"Uncle Muraki, what did the office say? Is that kid's background check clear?"

In the room of the Sky Hotel in Nagasaki City, Haruma Miura twisted his face with a glint of resentment in his eyes.

If it weren't for the background behind Jun Watanabe, so he had concerns, and he would definitely not back down at the scene.

Not to mention that he later made a step down by retreating, but he was completely ignored, and now when I think of the scene at that time, it still seems that there is a poisonous snake gnawing at my soul in my body.

Pain, frustration, and fear.

"Miura, I think this time the matter can only be forgotten, just think that I accidentally stepped on the while walking, look at it. Anyway, it's only tomorrow, and we'll go back to Tokyo after filming the last few scenes, and we won't work with arrogant newcomers like Jun Watanabe in the future!" Muramoto, the agent, put down his phone and gently admonished, but the fingers holding the phone were shrinking.

There were some words that he deliberately ignored, in fact, President Yoshihara just asked him to warn Haruma Miura, telling him not to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and if necessary, to apologize to Jun Watanabe.

It can be seen that the background of the newcomer is by no means simple, and even the president of Amuse is secretive and does not tell him directly.

"Why?" Haruma Miura was a little incomprehensible, and he was so angry that as one of the leading male stars in the company, he couldn't get any support when he was bullied by outsiders?

"There is no why, these are the exact words of President Yoshiwara. Muramoto lowered his eyelids and didn't look at Miura's disappointed gaze.

"I see. ”

At this point, Haruma Miura has been in the circle for so many years, how can there be anything not to understand?

His instincts were right at the time, and now it seems that he chose to retreat at that time, as if a wild dog had smelled a lion's message.

But———

Powerlessness, anger, unwillingness, chagrin and many other emotions brewed in his heart, more and more.

He thought, he needed to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

It just so happened that there was a nightclub on the first basement floor of the Sky Hotel, with alcohol, a dance floor and a sister, and he needed to indulge.

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Jun Watanabe was also in a bad mood, and he kept his face black on the way back.

Nengnian Rena was silent and didn't dare to speak, so she asked Sister Satomi Ishihara to comfort him.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine. ”

Jun Watanabe sighed, looking at the vast sea level under the golden sunset, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

If it's okay, no one wants to have disputes and conflicts with others, and the frequent slaps in the face in the novel look cool, but I don't know if the male protagonist is tired or not.

Pick up a girl, go clubbing, and have a barbecue...... Even if you stay at home alone and watch a DVD, it's good.,If it's really not good, you can learn to learn from the faggot Xiaosi 45-degree angle to look up at the sky.,It's also good to wait for tears to silently cross your eyelids.,Pretending to be forced to slap the face, this kind of performance art that seems to be awesome, is really something that neurotics do.。

"What Miura-san did may be inappropriate, but what you did is not very appropriate!"

Satomi Ishihara cautiously admonished that in the entertainment industry, a newcomer is so outstanding, no matter how good his qualifications are, he will be buried by those more powerful forces sooner or later.

"Aligado, I know what you mean, but sister, don't underestimate me!"

Jun Watanabe couldn't help but smile, infected by her kindness.

Seeing that he was laughing, Nengnian Rena immediately breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and said to Hongo Kanata:

"Am I in trouble?"

"It's none of your business, it's Miura's disgusting guy. secretly proposed to the director to add a scene, saying that it was for the sake of the movie, but in fact it was just to satisfy my own selfish desires, but unfortunately I didn't have the courage of Ah Chun, otherwise I would definitely go forward and teach him a hard lesson. ”

Hongo plays a lot of unevenness.

"Is Chun okay?"

"It should be fine, didn't you see the director silent, Miura's suspicious look? Haha, I was scared by Ah Chun!"

"That should be fine. Although she was a little anxious, she thought that Jun Watanabe would solve the contract dispute between her and LesPros in just a few words, and save her from the crisis of being banned.

Ah Chun, he should be very capable.

But thinking that he always causes him trouble, his heart is not good after all.

Satomi Ishihara looked at Jun Watanabe suspiciously, the boy's side face blurred in the afterglow of the setting sun, and only a more distinct outline remained.

The high and unyielding bridge of the nose and the slightly upturned corners of the lips seem to carry the arrogance of disdain for the world.

Such a beautiful young man, I really look forward to how far he will grow tomorrow? Will he spread his wings more handsomely? Or will he be crushed by the turbid way of the world and fall into the dust?

"If you have any questions, you can consult my sister!"

Somehow, Satomi Ishihara wants to pull into the relationship with each other, and simply care for and love a junior newcomer.

"Wouldn't it be better to give me your phone number first?" Watanabe Jun laughed, "Otherwise, who will I talk to when the time comes?"

Satomi Ishihara's face was a little embarrassed, and she took out her mobile phone and exchanged numbers with him.

Not far away, Hongo Sota asked with some curiosity:

"Can Nian-sang and Ah Chun have that kind of intimate relationship?"

......

"Why do you think that?" Reina Noeni felt that she didn't seem to be too intimate in her daily interactions with Jun Watanabe.

"Because you're on the crew during the day, you always stay together...... I still work on the script at night, I really don't know what you guys are doing in the room. Hongo Kanata was a little surprised, "And today, Ah Chun's behavior, can it be called a hero saving beauty?"

"Hero saves beauty?" Nengnian Rena couldn't help but roll her eyes, if she let him know that she was a lace edge, I don't know if she would be scared to death.

"It's because it's in the same firm and the same agent, so it's like this!" Nengnian Rena replied more perfunctorily.

"Is that so?" Hongo Kanata was disappointed, and when he looked back at Jun Watanabe, he found that he had been standing with Ishihara Satomi for a long time.

"Hey, I really envy Ah Chun!"

"Do you like Satomi Ishihara-senpai?"

"Of course, who wouldn't like Ishihara-sen, beautiful, cute and sexy, it's simply the best candidate for a girlfriend!"

"Is it the best candidate?" Reina thought about it with wide eyes, thinking that Watanabe Jun should not agree with this opinion.

Forty minutes later, the ferry arrived at the port, and everyone got off the boat and boarded the bus back to the hotel.

After a sumptuous dinner and soaking in the hot springs until 10 o'clock at night, Jun Watanabe and Sota Hongo returned to their guest rooms together, but they met Haruma Miura again in the hallway.

It's really not a bitter family.

Haruma Miura was holding two girls with heavy makeup in his arms, who didn't look very old, at most in their early twenties, and they were full of alcohol, so they should have drunk a lot.

Jun Watanabe somewhat understands that he lost face in front of the public at the shooting scene, and it is inevitable that he will be aggrieved and angry, and it is also normal to use alcohol to kill his sorrows.

He didn't want to be troubled, so he pulled Hongo Sota to the side and retreated, waiting for him to pass by.

Unexpectedly, Haruma Miura actually hugged his second daughter and forced him forward.

"Look, it's this kid, he doesn't have three points of ability, and he relies on his family relationship to eat in the entertainment world, and he doesn't respect his predecessors and beats people, hehe, this shit-like entertainment world, I'm really fed up!"

Haruma Miura's eyes were mesmerized, and his mouth was complaining indignantly, and his spit was splashing.

Jun Watanabe tilted his head to the side with some tiredness, so as not to splash the spit stars on his face, and at the same time pulled the angry Hongo Sota forward.

He wasn't in the mood to have much to do with a drunk, and it wasn't good to be seen.

Haruma Miura is a senior after all.

"Stop me, stinky boy, you dare to leave before you finish speaking? Is there a tutor? That's how Nima taught you to be a man?"

Jun Watanabe had already walked to the guest room and took out his room card to swipe it——— but although he was already very restrained, he was still angered by those foul words.

He looked up at the camera above the hallway and felt a little headache, as a public figure, there were so many things to pay attention to in a public setting.

He turned his head and gave the Tiger behind him a gloomy look.

Murderous.

There is no need to do any dirty work that can be done by hand.

Young people should cherish their feathers, and there is no need to put themselves in the center of the vortex for the sake of momentary anger.

Keeping a low profile is the way to go.

Especially for someone as sensitive as him.