America’s Big Hero

The two walked down the stage.

The camera has been following, and everyone on the scene and in front of the audience saw Sean supporting Akina Nakamori's waist.

‘Wow, Mr. Xiao En is so warm! '

‘I’m so envious of Akina Nakamori! '

'Let go of that woman and let me do it! '

With Xiao En's conditions, it is absolutely possible to make the woman in the book crazy in an instant.

Of course, men definitely don't see it that way.

Especially Masahiko Kondo, his complexion became more and more bad, and he felt that the people next to him were looking at him with playful eyes.

In the crowd, as a gentleman, Xiao En just gently stroked Akina Nakamori and took it away when he got off the stage.

At this moment, the on-site director cut the shot, and Kondo Masahiko's face appeared on the big screen.

Masahiko Kondo froze for a moment, and immediately switched to a smile, but the momentary expression change was still seen by everyone.

Everything was pictured on the big screen, and Nakamori Akina's reddish face appeared on the big screen again, making her look charming and lovely.

After everything in the picture, Sean's handsome face with a three-pointed scorn appeared on the big screen again.

The screen is simply switched a few times, and if you understand it, you will understand it.

Many people at the scene couldn't help lowering their heads and laughing, and the audience in front of the TV also grinned knowingly.

sleep take られ!

Tauren ecstasy!

Isn't this ratings going up!

Director: What is camera language!

Sean and Akina Nakamori, who were walking down, naturally didn't know what happened behind them.

Of course, Xiao En didn't care if he knew about it. After all, Huangmao could have any bad intentions.

All the way to the auditorium, Sean was arranged to sit at the front by the program crew. After Sean sat down, Akina Nakamori gradually pulled away from the emotion just now.

After taking a few deep breaths to make his hot face less red, he quickly walked towards his seat with small steps.

I just don't know why, but I always feel that the eyes of other people have changed.

Maybe it's because I envy myself for getting the biggest award tonight.

Nakamori Akina didn't think much, walked to her seat and sat down.

"Wow, Nakamori-chan is so happy, Mr. Sean is really a gentleman, isn't his kiss very warm!"

Just as she sat down, another female singer from the company next to her came over and whispered.

"Where is it, I just understand it." Zhong Sen's face turned red again.

"Wow, that's great too. It would be great if Mr. Sean kissed me. I'll do whatever you want." The woman started to go crazy.

What Masahiko Kondo?

If she could get close to Xiao En, who the hell would be a diva!

Mingcai Nakamori couldn't help but recall what he had just experienced, and his heart beat rapidly.

Even if everything else is put aside, Nakamori Mingcai will feel a little proud of being liked by such a big man.

Uncontrollably comparing Sean with Masahiko Kondo...

No, it cannot be compared like this.

Nakamori Nakamori immediately shook off this terrible thought.

On the other side, Kondo Masahiko felt a little restless.

...

The awards ceremony is still going on, but the focus of most people, including the audience in front of the TV, has been away from the awards.

Awards ceremony or something, there is no fun in eating melons.

What's more, this melon also has tauren attributes.

This is so fascinating.

In the front row, the organizers arranged for big shots.

The reason Sean came was actually a coincidence.

Before I came to the notebook, I couldn't remember many things, but after I came here, many dusty memories emerged one by one.

Among them is the woman riding on the back of a silver dragon, but there is even more famous beauty of the Showa era!

When thinking of Showa Beauty, the first thing that comes to mind is the one that makes people feel distressed, and makes people feel infinitely regretful about the "Genzu Diva" Akina Nakamori.

After contacting Yoshihito Yamada, he discovered that Akina Nakamori had actually signed with Warner Records.

Where is Yoshihito Yamada needed? Sean dropped a call to Warner headquarters.

Immediately afterwards, the general manager of Warner Music Japan Branch came to visit, and Sean knew that Akina Nakamori was going to attend the award ceremony tonight.

The rest was a matter of course, Sean decided to personally present the award to his favorite Akina Nakamori, and the original award presenter was directly kicked by the organizer.

"In the evening, the organizer will have a banquet. They want me to contact Mr. Xiao En, and hope that Mr. Sean can spare time to attend." Warner's president came over and whispered.

"Who is there?" Sean turned his head and asked with interest.

"Miss Nakamori must attend."

"Okay, anyway, I don't have any plans for the evening, so let's go and have a look."

"I understand." Warner's general manager smiled slightly, already understanding.

...

The award ceremony is over and the banquet begins.

The whole banquet is divided into two parts.

One part is the entertainers, they are downstairs, and the other part is naturally Xiao En and his group of big shots, upstairs.

The level rules of this book are very strict, like an entertainer or something, but a singer.

Don't look at her high prestige among the people, but in the eyes of the upper class, a diva is a diva.

It's just a bunch of money-making tools, toys that can be driven at will, used at will, and manipulated at will.

Of course, with the blessing of status, fame, etc., it is a more high-end toy.

Destruction and humiliation can bring greater pleasure.

"Miss Nakamori, your seat is here." A well-looking staff member bowed respectfully to Akina Nakamori.

"Ah!" Nakamori Nakamori looked around in confusion.

The singers and staff from various companies are all downstairs, so why do they have any special arrangements?

What happened here naturally attracted the attention of many people. After all, the winner of the biggest prize today naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Masahiko Kondo was walking this way, and was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Miss Nakamori, please." The staff reminded again.

"Ah, oh oh." Nakamori Mingcai nodded, she had to listen to the company's arrangement, was it clearly signed in the contract, they couldn't help but refuse.

Of course, I don't know how to refuse.

As the staff walked upstairs, there were bursts of 'buzzing' sounds in the lobby on the first floor.

Everyone knows what kind of status and status people can go upstairs.

It's not like Nakamori has never participated in this kind of banquet, is this the first time?

Why do you get this kind of treatment?

Everyone couldn't help but think of something.

Everyone in the industry knew who the original award presenter was, but it was suddenly replaced before the banquet started.

Combining all kinds of events, everyone couldn't help but think of the American rich man who suddenly appeared, Sean!

What is it like in the circle, can people in the circle not know?

What does this mean, can you still not understand?

Immediately, many people looked at Masahiko Kondo with playful eyes.

"It's okay, Kondo-kun, the big shots must want to see Ms. Nakamori's performance." Immediately someone approached Kondo Masahiko and said in the most sincere tone.

After all, he raised his fist and made a cheering gesture.

On the spot, Kondo Masahiko's head started to get angry!

What a fucking shame!

But, it really made him rush upstairs now...

Masahiko Kondo really didn't dare.

Forcing a smile, Masahiko Kondo could only pretend that nothing happened.

Don't dare to leave early!

Wouldn't it be disrespectful to the company, the organizer, and Warner Records.

Laugh awkwardly, drink awkwardly, chat with people awkwardly.

Looking up at the upstairs from time to time, Masahiko Kondo finally understood what it means to be like a year in seconds.

He didn't feel anything when he cheated, but now...

So, what is Nakamori Mingcai doing upstairs?

...

Akina Nakamori certainly wouldn't be singing to a group of big shots.

Sean, who was sitting in the main seat, fell in love with Akina Nakamori, who would dare to overtake at this time.

When the general manager of the Warner Books branch saw Zhongsen Jianli, he immediately stood up and greeted him personally.

It is true that Zhongsen is the company's top brand, but he has never been treated so courteously before, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"Here, Zhong Sen, sit here and spend some time with Mr. Xiao En. Mr. Xiao En is your fan." The general manager put on a smile, and politely brought Zhong Sen over.

Nakamori blushed and was completely at a loss.

This is the first time she has experienced this kind of thing, she just heard about it.

Divas and entertainers are also graded. For divas of Nakamori's level, Warner has a clear position when training them.

This is a cash cow, and it will not be easy to let Zhongsen out. This is the first time it must be kept to create the greatest value.

Obviously, for the Yankee of Warner, Sean is the greatest value.

Sean is very satisfied, very good, so, what is the name of this general manager?

Forget it, forget it, with someone by his side, how could Sean remember those insignificant things.

For women in this book, table manners must be strictly trained.

Well, sticks too...

After all, these are all traditions, only people in a certain birthplace have forgotten these cultural traditions.

Akina Nakamori lowered her head, her face was blushing to the point of bleeding, but her hands were not slow. She poured wine for Xiao En, picked up vegetables, and the service was very thoughtful.

Sean chatted sideways with Akina Nakamori, and slowly, Nakamori found that Sean did not act excessively in those legends, and his heart gradually calmed down.

The expression is no longer tense, the body is no longer stiff, and the whole person slowly relaxes.

Nakamori is a very traditional book woman, simple, cute and obedient.

He has no opinions, and his character is very weak, and he is a bit resigned.

Like music, very talented, but never take the initiative to do anything.

To participate in the talent show debut is to follow the arrangement of the family.

Will not fight, will not fight.

After relaxing, it was quite pleasant to chat with Sean, especially some things in life.

After all, Sean is not a rich second generation...

This is also what surprised Nakamori. After hearing the introduction, he knew that Sean was a son of the Rockefeller family, but he did not expect that he was an illegitimate son. He stood out entirely by himself.

No wonder he started from scratch after being famous. At first, he thought the host made a mistake.

Talking about those hard lives, the distance between the two of them was suddenly shortened.

And Nakamori admired Xiao En very much, and admired Xiao En who dared to fight for him under such circumstances and never compromised.

The weaker the character, the more curious, admirable, and adoring those who dare to fight.

Nakajima Miyuki will not, she will only feel sympathy for each other.

After the banquet, no one bothered Sean anymore.

It can be seen that Sean's interest is no longer in them, so naturally he won't come forward to make fun of himself.

Time passed slowly, and Masahiko Kondo downstairs felt uncomfortable all over, time passing slower than ever.

It was not easy to stay until the end of the banquet.

Seeing many entertainers who participated in the banquet leave and leave under the leadership of their managers, Kondo Masahiko just stared upstairs, waiting for Akina Nakamori to come down.

Not long after, the big names from the major entertainment companies upstairs finally appeared.

A group of people surrounded Sean, and Akina Nakamori followed Sean and held Sean's arm stiffly, looking very restrained.

Surrounded by those big figures who can manipulate the fate of artists, the top of the food chain, it's strange that she, a little white rabbit, is not nervous.

Masahiko Kondo looked at Akina Nakamori holding Sean's arm, his lips trembling in anger, he wanted to go up, but he couldn't move.

There are too many big people around, he dare not.

A group of people came down from upstairs, and they didn't see Masahiko Kondo in their eyes at all, but there were still many entertainers in the hall, and they all stayed here waiting to see the joke.

Tauren ecstasy!

Everyone get out of the way, let the bosses go first.

At the door, a large number of luxury cars drove over, and the big shots greeted and said goodbye to each other at the door.

One by one, the big shots got into the car and left, and finally it was Sean's turn.

His customized extended Lincoln drove over and stopped at the door. Akina Nakamori let go of Sean's arm to say goodbye, but found Sean making a gesture of invitation, "Get in the car, I'll take you home first."

"This..." Akina Nakamori hesitated for a moment, wanted to refuse, but didn't know how to speak, hesitating.

In the hall not far away, Masahiko Kondo's eyes were tearing apart, his girlfriend was about to get into someone else's car!

Why not immediately refuse?

Why hesitate?

You are still tempted!

Bitch, shameless!

Kondo Masahiko was full of anger and his expression was distorted.

Akina Nakamori hesitated and turned her head to look towards the hall. She wanted to see if her boyfriend Masahiko Kondo was there, and wanted to ask his opinion.

Sean followed the trend and looked back, and the eyes of the bodyguards around him also moved over.

With so many people watching, especially Sean's sharp eyes, Masahiko Kondo felt overwhelming pressure.

Rush up and stop her!

How can you watch your girlfriend get into someone else's car!

Roaring in his heart, the expression on Masahiko Kondo's face instantly changed from a distorted smile to an awkward smile.

The brain dares, but the body does not.

No feedback from Masahiko Kondo, and Akina Nakamori didn't know how to refuse, so she had no choice but to get in the car at Sean's request again.

Sean turned his head and glanced at Masahiko Kondo, and then he also lowered his head and got into the car.

Like this, Kondo Masahiko only felt humiliated, as if he heard someone laughing at him behind him.

Seeing that the car door was closed and the convoy was about to start, Masahiko Kondo had a picture in his mind instantly...

at home?

hotel?

struggle?

cry?

The picture is very rich, and various plots come one after another.

Kondo Masahiko finally couldn't take it anymore, and rushed out.

Just as he rushed to the door, he was stopped by two people crossing their arms.

Kondo Masahiko struggled and roared.

No matter where people are framed, they can't get out at all.

Inside the car, Nakamori Akina couldn't hear a sound.

The convoy started and just drove out. Akina Nakamori leaned on the window and looked back, just in time to see Masahiko Kondo kicking his legs in the air.

"This..." Nakamori Akina's face was full of anxiety.

"You don't want either... Cough cough, don't worry, it's nothing, he'll be fine." Seeing this scene, Sean's mouth almost twitched, and he spoke his lines.

It can be seen how deeply the influence of book culture is in the hearts of the people!

"You, you know." Akina Nakamori looked at Sean in surprise.

"I know you, of course I've heard of this scumbag." Sean shrugged, there was nothing to hide.

An angry look flashed across Nakamori Akina's face, and she quickly suppressed it again. She bit her lip, lowered her head, and asked softly, "Then you, then you..."

Some things I want to ask but can't ask.

"I like you very much." Sean leaned over, with the corner of his mouth hanging to one side, and stretched out a finger to support Akina Nakamori's chin.

Akina Nakamori was frightened by Sean's straightforwardness, she stared blankly at Sean, and quickly turned her head away after reacting, her face was red as if on fire.

Sean's gaze was so hot that Akina Nakamori couldn't bear it at all.

"So, I naturally hate this scumbag."

"It's not a scumbag." Akina Nakamori retorted loudly, and when she saw Xiao En's gaze, she quickly turned her head and said in a low voice, "Kondo-kun is just, just misunderstood."

"Is it true? I'll find out if I try it casually." Sean smiled indifferently.

The inside of the car became tense for a moment, and the relaxation during the meal before was completely invisible.

"Okay, don't think about him anymore. Now you should worry about yourself, not him." Sean broke the solemn atmosphere in the car, smiled and reached out to stroke Akina Nakamori's hair.

"You, didn't you mean to take me home?" At this time, Nakamori Akina realized that something was wrong, and looked out the window. This is not the way to her house at all.

After reacting, Nakamori folded his hands on his chest, huddled in the corner of the car, looked at Xiao En with fear and anxiety, and trembled.

Uncontrollably, I thought of some terrible experiences I had heard from other artists.

Was arranged to accompany some big shots...

Old, ugly, fat, short, bald, wretched, greasy, perverted...

Such, uh...

Akina Nakamori glanced at Sean again, blinking his eyes, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Sean squinted Nakamori Akina up and down, "I'm a complete villain."

When picking up girls, don't set yourself up with integrity, kindness, dedication, and honesty.

That will only result in failed pickups, and women will run away from you in no time.

You must set yourself up as a prodigal, romantic, and cunning villain, only in this way can you attract women.

It must be understood that when you are picking up girls, the girls are also picking up on you. Everyone is not rushing to get married.

This is just an 'encounter', an interesting 'experience' in life, a 'wave' in life, a 'memory' that can only be recollected secretly.

It will not disturb normal life and will not cause any adverse effects.

And the temperament of the prodigal son and the romantic can perfectly meet the requirements.

Not entangled, just passing through life.

And what integrity, honesty, single-mindedness... Are you sure you're not planning to harm someone?

Besides, integrity, honesty, and single-mindedness are things that can be seen at a glance, so what sense of mystery is there, and what desire is there for exploration?

As soon as Xiao En showed such a smirk, Akina Nakamori became less afraid.

This is a well-known rich man in the world. He is rich, handsome, and has a prominent family background. What bad things would such a person do?

robbery?

Impossible, this guy is already so rich, isn't the little money from the robbery a waste of time for him!

kill?

Not to mention, with his status, who would dare to provoke him? It's too late to flatter, even if he doesn't like someone, someone will naturally deal with it.

set fire?

This is even more impossible.

Strong girl?

No matter in terms of appearance or wealth, what kind of woman he wants can't be obtained, it doesn't necessarily mean who is stronger...

After Akina Nakamori figured it out, she was not afraid at once. She was just timid and cowardly, not stupid.

"Where are you taking me? I want to go home!" Akina Nakamori gradually became more courageous.

"Don't go home!" Sean giggled strangely, showing a perverted look, "You'll know when you get there."

The more this happened, the less afraid Akina Nakamori became.

Again, what kind of bad intentions would a rich and handsome man have?

Party?

I advise you not to meddle in your own business!

Thinking about it, fans should think it is a welfare and start fighting for it, right?

Did you ever think about what would happen when you were invited?

Add WeChat afterwards?

As an adult, shouldn't it be taken for granted that we take responsibility for what we do?

It is obvious that greed is soaring and the ravine is difficult to level, and threatening revelations are made.

In the end, the development of the situation was not well controlled, and more money was not received, and the money received was refunded, and the donor also went to prison...

Both losers!

Because it is a manifestation of the distortion of the three views to have a face, and the final result can only be said to be one's own fault.

Closer to home...

While chatting, the car stopped in front of a bar.

Akina Nakamori got out of the car and found two white security guards standing at the entrance of the bar. The security guards were holding guns and looked vigilantly.

There is no one within ten meters around.

Under the leadership of Sean, they entered the bar. The bar was very large and the lights were a bit dim, but it could still be found that there were no customers here.

Because the booths have been removed, the bar looks very empty.

Sean grabbed Nakamori Akina's hand, Nakamori struggled a bit before giving up, and was led to the front of the bar's stage.

There is a lonely booth here, and a beautifully shaped silver candlestick is placed on the table. There is a golden water bottle-shaped logo on the candlestick, and a red candle is inserted in the candlestick.

There is no trace of smoke, but a faint pleasant fragrance wafts in the air.

Akina Nakamori's eyes widened. He happened to know this candle, Cire Trudon, a French candle with a history of more than 300 years, which has always been used by royal families in various European countries.

The most expensive candle in the world.

"Sit!" Sean gestured and sat down on his own. Akina Nakamori had no way to refuse, so he had to sit aside.

The deck is just that big, and the two of them are not far away.

As soon as this side was ready, someone immediately served drinks.

Five waiters stood quietly in a row, each holding a tray with two prepared drinks on the tray.

"What do you like to drink, choose one, it's the wine I like to drink more on weekdays." Sean smiled and gestured.

As he said that, Sean smirked, "I added seasoning to half of the wine, if you accidentally hit it, hehe, hehe."

Akina Nakamori glanced at Sean, I didn't believe it, and lied to me again.

I looked at 10 glasses of different shapes of wine again, you will not come this time for real, will you?

He looked at Sean again, smiling so mysteriously, is there any need?

However, it is very strange to hear that rich people are very strange.

So, is it true or false?

For a while, Nakamori Akina became tangled again, she was a very tangled person herself.

For a long time, I couldn't make up my mind, and finally closed my eyes, waved my fingers back and forth, and finally pointed at one blindly.

The other waiters backed away silently, and the one pointed at stepped forward, put the wine on the table, bent down and retreated.

Nakamori Akina let out a long breath, she was most afraid of making a choice.

"Okay, now here are two glasses, one of which has added ingredients, you choose." Sean said with a smile again.

"Ah, choose again!?" Nakamori Akina looked at Sean with a broken face, "Don't pull!"

"That's not okay, you have to choose." Sean sat down a little further, his head almost leaning against Akina Nakamori's ear, and Akina Nakamori shrank his neck subconsciously.

"Your choice will determine whether you will be weird for a while, or I will be weird."

"The consequences look the same, but the process, the different choices, are still very interesting."

"Ah!" Akina Nakamori couldn't help but think of some pictures in his mind, and immediately covered his face in shame.

No, it's too exciting!

"I don't want to choose, I want to go home." Akina Nakamori stood up quickly, but Sean grabbed her hand.

Sean smiled slowly and shook his head.

Akina Nakamori had no way to refuse, of course, the main reason was that her curiosity was aroused at the moment.

Very exciting isn't it!

This sense of unknown constantly stimulated people's nerves, making the heartbeat of Akina Nakamori, who had no experience, faster and faster.

A feeling of pleasure that I had never felt before came to my heart.

Scientific research has shown that stimulating things will increase the heartbeat and stimulate the body to produce dopamine and 5-hydroxytryptamine. These two substances will make people feel lust and feel related, and can convey excitement and happiness. The other will make the body happy mood.

Therefore, the more bad a man is, the more he can play with his heartbeat, and the more he can make a woman fall in love with him.

There is sufficient scientific basis for men not being bad and women not loving.

This is why it is easiest to find one-night stands in places with stimulating music such as discos, bars, dance halls, etc.

Just drinking, just listening to music, just... getting emotional.

At this moment, Nakamori Akina felt this way.

So, who is Masahiko Kondo?

Who will remember at this time!

This is also what many women will do in some stimulating situations...

Sean understands all of this very well.

Seeming helpless, Akina Nakamori still sat down, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and chose a glass of wine.

At this moment, the music in the bar suddenly became excited.

Sean pushed the glass of wine Nakamori had chosen in front of her, picked up another glass himself,

"Come on, cheers!"

Akina Nakamori picked up the wine glass, touched it with Sean tremblingly, and took a light sip.

At this time, she had forgotten that she hadn't planned to drink in the first place.

The wine is your choice.

A little trick, don't ask if you want to drink, just ask what to drink!

For the kind of person who is not good at making choices, you have to choose for her.

After a few sips of wine, accompanied by the music, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

...

On the other hand, after leaving the banquet scene dejectedly, Masahiko Kondo felt that his chest was constricted and he couldn't breathe. When he got home, he immediately picked up the phone and called Akina Nakamori.

No one answered the phone, keep calling.

In Sean's car, the person in the driver's seat turned to look back, turned around and got out of the car, and came up from the other side, just in time to call again.

It wasn't the boss's call, so I hung up without even thinking about it.

Listening to the blind voice coming from the phone, Masahiko Kondo's whole body became stiff.

This, this, this...

Why was it not answered at first, and then hung up again?

Didn't hear it before?

But now that I heard it, why didn't you answer the phone?

If Akina Nakamori hung up her phone, then the problem is a bit serious!

What is she doing now?

If it wasn't for Akina Nakamori hanging up the phone...

That problem is even more serious!

Masahiko Kondo began to deceive himself... he kept thinking in his heart that he must have accidentally bumped into him before hanging up, it must be.

Called again, was hung up again.

Kondo Masahiko's heart is cold! !

Call again, hang up again...

After going back and forth twice, Masahiko Kondo was already on the verge of collapse emotionally, so he didn't give up and called Nakamori's home phone instead.

This time, no one really picked up.

Masahiko Kondo finally broke down, and threw the phone to the ground, roaring, cursing, and stomping on it non-stop.

...

Carefully drank a glass of wine, Nakamori Akina felt nothing strange about herself.

Taking a peek at Sean, it's also very good.

Knowing it was a lie, Akina Nakamori breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Xiao En is very interesting and fun.

Never had this experience before!

"I knew you were lying to me," Akina Nakamori smiled brightly.

"How do you know that I'm lying to you? In fact, the glass you drank had been fortified, but you haven't felt it yet." Sean said mysteriously.

"Ah, what did you add?" Nakamori Akina blinked, flickering, not believing but willing to cooperate, it was fun.

"Add something called love, and you'll find out right away that you're in love with me." Sean stretched out a finger and tapped Nakamori Akina's nose lightly.

"No way." Akina Nakamori lowered her head, smiled shyly, her face was very hot, "However, the wine is delicious, thank you Sean-san."

"Of course, one of the best bartenders in the United States, my exclusive bartender, has been with me all the time, and I bring the drinks myself, all of which are of the best quality." Sean said lightly, Be sure to inadvertently reveal your own boring and boring.

Akina Nakamori shrank her neck, this is wealth.

Rich and expensive.

After a glass of wine, the waiters came up again and changed to a new style of wine, and it was time to choose again.

The slightly dizzy Akina Nakamori had already forgotten about going home, or deliberately ignored it.

Halfway through the second book, Akina Nakamori stepped onto the stage at Sean's request, and Norris, who was the accompanist, had already arranged for someone to prepare.

Sean listened to the exclusive concert alone.

I drank a lot, sang high, and forgot everything I played...

Nakamori Akina himself forgot how much he drank, and he couldn't remember when he left the bar.

I only know that I arrived at the hotel, and then I don't remember anything...

...

...

Sure enough, people have their pros and cons. This kind of daily flirting is the biggest problem for me, but it exhausts me...