King of Hollywood

Adrian made up his mind that even though Sony caught the opportunity inadvertently, he wouldn't change his attitude no matter how good they were, and it would be nice not to look for the opportunity pit like other Americans did.

But then again, even if they were to pit, they could only do it in secret, and it had to be something else. If this happens in a movie, it will have an impact on his halo, and that's exactly why Sony figured out how to work with him. Unfortunately, they were doomed to disappoint. Adrian said that in his heart, but would that really happen?

The first few days were nothing but a few drinks arranged by Sugiki, some of the giants in the entertainment industry and the head of the consortium, the sober western liquor club and the United States were no different, and the Japanese learned it thoroughly. Adrian gave up because he didn't know the exact etiquette and taboos, although he wanted to try the next Japanese style.

There's nothing more to say to each other than get to know each other and compliment each other, because Adrian is a Hollywood director in addition to being chairman of AC Media, so don't worry, most people are congratulating him on winning the Oscar Best Director nomination again.

Adrian had no difficulty coping because Sugiki had prepared enough information, and the only trouble was that the Japanese English and Sugiki were really poor compared. Modern Japanese itself is a product of Japan's de-European integration, and many syllables evolve based on English. The consequence is that if the pronunciation is inaccurate, it will sound like a rather than a feeling, so it is not clear what the other person is saying.

A lot of people have a heavy accent, so Adrian needs to take a guess in order to understand what they mean -- well, at least it's easier than a Japanese play. Forgive me, Adrian still has a well-educated smile, even if sometimes he doesn't understand a word, although sometimes he really wants to use the Chinese phrase “can we communicate in Chinese” and appreciate each other's shocked expression, but just think about it.

In addition to that, he visited a number of film and television production companies, but the film club went to a large number of clubs without remembering a single name, basically walking around. But these places had to go. Who told him to look into the Japanese market? Only to get a little excited when he goes to Karp Empty, he finally meets Sangami Shinshi.

Third is ordinary, some thin, and no different from the usual Japanese. Without the classic game of "Biochemical Crisis," he's in Cape Sky, albeit alright, but he's always in the middle of nowhere, anywhere, and will be buried without the same chance as he has the ability.

Since they all came here deliberately, Adrian didn't have any guilt in mind, and even asked him how he felt about the game Biochemical Crisis, which was disgusting.

“This is a… very innovative decryption adventure game, especially a fixed scenario shift so that the fear of a monster approaching himself at a dead end can capture the mind of the player.” Though Sanshang Shiji felt strange, so many developers did not ask, why did he come to ask himself, but he answered honestly, but at the end of the day he added: “We had the same idea before, very close, but it was rejected. ”

“What are you talking about, Sanjo?" The cape empty department manager who accompanied Adrian immediately unhappy to drink, seemed angry.

Adrian immediately struck a circle, and with him here, they didn't say much, but stared at him three times. Although I don't know what kind of controversy existed inside Karp, I can see that there should be some relationship with Shinji Sangami, and if you are uncomfortable with Sangami, and there were Japanese people who wanted to buy the game-adapting rights for the Biochemical Crisis novel, Adrian can probably guess some.

He's completely out of his mind. That's exactly what he wants to see, isn't it? Even he wondered how he could flirt with the Japanese in addition to what he had to deal with when he came to Japan.

Outside the various visiting paragraphs, Adrian naturally intends to visit all over Japan, and Dennis the guy ran away after attending a liquor party with him.

“I can't help you much anyway.” That's what he said.

If that's the case, why come with me to Japan? Adrian has a somewhat ridiculous feeling. But it's okay, he's not planning to travel with him, and Dennis has a big reputation in Japan. After all, this is one of the biggest overseas markets for Hollywood movies, and a lot of exasperated American actors come here to endorse some good ads. If two grown men were to travel around and be recognised, it would be troublesome for them to do an article by those who like to distort themselves, so they could do it alone.

Then Adrian saw Sony's means.

“This is Mr. Adrian's first trip to Japan and I'm sure he's unfamiliar with many places, so I've arranged a guided tour for you, which I'm sure will satisfy you.” Cedarwood, who arranged his itinerary, brought a young woman to the hotel.

This young woman is about 24 years old and the five officers are very jubilee, with Asian beauty, black shoulder length, beige coat, dark underwear, white to knee skirt, fleshy stockings, white high heels, about 5 '3 "tall, sitting there with her legs slightly slanted and tight, hands on her thighs, giving a sense of gentleness.

After Sugiki introduced her, she quickly stood up and bowed deeply: "Hello, Mr. Adrian, I'm Nobuko Chang, please take care of me. ”

“In the 16th century or so, it was founded by Taikou Minister Toyotomi Hideyoshi…" In Osaka City's Tiansho Palace, the old building was described by the Albatross Nobuko, who accompanied Adrian.

“I don't know much about the history of Japan, but I've also heard that the Taikou minister was born very low and came to this position one step at a time with his own hard work and good luck, which is quite an inspiring story.” Adrian went down with her words.

“According to folklore, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's mother was pregnant because she dreamed of the Sun God, so even if she was born low, she ended up as a white man.” Kyoko added with a smile.

“Really?” Adrian laughed suddenly, "Looks like the Sun God is no better than the Sixth Heavenly Demon King. Nobunaga Oda hasn't experienced the transformation of the instinct temple. How can it not be Toyotomi's turn to unify Japan? ”

Mr. Adrian is really modest, knowing Nobunaga Oda and the transformation of his instinct temple, you can no longer understand it. ”

“It is merely a better understanding of the history of the warring States.” Adrian shrugged his shoulders, knowing that most of these games were still based on, otherwise who would be interested in learning about the warring nations of hundreds of men.

However, he was very pleased with the response of Nobuko. Although half of her surprises were faked, the look was still very cute and beautiful. Asian women were certainly not attractive.

And when he got here, he changed the subject and asked, "Oh, Miss Changbao, have we met before? ”

“Yes, on TV that day, I saw Mr. Adrian from afar.” The chancer keeps smiling, "I was actually an actor and played in several TV shows because of my fluency in English and my previous part-time tour guide during the summer vacation at school, so I was recommended to serve Mr. Adrian. ”

“Oh, so I remembered, the night I arrived in Tokyo, because of the jet lag, I turned on the TV for a while and it seemed like you were there. But my Japanese is not good, I don't know the name of the TV show, it seems to be a love story, so I watched you on TV a few more times that day.” Adrian looked suddenly enlightened.

Then I became interested: “How could you come to be my guide? ”

“Mr. Adrian is an eminent person, and this time he came to Japan without shocking the media, naturally he doesn't want more people to know - these are what Sugi-kun told me. It was also an honor for me to serve Mr. Adrian, and it was very touching last year's" Agan Zhengzheng ".” Guiko answered very well, and the soft and gentle feeling seemed to remain unchanged.

“Thank you." Adrian picked her eyebrows and laughed.

After a day of walking around Osaka, I stayed at night in a Japanese style hotel near Kayama. Although it is a little remote, the hotel operates fairly well. It is famous for its proximity to Kayama's open-air hot springs, and many people choose to come here for a holiday in autumn or winter.

Nothing is more important to the Japanese than to soak hot springs while on holiday in Japan, probably because the geological plates are more active, there are more hot springs in Japan in particular, and the Japanese love hot springs very much.

“It's really good.” Leaning against a pool wall made of stone, Adrian grew a breath behind his face.

This is a quaintly decorated room with Japanese style everywhere, there is even a small water trolley device next to it, the bamboo cylinder on it occasionally shifts down and down with the current, then a wooden dish on the rock, a Japanese long neck bottle and two cups in the wooden tray don't taste the same, but it's not outdoors.

Now it's winter, and the open-air hot springs near the mountains have been fixed long ago, Adrian didn't care, so he chose one. Although hot springs have also been soaked in Europe, does the Japanese style seem to feel more like it, perhaps because hot springs have become part of Japanese life and have become a culture?

A slight sound opened the Japanese sliding door of the spa room and a small slim figure appeared at the door.

Adrian was a little surprised after looking at each other, though he had anticipated it. The chandelier princess wore a kimono to support her delicate appearance.

She stepped on a wooden tap and tapped to the edge of the pool, another 90-degree bow: “If Mr. Adrian doesn't dislike it, I'll give you a little massage to relieve your fatigue. ”

Although Juan Xiu's face still had a gentle smile on it, the reader could not say countless but very conscious Adrian caught a glimmer deep in his eyes, but he simply said: "Then try it. ”

Chang Zhenzhi came behind him and knelt down, then put his hands on his shoulders and massaged them back and forth. Although the technique was slightly astringent, it wasn't just a massage you enjoyed at the moment, was it? Adrian's speculation is further confirmed by the fact that her soft pair of * * rub around behind his head from time to time.

“What about the back and waist?” Adrian suddenly asked after you walked again from head to neck to shoulder.

The other side was stunned, a shy red spot flashed on her face, but soon disappeared, and she stood up and walked aside and began to unbelt her wide clothes in front of Adrian. Her kimono was not too tight, and nothing was worn inside. Soon, the snowy * * side showed up in front of him unreservedly. Even though there were shortcomings shared by some Japanese women, such as a slightly thicker calf, the moment was still very tempting.

She stepped into the warm water and came to Adrian. As soon as he turned around, she massaged him on his back. Despite the constant deep breathing of the chandelier, her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her.

Interesting. Interesting. Sony probably didn't think of that either, did he? Adrian laughed softly in her heart and felt the touch coming from her back. With her spare light, she grabbed her hand and then turned around and pulled her into her arms, squeezing her back and limbs.

“Yayu Butterfly" suddenly shouted in Japanese in the subconscious of the constant dish.

“What's the matter?” Adrian, who was familiar with Japanese, stopped immediately and measured the woman in his arms with interest.

“No... no... nothing.” Guiko said with some stutter, "It's just... a little nervous...”

“Oh?” Adrian laughed softly, kneading her pretty good hips and occasionally kissing her face, nose tip, eyebrows, earlobes.

Under his * *, the prince who closed his eyes quickly hummed down softly, and his tight body began to burn softly.

“Tell me, what did that mean?” He kissed her earlobes again and asked as Adrian gently blew hot air into her ear.

“No... nothing...” Your face widened a few points when you got red and faint, "it was just... a... an exclamation, some similar to... like ‘ah’ this... this...”

“Good,” laughed Adrian at the corner of his mouth, "and then I want you to shout that word out louder. ”

“Why… why?” The constant plates on him, which were already unconscious, asked intermittently.

'Cause I want to hear it. ”Adrian said, pushing up, sticking things together and going in a few points.

“Mr. Adrian... please..."

“Scream."

“Please...”

“I command you to call."

“Yah... Yah... Yah... Yah...”

In the hot spring pool, along with the constant plate of guizi intermittently cried and laughed, a burst of warm water flowers spread.

And when the sky was slightly brighter, Adrian, lying on the tatami, woke up, and he was somewhat sleepless. Looking at the woman still in her arms, his hand had to walk up the * * under the quilt again, don't worry about waking her up. Last night, the nobleman of the regular plate was almost fainted like mud by him. You know that even Monica and Julia joined the battle, he killed him to throw away the helmet and crumble the army, and he had room, a Japanese woman in the district was naturally absent.

But then again, by contrast, Japanese women are more submissive, basically leaving him to do whatever he wants. Although most of the women around him do, even Sarah dared to fight him in the beginning, and could not be obeyed from the outset without all the effort.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's going to add a few Japanese collections, and these women just have to play and not fail Sonny's kindness.

To think of it, Adrian had to exclaim that Sony really had to pay for it. Although there was not much information about Japan in his memory, he still remembered that Nobuko Chang should have been honored with the Best Actress of the Japanese Drama Academy Award in '95 and was the queen of Japanese drama in the late' 90s. Otherwise, when visiting a television station, he did not notice her presence and asked others about her.

Apparently, Sonny's hobby for him was clear, knowing that the name Playboy was the real deal, and knowing that he had a woman of his own, let her come and serve.

“Hmm?” The eyelashes of the perennial princess blinked, suddenly half open, and the sleepy appearance seemed a little tired.

“Sorry to wake you up.” Adrian smiled with apologies.

Guizi beamed half the time before reacting, some shyly shrugged his neck just about to change position, affixed to his belly thighs and immediately encountered something. She beamed again and her face turned a little red again, but then lifted the cup and drilled.

Adrian didn't stop it until the feeling of moisture came from below.