Tokyo Love Story

Sitting in the recording studio, Yukisa Morishima, who had just finished recording the accompaniment demo, looked at Kitagawa Che, who was humming a tune softly with his eyes closed behind the glass, and suddenly she had an indescribable complex feeling.

This classmate of hers seemed to be much better than she had imagined.

He was at the top of the class in school and got along very well with his classmates. Taking all these into consideration, he seemed to get enough sleep every day. At least she had never seen him with dark circles under his eyes. Right now, he even had the energy to explore the field of music. The most important thing was that he didn't just give it a try, but actually produced some work.

When she was recording the accompaniment demo just now, the more she played, the stronger this feeling became.

A good song can resonate with people's emotions. Obviously, this song fully meets this prerequisite. Even if she only played the music score, she could still make such a conclusion decisively.

Beichuan Che on the other side of the glass stopped humming the lyrics, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on her face.

Yukisa Morishima tilted her head, leaned over to the microphone in the recording studio and asked quietly, "Are you ready?"

Beichuan Che nodded and made an OK gesture.

He once heard of a tricky way to get into the mood of a song, which was to put himself in the emotional state of the lyrics as much as possible, by watching MVs, going out for a walk, or calling up plot clips in his mind that were related to that emotion and giving himself crazy psychological hints.

What a coincidence, before traveling through time, Beichuan Che was one of those first loves that ended in vain.

After repeatedly thinking about how he felt when his confession was rejected, he suddenly found his state of mind.

Now, the only thing that worries Beichuan Che is his music level which has just reached level 3. Only in music, the learning panel really tells him what it means to get half the result with twice the effort and there is no way to improve it.

"Let's start."

Yukisa Morishima opened the accompaniment demo and looked at Kitagawa Che who was standing in front of the radio with a little anticipation.

She did not use monitoring headphones, but chose to listen to the monitoring speakers. The sound insulation effect of the recording studio was very good, and there were only two of them on the scene, so she simply thought about listening with monitoring headphones a second time.

A melodious yet slightly melancholy prelude sounded, Beichuan Che closed his eyes, and all kinds of memories of the past flooded into his mind.

His heart inexplicably calmed down at this moment, and he no longer thought about whether the music level was high enough. He began to sing the song as if telling a story.

【May rain is green】

Green May Rain

【A sad afternoon for one person】

Teach people to fall into sadness

【Warmth of thoughts at the end of the year

Warming up the fruitless thoughts

Listening to Kitagawa Che's low yet extremely clear voice, Morishima Yukisa's expression was a little dazed for a moment. To be fair, his singing level was not amazing, and it was even difficult for him to reach the entry level of a professional singer. But the problem was his age, and judging from his usual appearance, it was obvious that he had not mastered this skill which required a long period of practice for long time.

Under such circumstances, the fact that he could achieve this was beyond her imagination, or in other words, compared to most of his peers, he was already too strong.

The most crucial point is that in addition to basic skills, singing also requires emotional investment. All cultural works are like this. Either through text, or by listening to the sounds and looking at the pictures, the audience can feel what the author of the work wants to convey.

What he wanted to convey was...

Yukisa Morishima could feel as if an electric shock had passed through her back, and she was somewhat drawn into his slightly sad atmosphere.

Kitagawa Che in the recording studio continued singing to himself.

【好きだよと言えずにFirst Loveは】

I can't tell you I like you

The Heart of Fine Craftsmanship

First love is like a heart that is hesitant to speak

【After school, I walk in the school yard and I walk around the school grounds】

After class you run around the campus

[Far and away servant lord]

I'm always looking for you from a distance

【A shallow dream】

This shallow dream

【chest

Lingering in my heart

Click.

There was a slight sound of the door being pushed open, and the owner of the recording studio, with a flushed face, who had obviously drunk some wine, came over and peeked in through the crack in the door at the scene inside the recording studio.

He originally planned to drink a few more times, but then he thought that the girl introduced by his friend was too young, so he was still worried and decided to come over to take a look. If he could make it in time, he would help to fulfill the appointment, and it would not be too late to go to the party in the evening afterwards.

【Sunset Color】

Apricot sunset

【帰り道one man's flute blowingいて】

On the way home I whistled alone

【Name before calling

I dare not call your name

Heart View

My heart has already been captured by you, and you are the only one in my eyes

The boss, who had been planning to leave after listening to just a snippet, was stunned. He had never heard this song before, but based on the melody and lyrics of this short snippet that he happened to hear, it was enough for him to give a very high evaluation of the song in his heart.

After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity. He gently pushed the door open, quietly found a small stool by the wall, sat down, and listened quietly.

【好きだよと言えずにFirst Loveは】

I can't tell you I like you

The Heart of Fine Craftsmanship

First love is like a heart that is hesitant to speak

【风に武った花びらが】

Petals fluttering in the wind

【The water surface is in chaos

Seems to disturb the calm water

【Love and Love Word Book

Write the word love

Here]

When I was trembling

【A shallow dream】

This shallow dream

【chest

Lingering in my heart

For no reason, the boss held his breath and lowered his eyebrows. He felt inexplicably gloomy. The boy's voice seemed to have some kind of magic that could pull him back to that hot summer afternoon. Among the cicadas' chirping and the spots of light cast by the leaves in the shade of the trees, he suddenly saw the girl with the lovely smile who had been haunting him in his dreams.

call.

Unable to suppress it, he took a deep breath and forced the sour and regretful emotions back into his heart.

【After school, I walk in the school yard and I walk around the school grounds】

After class you always run around the campus

【Exploring the distant servant

I'm always looking for you from a distance

【A shallow dream】

This shallow dream

【chest

Lingering in my heart

As the last paragraph of the lyrics quietly fell, the accompaniment of the acoustic guitar became increasingly lonesome.

Before the accompaniment demo was about to end, Beichuan Che sighed softly, as if affected by his own emotions.

When the accompaniment ends, the recording stops automatically.

Neither the boss in the recording studio nor Yukisa Morishima spoke. They both just remained silent, and neither of them had recovered from the singing.

Have a happy Friday everyone, see you tomorrow~

Chapter 67 One Thousand Yen

When Beichuan Che recovered from his immersed state and focused his attention again, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Even through the glass of the recording studio, he could still feel the two burning gazes inside falling on his face.

"Um, is there something wrong?"

Beichuan Che asked with some uncertainty.

"No."

Therefore, Morishima Yukisa was the first to recover from her shock. She shook her head and was about to reach out for the monitoring headphones, but her boss put them on first.

"Let me listen to it first."

The fat boss showed an apologetic expression. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. The feeling of being completely influenced and driven by the singer's emotions, until he was pulled into the world created by the singer and immersed in it, giving him a sense of relaxation.

Yukisa Morishima glanced at her boss and nodded. She was not particularly surprised by his sudden appearance. Just now, she had caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye. However, because they were recording a song, she only glanced at him and quickly looked away, refocusing her attention and immersing herself in the song.

After pressing the replay button, Morishima Yukisa gave Kitagawa Che a look that said 'you can come out now'.

"Pass it once?"

Beichuan Che asked with some uncertainty.

Just now was the first time he entered a state similar to selflessness, with only himself and the story he was about to tell in his heart.

"Can you go in again in that state just now?"

Yukisa Morishima looked at Che Kitagawa and asked with some confusion.

"I can't."

Beichuan Che shook his head. He knew his own business and he would not be able to go in again in this state for a short time.

To put it in a mysterious way, that state is selflessness. In those novels about cultivating immortals, it is a state of enlightenment. To put it in plain words, it is a state of total commitment, which is not easy to replicate.

In the future, as his musical level improves, perhaps he will be able to enter this state more easily, but who can say for sure.

"Then there's no need to record again." Morishima Yukisa gave him a look to relax, and her slightly cold voice was rarely gentler, "You sang very well just now."

"That……"

"Young man, may I ask you a question?"

The boss pressed the pause button, put down the monitoring headphones, and somewhat abruptly interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Uh, you are?"

Beichuan Che looked at the pot-bellied middle-aged man with some confusion. When he called last night, a man did answer the phone, but that voice was very attractive, making it easy for people to think that the person on the other end of the phone was a handsome guy. The voice of the middle-aged man in front of him was somewhat similar to the voice on the phone, but the figure did not quite match.

"I'm the owner of this store. I was the one who answered your reservation call last night."

The boss introduced himself.

"Oh, hello, may I ask?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Beichuan Che's eyes, and then he felt relieved.

Before entering the society, who is not a young man? When the schedule is full, one deadline after another is coming, and there are endless social events, who can squeeze out the time to exercise and maintain their body?

"Are you planning to upload this song to a music website, or do you plan to do it in a physical form?"

There was a little more eagerness in the boss's eyes.