The public enemy of the whole people is king in the entertainment industry

Two days later in the afternoon, the plane landed, everything was uncovered and arrived in Japan, and the driver met them at the airport.

The driver is Japanese and can speak English, but with a strong accent. Talun has been talking to him in fluent Japanese.

In addition to the three members of the band, the team this time also has an accompanying manager, a music producer, and an assistant who can speak Japanese, a total of 6 people.The driver asked the group to sit in the Toyota nanny car outside the airport. Tarun took off his mask and introduced the information he had exchanged with the driver.

"Honmo-san said that Tsuno arranged a hotel for us. Now go over there and put down our things first, and then go to the restaurant. Tsuno will come over to have dinner with everyone, and we will go to Risheng Company tomorrow..."

This Tsuno is the musician who invited them over.

"Honmo-san honmo-san..." Talun called the driver, chatted with him for a few words, and then continued to introduce, "Tsuno's studio is very close to the company, they are all on the same street, and there are also recording studios of all sizes in Tokyo. There are a lot, and it will be very convenient to record at that time."

"And honmo-san is our full-time driver these days. If you want to eat, drink and have fun, you can ask him, and he will take us there."

After Talun finished speaking, Xiao Chuyan immediately applauded her, and her manager and assistants also applauded. Xiao Chuyan asked, "Is your Japanese so good? Have you studied it?"

Tarun squinted: "Yeah, are you really a fan of ours, don't you know that I can speak Japanese?"

Xiao Chuyan nodded in admiration. He knew that Talun could speak Japanese, but he didn't know that he was so proficient.It turns out that Talen is not just a vase, but also has a diplomatic role.

The hotel is not far from the company. After a few people arrived, the doorman helped to send the luggage to the room, and the group went directly to the restaurant.

Xiao Chuyan has never met Hideko Tsuno, but because she has worked with Jiri, he has heard many of her works.

Hideko Tsuno is a music producer who is a well-known composer and arranger in Japan. She is nearly 50 years old, but she still looks very young, and her clothes are fashionable and playful.Seeing them coming, Tsuno stood up to greet them, his demeanor exuding the vivacity of a girl.

After everyone had greeted each other and introduced each other, Tarun and Tsuno sat down next to each other and greeted each other affectionately. Except for the assistant who can speak Japanese, no one else could understand what they said.

Tsuno turned her gaze to Lin Qu again. She and Lin Qu spoke in English at a slower pace and softly, recalling the pleasant experience of cooperation in the past.Then she asked them about the album, and she praised it exaggeratedly while listening to it.

Tsuno smiled and cast his fiery gaze on Lin Qu frequently.Feeling her subtle attitude, Xiao Chuyan felt a little uncomfortable.

After dinner, we communicated well, and Tsuno left. She reserved two suites, one for the band three and one for the other three.

The suite here is not very big, about 70 square meters, but the interior decoration is simple, capable and exquisite, and it is very comfortable.On the balcony of the living room, there is also a panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, from which you can see Mount Fuji in the distance.

Tarun was very excited, and kept chirping after entering the door, sighing wherever he went.

Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan went into the room to take out their luggage and put them away. Tarun was facing the balcony, reciting poetry with open arms: "Ah! The beautiful country of cherry blossoms, long time no see, I..."

With a sound of "bang", Lin Qu closed the door, and the room was suddenly quiet.

Xiao Chuyan was hanging his clothes, looked at him and said, "You are too much."

Lin Qu had a face of "you don't understand", when Tarun came over and knocked on the door, Lin Qu immediately locked the door and told him: "You will know in the evening, she is too much, remember to lock the door, you know?"

Xiao Chuyan seemed to understand something, nodded: "Then don't use it now, this is still too much."

Lin Qu said: "Yes, I was impulsive just now, did you hear this frequency, she is about to start kicking the door... She did, and now she will make me bald when I open the door, so I can't open it."

In the evening, Tarun, his manager, and his assistants all went shopping, and to get rid of Tarun's interference, Lin Qu opened the door and wandered around leisurely.

Xiao Chuyan changed into the yukata prepared in the closet, and opened the back door of the room. It was a rooftop, but it was decorated to look like a natural courtyard.

The bamboo rockery and the soup pool are surrounded by floating trees, exuding the fragrance of green leaves, and the water in the pool is steaming and smells like sulfur.

Xiao Chuyan couldn't wait, and shouted: "Lin Qu Lin Qu Lin Qu, Qu Qu, come here quickly."

Lin Qu was watching the scenery in the living room, and walked over slowly after hearing it: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Chuyan picked up another bathrobe from the closet and threw it on him: "Change quickly."

Lin Qu threw the clothes away: "No changing, no soaking."

Xiao Chuyan expected this to be the case, but was still very disappointed.He slept with Lin Qu for so long, and Lin Qu wore T-shirts and trousers every day, so much that his skin was not exposed, even when he was exercising, he was like a woman in the feudal era, which made him almost unbearable.

He was not reconciled to such an excellent opportunity to be honest with each other, and threw himself on the bed and rolled, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, rolling over, rolling over, rolling over...

He called: "Lin Qu he he he he he he..."

Lin Qu sat down at the end of the bed while Xiao Chuyan rolled to the head of the bed, then lay down and looked at the phone.

Xiao Chuyan crawled to his side and lay down on his hands and feet, put his hands and feet on him, blinked his big eyes and asked: "Why, private soup, it's just the two of us, it's very comfortable, let's go together."

Lin Qu turned his back on him: "No soaking."

Xiao Chuyan pushed him: "Damn, I'm so boring by myself, chatting while soaking, have you guys made songs here before, tell me about it."

"No soaking."

Xiao Chuyan: "..."

Xiao Chuyan put his head on Lin Qu's hair as a pillow, and smelled it with his nose.

Ah, it smells so good~

He said, "Then come in and watch me soak..."

Lin Qu threw his hands away and stood up: "Are you sick? Why should I—!"

Xiao Chuyan had no choice but to go to the bathroom to take a shower first, and then soak in the hot water alone on the rooftop. When he came out 20 minutes later, Lin Qu lay down again, looking at his phone again.

It feels like Lin Qu is getting more and more depraved. He didn't like to use his mobile phone before, but Xiao Chuyan wanted to take his clothes off when he saw him lying on the bed like that.

Xiao Chuyan's skin was soaked white and rosy, and he fell beside Lin Qu wearing a bathrobe, turned to hug him tightly, and put his face on his shoulder: "The fragrance in the bathroom smells very good, you smell... Did you smell it?"

Lin Qu: "Hmm."

He suddenly went berserk, shook vigorously, and howled: "Why don't you soak it! You have such a good figure, let me see if I hear it, show me!"

The next morning at 9:[-] Tokyo time, a group of people came to Tatsushida Nobuda, the studio of the famous Japanese animation supervisor, to discuss production, storyboarding, soundtrack and other related issues.

Each employee in the studio is in a cubicle, everyone is busy, and the atmosphere is very quiet.Nobuda also has a cubicle. He was working, so Tsuno took them to a small meeting room and waited.

After a while, Lichi Shinoda came over with his staff, without any greetings, he immediately got to the point.

Lin Qu can also speak Japanese, and can listen but not speak. The things they discuss are very professional and fast-paced.Xiao Chuyan couldn't keep up because of the language barrier, and Talun was a three-legged cat, who could understand but didn't understand, so he secretly turned on his phone and began to browse Taobao.

Although it was Xiao Chuyan's song and the story script written by Xiao Chuyan, the story was inspired by Lin Qu's guidance. It was hard to say whether it was something in Xiao Chuyan's own mind, and he didn't know how to make those words into a movie.

So even as a "screenwriter", he is actually useless at this time, and no one asks his opinion.

The manager, the producer, and the assistant left soon after discussing the production cost and they had nothing to do, they all went to play.

In the evening when Lichi took them to the cafeteria for dinner, they were still chatting.After eating and returning to the studio, all the materials were spread out on the table, which made people feel dizzy.

Xiao Chuyan flipped through the pages one by one, unable to understand, so he and Tarun retreated to the back and continued to listen hard, but the Japanese spoke music, their accents became more and more serious, and even led Lin Qu astray, Xiao Chuyan was tired of listening .

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Xiao Chuyan and Tarun were eating snacks on the reception sofa at the back, Tarun gnawed on potato chips and complained: "I'm so tired, I can't take it anymore, everyone is off work, what time are they going to get? Why don't we go back first."

Xiao Chuyan didn't do anything today, but he was also tired and tired.He also wanted to go back to the hotel and lie down, but not alone.

After being ignored by Lin Qu for a whole day, he felt aggrieved and wanted to hug Lin Qu for a while to get better.

Xiao Chuyan sighed: "Wait for Lin Qu to join us."

It was already 1:[-] when we finally got back to the hotel. After taking a shower, Lin Qu fell asleep on the bed, not to mention hugging him, without saying a word.

In the next few days, everyone met every day to discuss painting and production. Lichi took Lin Qu to the studio to shoot motion capture, and returned to the studio with a lot of material. Several people gathered in the editing room to do animation previews.

Rough 3D people are a little scary, they are mentally polluted, Xiao Chuyan follows Lin Qu like a little tail, but he can't understand every step of their work, and no one explains it to him, and he doesn't even talk to Lin Qu a lot every day sentence.

In short, he was completely ignored.

Work ended early today, but Tsuno also came with him when he returned to the hotel, and then Lin Qu edited songs and discussed soundtracks with Tsuno in the hotel living room.

Seeing that the two were busy, Xiao Chuyan consciously didn't disturb them, went back to the room and lay down first.

During this period of time, Lin Qu didn't slow down the pace like before, taught him step by step, and tried to lead him to participate in the creation, even when making music, such as now.

Xiao Chuyan knew that it would take a lot of time, and the time of Tsuno and Lichi was very precious, he understood.

Sleeping in a daze at night, Xiao Chuyan suddenly woke up, picked up the phone and checked, at 01:30, then touched the side, it was empty, Lin Qu hadn't come back yet.

He got up and opened the door, the lights in the living room were off, it was quiet and empty.It's time, where are Lin Qu and Tsuno?

He called Lin Qu, but the phone turned off.Turning on the wall lamp in the living room, I saw Lin Qu's cell phone was on the table, I went to pick it up and saw that it was out of battery, it was a brick.

Tsuno's computer was still on on the table, and the beautiful screensavers were lighting up one by one, making Xiao Chuyan's face pale.

Xiao Chuyan poured himself a glass of water and drank it slowly, but the water was too cold, the Japanese didn't like to drink hot water, there was no kettle in the house, and the cold mineral water irritated his stomach aching.

He told himself, it's okay, Tsuno is getting old, nothing will happen.Then he took the room card and opened the door.

The corridor of the hotel at midnight was silent, Xiao Chuyan just stepped out when he heard the sound of the elevator door opening from the long end.

Then Lin Qu and Jin Ye stepped out of the elevator and walked from a distance, the long shadow stretched straight to his feet.

He retracted his legs, closed the door, turned off the light in the living room, went back to the room and lay down, slowly closed his eyes, took out a trace of sour stability from the throbbing pain in his stomach and the fullness of his chest, and took care of himself to fall asleep quickly .