Matsuyama Iwa had already settled in the hotel, and Aoki Tsukasa had also booked a room for tomorrow afternoon for Tsukako Poison Island, Maeda Tora, and Teruhashi Komi, and then fell asleep.

In his opinion, there is nothing better than a good sleep to adjust his state, as soon as he wakes up, the biological clock controls Aoki Tsukasa to get up at six o'clock on time, he opens his eyes, twists his shoulders, changes into a set of sweatshirts, stretches his body in the room, and takes the elevator down the hotel.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, the air in Tokyo made Tsukasa Aoki frown slightly, and this somewhat 'familiar' haze smell suddenly reminded him of his previous work days.

At that time, he had just started working, full of enthusiasm, he had to get up at half past five every morning, take the bus and subway, and have to stand under the company building to eat early, and then go upstairs to start working, and when he got home, it was ten o'clock at the end of the day, sometimes he worked overtime, and even two o'clock before he could go back to sleep hastily.

Cycle.

Tsukasa Aoki still can't forget those days.

Raising his head and staring at the gray sky for a while, Director Aoki breathed a sigh of relief and began to jog.

On both sides of the street, there are many decorations about Christmas, whether it is the Christmas tree placed on the street or the photo of Santa Claus hanging in the store, Aoki Tsukasa can't help but sigh a little.

Time flies, it's fast.

He jogged, admiring the rare silence of the city in the early hours of the morning, but unfortunately, the time in Tokyo was too fast, the sky was bright, and there were already a large number of men and women in suits and leather shoes hurrying down the streets with tired faces, and no one knew how many glasses they drank last night, nor what time they went to bed last night.

In this mechanical steel jungle, Aoki felt a little suffocating discomfort, which made him miss the leisurely life of Yachiyo City very much.

After running around casually, Aoki returned to the hotel and knocked on the door of Matsuyama Rock.

After half a ring, Songshan Yan opened the door from the inside with sleepy eyes: "Morning." ”

Aoki saw that the vest he was wearing was about to burst by the muscles, shook his head, and hammered the muscles in his chest: "What's early, it's almost eight o'clock, and we have to weigh ourselves at nine o'clock." ”

"It's okay, the hotel is very close......" Songshan Yan snorted a little: "Didn't you eat?" ”

Aoki Tsukasa rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I haven't drunk any water, don't worry, I won't be overweight." ”

"You and I can still be trusted." Matsuyama asked Tsukasa Aoki to come in and sit down, and he began to take clothes from his suitcase.

Seeing Matsuyama Iwa change into a sweatshirt with Matsuyama Fight Club written on it, Aoki Tsukasa remembered himself: "Hey, did you take my clothes?" ”

"Definitely." Matsuyama Yan took out a set of clothes that were a few sizes smaller from the suitcase and threw them to Aoki Division: "It's okay if you don't want to wear it, I think the young people nowadays wear quite bells and whistles at the weighing ceremony, don't you deserve any jewelry or something?" I can get you necklaces and watches. ”

Aoki Tsukasa just smiled when he heard this: "Forget it, I'm not interested in those." ”

If you have to give yourself a whole jingle bell, and you're not a rapper, what's the need.

It's nice to wear a club sweatshirt and advertise.

Aoki Tsukasa pulled up his clothes and prepared to go back to his room: "Then you hurry up and clean up, after we go to weigh in, I have to pick up a few friends at the station, and we will have lunch together." ”

"Well, by the way, the lottery results came out at eight o'clock yesterday, did you see it?" Matsuyama Iwa hurriedly called out to Tsukasa Aoki.

"Of course, I saw it, and I fought with the cedar skewers." Tsukasa Aoki shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "It seems that the hard stubble is going to be left for the last to gnaw." ”

"Try not to get hurt, the finals are in mid-January." Matsuyama Iwa tirelessly advised, Aoki Tsukasa just smiled and nodded, went back to change his clothes, and walked out of the door, Matsuyama Iwa was almost finished washing, Aoki Tsukasa sat in the car and rushed straight to the place of the weighing ceremony.

When I arrived at the small hall rented by the program team, the outside was already surrounded by water, and before Aoki Tsukasa had time to open the car door, the reporters gathered outside wanted to smell the fishy shark and blocked it.

Aoki didn't dare to open the door at all, and the excited expressions of the group of reporters outside were like a group of zombies surrounding him.

Matsuyama Rock almost subconsciously locked the car door, then took out his mobile phone, and within half a minute of calling, a group of strong men in black suits hurriedly came out to isolate some reporters, Matsuyama Rock pushed the door down and opened the door of the rear seat.

"Aoki, what do you think of tonight's match?"

"Aoki, do you think Uesugi will be your opponent?"

"Uesugi said he wanted to win, what do you think?"

A bunch of reporters held the microphone and rushed towards Aoki Division frantically, Matsuyama Iwa protected Aoki Division with a nervous expression, and the security personnel hired by the program team around him were even more numb - it can only be said that there are too many media now, and the media that get tickets inside are limited, and most of these reporters outside at this time are some reporters who have not got tickets for the weighing ceremony.

They couldn't get inside the venue, so they had to try to find some big news outside.

Tsukasa Aoki was tired of being scared, especially those reporters who were like repeaters, repeating a question over and over again, so he had to keep his head down and say as he walked forward, "Sorry, let me go, I'm going to participate in the weighing." Please ask questions at the press conference. ”

Those reporters are willing, Aoki Tsukasa is the biggest fish in this competition, just look at their arms stretched extremely long, and their expressions are anxious.

"Someone has reported that you have a messy private life, is this true?"

"Some people say that Yabuki is suspected of illegally participating in the periphery and has a plan to play match-fixing, is this true?"

The messy questions made Aoki Tsukasa only feel like a hundred mosquitoes circling around his brain, but fortunately, Matsuyama Iwaku was tall and powerful, and the security around him was also powerful, so nothing went wrong, and he sent Aoki Tsukasa straight into the background.

Walking into his exclusive lounge, Aoki Tsukasa breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and looked at Matsuyama Iwa.

"As for it?" Tsukasa Aoki shook his head speechlessly.

"There's no way, the popularity of the show is the highest now. Your last week of training is full of gunpowder, I remember the last episode, the ratings broke 19, this is a variety show, think about it, how popular this show is. ”

Matsuyama Iwa's words made Aoki Tsukasa a little helpless, and he also added fuel and vinegar: "This is still in Tokyo, if you want to go back to Chiba at this time, you will know what a city hero is, everyone in my gym has become your fans in the past few days, and I expect you to make a name for Chiba." ”

"This show advocates the region so much, and I'm really not afraid of getting into any trouble." Tsukasa Aoki did push-ups in the room.

It's not because of anything, it's purely because I get my muscles excited and activate the shape - I'm going to weigh it in a while, and when the time comes, it won't look good, but it's troublesome.

Hey, while Tsukasa Aoki doesn't like to be in the limelight, ....... Since it's bound to be on the news, why don't you make yourself handsome?

And there was obviously a verbal cannon battle to fight for a while, and Aoki only felt that he was pretending...... The heart is a little ready to move again.