Tokyo Bubble Life

   "Want me to join the Composers Guild?"

  Yongshan Naoki was a little confused by Fangcun's phone call, and suddenly such a call came in a good morning,

On the other side of the phone, Otomo Yoshimura was talking about the reason: "Actually, when Junko Ito released the second single, a friend from the Composers Association asked why Naoki-san hadn't joined the composition yet. Home Association, and then spoke up about it.”

   "Huh? Didn't you say that the Composers Association is a voluntary participation? Do you have to participate?" Naoki Naoki always felt troublesome, "After joining, will there be a lot of conferences to attend?"

"There shouldn't be many meetings, maybe once or twice a year. It's more to facilitate mutual communication between composers, and then safeguard the rights of composers." Yoshimura said, "For example, if JASRAC ( When there is doubt about the division of the Japan Music Copyright Association or when you feel that your rights are being violated, when facing such a large organization, you should have a backer or something.”

   "By the way, Naoki-san really should participate in some industry gatherings or something~" Yoshimura continued, "Do you know what that friend of the Composers Association said about you?"

   "Huh?? I don't even know him, do I?"

   "Yeah, now the composer circles call you 'the eccentric creator' or the 'maverick composer'."

Hearing such a stylish title, Naoki Yongshan was actually a little proud: "Isn't this a good job, to have such a cool title, maybe there will be more words like 'the guy who is all famous' in the future. Woolen cloth."

Tomo Yoshimura suddenly felt that Naoki Naoki was no longer an authentic Japanese: "Sang Naoki, in Japan, even in the art world, being lonely and maverick is not a good description, and it is not a good description to be heard by people you don't know. When I arrived, I thought you were some kind of weird guy."

   This reminds me of Japan's non-standard culture.

   However, I’m already living in such a house, what do they say and what does it have to do with me?

   "Hahaha, Otomo-san, I can't decide what others say, just let them go~"

  Nagayama Naoki said he didn't care at all, but Fangmura Otama couldn't. He began to persuade him from another angle: "Naoki-san, in fact, joining the Composers Association has many advantages."

   "Huh? Nani?"

   "For example, for various awards and the like, the Composers Association is eligible for nominations. In fact, several of your songs in the past have the possibility of winning awards. It is because you didn't actively strive for them, so there were no awards."

   "Huh? Didn't they sort by the amount of money they gave?"

  Nagayama Naoki ate the cut fruit by himself, while feeding the beside him, and then made fun of the unspoken rules of the industry on the phone.

  Fangcun Dayou was choked by this sentence, and was speechless for a while, and finally he could only say this in a shriveled manner:

   "Eezhi Shusang. You don't think society is so dark."

  I have seen many shady scenes such as rankings, rankings, and movie stars and queens. Whether it is China, Japan or the United States, most of them are not like that~

   "Hahaha, Otomo-san, this is the ugliness of adult society~" He saw through it but didn't care at all, "But there are still a few awards that have a certain degree of objectivity."

  Yoshimura still tried his best to persuade him: "Naokushi-san, at least after joining, he will be considered a part of the composer circle, and it will be good for the songs he creates in the future."

  Although I don’t think it’s necessary, but after all, it was specially called by Fangmura Otto, and it doesn’t take much to join.

   "Okay, I'll go and apply to join."

   "Haha, that's right." Fangcun Dayou was delighted, "By the way, Naoshu-sang, don't forget the final meal tomorrow."

  After more than a month of intense filming, the filming part of "The Story of Hachiko of the Loyal Dog" has been completed, and then it is about editing, so Yitang Shuichi will have a meal for the whole group tomorrow.

   This form was not available in the last movie, and now the shooting team is more and more formal.

  After hanging up the phone, Naoki Naoyama was about to go out for a walk with Tataro. Who knew that the phone came over again, and Naoki Naoki scratched his head. Why would he call when he was free?

   "Moses Moses, this is Yamazakurain."

"Ah, Naokushi-san, you're at home, that's great." On the other side of the phone was Kuniji Morikawa, and he said enthusiastically, "Naokushi-san, the trial version of "Love Letter" has been made, and I'm free today. Come and take a look? By the way, you can take back the first royalties."

   is the right thing to do, then there is nothing you can do.

   "Hi, I'm free today, so I'll come over in a while."

   "Wait, Naoki-san, if you can, you can be a little later. We agreed to treat guests earlier." Morikawa Kuniji reminded Naoki Naoki of Naoki's previous agreement.

   "Haha, Bangji-san, you are all so familiar, so don't be so polite."

   "How about that, this is public money to eat and drink, I don't have to pay for it myself! I just want to drink~"

   Morikawa Kuniji seems to have accidentally said something incredible, leaving Naoki Naoki speechless for a while,

   "Haha, hahaha~ That's fine~"

   After the brief phone call, Naoki Naoki looked at the expectant Taro,

   "Taro, you heard it too, someone has a dinner date, and it looks like I can't go out to play today."

   "Wang Wang Wang!" (not trustworthy)

   "This is business! And it's not what I thought~"

   "Wang Wang Wang Wang ~" (public funds to eat and drink)

   Anyway, it took a while to appease Bataro. By the way, he prepared his own dog food at home. Naoki Naoki glanced at the clock. It was almost 10 o'clock, and it was almost time to go out.

   Definitely not going directly to the Shogakukan. Naoki Naoki decided to drop by the Aoyama store to chat, and then go to the Shogakukan.

   Now the weather is already time to wear short sleeves,

   However, in the Showa era, young men's clothes were more uniform compared to the colorful women's outfits.

   Office workers are more uniform, most of them are suits, trousers, shirts, even if the campus is bad, they are all wearing school uniforms, at most they are just crooked.

   However, with the spread of American culture, more and more people have begun to try different clothes. You can see that there are also jeans, t-shirts, overalls, etc. on the street.

   Walking on the streets of Chiyoda, Naoki Naoyama walks forward with the shade of the street trees. If the weather is directly exposed to the sun, I can already feel uncomfortable.

There are very few pedestrians on the road. Most of the social animals are sitting in prison in the cubicle of the office building or the assembly line of the factory. They only have the right to urinate from time to time. After get off work, they have to go to the izakaya for a strict group meal, and they will get drunk in the middle of the night. returned home, and then repeated this life the next morning.

   There are also many other people who work in a scattered way, hurrying on the road, not in the mood to take a look at the dazzling array of goods in the store next to them.

   "Master Qingshan, I'm here again!"

  Yongshan Naoki carelessly opened the door of the Qingshan shop, and then sat on the tea seat in the shop, waiting for the old man Qingshan to serve him tea.

   "You kid, don't you have to go to work?" Aoyama Shin looked disgusted, but still brought a pot of herbal tea.

   "It's impossible to go to work, and it's impossible to go to work in this life." Naoki Naoki said again, "However, it can't be said that I have nothing to do~ I just took time to see you."

   "Can you see two or three times a day?"

   "Huh? How can there be so many?"

  I run once in the morning and take a walk in the evening. I can see it when I go out to eat in a restaurant occasionally, and I can also see it when I go out to do other things. In short, Naoki Naoki always seems to be dangling in front of my eyes.

   "I always feel that you pass by the door of the store more often than the neighbor's store manager."

   "Haha, Mr. Qingshan, this shows that your shop has too few customers, so you have time to observe the people coming and going at the door."

   "Who said that, my store's business is very good!"

   In fact, crafts like this are not high-frequency transactions or just-needed products. Mr. Qingshan Xin does not rely on these individual customers from the store to make money.

   He has friendships with some travel agencies and other foreign trade agencies. From time to time, he buys souvenirs from him, or purchases a batch of goods to go abroad, etc. Those customers are the big ones.

   "Hey~ hey~ the business is very good~" Naoki Yongshan didn't continue to ask, and it would be a commercial secret of other people, "Master Qingshan, is Zhike Zisang not here today?"

   "Zhikezi is only 16 years old! She's still in school." Qingshan said this without a smile, and there was still a warning in his tone.

   "Master Qingshan, what do you mean, I just care about it."

   "Hehe~ it's not interesting." Aoyama Xin took a sip of tea, "Aren't you filming a movie? Is it over already?"

   "The filming part is over, and after that, the editing is left."

   "Isn't that when you should be busy? Why are you so busy?"

   "Isn't that someone else busy~"

   "It turned out to be a capitalist"

   After chatting about the topic, we compared the superiority of socialism and capitalism.

   Chatting with the old man in the small shop in Qingshan will soon fall into a cycle, one is disgusted, one is cheeky, and then continue the conversation,

   It’s also very interesting to talk about. No matter how far away the topic is, the two of them can always catch up. Maybe it’s like Kan Dashan and Jian Zheng in the WeChat group. Because there is no burden, they can be unconstrained.

  Nagayama Naoki and his father couldn't chat for such a long time, but in the small shop in Qingshan, they could chat with their parents for more than an hour.

   "Ah, it's almost 11 o'clock~" Naoki Naoki looked at the clock in the store, "Master Qingshan, I have to say goodbye today~"

   "Huh?" The old man, who felt that he was talking, was curious, "Is there a date?"

   "When you are so old, your mind should not be so active." There is a black line on Naoshu Naoshu's head, "It's a new novel."

   "Oh? Is it going to be published? When?"

   "It's probably coming out in mid-to-late June." Naoki Naoki estimated the time, then pushed open the door and went out, "I'll give you a copy then! Hahaha~"

   It is very interesting to think about "Love Letter" for such an old person.

   Walking slowly and unhurriedly, he came to the building of Shogakukan. Today, only Mitsuko Nishihara is on duty at the front desk.

   "Ah, Teacher Naoki, why are you here?" The little sister was obviously surprised when she saw Naoki Yongshan.

   "Photon-san, let me find Morikawa's editor."

   "Hey, so that's the case, then please Mr. Naoki come with me first~"

  So, Naoki Naoyama was taken to the familiar conference room again, and then he waited for the arrival of Morikawa Kuniji again.

   After a while, Kuniji Morikawa walked in with a book, and after greeting, he said familiarly,

   "Naoshu-san, what do you think of the design of this book?"

The cover of    is white. In the pure white snow, a girl is standing in the middle and seems to be shouting something, which is obviously the scene of the last scene.

   "It's very artistic." Naoki Naoki readily confirmed that he had no particular opinion on the cover of the book.

   "Naokushi-sang is satisfied." After that, Kuniji Morikawa took out an envelope from his pocket, "Naoki-san, this is the first printing of royalties check, a total of 12 million."

   "Ah, Arigado~" Naoki Yongshan happily accepted, this is a house~

   "Then let's get ready to eat! Let's have a drink by the way!" After Morikawa Kuniji completed the task, the whole person relaxed,

  Nagayama Naoki looked at him and couldn't help but muttered in his heart:

   "Why do you feel like this guy wants to eat more than me? It's clear that I'm the one who was invited?"

The place to entertain guests this time is still the restaurant near the Xiao Xuekan. In this era, if you don’t eat foreign dishes such as Western food and French food, it seems to be a bit inferior. Of course, high-end Japanese food stores are also possible. .

   But it may be the reason why Morikawa Kuniji wants to drink, so he chose traditional Japanese food, sake, plum wine, and medicinal wine. Today, Morikawa Kuniji seems to really want to drink.

   "Naoki-san, thank you very much, thanks to you, my position is finally going to be promoted!" After a few drinks, Morikawa Kuniji started to blush, but it turned out to be a promotion, no wonder he had to drink.

   "This is Bangji-san's own efforts, how does it have anything to do with me?" Naoki Naoki was curious,

   "Thanks to Naokushi-san's novel winning, I have the opportunity to participate in the salon and have the opportunity to contact foreign publishers."

   Is this the boring salon after the last award? Morikawa Kuniji actually got on his thigh~

   "Hahaha, that's why Bangji-san's ability is valued!"

   "In short, if there is no Zhishusang, I don't know when all this will reach me. Zhishusang is my lucky star!"

   "Hahaha, I want a drink~"

   Morikawa Kuniji seems to be really happy. He kept going cup by cup and just had a meal. It turned into drinking completely.

   When the meal was over, Naoki Naoki discovered that the drunk guy had paid for it in advance, and it seemed that he was really drunk.

   After returning to Yamazakurain, Naoki Naoki, who was only slightly blushing, also rested for a while.

   After sobering up, Naoki Naoki suddenly felt like he was in a state of doing nothing. He touched the puppy's head and thought:

  The filming has been completed, and the editing will take a few days; the decoration of the disco is in progress, and it is estimated that it will not be ready until the middle of the year; the newly bought Toyota Century will not be available until the end of June.

   It seems that these few days are a blank period!

   So I watched TV all afternoon, which seemed to be too decadent,

   And want to do something else, but there is no good way, even the most time-killing games are still pixel version

  No wonder people say that the biggest problem with rich people is boredom~

  I had a simple meal in the evening, and after a long tangle, Naoki Naoki called Naoki Yuanta's phone,

   "Yuantai-sang, do you want to come out to play at night?"