My love life with the Yuanzu singer

Chapter 3 Diva's Mischief
It can be said that the two parties are affectionate and the concubine is interested. It is naturally very easy to chat. When it was confirmed that Hiroshi Kimura would debut as a singer and also sing a song composed and written by himself, both Hanami He and Mingxing Fangze were shocked. .

"Kimura-san can still write songs?" Hanamihe asked in disbelief. The man in front of him is already so handsome that most neon men feel inferior. If he still has talent, how can other neon men survive? .

"Yes, President Hanami, if possible, I hope to use your company's audition room to try it out and see if the song I wrote meets the requirements." Kimura Hiroshi said with certainty.

Now that they have said so, it is unreasonable not to give it a try. The two brought Hiroshi Kimura to the audition room. Hearing that Hiroshi Kimura would play and sing by himself, the two had nothing to say.

Yanyin is just an artist management company. It does not have a recording studio for professional recording, but it does have an audition room for recording demos for the company's singers or testing newcomers.

The audition room has no windows for sound insulation, so it will be a little dark if the lights are not turned on. After Hiroshi Kimura walked in, he found that there seemed to be a problem with the lighting, and it was very dim inside.

"Could it be that the singers of Yanyin have special hobbies and like to audition in a dark environment?" Hiroshi Kimura didn't quite understand. He looked around and found something wrong.

There was a pitch-black mass in the innermost corner, which was somewhat inconsistent with the surrounding darkness. It seemed that someone was covering it with a black cloth. When he looked carefully, he saw a light blue skirt protruding from the corner of the black cloth. He had seen skirts of this color before.

"Hey, the queen diva actually likes to play pranks. This is pure black history, but I'll see if you scare me or I scare you later." Hiroshi Kimura smiled wickedly.

"Hey, Kimura-san? The light in the audition room seems to be broken today, do you need to wait until it is repaired before singing?" At this time, Mingxing outside also found that the light was wrong, and asked Kimura Hiroshi.

Shaking his head, "Mr. Mingxing, as long as the audition equipment is good, the song I want to sing is called the most important event. If possible, I hope to use it as my debut song."

"Okay, Kimura-san, let's start, as long as the song can reach the standard, then we will consider it." After speaking, Ming Xing hung up the phone and signaled that everything was OK in front of the glass.

He took off the guitar, adjusted it, and last night he chose the song he wanted, a rock and roll.

There are a lot of neon male and female idol singers in this era, most of them sing love songs, and the homogenization is serious.

Although his handsome appearance is completely outstanding, he still decided to make a difference. The debut song must not sing love songs, but rock and roll. If an idol singer debuts and sings rock and roll, then he is definitely the first. The combination of the two may have unexpected results.

The song he chose was "The Most Important Event" by the Big Event Band. Most people probably don't know the name, but the Cantonese song Red Sun, which was sung by Hacken Lee, became popular in the Chinese-speaking circle.

This is an impassioned and uplifting rock song. It is definitely impossible to express its essence with a guitar alone, but it is still possible to restore some of its charm.

As soon as the guitar sounded, listening to the prelude, Hanami He and Mingxing Hanazawa outside the door felt the combination of pop music and rock, and the prelude was very pleasant.

"Things that can't admit defeat,
something you can't give up,

What cannot escape,

stick to what you believe
When it's about to fail,
Those are the most important things! "

The passionate and uplifting lyrics, coupled with Kimura Hiroshi's bright voice, immediately made the listeners feel numb and bloody, and seemed to be full of strength all of a sudden.

"Instead of erecting a proud stele, it's better to live in a mediocre way. As long as you are here, there will always be injured people who will speak willful words."

After the excitement, it returned to calm, and began to speak slowly, persuading people to live a good life. This song composed by Toshiyuki Tachikawa after the neon economic bubble burst has inspired countless neon people who are facing despair.

Even now, it is equally suitable. Although the income has reached the level of developed countries, the neon class is strict, the work life is very depressing, and the carnival of the bubble era has not yet arrived. People have to deal with long hours of heavy work every day. In the future, this song will definitely resonate with many people.

The two people outside looked at each other as they listened, their eyes were full of astonishment, they couldn't figure out how a 17-year-old boy could make such a song full of experience and inspiration.

At the end of the song, Hiroshi Kimura walked out of the audition room with a guitar in hand, and closed the door. The two people outside the door came over immediately. Great, this song is also very good, you are a natural male idol, I can't wait to let the world know you."

"Very good, really good, I didn't expect 17-year-old Kimura-san to be able to write such rock and pop music, he is simply a genius!" Ming Xing was not stingy with his praise.

After being praised by two people, Hiroshi Kimura's face turned hot. After all, this is not his original creation, but the use of his literary copying skills.

"Thank you for the compliment, I still have a lot of shortcomings, please give me more advice in the future."

Keep your posture low, don't be too arrogant, after all, he is still a fresh and tender newcomer, and he needs these big shots to invest money to open his way.

"Okay, next, let Kimura-san and I go to the office. I think it's necessary to discuss the contract." After speaking, the two walked out with Kimura Hiroshi.

But after a while, Hiroshi Kimura came back again, quietly hid outside the door of the audition room, cut out two holes with a piece of paper, pasted it on his face, and then squatted down.

It seems to be sure that the people outside have left, there are rustling voices in the audition room, and there is a small whisper, "Awesome, the singing is really good."

Originally, she planned to jump out of the darkness after the newcomer's audition, and startled the three of them. She didn't expect this newcomer's song to be so powerful, which made her a little obsessed. She didn't pay attention when the song was over. arrive.

While thinking about it, he opened the door, his mind wandering, and he didn't notice that there was someone hiding at the door. Suddenly, he saw a guy with no face and only black eyes appearing. Nakamori Akina who opened the door was scared back again and again.

And on the ground behind her was the black cloth she had thrown in the audition room. Her footsteps were messy, and the black cloth wrapped around her ankles.

Originally, Hiroshi Kimura just wanted to take revenge, but he didn't expect Akina Nakamori to be so frightened that he was about to fall. He hurried forward, grabbed Akina Nakamori's hand, and wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling. .

This is the future Yuanzu singer, if she is so scared that she falls, then he is not a big sinner, and Cai Chui can probably eat him alive.

Just this hug, Hiroshi Kimura discovered a huge secret, that is Fat Nakamori, who still looks a little chubby now, has a surprisingly thin waist, he doubts that he can wrap it around with one hand, this woman, no wonder there are people in future generations Call her a thousand-year-old waist, she is so thin now, when she grows up and loses baby fat, if her waist is twisted, it will kill people.

Seeing that he was about to fall, the white-faced man who frightened him hugged him all at once, Nakamori Akina let out a long breath, and the white on the white-faced man's face also fell off, turning into that overly handsome newcomer, She could clearly smell the faint scent of soap emanating from his body.

This made her blushed slightly, and said in her characteristic whisper, "Arnold, can you let me go and let me stand up."

(End of this chapter)