Tokyo Love Story

"Upload to the music network."

Beichuan Che gave an answer. This was what he had originally planned. To become famous and outstanding, that was all his alias’s business. Even if this alias became popular, his normal life would not be affected.

The person you are looking for is Zhou Shuren, what does it have to do with me, Lu Xun.jpg

"Oh, that's good." The boss nodded with relief and explained in a friendly manner, "If you go with the physical store, newcomers will easily suffer losses."

The companies nowadays are all ruthless. It would be fine if someone else accepted the song, but if they were given a contract and signed it without reading it carefully, or even if they read it carefully, there are so many rules and regulations that they would fall into trouble if they are not careful. Then who would be sung by this song with great potential to become a big hit would be another matter.

"Thank you for reminding."

Beichuan Che nodded slightly and said thank you. He was always generous in expressing his gratitude for such kindness.

"No, nothing." The boss shook his head and turned to another matter, "What's the name of this song?"

"First love."

"First love..." The boss chuckled thoughtfully, "Indeed, it's very suitable." He paused, "Then, my questions are over, thank you for your answer.

“Also, this song is really good!”

Beichuan Che smiled and nodded as a response.

*

Coming out of the recording studio and coming to the front desk, Yukisa Morishima handed the USB drive back to Kitagawa Che, "Here, everything is in it, including the accompaniment samples, and so on."

"Thank you." Beichuan Che took the USB drive and subconsciously took out his wallet from his pocket. "Hey, how much is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boss, who had already sat on the sofa in front of the store, looked at him and waved his hand.

He hasn't fully recovered from that state yet. The song really has a strong aftertaste, but if he still wants to listen to it, he can only wait for Beichuan Che to upload the song to the music website.

"This won't work."

Beichuan Che shook his head. He never took advantage of this kind of thing. One thing is one thing. Others provided the labor and equipment, so he had to pay them.

"Many people are willing to pay for things they like. For them, the process is sweet. I really like your song. As for the money for using the equipment, I will just regard it as the entrance fee paid in advance by the second audience member."

The boss smiled, and there was a bit more appreciation and reminiscence in his eyes when he looked at Beichuan Che. It seemed that time and space overlapped at this moment.

Once upon a time, he said the same words as him, but the person he said that to later became his vocal teacher, who led him step by step in the music industry, but he retired from this industry early. At the moment before he was about to achieve success, he chose to retreat at the height of his career. Now, it has been almost ten years.

However, his teacher, the somewhat serious old man is still quite famous in the industry today.

"No, each matter must be discussed separately."

Beichuan Che shook his head and declined his kindness.

"That's one thousand yen."

“This price is wrong…”

"This store is mine, and I set the charging standards." The boss looked serious and interrupted Beichuan Che. "It's what I said." Then, he put away his serious expression, smiled, and changed the subject, "But after you upload it, remember to call me after it is approved."

Beichuan Che looked at his boss's persistent expression.

In the end, he still presented the other party's kindness.

After putting one thousand yen on the bar, Kitagawa Che said goodbye to Morishima Yukisa and the boss.

The latter also smiled and waved at him, "Next time if you have a good song, remember to let me know in advance, and I will arrange the time for you to use the recording studio here."

"Thank you."

Beichuan Che thanked him again.

"Don't say thank you to me. The person you should thank today is her."

The boss winked at him quite ambiguously. Just now in the recording studio, he had quietly asked Yukisa Morishima about this, and the latter replied that the two were classmates.

He turned around and looked at Yukisa Morishima at the front desk, "Morishima, it's time to get off work."

Yukisa Morishima was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and her good mood became even brighter.

She was already missing her bed at home.

"Let's go. Close the door when you leave. I also need to pack up. This is the end of my shop today. I have a party waiting for me in the evening."

The boss patted his trouser legs, stood up, turned around and walked into the recording studio to turn off the equipment.

Kitagawa Che and Morishima Yukisa looked at each other and walked out of the store.

Thanks to Ouyu and Liunian Shenyuan for their monthly tickets. Your support is my motivation for writing. Also, please give me a recommendation vote.

Chapter 68: Dare to Speak

Hello everyone, I am your loyal friend who updates my post with 4,000 words every day and never delays.

I originally intended to give this speech when I won the Nobel Prize in Literature, but after thinking about it, I realized that theoretically I probably won’t win, so I’ll say it now. ——This quote was approved by Monthly Girls’ Du Tingbei.

Theoretically, the testimonials for listing need to be sold miserably, but I looked at my collection and written performance.

hiss.

It seems that there is no need to play the victim because it is already miserable enough.

This subject matter and this collection are literal reproductions of classic literary works - "Les Miserables"

Of course, I can only blame myself for this.

This book made a lot of mistakes. In fact, I was vaguely aware of them before I made the first recommendation, but at that time the word count was almost 70,000 words. If I wanted to change it, it would be equivalent to overturning and rewriting the plot of the first few tens of thousands of words, which is no less than deleting the book and reposting it. So I could only continue writing with mixed feelings.

The classic opening is full of bold words, the middle part is full of nonsense, and the end is full of silence. However, as mentioned earlier, this is a problem of my personal level, and I did not handle well what should have been handled well.

I would like to apologize to all the readers who have been following the updates. I am sorry that you have read this not-so-good book.

At the same time, I would like to thank the readers who have read this far. Thank you for your tolerance.

Previously, some readers left messages in the book review section, reflecting problems with the plot, or the main line. There are some obvious errors here, and I have recorded them and made a summary.

But it was the new book season before, so I couldn’t answer some of the questions raised, so I hope you can forgive me.

As a new author, I was not relaxed at the beginning of writing this novel. I was even nervous at one point. A large part of the problems in the early stage came from this nervousness. I was too nervous and forgot what I was good at and what I was not good at.

You all should be able to see that, at the beginning, I hoped that the male lead would get a plagiarized script, preferably without too much pressure, and have some interactions with various pretty girls, so that the emotional aspects could develop naturally.

But in fact, the general writing style of plagiarists requires the protagonist to face an urgent crisis in the early stage, but I did not show this crisis, and as a result, the main plot became unclear.

In the original setting of this book, the protagonist was a reborn person, but by chance, the character of a time traveler was also written.

Thinking about it now, I should have believed in my initial judgment.

The writing style of time travelers is not bad, it has a considerable audience base, but it is not suitable for me because I don’t really understand it.

Maybe because of this self-perception, I wrote the first tens of thousands of words very anxiously and with considerable self-doubt.

At one point, I even got to the point where I would read each chapter over and over again, considering whether every word was used appropriately or not. But in fact, this is unnecessary. The real focus should be on the story, not these things.

It was a pretty tragic lesson.

Then there is another question, which is also a question that many people comment on or are more concerned about, is it stock speculation? Or is it something else?

The multiple-choice question between white moonlight and cinnabar mole is a classic, but if you choose one, you may not be able to keep either one - this is a joke.

Personally, I don’t really like the kind of unsatisfactory ending, do you understand what I mean?

My friends in life sometimes tease me, saying that if I have a choice, I will most likely be defeated by the players with four knives and eight holes.

I have to correct this. At most, that's three cuts and six holes. Any more is impossible.

Fortunately, generally speaking, when life is miserable enough, besides some people who will take the opportunity to give you a couple of dirty tricks and tell you, hey, hey, it can be even worse, there will also be a few good people willing to lend you a helping hand.

Both of my editors are very dedicated and have been very caring towards me as a new author.

The first one is Zi Yue. Although he has resigned now, he is a very kind and reliable social adult. He helped me a lot and listened to many of my complaints during the time when I was particularly anxious. (Thank you again).

The second one is the editor who is responsible for receiving my work. Brother Shiguang is also a very kind and responsible person. If he recommends something, even if my grades are not good, he will try his best to arrange it for me. But my level is not good enough, so I still have to apologize to Brother Shiguang and say hello privately.

But then again, if any of my readers want to try this themselves, they can consider submitting to Shi Guang. He is a really nice person.

There are also several big guys who recommended my chapter. Arc Salt, Basic Unit 01, and Elder Scroll are all very thick. Thank you!

So back to the original topic, it’s time to continue summarizing.

There are many parts of this book that are not well written, maybe the next book... wait, this flag was raised inexplicably.

In short, the lessons learned today will eventually become nourishment for the future.

That sentence is very true. When a person has made all the mistakes he can make, as long as he remembers them, he won't do too badly next time. To sum it up, it's a half-joking statement that there is a promising future.

If I were to be anxious, I am quite anxious now, but it is better now. After all, it is already the final step. Whether I accept it or not, I have to accept it.

What we should be thankful for now is that, for now, the updates are being written a little more naturally.

It won’t take three or four hours to write 2,000 words.

Of course, I know myself that the beginning of this book is not well done, and the first tens of thousands of words are not well written. Needless to say, the performance when it is put on the shelves will be ugly.

But most things are difficult at the beginning, especially jumping from a comfortable environment to a not-so-comfortable environment.

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Too curly.

For this book, I have made an outline for the entire book, and I still want to give it a happy ending. This is an explanation to myself and to the readers who have read along the way to the present.

I really like what one reader said in the comments section, who said that this book “is so sloppily written that it could be used as an appetizer.”

Online texts are like this, the author puts in the effort and the readers kill time. If this book can make you laugh, or even allow you to immerse yourself in it and enter a fantasy world that is not so bad, that will be the greatest comfort to me.

I don’t know why I can talk so much.

In short, in short, please give me a first order.

The support of readers is indeed the foundation of the author's livelihood.

I really like telling stories and don’t want to give up this career too early, even though the road ahead is long and full of potholes.

Well, see you in the new chapter.

I was sitting at my desk in the early morning of March 2023, 3.

Chapter 69 A shared secret [Please order first! ]

After coming out of the recording studio, Kitagawa Che and Morishima Yukisa walked side by side in silence towards the main road of the city.

When he walked out of the alley and reached the intersection, Beichuan Che stopped.

On the pedestrian indicator light opposite the crosswalk, the red stop sign is clearly visible, and the digital countdown still has more than forty seconds.

Kitagawa Che thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at Morishima Yukisa, "Morishima-san, I have to keep going forward at this crossroads."

His subtext is, what about you?

There are three roads at this intersection. Going straight leads to the residential area where he lives, going left leads to the CBD center of Bunkyo Ward, and going right leads to the main road to Chiyoda Ward.

This means there is a two-thirds chance that they will say goodbye.

For Kitagawa Che, this probability is pretty good.

The relationship between him and Yukisa Morishima could not be said to be good or bad. They had some interactions and had become closer to each other. But objectively speaking, in such a slightly delicate relationship, the two of them had very few topics to talk about. If they continued walking together, they would most likely only maintain the same silence as before. Although it was not particularly awkward, it was not a relaxing atmosphere either.

Besides, he could also feel that Yukisa Morishima was not very accustomed to this kind of companionship.

"I'm moving forward too."

Morishima Yukisa raised her eyebrows, and there was an imperceptible ups and downs in her slightly cold voice.

Her home is also in this direction.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Beichuan Che laughed awkwardly and looked away.

A 66 percent chance of losing the bet, what kind of penguin probability is that?

After the words were spoken, silence fell between the two again.

Ding, ding, ding.

The traffic light at the crosswalk changed from red to green, and the students who were playing with their phones on the opposite side of the road put away their phones and walked towards this side.

"time to go."