man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 319 [318] Do you want to become an idol?

Tokyo Port, Roppongi.

Since the completion of the National Art Museum and Tokyo Midtown more than ten years ago, Roppongi has jumped from the disco street that was about to decline to become one of the hottest central business districts in Japan.

However, behind the famous brand of its economic center, there is also the largest nightlife district in Japan and even in Asia.

The discotheques established in the second half of the last century took advantage of the previous land, and with the upgrade of this area, they became clubs and bars familiar to everyone in Tokyo.

Most of them are inextricably linked with some energetic knight associations and even local councilors, so they still stand firm even after being raided by major Japanese patrols.

At the same time, there are music students and art students who live on the streets.

Aiba Chiho was held by Shiina Iori, walking on the street a little embarrassed, often lowering her head and not daring to look ahead.

Surrounded by men and women who are obviously wearing strange clothes to press the road, they cast their gazes in the direction of the two from time to time. There is no other reason, but because the appearance of the two of them is obviously higher than the surrounding crowd. Even standing in the crowd is still very conspicuous. .

Seeing Chiho lowering her head, Shiina Iori thought she was being shy, and asked strangely:

"What's wrong? Excuse me?"

He thought that a pretty girl like Chiho should have gotten used to being stared at by everyone around her every day, just like him.

By now, he had figured it out.

No wonder among the vast majority of people who go on stage to speak to the audience, the good-looking ones are always much more confident than the ordinary ones.

Because they have already adapted to this kind of life in front of everyone's eyes every day.

Those with poor psychological endurance will be eliminated naturally, and the rest will of course be those with strong psychological endurance.

When Aiba Chiho heard the words, she still lowered her head, just shook her little head, and even shook her long hair behind her head, obviously denying it.

While shaking her head, she took out her mobile phone and typed with one hand.

After a while, he held it up for Iori to see.

[I just saw a lot of seniors and sisters from the previous year on the road. 】

Shiina Iori was taken aback, and looked in the direction of Aiba Chiho's little finger, and saw a homeless singer shaking his head and singing with his guitar on the side of the road, and there was even a whole band behind him.

[That's a senior from the vocal music department. 】

[The drum player in the back is also from our school. 】

Aiba Chiho carefully held out her phone to show Iori, and explained by the way:

[Because it is too expensive to study in a good foreign university, many students need to raise their own tuition fees, or hope to be famous. 】

[Many street singers were discovered by scouts on the street in this way, and this is also a route. 】

When Shiina Iori heard the words, she suddenly understood.

He has also worked as a model before, and he knows that many men and women with good looks and figures sometimes go to certain street photography spots to hang around in various clothes.

Sometimes it can be transferred hundreds of times a day, just to wait for a few people who know the goods to sign them away.

It's a bargain.

Just thinking about it, he lowered his head and looked at Chiho strangely: "Since you are the senior of your school, why are you lowering your head? Let's go over and ask."

Aiba Chiho raised her head, with an innocent and timid expression on her face, "But...won't it cause trouble for Iori?"

Her tone was a little cautious.

Shiina Iori's gaze became even more confused.

He's not a big star, so what trouble can he have if he goes out on the street?
"It's okay, let's ask first."

Saying this verbally, Shiina Iori still remembered Chiho's weird tone, and was going to go back and ask his sons.

"踬いたって way to go yeah yeah"

When the two of them walked over, the guitarist standing at the front of the street was enthusiastically tossing his hair and singing a somewhat familiar song, and everyone around them looked very devoted.

It's just that I don't know if it's because there are too many bands in Roppongi, or the lead singer's voice is a little hoarse, and there are only a few spectators staying around.

Seeing how devoted they were in singing, the two of Yizhi didn't continue to lean over, but just stood aside and watched from afar.

After almost 10 minutes passed, the three-person band in front of them sang two more songs. It seemed that they were finally tired and started to smoke, or the few spectators around them basically dispersed, and finally stopped.

It's time to drink water, it's time to chat and chat.

"Ah~"

Seeing them stop, Aiba Chiho finally took two steps forward, and the standard ai stick pronunciation came from the phone.

[Excuse me, is Mito-senpai from the Vocal Department? 】

【Do you remember me? 】

The female lead singer, who had just thrown her long hair flying, turned her head when she heard the sound, and filled her mouth with a water bottle.

When she saw Chiho Aiba, the woman's gaze was thoughtful, and she felt that it might be a little familiar, but she didn't recognize it for a while.

However, when she turned her head again and looked at Shiina Iori who was holding hands with Chiho, she heard the water from her mouth spurting out.

Water flowed continuously from the mouth and nose.

But even so, she didn't care about it, and pointed at Shiina Yizhi with wide eyes: "You, you, you, aren't you that one!"

His tone was extremely shocking, as if he had suddenly bumped into an ordinary young man who was a famous person on the street.

She yelled and patted the buddy next to her: "Hey! Ah Wu! Look at him!"

The handsome little brother named Wu who was next to him also raised his head strangely. When he saw Aiba Chiho, his eyes just paused for a while, but when he saw Shiina Iori, his eyes stared round.

"Senior Sakurai!!!"

Hearing this address, Shiina Iori felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

There is a very bad feeling.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the young man wearing the round hat rushing over, tightly holding Shiina Iori's vacant hand, shaking with great excitement: "You are Sakurai-senior from Kasumigaoka Club! The most powerful rookie king in Tokyo! The myth of a cowherd whose annual income is expected to exceed [-] million!!"

"Hello, hello!"

"My name is Takeshi Inoue."

"I have admired you for a long time!"

Shiina Iori seemed to have been hit on the nose by an old punch at once, and her mind was dazed for a while, but she had to keep calm and explain: "Sorry, I'm a little busy now, and I'm not a cowboy either."

"I know the rules!"

Wearing a round hat, the young man who called himself Takeshi Inoue immediately interrupted Shiina Iori's voice, still with an eager expression on his face, but he also let go of his hands in a sensible way.

He looked at the girl next to Shiina Iori: "You are working right now. Your schedule is really full, so I won't bother you! Can you sign your name? Just here."

Takeshi Inoue said so, but he still couldn't help taking out his small notebook.

He just glanced at the woman next to Iori, but seemed to notice something, and immediately approached him and said, "Oh! Aren't you that Aikawa classmate?"

"Do you remember me? We are all from Dongyi University!"

He suddenly started to approach Chiho Aiba, with a warm smile on his face: "It's just a matter of delaying your time."

Aiba Chiho was also a little dazed.

She turned her head to look at Takeshi Inoue and then at Iori, flustered and at a loss.

In desperation, Shiina Iori had no choice but to take the pen and paper, and quickly signed a formal signature, with a sharp edge in the handwriting.

"Thank you very much!"

Takeshi Inoue put away the pen and paper, and nodded again.

"you are welcome."

Shiina Iori dealt with it for a while before bringing up the topic: "Hello, you are Inoue-san, right? Actually, we have something to ask."

"As much as you order!"

Takeshi Inoue was shocked when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to reveal his eyebrows covered by the round hat.

The woman named Mito and another drummer followed suit.

Aiba Chiho was surrounded by several seniors whom she had met once, curled up beside Shiina Iori like a little quail.

Iori, on the other hand, was more relaxed, and asked about general knowledge about composing, track sales, etc., as if chatting.

Because Takeshi Inoue, a little fan who came out of nowhere, was in charge of lubricating, the communication between the few people was relatively smooth, and Shiina Iori also managed to understand a little bit of the situation.

Just like doctors, programmers, and all other jobs, these musicians also have their own small circle, and it is also basic to exchange news with each other.

Only Chiho Aiba, who has few friends in school, would be at a loss when the need arises.

According to a few people, most of the street singers like them would not take the initiative to buy other people's songs, at most they played, composed, sold and sang by themselves, and the people on the street only listened to them casually.

The hope of success through playing and singing on the street is slim.

Only those big studios, companies, and individual musicians who have their own recording studios and complete equipment will pay high prices to buy various pieces.

However, there is also a certain threshold for the person who composes the music.

Not to mention how popular it is, at least you need to have won awards in some professional competitions, or have received high traffic on the Internet, so that you can catch the eyes of those people.

The threshold is high, and the rewards are naturally high.

There are also many people who sell millions of songs.

Shiina Iori was thoughtful upon hearing this.

Professional awards, or self-contained traffic?
After getting the information they wanted, Shiina and Iori wandered around again, and continued to successfully meet several seniors and seniors of Chiho Aiba, and the information they got was not bad.

After walking all the way for two or three hours, Shiina Iori sat down on a bench by the side of the road, thinking about where to go for this task.

As he was thinking, his face suddenly turned cold.

Looking up, Aiba Chiho was holding two snow-white ice creams in her hand, and she was smiling innocently at Shiina Iori with sparkling eyes.

"Ah~"

She motioned to Iori to hold it by herself.

Shiina Iori just looked at the ice cream and habitually opened her mouth to lick it.

"Suck it."

Aiba Chiho was taken aback by Shiina Iori's action, thought she was going to lick her finger, and instinctively retracted her hand.

When I looked up again, I saw that the small hill on the top of the ice cream was gone.

"Goooh."

She paused for a few seconds, didn't know what she was thinking, just took two ice creams and sat down beside Shiina Iori.

However, Chiho didn't eat it herself, she just held the ice cream to Shiina Iori's mouth, looking at him as if looking forward to it.

Shiina Iori was suddenly awakened by the sudden cold feeling in his mouth.

He turned his head, looked at Aiba Chiho holding the ice cream, her eyes were like a cute star shining, he took the ice cream in her hand casually, and asked doubtfully, "What are you looking at?"

Seeing him accepting the ice cream, Chiho couldn't help but a gleam of disappointment flashed in her eyes that were originally shining.

But hearing Shiina Iori's question, she reacted quickly and shook her head immediately.

【Nothing at all! 】

"is it?"

Shiina Iori looked at the handwriting on Chiho's phone, turned around in doubt, and took another bite of the ice cream.

After the questioning and thinking during that period of time, he has gradually built a framework in his mind.

Just thinking about it, he asked Chiho with some doubts: "By the way, how do they know about me? Does the 'trouble' you mentioned have anything to do with this?"

Aiba Chiho returned the same strange look, licking the ice cream in her hand:

【Iori doesn't know? 】

【You are very famous in the universities in Tokyo! 】

【A lot of people are spreading your news. 】

"Um?!"

Looking at the words on Aiba Chiho's phone, Shiina Iori suddenly lost her composure, almost poking her face with ice cream.

"What, what do you mean?"

Aiba Chiho tilted her head in doubt, and found that Iori might really not know, so she flipped through a few pages on her phone and showed it to him.

【These are all your news. 】

Shiina Iori looked down and saw only the name 'Sakurai Rito' entered in Gugou, and then a lot of anecdotal records, whether believed or not, burst out underneath.

It has almost become an existence that can be called an urban legend.

Page after page of messy news such as "seven people in one night", "annual income exceeding [-] million", "has been taken care of" and so on.

And if you click on any forum, you can find hundreds of comments.

Shiina Iori felt a question mark almost appearing in his head.

Who made this up? !

And what attracted the most attention was the information that he changed clients.

Each change seems to cause a frenzy in many forums.

After reading these news, Shiina Iori sat in place firmly.

This day is over.

The only thing that comforted him was that Yui, Nagisa, Xing and others did not appear in these reports.

The one that appeared the most was their little fox.

It seems that these websites are also some discerning people who know who is a soft persimmon.

In the end, Shiina Iori held her forehead and handed back Chiho Aiba's cell phone, sighing helplessly.

Aiba Chiho always had that little timid expression, as if she was a little worried about his mental state.

Shiina Iori calmed down for a while before raising her head again:
"Forget it, let's talk about the business."

"Chiho."

When Aiba Chiho heard his voice, she raised her head.

Shiina Iori licked the ice cream that was about to melt, and said casually: "Do you really want to develop in the 'composition' industry?"

Chiho seemed a little hesitant, but finally nodded.

【If you can. 】

So, I heard Shiina Iori say: "Then you...do you want to become an idol?"

"Eh?"

　"A little thing about becoming an idol in order to realize your dream~! "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)