Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 127 Tokyo Beauty
  On the night of Tang De's third day on the set, just when Quentin was about to ask him to go out for dinner, he suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello?" The phone number was unfamiliar, but Tang De's expression was a little playful.

"Hi, good evening, Mr. Tang De, I am Kyoko Fukada." A sweet and respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by a slight horn sound. It sounded like he was on the way in the car.

"Oh, it's Miss Fukada, are you okay?" Tang De winked at Quentin, who immediately made an expression that every man would understand, and tapped Tang De's chest with his hand.

"Hi, that's it. Are you free now? I have something I want to ask you about?"

"The crew hasn't finished filming yet, but I'll be free after it's over." Tang De lied with his eyes open, and the curious Quentin leaned over to listen to him with a subtle expression.

"It doesn't matter, just continue filming. How about I come over to you later?" Kyoko Fukada kept saying honorifics, which made people feel comfortable.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you on the set."

"Hi Yi! No problem, I'll be there later! Thank you!"

"It's ok."

Tang De hung up the phone and shrugged with pretense of regret: "It seems that I can't have dinner with you today."

"Don! I knew that girl's eyes were glued to you when she served you food!" Quentin joked.

"She just came to ask for some advice. Don't misunderstand me!" Tang De raised his hands in front of his chest and spread them out, making an innocent expression.

"Come on!" Quentin crossed his fingers with both hands at the same time, which in America means good luck: "Enjoy yourself tonight, Don. Asian women are very gentle!"

After Quentin finished speaking, he turned and left. Donde raised an eyebrow and considered the meaning of his words.

Are Asian women gentle? It seems that this guy has not been honest since he came to Tokyo.

In the evening, when Kyoko Fukada walked to the door of Gonpachi Tavern, she knocked carefully.

"Is anyone here?"

"Squeak..." After a few seconds, Tang De opened the door.

"Good evening! Mr. Tang De!" After seeing him, Kyoko Fukada immediately put a big smile on her face and bowed.

Today she wore a beige sweater with a shirt on her upper body, and a pleated skirt on her lower body with flesh-colored stockings and beige leather boots. Her makeup was fresh, and her neck-length hair hung down to one side. She looked very gentle and pleasant.

"Good evening, come in."

Tang De took Fukada Kyoko into the filming set. Fukada Kyoko excitedly put a hand beside her mouth and kept making ooh-ah sounds after seeing the scenery.

"Wow, such a beautiful scene is worthy of a movie, it's incredible!"

"Hey, are these props? Are these eaves really just props? Oh my god, I thought it was the original scene in the tavern, Si Guoyi!"

"What is this? Wia? Is it the one flying around in the movie? It's surprisingly inconspicuous. It's amazing, but does Mr. Tang De deal with these every day?"

"Eh? Really? Mr. Tang De is actually the assistant director in charge of the entire crew. I feel like I'm going to stop breathing. You are really amazing."

It has to be said that Fukada Kyoko's ability to praise people is first-rate. Every time she can marvel at those common little things and praise Tang De.

Perhaps this is also one of the characteristics of Neon Man. Such scenes often appear in Japanese dramas. Although Tang De has seen it before, he has never experienced such fierce praise personally.

After all, he was not American in his previous life.

After taking Fukada Kyoko through the scene, Tang De returned to the original topic with her.

"What do you want to ask me about?"

Fukada Kyoko turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang De, how about we go to dinner together? I know there is a shop that has very good wine. I see that you like drinking sake very much."

"Okay." Tang De raised the corners of his lips: "You lead the way."

Thirty minutes later, the two people who got out of the taxi entered a very remote shop.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the large counter of a very Japanese ramen shop. Inside the counter, the boss is busy taking orders. There is a small window next to it, through which you can see a large kitchen.

In front of the counter, there were several people sitting at small tables eating Japanese food, with a TV and a menu hanging on the wall behind them.

"Good evening, boss." Kyoko Fukada greeted the boss familiarly, and then said, "Is there a private room?"

"Yes!" The boss nodded and handed a key to Fukada Kyoko: "Third floor, guests please."

"Hi Yi!"

Kyoko Fukada turned to look at Tang De: "This way..."

Tang De curiously followed her upstairs, only to find that this inconspicuous little shop was actually quite special. Its second and third floors were filled with private rooms, and they seemed to be locked.

Kyoko Fukada opened the door under the guidance of the waiter, and after entering the private room, Tang De couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I thought it was just a simple shop, but I didn't expect that the private room was elegantly decorated, clean and tidy, and thoughtfully equipped with a bathroom and some daily necessities. If it wasn't called a restaurant, I would have thought it was a hotel. "Mr. Tang De, are you satisfied?" Fukada Kyoko looked at Tang De with expectant eyes.

“Interesting place.”

"Hey, this place was originally a hotel. Later, the business was not good, so it was changed to what it is now. The privacy and taste are very good."

After Kyoko Fukada explained, she picked up the menu and handed it to Tang De.

"What do you like to eat?"

Tang De said directly without looking at the menu: "I don't like tempura, sukiyaki, roasted birds, or grilled fish. You can order whatever else you like."

"Hi!" Fukada Kyoko thought for a while, and finished ordering the dishes in a low voice with the waiter.

After Tang De and Fukada Kyoko chatted for a while, the waiter walked in with a lunch box, placed the dishes on the table one by one, then bent over and stepped back from the room, and closed the door for the two of them thoughtfully.

Kyoko Fukada stood up and locked the door, then walked to Tang De and sat down on one side with him.

"Tang De...teacher, can I call you that?"

This title brought back memories of Tang De's past filming, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Okay."

"That's good, teacher." Kyoko Fukada playfully lengthened the words and paired them with her youthful little skirt, which made Tang De really feel like she was a teacher.

The two began to eat, chatting with Kyoko Fukada while frequently toasting to Tang De, but of course Tang De had a stronger drinking capacity than her, so by the time she drank, her face had turned rosy, but Tang De had no reaction.

However, the titles between the two gradually changed to "teacher" and "classmate", and their relationship became much closer.

Seeing that Fukada Kyoko's body became limp and weak, and she needed to lean lightly on Tang De's shoulder to sit firmly, Tang De brought up the topic again.

"So Fukada-san, do you have any questions?"

Fukada Kyoko's big eyes blinked as she looked at Tang De: "Teacher, do you think I am suitable for going abroad and acting in Hollywood?"

"Well..." Tang De sat upright and looked at her carefully: "Hollywood's requirements are quite high. I need to test your acting skills from all aspects."

"Hi!" Kyoko Fukada took a step back, took off her sweater jacket, revealing the short sleeves underneath and her hot figure that was tightly wrapped, and then rested her head on the tatami: "Then please give me a good test, teacher."

The corner of Tang De's mouth raised slightly: "Then please let Fukada-san show off your talents first."

"Talent?" Fukada Kyoko thought for a moment, picked up a piece of salmon meat with her hand, placed it on her collarbone, and said in a seductive tone: "Teacher, my talent is that I can act as a dinner plate. What do you think?"

"A dinner plate? Yes, but it looks like I'm going to have a show with you too."

"Hey, teacher, just play the role of a diner! These are chopsticks..."

Tang De nodded and took the chopsticks: "Then Fukada-san, please start."

"Hi..."

"Wow."

If someone could listen through the crack in the door at this time, they would hear a rustling sound and the charming sound of being chilled by the cold fish meat.

Then there are the sounds of chopsticks, chewing and sighs of delicious food.

There was also the faint sound of two people talking.

"Fukada-kun, the next one is the imitation test. All acting skills start with imitation. You have to learn to liberate your nature. What are you best at?"

"Teacher, what I'm best at is puppies, woof...woof."

"Then please imitate the puppy."

"Hi, teacher, do you think my posture is standard for this downward dog pose? I learned it in acting class. Woof... woof!"

“Great, really standard.”

"Well...Teacher, you also brought a pointer with you."

"That's right, using a pointer is more convenient for training your acting skills."

"Okay, teacher...Teacher, please teach me... my acting skills."

Thirty minutes later, the vibrations on the floor suddenly stopped, followed by Tang De's voice: "Fukada-kun performed very well. He knows that exposing his belly is the gesture of a puppy begging for mercy."

"Hi...Teacher, please spare me."

"This line is very good, but this is just the beginning. Fukada-san, you have to hold on. When you get to Hollywood, the acting teacher's teachings will only be stricter than mine."

"Okay...teacher, I understand, please continue...woof!"

(End of this chapter)