I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

Author: Call me Lao Zhao

Summary:

Summary:

When Nohara Hiroshi confirmed that he was actually Nohara Hiroshi who traveled through time, he vowed to change the way he lived!

Especially looking at this Japanese country that is similar to the parallel world of the 90s.

The bubble has not yet burst, and everything seems to be thriving and prosperous.

Hiroshi Nohara plans to become a movie star!

Chapter 1 Nohara Hiroshi

The wind in the early morning was a little noisy, perhaps because the violent storm last night had not yet dissipated, making Nohara Hiroshi, who had just woken up, feel a little noisy.

But when Nohara Hiroshi turned his head and looked at the girl lying in his arms, her fair and delicate little face, slightly wrinkled brows, the slight blush on her face that had not yet faded, and her slightly upturned lips that were swollen due to excessive demands, he revealed a faint smile.

Because Hiroshi Nohara knew very well that this was his girlfriend, his engaged fiancée, his future legal wife, and the mother of his unborn child.

Misae Oyama is from Kumamoto Prefecture.

"According to Japanese tradition, after we get married we should call her Nohara Misae, right?" The corners of Nohara Hiroshi's mouth curled up more and more.

I couldn't help but kiss her pink and rosy lips again.

"Ah, buy a disc~" Mei Ya, who was still asleep, had a hint of fear on her face. She couldn't help but pursed her pink lips and muttered in her sleep: "Guang Zhijun, I'm really tired now."

And while she was mumbling, her slender and curvy figure twisted gently a few times in Nohara Hiroshi's arms.

"Meizai, you annoying little devil." Nohara Hiroshi forced himself to endure it and reached out to pull his arm out from under Meizai's head.

I looked out the window at the sky which was already slightly brightening, stretched myself and started to get up.

It is now 6 o'clock in the morning.

According to the good biological clock that Hiroshi Nohara developed since college, even if he tossed and turned until one o'clock in the morning last night, got up at five o'clock in the morning and tossed and turned again, he still woke up at this time.

"Let's wash up first." Nohara Hiroshi rubbed his waist and got out of bed.

He glanced at the energetic young body still covered under the thin blanket, and the exposed white and slender long legs with some blue pinch marks, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Swish—"

Nohara Hiroshi took a quick shower and then wrapped himself in a towel to wipe himself clean.

"With his angular face and strong body with six-pack abs, why do I feel like he looks a bit like Takeshi Kaneshiro?" While wiping his hair with a towel, Hiroshi Nohara looked at himself in the mirror and was very satisfied.

But thinking of this, Nohara Hiroshi also felt a little sad.

It's a pity that although this world has neon, Tokyo, and various countries in the world, it looks almost the same as the previous life.

But be aware.

There is no Takeshi Kaneshiro in this world, nor any familiar characters from the previous life.

"Maybe this is a good thing. There's no need to break any taboos." Nohara Hiroshi wiped his body clean, then opened the bathroom door and walked out. He subconsciously turned his head to look out the floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment.

The sun had already risen by then.

The sunlight shines between the high-rise buildings, as if turning the countless glass curtain walls into a shimmering lake, reflecting the aspirations of countless young people who come to Tokyo, this international metropolis, to pursue their dreams.

This also includes Hiroshi Nohara, a young man from Omagari City, Akita Prefecture.

“Who wouldn’t yearn for a big city?”

Nohara Hiroshi looked at Misae's delicate, beautiful, collagen-filled face, which was still smiling sweetly in her sleep, and felt that his hard work had paid off.

At this time he was still full of fighting spirit.

I went to the kitchen, took out eggs and two boxes of vegetables I had bought last night from the refrigerator, and then took out sliced ​​bread and stuffed it into the bread machine.

Hiroshi Nohara started making breakfast.

With a beep, the machine began to bake the sliced ​​bread. Hiroshi Nohara skillfully began to wash the vegetables briefly, then took out a frying pan, sprinkled some olive oil, and began to stir-fry.

The eggs next to it are mixed with milk and cheese and made into scrambled eggs in a special small frying pan.

Wait until all of these are completed.

Coincidentally, there was a ding sound in the toaster, indicating that the sliced ​​bread was also baked.

"Wow! What a hearty breakfast!"

At this moment, the kitchen door was opened, and a faint fragrance wafted behind Nohara Hiroshi, pressing the surprisingly elastic and curvy body against his back. A cheerful voice filled with surprise also came to his ears: "Arugula! Nozawa greens! And cheese scrambled eggs! They are all my favorites!"

"Of course, this is a loving breakfast that can only be cooked with sincerity for my lovely, beautiful and lively Miya-chan~"

Nohara Hiroshi chuckled.

Then he turned around and hugged the petite and well-proportioned figure behind him in his arms, and kissed her tender pink lips with familiarity.

And this time, Nohara Hiroshi's tongue was extremely aggressive.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

With the sound of slurping, the tender and cute little face turned red, and even the earlobes were red as if they were dripping blood.

Her body leaned limply against Nohara Hiroshi's, and only by being held by him did she avoid collapsing to the ground.

Wait until everything is ready.

Only after Nohara Hiroshi was satisfied did he let go of Misae's slender waist.

Looking at the face that was almost suffocated by redness, and the whole person looked like a cute and confused little deer, he smiled and said, "It's time for breakfast."

The person who came was Xiaoshan Meisai who had just woken up.

"Nohara-kun, you are so bad." At this time, Misae bit her pink lips lightly, and looked at him with her big watery eyes, looking cute, stubborn and unyielding after being ravaged.

It almost made Nohara Hiroshi swallow his saliva, and he became restless again.

The reason why he likes Xiaoshan Meisai is that he can sense that this lovely girl has a special temperament that comes from her unwillingness to admit defeat and her little stubbornness.

There is a desire to conquer.

of course.

Now, Hiroshi Nohara is a conqueror who has completed the declaration of sovereignty.

"Come, bring the plates over." Nohara Hiroshi gently scratched the tip of Misae's white and tender nose with his hand and handed over two plates of stir-fried dishes with little oil.

Then he picked up the scrambled eggs and bread and went to the restaurant outside.

It is called a restaurant, but in fact it is just a place that does not take up much indoor space. A small double dining table is set up, and then it becomes a restaurant for two people.

"And milk." Nohara Hiroshi brought in a large can of milk from outside the door. It was a large glass bottle with a capacity of two liters, just enough for the two of them to drink for breakfast.

This is the fresh milk that the milkman delivered early in the morning.

"Nohara-kun, are you sure you don't want to accept Futaba Corporation's invitation to become an assistant to a senior manager?"

While eating, Meiya thought of something, so she raised her head and asked curiously.

Meiya is indeed curious.

After all, Futaba Corporation is a well-known trading company that operates a large supermarket complex and a chain brand supermarket with more than 40 stores in a prosperous area of ​​Tokyo.

For Hiroshi Nohara, a recent graduate from a not-so-good university, this is already a very good choice.

"Well, I don't want to go to Futaba Corporation." Nohara Hiroshi swallowed the bread in his mouth, chuckled and nodded: "I have my own plans."

As he said this he looked towards the corner.

Misae also raised her little face and looked over, a hint of suspicion on her delicate features: "Guozhi-kun, you don't really want to be a cartoonist, do you?"

Just in the corner not far away, there is a drawing board, and a lot of white paper and painting tools stacked in the corner.

Misae knew before that Hiroshi Nohara liked to paint and take some embarrassing photos and videos.

But now, on the major career issue in life.

Nohara Hiroshi, a college student majoring in economics, actually said that he wanted to be a cartoonist, which really shocked and made Misae unacceptable.

"Don't worry, I'm not a full-time cartoonist." Nohara Hiroshi certainly understood what Misae was thinking.

He wore a 'don't worry' smile, and even reached out to scratch the white, tender nose of Meiya, who was still as dazed as a bear, and said with a smile, "It's just a part-time job as a cartoonist. If I can make money, that's great. If not, it's just a small extension of my hobby."

"Oh oh." Mei Ya looked like she didn't understand but felt it was very impressive so she nodded in agreement.

But she reacted quickly.

Blinking her eyes, she licked the oil stains on the corners of her lips with her pink lips, and asked with some doubt: "So, where are you going to work?"

"Tokyo Broadcasting System." Hiroshi Nohara said.

"Tokyo Broadcasting System... Broadcasting Company!?"

Meiya widened her eyes in surprise. Now she looked more like a cute version of Slowpoke.

"Yes, the uncle of one of my classmates works as a producer at Tokyo Broadcasting System, so I asked him to introduce me to one."

Nohara Hiroshi said: "I plan to go for an interview today, and according to my inquiries, I confirmed that my classmate's uncle is preparing a horror animation project recently, so I prepared a trump card." As he said, he looked at the pile of white papers in the corner.

If you look closely, you can see that those white papers are actually comic drawings that have already been drawn and organized.

"Si...Si Guoyi." Although Misaya didn't understand what he said, she still felt that it was very powerful.

After all, since they met until now, she knows clearly that Hiroshi Nohara is a very powerful person!

Well, that’s awesome.

As she thought about it, Meiya lowered her head slightly, and a blush of embarrassment appeared on her little face.

"By the way, Misae." Nohara Hiroshi suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong, Hiroshi-kun?" Misae looked up in confusion.

"Don't go to that small Yamada Bussan Co., Ltd. that you said you wanted to work for last time," said Hiroshi Nohara.

"Huh?" Misae was stunned at this time, not understanding why Nohara Hiroshi said this.

She pursed her pink lips slightly, and said with a slightly aggrieved look on her face, "Guangzhi-kun, you are already 23 years old and a college graduate. You don't understand the pain of us high school graduates at all. Although the position at Oyamada Bussan Co., Ltd. is a shopping mall salesperson, it is also a good position."