MTL - Tokyo Bubble Life-Chapter 326 325, Horror at the Dominion of a Recording Studio Tyrant...

  Chapter 326 325, Horror at the Dominion of a Recording Studio Tyrant.

   Sure enough, on the second day, Naoki Naoyama was kicked out of the studio by Shuichi Itou as soon as he arrived at the student apartment.

   What else was saying in his mouth:

   "Leave the rest to me, Naoki-san is no longer needed here ~ Otomo-san is your home~"

   Tch, don’t ask me to come over next time you shoot other videos!

   Naoki Naoyama had no choice but to drive a convertible to the studio, and suddenly found that Masato Inada was already waiting in the studio with Junko Ito.

"Naoki-san, good morning~" Junko Ito wore a white thick sweater with slim-fit jeans, looking very youthful. On the face, they have already taken off their original youthful appearance.

   Naoki Naoyama naturally replied enthusiastically: "Good morning Junko-chan, she is getting more and more beautiful~"

   "Naoki-san's mouth is so sweet~ I must have deceived many girls~" Ito Junko squinted her eyes with a smile. The more she knew about Naoki Naoyama, the more she knew that he was very casual among acquaintances.

   This sentence made Naoki Naoki unable to answer it. He obviously never lied to the little girl, but unconsciously gave the impression of being very caring and experienced.

   "Junko-chan, don't ruin my reputation~" Naoki Naoyama walked into the office while talking,

   "Otomo-san, did you and Xiu Yi-sang reach a consensus in private?"

  Otomo Fangcun didn’t know when he got into the habit of drinking a cup of hot tea in the morning. At this time, he was holding a cup of hot tea and tasting it slowly. It was the tea sent by Naoki Nagayama

   Seeing someone coming in, there is no special action: "There is no such thing as a unified consensus, of course. However, it is already a subconscious agreement to want Naoki-san to be less idle!"

   ".Why can't you be free?" Naoki Naoyama was speechless, "Isn't making money just to not have to work so hard?"

   "If Naoki-san is so decadent, he will be broken!"

   Fangcun Otomo seems to be a little serious, "Even if you don't work for money, at least do something interesting and worth working hard~"

   "Is Naoki-san not interested in music and film careers?"

  Naoki Naoyama scratched his head slightly, and said:

   "If I say no, I seem to be a little interested. But if I say I am interested, I don't seem to be so interested"

  Since earning money from records and movies, my goals in life seem to be drifting with the tide.

  However, it is actually very comfortable to be a salted fish that drifts with the flow~

  Dayou Fangcun sighed. Sure enough, people with too much talent have a common problem. Because you can achieve achievements that ordinary people can't achieve with hard work, so you don't pay much attention to achievements in this area.

   These, perhaps, can only be adjusted by himself~

"No matter what. It's always right to get rid of the things at hand first." Fangcun Otomo gave up the idea of ​​influencing Naoki Nagayama, and directly talked about the next arrangement, "Let's finish recording Junko-chan's new song today. .”

   "Hi, hi~" Naoki Naoyama didn't say much, "But is there an appointment at the recording studio?"

   "Huh? We've already taken over a recording studio, Naoki, don't you know?" Otomo Yoshimura asked in surprise as if he had just realized it.

   "Take over a recording studio?"

   "Yeah, didn't you say before that there is a bit too much demand for your own artists now, so it's better to have your own recording studio?"

   "So, Otomo-san just bought one?"

  Are you moving so fast?

   "Ah, it just so happens that someone I know is going to make a move." Otomo Fangcun resumed his calm attitude, "And we took over the employees of the original recording studio by the way, and put them under the new label of rebellion."

   ".It really is Otomo-san, you have considered everything~"

  It was only at this time that Naoki Naoyama realized that after having a company, someone would actually take what he said casually as an instruction and complete it.

   Masami Inata drove ahead to lead the way, Naoki Nagayama followed,

   Soon, the car arrived near Ueno Park in Taito District, a place called Shin-Okachimachi. The recording studio that was taken over was here, and a Christian church was opposite.

  "Xinyin.Studio" looked at the name on the sign, and Naoki Naoyama was a little curious, "Is this the new name given by Otomo-san or the old name?"

   "It's the old one." Masami Inata said from the side, "Because the recording studio was taken over directly, nothing has changed except for the shares."

   "So it is~"

   This is a small house hidden between street shops, almost all of which are old wooden structures, which should not look very expensive.

   Naoki Naoyama pushed open the small door and went in directly. The inside was clean, as if it had been redecorated.

   There is a small front desk on the first floor, but there are no people there. The real recording place is on the second floor, one upstairs. It seems to be the reason of the sound insulation material, and it suddenly seems a lot quieter.

  There are four simple rooms, and there are two rest rooms close to the street outside, which are convenient for communication and some textual things.

  The two rooms on the inside have been opened up, separated into the recording room and the external center console. Now a little brother is debugging,

   "Terakoko-san, we are here!" Inada Masami greeted, and when the little brother turned around, "This is our president, Naoki Nagayama. Naoki-san, this is the sound repairer Onodera Shinko."

   This is the first time for Onodera Shinobu to meet the big boss of his new company. He quickly stood up and bowed: "President Yongshan, this is the first time we meet. I am Onodera Shinobu. Please give me your advice."

   "Nice to meet, I'm Naoki Nagayama~"

  The introduction of bowing to each other when meeting for the first time is really too low, why can't we westernize it and shake hands?

   "I'm going to trouble Ono-kun today."

   "Where is it, this is what I should do."

  It should not be the first time Junko Ito has come here, she is very familiar with this place, and greeted the sound repairer very familiarly,

  After chatting for a while, the business is still about to start, Naoki Naoyama asked directly:

   "Junko-chan, have you tried it before? How about it, "Displaced Time and Space" can be fully sung, right?"

   "Hi, I've tried many times~"

   "Then let me listen~"

   Junko Ito walked into the recording room, and Naoki Naoyama also put on headphones, but this time it was a Chinese song adapted into Japanese, Naoki Naoyama was also a little cautious.

  As the soft music sounded, Ito Junko's sweet voice with some milk sounds came out of the earphones,

  "

  気まぐれできまる身命を (Fate is not a rock-paper-scissors decision)

  変えたくて (so willful)

  same as じ风浴びたら (I blow the evening wind that you blow)

  君君を抱きしめられる (do we count as a hug)

  ”

  Even in Japanese, the lyrics sound very good.

  After Naoki Naoyama heard it, he didn’t speak for a long time, and Junko Ito also knew Naoki Naoki’s style as a music producer, and just quietly waited for the next instruction.

   "Ono-kun?"

  The sudden voice made Onodera, who didn't know what to do, panic a little.

   "Hi? I'm here!"

   Naoki Naoyama smiled: "Please add the background music, let me hear the effect. Junko-chan wait a little bit~"

  Xinodera quickly operated on the center console, and then started playing.

  After adding the music, Ito Junko's voice sounded more healed, but it lost the little regret of the song itself.

   "ただひとり (finally empty is empty

   Lyrics like this, with a strong sense of unwillingness to fate, are not reflected.

   Naoki Nagayama waved his hand, indicating that Junko Ito had come out,

   "Junko-chan, what were you thinking when you were singing just now?"

   "Ah. I'm thinking about how to sing well." Ito Junko murmured, "To be specific, I'm thinking about where to sing softly and where to accentuate"

  The little girl talked about her feelings honestly, "As for emotions, I just immerse myself in a sad feeling."

"Isn't it sad? It can't be said to be wrong." Naoki Naoyama said, "Junko-chan, in fact, this song is not a sad song. The song itself is actually telling the impermanence of fate. Those who miss it will Gone."

   "The name of "Displaced Time and Space", perhaps it should be called Missing Absence is more appropriate."

  In this era, high school students do not have rich and colorful sources of information. Children like Ito Junko are actually relatively simple. They no longer miss the impermanence of fate, and actually have no real sense.

   ". Fate or something" Junko Ito showed a look of embarrassment on her face.

   Naoki Naoyama helped recall: "Junko-chan, is there any past events that you can't understand? Someone you like in school? Missing and not confessing. Or something else"

   "Confession!" Junko Ito said suddenly.

"Eh?"

   "When I was in junior high school, I confessed to someone I liked! I also dated!" Junko Ito seemed to be quite calm, but it was also true that first love was not a big deal in Japan when she was in junior high school.

   "Ah, that's how it is. It's a pity to break up after that, right?"

  Because they have been in a relationship before, it means they have broken up. Naoki Naoyama feels that this first love that was abandoned halfway must be a matter of uneasiness.

   "After dating with no regrets, I discovered that guy has a lot of shortcomings, so I just dumped him!" Junko Ito said this without any hesitation.

   "Ah, this." Naoki Naoyama was choked speechless, and even the faces of Shinobu Onodera and Masami Inada next to him showed strange expressions

   Talk about a nostalgic first love.

   "Hahaha, Junko-chan, very decisive. Stop the loss in time!"

"of course!"

   Junko Ito seems to have a very strong heart. With such a character, how can she express the regret of being impermanent and missing. Naoki Naoyama fell into deep thought~

   After being unable to think of a solution for a long time, Naoki Yongshan asked several people to rest for a while. After all, if no solution is found, staying in the recording studio is just a waste of time.

   Naoki Naoyama sat in a room outside, opened the window, and continued to think

   Let Junko read a book? The kind of fate that doesn't pay? Let her experience the experience of missing it and never letting it go? Let someone else tell her?

   Why can't Ito Junko understand quickly.

  At this time, a bell sounded from the church outside the window, which brought Naoki Naoyama back to his senses.

   "The bell is ringing at this time, is this a Christian church?"

  From the outside of the window, it seems that there are activities going on inside the church. Everyone is quietly listening to the priest's words, and the whole atmosphere looks solemn and calm.

   It seemed that even the people on the street were infected, and the noise suddenly became much quieter.

   Naoki Naoyama was just looking at it out of curiosity, but at this moment he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Isn't the impermanence of fate what religion is best at?! Especially Buddhism!"

  So Naoki Nagayama found Shinobu Onodera who was smoking with Masami Inata: "Ono-kun, are there any temples nearby?"

  Xin Xiaoye was obviously a little caught off guard: "Huh? A temple? A few blocks away is Sensoji Temple."

   "Asakusa Temple?" Naoki Naoyama shook his head, "It's too big, there are too many people, and there is no clean atmosphere. Is there a smaller one with fewer people?"

   "Across two intersections, there is a small temple that is not very famous, and it seems to worship the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva"

   "Are there any monks who can do things?"

   "Huh? Fa Shi?"

   "The kind that preaches scriptures and prays for blessings~"

   "It should be fine." Onodera Shinko was not too sure, but at least it should be fine to pray.

   "Then let's go!" Naoki Naoyama shouted at Junko Ito, "Junko-chan, let's go, let's go to worship Buddha!"

   "Huh?" Junko Ito was confused, "Why did you suddenly go to worship Buddha?"

   "To let you experience the impermanence of fate!"

Naoki Yongshan said with a smile, in fact, he just wanted Junko Ito to participate in the rituals of the temple. Japanese young people are still superstitious about these. After participating in the rituals, their hearts will naturally be infected and a sense of awe will arise. Affection.

  This kind of emotion, in fact, is very similar to the awe of fate, it is all emotions for the superior things that cannot be touched and cannot be changed by oneself

  In that state of mind, it seems okay to sing this song, right?

   Besides, even if it doesn’t work, there’s nothing wrong with asking for luck~

  Four people went out together, three were confused, and one seemed to have a bottom line, so they headed for a small temple not far away.

  But after arriving, I found out that this unknown temple is really small, and there are no people there. There is only one hall, and the small side room is behind it, where Miaozhu lives.

   "Ono-kun, you are familiar with it, ask Miao Zhu if he can do a blessing ceremony for Ito Junko." Naoki Naoyama directed,

   "Junzijiang, don't think about anything else now, just come to the temple to do a prayer ceremony."

  Miaozhu who is over half a hundred years old is naturally willing, because Onodera is willing to give money

   Then he took out wooden fish, patchwork clothes and other magic tools, and became a real monk. He began to chant scriptures in the hall, and he really looked like a great monk.

   Junko Ito, on the other hand, followed the formal procedure, cleaned her hands and face, calmed her mind, offered incense, and then knelt with her hands folded piously on the futon of the main hall and listened to Buddhist scriptures.

  After closing the door, the whole atmosphere became quiet. The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the main hall seemed to be quietly looking at the believers in the audience, showing endless compassion.

The entire ceremony of listening to scriptures and praying for blessings lasted about 40 minutes. At the end, Lao Miaozhu was a little dry and his voice became a little hoarse. Junko Ito seemed to be a Buddhist, and she was still kneeling on the futon meticulously. superior.

   After the last sound of the wooden fish, Junko Ito finally opened her glasses, and when she came out to see Naoki Nagayama, she seemed to feel much calmer in her heart, and her eyes were exceptionally clear.

   "Naoki-san, I feel a little heavy, but also a little calm."

   "Junzijiang, keep it up! It may be difficult to achieve the realm where all four things are empty, but it doesn't hinder, we just need a little artistic conception."

   While Junko Ito was still in the mood, Naoki Naoki and his team hurried back to the recording studio and started the intense recording process.

   This time, "ただひとり" in the lyrics is sung with great feeling.

   "Very good, Junko-chan, I feel it this time." Naoki Naoyama said happily, "But this time the taste of peace is too strong, and the resentment is a little less, and the sweet feeling is a little less."

   "Come again, with the relaxation of the mood just now, I believe that I will slowly find a balance in the future!"

"Hi!"

   So it took a long time to find this balance. Junko Ito sang it no less than 50 times

  I don’t even have lunch

  On this day, Junko recalled the horror of being ruled by the tyrant of the recording studio, and the shame of being constantly picked on by Naoki Nagayama

  (end of this chapter)