AKB's profit and loss are clearly reflected on it, and Zhiyuan is a little hesitant.

Takuhisa didn't force her to make her own decision, but changed the subject again: "Does the family know that you are coming to AKB?"

"Mom knows, Dad is still hiding it. Fingerhara stuck out his tongue and replied.

"Yes, my father's side may object. Takuhisa thought about it, his father also wanted to be an idol back then, and sent his resume to Dennis, but there was no response, and he has not been very interested in idols since then. It doesn't matter if you like idols, if you want to be an idol, you will probably oppose it.

"Mother's side is really, what the hell is going on. Takuhisa sighed helplessly and shook his head, "If you mess around, forget it, she will come with you." Forget it, don't hide it from me next time. ”

"I just wanted to surprise you when I passed......" Shihara muttered quietly, which happened to be heard by Takuhisa.

"You still say!" Takuhisa immediately gave her a chestnut, "If you had told me earlier, I would have told Chun-kun about it, and it would not be impossible for you to go to Good Morning." Although the good morning side is almost pasted, but it is better than the AKB that is about to capsize. ”

"Really?!" Zhiyuan was surprised for a while, knowing that she was a big fan of Good Morning, but he pouted casually with a skeptical expression, "Brother, you won't lie to me again, right? That's Chunjun! It's the person who founded the Good Morning family!"

"Hehe, Chunjun is just a wage earner in the final analysis. Takuhisa said softly, "Although he is said to be the chief producer of Good Morning, in fact, his rights come from the company behind him." What's wrong......"

Halfway through Takuhisa's words, he suddenly noticed that Fingerhara was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Brother, who the hell are you...... A well-known genius writer... The judges next to the producer Yasu Akimoto... also said that it can influence Chunjun's choice...... It's not at all like the scrappy brother I knew...", Referring to Hara said hesitantly with confusion.

Obviously, more than two years ago, she was a waste wood who couldn't study, sports, or anything, and was just like her.

Even if yesterday's interaction was so familiar, today, it is so unfamiliar.

"I ......" Takuhisa said a word, and suddenly he couldn't say it anymore.

Since when?

He's not the same anymore as he used to be.

It started three years ago, after accepting that inexplicable memory.

Before that, he was just an ordinary high school student, but because of a basketball game, he was forcibly filled because of the lack of numbers, and in the game, he was knocked to the ground and sent to the infirmary.

When I woke up, I suddenly had a lot of memories in my head that I shouldn't have.

For example, many books he hadn't read, including mystery novels, light novels, and scripts, searched on the Internet, and the authors of these books never appeared.

In addition to this, there are others, entertainment, games, finance...... A lot of knowledge was stuffed into his brain, and he didn't know whose joke it was, but in short, there was a lot more in his brain.

From that day on, he became even more silent, trying to send the contents of the book in his head under a pseudonym, which was so well received that he was described by the publisher as a genius who was rare in a century.

After a formal appointment, the editor invited him to Tokyo, which he wanted to refuse, because there were not many people in Tokyo who attracted him except for Akihabara, and he was not a young man who longed for a prosperous big city.

It was at this time that he learned a big news from his parents, and in order to avoid it, coupled with the memory in his mind, Tokyo was full of opportunities at this time, and with the help of the editor, he resolutely chose to go to Beijing.

Everyone in Tokyo is welcome, and everyone who lives in the city is like the screws of a machine factory, constantly running to support this huge "machine factory".

When he first arrived in Tokyo, he made his own plans with various large companies from memory, but unfortunately there were not many successes, so he thought, why can't I come by myself?

He founded his own company with Jin Sang, who he met in the theater, and it was a great success at the beginning, and his advanced and innovative projects made his company flourish, but the crisis also came, and the big business suppressed it, and after several failures, Takujiu survived.

But his whole person has also changed, and the former him is like a candle in the wind, which may be blown out at any time. It seemed as if a beast was hiding in his heart, wrapped in camouflage.

Talking about his pain and going to the theater to watch a performance occasionally relieved his pain a little, and it didn't change completely in the past two years, but if it went on like this, sooner or later he would not know himself.

It was only after Fingerhara told him that he was going to play in Tokyo that he remembered his past self, and perhaps it was Fingerhara's arrival that kept him from being destroyed by the "beast" in his memory.

"Is it okay, brother?" Zhihara grabbed his hand and asked with concern, just now, he saw Takuhisa's face change drastically, there was nostalgia, pain, and unbearable memories.

"No, it's fine, thank you, Sassi. Only then did Takuhisa come out of his memory.

Looking at this sister of his, this is his loved one, it is his memory of the past......

"I... I'm still the same me, your brother of wastewood. Takuhisa didn't let go of Fingerhara's grip on his hand, and said seriously word by word.

"What are you doing all of a sudden? It's like I'm doing something to you. "Unexpectedly, Zhiyuan didn't eat him at all, but this was also the daily routine before.

As a character design of the waste wood brother who was complained to death by the poisonous tongue sister.

"Confess so affectionately, you are not moved, brother, I am so sad!" Takuhisa looked devastated.

"Yikes. Finger Hara narrowed his eyes with disdain.

"It's not too early, you wash and sleep first, and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Takuhisa said as he touched her head.

"Hi. "Finger hara also enjoys as usual.

The slight flash of doubt in his heart disappeared, no matter what, he was still the brother he knew.

…………

After a wash, Zhihara put on loose blue pajamas and lay on the bed, with her beautiful legs exposed.

In the original point where the appearance and personality advantages are not big, the usual outfits are mainly to show off their legs.

At the moment, she is holding the PSP snatched from Takuhisa in her hand, playing the latest game.

Operated quickly with both hands, but still died tragically under the clutches of the monster, and the big word dead floated on the screen.

He put down the PSP and covered his eyes with one arm in a straight line.

During the day, I played with Kashiwa Mayu all morning.,Audition in the afternoon.,Go back and be caught by the old brother to ask and talk.,Now as soon as I rest.,The accumulated fatigue broke out.,I don't want to blink my eyes.,I just want to just close it and don't move.。

Finally, still thinking about healthy sleep, he struggled to remove his arm, turned over and pressed the light switch with his other hand.

The room instantly turned black, pitch black, and the sound of breathing could be faintly heard.

The night is peaceful, but not everyone sleeps well.

The steaming heat during the day drops straight down at night, just like the irregular changes of the desert.

Wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, Takuhisa went out without dressing up, and he made an appointment to meet someone.

With smoke billowing and Toyotas pulling out of underground garages, Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, even at night.

The lane where Takuhisa was was unfortunately stuck in traffic again, and pedestrians could be seen walking outside the car from time to time, as well as several drunk men walking bumping and unsettled, and their uncivilized behavior could be seen from time to time.

Under the high-intensity work during the day, many people will release their stress when they are drunk, and even if there are various behaviors that do not conform to values, passers-by will ignore them.

Tokyo is such a city, everyone can be accommodated, no, it should be said that this is the case in big cities, and the strongest people are the people who can cry and eat in the subway around them.

The car was parked in the middle of the alley, and in the middle of the street, there was a small izakaya.

When I opened the warm curtain, I saw Jin Sang in the seat in front of the cooking table and sat next to Jin Sang.

"Same as before, boss. Takuhisa shouted inside, and the curtain was opened, and a man of about fifty years old came out, with blue cloth clothes and trousers, a white collar around his neck, and a faint cross scar on his face.

"Is it the same as before?" the boss asked lightly, and when he saw Takuhisa nodding, he stopped talking and walked into the kitchen.

Takuhisa, who was waiting at the cooking table, could faintly hear the sound of eggs being cracked.

"Why are you asking me out so late? This time is a good time to catch up on dramas. Kim-san asked dissatisfied, drinking sake and pouting skewers.

Jin Sang's favorite thing is chasing late-night dramas, according to what he said, late-night dramas are charming, the scale is large and not excessive, and he doesn't like it when it comes to the extreme.

It is the same as the difference between whole fruit and half-exposed and half-hidden.

"I want to hear your views on the ideas I told you last time. ”

"Have you really decided? It's a completely different direction, even if you're related to Dentsu. Jin Sang said, but there was also a hint of dissuasion in his tone.

"Something happened...... Takuhisa wanted to continue, and the boss had already prepared the food and put it in front of Takuhisa.

"Thank you to the owner. Takuhisa thanked him, and the boss bowed his head slightly and stepped back.

The simple tamagoyaki is on a cyan jade plate, and on the other there are two skewers of skewers, as well as a can of Asahi beer and a small glass of sake.

This corner izakaya is quiet and crowded at night, and he comes here when he and Kinsang have a discussion at night, so he is considered a regular visitor.

From time to time, there are also many interesting guests at night.

Takuhisa also drew short comics to describe the story of the store, and the response was quite good after its launch, but drawing comics was too energy-consuming, so it was hastily discontinued after only publishing a short story.

Draw again when you have time.

The two chatted while eating.

"I see, my sister wants to be an idol, so I want to create an office for her, give her the best resources, and let her dream come true, right?" Jin Sang gave a summary after listening to Takuhisa's words.

"Although this is the truth, I always feel that there is a deep malice in your summary. Takuhisa complained weakly.

"Hahahaha, you can't say that, I know, sister control, sister control, the same, everyone is the same thing. Kim-san laughed and patted Takuhisa on the back.

"The size of the fellow disciples, how can you have a sister as a single child!"