The daily life of Buddhist texts

"Is it finished?" Sakamoto Taiichi asked with a smile.

"Compiled," Gen Oreki paused, and continued: "About the fact that my girlfriend's stockings turned out to be a passage to another world."

"..."

"just kidding."

"I know," Sakamoto nodded, "but are the names of light novels so long?"

"It's all this long."

"It's too long, it's better to be more concise."

"Putting all the selling points in the title can attract the corresponding audience readers," Yuan Oreki took another sip of iced Coke, "the status quo driven by pan-entertainment."

"Pan-entertainment."

"It's a phenomenon that uses consumerism and hedonism as the core, relaxes people's nerves with empty performances, and then makes people feel happy."

"You majored in sociology at university?" Sakamoto Taiichi asked.

"Sakamoto-sensei, I'm a sophomore in high school this year." Oreki Gen reminded.

There was silence.

Gen Oreki lightly pressed the summon bell, and asked the waiter to bring over another box of iced Coke and put it at his feet.At the same time, another waiter brought up two plates of translucent pan-fried beef tenderloin.

Open the lid, the surface is the burnt brown feeling that Michelin chefs love most.

The outdoor temperature is very low, and white steam can be released when you open your mouth, so eat it while it is hot.

There is no need to rush to drink Coke.

It's cold enough.

"Are you still playing the piano?" Taichi Sakamoto asked intentionally or unintentionally after eating a mouthful of fried beef tenderloin, "Has your level regressed?"

"Let's skip the on-site assessment." Oremu Gen glanced at the piano outside, and then withdrew his gaze, "And the piano playing here is too eye-catching."

Although his condition has improved a lot, he still feels guilty in front of so many people.

Do not do dangerous things.

Nor do things that might be dangerous.

Be cautious and cautious.

"Don't worry," Taiichi Sakamoto smiled, "If it's me, I'll play it for you."

Not quite right.

Oreki Gen's movements froze, "What terminal illness did I have?"

Shouldn't.

young.

Could it be from eating too many McDonald's?

Taiyi Sakamoto smiled, put a piece of pan-fried beef tenderloin into his mouth with a knife and fork, then took a sip of the red wine, put down the glass and said slowly, "What do you want to hear."

"Sakamoto-sensei, what's wrong with you?"

"When I saw the proudest student, I suddenly felt a little emotional."

"Be mature and control your emotions."

"What do you want to hear?"

"Two tigers."

"Yes, two tigers on Christmas Eve."

The pedestrian street is bustling with people, because of Christmas Eve, some people even started human observation activities here.

There was a little boy blindfolded with a black cloth standing on the side of the road, with a wooden sign hanging on his body.

There is a line of small characters written on the sign.

"On this cold Christmas Eve, I want a hug.

I believe in you, will you believe me? "

There is also a boy in a brown trench coat nearby. He uses imperceptible movements to pose for the camera, recording the process of this human observation experiment.

The people hugging the blindfolded brother were in twos and threes, and most of them were watching the fun from the sidelines.Of course, some people ridiculed him after passing by and asked him what kind of conspiracy he had.The voice was loud, but the expression of the blindfolded brother remained unchanged.

"Have you composed any music recently?" Sakamoto Taiichi asked, "I remember you liked to hum some interesting tunes when you were young."

"Yes." Oreki Gen nodded.

"Where is it displayed?"

"Youtube."

"What is the username?"

"Atamaitai."

Taichi Sakamoto was taken aback for a moment, the expression on his face was somewhat unpredictable.

And Gen Oreki didn't shy away from revealing Atamaitai's identity in front of Taichi Sakamoto, and was still drinking Coke on the ground as an old god.

For this respected old man, Oreki Gen can trust him unconditionally.

"It's a secret." Geno Oreki added.

"No wonder, I'm just as capable as you, and can find a balance between business, art, and experimentation," Sakamoto Taichi showed an inexplicably proud smile, "Atamaitai's genres have changed too much, it's hard to summarize the rules, like several genres mixed together by individual musicians."

"Standing on the shoulders of giants," Geno Oreki shook his head, "I'm just a porter."

"Don't say that, you are a genius with plenty of inspiration." Sakamoto Taiichi took a sip of caviar, chewed it slowly, and said slowly after swallowing: "Are you interested in making a movie soundtrack?"

Film soundtrack is an important part of Taiichi Sakamoto's creation. He often combines music and film content wonderfully, endowing the notes attached to the film with more existence value.

Therefore, he has a great voice in film soundtracks.

This is a recommendation from Taiichi Sakamoto, which means that as long as he is not too desperate, he will definitely have a bright future.

"I have already sold the copyright of "The Bird That Died" to Toei." Yuan Oreki replied.

"Oh, it seems so," Sakamoto Taichi responded, then nodded and said, "That symphony is really good."

Praise from Taichi Sakamoto, the godfather of music.

How many people can stand it.

Another can of Coke fell into his stomach, and the waiter on the other side lightly shook the bell in his hand after seeing this, asking if the food could be served.

After getting permission, the waiter brought up a huge plate, gently placed it on the table, and lifted the lid. Inside was a well-presented ketchup and French fries, a spicy chicken burger, and a glass of Coke.

There is also a toy GTR car.

McDonald's children's set meal, the waiter just went downstairs to buy it.

"Do you eat these things every day?" Sakamoto Taiichi asked.

"Correct."

"Pay attention to the stomach." After reminding the old man, he touched his stomach subconsciously.

"Are you sick?" Yuan Oreki keenly noticed the key.

"Rectal cancer," Tai Sakamoto nodded, "but the operation has been successfully completed, and the treatment is still in progress."

"Then don't drink." Oreki Gen looked into the old man's eyes.

Taichi Sakamoto showed a gratified smile, leaned over, stretched out his hand and patted Oriki Gen on the shoulder, then stood up and walked towards the piano.

"How about playing a few songs by Mr. Atamaitai?" Taichi Sakamoto smiled kindly.

"No more, just two tigers."

The pedestrian street is within easy reach.

The people below came and went.

Chapter 129 Chapter 128 Christmas Eve ([-])

The light music department is in good shape today.

After practicing in school, they simply carried their respective instruments to the pedestrian street at the agreed location.

The weather was very cold, and the girls all wore thick scarves.

Akiyama Mio's is plain gray, Tainaka Ritsu and Hirasawa Yui's red and black checked scarf, Kotobuki's is elegant beige.

The four of them clustered together, like squirrels keeping warm, walking slowly forward.

"It feels like there are more people than Dotonbori today." Yui Hirasawa sighed suddenly.

She is fully armed today, wearing two beige sweaters, warm earmuffs, and gloves, as if she is here for winter.

But the weather was really cold, and there was an uncle next to him wearing a down jacket and holding a hot water bottle in his hand.According to the forecast, it might even snow tonight.

"Yeah, it feels like there are more people than the Kingdom of Light." Ritsu Tainaka sighed as he looked at the crowd.

Some people have doubts about this strange analogy.

"Land of Light." Mio Akiyama repeated.

"It's the hometown of Ultraman," Ritsu Tainaka suddenly became a little excited, "It's the Ultra Star 300 million light-years away from Earth!"

"How could there be someone in Ultraman's hometown..."

"Oh, that's right." Ritsu Tainaka calmed down.

They are here to eat Chinese food today.

After setting a position on the pedestrian street, he is slowly moving in that direction.

Not only because of the cold, but also because of the instrument on his body.

Especially Tainaka Ritsu's drum kit.She took the drum kit apart at school and put it in a kit.