Tokyo Bubble Life Chapter 207

   Naoki Naoki was unable to go out on the weekends he finally came across because he was ill.

I don't know if it was a little bit of rain when it rained yesterday, or because I broke my stomach when I was drinking, or because I didn't cover my belly when I went to bed at night. Sweat, vomiting and diarrhoea, and hangover dizziness, but luckily no fever.

The weak Naoki Naoki struggled to take a hot bath. After feeling a little awake, he looked at his face in the half-length mirror of the bathroom. The originally fair and ruddy face became pale and weak, and he even pulled his beard. Ballasted up.

   I remembered last night in the nightclub, a group of three people were eating and drinking, singing and playing games. After that, they were constantly persuaded by a group of young and beautiful young ladies and sisters. I can't remember how much alcohol they drank in the end.

   Looking at his haggard face in the mirror, he sighed in his heart:

   "I was hurt by wine, so haggard!"

   "Forget it, from today onwards, drink less!"

  Battaro outside the door also seemed to feel that his master was sick today. He sat on the ground and looked at Naoki Naoyama, while wagging his tail slightly, and made a humming sound, his expression was full of concern.

  Nagayama Naoki warmed his heart and patted his head; "Taro, stay with the tape! Your master is in good health and will recover soon."

   But in order to recover better, Naoki Naoki still went to the clinic near Shan Yingyuan and prescribed some medicine for diarrhea,

  Speaking of which, this was the first time I went to the hospital since the Showa era.

   Yongshan Naoki, who returned home, entered the recuperation mode and only ate a little millet porridge.

   Then he lay down on the sofa in the living room, put on a thin blanket, kept warm water at hand, and put the novel aside, and turned on the TV.

Sometimes people will find a very strange phenomenon, when you feel too idle and want to find something to do, no one will disturb you all day; and if you feel too tired and want to rest quietly. At that time, things came to you one by one.

   The phone next to "Ding Ling Ling" rang and persevered.

  Nagayama Naoki had to pick it up: "Moses Moses, this is Shan Yingyuan."

   "Zhishu-sang, aren't you coming to the studio today?" The opposite is actually a friend of Fangcun, saying that you, a middle-aged man who drank the film, didn't have anything today?

   "I don't plan to pass today, I haven't woken up from a hangover, I still have a little diarrhea, and I'm very weak today." Naoki Naoki's tone was a little weak, "There shouldn't be anything important for the time being, right?"

   "Ah, Naoshu-san, your health is not good?! Did you fall down after drinking alcohol all night? Even Shuichi-san is very energetic today!"

  Otamura Yoshimura mocked Naoki Naoki mercilessly, and then went on to say: "I originally wanted to discuss the casting of the story of Hachiko with Naoki, but now it seems unlikely."

"As for the male lead, you and Xiu Yisang can figure it out. Anyway, I don't know many male actors, but for the female lead, I have contacted Ke Nan Zisang before, and she will be free for about two weeks in May. , I think it should be enough, right?" Naoki Naoki pushed everything to the other two, and then offered a heroine option.

   "Can Nan Zisang? That's really great!" Of course, it is very good to meet an actor who has worked with him. Fangmura Daitomo said, "I will contact the BURNING office immediately to confirm the matter."

   Then he added: "Then Zhishusang, rest well, take good care of your body, and if you need any help, you can let me know."

   "Arigada Tomosan, I won't be polite if you need it, hahaha~"

   After hanging up the phone, Naoki Naoyama breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of warm water, and prepared to continue lying down.

   Unexpectedly, another ring of jingle bells came over!

   "This doesn't make people rest." Naoki Naoyama could only pick up the phone again, "Moses Moses. This is Yamazakurain~"

   "Ah, is that Naoki-san? I'm Sakata Naoya!" The voice across from the microphone was still a little excited, "I thought Naokushi-san would not be home at this time, so I just wanted to leave a message."

   "Haha, just in time. Naoysan, is the design drawing ready?" Naoki Naoki knew that Sakata Nao also called at this time, mostly because of the design of the disco.

   "Hey, the latest version of the design sketch has been drawn, and the model has been done up all night!" Sakata Naoya's voice was very excited, "Is Naokushi-san free to take a look today?"

Is    actually designed by staying up late? Really hard work! But Naoki Yongshan made up his mind not to go out today, so he could only decline:

   "Naoysan, it's really reliable!" First he praised, then expressed regret, "I also want to see the latest design, but unfortunately I can't go today."

   went on to describe the reason: "Because I suddenly fell ill, I have to cultivate at home today. What's more, my brain is not very clear, and I can't make accurate judgments."

   finally proposed an alternative: "Naoysan, or I will go to the office next Monday morning, and I will be more awake in the morning!"

How about   , the perfect refusal template, after learning to refuse others casually!

After   Sakata Naoya understood, he nodded quickly: "Soga, since that's the case, there's really no way out, Naokushi-san, please take good care of your body and get well soon.

  I will be waiting for Naoki-san at the office next Monday. "

   "Hi, see you then!"

   hung up the phone, Naoki Naoki thought to himself, and solved another troublesome matter, no one should call in the morning, right?

  It was an accident, Naoki Naoki stared at the phone for a long time, making sure that he would not ring again.

   Just as he was about to lie down again, the **** phone rang again!

  “Jingle Bell~”

   "Moses Moses, this is Yamazakurain"

   answered the phone with a helpless look on his face, his voice was weak, and there were actually people calling, it's better not to be a sales call!

   "Naoshu-san?" Opposite the microphone was a female voice, "Why does it sound so weak?"

   "Ah, it's Akina sauce!" Naoki Naoki heard the voice, "The reason for the weak voice is because of illness~"

   "Sick? What's wrong? Naoki-san doesn't matter, right?" Akina asked hurriedly, her voice sounded two degrees higher.

   "It's just a bad stomach, and I'm a little weak now." Naoki Naoki hurried back, "The medicine has been prescribed, no problem."

   "Is that so?" The tone on the other side was still a little worried.

  Nagayama Naoki hurriedly changed the subject, Nakamori Akina actually called at around 10:00 in the morning: "Is Akinchan at home today on vacation? Wasn't it very busy when you debuted?"

"Ah, hey, because I will debut next week, the schedule will be very full, so this weekend, the chief of the temple forest has a holiday." Mingna answered the question subconsciously, and then asked, "Is Naokushi really okay? , what about the food? Does anyone take care of it?"

"Uh, I didn't ask anyone to take care of me, Ming Cai-sang, this is just a minor illness. Although I'm a little weak, I can still cook by myself. There is still a lot of food in the refrigerator." Naoki Yongshan comforted, "Don't worry, it's nothing. questionable."

   At this time, Akina Nakamori was in the apartment, talking on the phone in home clothes,

   Originally, I planned to go back to my hometown this weekend, but as a family of a ramen restaurant, I couldn't rest during the day on weekends. The children were able to take care of themselves. My mother, Chieko, was also helping in the shop at this time.

  If you want to relax, it is more comfortable in your own apartment.

   But at this time, when he heard that Naoshu Yongshan was sick and no one was taking care of him, Mingcai suddenly became worried: "What's wrong with Naoshu-sang, you can actually eat a bad stomach."

   In her head, she made up the life of a single man: she opened the refrigerator, took out the cold food from a few days ago, warmed it up a little, and then ate the beer alive.

Hearing this complaint, Naoki Naoki felt a little wronged, and recalled the situation last night: "Mingcaijiang, I don't know, who knew that I would have diarrhea after eating sushi and drinking this time, and there was no problem before~ "

   Nakamori Akina confirmed his conjecture at once, "It really is!"

   But Naoki-san has already had a bad stomach and is so weak that he can't cook. If he continues to eat frozen food, will his health deteriorate further?

   Nakamori Akina, who has been ill since childhood, has a very good understanding of the situation after being ill.

   Thinking of Naoshu Sang, who may be as thin as a firewood in the future, I felt anxious for a while.

   "What?" Naoki Naoki felt that Akina seemed to have misunderstood something, and was about to explain, when she heard Nakamori Akina on the other end of the phone saying helplessly,

   "It's just a day off, so I'll come and visit Naoki-san who is sick. Naoki-san lives in Yamazakurain next to Meiji University, right?"

After    finished speaking, Akina Nakamori took a breath and waited nervously for Naoki Naoki's reply.

   It is said to be a visit, but in fact it is to take care of it!

  Yongshan Naoki understood the meaning hidden in Mingcai's rhetoric, and couldn't help being a little moved. Such kindness to others must not be rejected.

   "Hey, right next to that small park, there is a small gray two-story western-style building. It is easy to find. There is a big cherry tree in the yard."

   Nakamori Akina breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Is there anything Naokushi-san would like to buy by the way?"

   "Haha, there's still a lot in the fridge, but if you can bring some green vegetables, I'd be very grateful~"

   "Then Zhishusang cultivate well, see you later!"

   After Nakamori Akina hung up the phone, he changed into his usual uniform and walked to the nearby vegetable market.

   In addition to green vegetables, of course, you must buy some foods that nourish your body.

   Kadokawa Haruki's villa,

   I woke up from last night's hangover, and Haruki Kadokawa was drinking sober soup while talking to the driver,

   "So, Naoki Naoki Naoyama got us all drunk? Hahaha~"

   "Hey, it's the youngest one." The driver replied with a slight bow, "He also sent the other drunk people home after that."

   "Oh? Didn't you send it?"

   "No, although I offered to send the president back and send them back one by one, but Naoki Naoki refused." The driver continued, "They called a taxi."

   "Haha, it's good to go back." Haruki Kadokawa took a sip of the soup, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Did you help pay the bill for the nightclub?"

  As a full-time driver, it is common for Kadokawa Haruki to help with the checkout when he is drunk, and there is such a special fund for him.

   "President, no." The driver said, "The bill has already been paid when I received it from the president."

   Kadokawa Haruki smiled when he heard the words: "Omo is le, this guy Naoki Naoyama."

  Although the cost of going to a nightclub can't be said to be regarded as money as shit, but the promised treat is actually paid by the guest, which makes Haruki Kadokawa have a peculiar feeling.

   It's like an ordinary friend helping to advance money. This kind of feeling has rarely been seen since I inherited the Kadokawa Bookstore. Anyway, he paid most of the time when I went out to play.

   Kadokawa Haruki nodded, then continued to drink the soup,

   "Then please come back next time."

   When it was close to 12:00, Naoki Naoki heard the sound of the doorbell,

  The doorbell of Shan Yingyuan is not used as frequently as the telephone ring, only less than twice a month.

  Nagayama Naoki stood up, opened the door, and there was Akina Nakamori standing outside,

At this time, I was wearing a purple coarse knitted wool coat, white shirt, light gray straight-leg pants, and a pair of small white shoes. I had long fluffy hair like an extended version of the head of a saint, and the smiling face became smaller and smaller. Exquisite, the whole person is youthful and beautiful,

   "Straight Tree Mulberry!"

   Mingcai at the door was still holding a shopping bag in his hand, which was bulging, but the two green onions that popped up showed that there was a high probability that it was full of food.

   "Mingcaijiang, you're here, why did you buy so many things? It's heavy, right? Hurry up and give it to me."

Seeing the shopping bag that looked heavy, Naoki Yongshan bent over and wanted to take it over first, but Xiao Mingcai quickly avoided it, then picked up the shopping bag with one hand and looked relaxed, and said with a smile arrive:

   "Haha, Naoshu-sang, no need, things are not heavy, you are so weak, so don't be too tired."

   Nakamori Akina looked at Naoki Naoki who was pale and said, "It's very pale, it's the first time I've seen Naoki-san like this."

   "It's just a momentary weakness." Naoshu Yongshan's mouth was hard, "Come in quickly, speaking of which, it's the first time for Akina sauce to visit Shan Yingyuan, right?"

   "Hey, last time I remembered that Naoki-san lived in an apartment near Waseda." After Akina Nakamori entered, she put down her shopping bags in the kitchen, and then looked around curiously,

   This two-story small western-style building looks inconspicuous light gray from the outside and is very low-key, but the interior decoration implies luxury in a low-key way.

   "Is the floor made of ebony?" Akina Nakamori saw the dark brown floor in the living room and liked it very much.

   "Hey, there is a relatively quiet feeling, so I chose this color."

   Hearing someone, Taro ran out, barking loudly,

   "Is this Bettaro?"

   "Ah, Akinsan hasn't met Bataro yet, he's a very squeamish boy."

  Nagayama Naoki grabbed the little guy and brought him down, then scratched the little guy's stomach, and Akina also touched the head of Taro, and then heard the sound of bang bang bang.

  Xiao Mingcai's eyes suddenly lit up: "Kawaii!" Then he pinched Bataro's face.

Eh? In this situation, how is it similar to Crane?

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