I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 179 Doubt
"You're too much, I just have some merits that are not worth mentioning, thank you."

The other party is very face-saving, and Fujii will naturally not show it. Although he does not plan to be an artist during college, he is very busy on weekdays. If he becomes an artist again, he will probably repeat the mistakes of his predecessor Masato Sakai.

After accepting the business card, they sat down in front of the sofa in the luxurious office. Section Chief Shoya Nakajima put a cup of tea in front of each of them.

The high-quality green tea rose with a fragrance, and the smoke filled the air, and a negotiation began.

"Football, baseball, kendo. I heard that Fujii-kun is practicing opera again recently. Do you have any plans to make your debut? We, Aihui, are not only a record company, but also a professional artist club. Our sincerity is very strong."

Takashi Araki expressed his thoughts directly. Everyone is a smart person, and some intentions cannot be concealed.

"At least during college, I didn't have the energy to be an artist. If I have this idea after graduation, I will give priority to Ai Hui."

Picking up the green tea, Fujii blew off the foam on the surface, and took a sip.

His idea is to prostitute Ai Hui's record resources for free, and write a few good songs for the light music band, which can not only make money, but also give Shiyu a career, so that he will not become a complete nit like Uncle Tianhai.

After graduating from university, he probably won't make his debut. By then, he should have earned enough money. With the freedom of wealth, he doesn't need to work hard, and it's enough to clear the troublesome monsters occasionally to subsidize the family.

"Is that so? Prioritize Ai Hui, that's okay. However, if you change your mind midway, you are welcome to inform us at any time."

Ryuji Araki didn't expect Fujii to be so salty. Logically speaking, Fujii, who already has tens of thousands of die-hard fans, made his debut after the National Kendo Competition, and he can make a lot of money in just a few youth love idol dramas. Now, he can resist doing this, he thinks that Fujii is the kind of person who has a detailed plan for life stages, he will not change his mind easily, and he will not force it now.

"Let's talk about the current single CD first. For ordinary rookie bands, it is very important for the industry to print 25 copies to test the waters. Although Fujii-kun insists on not revealing your identity, we, Ai Hui, plan to produce five CDs in the first batch. [-] copies will be released before Christmas on the [-]th of this month."

After thinking for a while, Takashi Araki talked about the ultramarine single. The cost of printing [-] single CDs is not low, but the quality of ultramarine and the popularity of the Internet are not bad, so it should not be a loss.

"Thank you for your attention. When I have a new song in the future, I will definitely find Ai Hui first."

Others are so strong, Fujii Shu also expressed his opinion on the spot. It is only the first ten days of December 2014, and there are still many songs to copy. At least two or three albums are no problem.

"Then, happy cooperation."

Takashi Araki stretched out his hand, and the two clenched tightly, one with a smile on his face and the other with a business smile.
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On Monday, early in the morning, Ichikawa Rikichi’s rented apartment in Shinjuku District was half a kilometer away from Fujii’s residence.

A pair of white and tender straight and round long legs protruded from the bed, combed the black long straight snake hair style of Ji, got up from the bed, unwrapped the new black pantyhose, rolled them up and put them on the toes.

The elastic pantyhose moves up inch by inch, covering the white skin. Unlike ordinary human women, her body has no blemishes, does not require careful maintenance, and will not age.

After putting on the pantyhose, Snake Riko put on the close-fitting woolen sweater. The hills on the chest are so high that some jealous women always doubt its naturalness. After all, the possibility of being big and straight in reality is still extremely high. The low one, with a net height of 1.7 meters, Shekuli Riko has a bust of nearly [-] centimeters, which can be said to be broad-minded.

She doesn't need extra makeup, she simply puts on bright lipstick, washes up and puts on a long windbreaker before going out, and arrives at the convenience store on time before [-]:[-] in the morning to replace her colleagues on the night shift.

In the women's dressing room of the convenience store, she took off her windbreaker and put on the long-sleeved uniform of the clerk. Naomi Hayata, who was changing her uniform next to her, couldn't help but look at her more. I don't know how she has a slim figure and a huge bust at the same time, there is a fundamental contradiction between the two.

"Good morning, Manager Matsumoto."

Putting on the clerk uniform, Shekuru Riko went out and greeted Matsumoto, the store manager behind the cash register.

"Good morning, Riko-chan, it's a happy new day."

Store manager Matsumoto has been completely obsessed with the personal charm of Snake Riko, and responded with a foolish smile, his IQ plummeting.

"Welcome, guest."

The door of the convenience store sensed the arrival of a customer and opened automatically. Snake Riko stared at Fujii who entered the door, smiling sweetly. She was not in a hurry to start. She had plenty of time to establish a relationship, and just temporarily let him familiarize herself with her existence.

Fujii just nodded and responded politely. Although he can't see anything unusual about this woman, Riko Snake, she always feels that something is wrong. Just imagine how a human being who can be as good as him can still feel at ease as an ordinary convenience store employee. Think about it I think it's incredible.

He came to the convenience store to buy breakfast, picked out a bottle of juice and five pieces of toast, and walked to the cashier to check out.

"450 yen, thank you for your patronage."

After the store manager Matsumoto received the money, he stopped chatting with Fujii tree as before, and stared blankly at Snake Riko, who was tending the shelves, as obsessed as if he had been poisoned.

"Hey, wake up."

Fujii tree kindly stretched out his hand in front of Matsumoto's shop manager. Snake Riko saw that she had the gorgeous appearance of a witch, and he was afraid that Matsumoto's shop manager would be cheated out of money and life.

"Why? Don't bother me admiring the beautiful Ms. Riko. This is the only fun left in my life."

Store manager Matsumoto was very angry, not everyone is like Fujii Suzuki, it would be nice if he can satisfy his eye addiction on weekdays, if this kind of fun is not allowed, what is the meaning of life?
Has it all come to this point?

Fujii was thoughtful, and stopped talking now, it seems that it is necessary to check this Miss Snake Riko.

In any case, the class that should be taken is still unavoidable. Although the East Asian history class at nine o'clock in the morning is not compulsory, it still has a few credits. He missed a lot of classes for the National Kendo Competition, so he should make up for it , otherwise what if I accidentally become a grade-repeating immortal?
The term "repeater sage" was not created by Fujii. If you have a little understanding of some students at Waseda University, you will be surprised that there are many students who have stayed in the school for seven or eight years. Their daily activities are in the nearby Takadanobaba Street. There is a row of low-cost izakayas, and every morning you can see college students who are drinking unconscious on the street.

Therefore, due to the characteristics of the island country that loves to be called immortals in everything, these ignorant people are all called repeating immortals. Thinking about turtle immortals, you will know that it is not a good word.

Of course, Waseda University's Department of Political Science and Law and Business Administration are among the top in East Asia, and Fujii's Department of Literature is also close behind. Having produced famous writers such as Edogawa Ranpo and Murakami Haruki, there is still some gold.

As for other departments, judging from their ability to produce a large number of repeating immortals, they understand everything.

"The Battle of Bicheguan in the Battle of Wenlu-Qingchang ended with more than [-] casualties of the Ming army and [-] casualties of the Toyotomi army. It curbed Li Rusong's offensive momentum and was a victory for the Toyotomi army after the Battle of Pyongyang. .”

The professor of history on the podium narrated the lesson according to the script, and Fujii Shu frowned and raised his hand when he heard it.

"Student, do you have any questions?"

The professor of history pushed down his glasses, and said slowly, the students who were about to fall asleep in the classroom had regained their spirits, and they all looked at Fujii tree.

"Teacher, according to the records of the "Records of Xuanzu" in North Korea, the number of soldiers of the Ming army in this battle will be no more than [-]. Li Rusong is not a master of the dead, and he can repeatedly save the heads of his subordinates."

Fujii Shu was an undergraduate student in the Department of History in his previous life, and he usually tolerated it. This involves his previous major, so he can't just sit idly by.

"On the whole, it is reasonable for the Ming army to lose more than [-] people and to be wounded by [-] or [-] people. Toyotomi's army should have between [-] and [-] casualties, and it was an ambush in advance, with [-] troops attacking [-] Ming troops. And Tachibana Muneshige and other domestic first-class military generals have this result."

What Fujii said was polite enough. Toyotomi’s army casualties were set very flexibly. Ideally, I think it’s [-] for [-]. Seriously, there are at least [-] casualties.

"You... you, you nonsense."

The history professor was trembling with anger. How could he suffer such a big loss in a battle where the majestic Xiguo Musou Tachibana Tachibana participated.

(End of this chapter)