People in Tokyo, the world is clear

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Oops! The door doesn't seem to be locked!

Subconsciously, the reaction became intense in an instant.

However, the attempt to break free was unsuccessful - the man in front of her still had his hands tightly wrapped around her waist.

what's the situation?

Are you slow? Can't react?

In an instant, my heart was in my throat.

But at the same time, there was a strange stimulating feeling piercing her heart, causing her legs to subconsciously tighten, almost wrapping around one of his legs.

Then, at the critical juncture of extreme fear and wonderful excitement, a calm and almost steady voice was finally heard:

"please wait for a moment."

His tone was normal, as if he was speaking with his hands in his pockets instead of pushing her against the wall.

As if not caring about the door that was about to be opened.

However, the effect was unexpectedly good, causing the person outside the door to subconsciously speak in a friendly tone.

"Oh! Okay! Mr. Itsuki, you..."

"She's still a little nervous, so let's talk for a while. It won't delay us, right, Aoyama?"

Under Qingshan Xiazhi's gaze, after turning his head and saying this to the person outside the door, the young man turned around and stared at him with a smile in his eyes.

The hand that pinched the chin gently lifted it up.

Almost subconsciously—

"Yes, yes. I'm a little afraid to see people..."

During the summer solstice in Qingshan, he inexplicably chose to obey the command.

She spoke up and joined in his statement.

To be an accomplice to a tiger...

Instead, push it away quickly.

Chapter 122: I'm the male lead?

It’s crazy—

In fact, the door to the room wasn't even locked.

If the person outside was a little bolder, or more careless, and didn't knock or ask, but just turned the handle and came in...

Isn’t it all over?

A rising star, a single singer, stood against a wall, her face flushed, her eyes darting and her breathing unsteadily. In front of her, her manager and fellow members of her music group were hugging her tightly...

How exciting gossip is this?

Even if it doesn't make it into tabloids or something like that, it will at least spread widely within this advertising agency!

Then, it will slowly spread throughout the industry like ink dropped into water.

Even in future business activities, people might look at me differently...

And this wasn't the scariest part. After all, the singer named Aoyama Natsuki was single, so if she had some relationships that she tried to hide, it wasn't a big deal.

Even if there are some strange looks, I can still bear it.

But if this slowly fermenting scandal were to reach the ears of another good friend of hers one day—

"...no."

When Qingshan Xiazhi thought of the scene that would cause the important people in his heart to fall into conflict, he suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body.

He raised a hand that was originally on the shoulder of the person in front of him, grabbed the wrist that was stretched out to pinch his chin, and moved it away.

At the same time, the other hand that was still supporting exerted force.

"?!"

What's strange is that there weren't any serious obstacles during this period.

He had just been perched on top, but when he suddenly felt some determined resistance, he quickly took two steps back like a gentleman who understood human nature and respect the most.

Even when he released the hand around his waist, he considerately kept it raised horizontally, helping to stabilize his body which was completely exhausted from the previous scene and action.

So, Qingshan Xiazhi was able to gracefully avoid slipping on the ground, but leaned forward slightly, and with the help of someone who had just made her dazed, she stood firm, half leaning on him.

Then, with a few light gasps, a mixture of relief and loss suddenly hit him—

Of course, my first feeling was gratitude. Luckily, nothing bad happened... Although I almost fell for it at first, I firmly refused in the end!

So much willpower! That’s great!

But when the whole process just now kept repeating in my mind, my heart felt empty.

Especially after losing that hug that made my heart beat faster and my whole body feel hot, I suddenly felt a strange resentment towards someone I didn't know who to direct.

Why did that guy retreat so quickly just now? I only made a slight movement... although... it was a little too fast!

Didn't you praise yourself for being attractive? How...

Also, judging by his behavior, it seems that whenever he's about to have a tantrum, he'll quickly stop...

So, can we conclude from this that if I had shown my attitude from the beginning, he wouldn't have been so presumptuous?

In other words, the reason why Kobayashi was so bold and radical at the beginning was also related to my non-resistance?

At least, he noticed the look of someone who was reluctant to accept...

His eyes seemed so scorching at that time. Perhaps there really is genuine joy...

Messy associations continued to spread, countless thoughts appeared and overlapped chaotically, almost causing my thinking to shut down for a moment.

Ms. Aoyama suddenly seemed to be torn between her own charm, sometimes believing it existed, sometimes not.

The entire mental journey is faithfully reflected in the actions——

She glanced over secretly, her expression a mixture of smug joy and a little loneliness. She lowered her head and tapped her clothes before quickly looking away.

All at once, he revealed all his little thoughts.

I have to say that, to some extent, the thoughts of this twenty-something woman are as easy to guess as those of a teenage girl.

Just like she changed her clothes and instantly turned into a seventeen-year-old appearance.

Thinking of this, I was delighted by the cuteness and my mood became even happier.

He took her to sit on a bench inside the house and considerately gave her some time to sort herself out.

It seemed that the farce just now had come to an end - but compared to Teacher Lin who remained calm on the surface, Miss Qingshan was obviously a little uneasy.

I glanced over quietly several times, looking for her profile.

If there is no eye contact, I will feel a little entangled and disappointed and wrung my hands on my legs, and involuntarily and greedily increase the time I look at them.

If she turned her head to look back at her, the older girl's expression was completely different. She looked as if she had been caught, her whole body stiff and nervous as she looked away.

Wearing the school uniform, she looks like a high school girl returning to her student days.

After a while, he finally mustered up some courage and stammered, lowering his head:

"Xiao Lin..."

"Ah."

"Thank you for trying to comfort me, but...what you did just now was really not nice."

Ms. Aoyama gently waved her hands, adding a persuasive gesture to her speech.

But I opened my eyes wide for the next sentence someone said:

"It's not a consolation. I really couldn't control myself just now. After all, Qingshan looks so cute in this outfit."

"!"

A completely uncontrollable smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he immediately came to his senses.

The cute singer shook her head suddenly, making a noise that was not worthy of boasting:

"I told you not to comfort me anymore! I..."

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, a faint, mosquito-like voice, both nervous and expectant, filled in the unfinished content:

"Is it really that cute?"

"Yes. At least for me, this feeling is unparalleled."

"."

The girl raised her hand and suddenly covered her mouth, trying her best to swallow back the almost uncontrollable sounds of shame and joy.

"That's just your opinion, Xiaolin..."

A slight cough:

"But, I, I get it. I'll put aside my pride and wear it."

"Great."

"But!" Qingshan Xiazhi suddenly raised his voice, "Doing what you just did is wrong! It really will be very troublesome."

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to express my feelings so badly."

"...This time, considering your good intentions, I'll let it go for now. I didn't say I forgive you! I'll keep it in my little notebook!"

"Thank you so much."

Faced with Ms. Qingshan's initiative to make amends for each other, of course I would say "hmm" and "ah" to everything.

Then, they both tacitly tried their best to calm down, and before the ten-minute deadline, they went out together to find the advertising crew that was about to leave, and set off to the location for the outdoor shooting.

The location was chosen near a local high school with a good environment at the school gate. We waited for a sunny day and started preparing for the short film shooting in full swing.

The soda being promoted is a light luxury style soda that comes in many flavors, some of which even incorporate the trendy sugar-free concept.

The target market is the youth group, which has only been paid attention to in recent years.

In economically developed times, you can find that children have a lot of money in their hands - not only pocket money given by their families, but also savings accumulated from odd jobs during holidays or weekends.

Their ability to earn gold coins and their consumption needs are no less than those of adults, and may even exceed them.

After all, adults at least have the need to save money, build a career and support their families, while most children in ivory towers believe that life has not yet entered its prime, so they should spend money and enjoy life.

Being highly integrated with campus life, consumables such as snacks and drinks are extremely popular - the amount of garbage produced is so great that even the on-campus garbage incinerator can run with smoke all day long and still not be able to handle it all.

In this case, the marketing strategy of the new soda is very clear.

Not only are the packaging beautiful and the price relatively high to appeal to students' competitive spirit, but they also deliberately add high-end concepts such as sugar-free, rich in vitamins, and energy supplementation.

Even the commercials shot are closely tied to the theme of youthful vitality, and even deliberately express some youthful love elements in a subtle way.

This can be seen from the design of the short film director - almost all the people appearing in the film are young people, and the background is also a campus.

The core part of the shot focuses on the female singer who is wearing a school uniform and seems to have returned to her youth.

The background music is the advertising song of her band Blue Coconut:

[I want you to look back,]

[I want you to realize me,]

[Spray perfume on this,]

[But I am just choking...]

[I really want you,]

[I want to be your other half.]

["Tomorrow, for sure." Tell yourself this,]