At the same time as Kazuma was dealing with the quiz, Baifeng Yuyin and Kitagawa Saori just pushed open the door of the musical instrument shop Earth House, and threw the latest weekly magazine Fang Chun next to the shop owner's workbench who was repairing the piano.
"This audio, do you have it?"
"Yes, but this time Fang Chun is bragging. The audio recording effect is very poor. You can only hear a little bit vaguely. It is difficult to find someone to pick up the score."
"That's it, listen to it." Kitagawa Saori said.
The shopkeeper pointed to the four-speaker Toshiba tape recorder in the room.
Kitagawa Saori ran over and found a box of unlabeled tapes already in the tape recorder.
She hit play, and a very unrecognizable voice came out of the tape recorder.
Kitagawa Saori paused for a few words before tapping the stop button, and then washed the tape with his backhand.
"Hey, what are you doing! This tape is not easy to get right now." The shopkeeper said regretfully.
"If you listen to it, you will want to listen to the full version, and then beg that person to give you the full version." Saiori Kitagawa said angrily, "Why does a ticket player have talent? Why doesn't he have talent? Are you going to be a musician?"
Shopkeeper: "As far as I know, he is also very talented, and now he is a hero in Osaka. Maybe in the future, a local TV station in Osaka will ask him to be a guest. Just like Hiroshima TV is now looking for that person The head of the baseball team does food exploration like that.”
Kitagawa Saori frowned suddenly: "Baseball boss? What the hell?"
"Ah, don't worry about it, it's about a middle-aged man who likes baseball. It's probably a former ace pitcher who has become a popular show host on a local TV station for no reason, and finally became the mascot of the team. At thirty-seven The story of how he was able to hit the plate and pitch in the First Army at the age of 10."
"Tsk." Kitagawa Saori was speechless, "Let me not care about it, and don't explain it later. I can't understand your explanations."
The shopkeeper laughed out loud, as if angering Kitagawa Saori was his goal.
After laughing, he seemed to suddenly think of something, pointed to the container and said, "Oh, by the way, Sony Music has released Kiryu Kazuma's album, if you want to listen to it, it's on that shelf."
Kitagawa Saori turned around, came to the shelf with a complicated face, searched and found the cassette with Kiryu and Ma's names written on it, took it out and opened it.
"Why is the packaging so old-fashioned?" She frowned and complained.
"Maybe it's because Kiryu-kun is a swordsman by profession?"
Kitagawa Saori took out the tape, went to the machine where she had just erased the blank tape, and inserted the tape into the second slot.
For the convenience of ripping, this machine has dual card slots, and also provides a built-in ripping channel to ensure that no noise is recorded.
The publishing house that publishes audio-visual products approached Toshiba to protest this design, and then Toshiba’s legal department didn’t even look at the publishing house.
Because Toshiba doesn't think the fledgling audiovisual publishing industry has the ability to sue its rich and powerful.
Toshiba's tape recorder is selling so well that even professional singers use it to record demos and practice songs at home.
Kitagawa Saori frowned slightly listening to the melody coming from the tape recorder.
"I don't like this re-arrangement, it's too close to the style of those current idols. The original song should be more ethereal, it's a complete waste of a good song." Sayori Kitagawa wanted to press the record button to wash the tape , but this time she was stopped by the shopkeeper.
"Are you here to annoy me? This tape is on sale right now, the original is almost out of stock, and remastered copies are everywhere."
Kitagawa Saori pouted.
She left the tape in the recorder, and let the machine play Kiryu and Ma's music like this, and then turned to the shopkeeper: "Is my guitar repaired?"
"It's over there. You, if you want to learn how others smashed the guitar, you should be more thorough, and then come to me to fix it after being smashed. Let me tell you, the tone of your guitar has deteriorated a lot now. I will try my best. I won’t fix it if I smash it again.”
"I just want to learn how someone can play the guitar with his teeth. I want to know what the world looks like when he plays with his teeth."
"The world doesn't change because of what the people watching him are doing."
Kitagawa Saori didn't answer, she picked up her guitar and gently plucked the strings.
Then she improvised chords to the melody played by the tape recorder.
The shopkeeper glanced at Saori Kitagawa, said nothing, and continued to work on the piano with his head bowed.
That's all, Kitagawa Saori asked in a low voice, "What does it feel like to be a hero?"
"You ask me?" The shopkeeper raised his head, as if lost in memory, and said after a while, "I don't remember clearly. The most heroic moment in my life was when I walked along the railway with my guitar on my back." One day and one night, it seems that you can go to the ends of the world like this."
Kitagawa Saori asked, "And then?"
"Then of course I remembered that Japan is an island country. Then I thought it was too black and humorous, so I wrote a song about it."
Kitagawa Saori laughed unceremoniously.
"Aren't you laughing too much? Be careful I don't fix your guitar."
Kitagawa Saori hastily stopped laughing.
The owner continued: "Speaking of which, I heard an interesting piece of news that last night Taiying Yinghua decided to ask Kiryu and Ma to write the theme song in order to save their key mistakes."
"oh?"
"Their bargaining chip is likely to ask you to sing the song with the horse."
"Looking for me? They have a beautiful idea."
"Tokyo Tokyu, Taiying's film this time, the production committee is an affiliated company of Kanto United."
Kitagawa Sayori's complexion immediately became ugly.
The shopkeeper took a look at her and said, "Isn't this great? You can sing and fulfill your duties as a daughter."
Kitagawa Sayori pursed her lips, her hand holding the guitar seemed to be filled with lead.
The shop owner: "You, yearn for rock and roll but don't rock thoroughly. In the final analysis, you are still too weak."
Kitagawa Saori wanted to refute, but held back for a long time without saying a word.
As a result, the atmosphere in the piano shop turned cold, and no one spoke for a long time, only the melody played from the tape was still echoing.
**
Tongsheng and Ma originally thought that there should be many reporters harassing Fang Chunzheng, but they didn't see a few reporters after school.
"No wonder Fang Chun wrote about you in such a small font size on the cover," Mikako teased, "It doesn't make waves at all. I thought I was going to see an army of reporters again."
Nanjo said, "Actually, it's quite unusual to see an army of journalists often. Even famous celebrities won't be besieged by reporters all day long. At most, there will be some paparazzi following them."
As soon as he heard the word "paparazzi", He Ma immediately turned his head to observe the surrounding area, and asked the girls while observing: "By the way, these bastards could hear me singing that morning, I'm afraid they have been staring at us, have you noticed?" Are there any suspicious people around?"
"Not found." Nanjo shook his head, "If someone follows, my SPs should find out."
After thinking about it with Ma, this is indeed the case. The bodyguards of Nanjo's family are all professionals, and it is impossible for them to be followed without noticing.
How did it get recorded? Did the paparazzi who followed Fang Shanzhishi find out about me by the way
Mikako: "It should be the paparazzi with Nichinan or Tomoyo Fangshan."
Because the timing of Mikako saying this and the synchronization rate with her own thinking was ridiculously high, Kazuma couldn't help but praise her: "That's right, you occasionally say something very reasonable."
"What do you mean? After all, I'm a B judge from the English Faculty of Sophia University! B judge! Among all the students in Japan, I'm at least a phoenix."
"Yeah, it's amazing, Mikako." Tamamo Jinguji, judged by Faculty A of the Faculty of Law, University of Tokyo, nodded.
Then Honami Nanjo, judged by Keio University Political Science Faculty A, said, "Compared to summer, Mikako has really made great progress."
Finally, Kiryu and Ma, who were judged by the Faculty of Law, Faculty B of the University of Tokyo, patted Mikako on the shoulder lightly: "I approve of your hard work."
"What! What do you mean by your attitude! Damn it, don't forget Dandanzi and Nanjo, you're the judge of B, why talk to me in such a superior tone."
He Ma: "Because I am your master."
Mikako was at a loss for words for a moment.
She paid the tuition fee, and her name was listed under the column of apprentices at the Kiryu Dojo, so Kazuma is indeed his master, and he is indeed entitled to use such a superior tone to her.
Mikako held back for a while before choking out a sentence: "It's boring for you to do this!"
And Ma laughed.
Jinguji Yuzao urged: "Let's go, go home and review. The exam is going to be in March, and it's only a few months away."
So Kiryu and his party went home as usual—as usual, they first went to pick up Chiyoko, then bought some daily rations, and then went to the second-hand bookstore to see if there were any suitable old teaching aids in stock.
When I get back to Kiryu's house, I will hold a study session at the dojo.
This has been basically the same rhythm for more than a month.
Halfway through the study session, Mikako asked again during the half-time break when correcting each other's papers, "So how will the film matter end?"
Hema shrugged: "It's none of our business. I'll end up as I like, anyway, I've earned my wages."
"How much less is your tuition?" Mikako asked again, "If it is much worse, you can write a song."
Although Mikako was not present when Producer Nagata came in the morning, Kazuma had already told her everything about the morning while chatting at noon.
Kazuma glanced at Chiyoko who was reviewing next to him, and Chiyoko immediately said: "My brother's tuition fee is basically all together, and it's almost enough to just count your tuition fees for coming to the dojo in the next few months. But... After paying Our family has no money for tuition fees."
He Ma: "This morning you said 'Brother, our family is rich'."
"I didn't point out how much money was in the envelope in the morning. The University of Tokyo is obviously a public school, and the tuition is so expensive, alas. Fortunately, our family is in Tokyo, and we don't need to rent a house, so we can save a lot of rent. Otherwise, I really don't know where to go." The money that comes is enough to finish reading for four years.”
He was speechless with the horse, and then quietly glanced at the richest rich woman present at the moment.
In his previous life, he and Ma followed suit on the Internet and posted a lot of "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore", but after the rich woman was really in front of him, he didn't want to be a bad boy and eat soft rice.
It seems that we can only pin our hopes on "Wang Li Cosmic Army". According to the history of the last time and space, Anno and his gang will get a large investment, and the development of this time and space must be similar.
At that time, I will definitely be able to get a share of my music responsibility to solve the problem of being shy.
As for working hard to make new films to pay off debts in the future, I decided with Ma that I would only be a part-time worker in this project, and I would run away after the salary was settled, and the debts would be borne by Anno and the gang.
At that time, I will be my policeman with no wind in my sleeves, so please work hard and make a film to pay off the debt.
While he and Ma were having an abacus fight, Nanjo looked at him and said, "Actually, I can try to convince Grandpa that when the time comes, the security manpower dispatch company under the Nanjo Consortium will invite Hema to be a swordsmanship instructor. It can solve most of the problems."
Before Hema could reply, Jinguji said, "Master Nanjo, didn't you say that solving the tuition problem independently is also a part of the test? This is convenient, will Mr. Nanjo recognize classmate He Ma?"
He Ma glanced at Gong Si and smelled Gong Dou.
He decided to pretend to take a shit and hide for a while before talking.
So he stood up holding his stomach: "Oh, my stomach suddenly swelled and I couldn't hold it back. I'll come as soon as I go."
Without waiting for the girls to react, He Ma turned his head and slipped away.
When he came back from the bathroom, the chairman, Nanjo, and Mikako were grading each other's papers, looking happy.
He Ma was actually very curious and wanted to know who won.
But this thing, it's not easy to ask. He could only suppress his curiosity and take his seat.
As a result, as soon as his butt touched the cushion, he heard someone ring the doorbell.
Mikako raised her head, looked in the direction of the entrance, and asked, "The reporter finally came?"
"I don't know, I'll take a look." He Ma stood up, walked quickly out of the yard, and went directly to the main entrance, where he saw a man dressed as a postman standing at the entrance.
The postman also saw him and asked directly, "Is that Mr. Kiryu?"
"Yes, it's me." He Ma nodded, "Why, do you have a letter from me?"
Letters will usually be placed directly in the mailbox at the door.
And now it's evening, the postman should get off work normally.
The postman nodded: "Registered parcel, I request that it be delivered directly to you."
He Ma felt a little bit in his heart, according to the routine of the Cthulhu series of works, this is to open a new copy.
He stepped forward suspiciously, and signed his name on the receipt—and then remembered that in Japan, signatures alone are not enough, and the seal of the owner must be there.
"Chiyoko, bring our family's seal." Kazuma said.
"Here we come." Chiyoko replied.
The postman was younger and less disciplined, and he gave the package to Kazuma before the seal was stamped.
He Ma looked carefully at the signature on the envelope, and found that it was not an anonymous letter——to open a new copy of those Cthulhu stories, this must be an anonymous letter.
The letter came from Sony Music, and after weighing it with the horse, it was quite heavy.
Chiyoko came over with the seal and looked at the package curiously: "Who sent it?"
"Sony music."
"Huh? Could it be that...the album couldn't be sold so it was sent to us for royalties?"
Kazuma couldn't help frowning. Although he knew the history of another time and space, and knew that Sony music would make a difference in the Japanese music scene, but... this matter is not sure.
He weighed the package and comforted Chiyoko: "The package is quite tight, it doesn't look like a cassette inside."
"Oh, that's fine."
At this time, the postman confirmed the seal, then saluted Kazuma, and rode away on his bicycle.
Kazuma handed the seal back to Chiyoko, returned to the dojo with the package in doubt, and threw it on the ground.
The package made a loud and muffled sound when it touched the ground, and it was obvious that the contents inside were "full".
Kazuma murmured in his heart, "It's fine if Bienima is an indescribable statue", while taking the scissors brought by Chiyoko, he carefully opened the package.
After opening the package, he found a thick stack of bundled letters inside.
The top letter had no address or postmark, and only wrote "Respectfully, Mr. Kiryu".
Kazuma took out the letter, tore it open and took out the letter paper, and it read: "Mr. Kiryu, long time no see, long time greetings. This time I sent letters from listeners from all over the country after the album was released. We have not opened and read all the letters addressed to Mr. Kiryu by name.
"In addition, there are those who did not name Mrs. Kiryu when they were sent to our agency, but the whole article is full of praise for Mrs. Kiryu's music. We have also selected some of them and presented them together."
The signature of the letter is "Dayanchuan Houyi".
He Ma finished reading the letter from the producer of Oikawa, and then looked down at the thick stack of letters, feeling a little complicated.
Jinguji: "This move is to use the kindness of the audience to let you continue to create. The timing is just right, they should have a channel to get the weekly Fangchun before it goes public. At that time, they will pick letters and send registered parcels. It really should be here now."
He Ma scratched his head: "Ah, this..."
Mikako reached out and picked up an envelope: "Wow, there are stars and perfume on this envelope. It must be written by a girl. Can I tear it?"
He Ma nodded: "Tear it up."
Mikako happily tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper inside.
"Oh, colorful stationery! The writing is also very delicate! Wait, why didn't you write a few Chinese characters, all of them are fake names! No way, Hema, this is no way, it's uneducated."
Mikako closed the colored letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope with a look of disgust.
He Ma: "I found that since you got the B judgment, you have started to regard yourself as a cultural person."
"Aren't I? B judges!"
Nanjo: "Oh, there are a lot of words in this letter, and I wrote it with a lot of force, so hard that it penetrates the back of the paper. It may be a man... His self-proclaimed is 'under'!"
Jinguji also tore open a letter, and immediately showed it to everyone after taking it out: "I wrote this letter with a brush."
He Ma was shocked: "Really? I didn't write any very classical music."
At this time, the chairman had already looked down at the letter written with a brush, looked at her and smiled: "Pfft, this is a letter scolding you for writing a melody."
At this time, Chiyoko also had itchy hands and opened an envelope.
"Wow," she exclaimed softly, "I have a picture in this letter."
So everyone gathered around and looked at the photo that Chiyoko had drawn out.
He Ma: "General."
Nanjo slapped him: "What do you say to the girl who plucked up the courage to send you a picture, but it's really average."
At this moment, Ri Nan Licai came in from the yard carelessly: "Master, I'm coming in!
"Huh? What are you doing?"
He Ma looked back at her and said, "I'm opening the letter from the person who bought the album."
"Oh? So many?" Nishinan Rina ran over, reached out and grabbed a handful of letters from the package, "Let me see, this is from Iwate Prefecture, this is..."
He Ma: "Your student council job is over?"
Nichinan was late today because of a routine meeting of the student union.
"That's right. The student union wanted to hold a Christmas party and put forward some boring proposals. I accepted it. Those boys are so confident and think their proposals are the best."
"The school still holds a Christmas party?" He Ma was speechless. He had a Christmas party in his class in his previous life, but it was just a small activity to convince the teacher during the evening self-study, and then push the table aside and let the students perform their own talents.
"Well, the activity with the most votes now is the Christmas ballroom dance. I'm convinced. How many of these boys can dance ballroom dance? That's it. Anyway, I've submitted the proposal to the school. Let's see if the school approves it. "
Nichinan said and opened the letter he had chosen.
"Wow, this is Mr. Kiryu, I love you," she exclaimed, "'Ms. Kiryu's music is like the bright moon in the sky...'"
When He Ma heard it, he felt that the word was a bit familiar...
At this moment, his eldest apprentice, Amao, came in from the yard. Seeing that they were opening letters, Amao said suspiciously: "I... don't know where so many letters came from, but according to Japanese law, it is illegal to open other people's letters privately." illegal… "
"This letter is all addressed to me." He Ma said.
"Oh, that's all right. So what's the letter?"
"My audience."
Amao blinked and blinked: "Oh, then... Congratulations, Master?"
He waved to the horse.