People in Tokyo, the world is clear

It turned out to be the case.

Thinking of this, Shiye Hezi frowned.

It's strange, though.

Although judging from the live performance, the female singer Qingshan seemed a little unfamiliar with the jazz style, it was obvious that she had very good musical skills.

It’s amazing that a singer of this caliber hasn’t become popular yet. He’s completely unknown even in Tokyo.

It is said that almost two years have passed.

Some of them are just too talented and not appreciated, right?

In an instant, a slight sympathy overwhelmed the amazement, making Shiye Hezi sigh deeply.

I am reminded of a sentence a famous writer mentioned when he received the Nobel Prize in Literature:

"At this moment, many writers, even the greatest writers, are unknown and ignored."

I couldn't help but sigh:

"It's probably the same for singers, directors, and even other types of artists."

But Shiye Hezi still believed in one thing.

The gold in the stone will shine with its brilliance the moment its color is revealed.

Thinking of this, a strange premonition emerged in my body.

Perhaps, having always been a witness to the evolution of pop music and its best audience, perhaps, this time, I can leave my name somewhere in history?

Thinking of this, Shiye Hezi was driven to move by a strange force.

He turned down the volume of the TV, ran to the dining table, picked up the phone, hesitated for a while, but still dialed a number.

A familiar voice came from the receiver:

"Tsuruko?"

"Sister..." Shino Tsuruko said in a rare serious tone, "I hope you can listen to my next show. There might be one or more very interesting songs."

"Oh, I remember what you mentioned last time. The jazz and folk music feature that was postponed due to a lack of suitable candidates...is that it?"

"Yes."

"It's a pity I didn't have the time. I couldn't accept the invitation to support my sister... From the sound of your voice, have you found someone more remarkable?"

"A very special girl."

Shiye Hezi answered truthfully.

The suspenseful grammar apparently also piqued the interest of the woman on the other end of the phone.

After asking about the expected broadcast time and confirming that it does not conflict with the schedule, I immediately made a commitment:

"I'll pay attention then."

"And one more thing..."

"Ok?"

Shi Ye Hezi wanted to mention the information she had heard about the concert, but changed her mind and temporarily suppressed it.

At this moment, she decided to proceed step by step so as not to push the praise too hard and raise expectations too much.

So, Youyou opened her mouth and mentioned another person as if chatting about family matters:

"By then, brother-in-law, are you free?"

"Oh, Long Yi?"

"Yes."

"I haven't asked yet. He just finished releasing his album and is preparing for a tour. In August, he's going to the capital of a neighboring country to participate in a movie shoot... He's almost like two people working on his own. But, logically, he should have some free time."

"so..."

"what happened?"

"I think there's a song in the show that you all might be interested in."

Shi Ye He Zi hummed softly:

"It's a very new kind of jazz. The song is called..."

......

At the same time, in a rental house.

“Virtual-Insanity.”

The young man who snapped his fingers didn't know that a woman mentioned these two words almost at the same time as him.

But unlike the solemnity over there, Lin Sen's tone at this time seemed a little relaxed.

"This song, definitely has it. Did Qingshan notice the reaction of the production crew at that time?"

“…Mmmmm!”

Miss Xiazhi shook her head. "My heart was pounding at that moment. I was so worried about singing it wrong. I didn't have time to pay attention to those things... Ah, thank you!"

The female singer took the midnight snack brought by the short-haired girl with a smile and reached out to pinch her face to show her goodwill.

Then he took out some candy from his pocket and put it into her hand.

"Eat candy, eat candy, Ito!"

"The reactions of the other people present at the time seemed surprised."

Ms. Ito, who had gradually grown accustomed to being harassed and abused by someone, continued, "It's like when I was a kid, my classmates were amazed at the new knowledge the teacher shared."

"Fair."

Lin Sen was generous with his praise, "That is to say, maybe you will become famous and soar to the sky, Qingshan."

"It's not that simple! And you're putting pressure on me, right?"

As Ms. Ito's eyes widened and she looked dazed, the female singer seemingly casually grabbed the young man's hand and shook it, making the arm undulate. "First, you build up a lot of mental strength, making me think things are going to be great, and then when the performance fails, you just collapse completely... How vicious, Kobayashi!"

"You discovered this."

"Wow! Big bad guy!"

"But, honestly, even if we fail, it's nothing." After the joke, Lin Sen quickly straightened his face, "Don't take an opportunity too seriously, thinking that the sky will fall if you don't seize it well... If the sky falls, we will hold it up for you. Besides..."

The young man gently broke free from his grip and took the midnight snack that Miss Ito pushed towards him with narrowed eyes.

"This time, there's really no need to assume failure. I'm very confident about the song I'm going to sing today."

After all, there are memories of past lives to support us.

In my impression, another world, "Virtual-Insanity", a song released in August 1996, although originated from a British band, is generally regarded by the Japanese music industry as a phenomenal work that has greatly influenced the development of modern jazz in Japan.

So much so that almost all the jazz drum beats in the popular JPop have its shadow.

It is interesting to talk about how Lin Sen knew the origin of this song.

This song has a very advanced and interesting music video, and it has a very high playback volume on video websites in various countries.

One of the clips even became a famous meme, with many hilarious spin-offs.

Lin Sen was originally attracted by a well-known second-creation handwriting and thus got to know the whole song.

This is a song that has been proven to be enough to cause a sensation in the Japanese music scene - and because of this, the current reaction of people in the music industry to it is not unexpected to Lin Sen.

Even a contemporary adaptation infused with Qingshan's personal style wouldn't overshadow the song's profound undertones. In fact, the inclusion of folk vocals and guitar adds a touch of playfulness.

In this era, it may not be a golden song, but it definitely has the potential to become a hit.

However, even so, after learning about Qingshan's advantage in English pronunciation, Lin Sen did not intend to release this song to the public.

It's simply because the time period is too recent. It's possible that the "home" of this time and space has already begun creating a parallel world version of this song, or at least has similar ideas.

It is not a good idea to use this method to steal someone else's masterpiece or even their job.

But by chance, the reason that finally drove Lin Sen to change his mind and take action was related to a radio program called "Ota Mayonaka" that invited Ms. Aoyama.

One night before, when Lin Sen was listening to the episode of Flamingo, out of boredom, he listened to the two hosts' detailed introduction to the history of the development of British jazz in this world.

As a result, I unexpectedly heard the completely different experience of Jay, the lead singer and leader of the band who created this song in another life, in this other world.

He did play jazz for a while, leaving a lasting mark on the history of music, but he developed his dancing talent a few years ago.

Now a world-renowned dancer, she has left a deep mark on the choreography scene. As for music, she has revealed that she has little intention of pursuing it.

When Lin Sen heard the news, his jaw dropped.

However, even though I sighed, I also felt a sense of motivation to take action.

I must make sure that the famous songs of my past lives can also shine in this world, so that they will not be left to fade into obscurity.

Forget it.

Usu no 0 also Ⅱ 耏趰 求領

It's better not to keep on nagging about this kind of pretentious talk.

Lin Sen admitted that he saw a good opportunity and wanted to become a plagiarist for fame and fortune without violating moral principles.

There is also a reason to deepen this tendency, which is for the development of Ms. Aoyama.

I have always been upright and honest, so I don't hide this slightly dark thought.

The main point is to hold your head high and chest out.

However, it was obvious that there was still some lucky arrogance that could not be concealed by the skills of cultivating qi.

So much so that he rarely showed a smile and checked the homework she handed in - listening to the results of her practice in recent days.

Make exaggerated snapping sounds with Ms. Ito.

Novel No. 9⒈⑧○⑨○⑨

"so amazing!"

"I'm almost too happy to handle it... Where's Senpai?"

"Indeed. It's really great. I feel so positive now."

The applause made someone who always behaved calmly in front of people close to him feel inexplicably ashamed.

"You two!"

Unable to contain her interest any longer, she put down her guitar, walked around behind the two men, and hooked her arm around their shoulders. "I'm so anxious! I think it was you, Xiaolin, who said that excessive praise is equal to sarcasm?"

"Sometimes you just lack confidence." Lin Sen showed no sign of stopping. "But that's fine. When you become a world-famous singer in the future, recalling those wasted years in a rental apartment might be a fun experience... Maybe one day you can talk about it in an interview with a famous magazine... uh."

The tendency to boast was stopped by a candy forced into his mouth. Then, the hand turned to cover the young man's mouth, and together with the other hand that was stroking his head, they began to shake wildly.

"Qingshan, stop. The brain needs to be shaken."

"Shake it up just right, Brains!"

"Wow."

After finally recovering from the dizziness, he just grabbed the arm of the woman behind him when he suddenly felt a strange tingling sensation on the skin on his cheek.

It seemed like something had pecked it.

"?"

Lin Sen turned his head and found that the short-haired girl sitting next to him narrowed her eyes.

However, the next moment, her expression returned to normal.

I glanced at the dining table casually. On it was the bowl filled with my midnight snack.

Bow your head and stand up.

"I'll go wash the dishes..."

"Don't."

Lin Sen stood up and blocked her.

He took the initiative to pick up the bowl on the table and put it in his arms.

"I'll go. You guys chat."