my life in japan

Chapter 216
"Stop playing this! What's so fun? Can you make money?"

"Dad...I like music..."

"So what if you like it? Can you live a good life if you like it?"

"...It's not that you must live a good life...and you can't say that you don't make money."

"Haha, don't think I don't know how difficult it is for those musicians who have made great debuts. You are just a high school student. How can you surpass them?"

"...Dad...the end of a road that hasn't begun yet."

"It doesn't matter how you start and end! You are a high school student now, so high school students should read to me! Give me money after graduation!"

"..."

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"It's not easy for your dad to raise you to go to high school. You've all graduated. It's time to grow up, little bird."

"Mom... I'm not a child, I understand everything."

"Then you understand and don't work to make money?"

"...I will make money from my music..."

"I don't even bother to listen to what you play on that broken guitar. How do you make money? Who listens?"

"..."

"Little bird, listen to me, find a more stable job... If not, you are good-looking, and you can find a rich boyfriend."

"...I'll make money with my music."

After finishing speaking, Jiuyang Xiaoniao pushed her mother out of the room and closed the door.

'Isn't it just money...it's for you to earn it! '

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"That's how much money I make with my music."

During the meal, Jiuyang Xiaoniao put an envelope in front of the middle-aged man, with a smug expression on his face.

The middle-aged man opened the envelope.

"It's only 4 yen. With so little money this month, I might as well be a convenience store!"

"..."

The girl's expression was instantly overwhelmed by these words.

"I don't ask too much. Ordinary people can always have 10,000+ yen a month, right? Can you just earn 10 yen?"

"……I'm stuffed……"

Jiuyang Xiaoniao put down the bowl after eating two mouthfuls, and left the dining table.

"Little bird, wait!"

cried the mother.

"Forget it, don't pay attention to her, she will think about it." Father continued to eat.

In the girl's room.

'Isn't it just money... I will earn it for you! '

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During the day, I worked in a convenience store, and at night, I practiced and produced music at home, which lasted for several months.

Online freelance producers, after all, are casual jobs, so naturally they don't make as much money as regular jobs.

But Jiuyang Xiaoniao didn't give up. If he can't make money as soon as possible, his family will be nagging again, although he is still urging himself to find a rich boyfriend...

As usual, the girl found some unpopular songs on the Internet, then adapted them, put them on the platform, and waited to see if anyone would take a fancy to her work.

The girl felt that her life was a little numb, and she was attached to the smell of money, and she seemed to have changed a little bit.

'Imitating other people's songs... and making money by adapting them...can you improve your strength...'

Teenage girl is confused and troubled.

A few months have passed like this...

"What stealing song! Didn't I adapt it!"

It can be regarded as idlers on the Internet who come to expose their own routines: imitate and then adapt.

Seeing the loss of [-]% to [-]% of the number of fans, Jiuyang Xiaoniao was very frantic.

"I'm still a fan... just ran away after one thing... Is this still a fan..."

"Why...the quality of fans is so...is my song so bad..."

The helpless Jiuyang Xiaoniao didn't know what to do.

I dug out the songs I made in high school on my phone, opened it up and started listening to it...

"..."

"It seems that there is still progress... In high school, I did so badly... Hehe..."

"But...why... there is a power that I don't have now..."

Perhaps, in the past half a year or so, Jiuyang Xiaoniao has gradually become unclear whether this music is still the one he pursued.

"I... am I really on the right path..."

Jiuyang Xiaoniao hid her head under the quilt, feeling very sad.

With so many fans lost, it is no longer reliable to make money from music...

'Do you want to... give up...'

"..."

"Woooooooo..."

The girl was stuffed in the quilt, sobbing softly, her voice was trapped in the quilt and couldn't be heard outside.

For more than half a year, Jiuyang Xiaoniao has been clenching his teeth, thinking that perseverance can overcome difficulties, and there will be a way out while working and practicing...

But... it seems that I did something wrong...

After a while, the muffled sobs also disappeared.

The girl turned around and lay on her back on the bed.

"Huh... what a shame..."

Picking up the phone, I planned to find two other people's songs and listen to them.

"The fans are gone...everything started from scratch...and notorious...have you given up...?"

Jiuyang Xiaoniao was making a decision in his heart, but he didn't know if he clicked into the music platform because of unwillingness.

I don't know if it's because of habit, the girl is looking for her own "similar person" works in unpopular songs.

"BAFS? Heh, what's the name. I just registered an account yesterday and released an album."

Seeing the strange name, Jiuyang Xiaoniao clicked on it.

'...'

'...'

'...'

'...I really...was wrong...'

Jiuyang Xiaoniao lay on his back on the bed, listening to songs with headphones on.

Unknowingly, tears slid down both sides.

The difference is that the tears she shed just now were the emotions of a sad girl who couldn't hold back...the tears she shed now are just silent in the music...unconscious tears...

'...I still like music...'

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"Sister Bird..."

Kosaki stood next to Jiuyang Xiaotiao, looking at the girl who was still in the seat position, a little worried.

The girl also tried to persuade him, but Jiuyang Xiaoniao was stubborn and still maintained his prostrate posture.

It's also very simple to pull it up directly. Maybe Xiaosaki, who has a strength of 8, can really compete with Jiuyang Kotori, but so what.

Perhaps, neither Xiaosaki nor Mizukawao know how important, respectful and worshipful a person is to a person who gives him faith and salvation again.

In the corridor, Hojo Shin, Xiao Hei, and An are also there.

Hojo Nobuka leaned on the side to read a book, but he often paid attention to Jiuyang Kotori's situation.

As long as it's about Mizukawao, both of them want to see what happened... Probably not begging to be a boyfriend or something?
Xiao Hei and Xiao Saki looked at the girl on the ground in a daze.

Xiaosaki looked at Sister Xiaoniao, and felt that she couldn't do it anymore, so she opened the door of her brother's room and slipped in.

The little girl is also very clear that perhaps only her elder brother can solve this situation.

In the room, Mizukawao was still making collocation notes for "Inscription Pattern Technique", and was brought back to his thoughts by the movement from Kosaki.

"what happened?"

"Brother... Sister Xiaoniao is outside, I can't persuade you."

Mizukawao blinked and turned to look outside the door.

'This guy……'

Seeing the persistent girl, Mizukawa stood up.

'It's time to clean up. '

(End of this chapter)