Tokyo Love Story

Normally, she would never say such things, but because the book was so well written, she was completely immersed in the story.

She liked both heroines too much, and she hoped they would have a good enough ending.

"I do not know."

Kashiwagen Shiori shook her head.

As an author, she only wrote the story she imagined. Maybe the heroine has some of her own shadow, or maybe not, but she cannot interfere with the fate of the characters in her work with her own will.

"Perhaps..." Takeda Risa suddenly realized that she had overstepped her bounds and swallowed the words she wanted to say. She retracted her gaze and said, "Sorry, I was a little emotional."

She wanted to say that as an author, you should be able to make the plot round out, but she also realized that this was interfering with Shiori Kashiwagen's writing, which was inconsistent with the discussion style they always adhered to.

"It's nothing."

Kashiwagen Shiori shook her head to show her understanding, then sorted out the signed contract in her hand and handed it back to Takeda Risa.

"Anyway, the only thing left for this manuscript is to help you proofread the typos. The rest of the problems are not a problem." Takeda Risa took the contract and put it into the compartment of her briefcase. She closed her laptop and put her hands back in. "Next, there is another author who wants to talk to me, so I'll take my leave now."

"Okay." Kashiwagen Shiori nodded slightly, and reminded Takeda Risa, who was subconsciously about to wave to the waiter to pay the bill, "Sister Risa, I have already paid the bill."

"Ok."

Takeda Risa put down her hand, picked up her briefcase, and waved to Kashiwamoto Shiori.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

As soon as she finished speaking, Takeda Risa hurriedly pushed the door open and rushed to another place.

Her work appointments are always like this, full every day.

Then, it's time to wait for her.

Kashiwagen Shiori withdrew her gaze from watching Takeda Risa leave, took out her cell phone, checked the time, and quietly waited for the arrival of another person.

Jingle Bell.

The doorbell of the cafe rang.

Dressed in a shirt and trousers, looking boyish, Tsugumi Seina pushed the door open and walked in.

Without waiting for the waiter in charge of welcoming guests to greet her, Tsugumi Seina took the initiative to point to the corner where Kashiwagen Shiori was sitting, indicating that she was there to keep an appointment.

"A caramel macchiato."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

After sitting down, Tsuchiya Seina breathed a sigh of relief, reached out for a piece of toilet paper, and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"It's hot outside."

Seeing Tsugumi Seina like this, Kashiwagen Shiori smiled, took out a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to Tsugumi Seina.

"Aha." Tsugumi Seirina took the wet wipes from Kashiwagen Shiori and nodded, "You could have described it more vividly. I almost melted in the sun."

"This summer is much hotter than previous years." Kashiwagen Shiori echoed, and then asked, "Rina-sister, what do you want to eat later?"

"I'm fine with either." After wiping the sweat off her forehead, Tsugumi Seina raised her eyebrows and looked at Kashiwagen Shiori with some doubts, and then asked the question, "I already know what you told me on Line, and I agreed to it, but I want to know. Did you get your family's consent this time?"

"They agreed."

Kashiwagen Shiori nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"So, how soon do you plan to move in? And how long do you plan to stay?"

Tsugumi Seirina asked.

"Next Thursday, or next Friday." Kashiwagen Shiori thought for a while. She packed her luggage and finished the things at hand temporarily. She still had to stay for a few more days. "If I stay, I might bother you, Sister Rina, for a long time."

"Shiori-chan, let's not talk about bothering you anymore. It's too formal." Tsugumi Seirina waved her hand. "It's just..." Her expression seemed a little subtle. "I may need to work harder on the issue of eating."

"Why is it so difficult?" Kashiwagen Shiori was stunned for half a second. In her impression, Tsugumi Seina has always been a player who eats out for free.

Could it be...

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, "As for the food expenses, I'll pay for it."

"No." Tsugumi Seina shook her head. "You misunderstood me. I'm eating with someone now, so..."

"Oh." Kashiwa Yuan Shizhi nodded as if she suddenly understood something, and then she changed the subject, "It doesn't matter, it will be the same if I go out to eat by myself later."

"That's not necessary." Tsugumi Seirina shook her head. She lowered her eyebrows, and her expression was somewhat subtle. "I'll go and ask him shamelessly when the time comes."

Anyway, you are all acquaintances.

She added these words slowly in her heart.

Thanks to teachers such as Guanwei Mimangren and Gao Shiqin for their monthly tickets. Your support is my motivation for writing.

Chapter 113 I’m fine

July 12, midsummer, Tuesday, 2:40 p.m.

Kitagawa Tetsu and Morishima Yukisa met outside the convenience store where they parted last time.

After a simple greeting, the two walked side by side towards the recording studio.

Kitagawa Che had already made an appointment with the recording studio last night, so there was no need to worry that the boss, who was not in the business for profit but purely out of interest, would go out for a party again.

"Regarding the song we are going to record this time, Kitagawa-san, are you... sure?"

After the two walked for a distance, it was Yukisa Morishima who took the initiative to speak and broke the silence between them.

Last night on Line, Kitagawa Che talked to her about his ideas for this time, and also sent her the music score and lyrics.

The new song he was going to record was still in a sentimental style, with beautiful tune, sad melody and refined lyrics. In the recording of the accompaniment demo, this song was much simpler than "First Love", and only a piano was enough.

But this song is really difficult to sing.

She had already tried it once last night in the piano room.

As expected, she didn't sing it in the right tone.

To sing this song well, it requires not only skills, but also experiences similar to the song itself. Without such experiences, it is impossible to support the "sense of story" that the song should have, and naturally there is no way to sing it well.

As far as this song is concerned, in order to sing it well, the emotional color required is greater than its technical style.

"determine."

As Kitagawa Che said this, he slowed down his pace slightly, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Morishima Yukisa's face.

It seemed that because of the overly hot weather, her fair cheeks were stained with an abnormal redness, a dense layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her lips seemed a little dry.

Looking away, Beichuan Che asked uncertainly, "Is there something wrong with this song?"

"There is nothing wrong with the song itself. The quality is as good as always. In my opinion, it can get the same score as "First Love". If it is sung well, the score can be even higher." Morishima Yukisa shook her head, denying Kitagawa Che's guess and signaling him not to think too much. "It's just..." She changed the subject, "The song itself is too difficult. It's not easy to sing it well."

This is a very subtle reminder.

It is definitely impossible to sing this song with a strong sense of the past by forcing it to sing well, and it will be counterproductive.

"But the problem is that there is not enough time to change the song at the last minute." Beichuan Che heard her worry and comforted her, "Besides, this song is actually not as difficult as you think. Especially after studying with Mr. Morishima for such a long time, I think I can handle it well."

Yukisa Morishima fell silent.

During this period of study, Beichuan Che's progress has indeed been remarkable.

His talent was so extraordinary that she didn't know how to describe it. It was not just a question of whether he was born with talent or not, it was just too terrifying. The speed of his progress, no, it should be said that his speed of advancement was like a monster.

The improvement of singing skills is the improvement of singing skills, and the accumulation of experience is the accumulation of experience. The former can be achieved quickly in a short period of time with natural talent, while the latter can only be achieved through hard work and accumulation of experience.

If you have experienced it, you have experienced it. If you have not experienced it, you have not experienced it. No matter how much you brag about it, it does not exist. It cannot be made up.

When it comes to the word "experience", people can never deceive themselves.

"If you insist."

After hesitating for a full half minute, Yukisa Morishima finally uttered these words.

As Beichuan Che's temporary partner today and his helper this time, she respected his ideas and decisions, but she still felt that the probability of Beichuan Che singing this song well was very low.

Even though he is the original composer of this song.

Being able to write lyrics and melody does not mean that one can sing the song well.

The former can be influenced by some external factors, such as movies, some accidental events witnessed, or some literary works, which can arouse emotional resonance and naturally lead to a burst of inspiration, but the latter is completely different. If you want to really empathize, you have to experience it yourself.

Yukisa Morishima raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell on the profile of Kitagawa Che.

The two of them happened to walk into the shadowy area of ​​the residential street, and the dazzling sunlight no longer shone in. In the shade, his profile was so handsome.

Unless he has really experienced such a separation.

Yukisa Morishima withdrew her gaze and denied her unrealistic guess.

Beichuan Che’s age is right there, how could that be possible?

Yukisa Morishima raised her head, squinted her eyes slightly, and her sight fell on a small convenience store not far away that was bathed in sunlight. The plastic external billboard was glowing in the sunlight.

Her thoughts were interrupted slightly, a feeling of dizziness came over her, and she stumbled.

"Are you okay?"

Beichuan Che reacted quickly. Almost at the moment when her steps became unsteady, he reached out and grabbed her arm, preventing her from continuing to lose balance and fall.

"Thank you." Morishima Yukisa thanked her and gently pulled her arm back. She shook her head and forced a smile, "It's okay, I was just distracted just now."

"really?"

Kitagawa Che frowned and looked at Morishima Yukisa worriedly.

He always felt that something was not right with her.

After a while, the sweat on her forehead became more dense.

Morishima Yukisa avoided Kitagawa Che's gaze, leaving only her profile hidden by her black hair, "Really."

"Xuesha, are you sure you are not sick?"

Beichuan Che straightened his expression, added a bit of seriousness in his tone, and confirmed it again.

"No."

Morishima Yukisa shook her head firmly and turned her head, and her beautiful eyes met his gaze in the air.

After the four looked at each other, the conversation ended with Yukisa Morishima giving in.

"I went to bed late last night and didn't get enough sleep."

She explained this in a low voice.

Last night, she practiced the music score he sent her for a long time, and finally achieved a level of proficiency that she was quite satisfied with.

As a result, her sleep time was naturally compressed.

Hearing this, Beichuan Che nodded thoughtfully.

In the hot summer afternoon and after staying up all night, it makes sense that you sweat more.

After all, due to my weak body and the climate, I did sweat a lot.

"Tell me honestly, how long did you rest last night, no, this morning?"

Beichuan Che asked again.

"Nine-thirty in the morning."

Yukisa Morishima hesitated for a moment, but still answered him honestly.

"Huh." Beichuan Che took a deep breath, "How about this, we postpone the recording time to tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Now, I'll take you home. Have a good rest..."

"No need." Morishima Yukisa interrupted Kitagawa Che. She stopped, turned her head, and looked at the latter's face. Her eyes were full of stubbornness, "Kitagawa, I'll say it again, I'm fine.

"The most important thing we should do now is to finish recording your song, and then I will go back to rest."

Morishima Yukisa paused, and her tone softened inexplicably. There was a hint of pleading in her voice that she didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer. "Think about it, if we work well together, it won't take too long, right?"

Beichuan Che raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Those beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

"Ok."

Beichuan Che sighed, but finally gave in.