People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"."

"Now, I'm one year younger."

Lin Sen solemnly stated his verified conclusion, "Now, do you have anything else to say, Miss High School Student?"

"..."

"Hiss...Wow!"

The next second, the young man was caught off guard and fell on the stairs.

Then, a tiger cub-like figure rode on his waist.

The next second, fists pounded against his chest, each one solid and powerful.

"Where did you come from, you pervert! Xiao Linsen!"

A clear, pleasant, yet high and shameful voice echoed in the stairwell:

"Evil and despicable... terrible, you idiot!"

Chapter 85: Many Plots

As the sky outside the apartment window turned dark black, Lin Sen turned on the desk lamp.

As the warm light sprinkled on the table, the pen in my hand lightly touched the paper.

Amidst the rustling sound, pieces of information were recorded.

The paragraphs are arranged with notices, invitations and corresponding contact information.

They are basically the production managers of radio programs.

“It seems like the response to that radio show was really good.”

Come to think of it.

As time goes by and media evolves, few artists choose to use this type of audio program as the first platform to release their music.

In particular, given the high quality of the song itself, Ms. Aoyama's almost perfect performance is even more impressive.

The resident performances of original songs are highly respected and have received quite good responses in small circles.

It is said that car owners, one of the main listeners, even wrote a joint letter to the program team, hoping that the radio station could replay the program, or help urge the singer to release the song tape as soon as possible to enrich everyone's car music library.

However, the production team of "Daejeon May Night" has always had a strange rule. That is, they never rerun the show. On days when there is no live broadcast, they would rather waste the time by giving it a bye.

There is wisdom in this - it is precisely because of this principle that the radio station's ratings have remained stable, and therefore it has been favored by many advertisers.

However, when it comes to the Blue Coconut Band, it may not be that great.

The hype will eventually fade, and short-term artistic pursuits will be worn away by time. Perhaps, after a while, many people will forget the great girl who contributed such a beautiful performance.

However, the issue of quickly converting popularity into fame or even tangible profits is not yet on the agenda.

So far, although photographer Aida has obtained the contact information of several major labels, the relevant persons in charge of the music companies are still taking a wait-and-see attitude and have no intention of signing Aoyama Natsuze or even the duo's combination Blue Coconut.

This also means that there is still a long way to go before entering the recording studio and officially releasing singles and albums.

In comparison, time waits for no one.

"But there is a solution."

At least, Lin Sen thought of two options.

First, at worst, they could give up dealing with large distribution companies like Universal or Sony and invest in a small label to become an investor. After that, producing and releasing music tapes would be a piece of cake.

The second option is to wait and find a way to maintain or even further enhance your fame, and eventually attract a contract from a major company.

Obviously, the latter seems to be more difficult.

However, when thinking about the difficulty, the young man at the table seemed to recall something.

Turn the paper over and find one of the notes I had jotted down earlier:

[Documentary director, Matsumoto Yoshitaka]

Below the identity, there was a miscellaneous phone number.

Lin Sen couldn't quite remember whether he received the call from this person yesterday or the day before yesterday.

I was caught up in a bunch of harassing calls. They said they were filming a documentary about underground bands and hoped to invite Blue Coconut to participate.

The most impressive details are his neither humble nor overbearing attitude and his straightforward statement:

“Funds are limited and compensation may not be possible.”

At that time, when Lin Sen heard the words "working for nothing", he didn't take it to heart. He just replied that he was seriously considering it, and that was the end of it.

But now I think about it, a director who claims to come from a TV background and wants to make a documentary...

Could it be someone from the legendary Japan Broadcasting Corporation, or NHK?

Lin Sen didn't know much about this special public television station.

I've only heard from videos circulating in my previous life, and even from my neighbor Kurosawa, that this is a strange organization that will send people to collect channel fees from anyone who has a TV.

But in other words, NHK naturally has the unique confidence to spread its operating expenses evenly among all citizens.

It is indeed a giant radio and television station that is well-known to everyone.

It just happens to have the much-needed fame at the moment - thinking of this, I decided to call back tomorrow and ask about the details.

If done properly, it might help Ms. Aoyama find a way to appear on TV.

Or, let the national audience help prove that a 24-year-old girl is not an old maid, but a girl in the prime of her youth.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but recall the cute look of someone this morning who was so embarrassed and angry that he rode on me and punched me to vent his anger.

I burst out laughing at the scene.

What I really didn't expect was that Miss Aoyama also had such a shy side.

To the point that I couldn't utter a word afterwards.

After being taken back to her home from hiding on the edge, she immediately went into the house and changed into her regular clothes.

Then, with a blushing face and a silent expression, he kicked himself out of the house.

It seems that Xia Zhi girl really needs to take a break. Not only to dissipate her emotions, but also to realize that she is still young and lovely.

That's right.

The corners of the young man's mouth curled up unconsciously again, and he glanced at the information on the paper in front of him to check if there was any part he had not read yet.

As I read on, I felt a sense of emotion.

I couldn't help but mutter:

"She cares so much about that guy, I wonder if she cares about him or not."

Although it was a questioning sentence with a complaining tone, the answer in my heart was obvious.

Lin Sen raised his hand and touched his cheek.

Let me recall a detail from this afternoon - in the stairwell, at the end of the farce, I got a hug from someone who seemed to have naturally fallen down after being tired of hammering.

And the accelerated heartbeat felt when the bodies and cheeks touched each other.

At that time, she had a kind of hidden happiness that was obviously not fake.

Maybe there are also some strange impulses.

However, after hesitating for a while, he forced himself to hold everything back and said nothing.

She just turned over, covered her face with her hands to hide her shyness, and ran away.

Qingshan Xiazhi always seems to choose to be the one who endures silence and suppresses needs.

Her compromise stems from her inherent kindness, and because of this, she subconsciously feels distressed.

After all, those who are close to her don't want her to suffer.

This was probably also the reason why I felt lost when I saw her sad expression that she couldn't hide even though she tried hard on the night she announced her relationship.

But the most contradictory thing is that he, the person who empathizes here, is the culprit of his negative emotions.

"..."

Interpersonal relationships are probably indeed the biggest problem in life.

Intertwined lives are like mixed-up films, chaotic and illogical.

This is an equation with no universal solution. It only brings confusion and irritation.

But in other words, Lin Sen is not someone who is used to escaping.

He has confirmed some things about feelings and intentions.

I also want to do something. Although I'm unprepared so far, I can't just hide like a coward.

Otherwise, to use my girlfriend's words, more unprovoked disasters will hurt each other and even others——

Thinking of this, I glanced down casually and caught a glimpse of a piece of miscellaneous information:

"Book signing event on the 6th. Please ask Sasakawa for details."

The moment I read it, I couldn't help but shake my head.

He put his hands over his head and laughed at himself:

"Just now, I was still doubting whether others cared about me. In fact, the one who was favored was also turning a blind eye to my efforts before."

Which editor-in-chief is responsible for the entire business schedule?

Conflict of interest? I could have deceived myself like this before.

But now...

The young man couldn't help but get up, walk to the landline in the house and pick up the receiver.

Press a number.

However, after the call was connected for several seconds, the person on the other end did not speak.

At the same time, there was a faint breathing sound ringing in my ears, clearly expressing the fact that there was someone waiting on the other end of the phone.

She was waiting for me to speak.

Once you understand, you won’t wait any longer:

"Sasakawa."

"Hmm~"

"?"

The tone of this response is... Xiguo?

After hearing the voice over there, I was stunned at first.

But I soon realized that someone was definitely role-playing again.

Because when I got home in the evening, I could still hear the sounds of dinner cooking and meowing from my girlfriend's room. I didn't bother her because we were still in the agreed-upon penalty period of not seeing each other.

After that, there was no sound of anyone leaving the house.

How could such a big person be teleported there out of thin air?

My mentality instantly changed from surprise to helplessness.

I'm too lazy to dwell on the other person's bad taste.

Just follow the original purpose and start with casual chat:

"What's for dinner?"

"Milk bread, and some fruit."

The typical Ito Nishika voice responded like this.

Then, he asked in a nearly joking tone:

"Why are you calling here suddenly?"

"Remember, I have a book signing this week."