Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 73 Xiaolin, I Don’t Want to Be a Yakuza Anymore

Gu Ming didn't know where Nijima Tatsumi had gone, but the young Yakuza left behind by Nijima Tatsumi were of great use.

Normally, these Yakuza, the lowest-ranking people, hang out together. Of course, they don't get paid, they fight a lot, and they get beaten up, but they have no social status at all.

Wherever he goes, he has a look that makes people feel scared and disgusted.

This is also the original meaning of Yakuza.

That is, the worst card in Hanafuda.

A complete bunch of rotten people!
But because they can be with people of the same age, they can completely accept the situation of having no food to eat and having to eat a bowl of ramen with ten people out of their pockets.

Anyway, those who can hang out with Yakuza are all locals from Tokyo, and they are all Kyoto masters. Even if their families are not wealthy, at least they have enough food to eat.

The main reason is lack of recognition!
But now, everything seems to have changed a little bit.

Kobayashi is seventeen years old. His family is from Tokyo. In addition to his parents, he has a younger brother who is a good student and is obedient.

Unlike him, he wrote a letter using only pseudonyms, without a single Chinese character. He could even write "Sakula" as "Sakula". He is basically illiterate.

My mother is a full-time housewife and my father works in a local company and has a decent job.

But this has nothing to do with him. Kobayashi didn't even finish junior high school before he ran away to join the Yakuza.

"I am back!"

After returning home and changing his shoes, Xiaolin called out as usual.

But of course no one paid any attention to him, and the whole family continued to eat dinner.

Only his mother nodded slightly towards him, as a welcome to his return.

My father didn't even glance at it and was concentrating on watching TV.

Kobayashi didn't care. He took off his coat and sat down at the table. He waited for his mother to serve him a bowl of rice and then began to eat it slowly with miso soup.

Seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, my younger brother clamored to watch Ultraman, and my father agreed without hesitation.

"Study hard after reading this." The father glanced at Xiaolin and added, "Don't be like your brother! Sooner or later, you'll piss off your parents to death!"

Xiao Lin curled his lips, too lazy to pay attention, poured himself another bowl of rice and continued eating.

It was a busy day today, but he was exhausted.

As the sound of the turntable sounded, this episode of Ultraman began to be broadcast, and the nine-year-old brother was watching the drama intently.

Xiao Lin suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks and watched TV.

Having said that... because he looks pretty decent, Brother Gu Gu said he put a call out for him and there will be shots of him. I don't know if that's true or not.

The plot had progressed to the middle of the story when suddenly, Kobayashi opened his eyes wide.

The passerby who was talking to Hayata Shin was indeed him.

He sat on the fuel tank, one hand on his beloved motorcycle, looking completely like a natural actor.

This is Hayata Susumu asking for directions, and he casually points out the direction the aliens are escaping.

My brother pointed at the passerby who flashed by.

"Look, it's my brother!"

My father lowered his head to read the newspaper, responding to the questions in a disjointed manner.

"Yeah, it's my brother."

The camera flickered and the figure appeared again.

The younger brother quickly shook his father's leg: "Look, Dad, it's really my brother!"

"Okay, okay, let me see, where is my brother?"

The father looked up at the alien, then looked back at Xiaolin.

"Ah... okay, if you like an alien as your brother, then he is your brother." Xiao Lin has become like this, and there is no difference between him and an alien.

The younger brother suddenly felt a little aggrieved: "There really is a brother!"

But the camera has moved away, and there is no shot of Kobayashi.

Until the end of the episode, the younger brother was still muttering: "There really is a brother."

Naturally, my parents didn't believe it. They cleaned up the table early and went back to their room.

The younger brother looked up at Xiaolin with some anticipation.

"Is that my brother?"

Xiaolin smiled and raised his hand to touch his brother's head.

"Of course that's my brother."

He thought about it, then reached into his pocket and took out a handful of loose bills and a few Salia coupons.

"Shh...don't tell Mom and Dad, use the coupons this weekend and take your friends to Saizeriya for cheap and delicious Western food!"

The younger brother looked at the handful of Japanese yen, looked at the coupon, and then looked at Kobayashi, his eyes full of admiration.

Bro, you’re awesome!!

You can invite your friends to eat Western food and take out coupons at will, which will make you look very proud in front of your classmates.

Although the coupons were for snacks like French fries, they were just elementary school students and couldn't finish anything anyway.

So, my brother is really awesome!

Xiaolin only told this matter to his younger brother. He originally wanted to tell his parents, but his parents didn't believe it, so it didn't matter.

Anyway, Xiaolin is not living just to gain their approval.

Xiao Lin didn't go to fight these days. On the one hand, he worked part-time at Wangu Film Studio, and on the other hand, he went to Saizeriya Restaurant. It was Gu Ming who introduced him to the restaurant.

Because the Saizeriya store in the port area is the first to open, it is inevitable that there is a shortage of staff, so it would be best to have someone to help.

Normally, it is difficult for Yakuza to find part-time jobs. Although part-time jobs do not strictly check the three generations of ancestors, no store would be willing to hire a group with a bad reputation like the Yakuza.

Thinking back to when Gu Ming had interceded for them, and how he had repeatedly assured the manager of the Hong Kong branch, "Although they were Yakuza before, they have learned well now. Just give them a chance and let them try. If they do anything wrong, I will bear any losses."

On his first day of work, Xiaolin ruined a pot of French fries, and Gu Mingzhen really helped him pay for the fries.

Later, everyone shared the pot of awful, burnt French fries.

Although no one blamed him, from that day on, Xiaolin secretly vowed that he would never blow up anything again.

Even though it's been less than a week, he's already pretty good at frying French fries.

"Brother..." Xiao Lin pursed his lips: "I, your brother, have really met a good brother this time!"

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Later one day, while attending a dinner at the Wangu family, Narita Toru asked Gu Ming.

"You know they're all Yakuza, right? The kind of Yakuza who can do nothing but race cars, drink, and fight. Even so, you're still willing to vouch for them. Aren't you afraid that one day they'll get you in trouble?"

Gu Ming then asked Cheng Tianheng, "Mr. Cheng Tian also guaranteed me, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble because of my affairs?"

Of course, Narita Toru couldn't help laughing.

"That's different. The moment I saw you, I knew you weren't a bad person. Otherwise, no one would want to perform like that, working so hard. You know, no one knows who you are, and you're performing so hard and getting nothing but applause. Even so, you still work so hard, so I knew you weren't a bad person."

Gu Ming shrugged and responded to Narita Heng's words.

"It's the same. As soon as I saw their faces, I knew that if someone was willing to help them, they wouldn't always be bad people."

(End of this chapter)