On the third night of Donde's stay on the set, just as Quentin was about to ask him out for dinner, he suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello?" The phone number was unfamiliar, but Tang De's expression was a little playful.

"Hi Yi, good evening, Mr. Tangde, I'm Kyoko Fukada." A sweet and respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by a slight horn sound, sounding like it should be on the way to the car.

"Oh, it's Miss Fukada, is there something wrong?" Don De winked at Quentin, and he immediately made an expression that all men would understand, and tapped Don De's chest with his hand.

"Hi yes, is that right, are you free right now? Is there something I'd like to ask you about? ”

"The crew hasn't finished yet, but I'll be free when it's over." Donde lied with his eyes open, and a curious Quentin leaned over to listen to him with a subtle expression.

"It's okay, just keep filming, how about I'll come to you later?" Kyoko Fukada kept saying honorifics in her mouth, which made people feel comfortable.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you on the set."

"Hey! No problem, I'll be there later! Thank you! ”

"It's okay."

Tang De hung up the phone and shrugged his shoulders with regret: "It seems that I can't eat with you today." ”

"Don! I knew that when that girl brought you food, her eyes were almost glued to her! Quentin quipped.

"She's just here to ask for something, don't get me wrong!" Tang De raised his hands in front of his chest and spread them out, making an innocent expression.

"Come on!" Quentin crossed his hands with two fingers crossed at the same time, which in the United States represented good luck: "Enjoy tonight, Don." Asian women are very gentle! ”

Quentin turned to leave, and Don raised an eyebrow to ponder the meaning of his words.

Are Asian women gentle? It seems that this guy is not honest after coming to Tokyo.

At night, when Kyoko Fukada walked to the door of the Gonhachi Tavern, she knocked cautiously.

"Is anyone there?"

After a few seconds of "squeak ......", Don De opened the door.

"Good evening! Mr. Donde! When Kyoko Fukada saw him, she immediately put a big smile on her face and bent down and bowed.

She is wearing a beige sweater and shirt on the upper half of her body today, and a pleated skirt with flesh-colored leggings and beige leather boots on the lower body.

"Good evening, come in."

Tang De walked into the filming set with Kyoko Fukada, and Kyoko Fukada excitedly put one hand on the side of her mouth, and kept making whining sounds after seeing those sets.

"Wow, such a beautiful scene, worthy of making a movie, it's incredible!"

"Eh, is this a prop? Are these eaves really just props? Oh my God, I thought it was the original tavern scene, Si Guoyi! ”

"What is this? Wia? Is it the one flying around in the movie? It's unexpectedly inconspicuous, it's amazing, but does Mr. Donde deal with these every day? ”

"Huh? It's true? Mr. Tang De turned out to be the assistant director in charge of the entire crew, I feel like I'm going to stop breathing, you're really amazing. ”

I have to say that Kyoko Fukada's level of praise is top-notch, and every time she can exclaim from those commonplace little things, and praise Tang De.

Perhaps this is also one of the characteristics of neon people, and such scenes often appear in Japanese dramas, although Tang De has seen it before, but he has never experienced such violent praise with his own hands.

After all, he was not an American in his previous life.

After taking Kyoko Fukada to roughly turn the scene, Tang De and her went back to the original topic.

"What do you want me to ask you for?"

Kyoko Fukada turned over and smiled, "Mr. Tangde, why don't we go to dinner together?" I know there's a shop where the sake is very good, and I see you like to drink sake. ”

"Okay." Tang De curled the corners of his mouth: "You lead the way." ”

Thirty minutes later, the two men who got out of the taxi entered a small shop in the middle of nowhere.

As soon as you enter, you will see a large counter of a very Japanese ramen shop, where the owner is busy ordering, and a small window next to it can see a small kitchen.

At the counter, a few people sit at a small table eating Japanese food, with the TV and the menu hanging on the wall behind them.

"Good evening, boss." Kyoko Fukada greeted the boss well, and then said, "Is there a private room?" ”

"Yes!" The boss nodded and handed a key to Kyoko Fukada: "Third floor, guests please." ”

"Hey!"

Kyoko Fukada turned her head to look at Tang De: "...... over here"

Tang De curiously followed her upstairs, only to find that this inconspicuous little shop actually had a hole, its second and third floors were all private rooms, and they seemed to be locked.

Kyoko Fukada opened the door under the leadership of the waiter, and after entering the private room, Tang De couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I thought it was just a simple shop, but I didn't expect this private room to be elegantly decorated, clean and tidy, and intimately equipped with a bathroom and some daily necessities, if not a restaurant, I thought it was a hotel.

"Mr. Tang De, are you still satisfied?" Kyoko Fukada looked at Tang De with expectant eyes.

"Interesting place."

"Hey, this was originally a hotel, but then the business was not good, so it was changed to the current one, and the privacy and taste are very good."

After Kyoko Fukada finished explaining, she picked up the menu and handed it to Don.

"What do you like to eat?"

Tang De didn't look at the menu and said directly: "I don't like tempura, sukiyaki, yakiniku, and grilled fish, so you can order the rest." ”

"Hey!" Kyoko Fukada thought for a while, and the waiter quietly finished ordering the dish.

After Tang De and Kyoko Fukada chatted for a long time, the waiter walked in with a lunch box, put the dishes on the table one by one, and then bent down and walked out of the room, closing the door for the two of them intimately.

Kyoko Fukada got up and locked the door, then walked over to Don De and sat down with him.

"Don De...... Teacher, can I call you that? ”

This title evoked Tang De's memories of filming in the past, and he couldn't help laughing: "Yes." ”

"That's good, old ...... Division. Kyoko Fukada naughtily lengthened the tone of these two words, and matched her youthful little skirt, which made Tang Dezhen have the illusion that he was a teacher.

The two began to eat, chatting with Kyoko Fukada and frequently toasting Tang De, but Tang De's alcohol consumption was of course stronger than her, so halfway through the drink, her face was already rosy, but Tang De did not react.

However, the titles between the two gradually changed to "teacher" and "classmate", and the relationship became much closer.

Seeing that Kyoko Fukada's body became weak and needed to gently lean on Tang De's shoulder to sit firmly, Tang De brought up the topic again.

"So Fukada-san, do you have any questions?"

Kyoko Fukada's big eyes blinked, and she looked at Tang De: "Teacher, do you think I am suitable for going abroad and acting in Hollywood?" ”

"Hmm......" Tang De sat down and looked at her carefully: "Hollywood is quite demanding, I need to test your acting skills from all directions." ”

"Hey!" Kyoko Fukada took a step back, took off her sweater jacket, revealing the short sleeves and her tightly wrapped hot body, and then rested her head on the tatami mat: "Then please test me well, teacher." ”

The corners of Tang De's mouth curled slightly: "Then please show your talent first." ”

"Talent?" Kyoko Fukada thought for a moment, picked up a piece of salmon meat with her hand, put it on her collarbone, and said in a seductive tone: "Teacher, my talent is to be able to play the dinner plate, what do you think?" ”

"Plates? Yes, but it looks like I'm going to have a show with you too. ”

"Hey, teacher, just play the role of a diner! This is chopsticks ......"

Tang De nodded and took the chopsticks: "Then Fukada-san, please start." ”

"Hi Yi ......"

"Wow."

If someone could listen through the crack in the door, they would hear the sound of rustling and cold fish from inside.

Then there are the sounds of chopsticks, chewing and sighing at the food.

There was also a faint sound of two people talking.

"Fukada-san, the next one is the imitation test, all acting skills start from imitation, you have to learn to liberate your nature, what are you best at?"

"Teacher, what I'm best at is puppies, Wang ...... Woof. ”

"Then please imitate the appearance of a puppy."

"Hey, teacher, this downward dog, do you see my posture standard? I studied in acting class. Woof...... Woof! ”

"It's great, it's really standard."

"Hmm...... Teacher, you also brought a whip with you. ”

"That's right, it's easier to train your acting skills with a whip."

"Okay, teacher...... The teacher trained me well...... of acting. ”

Thirty minutes later, the vibration of the floor suddenly stopped, followed by Tang De's voice: "Fukada-san's performance is very good, I know that exposing my belly is the posture of a puppy begging for mercy." ”

"Hi...... In order to...... Teacher, so please spare me. ”

"This line is very good, but this is just the beginning, Fukada-san, you have to hold on, and when you get to Hollywood, the acting teacher's teaching will only be stricter than mine."

"Good...... Yes, teacher, I see, please go ahead...... Woof! ”

(End of chapter)