Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 162 Concept of Love

The next day, at 8:55 in the morning, Watanabe Yu arrived at Hayakawa's house on time.

After pressing the doorbell with ease, he naturally took two steps back.

This action is not for the sake of so-called gentlemanly manners, or to pay attention to one's own image at all times, but simply because he does not want the possibility of close contact between his face and the door panel.

Maki Takakura almost got hit before.

——To quote Gao Cang’s words, if she hadn’t reacted quickly and dodged in time, the frown on her face caused by pain that day would probably not have disappeared.

"coming!"

Along with the response from the video doorbell, the door of Hayakawa's house opened, and Yuki Hayakawa's figure appeared in Watanabe Yu's eyes.

Compared to the past, her outfit today was obviously more homely.

The upper body is a simple beige short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body is a matching beige shorts. Further down, there are white, slender and beautiful legs with amazing proportions.

Even without the embellishment of stockings, that pair of beautiful long legs is eye-catching enough.

At least Watanabe Yu looked at it a few more times out of appreciation.

"Please come in."

Yuki Hayakawa noticed Watanabe Yu's gaze, but she was not shy. She let him look at her until he looked away. Then she moved aside and motioned for him to come in.

"excuse me."

Watanabe Yu said something polite, walked into the entrance, then turned around and closed the door behind him.

"Here are the slippers."

Opening the shoe cabinet, Yuki Hayakawa squatted down naturally, took out a pair of brand new slippers from the cabinet, unwrapped the plastic packaging and placed them in front of him.

"Thank you. By the way, where's your aunt?"

Watanabe Yu put on his slippers and looked around the room with some curiosity.

Unfortunately, from his perspective, he could only see the spacious corridor.

"Mom has gone to work at the flower shop. There are only two of us at home now. You can relax a little."

Yuki Hayakawa misunderstood what Watanabe Yu meant and explained.

The last study session was like this. Because their mothers were there, both the usually talkative Kiriyama Kazuma and the usually outgoing Takakura Maki seemed very reserved and uncomfortable.

They were able to relax later because after delivering the fruit and saying the necessary greetings, their mother went back to the room, leaving the space for them.

"receive."

"Let's go to the recording studio and talk about it."

Yuki Hayakawa walked in front and led the way, followed closely by Yu Watanabe.

After walking down the long staircase, the two walked into the recording studio one after the other.

"The accompaniment sample is being output. It may take another ten minutes."

After sitting down on the sofa, Yuki Hayakawa glanced at the computer screen not far away and said something.

It’s not that she wanted to delay time, but the demo of You’s accompaniment was sent at the last minute. To be precise, it was sent an hour ago, which made her a little flustered.

"It's okay, don't worry. Besides, it was my problem in the first place, and I posted it too late."

Watanabe Yu leaned back on the soft sofa, looking relaxed.

Aunt Hayakawa was obviously more willing to spend money on the software facilities in the decoration.

Take the sofa he is sitting on now, for example. It is quite comfortable to sit on. The only drawback is that it is too soft and not very friendly to patients with lumbar disc herniation.

"That's nothing, but...are you planning on recording several songs this time?"

Sitting on the single sofa, Yuki Hayakawa held up her chin with her left hand and looked at Yu Watanabe with interest.

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t been exposed to the sun much during this period, her milky white skin is much smoother and whiter than before.

Under the cold light from the overhead light, the delicate white skin was covered with a halo, like top-grade silk. Just by looking at it, one could feel its top-grade delicate texture.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

From yesterday to this morning, he sent a total of four music scores to Yuki Hayakawa, including one Japanese song and three Chinese songs.

“Can we finish recording today?”

There was a hint of worry in Yuki Hayakawa's tone.

She hoped that they wouldn't finish recording today so that they would have another excuse to meet tomorrow.

But she certainly couldn't say that, she still had to cover up what needed to be covered up.

Of course, part of the reason was that she was afraid that laughing too loudly would scare You.

"If everything goes well, it should be fine."

Watanabe Yu nodded and gave Hayakawa Yuki an affirmative look.

He had already thought about this problem before coming. Even if things didn't go smoothly and he had to start over many times, he would be able to finish the recording today. It was just a matter of how long it would take to finish.

If everything goes well, it will end earlier; if not, it will end a little later.

"Then we have to work harder!"

Yuki Hayakawa blinked and encouraged the two of them.

"Ah."

Watanabe Yu nodded slightly and gave an affirmative answer.

"By the way, I have a question for you."

Yuki Hayakawa coughed lightly, picked up the unused microphone on the coffee table, and handed it to Watanabe Yu.

"May I ask what does Teacher Jay think of love?"

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a second.

The scope of this topic is indeed quite wide, just like the shift from the international situation to kangaroos and the Vatican, and then to philosophy and the theory of relativity.

The main point is a break.

"That's not what I wanted to ask. It was the listeners of your song who asked." Hayakawa Yuki paused, "Didn't you see what they wrote on the message board on your homepage?"

"I did not see."

Watanabe Yu shook his head frankly.

In this regard, he said he was a hands-off boss, uploading the song and then not caring about it anymore. "Anyway, this is their question, and I found it quite interesting, so I asked."

The curiosity in Yuki Hayakawa's eyes grew stronger.

She personally prefers to talk to him about this topic rather than talking to Mr. Watanabe about "Norwegian Wood".

To conquer a person, you must first know his view on love, right?
“Love is a luxury.”

Watanabe Yu rubbed his chin and expressed his point of view.

Love without material things is like a mess, but love with material things will be caught by the police.

“…Why is it a luxury item?”

Yuki Hayakawa raised her eyes and asked this question curiously.

"Because we have to live, most people have already tried their best to live. On this basis, we also have to maintain our feelings for each other and remember some important dates, so..."

Watanabe Yu paused, and his tone became a little more frivolous.

"After facing the reality, romance alone is not enough. Dialogues like oh, rose, oh, jack, you_jump_I_jump only exist in movies."

It must be said that "Titanic" did teach him a hard lesson in his childhood.

"Rose? Jack?"

Yuki Hayakawa looked confused.

She didn't quite understand what Watanabe Yu meant.

"The male and female protagonists of a movie." Watanabe Yuya realized that he had slipped up and quickly changed the subject, "Anyway, this is not the point."

"Ok."

Yuki Hayakawa spread her hands and didn't intend to ask any further questions.

"But..." She changed the subject, "Why do I feel that you are so pessimistic about love?"

"Maybe it's because I'm more realistic?" Watanabe tilted his head. "Heh, just kidding. This is just a casual chat, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa withdrew her gaze, but she couldn't help but steal a few glances at him.

"So, are all your songs written from this perspective?"

She was curious about this.

She had mentioned this when she was talking to her mother about You's songs. She always felt that You's attainments in love songs were a little too profound, to the point that she had no chance of matching him.

As soon as he opens his mouth, he is filled with stories. Who can resist that?

"Not exactly." Watanabe Yu shook his head. "The references are actually TV dramas, movies, songs, music videos that can make people empathize, that is, all literary and artistic works that can serve the emotions of the song."

Even if he has never eaten pork, has he never seen a pig run?
You can't say that if you've never been under a car, you can't sing out the feeling of being cheated on, right?
What kind of sad song is that? Just fit it into any tragic story he has read, and give himself that kind of atmosphere.

To be more specific, like the feeling of regret, then suddenly I just want 100,320 flower tickets and it's over.

"...That's it."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded thoughtfully, "So what kind of songs are we going to record today?"

Although she had listened to the demo accompaniment in advance and had a general idea of ​​the style of the song, she couldn't make a definitive conclusion because there was only the music score and no lyrics.

Furthermore, singing the same song with different moods will give completely different feelings.

When you are happy, even the saddest songs can be sung with a lively flavor.

When you are unhappy, even the happiest songs will probably lose interest in you.

"More regretful, right? Or should I say, more relieved?"

Watanabe Yu thought about it.

Suddenly, he realized that the Chinese songs he was going to record today seemed to be quite light-hearted, and the same was true for the Japanese song.

"Then you have to really let it go and stop putting yourself in it."

Yuki Hayakawa teased him.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay."

Watanabe Yu gave her an affirmative look.

The package is OK.

You just need to relax a little and briefly reach the state of Kiriyama and Ma, where you can hear "a screw is not tightened" as "there is a Russian beauty".

"That's good. I'm relieved."

Yuki Hayakawa smiled.

"Only half?"

Watanabe Yu was a little amused.

Is he so untrustworthy?

"Yes, as for the remaining half, I can only let it go after we finish recording the song and make sure you are okay."

Yuki Hayakawa met Watanabe Yu's gaze, and there was a hint of meaning in her eyes.

"Of course, if you really can't get over that emotion, I can help you." She paused, "For example, I can provide a hand-holding service or something. Of course, this requires extra payment, at least a meal."

In fact, if possible, she would like to speak more bluntly.

But after much hesitation, she still held back.

At this time, talking to this extent is already the limit.

“Value-added service, right?”

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes and wondered who this girl learned this from.

"correct."

Yuki Hayakawa stood up and walked to the computer. After taking a look at the finished accompaniment sample, she turned and looked at Yu Watanabe.

"We can start now."

She raised an eyebrow.

In a sense, today's song recording task is indeed a long and arduous journey.

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