People in Tokyo, the world is clear

His silly and cute look had a unique innocence, which obviously made everyone present laugh.

Then, there was loud applause and cheers.

The almost sensational enthusiasm finally awakened the female singer who was still in some incredible feeling.

She stood up holding the guitar.

He was so anxious that he almost knocked over the microphone in front of him, and was in a state of panic again.

After adjusting his panic expression, he immediately bowed deeply and seriously, quickly expressing his attitude:

"I will definitely try my best not to let you down."

The genuine and sincere attitude has always been the beautiful quality of the "Ginza Folk Song Diva" passed down from mouth to mouth.

"Now that I see it, it is indeed well-deserved."

"Different from the stage, the underground is a place closer to ordinary people like us, but it also carries the starlight that cannot be ignored."

"There is also a shining, warm heart waiting in the summer."

Muttering this, he stopped writing, picked up the first draft of the narration he had written, and nodded with great satisfaction.

He glanced at his niece who was operating the camera equipment on the tripod beside him, and secretly prayed that nothing serious would go wrong with the recording work of this apprentice.

"If I had known the effect would be so good, I would have done it myself. But, I promised to give this girl some exercise this time..."

While muttering this, the man in the cowboy hat cast his eyes towards the back of the rows of seats.

The muttering continued:

"Come to think of it, I didn't expect to meet you here..."

There are three people in sight.

The one on the outermost side was a woman who looked very young, probably in her early thirties.

In the middle, next to the woman, was a man of the same age but slightly older. He had a middle-parted hairstyle, a face of profound handsomeness, and an air of refined artistry. Judging by his posture, he appeared to be the woman's husband.

On the side was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses. He had wide, flat lips and a straight gaze, and looked quite friendly.

Because they were located at the edge of the back row, this small group was not so conspicuous at this moment amid the crowd around them.

But for those who recognize one or both of them, it will obviously be surprising.

“I didn’t expect to meet these teachers here.”

Matsumoto Yoshitaka made a sound of amazement.

His eyes fell on the oldest middle-aged man with glasses:

"When we were filming the documentary about the creation of 'Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind', we joked that we would have many opportunities to meet in the future. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prophecy."

His gaze fell on the younger, more profound man beside him:

"It's rumored that the upcoming animated film will be another collaboration between you two. Now it seems that what you said is true."

Finally, his gaze shifted to the young woman who was still smiling and clapping:

"Exactly. I didn't expect the Madam to come along... But considering Qingshan-san's musical style, it's no wonder she's interested... Tsk tsk tsk, it seems like this little girl has a bright future."

The Riddler's shaking head made the assistant beside him frown.

"Uncle, why are you showing off all by yourself..."

The trainee girl's unprofessional attitude slightly irritated a senior film producer:

I couldn't help but reach out and slap the other person on the back with my notebook, giving him a stern reprimand in a low voice:

"Stop looking around! Is that your attitude for filming? Also, don't call me uncle while we're working!"

"Woo..."

The scene where the elders lectured the younger members of the family was quite chaotic, so much so that even the onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

"However, thank you very much for your cooperation. I didn't expect that they would make room just for us."

Lin Sen put his hand on the shoulder of the arcade owner, who was missing a pinky finger. "Afterwards, when the show is over, please arrange for someone to give out some prize coupons to the audience."

"no problem."

The taciturn retired Yakuza nodded, but turned his gaze of deep curiosity to the three people who had just been stared at by a certain director.

"Come to think of it...it looks quite familiar."

"right."

"Does Mr. Kobayashi know them?"

"Um..."

Lin Sen also glanced at these three spectators who were quite special in the eyes of those who noticed.

Take a deep breath:

"I wouldn't say I know him. But if I'm not mistaken..."

"Miyazaki, and Sakamoto. Do you know these two surnames?"

Chapter 96: Fate Can't Stand Summer

Sometimes, the older you get, the more you can show the charm that time has engraved on you.

Lin Sen verified this point on Mr. Miyazaki in this world.

It comes from a less polite way of thinking backwards.

After all, at this moment, compared to the animation master in our impression who has a vicissitudes of life and a unique charm with a white beard, and always squints his eyes as if he will smile in the next second, the middle-aged Lord of Ghibli in this world has the feeling of a mediocre protagonist in a dormant period in a fantasy novel.

As a result, the artist who was a few years younger than him obviously attracted more attention - after all, at this age, Mr. Sakamoto obviously had more of the unruly and gloomy temperament of an "artist".

Of course, it is also easier to be recognized -

"Sakamoto probably has a guess. But what about that guy next to him...Miyazaki?"

The arcade owner's tone was a little shocked at this point. "The director of the second Lupin the Third?"

"You know quite a lot." Lin Sen was a little surprised. "You even know Mr. Miyazaki's debut work."

"I'm a long-time fan of the Lupin series. I took my son to see every movie in the series when it was released."

Talking about this, the middle-aged man's tone was actually a little more proud: "When it was serialized in the magazine in 1942, I was one of the first readers."

"So that's 1967? Then he's definitely a long-time fan."

"Yes, yes. If I had to say it, the manga 'Lupin' really changed my life. I thought adventurousness was something cool, and I was tired of my ordinary life, so I joined the Yakuza... It's a long story."

The conversation drifted to the stars and back again. There was a long silence during this time, as someone who was the real focus of the group started singing.

It was not until Miss Qingshan, who was surrounded by people, finished her song that the boss patted Lin Sen's shoulder again:

"It's really good. It has a bit of the flavor of current pop songs, but more of the feeling of the old songs from my youth."

"Should I take this as a compliment?" Lin Sen shook his head. "It seems like listening to old people isn't popular these days."

"Of course it's a genuine compliment. For example, now I kind of understand why those big stars in the audience quietly came over."

The middle-aged man quietly pointed at three people in the back row of the audience.

By now, they have been recognized by some knowledgeable people.

A few audience members who were close by even leaned over to ask in a low voice. After getting the answer, they suppressed their surprise and tried to shake hands.

Even Ms. Aoyama, who was performing, noticed something unusual—but her curious expression was eventually overshadowed by seriousness.

Until the end of the voluntary concert, in the simple living room backstage -

"Ah! It really is..."

Miss Xia Zhi was so surprised that she covered her mouth. When she reacted, she quickly bowed lightly.

"Hello, Mr. Miyazaki! I'm a huge fan of Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind! And Mr. Sakamoto, I really like the songs you and Mr. Hosono collaborated on! And Mr. Kenko! I'm so excited..."

The cute expression of being flattered made everyone present laugh and the atmosphere relaxed.

The first person to speak was the oldest person present. When Qingshan took the cup of water from Lin Sen and took a sip to calm down after the performance, Miyazaki, who was guided by the arcade owner to sit on the sofa inside, smiled:

"I was the last to learn about this—it was Sakamoto-kun who told me about this singer hidden in the city. Ms. Aoyama's story really moved me."

This, as if triggering a sense of empathy, led the future animation master to chuckle and self-deprecate, "When The Castle of Cagliostro was released, people were starting to conclude that Miyazaki's works couldn't become popular. After that, for almost three years, I didn't get any planning work."

Those were very difficult times - and that is why the animators expressed their gratitude and resonance with the singer's persistence.

"Those must have been very difficult times. I really admire you for persevering and finding your own path, Aoyama-san. But... I heard you're not signed to any label yet?"

Miyazaki turned his head and looked at the two true professionals beside him, and chuckled as if he had a premonition:

"I'm not very familiar with the industry... So, is it really that difficult to release a song publicly, Sakamoto-kun?"

"In recent years, the focus of our activities has shifted somewhat towards Europe and the United States. I'm not very familiar with the local situation..."

The unruly man in question turned to look at Lin Sen. "Are you running into obstacles everywhere, trainee agent-san?"

On the surface, it looked like an inquiry, but in reality, it was secretly meant to challenge the professionalism of the broker.

Being talented but not being recognized is a situation that makes people sympathize with it - in this case, it is easy to subconsciously find reasons for the person's wasted time.

Lin Sen knew that this sentence had a hint of complaint, "How could such a good singer be managed like this by you?"

Moreover, there was a hint of joking in Sakamoto's eyes.

Apparently, in the brief time they had spent together after the performance, this perceptive artist had already gotten to know Lin Sen's personality. He knew that this kind of banter was more suitable for their relationship.

Lin Sen thus understood his good intentions and calculations—if he only needed to go along with his words a few times, he might be able to give the other party a way out. He believed that the other party also had the same intention.

Unfortunately, Sakamoto's words of accusation, which were clearly meant more as a joke than as a joke, were overheard by the other person who hadn't noticed the other person's expressions, and it was obvious that they were panicking.

"No, it's not his problem! It's actually me. It's terrible. Before I met him, I even messed up my job as a bar singer..."

Miss Qingshan jumped out in a panic, as if to take the blame. Then, a hand gently patted her head, and she whimpered and lowered her head.

He looked around in confusion, obviously unable to understand why everyone present had a knowing smile on their face.

The innocent and cute expression on his face due to his kindness and innocence finally created an atmosphere of joy and happiness.

The next second, everyone laughed.

The chuckle of another woman present was the clearest among them - that was a woman named Sakamoto Akiko, who had remained silent since entering.

She was staring at me with her sparkling eyes wide open.

As a woman, she was clearly aware of the relationship between the singer and her manager. She curled her lips and turned her gaze to the young man who spoke softly.

"I asked several companies in the industry, both large and small, and they all said they weren't very optimistic about my baby's musical style."

Interrupting the adorable idiot beside him who hadn't grasped the situation, Lin Sen first looked at the waiting Mr. Sakamoto and gave a serious answer. "The core of the reply was basically, wait a little longer. Speaking of which, it's quite infuriating. If you have to say it, I've also failed in this regard... After all, I'm just a rookie in the agent field and can't give my partners the sense of reliability they demand."

It sounded like some kind of venomous angry remark directed at a major company in the industry - unfortunately, the serious expression on his face was quickly interrupted by fingers pulling on his sleeve.

Finally, he couldn't help but smile - he turned around and used the back of his hand to hit the idiot who didn't understand the situation and was looking at him with a worried look on his face.

Finally, I couldn't help but pat her back twice.

Then, he patiently explained softly to someone who had obviously lost his patience due to concern.

"There are some business things that you may not have paid attention to, Qingshan. Two years ago, an independent music company called Midi was founded."

"Midi..." The older girl blinked, seemingly not understanding.

Lin Sen continued:

"The founders of the company are mostly musicians. Two of them are renowned in the music field, both domestically and internationally. One is named Sakamoto. The other is his wife."

"...?"

"That is to say, at this moment, the two shareholders of the music company are sitting across from you, Qingshan."

"Yes, across the street."

Aoyama Xiazhi turned her head and was a little surprised to find that Mr. Miyazaki had turned his head away with a smile - and a couple next to them were smiling at her at the same time.

"..."

A brief moment of shock.

Then, high-speed thoughts began to run in the slow-witted little head of a certain idiot.