Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Kitahara Takashi cut off a piece of hamburger steak: "Well, after all, you have more work experience than me~"

In terms of connections, there is no doubt that Kitahara Takashi has more connections.

But it's fine if he uses his connections on himself, but if he uses them on Furumi Shoko, he'd be courting death.

After thinking about it, he thought of two people who could help him.

One is Kitagawa Umi, and the other is Ichinose Chizuru.

Chizuru Ichinose bit her juice straw and tilted her head: "But why should I help you?"

"As the master who induced me to rent myself out to make money, aren't you going to take responsibility for me?"

"Even without me, you would find another woman."

"I don't care. Anyway, judging by the outcome, you're the one who ruined me. And didn't I treat you to dinner?"

Kitahara Takashi started to act unreasonable.

"A family restaurant is just a way to get rid of me? At least it should start as a Michelin restaurant."

"Huh? Are there really idiots who would eat at a restaurant chosen by a tire seller?"

Kitahara Takashi also went there several times.

The plate is large, the amount should be small, and a piece of grass should be placed in the empty space.

Spread some sauce and some crumbs on it, and I will sell it to you for 88,000.

This is a Michelin restaurant.

If he goes to that kind of restaurant, Takashi Kitahara would rather eat braised chicken.

"You curse again!"

Chizuru Ichinose raised her leg and gave Kitahara Tsuyoshi Jio.

But Kitahara Takashi had already predicted her prediction. He opened his legs and then clamped them together, tightly holding her legs wrapped in black stockings.

Her right leg was clamped tightly, and Chizuru Ichinose's fair face turned slightly red as she glared at him hatefully.

'Spread out.'

Kitahara Takashi clamped her legs tightly and said with a smile: "Mizuhara-senpai, you don't want your grandmother to know that you're a girlfriend for rent, right?"

168

Chapter 168 Good evening, Doma-san.

On the third floor of a classroom in a closed school in Tokyo, Komi Shoko stood with her legs slightly apart, her head tilted to the right, as if looking into the distance.

Her profile, like a masterpiece of sculpture by nature, had a cold expression.

Click, click!

The lens flashes continuously.

"Excellent! Komi-san, please sit on your chair in the classroom and put your hand on your chin."

The photographer popped up from behind the camera.

Komi Shoko walked towards the table and chairs with her hands and feet clumsily, like a slow-motion shot, and looked back from time to time to check if Kitahara Takashi was still there.

At the back door of the classroom, Chizuru Ichinose put her hands behind her back and turned her head to look at Kitahara Takashi: "How is it? Is she satisfied with the job I introduced to her?"

Chizuru Ichinose introduced Furumi Shoko to a magazine modeling job.

In fact, given the communication disorder of Komi Shoko, there is basically no job suitable for her.

Fortunately, Furumi Shoko has the trump card of beauty.

Sometimes being good-looking means you can do whatever you want.

Even without saying anything and just standing there, Komi Shoko could easily become a magazine model.

Beiyuan Zun leaned against the door frame and said, "Sister Qianhe, thank you. I owe you a favor this time."

"Are you free after the shoot is over?"

"Wait, are you going to confess to me? I'm sorry, even though you helped me and I had a crush on you for a moment, but after calming down and thinking about it carefully, I can't do it! So I'm sorry."

Ichinose Chizuru ignored Kitahara Takashi and continued, "I recently visited my grandmother, and she kept asking about my personal emotional state, intentionally or unintentionally. She also said that she met a fellow patient in the hospital and planned to introduce her grandson to me."

Kitahara Takashi immediately understood what she meant: "So, you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?"

"Ah."

"Sister, I'm only in the first year of high school. I'm only sixteen years old now. I'm just a minor! How dare you do that?"

Kitahara Tsutomu protected his chest with his hands and looked warily at the old woman who was three years older than him.

He felt that Chizuru Ichinose was really hungry.

Just like some guys who have been single for a long time, they start to target people around them. Not to mention girls, they even don't let Nan Liang go.

"Say one more word, and I'll expose all the shameful things you've been doing out there, don't you believe?"

Chizuru Ichinose had a smile on her face, but her eyes didn't show any smile at all.

"Sister Qianhe, our eldest brother shouldn't talk about the second brother, okay? Don't you do the same thing?"

If threatened by others, Kitahara Tsutomu might really be scared.

It was hilarious that Chizuru Ichinose threatened him, she wasn't afraid at all.

If you ask, she did it too.

If she dared to expose herself, he would dare to expose her.

The worst that can happen is we hurt each other!

"Just tell me whether you will help or not."

Chizuru Ichinose really had no way to deal with Kitahara Takashi.

"Sister Qianhe, you've begged me, how can I not help you?"

Kitahara Tsutomu chuckled.

Not to mention Chizuru Ichinose, even if his classmates asked him for help, he wouldn't mind helping them if he could.

Kitahara Takashi's principle in life and work is: be more attentive in normal times and don't be impatient when encountering problems.

Sometimes when you help others, you are also helping yourself.

Because he knows that a person's life cannot always be smooth sailing, and there will always be some bumps and difficulties.

Your unintentional kindness will help you.

It’s easier to get things done if you have good relationships with people. That’s the truth.

I just said that just to be funny.

"Humph!"

Ichinose Chizuru hummed with satisfaction through her nose.

It was getting dark.

The filming went smoothly without any accidents.

Although the amateur model Komi Shoko is not very good at posing and her movements are not standard, she is beautiful and has an outstanding temperament. Any photo of her is enough to become a mobile phone wallpaper.

When taking a photo of her, you don’t even need to do any post-production editing. You can just print the raw photo and make some minor adjustments to the background.

"Gu Jian-san, thank you for your hard work."

"I'll try to get you on the cover of a magazine."

"Gu Jian-san, this is my business card. I look forward to our next cooperation."

"Sister Gu Jian, can we take a photo together?"

After the photoshoot, Komi Shoko was surrounded by the staff like a group pet. Some handed her business cards, some asked for photos, and some added her contact information.

Probably because it was the first time she met such an enthusiastic group of people, Komi Shoko had a confused expression on her face. She stood there at a loss, not moving, not knowing what to do first. She looked at Kitahara Takashi as if asking for help.

Kitahara Takashi noticed her gaze and slowly smiled.

Komi Nozomi's eyes twinkled. If she had a tail behind her, it would probably be swinging from side to side happily at this moment.

Just when Komi Shoko thought that Kitahara Takashi would help her, she saw Kitahara Takashi as if he didn't see anything. He turned his head again and said something to Ichinose Chizuru, with no intention of paying any attention to her.

"Why is this happening?"

There was a hint of grievance on Kojima Nozomi's face.

It is unreasonable for a friend to throw a socially anxious person into a place full of people and then leave him alone.

'I'm not going to bother with him today.'

Komi Nozomi turned her head angrily and thought.

*

When we came out of the shooting location, it was already completely dark.

The sun quietly hid below the horizon, leaving behind a gradually spreading twilight.

The sky began to change from azure to deep sapphire blue.

Because we are in the big city of Tokyo, we can't see many stars.

The shooting location is quite far from where Komi Shoko lives, and Kitahara Takashi was worried about letting the girl go back alone late at night, so he accompanied her.

Komi Nozomi was angry that Kitahara Takashi didn't help her, and neither of them said a word along the way.

After sending Komi Shoko all the way to her doorstep, Kitahara Takashi finally spoke: "Let's go."

After saying hello, Kitahara Tsuyoshi was about to leave.

But before he could take a step out, he was pulled back by Furumi Nozomi.

Kitahara Takashi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Komi Glass held up the words she had typed long ago: [You were on the set just now, why didn't you care about me? ]

"Why should I help you?"

Kitahara Takashi asked back.

Komi Shoko Rin opened her lips, then closed them again without saying the last word.

“If your wish is to make a hundred friends, then you must overcome the problem of not being able to communicate with people yourself, rather than putting your expectations on others and expecting them to help you.”

Kitahara Takashi leaned against the wall lazily.

"Always pinning your hopes on others means leaving disappointment to yourself. Your life will become passive."

When a person is overly dependent on others, he will not be able to grow, and in the long run he will not have a good future.

This is how giant babies come about.

Kitahara Takashi has such a friend.

When encountering a problem, the first thing that comes to mind is not to try to solve it by yourself, but to ask others for help.

It's okay if it happens once or twice, but if it happens too many times, no one wants to pay attention to him.

"Little girl, let me tell you another truth."

Kitahara Takashi reached out and pinched Komi Nozomi's fair and delicate face: "Don't have too high expectations of anyone. No one will always be by your side. You have to learn to grow up. Do you understand?"

Komi Nozomi stared with her innocent eyes, seeming to understand but not really, and was adorably naive.

"Little fool!"

Beiyuan Zun rubbed her hair, waved his hand, and motioned her to go in.

Komi Nozomi took a step and looked back.

Take a step and look back.

It was only about ten steps, but it took her a full minute to get home.

Before closing the door, her eyes were fixed on Kitahara Tsuyoshi.