The seats of the three people are serial numbers, Arima Katsura is the No. 7 position, Inoue Mori sits directly on the No. 8 seat, Fujiwara Kei has to sit on the No. 9, and there is a Inoue Mori between Arima Katsuna.

Arima Katsura still looked at Inoue Mori with a smile, but her eyebrows were subconsciously raised.

Before the performance started, Kei Fujiwara chatted with Katsura Arima, "How is the new movie, when will it start?"

"I'm reading the script now, and I'll start shooting next week." Arima Katsuraka said, "It feels like a dream, I feel like I was still reading your book at this time last year, feeling the fate of the characters in the book, and now I have directly become the characters in the book."

"Life is amazing, right, I was writing in a small rental house at that time, and I didn't expect that in just one year, those crooked words on the paper would soon become real images and present to the audience."

"yes, I remember when you were still an AD, when that guy from Hayato Kimura was injured, and you were still acting as his stand-in to play with me. You forgot, you confessed to me." Arima Katsuraka said in a joking tone, "I also want to thank you for saving me during the earthquake......

"Raise your hands......" Fujiwara Kei was a little embarrassed, because it was just an accident to pull apart Arima Katsura at the time, and he originally wanted to save the camera...... As a result, he earned a favor by mistake, and this favor also played a big role during the "Long Holiday".

At this time, Arima Katsura suddenly leaned over, directly crossed Inoue Mori, and reached out to caress Fujiwara Kei's arm, "By the way, I remember that your arm was scratched by the fallen lampstand, which one is it?"

"Left hand." Kei Fujiwara said that he still has a centipede-shaped scar on his arm.

"Then don't you see this scar and blame me in your heart?" Katsura Arima said in a teasing tone, and then scratched his fingers on Kei Fujiwara's sleeve, intentionally or unintentionally.

Inoue Mori looked straight ahead with a blank face, his hands lightly on his knees, as if he was oblivious to the actions of the two men.

Arima Katsura swept her eyes at this time, looked at Fujiwara Kei's neckline and said, "Fujiwara-kun, is the tie you are wearing now the one I gave you before?"

Fujiwara Kei glanced down, in fact, he didn't deliberately choose this one, but just happened to take this one among a pile of ties.

"Ah, it should be ......."

"What should be, it should be, that's why it's so handsome. Oops, it's a little crooked......

As she spoke, Arima Katsuka's body squeezed over again, and her soft breasts were about to stick to Inoue Mori's face.

Inoue Mori's eyes widened again, Tong Kong trembled slightly, feeling that his place of existence was squeezed by Arima Katsura beside him a little bit.

Arima Katsura lifted her half-pulled ass and sorted out the tie for Kei Fujiwara, and Kei Fujiwara couldn't help but look at her with his eyes.

What's going on with her today? Feel the in the......

Arima Katsuna raised her eyes and glanced at Fujiwara Kei, the two looked at each other, and Arima Katsura was suddenly a little embarrassed and sat back in the chair.

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Soon, a beam of light hit the stage, the curtain gradually opened, and the show began.

Abe's Onmyoji played by Arima Masai appeared, this should be an adapted drama, the lines and plot are very novel, Arima Masai should have spent a lot of effort for today's performance, both lines and actions are very good.

During the performance, Arima Masai also frequently looked off the stage, and his eyes swept over Inoue Mori again.

Matsumoto Konoemon also came to help, and after the more than an hour of performance, the audience applauded.

Fujiwara Kei took Inoue Morimata and Arima Katsura to the backstage, and when Arima saw the three of them, he greeted them with a smile: "Hello Fujiwara-sensei, Inoue, you are here too."

Inoue Mori nodded again:

"The performance was wonderful, congratulations."

"Haha, I've been practicing hard for a long time for today's stage." Arima said with some smugness. His performance today is really good, even a professional Kabuki actor can't find fault with him, and behind this is a lot of sweat.

"Today's performance is really good." At this time, Matsumoto Konoemon walked over, and when he saw Fujiwara Kei, he directly stretched out his hand: "Fujiwara-sensei, thank you for your support."

Fujiwara Kei smiled and shook hands with the other party: "Mr. Matsumoto, Ling Lang has begun to show your demeanor on the stage, and he may be able to surpass you in the future."

"Haha, hopefully, but it's still early!" Matsumoto Konoemon laughed.

At this time, he noticed Inoue Mori who was standing next to Fujiwara Kei again, and also stretched out his hand to her: "This is Miss Inoue, I have been watching your drama not long ago, it is really exciting."

"You've won the prize, Mr. Matsumoto." Inoue Mori also stretched out his hand again, looking like a little adult, and shook Matsumoto Konoemon.

Matsumoto Konoemon saw a little shadow of his daughter in Inoue Mori again, and he liked it, and seeing that it was a little late, he proposed that everyone go to have a light meal together.

Fujiwara Kei didn't refuse, maybe he would shoot the second season of "Renzaburo Furuhata" after a while, and he also needed him to help introduce some kabuki actors with good acting skills who were suitable for transforming into film and television performances, and the relationship would continue to be maintained.

After the Arima father and son took off their makeup, the group went to a high-end buffet restaurant in Shinjuku, and the source of income from the White Crane House was not only theater performances, but also many industries all over Shinjuku, and several theaters and bars on the Golden Street were their shareholding properties. And this cafeteria is also an asset in the name of Arima Katsura, which was a gift from Matsumoto Konoemon to her at the age of 20, but she usually doesn't come much and is handed over to professional managers to take care of.

Kei Fujiwara was chatting with Matsumoto Konoemon at the dinner table, and Arima Masai pretended to sit casually next to Inoue Morimata and began to talk to her about idle days.

"Have you grown taller lately?" Arima Masai looked at Inoue Mori and asked, feeling that four months ago Inoue was only the tip of his nose, but now it has reached his forehead, and maybe he will surpass him in a while.

"Hmm." Inoue Mori nodded again, "I've grown five centimeters taller."

"Catch up with me, ...... taller," Arima muttered.

Inoue Mori turned to look at him again, "Aren't you tall?"

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Arima Masai's face flushed, "I'm a boy, and boys develop later than girls!"

"But you're two years older than me."

Arima Zhai muttered, "Anyway, I will definitely be taller than you by then......

Although I prefer relatively petite girls, one meter and a half is a perfect height, but at the same time, I also attach great importance to men's height. In the thirties of the last century, he was still known for his short stature, with an average height of only 156 centimeters, but later, the government began to pay attention to his physical problems and provided free nutritious lunches for minors.

Under the impetus of the policy, it is said that the male has grown about 15 centimeters taller in 100 years, creating a miracle of physique. By the 90s, the average height of 18-year-old teenagers had reached 1.7 meters, much taller than that of China and South Korea at the same time.

But after the 90s, my height has become shorter again...... Therefore, the generation of Arima Zhai should be the generation with the highest average height.

The biggest loss in height was the photo of the five-star general of the United States and Emperor Hirohito in the newspaper in 45.

His Majesty the Emperor, who has always been extremely sacred in the hearts of the people, bowed his head next to the tall American general, which made many people realize that the emperor is just an ordinary person, no different from us. And the Americans are tall and heroic, and they have defeated us, maybe they are the gods.

Later, the U.S. *** team took full control of the book until now.

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