America’s Big Hero

The two walked down the stage.

The camera kept following, and the people at the scene and in front of the audience saw Sean holding Akina Nakamori's waist.

‘Wow, Sean-kun is so warm! ’

‘I’m so envious of Akina Nakamori! ’

'Let go of that woman and let me come! ’

With Sean's conditions, it is completely possible to make the woman in this book become **** in an instant.

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

Especially Kondo Masahiko, his face became worse and worse, and he only felt that the people next to him were looking at him with playful eyes.

In a large audience, as a gentleman, Sean just gently stroked Akina Nakamori when he got off the stage and took his hand away.

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

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

Everything is displayed on the big screen, and Akina Nakamori's reddish face appears on the big screen again.

After all the pictures, Sean's handsome face with a three-point ruffian 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 laughed, and the audience in front of the TV also grinned and smiled knowingly.

Bed and take ら れ!

Tauren ecstasy!

Isn't this ratings going up?

Director: What is camera language?

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

Of course, knowing that Sean doesn't care, after all, what kind of bad thoughts can Huang Mao have.

All the way to the auditorium, Sean was arranged by the program team to sit at the front, and when Sean sat down, Akina Nakamori gradually pulled away from the emotions just now.

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

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

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

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

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

As soon as I sat down, another female singer from the company next to me came over and whispered.

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

"Wow, that's good too, if only Mr. Sean kissed me, I'd do whatever I want." The woman started to become nympho.

What is Kondo Masahiko?

If you can get along with Sean, who else is a singer!

Nakamori Mingcai couldn't help but recall what she had just experienced, and her heart beat fast.

Even if other things aside, being liked by such a big man, Nakamori Mingcai will feel a little proud.

Uncontrollably, I compared Sean with Kondo Masahiko...

No, it can't be compared like that.

Nakamori Mingcai immediately shook off this terrible idea.

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

...

The awards ceremony is still going on, it's just that most people, including the audience in front of the TV, have taken their focus away from the awards.

Awards ceremony or something, where is it interesting to eat melons.

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

This is so fascinating.

In the first row, the organizers arranged for big figures.

It was a coincidence that Sean came.

Before I came to the book, I couldn't remember many things. After I came, many dusty memories emerged one by one.

Of course, there is the woman riding on the back of the silver dragon, but there is also the more famous Showa beauty!

When you think of Showa Beauty, the first thing that comes to your mind will be the one that makes people feel distressed and makes people feel infinitely sorry for the "Original Song Princess" Nakamori Akina.

It was only after Yoshihito Yamada contacted him that he found out that Akina Nakamori signed a contract with Warner Records.

Where do I need Yamada Yoshihito, Sean hit Warner headquarters with a single call.

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

The rest came naturally. Sean decided to personally present the award to Akina Nakamori, who he liked. The original guest of honor was kicked by the organizer directly.

"In the evening, the organizer will have a banquet. They want me to contact Mr. Sean, and hope that Mr. Sean can take time to attend." The president of Warner came over and whispered.

"Anyone participating?" Sean turned his head with interest and asked.

"Miss Nakamori must attend."

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

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

...

The awards ceremony is over and the banquet begins.

The whole banquet is divided into two parts.

Part of it is the entertainers, they are downstairs, and the other part is naturally Sean and his group, upstairs.

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

Don't look at the high reputation among the people, but in the eyes of the upper class, a singer is a singer.

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

Of course, because of the blessings of identity, fame, etc., it is a higher-end toy.

Destruction and humiliation can bring greater pleasure.

"Miss Nakamori, your position is here." A staff member who looked like Zhou Zheng respectfully bowed to Nakamori Akina.

"Ah!" Nakamori Mingcai looked around with a bewildered expression.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, oh oh oh." Nakamori Mingcai nodded, how did the company arrange for her to listen, and the contract was signed clearly, so they couldn't help but refuse.

Of course, I don't know how to say no.

As the staff walked upstairs, there was a burst of 'humming' sound in the lobby on the first floor.

Everyone knows what status and status can go upstairs.

It's not that Nakamori has never attended this kind of banquet. Is this the first time?

Why get this treatment?

Everyone involuntarily thought of something.

The original guest of honor was known to those in the industry, but it was suddenly replaced before the banquet started.

Combining all kinds of incidents, everyone can't help but think of the sudden appearance of the rich American, Sean!

What is it like in the circle, can people in the circle still know?

What does this mean, can you still not understand?

Immediately, the eyes of many people looking at Kondo Mahiko were full of playfulness.

"It's alright, Kondo-kun, the bigwigs must want to see Miss Nakamori's performance." Someone immediately approached Kondo Mahiko and said in the most sincere tone.

After saying that, he raised his fist and made a gesture of cheering.

On the spot, Kondo Masahiko's head began to take off!

What a **** shame!

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

Kondo Masahiko really didn't dare.

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

Don't dare to leave early!

Wouldn't that not give face to the company, organizers, or Warner Records?

Laugh awkwardly, drink awkwardly, chat awkwardly with people.

Looking up from time to time to look upstairs, Kondo Masahiko finally understands what a second second is like a year.

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

So, what is Nakamori Famous doing upstairs?

...

Of course Akina Nakamori wouldn't sing to a group of bigwigs.

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

As soon as the general manager of Warner's subsidiary branch saw Nakamori, he immediately stood up and greeted him in person.

It's true that Nakamori is the company's top brand, but he has never been treated so politely, and he felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Here, Zhong Sen, sit here and accompany Mr. Sean. Mr. Sean is your fan." The general manager smiled and took Zhong Sen over politely.

Nakamori's face was flushed and he was completely at a loss.

This is the first time she has experienced such a thing, she has only heard of it.

Singers and artists are also graded. For singers of Nakamori's level, Warner has a clear positioning when training them.

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

Obviously, for the Yankee at Warners, Sean is the greatest value.

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

Forget it, forget it, with someone by his side, where would Sean remember those irrelevant things?

Women in the book, table manners are strictly trained.

Well, the stick is also...

After all, these are all traditions, and only people from a certain birthplace forget these cultural traditions.

Akina Nakamori lowered his head, his face was red and he was about to bleed, but he was not slow to move his hands. He helped Sean pour the wine and served the vegetables. The service was very thoughtful.

Sean sideways chatted with Nakamori Akina. Slowly, Nakamori found that Sean did not have those legendary excessive actions, 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 assertiveness, and his personality is also very weak, and he is very resigned.

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

Going to the talent show to debut is to follow the arrangements of the family.

Will not fight, will not fight.

After relaxing, chatting with Sean was quite happy, especially some things in life.

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

This is also what surprised Nakamori. He heard that Sean was a son of the Rockefeller family, but he didn't expect it to be an illegitimate child, and he came out on his own.

No wonder he started from scratch after being famous. At first, he thought the host introduced it wrong.

Talking about those hard lives made the distance between the two narrowed.

And Nakamori admired Sean in particular, and admired that Sean dared to fight under those circumstances and never compromised.

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

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

After the banquet, no one came to bother Sean.

It can be seen that Sean's interest is no longer in them, and naturally he will not come up to find no interest.

Time passed slowly, and Kondo Mahiko downstairs only felt uncomfortable, and time passed by unprecedentedly slow.

It was difficult to make it to the end of the banquet.

Watching many entertainers who attended the banquet leave under the leadership of their manager, Kondo Masahiko just stared upstairs, waiting for Akina Nakamori to come down.

It didn't take long for the bigwigs of the major entertainment companies upstairs to finally appear.

A group of people surrounded Sean in the middle, and Akina Nakamori followed Sean and held Sean's arm a little stiffly. The whole person looked very restrained.

Surrounded by big figures who can manipulate the fate of artists, at the top of the food chain, it's no wonder she, a little white rabbit, isn't nervous.

Kondo Mahiko looked at Nakamori Akina holding Sean's arm, his lips trembling angrily, he wanted to walk up, but couldn't move.

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

A group of people came downstairs, and there was no such person as Kondo Masahiko in their eyes, but there were still many artists in the hall, all of whom stayed here waiting to see the joke.

Tauren ecstasy!

Everyone gives way, let the big guys go first.

At the door, a lot of luxury cars drove over, and the bigwigs greeted each other at the door and said goodbye.

The big men got in the car and left, and finally it was Sean's turn.

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

"This..." Nakamori Akina hesitated for a while, wanting to refuse, but didn't know how to speak, so he hesitated.

In the hall not far away, Kondo Mahiko saw his eyes were splitting, and his girlfriend was about to get into someone else's car!

Why not say no right away?

Why hesitate?

You are still excited!

Bitch, shameless!

Kondo Masahiko was full of anger, his expression twisted.

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

Sean also followed the trend and looked back, and the eyes of the surrounding bodyguards also moved.

So many people looked at him, especially Sean's sharp eyes, Kondo Masahiko only felt the pressure overwhelming.

Rush up and stop her!

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

Roaring inwardly, the expression on Kondo Masahiko's face instantly changed from a contortion to an embarrassed smile.

The brain dares, but the body does not.

Without getting feedback from Kondo Masahiko, Nakamori Akina didn't know how to refuse, and at Sean's request again, she had to get in the car.

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

This made Kondo Masahiko feel only humiliated, as if he heard someone laughing at him behind him.

Seeing that the car door was closed and the team was about to start, Kondo Masahiko's mind instantly had a picture...

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 with arms crossed.

Kondo Mahiko struggled and roared.

Where people are held, they can't get out at all.

Inside the car, Akina Nakamori could not hear a sound.

The convoy started, and just after driving out, Nakamori Akina leaned on the window and glanced back, just in time to see Kondo Masahiko being kicked 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 slammed, and he said his lines.

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

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

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

A look of anger flashed across Akina Nakamori's face, but he quickly suppressed it again. He bit his lip, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice, "Then you, then you..."

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

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

Nakamori Akina was frightened by Sean's straightforwardness and stared blankly at Sean. After reacting, he quickly turned his head and his face was red as if on fire.

Sean's eyes were too hot, and 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 Sean's eyes, she turned her head and said in a low voice, "Kondo-kun is just, just misunderstood."

"Is it true, I'll just try it and find out." Sean smiled indifferently.

The inside of the car became dignified for a while, and the relaxation during the meal 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 stroked Akina Nakamori's hair.

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

Nakamori, who had reacted, folded his arms around his chest, huddled in the corner of the car, looked at Sean with fear and anxiety, and shivered.

Some terrifying experiences I had heard from other artists came to my mind uncontrollably.

Arranged to accompany some big people...

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

Such, uh...

Nakamori Akina glanced at Sean again and blinked, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

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

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

That will only lead to the failure of picking up girls, and the women will immediately stay away from you.

Be sure to 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 picking you up too, and everyone is not rushing to get married.

This is just an 'accidental encounter', just an interesting 'experience' in life, a 'turbulence' in life, a 'memory' that can only be secretly recalled by myself.

It will not disturb normal life and cause no ill 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 so sure you're not planning to harm anyone?

Besides, integrity, honesty, and single-mindedness are all things that can be seen at a glance. What mystery is there, what is the desire to explore?

As soon as Sean showed such a wicked smile, Akina Nakamori was 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 that little bit of money from 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 woman?

No matter in terms of appearance or wealth, what kind of woman he wants can't get, not necessarily who is stronger...

Nakamori Akina was no longer afraid after she figured it out. She was just timid and a little cowardly, not stupid.

"Where are you taking me? I want to go home!" Nakamori Akina's courage slowly grew stronger.

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

The more this is the case, the less afraid Nakamori Akina is.

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

Party?

I advise you to stay out of your business!

Thinking about it, fans should think it's a benefit and start fighting, right?

When you were invited, did you not think about what would happen next?

Add WeChat afterwards?

As an adult, isn't it natural to take responsibility for what you do?

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

In the end, the development of the good situation was not controlled. In the end, more money was not received, the money was returned, and the sponsor went to prison...

Both loses!

Because a face on the fan itself is the embodiment of the distortion of the three views, the final result can only be said to be self-inflicted.

Closer to home...

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

Nakamori Akina got out of the car and found two white security guards standing at the entrance of the bar. The security guards were alert with guns on their shoulders. Passers-by consciously chose to avoid them when they walked nearby.

There was no one within ten meters around.

Entering the bar under the leadership of Sean, the bar is very large and the lights are a little dim, but it can still be found that there are no guests here.

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

Sean grabbed Nakamori Akina's hand, Nakamori gave up after struggling, and was taken to the front of the bar's stage.

There is a stand alone here, and a beautiful silver candlestick is placed on the table. There is a golden water bottle-shaped logo on the candlestick, and a red candle is inserted into the candlestick.

There was not a trace of smoke, but a faint pleasant fragrance wafted in the air.

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

The most expensive candle in the world.

"Sit down!" Sean gestured and sat down for himself. Akina Nakamori had no choice but to sit aside.

The deck is so big, the two of them are not far from each other.

As soon as it was done, someone brought drinks.

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

"Whatever you like to drink, choose one, it's my favorite drink on weekdays." Sean gestured with a smile.

Having said that, Sean gave a wicked smile, "I have added ingredients to half of the drinks here, if you are not careful, hehe, hehe."

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

After looking at 10 glasses of different styles of wine, you won't come for real this time, will you?

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

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

So, is it true or false?

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

For a long time, I couldn't make up my mind. Finally, I closed my eyes, waved my fingers back and forth, and finally made a blind point.

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

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

"Okay, now there are two cups here, one of which is filled with ingredients, you choose." Sean said again with a smile.

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

"This can't be done, you have to choose." Sean sat a little further, his head almost resting on Nakamori Akina's ear, Nakamori Akina subconsciously shrank his neck.

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

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

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

No, it's too exciting!

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

Sean smiled slowly and shook his head.

Nakamori Akina had no way to refuse, of course, mainly because her curiosity was aroused at this moment.

Very exciting, isn't it?

This sense of unknown constantly stimulates people's nerves, making Akina Nakamori's heart beat 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 speed up the heartbeat, which will stimulate the body to produce dopamine and serotonin. These two substances, one will make people **** and feel related, can convey excitement and happiness, and the other will make the human body feel happy. mood.

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

Men are not bad, and women do not love, there is enough scientific basis.

The reason is why discos, bars, dance halls and other places with exciting music are the easiest to find opportunities for one-night stands.

Just drinking, just listening to music, just... the mood is up.

At this moment, Akina Nakamori feels this way.

So, who is Kondo Masahiko?

Who will remember this time!

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

Sean understands this all too well.

Seemingly helpless, Nakamori Akina sat down, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose a glass of wine with one bite.

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

Sean pushed Nakamori's glass of wine in front of her and picked up another glass by himself.

"Come on, cheers!"

Nakamori Akina picked up the glass, touched Sean tremblingly, and took a sip.

At this time, she had forgotten that she had no intention of drinking.

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 make choices for her.

After a few sips of wine, along with the music, the atmosphere became a little bit hilarious.

...

On the other hand, after leaving the banquet scene in a dejected manner, Kondo Masahiko always felt that his chest was stuffed and he couldn't breathe. When he returned home, he immediately picked up the phone and called Nakamori Akina.

No one answered the phone, keep calling.

In Sean's car, the man in the driver's seat turned around to look, turned to get out of the car, and got back on the other side, just in time for the phone call.

It's not the boss's call, and I don't want to hang up directly.

Hearing the blind tone on the phone, Kondo Masahiko's whole body stiffened.

this, this, this...

Why didn't you answer at first, and then hung up?

Haven't heard it before?

But now I hear why don't you answer the phone?

If Akina Nakamori hangs up his phone, then the problem is a bit serious!

What is she doing now?

If it wasn't for the call that Akina Nakamori hung up...

The problem is even more serious!

Kondo Masahiko began to deceive himself... He kept talking in his heart, he must have hung up when he accidentally touched it, it must be.

Called again and was hung up again.

Kondo Mahiko's heart is cold! !

Hit again, hang up again...

After going back and forth twice, Kondo Masahiko's emotions were already on the verge of collapse, so he didn't give up and switched to Nakamori's home landline to call.

This time, no one really took it.

Kondo Mahiko finally collapsed, slammed the phone to the ground, roared, scolded, and kept stepping on it.

...

After carefully drinking a glass of wine, Nakamori Akina felt that she had nothing strange.

Taking a peek at Sean, that's fine too.

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

Never had this experience!

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

"How do you know I'm lying to you, in fact, the cup you drink is fortified, but you haven't felt it yet." Sean said mysteriously.

"Ah, what did you add?" Akina Nakamori blinked, flickering, not believing but willing to cooperate, 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 lightly tapped Akina Nakamori's nose.

"No way." Nakamori Akina lowered her head and smiled shyly, her face hot, "However, the wine is delicious, thank you Sean Sang."

"Of course, one of the best bartenders in the United States, my exclusive bartender, has always been by my side, and I brought the wine myself, all of the best quality wine." Sean said lightly, Be sure to inadvertently show your boredom and boredom.

Nakamori Akina shrank his 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.

The slightly dizzy Nakamori Akina had forgotten to go home, or ignored it on purpose.

I drank half of the second book~www.NovelMTL.com~ At Sean's request, Akina Nakamori stepped onto the stage, and Norris, who accompanied him, had already arranged for someone to prepare it.

Sean listened to the exclusive concert alone.

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

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

I only know that I got to the hotel, and then I don't remember anything...

...

...

Sure enough, everyone is good at and not good at. This kind of daily flirting is the biggest problem for me, but I am exhausted...

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