, a legend of a "big fat sheep" emerged in the luxury shop street of Ginza!

It is said that this guy would stroll around every shop he passed, buy one item in every shop, and not miss a single one!

Naoki Nagayama, who finished shopping, dialed a phone call to Akina's pager, and then received a reply in the telephone booth.

"Naoki-san!" The voice on the phone was full of energy from his girlfriend.

"Does Akina have any arrangements tonight?" Naoki Nagayama asked. "Want to have dinner with you~"

"Tonight... well..." Akina in the TV station lounge hurriedly flipped through the itinerary. "There is a dance class... until... 9 o'clock!"

"9 o'clock~ It's not too late~ Eat a little less at night, just right for a midnight snack~" Naoki Nagayama said. "Then I'll come pick you up?"

"Okay, okay~" The little girlfriend was immediately happy. "I'm in the dance training room in Bunkyo, the address is..."

"Okay, wait for me tonight, I brought you a gift!"

"Hontoni? What is it?"

"How can this be said in advance..."

"Eh~~~"

It seems that before meeting, Akina will be thinking about what the gift is~

In the evening,

After filming the scenes for the whole day in one take after another, Ito Shuichi Ido felt exhausted and just wanted to go home and have a good rest~

Ah, no... can't go home... the wife is still angry~

Ito Shuichi Ido instantly felt resentment towards a guy named Naoki Nagayama again!

"Ito Shuichi-san, the equipment has been packed." Masataka Komori came to report to Ito Shuichi Ido. "Today, all the scenes in the school have been filmed. Starting tomorrow, the set will be at the restaurant!"

"Hmm... I know." Ito Shuichi Ido nodded absentmindedly. "Go early tomorrow to prepare."

"Hai!" Masataka Komori hesitated for a moment. "Does Ito Shuichi-san want to go back to the studio with us?"

"I naturally return..." Ito Shuichi Ido thought about going home subconsciously, but then thought, he couldn't go back, and instantly fell into emo.

"Ahem... Ito Shuichi-san, has Jiawei-san not been angry yet?" Masataka Komori was a close subordinate and naturally knew Ito Shuichi Ido's current situation.

"Sigh..." A long sigh exhausted the bitterness of a man.

"Uh... has Ito Shuichi-san thought about sending a gift of apology?" Masataka Komori suggested carefully.

"Gift? We have been husband and wife for so many years, my money is her money! If she wants a gift, she can go buy it directly!" Ito Shuichi Ido's words were full of the straightforwardness of a married man.

"This... it's better to send one." Masataka Komori persuaded. "That way there will be surprises."

"You mean, still have to be sticky like when we were in love?" Ito Shuichi Ido felt goosebumps all over. "The child is already 10 years old! Yuck... thinking about it is not good!"

"..."

Masataka Komori decided not to persuade~

"Komori, you go first, I'm going to the bathroom!" Ito Shuichi Ido left by using the excuse of going to the bathroom.

Halfway there, he hesitated in his heart, "Should I really send a gift... But if I send it, what if she doesn't open the door when I go back!"

After thinking for a long time, he thought of a flower shop near his home, borrowed the phone in the teacher's office, and started whispering "..."

"Hai... please help me send a bouquet of roses to this address, and write 'Please forgive me!' on the card..."

"Eh? Is there a difference between 9, 19, etc.?" Ito Shuichi Ido thought about it and felt that he was not short of money. "Then 99!"

"Hai, please send it over as soon as possible... Please send the bill to..."

After finishing the call, Ito Shuichi Ido walked towards the crew's fleet.

In the villa area of Setagaya, in a two-story detached villa, Jiawei Ido was making dinner for her daughter who had returned home.

"Mom~ Is Dad not coming back today either?"

Jia Yi Ido hadn't seen her father for several days. Although it was said to be for work, the smart her clearly felt something was wrong. It happened after her mother slapped the newspaper on the table one day.

"Hmm, he's filming a movie!"

Jiawei Ido walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and put today's dinner on the dining table, making a slapping sound.

Speaking of movies, her mood became even worse. What first love? Actually want to film a movie to commemorate it?!

"Then when will it be filmed?" Jia Yi Ido asked.

"Who knows, don't worry about him! Let him film!"

Jiawei Ido was very unhappy and went to serve the soup pot. Originally, she thought she had slowly calmed down, but as soon as she thought of this, her heart began to feel sour again!

Little Jia Yi didn't speak and buried her head in eating. In this family, the strict

"Ding-dong~" The doorbell rang.

Yin Yin Tangjiayi tidied herself up and went to open the door, only to see a delivery guy standing at the entrance holding a large bouquet of roses:

"Excuse me, is this the Yin Tang residence?"

"Hi! What is this?" Yin Yin Tangjiayi was a little slow to react; the last time her husband sent flowers was nearly ten years ago!

The delivery guy handed over a receipt: "These are the roses ordered by Mr. Yin Tang! Please sign for them."

"Ah... hi!" Yin Yin Tangjiayi signed her name subconsciously, then carried the bouquet into the living room with some effort.

Her young daughter put down her dinner and ran over: "So many roses!"

Then, with quick eyes and fast hands, she spotted the card among them: "Please forgive me... these are flowers from Dad!"

Yin Yin Tangjiayi reached out and took the card, feeling very happy inside, but on the surface, she put on a look of disdain: "Why buy so many flowers? There's no place to put them in the house! What a waste!"

Although she said that, her body was very honest as she went to find vases.

After Yin Yin Tangjiayi finished dinner, this huge bouquet of roses was divided into three vases and placed in the living room, dining room, and bedroom respectively. The little girl clearly felt that her mother's complexion had improved a lot, and there was even a smile on the corners of her mouth.

Just as the two of them were preparing to watch TV...

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell rang again!

Yin Yin Tangjiayi opened the door again, and outside was a delivery guy she didn't recognize:

"Excuse me, is this the Yin Tang residence? I've brought the items purchased earlier!"

"? Purchased items, what are they?"

"Uh... it's a new Prada handbag..." the delivery guy said very straightforwardly, and then opened the packaging to show her.

"A Prada bag?" Yin Yin Tangjiayi was pleasantly surprised.

"Hi, please sign for it."

After checking, Yin Yin Tangjiayi signed, subconsciously feeling that this was also a gift from her husband.

"Mom, what is it?" The little girl looked at the packaging bag curiously.

"It's a bag~" Yin Yin Tangjiayi pretended it was no big deal. After opening the packaging, she and her daughter admired it together. "Your dad still has a conscience, at least he knows to buy the latest model bag~"

"Prada is very expensive, right?" Although she was still young, Jia Yi already had the sensitivity unique to women.

"It's alright~"

Just as the two women, one big and one small, were happily stroking the new bag and discussing what to pair it with,

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell rang again!

"There's more?" Yin Yin Tangjiayi was a little surprised.

"I'll go open it!"

The little girl flew over and excitedly opened the door. Sure enough, another delivery guy was standing at the door:

"Excuse me... is this the Yin Tang residence? I've brought the items purchased earlier..."

"Okaasan! It really is! This time it's a silk scarf!" The little girl's voice became sharp~

"......."

Yin Yin Tangxiu, who had finished dinner with the production crew, returned to the office to rest for a while; he might have to make do with a hotel for the night later~

The office was empty; Fangcun Fangcun Dayou had naturally already left work, and there were still a few people in the studio on duty handling publicity matters.

Yin Yin Tangxiu sat in his office chair and stretched, only then remembering to call home to ask if the gifts had arrived~

So he dialed the number:

"Moshi Moshi Moshi Moshi, this is the Yin Tang residence." The breathing in the receiver seemed a bit hurried.

"Honey~ it's me..." Yin Yin Tangxiu said with a hint of awkwardness, "Did the gifts arrive?"

"They arrived!" The voice in the receiver paused, then said in a not-very-firm tone, "But... don't think you can get away with it so easily! I'm telling you... if you dare to do this kind of thing again in the future..."

"No, definitely not! I promise!" Yin Yin Tangxiu finally reacted, unleashing the shameless spirit of his dating days.

Listening to her husband's promise and looking at the smooth silk scarf and beautiful bag in her hands, Yin Yin Tangjiayi already had the intention to forgive him; at this moment, she was just putting on an act.

"Hmph... since that's the case..."

Just at this moment, Yin Yin Tangxiu seemed to hear the doorbell ringing at home through the receiver, followed by his daughter's voice: "It's here again!"

Then came his wife's hurried words: "I'll call you back later!"

Listening to the busy signal in the receiver, Yin Yin Tangxiu felt a bit strange, but maybe she was busy~ Anyway, as long as his wife forgave him, maybe he could go home today~ Hahaha~

The middle-aged man in the office revealed a smile.

Thus, for the next half hour, Yin Yin Tangxiu had a very strange time, because every five or six minutes, his home would call him...

"Considering you're so thoughtful, I'll forgive you this time! Remember this lesson, you hear me!"

The tone of his wife's voice in the receiver seemed a bit tsundere, but it had already softened a lot. Just as Yin Yin Tangxiu wanted to take the opportunity to say he was coming home, he heard the doorbell ring again, along with his daughter's surprised exclamation.

"Talk later~"

Five minutes later~

"Ahem, actually you don't need to spend money so recklessly, I'm not that jealous of a person... come back and sleep tonight, your daughter misses you~"

Question marks rose over Yin Yin Tangxiu's head. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he heard the doorbell again, and his daughter's exclamation.

"Talk later~"

Four minutes later~

"Anata (husband), I've received your feelings. Come back quickly tonight, your daughter misses you, and I haven't seen you for a long time either. Have you eaten well these past two days? Do you want me to make you some late-night snacks..."

Yin Yin Tangxiu became increasingly confused: "This is... what's going on? Did something happen?"

"You guy, you just spend money recklessly~ Actually, you don't have to be like this..."

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang again, his daughter's exclamation, the busy signal in the receiver... Yin Yin Tangxiu fell into silence facing the telephone... Is this... possessed?

Three minutes later~

"Darling..." The voice in the receiver didn't sound like his wife's anymore, "Come back quickly, your daughter and I are both waiting for you at home..."

The doorbell rang again, his daughter's exclamation... A few minutes later:

"Xiu-kun~~~" The voice in the receiver was filled with thick sweetness; it had actually changed to the pet name from their passionate dating period, "I'll send our daughter to stay at neighbor Mrs. Aoki's place, and she'll have a sleepover with her good friend Aoki for the night!"

"I'm putting on makeup right now~ All these gifts and such will be put to use~ And there's also that one I secretly bought before... sexy lingerie~"

"Come back quickly~ I'm waiting for you at home!!!"

"......."

Yin Yin Tangxiu listened to the voice in the receiver, and for some reason, he felt a chill down his spine and his whole body tensed up...

No!

Something is wrong!

This is absolutely not normal!

Has his wife been possessed by a demon!

If he goes back tonight, he feels like he won't even have bones left!!!

The middle-aged man in the office was tangled and uneasy, even pulling out a tuft of his hair...