man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 423 [422] You are not allowed to move!
While Shiina Iori was forced to go to Liangshan, the surrounding recording studio staff also got busy.

If it is according to the usual workflow, or the people who come to record are just small artists or underground idols who rent a recording studio to record songs, then only the tuner and sound engineer need to be busy—even the sound engineer can be ignored for the time being.

But today's situation is different.

The man in front of him who came to record the song was a big shot specially brought by their boss's boss's boss.

As long as one of them lacks a little sense of presence, it is accidentally considered "redundant" by these big shots who don't know the underlying workflow.

Then it is not allowed to get laid off as soon as he goes out.

So, regardless of whether they need to work or not, at least everyone seems to be very busy.

At this time, it is a little easier for the tuner and sound supervisor to stay in the tuning room all the time, separated from the outside world by a layer of large glass and thick sound-absorbing walls.

There is even time to chat.

"Fujita, work harder when recording later."

As the chief supervisor, Takashi Hirai looked at Shiina Iori who was sitting in front of the piano through the thick layer of glass, with a somewhat dazed expression, and whispered something to the young tuner beside him.

"Yes, yes, I understand~"

The tuner called Fujita teased, put on professional earphones casually, adjusted the machine in front of him casually, and said casually: "Anyway, he is the kind of rich man who has nothing to do and comes out to pursue his dreams?"

"Or. Are you here to pursue that young lady?"

As he said that, he turned his head with a gossipy face, and raised his eyebrows at Supervisor Hirai with an ambiguous expression.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Fujita was taken aback, he didn't expect Supervisor Hirai, who was also gossip on weekdays, to be unexpectedly serious today.

Takashi Hirai scolded in a slightly stern tone, looked around, then lowered his voice and approached: "Why do you think our small recording studio can suddenly receive such a large upgrade investment? Complete the transformation in a few days?"

"This is obviously our eldest lady chasing that gentleman!"

Hearing what he said, Fujita immediately reacted, and turned his head to look at Shiina Iori in a daze.

This looks. Isn't it just like that?
Turning his head to the other side, he looked at the female staff who were quietly picking up their mobile phones to take pictures of Shiina Iori in a circle around the venue. Seeing a female sound engineer whom he had a crush on, her face was flushed, and her heart rose for no reason. There was a sour feeling.

But in the end, he lowered his head, looked at the tuning dial under his hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

What's so great about being good-looking? In terms of music level, he must be incomparable to a professional who graduated from Dongyi University. In the end, don't we all have to rely on him to cover up the flaws?
It's just that no matter how lacking in EQ, it's impossible for him to say such words, so he just fell silent for a while:

".I guess he's the young master of some family, huh."

Hirai Xiao glanced at him: "You just need to know, don't make any trouble in front of the eldest lady."

Although the thoughts in his heart are not too different from Fujita, but he is middle-aged after all, and his family of five is supported by his work. Compared with a young man like Fujita who is easy to get angry, he is obviously more timid. .

After instructing Fujita, Takashi Hirai's eyes fell on Shiina Iori in front of the piano.

I hope this gentleman's level is a little better.

If Fujita didn't even have a chance to tune, and even made him look ugly in front of the eldest lady, it would be really fatal.

"Everyone take their places."

After all the staff in the recording studio were in place, the indicator light in front of Shiina Iori turned from red to green, signaling the start of recording.

He put the score on the music stand with gentle movements, and felt the emotion in the piece in his mind.

After hearing the instructions to get in position, Yuki Terashima, who was in the outfield of the recording, put on the earphones and began to listen quietly.

All the staff held their breath in unison.

Slowly, fingertips played on the black and white keyboard.

Immediately afterwards, a coherent prelude with a brisk melody and a coherent rhythm sounded with the jump of the fingertips. The tone was crisp and melodious, like the sun reflected in the morning dew, with a little bland and joyful happiness.

At the beginning, everyone was just relieved that he had successfully started the prelude, but first, Fujita, who was listening with headphones, then Takashi Hirai, who was also not low in level, and finally, the staff with some basic musical skills around him, were all invariably overwhelmed by this It seems to be clear, but in fact it is attracted by the melancholy prelude.

From the moment Shiina Iori started to play, she gradually put her mind into the music played by her fingertips, and began to sing naturally along with the rhythm of the prelude.

"小さなストーブのそばに"

"Servant は 引こまる."

"Your が话してくれた,"

"いつも心に浮か"

The already melodious and brisk melody is perfectly integrated with the magnetic and gentle voice of Shiina Iori. The expert piano skills are matched with the singing skills of over [-] points, and a perfect coordination is achieved in this small recording studio. resonance.

The soft voice is clear and clear, telling small stories about tenderness with singing.

Almost at the moment when Shiina Iori spoke, all the staff members who were wearing earphones and listening together suddenly had a subtle illusion that their hearts were touched, as if the mother’s gentle whispers in childhood, or like the lover’s last love by the bedside at night. A friendly smile.

No matter what they were thinking, at this moment they all quieted down and listened to his singing quietly.

Even Fujita and Hirai Takashi, who were supposed to be in charge of tuning and supervision, were no exception. They listened to him briskly playing in amazement. , I couldn't help but freeze even the palm of my hand pressing on the tuning board.

Terajima stroked the earphones, expressionless.

Only the fundus of the eyes revealed a faint sense of immersion.

At this time, Shiina Iori was already fully immersed in the tune he played under his fingers, and felt like a divine connection across time and space that when Chiho was writing a song, he felt the short-lived and gentle pleasure from others, And the vague uneasiness entangled in my heart.

timid, cowardly,

Maintain a sense of distance from everyone that shouldn't be there.

Cowardly enough to fear even the friendship that is at your fingertips, so fragile that you will get hurt when you touch cotton.

But even she, who is not worthy of what others pay, will be infected by some people with the warmth like the sun.

In the past, it was Ms. Kasugano who often had no expression, always had a straight face, but always cared about her mental health.

And now, it's Sister Ai, and
"この小さな温もり——"

"心の花を咒て!"

"あの光が消えた后で"

"またどこか探して."

The singing suddenly changed from brisk and high-pitched to melancholy and low-pitched. The sadness that seemed to have suddenly lost something important permeated everyone's hearts. Shiina Iori's singing seemed to have a wonderful appeal. The simplest melody coordination directly aroused the emotions of most people present.

There are a few slightly sensitive girls around, and even just listening to the sad tune, their eyes are reddened. I don't know if they were provoked by some meeting, or they simply devoted themselves to the inner sadness. But pretending to be strong in emotions.

Even the tuner Fujita, who was full of disdain for Shiina Iori just now, couldn't help covering the earphones, completely leaving the tuning panel with his hands, listening with red eyes, as if recalling the high school bonfire dance, watching The scene where the girl I had a crush on for the first time held hands with other boys and danced together at night and under the bonfire.

The brain is blank, and the heart is even more empty.

Like losing something inadvertently.

Takashi Hirai beside him also let out a long sigh, as if recalling his old father who had worked hard all his life and died early before he had time to enjoy the blessings.

But for adults who have a little bit of life experience, who can not have the "that person" who once warmed their hearts, but quietly disappeared when they didn't notice?

And the perfect combination of the man's singing and the melody is like a magic spell that can evoke sadness and warmth, stirring everyone's heartstrings.

The only one who didn't seem to express any emotion seemed to be Yuki Terashima, who tightly covered his earphones but had a very calm expression.

However, even she, at this time, was quietly looking at Shiina Iori who was separated from her by a layer of glass with that flat gaze.

It seems to be recalling that year, when she was about to give up, someone inadvertently broke into her ward, sat beside her bed with a childish novel, told the story to the bald little girl, and told the legend of the butterfly, but in the end it was inexplicable. The missing boy.

That was the warmth that Yuki Terashima had lost in the past.

The only difference from others is that he returned to himself.

Or maybe it is precisely because of this that this song has a particularly strong emotional arousal for Yuki Terashima. On the beautiful face that seems to have no emotion, the lips are pursed unnaturally.

Performance sounds loop after loop.

Wait until the standard four minutes and 15 seconds have elapsed before you will finish.

Until the end of the performance, Shiina Iori was still a little unresponsive, staring blankly at the music score on the music stand.

He seemed to be able to feel the nostalgia and reluctance for all the people who warmed her life hidden deep in Aiba Chiho's heart.

Just afraid of losing, but also afraid of getting hurt.

Sure enough, people are complicated.

At the same time, not only Shiina Iori himself, but also all the staff around him seemed to be immersed in the warm and sad atmosphere and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

It wasn't until Shiina Iori turned his head that he saw a young man leaning on the tuning panel with red eyes and one hand in the tuning room separated from him by a layer of glass. to cry out.

Director Hirai beside him patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

Farther away, some sensitive girls seemed to be infected by his emotions, sobbing subconsciously.

Facts have proved that even without Wang Yiyun, the singing voice can indeed make people cry.

Looking down at the panel again, I don't know when, the two skills of [Piano] and [Singing] have rapidly increased by several points with the help of everyone.

【Piano: 62 (Expert)】

[Singing: 50 (Expert)]

After seeing the improvement of these two skills, Shiina Iori finally understood.

With the combination of these two expert-level skills, it seems that it is really not inconceivable to want to arouse the emotions of others to a high degree.

Seeing this, Shiina Iori stood up from the piano and nodded slightly to the surrounding staff.

The onlookers who were listening to the singing were startled for a moment, and then they didn't know who was taking the lead. The crisp applause gradually sounded, one after another, spreading like an infection, arousing the enthusiasm of the crowd, forming a roar like a tsunami.

"Trouble everyone."

Shiina Iori nodded in embarrassment, then turned and left the recording room.

"Hirai-san."

Fujita still couldn't help sobbing, his mind was full of his crush who was taken away by other men, his eyes were red, and he cried so much that he was wronged:
"Will I still find a girlfriend in the future?"

"Probably enough."

Takashi Hirai muttered casually, looking at the shy young man in the recording studio, he couldn't help sighing, "I knew I was going to get an autograph."

Not only the two big men, but also the girls in the distance were a little bit ready to move, but seeing the back of Shiina Iori going away side by side with Terashima Yuki, they didn't dare to go forward again.

Are beautiful (male) people only for the strong?
At most, he muttered a few words behind his back.

Shiina Iori didn't notice this at all, and walked out the door with a smile, and went straight to Terashima Yuki:
"How do I sing? Is it good?"

"It sounds good."

When Yuki Terashima saw Iori's bright smile, he couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips.

But I don't know if it's because I'm not used to showing such an expression, or because I feel embarrassed in front of Iori, but in the end it only evoked a little bit.

Seemingly feeling that this answer was a little perfunctory, she thought about it and emphasized:
"Good to hear."

"As long as you like it." Shiina Iori smiled gently, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and he always caught Xing's gaze inadvertently.

"However, I always feel that this song seems a bit too sad, and it's not suitable for Xing to play."

"Xing always looks unhappy."

Iori didn't notice this, walking side by side with Yuki Terashima, walked out of the recording studio while talking, and turned around in the empty corridor of the building.

As for the witty little secretary with glasses girl, naturally she wouldn't follow up with her in a jerk.

Yuki Terashima was not disgusted, and walked with him silently.

"It would be great if Chiho could write a cheerful song next time, so Xing can."

Just halfway through the speech, I don't know which key word accidentally stepped on the thunder point, and Yizhi suddenly felt her wrist was tightly grasped by the iceberg girl next to her.

"fortunate?"

Iori turned his head in doubt and opened his mouth, and Xing's upper body was already pressed against the wall under the shadow of the dead corner of the corridor.

Mostly from perennial exercise, the slender and tall Yuki Terashima's wall is particularly oppressive.

Shiina Iori was clearly a head taller than her, but she always seemed to be in a dangerously weak position.

Yuki Terashima leaned over lightly, her peaceful smile never disappearing:
"It's time to pay."

Hearing this, Shiina Iori's Adam's apple subconsciously moved, looking at Yuki Terashima's oppressive look down, she seemed to realize something.

I don't know if he has gotten used to being pushed down by Yuki recently, or he has already fulfilled Yuki's wish in his heart. Looking at Yuki Terashima's soft lips that are gradually falling down, Iori narrowed his eyes instinctively, as if he couldn't resist Rather than enjoying it, he tentatively took half a step forward, probing forward gently.

The next moment, that soft warmth flashed through my mind like an electric current.

"Hmm—?!"

As if it was an illusion, but also seemed to be a lovely voice that actually appeared in the ear, Shiina Iori who heard the voice suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, seeing Xingxing seemed to be attacked suddenly, he was caught off guard and flew back two or three meters, his left hand tightly covering his lips, his face was blushing unnaturally in an instant.

On the indifferent little face that had never had any intense emotions, there was a glamorous and shameful face that was almost exasperated. Blush spread across the cheeks, and the eyes that were always indifferent could not help opening.

Shiina Iori couldn't help being a little dazed when she saw this stunning scenery that she had never seen before.

There was no response for a while.

On the contrary, Xing suddenly realized something, pursed his lips tightly, restrained the expression on his face, and stepped forward to hold him down again, but his movements were unexpectedly much rougher than before, as if he became angry from embarrassment.

I don't know if it was Iori's illusion, but in his ears, even Xing's somewhat depressing hoarse voice seemed to have a bit of coquettishness, and he ordered:
"You must not move!"

".yes?"

　Continue to break the bowl~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)