It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and fireworks came out of the kitchen of Akina Nakamori's house again.

This Taopusda, which had a lot of trouble, is still empty. When he works at night, he is busy distributing dough in his heart, and he doesn't eat a few bites of the bento on the TV station. He makes a big fuss and his stomach grows even more ginger.

Shinichi Iwahashi saw that she had swollen eyelids and felt wronged, so he wanted to cook something for her, but was immediately rejected.

"Shenyi, you have a bad cooking skills." Akina Nakamori did not think.

To say this with such a grievance, there is a subtle feeling that Shinichi Iwahashi tried to bully her with dark dishes.

"Okay." His bachelor cooking skills are indeed worth this sentence.

Because the cooking was not delicious, Taopu Sta's girlfriend refused to eat the food he cooked. But from another perspective, such a straightforward rejection was a signal that Akina Nakamori had not yet made up for him.

Akina Nakamori walked into the bathroom. After a while, she came out, washed her face, and retired her hair. When she got closer, her eyes were red, and there was a trace of water wetness on her forehead. This look made people love and pity.

Looking at her, Shinichi Iwahashi felt like he was holding a kitten with a white glove in his arms. The kitten was soft and his heart became softer. He walked over and hugged her in his arms. She was a small one, like a kitten.

"What about Shinichi, do you want to eat?" asked Akina Nakamori.

Shinichi Iwahashi had dinner with Yoko Mino outside in the evening and was not hungry.

"It's OK," he said without hesitation, "I just happened to be a little hungry."

Akina Nakamori took a step back, glanced at him, turned his head and walked into the kitchen. Shinichi Iwahashi followed her. So, a streaming table that was neither short nor long, Akina Nakamori was inside and Shinichi Iwahashi was outside.

The two of them didn't say anything for a while. Shinichi Iwahashi looked at her waving the kitchen knife, watched her turn around to take care of the pot, her serious expression, and the slender and tail-like straps behind Mickey's apron.

"I like you very much." He suddenly said.

Akina Nakamori raised her head and blinked her eyes.

"I like you very much." Shinichi Iwahashi said to her, "So, I understand what kind of mood you are dealing with that song."

Akina Nakamori looked at his serious face.

He would be extremely serious if he said something embarrassed.

"As a result, I said that to you." Shinichi Iwahashi also looked at her face and said carefully: "I'm sorry." He said the apology, remembering her words, and added: "Apology is an apology, but not a perfunctory treatment for you."

Akina Nakamori called him to make him laugh.

Waving the kitchen knife seemed to slowly restore her mood.

"Am I that scary?" she stared at him.

Shinichi Iwahashi shook his head, "I think so myself. I always feel that to solve the problem, I have to start talking and tell you my thoughts."

Now, the two of them have clearly thought about each other. To continue the matter, they must at least figure out their own ideas first and then find a suitable solution. Otherwise, they will still try to use their own ideas to convince the other party and impose their own ideas.

There was a quarrel, and there was a quarrel.

After letting her breath out, after hearing her thoughts, Shinichi Iwahashi probably had some ideas in his mind.

"Okay." Akina Nakamori listened.

The pot started and buzzed. She turned her head and turned off the fire, turned around and continued to face him.

"First of all, Akane's idea is not wrong. To be honest, I'm very happy to hear you say that, and your understanding of the song and the ability to handle sounds are also very powerful, which makes me admire you."

Shinichi Iwahashi's praise was sincere. But the topic immediately changed, "But I would like to ask you to understand, and I don't think there is any problem with my handling method. After the project begins, there are many things to consider. Putting it in the context of cooperation, overemphasizing personal style handling method will break the balance of cooperation and will be very difficult to deal with."

"So, the problem is not that I and you are right or wrong." Shinichi Iwahashi said.

Akina Nakamori looked at him in the eyes, "So, for Shinichi, it is your way to deal with it. Is it better for you and this plan?"

"From the perspective of planning, this is the case." Shinichi Iwahashi replied.

He paused, "Besides this, there are other considerations." He hesitated for a moment and said, "This song is very good, and the probability of selling is very high. Use it as the main single to make it, and it will become popular."

If it becomes popular, the decline of Akina Nakamori's previous single can be taken to save it.

Akina Nakamori, who has been arranged to sell well since her debut, cannot understand Shinichi Iwahashi's words.

She was in a complicated mood and couldn't say what it felt like. But it was definitely not moved by Shinichi Iwahashi's idea of ​​helping her restore her momentum.

"Shenyi, you don't want to see me go downhill."

Shinichi Iwahashi said "Hmm", "You still have many possibilities and still have many potential on the stage." He was convinced.

Akina Nakamori smiled, "What kind of person do you think of me?"

Shinichi Iwahashi looked at her face as plain as a small animal, and was completely two people on the stage, "He is a genius."

Shinichi Iwahashi not only likes her, but also admires her from the bottom of his heart. Because he knows the talents that Akina Nakamori has, I hope she can always shine on the stage.

When he thought about this, he felt uncomfortable. He thought she was a genius, but he made a simple and rough command to give up his thoughts and obey his command.

Akina Nakamori laughed loudly, reached out through the Ruoji table, and pushed his shoulder. While hitting him, she smiled, "Stop coming."

Shinichi Iwahashi accepted the hand she pushed, and when he saw her laugh, he also laughed.

"Actually," Akina Nakamori looked at his face, "I don't care so much about being out of breath." Her eyes that had just cried were dry and astringent, blinking, "Of course, it's no longer popular, and the rankings on the rankings will definitely be disappointed."

No matter what, it is impossible for people who have been rushing from the girl from the common people to the front line and staying at the top for so long when facing the downward trend.

"But now, the words are no longer popular, and maybe it's not all bad things..." She looked at Shinichi Iwahashi without missing out on his expression of confusion after hearing his words.

Looking at his face, Akina Nakamori came to her senses and realized that she had almost said something she shouldn't say. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. She didn't know if it was timid, hesitant, or something else.

She stopped talking and showed a naughty smile, "There is no way, I can only think so. After all, there is no one who is always at the top. Whether it is Bai Huisang or the Shengzi Sang I like..."

"ah!"

Akina Nakamori twitched her nose and turned around. She was just talking, forgetting that she was still cooking.

Shinichi Iwahashi looked at her busy back.

Indeed, as strong as Yamaguchi Momoe would go downhill. When she announced that she would retire from marriage, sales and popularity had already been far from their peak. If she had not retired at the right time, she would not have become the legend today.

As for Matsuda Holy Son, he has been out of date now.

Even Akina Nakamori will always get out of date.

That was right, but Shinichi Iwahashi felt that Akina Nakamori, who was saying those words just now, had a smile on her face, and she couldn't follow her, and she smiled heartlessly.

...

I just disliked Shinichi Iwahashi for his poor cooking skills, but now he brought the slightly burnt food to the dining table.

Akina Nakamori was guilty and was ready to get through the test as if nothing had happened. "Ah~ I'm almost hungry." She said, taking the chopsticks first, "I'm going to start!"

Shinichi Iwahashi saw it and thought she was funny.

He was not very hungry, so he waved his chopsticks and had no motivation.

"It's really not delicious, right?" Akina Nakamori saw it.

Shinichi Iwahashi shook his head, "It's fine. It's much better than what I cooked." He joked, "If I was cooking just now and forgot when I was just talking..." The picture was so beautiful.

Akina Nakamori thought about the situation as he described, and laughed.

"Shenyi is actually not hungry, right?" Akira Nakamori held his chin with his hands and looked at him.

Shinichi Iwahashi didn't answer yes, nor did he answer yes.

Akina Nakamori suddenly mentioned the old story, "I hate eating carrots very much, and the one I hate the most is carrots. However, when I was young, in order to be praised by my family as a good child, I would say 'I like carrots the most' while eating carrots quickly."

"Um."

Shinichi Iwahashi felt that it was something she could do when she was a child. Thinking about how she endured the annoyance of eating carrots with relish when she was a child, she seemed to be able to understand why she was so stubborn when she grew up and refused to do anything she hated.

It seems that when you fall in love with Akina Nakamori, you need to keep trying to understand.

But on the other hand, it is the same for Akina Nakamori.

A mutual understanding...

"So, I know very well the feeling of doing things I don't like, and I don't want Shinichi to make things difficult for you." Akina Nakamori said to him, "especially for me."

Whether she is not hungry but says she is hungry, or she gives up her own ideas to cooperate with her.

She said it, she felt a little sorry for her and pouted, "Actually, what she was thinking was that she deliberately pretended not to notice and gave her stomach full."

She couldn't help laughing if she didn't really make a bad idea.

Shinichi Iwahashi also laughed, "So you have ever had such a bad idea?"

"The song matter..." Akina Nakamori wanted to turn the topic back.

"However," Shinichi Iwahashi seemed to interrupt her unintentionally, "I also hope that when you are with me, don't feel embarrassed. Don't hate carrots clearly, but you still say you like it."

"Although I don't like carrots," he said, "we can't say that they will eat them for you and then pick all the carrots on your plate on your own. However, we can also choose not to eat carrots."

"Yes." Akina Nakamori nodded and agreed.

"So, the song matter." Shinichi Iwahashi turned the topic back.

As a result, Akina Nakamori snatched the topic back and turned it elsewhere, "Will we get into the recording studio next time we go to the recording studio? "

Shinichi Iwahashi shook his head, "I don't know." Maybe he will scold each other next time "Baga Yalu".

"When everyone saw us meet again, they were calm and didn't know what they would think." Akina Nakamori thought this association was very interesting, "Maybe they would praise our high professional awareness."

"But maybe I was shocked." Shinichi Iwahashi naturally spoke foolishly with her.
To be continued...