The daily life of Buddhist texts

Suzuki Miko found a suitable position, looked around, and found that the person playing the piano was a bit strange.

He had a schoolbag on his head, which he used as a hat.

Two slender hands danced wantonly on the black and white keys, playing tense and fast-paced music one after another.

Every time I press the keys, it seems that there are ripples on the surface of the water, tirelessly.

Miko Suzuki noticed that a boy with a cropped head poked his companion.

"This guy is from Zong Wu Gao, he is so powerful." The cropped boy said in a low voice.

"And it's still Loser, such a fast-paced song..."

"But in fact, it is Atamaitai who is the best, how can there be such a good music without him!"

"really."

In the crowd, the bodies of the two of them are the happiest.

As Oreki Gen's hands continued to dance, "Loser" came to the chorus.

"I'm a loser, so it's okay to bluff."

"I'm a Loser, so bluffing..."

The boy who made the sound quickly covered his mouth, and smiled shyly when he saw the kind eyes of the people around him.

It's normal to be unable to help yourself, not to mention being surrounded by young people who can understand each other and have the same hobbies.

More and more people gathered, and some people even started to record videos.

That's great, the power of Atamaitai has been passed on to everyone through fans!

A smile gradually bloomed on Suzuki Miko's face, and her affection for the boy with the schoolbag doubled.

What would he look like if he took off his schoolbag?

Suzuki Miko's psychology began to faintly look forward to.

But people who are used to covering their faces generally don't seem to be very good-looking.

But forget it, talent is good!Just like Atamaitai!

Miko Suzuki's heart began to pound, and she couldn't take her eyes off those white and slender hands.

Let's add Line later!

Thinking this way, Miko Suzuki, who was looking left and right, suddenly sprained her ankle.

Almost instantly, a strong hand supported Miko Suzuki's arm, preventing her from falling further.

Miko Suzuki raised her head and found that it was a handsome... old man?

He has gray hair, a strong figure, a black suit, a white shirt inside, and a neatly tied tie. A fairly accomplished artist.

"Next time you won't be so lucky."

His voice is kind and kind, reminding Miko Suzuki of her deceased grandfather.

Miko Suzuki nodded, expressing that she was fine, and said thank you in a low voice.

He patted Miko Suzuki on the back lightly, turned his head and continued to look at the boy who was playing the piano.

With a look of appreciation in his eyes, he even shook his feet gently with the young people around him, changing the rhythm with the melody.

Wait a moment……

Miko Suzuki suddenly felt that this old man looked familiar.

Wait... I think I've seen it on TV...

Saw it on Youtube's music channel too...

Wait a moment……

Suzuki Miko's expression became exciting in an instant.

She covered her mouth with disbelief in her eyes.

and many more!

This!

Not this one!

National musician!

Taichi Sakamoto! ! !

Seeing Suzuki Miko's appearance, the gray-haired grandfather smiled slightly, put his index finger between his lips, and made a gesture of silencing Suzuki Miko.

Miko Suzuki covered her mouth with both hands and nodded vigorously.

Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Social fear will collapse in crowded places

Taiichi Sakamoto, island country composer, music producer, pianist, Bachelor of Composition at Tokyo University of the Arts...

All kinds of countless titles can almost fill a page.

He has won many international awards and has a high gold content, but he is humble and low-key.

If Atamaitai is a milestone for modern young people, then Taichi Sakamoto is a bright light in the music world of the entire island country, a godfather-level existence.

He ended a reception today on the top floor of the Quartz Building, which was full of celebrities from all walks of life, as well as wealthy businessmen from overseas. He acted as a bridge in it, introducing everyone to each other.

Obviously, this social reception was used to expand the social life of rich people.

But Sakamoto Taiichi is actually not very interested in this kind of reception, if he was not entrusted by others, he would not go today.

The extravagant and slightly boozy atmosphere at the reception made him uncomfortable, so he found an excuse and left first.

Then he brought his bald assistant to pick some fruit and go back to eat.

As a result, I heard someone playing the piano in the mall, but I couldn't hear it clearly because of the distance.

So with the attitude of appreciating and judging young people, Sakamoto Taichi came to the source of the sound.

This is a boy with a schoolbag on his head, wearing a school uniform, with a slender figure, and his hands are flying on the black and white keys like dancing butterflies.

The pose is professional, the tempo, tone control, disconnection handling, multi-part handling, etc. are perfect.

He looked extraordinary in all aspects, exuding a maturity and professionalism that did not belong to this age.

Taichi Sakamoto has heard this song.

It is "Atamaitai", who is known as the light of the new era of the island country. His debut track "Loser" became popular on the Internet three days after it was uploaded to Youtube.

For talented young people, Taichi Sakamoto is still very concerned.

After all, young people are the development trend of society, and they have to keep learning to create better works.

According to Taiyi Sakamoto, this song "Loser" is not bad in composition and arrangement. It is unique in terms of lyrics and conception, and there are things worthy of appreciation. It can be regarded as a good work, but it is still lacking in some aspects.

So Taichi Sakamoto wanted to give advice to the other party.

So he followed the Atamaitai account, but the other party didn't reply to it.

But Taiichi Sakamoto didn’t care too much, because Atamaitai’s watchlist basically only has funny videos and some interesting YouTubers, which shows that he doesn’t care much about interacting with celebrities to attract traffic.

Talented and individual, such a young man Taichi Sakamoto likes it very much.

It doesn't matter if he can't point it out, the one who loses is himself.

Taking back the wandering thoughts, Sakamoto Taiichi looked at Oreki Gen with admiration and a little praise.

At such an age, such a piano level, I am afraid that only my young self can compare it.

"Mr. Sakamoto, this little guy has a strong sense of weight."

The tall, bald assistant put his mouth close to Taichi Sakamoto's ear and whispered.

"Well, better than many professional pianists, I should have an impression of such a child."

Taiichi Sakamoto often enters some piano competitions, and judges recognized young people, clearing some obstacles for them on the road of music.

"Don't Mr. Sakamoto know him?" the bald assistant asked.

"You put your schoolbag on your head, and I can't recognize it."

"Feel sorry."

Only then did the bald assistant realize that he had asked a stupid question, and scratched his shiny head in embarrassment.

"But the hands... look familiar." Taichi Sakamoto said.

Gradually, the song is coming to an end.

Surrounded by a girl with a camera, she seemed to be a Youtuber of life. She looked excited, as if she was going to interview the boy in school uniform wearing a schoolbag after the song was over.

It was originally a very interesting thing, but Taichi Sakamoto seemed to notice something, and suddenly frowned.

The hand of the boy in the school uniform who was in the final stage trembled slightly, and he almost pressed a wrong note.

The body trembled imperceptibly.

Finally, a figure flashed in Taichi Sakamoto's mind.

Coincidentally, according to the other party's father's description, the other party went to school in Chiba City.

"The hands and the habit of playing the piano... he is a child of the Oreki family, so this level is reasonable, but..."

Seeing Oreki Gen's appearance, Taichi Sakamoto frowned.

Is there really no problem?

Sakamoto Taiichi vaguely remembered that the Oreki family's child suffered from a strange disease.

In places with many people, you will feel uncomfortable, and communicating with others will aggravate the symptoms, and in severe cases, you may even have a nervous breakdown and faint.

There was a bang, and the song ended, and there was applause of admiration from around, and people began to lean towards Zhe Muyuan.

"real."

"Yes." The bald assistant replied.