"The total number of subscribers to the channel has exceeded 1100 now...do you want to consider making a 1000-subscribe celebration video?" Xinyi was thinking about this somewhat useless question.

"Forget it. If the channel can break through 10000 subscribers, then we can make a celebration video. It would be a bit too flamboyant to do it now." After thinking for a moment, Xinyi gave up the plan to make a celebration video for 1000 subscribers.

After confirming that there were no sensitive issues in the recording of his first live broadcast, Xinyi uploaded the recording to the Bailuchu channel.

"Well——finally, I'm done." Xinyi stood up, stretched himself, and stretched his muscles and bones.He has been sitting since 4:9 p.m. and is now close to [-]:[-] p.m. It is inevitable that he will feel sore all over his body.

"Just do something to cope with it." Xinyi felt a little hungry, looked at the clock again, and made a decision.

After he had dinner and returned to his room, he found another unread message on the line.

From Paryi - "Congratulations to Mr. Bailu for the successful premiere!"

The letter replied: "Thank you Mr. Paryi for making such a fine Live2d for me, I am very grateful."

At this time, another unread message came from Taojiang—"Mr. RoQ! Congratulations on the successful premiere!"

"Eh?" Xinyi was a little surprised, but soon relieved.

After all, he asked Tao Jiang to help him find a painter.Bailuchu is Shigure Yuyi's "child". After seeing his promotional tweet, Taojiang went to Youtube to watch Bailuchu's first live broadcast, and he could recognize it as Shinichi.

"Thank you." Now that Tao Jiang has discovered it, there is no point in denying it.Shinichi replied honestly.

Seeing the reply from the guy with the note "Xinichi-kun", Momoko-Kuno Mizuki's eyes lit up.

She took a deep breath and looked at the registration page on the computer screen in front of her.

"Mr. Egret! Let's meet again in the world of Vtuber!"

After Meiyue finished typing this line and sent it, she realized that her hands were shaking.

"It is impossible for this industry to survive on its own, just like the current Nico live broadcast. He must need my help." Meiyue said to herself, while clenching her pink fist to cheer herself up, "I believe Myself, Kuno Mizuki! You can definitely do it!"

On the other side, Xinyi looked at Taojiang's message and was stunned for a while.

"In the vtuber world... shall we meet again?"

Shinichi turned off the phone and sighed, "I want to have the ability to protect my friends in the Vtuber industry, just like I used to do in nico and tc." Shinichi smiled helplessly, "Only 3D In the industry where only Vtuber can be the leader in video, what am I thinking..."

He walked to the window and was about to close the curtains and look at the night sky—in the urban area, the stars in the night sky disappeared.

"Maybe it's harder to do that kind of thing than seeing the stars here?" He laughed at himself in a low voice.

Speaking of the stars, at this moment, in this situation, Shinichi couldn't help humming softly a passage from the famous song "Pleiades" by Mr. Tanimura Shinji——

"Ah... scattered stars."

"Dotted the night sky indicates destiny."

"I'm about to go, with a silver starlight on my face."

"I'm leaving."

"Farewell, Star of Destiny."

The difficulty of this song is not low. Since Xinyi had a quarrel with his father two years ago, he has stopped practicing singing.But when the narrative of the voice is enough, even a slight lack of singing skills can move people.

As soon as Xin finished singing such a short passage, he shook his head and turned around to go out to wash.

When he looked up, he saw his gray-haired father standing at the door of his room, looking at him with a half-smile.

PS1. Newcomers and new books, please recommend and collect

PS2.1. There are too few live broadcasts at the beginning of January...Basically, no information can be found...

PS3. Thanks to my friend Itsuki for providing several Vtuber information websites, I kowtow to you.

PS4. After discussing with others, I will change it to 2 updates per day and 2k words per update in the future.

Chapter 16 Fourteen. Father and Son Night Talk

As soon as Moriuchi saw his father's obviously tired face, showing a half-smile expression, he couldn't help swallowing with a "goo".

"Didn't you say that you don't like music?" Mori Kasumi didn't want to give his son a chance to fool around, and walked into the room, blocking the escape route that Shinichi wanted.

The old man glanced around his son's room, his eyes froze slightly on the computer behind Xinyi, snorted softly, and then looked at Xinyi who was looking away.

"The illness you mentioned is also fake?" Moriu Shin's tone was a little disappointed.

"I'm not lying!" Shinichi can admit that he lied to his father about whether he likes music, but the psychological pressure he has accumulated due to aphasia over the past few years is questioned by his father, which is unacceptable to him, as if The pain I have been feeling is the same as he directed and acted on his own.

But when he saw his father with a slightly tired face, his head gradually drooped again.

Compared with when the two of them quarreled more than two years ago, his hair became more frosty and white, his skin became looser, and a little dull. He is as bright as before, but full of bloodshot——In the past two years, Moruchi has been deeply involved in a copyright dispute with his former friend, and he has spent a large part of his efforts in dealing with this matter in the past two years.

When Moriuchi saw Shinichi, he just yelled something back to himself, and then just stood there silently. "What? Surprised to see me back?" He rubbed his nose and said playfully.

"No, you should have a good rest when you come back." Xinyi didn't want to bring up the topic of his aphasia with his father, so he decided to change the subject, "Father is so happy, it seems that the matter has been resolved? Congratulations, father, I'm going to wash up gone."

After finishing speaking, Shinichi was going to bypass his father and walk out of his room.

But before he could take a step, Shin Mori took a picture of him and said: "It is because the copyright dispute between me and Sakurai has been resolved that I want to come back and chat with you. Don't try to change the subject, let's go downstairs , talk in the living room."

"Okay." Xinyi looked reluctant.Because he could even guess what his father was going to say.

"Sit on the sofa over there, let us father and son have a good talk after a long absence." The father's voice was rare and gentle.This clearly exceeded Xinyi's expectations.

Shinichi sat on the sofa, staring at his father, waiting for him to speak first.

Moriuchi kept looking at his eldest son, probably thinking about how to speak.

The two were silent for a moment, and Shinuchi Moriuchi spoke——

"Your illness, is it true?" To be honest, Moriujin always felt that this was just a reason for Shinichi to try to avoid his vocal lessons.

"It's true." Shinichi replied.

"Of course I, like you, hope I don't have this strange disease."

"When I didn't know that I was suffering from that disease, my biggest dream was to become an outstanding top singer. Bring enjoyment to the largest audience on the highest stage."

Speaking of this, Shinichi had a hazy smile on his face, but his voice trembled inexplicably, "If I can really do that, I will be the happiest person in the world."

"If that's the case, she'll be happy too," interjected Moriuchi.

"But why did it become like this?" He looked at Xinyi with regret in his eyes, "What happened to make you unable to sing in front of the audience?"

"I also want to know why..." Xinyi sighed and continued, "Maybe it's fate."

"But Shinichi, weren't you still singing just now? Even though you haven't learned singing from me at all in the past two years, your singing level of "Subaria" is enough to make ordinary cover singers feel inferior!" Moriuchi tried to comfort with his own child.

"But even the most ordinary singer can be on the stage." Shinichi lowered his head and snorted from his nose mocking himself.

"But don't you sing on the Internet?" Shinichi Mori looked at Shinichi who raised his head in surprise, smiled and said, "Even though I've been busy with my affairs before, you and Yuan are both my children. How can it be impossible to care about you?"

He patted Shinichi on the shoulder and said, "Even if you can't hear applause on the real stage, isn't your performance as a singer on the Internet stage great?"

Listening to his father's encouragement, Shinichi didn't have the smile his father expected.

He just turned his head slightly and said: "If it's just that you can't get on the stage of reality, then it's okay."

"In the beginning, I just couldn't sing in front of a large audience looking at me. Now that I'm standing in a crowded place, it's hard for me to sing."

Xin got up and poured two glasses of water for his father and himself. One was placed on the coffee table, and the other was drunk by himself.

"It's possible that this disease will get worse and worse." Xinyi lowered his head, not wanting to see the expression on his elderly father's face, "And Yuan's performance has been very good, hasn't he? He is going to make a group debut in March. .”

"As for me, it doesn't matter." Xinyi raised his head and squeezed out a bright smile, "Even if I can't sing, I can support myself."

"Shinichi." Moriuchi's tone was full of pain, "No father would willingly give up his child."

He stood up tremblingly, and as soon as Xin saw this, he hurried forward to support his father.

"I won't give up on you, I will try my best to find a psychiatrist." Shinichi Mori took a deep breath and continued, "Don't give up on Shinichi!" While speaking, he still grabbed his son's shoulder , shaking up.

"I haven't given up." The dangling letter looked into his father's eyes and replied in an affirmative tone.

"Then I will do what I say, and I will do my best, and you will do the same." Shinuchi Mori said with a smile, "Our family will work together, and there is no obstacle we cannot overcome."

"Yeah." Xinyi looked at the energetic father in front of him, and nodded.

"But I still have a question..." Moriuchi's expression became serious again, "What is that interface on your computer? I don't think you need that kind of thing for singing, right?"

Shin thought about it for a while, and realized that his father was probably referring to the Facerig hanging on the table.

He thought about it, and asked his father: "Have you heard of Virtual Youtuber?"

There should be another one today

Chapter 17 Fifteen.

After a period of explanation, Shinichi Mori finally let his father understand what the so-called Virtual Youtuber is all about, and signed a gentleman's agreement with his father - "Whenever Shinichi makes a request to his father, it is accepted and completed After that, Shinichi will fulfill a request from his father."

Shinichi immediately made his own request to his father - wanting to be able to use his music studio freely.My father also readily agreed and made his own request.

"Obtaining this permission really relieved my urgent need." After washing up and returning to his room, Xinyi thought to himself, "This will save me a lot of money to spend on other matters."

"But father's request...is a little difficult."

Shinichi looked at his father's request recorded in the memo - "Before high school graduation, the number of YouTube channel subscribers exceeds [-].", and sighed.

"This is indeed a challenge." Shinichi turned off the phone and whispered to himself, "But I believe that I and my singing voice can do this."

"Since I have the right to use my father's music studio freely, I have to use it when it's time to use it. Let's record a cover song." Xinyi made a decision, "After all, according to my experience, making videos is faster than live broadcasting. a lot of."

"The next thing is to choose the song... Ha—" Shinichi wanted to finish the song selection.But they were already too sleepy to yawn, so they gave up.

Early the next morning, Xin got up to wash up, and hurried back to his room after having breakfast with his father, and began to study the selection of the cover video.

"Let's decide on this song "Gray to Blue"." Shinichi chose this song after deliberating for a long time. One of the reasons is that this song is really good. The second reason is that there have been media reports that Hachi will be the new TV drama. Presenting the theme song, maybe posting this at this time can attract some passers-by?

"But nothing else...but this PV original painting..." Thinking of this, Xin became a little helpless again.

After all, it's just a pv original painting of a cover song, so I can't continue to trouble Miss Shigu.Shinichi still couldn't get rid of this face.

"Go to pixiv to see if there is any suitable artist?" Shinichi could only think of this way.

October 2018, 1, 7 pm.

Himimiya Qianyin received an email asking for a commercial draft.

"Hey, do you need a picture for the song pv..." It's not that Himimiya Qianyin has never drawn this type of draft, but the customer in front of him wants to deliver the draft as soon as possible—meaning Himimiya Qianyin has no chance at all. Time for fishing.

Moreover, he also put forward some strange requirements for Himimiya Qianyin - for example, please be sure to draw according to the provided character design, do not want other characters to appear, the overall manuscript should be in a cool tone, etc...

"Well... making money is the most important thing, making money is the most important thing." Ji Gongqianyin readily accepted the drafting job.

Shinichi on the other side also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, one thing has been solved. Now it's time to record the dry sound." The ghost knows how many steps he took before he could find an artist who satisfied his wishes... I asked a lot of artists before, basically after listening to the request, I asked again After a while, he politely declined.Only this painter accepted the manuscript readily.

"Thank you, Yuling teacher." Shinichi bowed seriously to her pixiv profile.

Xinyi came to his own recording studio, turned on the equipment, adjusted the status, and was ready to start recording.

"What story does the song want to tell? What story do I want to tell?" Before preparing to record, Shinichi asked himself two questions.

"The green ones are those who were young in the past, and the gray ones are those who entered the society. The time they used to play together in blue was burned to gray by the reality after entering the society. The playmates who were good when they were young, but now they are strangers, when looking up at the sky, Will I think of myself like I think of him? But in the end, everything is relieved." Shinichi himself gave his own understanding of the lyrics.

"The story I want to tell..." Xinyi pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "The story that there is no news after separation?"

"Liar." The moment the accompaniment started, he complained insignificantly.

When Moriuchi Shinichi was recording the song, the Nishino house in Minato-ku.

Masa Nishino is preparing for tonight's live broadcast of herself - "Absolute Angel Walnut Sauce".

"Although there are not many new Ziyangs who come to the live broadcast room every time, there are already many familiar Ziyangs. I have to work harder to show better live broadcast effects."

"These are the playlists for tonight, right? Then we have to find some safe sources..."

Masa Nishino, who was just about to find a safe source of music, suddenly tapped her head, "Recently, the English in the comment area has started to increase... I should consider preparing some songs for Foreign Ziyang, right?"

After another round of deletions, deletions, and changes to the playlist, Masa Nishino finally nodded in satisfaction with the final version of the playlist for tonight's live broadcast.

Then she turned on Twitter and posted a preview of tonight's live broadcast.

"Angel!"

"Thanks for the notice, it was a great help."

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