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

Chapter 407 Different Thoughts [4K]

When the drizzle fell on the ground, making a sound of dripping, Watanabe Yu was already walking on the way home with Yuki and Ryoko.

The slightly cold raindrops hit the three transparent umbrellas, making a series of relaxing tapping sounds.

"Yuu, I have a question for you."

After walking for a while, it was Ryoko Hamabe who took the initiative to start the conversation.

She could no longer suppress her curiosity.

Of course, if we are honest, there is a little bit of bitterness in it, but not much.

"Hmm~"

"Who was the first person you loved?"

"This song, this song is...ah?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned.

He thought Ryoko was going to ask how this song was created, and he had even prepared a script in mind, but what she actually asked was who was the first person he liked.

"..."

Hamabe Ryoko didn't say anything, but turned her head and looked at him seriously.

"Okay..." Watanabe Yuu chose to surrender, "But haven't I answered this question before? You asked it before when we were talking about the song "First Love"."

But the question they asked at that time was when was his first love.

His answer at that time was quite casual, saying that he has always been single.

Then, if he remembered correctly, Ryoko or Ayana asked him who was the first person he liked, and his answer at that time was "you guys".

In a sense, this is a fatal question.

Fortunately, neither Ryoko, Ayana, nor Yuki have reached the point where they would ask themselves whether to save their mother or them first if they all fell into the water at the same time.

"I don't think you're telling the truth."

Hamabe Ryoko glanced at him.

Many times, writing songs requires relevant experience and cannot be created just by imagination.

Even though art is higher than life, it also has to come from life, doesn't it?

"Does dating a galgame character count?" Watanabe Yu spread his hands, "There are so many literary works, and my classmates and friends have been in love one after another, and then broke up for various reasons.

"In this era, when we talk about first love, we don't necessarily have to have experienced a failed relationship, right?"

Before he traveled through time, he had read so many romance stories written by authors from Qidian. The better they were written, the higher the probability of a single mother and a single daughter, so this kind of thing could not be used as a reference at all.

There is a saying that goes, the more you haven't got something, the more you long for and imagine it. Once you have tried it, the initial longing will probably dissipate at the fastest speed.

This is also the reason why most people prefer to watch others fall in love rather than fall in love themselves.
——You don’t need to spend extra energy or money, just treat it as watching a live CP drama. There is no psychological burden. At most, you will be worried about their relationship, and that’s all.

"That's the truth."

Yuki Hayakawa, who was originally listening, also joined in the conversation.

This is not to say that she was helping him to save face, but it was indeed the case.

At least one female idol she had seen had never been in a relationship, but the heroine she played in love was quite vivid.

She is the kind of girl that any passerby would think from the bottom of their hearts is in love.

"If you ask me who I first fell in love with, the honest answer is that the first person I fell in love with was Ayana, the second was you, Ryoko, and the third was Yuki."

Watanabe Yu slowed down his pace and waited for the traffic light at the zebra crossing across the street.

The cold rain mixed with the wind blew onto his face, and the slightly cool temperature made his nerves vibrate.

"Scumbag."

Hamabe Ryoko glanced at him, then looked away and spat in annoyance.

But her mood was relieved a lot.

First, he told the truth, and second, she was indeed overthinking it.

The original reason for her unhappiness was jealousy, but now that everything has been explained and the misunderstanding has been resolved, she naturally stopped worrying about it.

"Scumbag!"

Yuki Hayakawa also echoed.

However, anyone could tell that there was some personal emotion in her agreement.

"I admit that I am."

Ding ding ding.

As soon as he finished speaking, the traffic light in front of them changed from red to green, and the three of them followed suit.

"By the way, are you going to the bar tomorrow?"

After crossing the zebra crossing, Hamabe Ryoko started a conversation again.

But this time she was talking about serious business.

"It depends on the situation." Watanabe Yu paused and added, "But I personally don't really want to go."

He made a big splash today, but if he goes again tomorrow, the same scouts who harassed him today will probably surround him again before he even gets on stage.

Not to mention that the speed at which information spreads in the information age is already exaggerated.

If nothing unexpected happens, the number of media people waiting for him in the bar tomorrow will be several times that of today.

He didn't want to be treated like a panda.

"Then let's not go." Yuki Hayakawa expressed her opinion, "We have completed the task given by our mother. Logically speaking, we can leave tomorrow."

The effect of tonight's performance has far exceeded the "modest fame" that my mother originally set.

It can be said that the task was exceeded.

The only thing that makes her worried, well, actually secretly happy, is whether the classmates will accidentally see it and then come to her privately to ask if that person singing in the video is you.

She had also thought about how to answer. She would follow his example and admit it openly but would not mention it any further.

Because an expert must not talk too much!
Once there are too many, the filter of being a master will be shattered.

"Tomorrow is a bit too early, let's go the day after tomorrow." Watanabe Yu turned his head to look at Hayakawa Yuki and reminded her, "We haven't had a good look around Kamakura yet."

They haven't spent a whole day together yet.

Thinking about it carefully, apart from the different scenery he saw during his morning run, the rest of the time seemed to be no different from when he was in Tokyo.

"It does seem to be."

Yuki Hayakawa relaxed.

"The day after tomorrow, we'll go back early the day after tomorrow." Watanabe suddenly remembered something and said, "The sea breeze is howling outside the window. We've been in Kamakura for half a month. Let's go back to Tokyo. How about it? Is it artistic enough?"

"When you asked that last question, it no longer had anything to do with the word 'artistic'."

Hamabe Ryoko complained without giving any face.

"That's a pity." Watanabe smiled and shrugged, showing no regret at all. "So are you going tomorrow?"

"go."

You'd be a fool not to go.

Hamabe Ryoko thought.

"Where's Yuki?"

He turned his head and looked at her on the other side. "Yes!"

The half-baked hottie gave an answer full of energy.

"Then we'll set off early tomorrow morning!"

Watanabe Yu made the final decision.

It rains heavily at night.

In the flying rain, the figures of the three people were not dim enough, but they were stretched out long in the gentle warm light.

Compared to the three of them who have already embarked on their journey home and are happily planning tomorrow's trip, the media people who arrived at the scene today are already having a headache.

Many people came to Watanabe Yu's rescue as soon as he stepped down, and then put forward various conditions.

One slammed the table, saying that he could offer a top rookie contract, another poured a breath of water into his mouth as if it were wine, and then proudly stated that social resources would be allocated to him, and another directly stated that he would give the best contract in the industry.

But without exception, they were all rejected.

The reason given by Watanabe Yu was surprisingly consistent, which was just a simple sentence: I am still in high school.

The problem is that it would have been fine if he hadn't said that he was still in high school. Once he said that, everyone's eyes lit up even brighter.

The most eye-catching people in this era are nothing more than singers and idols who debuted in high school. The huge sales of their peripheral products every year speaks volumes.

People can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive the market.

"So, do you have any solution?"

A man wearing a beret, a short shirt, and square-framed gold-rimmed glasses looked at the owner of Enoden Session.

"any solution?"

Miyajima Taki was cracking melon seeds while watching the performance of the newcomers on the stage with a raised eyebrow.

Thanks to Watanabe Yu's positive motivation and Youxiang's step-by-step guidance, the JD who was recruited before is now starting to behave properly.

"It's a way to make Mr. Watanabe relax."

The man lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a very sincere tone.

He was the only one among the group who did not offer any "chips".

Initially, when he came, he expected a Class B contract.

The reason is simple. Watanabe Yu is a newcomer. The company he belongs to is a well-known top company in the industry. No matter how talented a newcomer is, they can only give him a contract of this level.
——But the scale is always flexible.

After witnessing Watanabe Yu's performance and listening to his original song, he felt that the level of this contract could be changed.

Why not offer the best contract?
As long as they can sign Watanabe, even if the top contract means they have to give up a lot of profits, as long as the total amount is increased, they will not lose money. Moreover, considering Watanabe's appearance, stage presence, and his mastery of the stage and the audience, as well as his maturity, there is no doubt that signing him is a profitable thing.

As long as he can win over Watanabe, his guaranteed year-end bonus this year will be 1.5 times higher.

"If that's the case, I can't help you." Miyajima Taki shook his head, showing a helpless expression, "Even as his boss, I only have a temporary contract with him, so I can't tell him what to do."

There is no way to interfere with his choices or even make certain decisions for him.

This was the subtext she didn't say out loud, but the meaning was conveyed.

"Isn't he your resident singer here?"

The man heard her subtext and suddenly realized it.

"Yes." Miyajima Taki nodded. "Including today, he has only been here for 14 days. Tomorrow is the 15th day. According to the agreement between him and me, tomorrow will be his last day of singing here."

"..."

Hearing this, the man fell silent.

His intuition told him that Watanabe Yu might have already signed with the company.

The reason is simple. If we carefully review the whole process, from the time when a large number of music critics began to praise Watanabe Yu, to the well-known music critic Matsushima Rie coming out, and then to the arrival of this group of industry insiders, everything seemed to be connected.

The only exception is the post on the Kamakura local forum.

That was an accident.

"I don't think you need to think so much."

Seeing him like this, Miyajima Taki picked up the wine glass and poured a breath of soaked water into his mouth.

In fact, if she had a choice, she would rather drink ice-cold beer, but who can blame her for being a very principled person?

She had to stay sober enough while there were guests.

"what do you mean?"

The man asked uncertainly, taking out an envelope from the lining, placing it on the table and gently pushing it to her.

This is the rule in the industry.

As the middleman, Miyajima Taki can also get part of the "remuneration".

"What if they just aren't interested in being on stage?" Miyajima Taki glanced at the envelope but didn't reach out to take it. "I mean, maybe they just like the feeling of being on stage and aren't interested in anything outside of it."

She had never discussed this issue with Watanabe Yu, but from their conversation, she felt that he did.

After what happened today, her feelings became even stronger.

Other people might do this to wait for a good price, but Watanabe Yu did this...she could only say that he really did it from the heart.

"After becoming a singer, commercial activities and endorsements are a must." The man paused, "No one hates being famous, and it's even harder to resist the feeling of being recognized by so many people and being asked for autographs when walking down the street."

At least that's the case with all the singers he has managed.

Whenever they are recognized and asked for their autographs, the relaxation, happiness, pride and satisfaction mixed together in their expressions cannot be faked.

Of course, they themselves will never admit it.

After all, they have to maintain their consistent on-screen persona.

"The world is so big, there are all kinds of things, isn't it?"

Miyajima Taki pushed the envelope back on the table.

She doesn't mind this little money.

The reason I chatted with him was simply because he was the most polite one among the group.

"...Maybe there really is such a special person." The man pondered for a moment, then stood up. "Thank you for answering my questions. I hope you will accept the small gift in the envelope. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

After bowing slightly, he left the booth and walked out of the bar.

As a professional scout, his qualifications are positively correlated with his thick skin, so being rejected once or twice is no big deal.

There is still one day tomorrow.

In other words, he still has a chance.

As for being rejected, he could only say that he had made the corresponding mental preparation, but as long as he could get Watanabe's contact information, being rejected a few more times would not be a big deal.

It is normal for talented people to be a little arrogant, or to have their own quirks.

It can even be said that it would be strange if it didn't exist.

and so……

I will definitely sign you, Watanabe Yu!

He opened his umbrella and walked into the heavy rain.

Amid the ticking sound, he suddenly felt like he had become the protagonist of a TV series.

(End of this chapter)