Chapter 142: River of Dreams
Takeshita Kusaka learned from Kayo Kirishima that most of the girls who joined AKB48 and even the sister group used it as a springboard, and the purpose was to fully prepare for the complete entry into the Japanese entertainment industry in the future. Their dreams are often either to become professional actresses or to become full-time singers.
Most of the members here tend to go downhill after the age of twenty. Although it is the burning of their youth, it has made the dreams of many girls who want to stand on the stage come true, after all, there are a lot more opportunities. Even if there are only a very small number of people who are really star-studded in the end, it can't stop the girls who want to embark on this path.
In addition to continuing to pursue her dream of becoming the center of the AKB48 group, Kayo Kirishima's ultimate dream is to fly solo and become a professional female singer and hold a solo concert with an audience of about 50,000 people at Tokyo Dome. At the same time, when she thought of changing her living environment, she didn't think about living in a luxury house, but thought that she would be able to have a down payment one day, and she would be satisfied with buying a 50-square-meter elevator apartment in the Shinjuku area through a mortgage.
Now Kirishima Kayo will know that sitting opposite at this time, it looks like an ordinary bamboo mustard, not only has a 520-square-meter high-end elevator apartment without loans, and the annual income is calculated according to 100 million yuan, but also has already been famous in the domestic literary circle, and gradually became internationally renowned.
Kayo Kirishima's mobile phone rang for an incoming call from "River of Dreams". So, she found out her mobile phone and connected the phone directly. Knowing that his sister had gone home, but he didn't see him at the door, he called Kayo Kirishima to ask for a call, and while standing up slowly, he simply replied "I'm back" and hung up the phone. As she walked towards the gate, she put on her shoes. Just before leaving, she looked back at Takeshita Kusaokei who was watching her, and said with a slight smile: "If you have time, you must remember to come to Akihabara to see my performance!" Bye-bye, goodbye. ”
smiled but didn't say a word, just nodded Takeshita Kusaoke, and reached a certain agreement with this girl who lived next door to him and met for the first time. I watched her open the door, walked out, and after closing the door with her backhand, she suddenly stood up, stretched out her arms, and began to clean up.
"It's good that Kako is here. Rather, I don't have to do it myself. Takeshita Grass Mustard, who sighed again, felt more and more that his life was inseparable from Kitagawa Kako's figure.
After an hour or so, the Takeshita mustard, toothpaste, toothbrush, and mouthwash cup that had been properly cleaned up in the bedroom and bathroom were finally put together where they should be. He also changed into a four-piece set on the bed, and the pile of shorts, shorts, panties, and backpacks he brought with him were all put into their rightful places in the small closet...... When I looked at the time, it was almost half past one in the afternoon. So, so he filled the electromagnetic kettle he bought with water, connected it to the power supply, and began to boil the blister and barrel instant noodles.
After eating a lunch, Takeshita Kusaokei fell on the bed to take a nap as soon as he took off his sweatshirt and pants. He habitually took a nap in the afternoon, and when he opened his eyes again, nearly an hour had passed. He didn't put on his clothes and pants, but only wore a pair of underwear, sat cross-legged at the low square table, picked up Nietzsche's "The Birth of Tragedy" and read it carefully.
When he left home, he specially told Kitagawa Kako to pack all of Nietzsche's books and take them away. Although he has already read them one by one three times, and can still write them word for word, he still needs to repeat the reading, and there are still too many places to learn and comprehend.
I was very engaged in reading it, until I felt that I was a little tired and I clearly remembered that I had seen that page and line, and then closed the book and noticed that dusk had fallen. Putting "The Birth of Tragedy" back on the top of the stack of books in the upper right corner of the low square table, he stood up without hurry, went to the light switch in the room, and pressed it, which immediately brightened the dimly lit room as if it were daytime. He sat back in his position and opened the old laptop in front of him.
Entered the main interface of Windows,The right hand mouse button clicked on the word shortcut icon of Takeshita grass mustard,It was originally aimlessly opened to take a look,But inadvertently recalled Kirishima Kayo。 So, an inspiration for writing immediately flashed in my head. Wouldn't let this inspiration slip out of his mind, he put his hands on the keyboard and selflessly wrote an outline of a novel that was going to be an original work.
Writing and changing, rewriting and writing, Takeshita Mustard, who tossed down, although he didn't write much of a framework that satisfied him, but he was extremely determined to make an original work. Slowly turning his mind from the top of the writing outline, he only heard the sound of his stomach growling.
The first reaction was to think of Takeshita Kusaoke, who was eating instant noodles, and quickly stood up, and walked sideways to the corner where the instant noodle box was placed. He took out a bucket of instant noodles and began to prepare his own dinner. I didn't show the slightest rejection of instant noodles at noon and instant noodles at night.
Takeshita Grass Mustard, who felt that this thing was really convenient, used an electromagnetic kettle to boil water on one side, and on the other side, he sat in front of a low square table and tore off the seal of the bucket of instant noodles, took out the seasoning packet and poured the contents into the bucket one by one. He was not idle in his mind, and he still remembered that one outline, and he strongly realized that the bottleneck of his creation was that the collection of materials was insufficient, and he had become a source of water and a tree without roots.
Takeshita Grass Mustard, who found the right way and knew very well how to make a breakthrough, heard the sound of the water boiling in the electromagnetic kettle, and then rested in his head, after all, it was useless to think too much. After brewing instant noodles, he picked up a 2L bottle of Coca-Cola from the side. For this reason, I can't help but smile. In his previous life, he dreamed of one day eating instant noodles, drinking Coke, playing games, and spending a lifetime of good sunshine in the world without worry and happiness.