Chapter 114 Beginning

"Teacher Fujiwara, you really care about me. I will definitely treat you as a filial father in the future."

Kono Aoi said while stuffing chicken skewers into her mouth.

Aoi Kono ate until her mouth was full of oil, Nobu Satoshi Takagi smiled and Kei Fujiwara looked at her speechlessly.

She met this guy by chance at the door of the TV station. She was invited to audition for a drama, and she happened to meet the production team of "The Lonely Gourmet".

Agent Fukuyama Etsuko pulled Kono Aoi over to say hello. Takagi Nobu Satoshi liked this seemingly clueless little girl, so he chatted a few more words.

When Kono Aoi knew that they were going to film a food show, her eyes immediately lit up. Etsuko Fukuyama secretly thought something was wrong. Just when she was about to pull Kono Aoi away, Takagi Nobu Satoshi invited her to eat yakiniku together.

Before Etsuko Fukuyama had time to decline, Kono Aoi immediately agreed and followed the production team to the yakiniku restaurant where the filming was done. After the filming, they sat down and started eating.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but Kei Fujiwara felt that Aoi Kono had become noticeably mellower. It seemed that the dieting and weight loss method adopted by Miss Fukuyama a while ago had the opposite effect.

The TV screen makes people look wider, and actors have to be thin in order to be on camera, and sometimes they even have to be pathologically thin. Many actors who look stunning on screen are as skinny as tuberculosis ghosts in real life.

Although Aoi Kono has become more rounded, she actually looks better in real life, but she suffers on the screen.

"I think the chicken skin is the most delicious, followed by the lantern, and the third is the chicken tail." Seeing Miss Fukuyama's murderous look, Kono Aoi didn't dare to eat anymore. Put down the bamboo sticks and give your own evaluation.

"Little girl, you have good taste." Takagi Nobutong greatly agreed in his heart, and immediately felt that the hero had similar views.

Kono Aoi tilted her head and thought for a while: "But I think it will taste better if I add more green onion flavor."

"Pah." Takagi Nobutong slapped his thigh, "Expert, really an expert."

"What a bother." Etsuko Fukuyama stepped forward, "This kid is causing trouble for you all."

"It doesn't matter." Kei Fujiwara said, "Has Kono taken on any new works recently?"

Etsuko Fukuyama said happily: "No, I just participated in a few auditions, but I am still considering it. If Mr. Fujiwara has a new work, we will have a schedule at any time."

"No, let me ask..."

After the filming, a group of people were preparing to leave the bird-burning shop. The boss came out and asked Fujiwara Kei for an autograph, holding a copy of "White Night Journey" in his hand.

The boss is young, only in his thirties, and looks a little shy, "Teacher Sima Keita, I am your fan. When I held a book signing event before, I was busy with things in the store, so I never had time to go. It is convenient. Will you sign this?"

This book is a paperback edition. Kei Fujiwara recognized it at a glance as the first edition of "White Night Journey", which was the first tens of thousands of copies sold. This boss was one of the first readers to support "White Night Journey".

Kei Fujiwara was a little moved. He quickly took the book with both hands, took out his pen, and wrote a series of words on the title page of the book very seriously.

"Thank you very much for your support." Kei Fujiwara said, "Also, your roasted bird is very delicious."

"Thank you for the compliment. I will definitely support your new work." The young boss also looked very happy.

After leaving the yakiniku shop, Kei Fujiwara did not follow the film crew back to the studio, but went straight home.

After arriving home, Kei Fujiwara opened the computer document and wrote the next chapter of "Genius Detective Mitarashi Kyoshi". The opening chapter of "The Bandage Monster Murder Case" has been written. Through this simple case, the main purpose is to portray the characters and Set an eerie and scary tone and prepare for the next course.

In the second case, Kei Fujiwara is preparing to write "Astrological Killing Magic".

The pioneering work of Xinbenge (biange), it is also the pinnacle of this genre and one of the most amazing tricks in the history of reasoning. Of course, it is also the hardest hit area for plagiarism... Many authors have almost changed the tricks in "Astrology Killing Magic" and directly used it as their own work, and some even don't bother to change it.

The first chapter of "Genius Detective Mitarai Keiro" was finally officially published in the July issue of "Spring and Autumn Literature Appreciation".

The sales volume of this issue of the magazine directly increased. The magazine's promotional posters were plastered all over major bookstores. Even the comic image posters of Mitarai Kiyoshi can be seen on the billboards of the trams.

Tokyo Bunge University, Faculty of Letters.

On the second day after "Spring and Autumn Literature Appreciation" was officially released, almost every member of the Literature Department had a copy.

"Hey, Nanako, what do you think of Teacher Shiba Keita's new work?" Ogata Shinyo asked after reading the book.

"I think it's very interesting, the character setting of the protagonist and so on, but it's only the first chapter, so I still have to watch it again before I can judge."

"Hey, don't be extra tolerant just because he is your idol. Isn't this kind of genius detective character very common on the market?" Ogata Shinyo said with contempt.

"Although that's true, it still feels a little different from the others."

"Women are such terrible creatures. They can make up any lies for the sake of the person they like..."

Togada Nanako trembled and immediately denied: "What kind of person do you like? Shindai, please stop talking nonsense."

Ogata Shinyo tilted his head: "What am I talking about? Isn't Keita Sima your favorite mystery writer? Isn't he a human being? Oh, you are thinking wrong."

"...If you keep doing this, I will delete your game saves." Computers are not yet available in every household. Togada Nanako comes from a wealthy family and is one of the few college students with a private computer. So Ogata Matsuyo would go to her house to play games from time to time.

In other words, Nanako Togata holds the power of life and death in the game that Ogata Shindai is playing now.

Ogata Shinyo immediately surrendered and hurriedly rubbed his hands as if begging, "I was wrong, Miss Nanako, you must not delete it. I will soon gain the achievement of [Wives and Concubines]. If you delete it, I will I can jump from the Skytree."

"It's scary to say, okay, don't delete it, don't delete it."

"Our Nanako is the best!" Ogata Shinyo put his arms around Togata Nanako's neck, and kissed her hard on the face.

"Okay..." Nanako Togata was a little embarrassed.

"Gululu..." There was a sudden sound in the air, the two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed out loud. Ogata Shinyo said with some embarrassment: "I'm a little hungry, let's go eat..."

"Okay, where are you going?" Nanako Togata stood up and picked up the single room backpack on the table.

Ogata Shinyo thought for a while and said: "Just find a place to eat, there are no good restaurants anyway. I have a feeling recently that Japan may be destroyed, and I can't even find a good restaurant, like this What is the meaning of Japan’s existence?”

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"Are you hungry? Please come in and try our fried dumplings. You can get a 20% discount with the coupon."

"Our pan-fried dumplings are made of very high-quality and fresh ingredients, and they are the best delicacy in Tokyo."

"Please come in and have a taste, delicious food won't lie."

A nearly forty-year-old woman, wearing a hood in the shape of fried dumplings, was handing out leaflets to passers-by on the road.

A coupon can be cut out on the flyer, and many stores will do this in order to attract customers.

In Japan, coupons like this have been integrated into the daily life of Japanese people. Many students and people with poor economic conditions will intentionally collect these coupons or vouchers.

Even some people only need these rolls in their daily life, but they don’t need to spend much money.

After receiving the flyer, a thin young man looked down and asked, "Where is your store?"

The woman wearing the fried dumpling hood hurriedly pointed her finger into the distance, "Follow this road to the end, just turn right."

"It's too far." The young man shook his head, but left with the flyer.

"Our fried dumplings are delicious." The woman was not discouraged and still shouted to the man's back.

The sun was setting, and half of the flyers in the woman's hand were handed out, but it seemed that most people took the coupons and left, and few went directly to eat.

The woman rolled up the remaining flyers, stuffed them into her bag, and returned to her snack bar.

The snack bar has just opened, and the signs are still brand new. The store is not big, with only six tables. A middle-aged man wearing a white chef's hat was leaning against the door and smoking.

"The child's father." The woman stepped forward and shouted affectionately: "I have given out all the coupons today. I think it won't be long before many people come to patronize our hotel."

"We will make a lot of money by then. Wow, we can only make 2 million yen a month. If we calculate that, we can make tens of millions a year."

The woman said excitedly, her eyes seemed to be full of expectations for the future.

"How should we spend so much money? Hey, how about we travel to Hokkaido? Didn't you sell the original car? I'll buy you a new one. By the way, Nobita wants a new one. I haven’t bought him a baseball glove before, let’s buy it for him! And buy him a new pair of sneakers... Oops, are we spoiling him too much, and the child will become worthless. "

The man looked back at the empty snack bar and said with some disappointment, "But there was no one at all."

"It doesn't matter. Slowly, there will be more people, and our life will get better." The woman stepped forward and gently stroked the man's head.

The man lowered his head, as if his eyes were full of shame: "I'm sorry, Miqian, for making you suffer with me. Following a useless man like me..."

"What are you talking about? I have never felt like this." The woman wearing a fried dumpling hood pinched the man's cheeks with both hands and said, "That damn president of your company has no vision. Laying you off, but this is also a good thing. The food you cook is so delicious. I used to feel that it would be too wasteful for me to eat such delicious food alone. I will be punished by God. So this says Maybe it’s God’s arrangement? Let more people taste the delicious food you cook.”

"This place is a bit remote."

"Yes, the first time I came here was because I accidentally got lost... Usually hungry people wouldn't pass by here, right? Why did you open the store in this place? You must be very confident in your craftsmanship. .”

Two voices sounded not far away, and a combination of a young man and a middle-aged man came over. Both of them looked well-dressed and rich.