"Should we call someone else to pick us up?" There were several other people who came to Los Angeles together, including Nobuo Tomioka, but they were all repairing in the hotel and contacting them about recording matters.

"Wouldn't this make Shimada-san and the others laugh at you?"

"That's it~ It seems that we can only wait until they sober up a little before going back." Xiao Mingna became distressed, and then laughed again: "Fortunately Naoki-san is not drunk, otherwise I would be an underage girl taking care of four drunk people.

Han~"

"Hahaha~ I was a little dizzy~ but I can still hold on." Nagayama Naoki recalled, "Speaking of which, I have a good drinking capacity. People who drank with me in the past were basically drunk~"

"Is it so powerful?"

"It's nothing. When I was in New York, I went to a club called mudd club. People there drank from 7pm to 4am~" Naoki Nagayama thought of his experience in mudd club.

"Have you been drinking?"

"No, there are dancing and band concerts in mudd club~" Nagayama Naoki thought of all kinds of people inside, "The music they sing is all very avant-garde and trendy."

"Omosi, Naoki-san has encountered a lot of interesting things in New York~" Xiao Mingcai's eyes were shining, and her curiosity could no longer be controlled.

Naoki Nagayama's mind was also a little groggy at this time, so he told everything that happened in New York: "Yes, Akina-chan, let me tell you, on the second day in New York, I met three people

Black punks are going to rob!”

"Eh?! Was Naoki-san robbed? Were you injured?" Akina's tone was shocked and worried.

"Stupid Tape, I'm very good! I have been practicing all the time, and I have reached the full level of practical level when I was filming the movie!" When my head is dizzy, I will say anything that I said in the second grade.

"Those three little gangsters, I hit them all with just one umbrella attack!"

"Eh?!!" What the hell is an umbrella attack?

"Not only was he not injured, but he also met a very powerful street graffiti artist, Basquiat, who opened a painting exhibition in New York~" Naoki Nagayama thought of the friend he had known for a long time.

"Street graffiti artist?" Nakamori Akina already has question marks in her mind.

"Hey, I borrowed his spray paint and spray-painted the gangster's face! They will never dare to chase me again!" Nagayama Naoki sounded a little proud,

"Then I also drew a stick figure graffiti in an alley! I added it with my own signature 'suprise!!! m...' Private Marseille, I almost said swear words!"

Fortunately, he is still sensible, otherwise if he said dirty words in front of Akina, he would be dead if he really wakes up!

"Huh? Naoki-san's signature is actually a curse word? Hahaha~"

"Akina-chan, let me tell you, the signature is just a formality! You have to understand it from other aspects. It is a deeply meaningful line that represents the dissatisfaction and anger of the people at the bottom of reality!" Naoki Nagayama tried to explain from other angles.

own signature.

"Isn't that still a curse word?" Akina Nakamori seemed to be struck by the punchline and kept laughing.

"No, this is an art form. In graffiti art, it is just an expression of image..." Naoki Nagayama racked his brains, trying to find a reason, "I really can't make it up...

..Hey...it's just a curse word! Hahahaha~"

The two of them laughed from ear to ear together.

"You wouldn't know if you didn't tell me, but now after Akina-chan told me, I realized that I had drawn so many swear words in the streets of New York!" Naoki Nagayama felt his face turn red again when he thought of his subsequent graffiti actions.

"Hahaha, did you graffiti in other places after that?"

"Hey, the entire Fifth Avenue block has been spared!"

"Hahaha~ Naoki-san really did something very brave~"

Akina Nakamori feels like she has captured Naoki’s dark history, and she can talk about this for the rest of her life~
Chapter completed!