My daily life with the original diva

As for those important figures, Kimura Hiroshi really couldn't do anything about it, because he wasn't familiar with those guys at all. Unexpectedly, Akina-san helped him solve this problem.

This matter originally had nothing to do with her, and there was no need for her to get involved. Moreover, she was someone who really disliked troubling others. This time, however, she made a special trip to visit Inoue Yosui for his sake and persuaded him.

"It really went to her expense. I'll thank her properly after this is all over." Kimura Hiroshi's eyes were somewhat blank. He didn't know how to thank Nakamori Akina, because inviting such a senior to the press conference could very well ruin her reputation.

No one knows what Nakamori Akina will have to pay in the end. She may have to risk her career because she caused the reputation of her senior. Once the truth comes out, she will not be able to continue to survive in the entertainment industry, which values ​​seniority and experience.

If I have nothing to repay you with, should I offer myself to you?

"You've prepared everything you need, so are you really sure you're okay with this tomorrow? Can you really write a song that will satisfy everyone in just one hour?" Hanami Kaku interrupted Kimura Hiroshi's thoughts, clearly worried; this was a huge gamble.

If he wins the bet, Kimura Hiroshi's fame will explode, and probably everyone in Japan will know about this boy. If he loses, Ken-on will also fall into the abyss along with Kimura Hiroshi.

"Give me some confidence, Mr. President. Let's wait until tomorrow," Kimura Hiroshi said casually.

Chapter Sixty-Four: My On-Site Creation

As 9 p.m. approaches, the press conference that both the entertainment industry and the gossip-loving general public have been eagerly anticipating is about to begin. This press conference will clarify the much-discussed ghostwriting scandal, revealing whether Kimura Hiroshi is a fraudulent charlatan or a true young genius. His performance at this press conference will be crucial in determining the truth.

This reception wasn't just for reporters; it also included the rock singers who were most active in this incident, as well as 500 of Hiroshi Kimura's fans, all of whom would be witnesses.

With over a thousand people in attendance, Yanyin naturally couldn't provide such a large venue, so they had to rent an indoor sports field near Yanyin to hold the reception.

Even before the appointed time, reporters, TV staff, rock musicians, and fans had all arrived, and the entire venue was bustling with noise and discussion.

"What is that kid trying to do? He actually brought his fans here, and there's even a TV station broadcasting it live. Is he going to apologize to everyone watching on TV in front of his fans and admit that someone else wrote his song for him?"

As one of the main figures in this event, Saburo Suzuki and Eri Higashima were also invited to the venue. Many entertainment reporters greeted them, which made them feel an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

But when they saw that there were Kimura Hiroshi's fans and TV broadcasters at the venue, they were a little confused. Shouldn't such a scandal be resolved with a press conference and then disappear without a trace? Why has it become such a big deal?

"Maybe he still wants to try and deny our report?" Higashiyoshi Eri thought of a possibility.

That's certainly possible, but Saburo Suzuki just found it funny. "Our interviews are all real, and there's no use in him denying it. If he's still not convinced, then I'll release the video interview."

"Then I hope that kid won't make a last-ditch effort and die in a humiliating way." Dongchang Yingli agreed.

Both men were full of confidence when a few guys dressed in a very flamboyant style came over to greet them and thank them. They were all from the rock music scene and had been questioning Kimura Hiroshi for a long time without anyone paying attention to them. Now, finally, someone was upholding justice, producing evidence that completely nailed that kid to the spot.

Compared to the gloating of these people, Hiroshi Kimura's fans were filled with worry for him. These girls, mostly in their teens and twenties, were afraid that Hiroshi Kimura would disappear from their sight because of this incident.

“These entertainment reporters are so annoying. They’re all talking nonsense and have caused Kimura-chan so much trouble. We should never buy this magazine called Weekly Bunshun again, and neither should our family.”

"Yes, not only should we not buy it ourselves, but we should also prevent others from buying it. We should protest at newsstands, make them lose sales and go out of business, and make them cause trouble for Kimura-chan."

The girls caught up in the fandom don't care about the facts; all they want is for the companies that are causing trouble for their idols to go bankrupt as soon as possible, or better yet, disappear forever.

Backstage, Hiroshi Kimura had already arrived, along with Yosui Inoue. He not only came alone, but also brought the Anzen Chitai band with him. This allowed Hiroshi Kimura to meet another future big name, Koji Tamaki. At this time, Anzen Chitai had just released its first single, "Wine Red Heart." In terms of seniority in the entertainment industry, Koji was even more of a newcomer than Hiroshi Kimura.

At this moment, Inoue Yosui was wearing sunglasses and had a "keep away" look on his face. He looked really arrogant, just like Kitano Takeshi, and resembled the leader of a Yakuza group.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Inoue, for coming. I am truly sorry for the inconvenience. I also thank everyone from the safe zone who came." Since the other party was willing to come and witness for him, Kimura Hiroshi was naturally very polite, after all, the other party had taken a great risk to come.

After staring at Kimura Hiroshi for a while, Inoue Yosui finally spoke, "He is indeed young, too young for his age. You don't look like you've been through a lot. Kimura-san, to tell you the truth, I don't trust you, I trust those songs."

"Ah, I know. It's always hard for young people to believe they have extraordinary abilities. I'll compose a piece at the reception later, and then Mr. Inoue will know whether I'm lying or not." Kimura Hiroshi didn't mind Inoue Yosui's words and told him what he was going to do later.

These words stunned Inoue Yosui and the members of the Anzen Chitai band. (Is this a live composition?)

"Composing live? Kimura, are you crazy? How long would that take? No one will patiently wait a day or several days." Inoue Yosui felt that Kimura Hiroshi must have gone mad, and wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

He originally thought that Hiroshi Kimura would produce evidence of his composition, such as the revised and composed pieces and his own creative insights, but he didn't expect that Kimura would want to compose on the spot.

Composing music isn't something that happens overnight; it requires inspiration and refinement. Writing a piece of music can take a few days at most, and a good piece might take several months to polish. Who can wait for you to write for such a long time?

“One hour, Mr. Inoue, I only need one hour,” Kimura Hiroshi said confidently.

This time, it wasn't just Inoue Yosui who was upset; even Tamaki Koji, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but say, "Are you crazy? You must be crazy. How could you possibly write a composition on a random topic in an hour? This isn't a Chinese writing exam."

"He's gone mad, President Hanami. Take him to a mental hospital right now, instead of holding some kind of reception here," Inoue Yosui said to Hanami Kagami, who was standing next to him. Although he was crazy, it was just his personality, not that he was really insane.

Hanami Kaku was also in an awkward situation and could only give Inoue Yosui an apologetic smile. He didn't really trust Kimura Hiroshi to write a song in an hour, but now that things had come to this point, there was no turning back. He could only grit his teeth and keep going. What if he actually managed to write it?

"Just think of me as crazy, but Mr. Inoue, don't you want to see what the piece I write in an hour will look like? If I write it, the expressions of everyone here will probably be hilarious. And don't you want to leave your mark on such a memorable scene?" Kimura Hiroshi used reverse psychology to provoke Inoue Yosui, who was about to back down.

As someone with a somewhat eccentric personality, Inoue Yosui found this tactic very useful. He was genuinely curious to see what kind of scene it would be; it seemed quite interesting.

He thought for a moment and then nodded. "Okay, then I'll see what you're capable of. If you can't write it or write it well, then I'll definitely make trouble for you. I'm also a member of the Composers Association. I'll blacklist you, kid, and let you play me for a fool."

Chapter Sixty-Five: Clashes with the Media

"Sachiko, Sachiko, come quick, the show you're watching has started." Her mother's voice came, and Sachiko rushed out of her room and into the living room. Her younger sister and mother were sitting in front of the television, watching the live broadcast that had just begun.

Currently, only one host is presenting information about the press conference on the show; the real protagonist has not yet appeared.

"Sister, you went to Kimura Hiroshi's fan meeting last time. What kind of person is he? Are his songs really ghostwritten?" the younger sister asked with concern. Ever since she saw Kimura Hiroshi's face last time, she had become somewhat captivated and had become a fan, though not a die-hard one.

When asked this, Sachiko Kamachi didn't know how to answer. After all, they had only sung one song on stage, and the young man seemed to be a bit of a womanizer. However, she really didn't know whether he wrote the song himself or someone else did.

So all she could say was, "Probably not. He's a very talented person; he wouldn't do something like that."

Her words were perfunctory, but her younger sister was delighted to hear them. A smile appeared on her face, and she turned to watch TV with a much more relaxed expression.

The simultaneous live broadcast of this press conference by Fuji, Tokyo, and FBS television stations was a huge show of respect for Kimura Hiroshi. Countless people watched the press conference, all waiting to see how Kimura Hiroshi would handle the current situation.

At nine o'clock, the press conference started on time. However, the first person to come out was not Kimura Hiroshi, but the president Hanami Kaku. This is a tradition in the Japanese entertainment industry. If a popular artist from a certain agency gets into trouble, the president will be the first to come forward and explain the situation.

The flashbulbs went off, and the TV cameras were pointed at Hanami He, waiting to see what he was going to say.

"Thank you all for coming. I apologize for the trouble I caused you all recently." After saying this, Hua Jianhe stood up to apologize. It's a tradition to bow first, whether there's a reason or not.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the reporters below became a little anxious, and some couldn't help but ask questions.

"President Hanami, is the Kimura-san ghostwriting incident true? And who is that ghostwriter?"

"President Hanami, will Kimura-san intervene?"

……

A barrage of questions came at him, but Hanami Kaku remained remarkably calm and offered no answers. He sat down again and waited until everyone had stopped before speaking, “I’d like to respond here. Ken-on did not ask anyone to ghostwrite for Kimura-san, but I think no one would believe that. So, let’s have Kimura-san answer this question, and also let Inoue Yosui be our witness.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hiroshi Kimura and Yosui Inoue walked out from behind, and the whole venue was in an uproar. Everyone was guessing whether the person who ghostwrote for Hiroshi Kimura was Mr. Inoue, who is a master of rock and folk music.

Kimura Hiroshi, dressed in a formal suit, sat down and had Inoue Yosui sit on the other side of Hanami Kagami. As soon as he appeared, the reporters seized the opportunity and immediately bombarded him with countless questions.

"Kimura-san, is the report in Weekly Bunshun true? You really haven't studied songwriting?"

"Kimura-san, was this Mr. Inoue Yosui the one who wrote for you?"

"Kimura-san, after causing such a huge scandal, are you planning to retire?"

Sitting there, Hiroshi Kimura didn't rush to answer these malicious questions. Instead, he sat there calmly, looking relaxed. This made the reporters even more dissatisfied. This kid, you've caused such a big scandal and you're still so arrogant. Shouldn't you be trembling with fear?

When everyone had asked enough questions, Kimura Hiroshi gestured for them to stop talking. Once the reporters quieted down, Kimura Hiroshi spoke into the microphone, "You all have too many questions for me to answer. So I'll answer the most important one first: I wrote all of these songs myself. No one ghostwrote them."

A clamor erupted as he denied it, but some knew he would deny it. At that moment, Suzuki Saburo stood up and said, "Kimura-san, you've denied it. Does that mean you're saying our investigative report is false?"

He was very confident; he hadn't fabricated any information in this investigation and wasn't afraid of a confrontation at all.

Hiroya Kimura nodded in agreement, saying, "There's nothing wrong with your investigative report. It's true, or rather, it's the truth that you've selected. When I was in my hometown of Saitama, I only studied singing and I didn't study songwriting."

He admitted it again, and the uproar died down. Everyone was confused. What did this kid mean? Was he just playing with them? One minute he denied it, the next he admitted it.

"What does Kimura-san mean? It's ridiculous that someone who hasn't studied songwriting can write songs that amaze even seasoned songwriters." Suzuki Saburo paused for a moment and questioned.

Shifting his body to make himself more comfortable, Hiroshi Kimura said with a smile, "Would you believe me if I said I was self-taught in songwriting?"

"Are you treating everyone like fools, Kimura-san?"

"That's right, Kimura-san, you've gone too far. We don't want to joke around with you here."

The reporters present were furious. Was this kid really going to throw caution to the wind and just mess with everyone?

“I’m not kidding you guys, okay? Actually, there’s only one core issue in this whole incident, which is that I can’t compose songs. I didn’t learn it back home, and I’ve only been in Tokyo for half a year, so it’s impossible for me to learn it, right?” Kimura Hiroshi directly brought up the core issue.

This is indeed the core issue, and no one present or watching on television would deny it: if Kimura Hiroshi didn't have time to study and create, how could he possibly create?

Seeing that no one had any objections, Kimura Hiroshi continued, "In that case, I'll compose a new song on the spot. What do you think? If I can't write it, then I'll write it for you. If I do write it, then those who spoke ill of me should apologize to me."

The incident caused an uproar. Kimura Hiroshi was provoking the media. No artist had ever dared to create something on the spot. Did you have that ability?

“Creating on-site? Does Kimura-san intend to make us wait here for days? Sorry, we don’t have that time.”

"Exactly, we don't have that much time to waste here."

As entertainment reporters, they knew the difficulty of song creation. They originally thought that Hiroshi Kimura would produce some evidence to prove himself, but they didn't expect him to want to create on the spot. This was really ridiculous. A song takes at least a few days to create. Where would they get so much time to waste?

"A few days? No need. Since I said I can teach myself to write, then writing a song won't take me several days. I only need an hour, no, forty-five minutes. Give me forty-five minutes, and I can write a song." An arrogant and confident aura emanated from Hiroshi Kimura.

The female fans present screamed continuously when they saw him like this. They loved Kimura Hiroshi like this, he was simply exuding domineering aura.

"Ha, forty-five minutes, Kimura-san is really confident, far beyond ordinary people. You didn't have someone write it down in advance and then bring it here to fool us, did you?" Suzuki Saburo questioned.

The reporters present all shared this view, believing that such an operation was highly likely to occur.

At this moment, assistant Mieko came over to deliver blank sheet music. Kimura Hiroshi took it in his hands and then replied, "You are right. In that case, let Mr. Suzuki and those friends in the rock circle who question me determine the theme of the song."

"You have three minutes to come up with a theme for me, and I'll create my piece on these blank musical notation lines. By the way, you might doubt that the piece is already created on these lines, so please check them first."

After handing the sheet music to the reporters below for inspection, Kimura Hiroshi continued, "Give me a challenge. If I can't write it, I will voluntarily retire and never set foot in the entertainment industry again. That will convince me and everyone else. How about that?"

Since things have come to this point, it would seem unreasonable for them not to accept. Suzuki Saburo nodded and said, "Alright, then let's convince you. Gentlemen, let's discuss and give him a creative theme. I don't believe that someone as talented as him can learn to compose songs on his own in just over half a year."

The musical staff was quickly checked and found to be completely blank. The TV cameras even gave it a close-up so that all the viewers could see it.

The topic that Suzuki Saburo and the people in the rock scene discussed quickly came up. Suzuki Saburo said, "Since Kimura-san wants to compose on the spot, let's write a song for your mother. The quality should be at least similar to your last single, and no rock elements are allowed."

Immediately, the noise at the scene reached its peak, but this time it wasn't directed at Kimura Hiroshi, but at Suzuki Saburo, because his demands were simply too outrageous.

Chapter Sixty-Six has actually been written.

"Mr. Akiyuki, how is it? How is it?" Nakamori Akina, still in her performance outfit from the show recording, rushed into the backstage dressing room, panting, and asked Akiyuki Yoshizawa, who had been watching the press conference on TV in the dressing room, completely ignoring the TV station staff next to her.

While watching the live TV broadcast, Akiyuki Yoshizawa saw Nakamori Akina rushing over in her disheveled stage outfit and wanted to scold her for being so careless about her appearance, but then decided against it.

Akina Nakamori originally wanted to cancel her TV program to attend Hiroshi Kimura's press conference, but Hiroshi Kimura, upon learning of this, stopped her, and Akina Nakamori obediently went to participate in the recording of the TV station's New Year's program.

Although she was recording a program, her mind was entirely on the press conference. During the break, she immediately rushed over to ask about the situation. Akiyuki Yoshizawa knew that scolding her at this time would not do any good.

"Kimura-san wants to compose a song live. That guy named Suzuki Saburo wants Kimura Hiroshi to write a song for his mother. It has to have the pop style of his previous songs, and the quality has to be no lower than Kimura-san's previous singles," Akiyuki Yoshizawa said with some concern.

He had heard "Gaining Through Losing" many times. The melody was melodious and beautiful, and it could be considered a famous song. It would be very difficult to write such a song in an hour, let alone write it for his mother.