“…”

Several people talked about some movies. The sharp-eyed Matsuo Soyo saw the book clamped under Naoyama Naoyama's arm and was a little curious:

"Naoki San, what are you holding?"

"Ah..." Naochi Naoyama remembered and quickly distributed the novel to these four people. "This is the novel I will publish later, a trial printing version, and I will give it to everyone as a memorial..."

Naoki Naoyama brought more than a dozen books from his family to the company and prepared to give them to Otoyo Yoshimura and other friends. Masato Komori has worked very hard this month, so I will give them as a gift for condolences~

"Oh?" "Novel?" "Naturally Mian?"

Komori Masato and the others took it over, with curiosity and excitement on their faces. This is a trial printing plate that has not yet been sold.

"Jurassic Park...Dinosaur novel?"

"Has Naoki Sang changed his writing direction?"

“…”

Everyone discussed it in detail with the content of Naoki Yongshan’s new book~

...........

Later, Yukiko Kasui, who had been busy all day, returned to her cramped temporary dormitory.

There are also two part-time models living together, which makes the dormitory that is already insufficient in space more crowded, and even showers and laundry take turns.

“It’s so tiring…”

After taking a shower, Kusuke Yukiko lay on the tatami and felt relaxing all over her body, and she didn't even want to eat... Fortunately, it's summer now, so she doesn't have to make a bed or something.

Don’t compare it with top models like Victoria’s Secret. Ordinary models are originally very tiring professions, especially clothing models like her. They have to stand for several hours every day, pose hundreds of poses, and change dozens or hundreds of sets of clothes...

Magazine companies will not regard you as human beings. In their eyes, you are just a clothes rack that can move at most~

They paid for it, so they naturally wanted to take the most photos in the shortest time.

After a little rest, Yukiko Kasui barely sat up. There were two things that must be done every night, one was to call home, and the other was to call her boyfriend...

But there was no telephone installed in the dormitory, so she could only walk out and find a telephone booth.

"Moses Moses, this is Puchi's house..."

A gentle voice came from the microphone, and Yukiko Kasui even had the urge to cry when she heard it.

"Ogasang...it's me..."

"Yakiko!" The voice in the microphone also became happy, "Is today's work over? Is the dinner delicious?..."

"Well... I'm not long after I came back... It's too hot and I don't have much appetite..."

The nagging daily inquiries are the most soothing, and Yukiko Kazui feels that her originally tired body and mind are slowly relieved.

After talking for a while, I heard a noise coming from the other side of the phone, as if my sister Minako was shouting "Let me say it", "Let me say..." and so on. Then my mother handed the phone to Minako Kazui.

"Onezan!!! Big news!!!"

“…”

The sudden call from the microphone forced Kuchi Yuki to keep the phone away from his ears...

"It's so loud! Minako... her ears are deaf!"

"Onezan, good news! Good news!" Although he forced himself to press it down, Yukiko Kuchi was still full of excitement, "Onezan, we have been selected!"

"??What?"

"That talent show! "Neon Voice"!!" Minako Kuchi said quickly, "A person from the program team called home this afternoon! He said Naisan, your DEMO was selected to participate in the recording!"

"mine?"

Yukiko Kasui was a little confused. She just couldn't resist Minako's request at the beginning and sent a tape...

"Yes, the uncle from the program team said that we were invited to Tokyo! Shoot together! You can also reimburse the accommodation fee!"

Minako Kuchi was full of excitement and joy, and spoke like a machine gun.

"It's the weekend, and my parents and younger brothers can come together. We can meet in Tokyo soon!"

“…”

A series of words quickly came from my sister's mouth, with some sharp sounds and a lot of information, which made Kusui Yukiko's brain unable to accept it for a while.

I can't even insert it...

"Weekend? TV recording?"

"Ah...Onezan quickly remember this phone number 025-55686X... Remember to reply to the program team... They will explain to you... Don't forget to call it!"

At the end, I hung up the phone in a daze and walked out of the phone booth, I only remember that I was selected by "Neon Voice" and was about to go to the TV station to record the program.

Even the matter of having to talk to my boyfriend on the phone for the time being has been forgotten ~

The temperature at night became much more suitable. Walking on the streets of Ikebukuro, the lights of the shops on both sides and the street lights on both sides of the road were shining brightly. The colorful neon lights flashed with colorful halos, showing the style of Kasui Yukiko's never sleep, but she didn't have the heart to appreciate them.

When I walked to a store, I found a poster of "Neon Voice" on the glass door at the entrance of the store...

And this store is the delicious milk tea shop...

Kuchi Yuki subconsciously pushed open the door of Mixue Milk Tea's shop, making the bells on the door railing make a crisp sound~

“Welcome to come ~”

Tsuruko and Junsui Ishii said hello at the same time.

"Ah..." Kuchi Yukiko didn't understand why she came in for a while, "Is the milk tea shop still open now?"

Junsui Ishii smiled and said:

"We're going to drive until 9 o'clock!"

The doors open at 10 a.m. and are open until 9 p.m. This is the current opening hours of Mixue Milk Tea... Because there are too few customers before 10 a.m., and the nightlife of young people only starts from get off work!

Of course, it is also because I have made a lot of money during this period!

"I see...."

"So what do you want to drink with Guest San?"

"Forehead....."

Looking at Kuchi Yuki's somewhat dull look, Tsuru smiled:

"If you don't have any ideas, our store recommends the signature Yangzhi Binglu... very suitable for girls' tastes..."

"Then...then I'll give it one~"

It happened to be dinner, and there were no customers in the store for the time being. Kurai Yukiko sat down at the small table, looked around with her head, and said nothing,

"Why are there all the drinks in the store that you haven't heard of before?"

"Because they are all original!" Junsui Ishii smiled, "Only our family has it in the whole of Tokyo for the time being!"

“Original?”

"Yes...it's like hand-made lemon tea, Yangzhi Binglu..." Junsui Ishii pointed to the menu on the wall and said, "It's all milk tea drinks invented by the store manager..."

"Shop Manager?" Yukiko Kuroi looked at Tsuko who was making milk tea.

"Ah, it's not her! Those two big guys are the same..." Junsui Ishii shook his head, "Her name is Yongyama Tsuko. She is a worker like me. My name is Junsui Ishii..."

“……”

Isn’t that young lady who is so powerful that she is the store manager... Who is the store manager who is so talented and able to invent so many varieties of milk tea?!

He must be a foodie!

After seeing Junsui Ishii say it, he looked at himself, and Yukiko Kuchi suddenly reacted:

"Ah, my name is Kuroi Yukiko. I met for the first time... Please give me some advice!"

"Haha, it's not the first time we met!"

“Hi~”

Speaking of which, they should be about the same age... However, when Junsui Ishii saw that Kusui Yukiko looked a little introverted, she couldn't help laughing... She looked like a very cold lady, but unexpectedly she was unexpectedly cute.

"Is this the first time Pu Chisang is coming to Tokyo?"

Hezi brought Yang Zhibinglu and started chatting while there was no one.

"Hi, come to work during the summer vacation..."

"Oh? You actually came to Tokyo to work?"

“Yes, be a part-time model…”

Maybe he has been dealing with customers more and gaining experience. Tsuru has better eloquence and is also good at chatting. In a short while, he will know the basic information of Kuchi Yuki, where his home is, how old he is, where he goes to college, etc.

But this is already the limit of ordinary friends. If you continue, it will definitely be vigilant, so Hezi stopped.

But Yukiko Kasui tasted the sweetness of milk tea and felt very happy... At least in this strange city, she made two friends...

Thinking of the poster posted at the door, she asked:
To be continued...