My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

"President, you've arrived! Please come inside and sit down with me."

"Shiraishi-kun, aren't you surprised that I arrived so early?"

"Oh, right? President, why are you here so early?"

"miss you."

Shiraishi Sawa ruffled Soga Kiri's hair, saying with a mix of helplessness and amusement:

"See, this is why I don't ask."

"Shiraishi-kun, you're so smart. Could you rub my hair a little more?"

"I'll definitely do it next time." Shiraishi Sawa smoothed the girl's disheveled hair again.

“Their voices are so beautiful,” Soga Kirei said.

The singing segment has officially begun, and the two girls' voices, along with the accompaniment, are being released from the speakers.

However, Zang Qiyong quickly pressed pause.

"My breath control is a bit off for this line. Let's go back to the previous line and start singing again. If I don't stop, we'll continue."

Zang Qiyong spoke into the microphone in front of him, and his words were quickly transcribed and displayed on the monitor in the recording studio.

The two girls inside made an 'OK' gesture.

"Are the requirements that strict? I think it sounds great." Although Zang Qiyong was wearing headphones, Suwo Wulian deliberately lowered her voice.

“It was their own request,” Shiraishi Sawa shook his head and answered in a very low voice, “They wanted it to be good enough to be released as a record.”

"Do we have to do it too? That's so strict." Soga Kirei, who had never deliberately studied singing but could sing on her own, expressed her concern.

“As long as Sang doesn’t know, then you two don’t need to. But if she does know, you two will probably need to.” Shiraishi Zexiu thought for a moment and came to this conclusion.

"Then I'll ask them later not to tell Ichiru."

"This is a good idea," Shiraishi Zexiu praised. "After all, our department's theme is a short film, and the background music is just icing on the cake."

"Oh, right, Shiraishi-kun." Soga Kirei seemed to have suddenly remembered something and said to Shiraishi Sawashu.

"what happened?"

"After these past few days of trying, maybe I won't have to visit relatives and friends with my mother anymore. Then I might be able to come to your house on the first or second day of the Lunar New Year. I'll try again and see if I can spend the Lunar New Year at your place."

"No, Chairman."

"Huh? Why?" Suwo Wulian grabbed the corner of her skirt and asked nervously.

"It's okay to come on the 1st, but you still need to spend the New Year with your family. If you don't spend time with your mother, she will be very sad."

Shiraishi Sawa had never heard Soga Kirei mention her father, and he felt it wasn't right to leave her mother alone for the New Year.

"Oh~" Soga Kirei nodded seriously and breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand, then I'll go on the first."

"it is good."

......

"Ah, I'm so tired, singing is so tiring."

Kuramochi Sakura hugged Takanashi Yuuko's slender waist from behind as they walked out of the recording studio, speaking weakly.

The tightly bound clothes accentuated the grandeur of Mount Everest, truly befitting its status as the world's highest peak!

After glancing at Shiraishi Zexiu and confirming that he wasn't looking at her, Soga Kiri straightened her back.

"Ms. Kuramochi, this is the current semi-finished product." Zang Qiyong pressed a button, and the speaker played music from beginning to end.

"From my perspective, there are basically no problems. After our post-production color correction, the version you receive in a few days should be even more perfect."

"Okay, I got it. By the way, could you lengthen the instrumental part in the middle a bit, making the song's total length nine minutes and sixteen seconds?"

"Understood!" Zang Qiyong stood up, bowed, and accepted the order. "I'll go get the first belt!"

Zang Qiyong then left the room.

"The music video is already edited?" Shiraishi Sawa asked upon hearing this.

"Well, it was filmed a long time ago, so I had someone edit it for me. Do you want to see it, Shiraishi-kun?"

Editing is a complex and technically demanding task. Kuramochi Sakura did not require herself to learn and edit, but outsourced it to others, just like Ichiyo Ichii.

"No, I'll go see it myself when the time comes. By the way, Mr. Kuramochi, do we charge admission?"

Despite having a salary of 3,000 yen, Shiraishi Sawa still wanted a share of the profits.

“No,” Kuramochi Sakura shook her head, the answer was exactly what Shiraishizawa Hide had expected, “but people who come need to write down their names, and I still have to have a final competition with Ichiryu Chiyo to see who gets more visitors!”

"Got it. I'll secretly bring a few hundred classmates over to watch and help you defeat that fox. I've been annoyed with her for a long time, just like you."

The principle of being a fence-sitter: Speak human language to people, and ghost language to ghosts, because the chairman won't betray you anyway.

"Did you hear that, you bad woman! Even though Shiraishi-kun is in two departments, his heart is with me!" Kuramochi Sakura said to Shiraishi Sawah behind him.

"Kuramochi-san, you've gone astray and are starting to scare people."

Wait a minute, Kuramochi-san would never lie. Such realistic movements and a smug expression... could it be...?

Is that so?

Chiyo's voice rang in Shiraishi Sawa's ears. Her voice was like the thawed spring water, cold and crisp. The girl's chin rested on Shiraishi Sawa's right shoulder, and she blew air into Shiraishi Sawa's cheek.

You can feel the gentle, jade-like warmth of Mount Fuji on your back.

Only her height could barely make it happen.

"Of course not. This is a recording studio. Have you heard of the ghost stories about recording studios? People here, especially tall ones who are close to the speakers above their heads, say things that are the opposite of what they really think. You can't believe them."

As Shiraishi Zexiu made up an excuse, he glanced back and saw that the door to the room was ajar; Zang Qiyong hadn't even closed it when he left.

Bad review. If it weren't for the fact that this was Kuramochi Sakura's money, I would definitely give it a bad review.

This is clearly a case of poor service.

"There's such a strange tale?" Chiyo gently stroked Shiraishi Sawa's hair, 'accidentally' pulling out two strands.

"Baby fox who will go bald." Shiraishi Zexiu used one hand to grab both of the other's hands on the back of his head and pull them to the side, making him look restrained.

"Is that your reason for talking badly about me behind my back?" Chiyo Ichigo raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Who told you not to tell me sooner, or at least knock on the door first? I could have staged a scene where I was saying nice things to you. Be careful next time, don't make such a silly mistake again."

"Okay, you can let go now. It's uncomfortable to hold you like that." Chiyo looked helpless against Shiraishi Sawa, shook her hand, and gestured for him to let go with a look of disgust. "Have you eaten yet? It's time to eat."

"Oh right, it's almost 11:30, time to eat!"

As a self-made man, Shiraishi Sawa is always on the front line in these kinds of matters, not because he's afraid of Chiyo's revenge and that's why he's the first to rush out.

--

In the afternoon, Shiraishi Sawa Hideaki went in first to record a few lines from the movie, and then Ichiyo Ichiriki and Su Wulian went in to record.

"What song is this?" Kuramochi Sakura asked.

“Like snowflakes dancing in the sky,” Shiraishi Sawa replied.

"It sounds so good, I'll listen to it when I get back."

"The song is nice, but the song is really good with your voices. It's a pity that adding my voice turns it into just a simple song." Shiraishi Zexiu shook his head and sighed, somewhat regretfully.

After all, after sending the voice message in the group, I listened to it myself and it was only slightly terrible.

Because Chiyo doesn't have particularly high requirements for song quality, the recording process was exceptionally quick this time.

"What do we do now?" The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

It's only 3 PM now, not really the right time for dinner.

"Let's find a photo studio to take the poster. If we move the plans forward, we can go home and rest earlier tonight," suggested Shiraishi Sawa, who had been exhausted for several weeks.

"alright."

"By the way, Fox, it's easy to come up with a title for Kuramochi-san's song 'Fireworks' since he sang it himself and made his own music video. What should we call our movie?"

“Yes, a movie definitely needs a title.” Chiyo pinched her chin, lost in thought. “Soga, do you have any ideas?”

“I hadn’t thought about it before. Maybe ‘White Winter’ or ‘Shiraishi Sawa Hide’s Choice’? I’m not very good at naming things.”

“I think the first one is better,” Shiraishi Sawa interrupted. “The name ‘Shiraishi Sawa’ is not suitable for the title. Besides, I still don’t understand why the characters in the movie have to use their real names. Seriously, the male lead could actually be called Kimura Takuya.”

Shiraishi Sawa also used his own name on Kuramochi Sakura's side.

"Because we made the movie for the school festival, and you and Suga are both popular figures at school, using our real names will make us more memorable."

“The five of us seem to be quite famous at school,” Shiraishi Sawah remarked.

"The young lady shines wherever she goes."

"Could you please act as a reflector while I'm taking photos, Miss?" Shiraishi Sawa said after glancing at Ichiyo.

"Can't you speak like a human being?!"

Shiraishi Sawah ran forward quickly, and after maintaining a certain distance, turned around and made a face at Ichiriki Chiyo.

Chiyo, wearing high heels, couldn't run, and even if she could, she couldn't outrun him. She could only express her disdain from afar, while the boy in the distance naturally didn't care at all.

However, considering that a name still hadn't been chosen, Shiraishi Sawa returned to the team after giving her a few back rubs as payment.

"How about 'White Winter'? The president has chosen a good one. I'm terrible at naming things."

No, not really. Shiraishi Sawa remembered that he had given Mimi a name as fitting as 'Yuko'.

"Then let's go with 'White Winter'. What should we use for the tagline... Ah, I don't read many books. Su Wo, I'll leave the artsy tagline to you."

“Okay.” Soga Kirei nodded, then turned to Shiraishi Sawa and asked, “Would you mind if your name was on the promotional material?”

"It's alright, it was just a joke. Feel free to use it, you can even title it 'Shiraishi Sawa's Choice' if you want." Shiraishi Sawa nodded with a smile.

"Okay, but it might not work. I need to go back and think about it. I'll post it in the group for you guys to see later."

Okay.

The five of them then did a preliminary planning session at the photo studio, outlining the positions and poses of the people in the two posters. They took the photos, but instead of having the studio owner Photoshop them, they planned to take them back and outsource the rest.

It's nice to have money.

For dinner, we went to a top-notch kaiseki restaurant. Because the girls deliberately controlled their food intake, Shiraishi Sawa Hide ate his fill.