In front of the TV, watching the list of production credits begin to scroll on the screen, Miwa Yoshida stretched out, looking satisfied as if he had just been served a feast.
Although he personally selected the band and was well aware of the results of the show, Shinichi Iwahashi himself was very satisfied when he saw how great the actual results were, and he also had the always difficult Miwa-chan beside him.
As a compliment, he smiled quite proudly and said, "Really? I can score ninety points in today's game."
Not only did Begin win the long-awaited championship, but among the bands that came out to challenge, there were also several opponents who performed performances worthy of the winners. It was not a flat push, but a thrilling process.
After watching the live broadcast, it was already past twelve o'clock. Miwa-chan, who had just been treated to a big meal mentally, started to growl in protest again. She used personal experience to prove the true truth that spiritual food cannot fill the stomach.
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After staying up late, Shinichi Iwahashi and Masato Nakamura's stomachs were almost empty, so Nakamura Masato went to open his Suzuki lunch box. Shinichi Iwahashi and Miwa Yoshida cleaned up the recording studio and got into his car. The three of them arrived first.
Grab a bite to eat at a small shop you often go to.
"Are the three of you busy until now?"
The boss brought over the miscellaneous dishes he ordered. On a cold day, just seeing the steaming white mist above the food made people feel comfortable, as if they had received some kind of comfort.
This store opened not far from the recording studio, and the closing time was late. The three of them often came over for a bite to eat while working overtime in the recording studio until midnight. After more frequent visits, the boss had already gotten to know these three people who worked in the nearby recording studio.
Young people working.
"Yes, in order to have a reason to eat your miscellaneous food, boss." Masato Nakamura told the boss with a smile that he was not too clever in his jokes, but even so, hearing such praise still made the boss happy.
It's incredible.
Just looking at their appearance, none of the three of them could be compared to artistic youths. In the eyes of the boss, these three guys are probably the kind of shabby underground musicians who dream of becoming famous and have no original works to produce.
Of course, they don't care at all about being treated this way by their bosses.
"Delicious!"
Miwa Yoshida was puffing away at the hot tofu while talking about how delicious it was. This kind of frank and childish way looked very cute.
The hot food soothed the stomachs of the three people. At this time, Masato Nakamura suddenly thought of something and reminded: "Speaking of which, what should we do about the song selection?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed subtly.
Shinichi Iwahashi, Miwa Yoshida, and Masato Nakamura who mentioned this incident, the three young fishermen finally remembered that they had failed to choose a song and watched the live broadcast on TV together.
Not only did he completely forget about the real thing, but now he is still talking about Ouyishi while eating mixed food as if nothing happened!
"Well……"
The three fishing youths looked at me, and I looked at you. Finally, the two green leaves looked at their little red flower, Miwa Yoshida.
Tonight, Miwa Yoshida's songs from her student days, as well as the new songs she wrote under the supervision of Shinichi Iwahashi and Masato Nakamura after founding Genzo, were all reviewed.
Because I wanted to choose a song whose lyrics and music were written by Miwa Yoshida, the focus of the review was focused on this.
"Miwa-chan."
She had to tell her this from Iwahashi Shinichi, "None of the songs on hand are particularly outstanding."
Hearing what he said, Yoshida Miwa pouted a little unconvinced, and looked at Shinichi Iwahashi as if in protest. Her eyes expressed protest, but her mouth was very calm and accepted the food brought by the chopsticks.
Faced with her protest, Iwahashi Shinichi was not only unmoved, but even wanted to laugh a little bit. He tried hard to hold it back and told her half-explainingly, "It's not that your song is not good, it's just that it's not suitable for performing on this stage."
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"Is that so?" Miwa Yoshida tried to digest what he said.
Shinichi Iwahashi gave an example, "To put it metaphorically, it's like an album and a single. When making an album, you have to consider the integrity, so even if the melody isn't that catchy, it's fine as long as it's listenable."
"However, the purpose of releasing a single is to create songs, so the songs selected as singles must quickly catch the ears of the audience. This is very important to participate in a program with a 'three-minute complete performance system'
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Aren't you the one who made the rules for this three-minute complete performance...
"That is to say," Yoshida Miwa listened to his words and thought for a while, "should I prepare a single-like song to participate in the competition?"
"That's it." The person who answered was Masato Nakamura.
Miwa Yoshida nodded, "Okay." She was still a little unconvinced after being denied by Shinichi Iwahashi and Masato Nakamura, so she simply concentrated on dealing with the mess in front of her, as if food was her true love.
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Now is the coldest season, and the streets are freezing in the middle of the night.
As soon as I walked out of the store, the energy I had just received from the steaming hot pot fell away at a rapid speed. Even Miwa Yoshida, who was born in the snow country of Hokkaido, was unable to resist such coldness.
Masato Nakamura drove his Suzuki lunch box over and sent these two teammates home first.
Before getting on the bus, Masato Nakamura spoke first, "Shinichi-kun, please sit in the back with Miwa-chan."
People were a little confused when he suddenly said this. Shinichi Iwahashi looked at Masato Nakamura, and after receiving his gaze, Masato Nakamura looked at Miwa Yoshida.
Miwa-chan was quite happy and went to pull Iwahashi Shinichi's arm, "Okay, let's sit together, Shinichi-kun."
Iwahashi Shinichi thought for a while and realized something, "Okay."
There is not much space in the small lunch box, and Iwahashi Shin, who has a big head, is squeezed into the back seat with Yoshida Miwa, and it is a bit difficult to stretch his legs. Nakamura Masato is sitting in the driver's seat, looking like a conscientious driver.
Once she was next to Iwahashi Shinichi, Yoshida Miwa's words obviously increased. Although one sentence after another, they were all without any nutrition.
The car drove onto the main road. Although it was late at night, maybe because it was Saturday, there were not many cars on the road.
Not long after, several high-end cars passed them one after another. Xiao Lianhe was helpless and could only drive like a Buddha, crawling slowly and being overtaken by cars all over the street.
After a few words of useless conversation, Iwahashi Shinichi did not forget the business, "Miwa-chan, there is something I need to explain to you first."
"What?" When it came to business, Yoshida Miwa became more serious.
"It's a matter of choosing songs." Iwahashi Shinichi was the villain. Nakamura Masato couldn't say these words. "If the existing songs are not good and there are no suitable songs for a while, we may want to consider using Masato-san's songs."
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It is said that it is a song selection, but it does not mean just selecting it. After the selection, you have to arrange the music, and then rehearse. The time left for the three of you is not enough.
When it came to using his own songs, Nakamura Masato stopped talking and asked Shinichi Iwahashi and Miwa Yoshida to explain. The idea of letting him sit with Miwa-chan just now was just to make it easier to say these things now.
"Of course the best solution is to use all your lyrics and music. However, if you really can't come up with it, you have to decide what song to sing before next Saturday at the latest so that you can have time to arrange and practice. Then I will have to compose it for you from Masato-san.
I chose from those songs.”
Miwa Yoshida has not yet written lyrics for songs written by others. Because of this, Masato Nakamura has developed a good skill in composing her lyrics. From the time Genzo was founded until now, she has accumulated a few such songs.
When it comes to commercialization, Miwa Yoshida cannot compare to the more professional Masato Nakamura. A best-selling song has the routine and conditions of a best-selling song, and Masato Nakamura, as a professional composer, is well versed in this routine.
"Want to sing Masato-san's song?"
Miwa Yoshida, who has always only sung her own songs, was definitely not happy when she heard this decision. It's not that she can't sing other people's songs, but it's just that her songs were rejected under such circumstances, which made her feel a sense of loss.
"There is no way, we have to consider that there is not enough time..." Shinichi Iwahashi comforted her, "We have to stabilize the first period first, and there will be time to adjust later."
Their goal is not to win one period and then leave.
"oh."
Yoshida Miwa nodded absently, without answering "yes" or "no". She turned her face and looked at the street scene passing by outside the car window, wondering what she was thinking.
At this moment, a white Corolla roared up from behind the Suzuki Lunchbox. The driver in the car gestured at them, and then aggressively distanced himself from them.
He drove a Toyota Corolla like a Toyota Flying Lion.
Masato Nakamura, who had been overtaken just now, couldn't help but complain, "What's so cool about driving a Corolla?"
However, compared to the 100,000 yen Suzuki lunch box, it probably has such a sense of superiority.
After all, it is not easy to find such a top-notch lunch box on the streets of Tokyo these days.
"Haha." Shinichi Iwahashi was overjoyed after hearing Masato Nakamura's words.
"Come to think of it," he said sarcastically, "don't some people now call the BMW e32 the 'Roppongi Corolla'? If we convert it this way, the Corolla in front of this car is the BMW e32."
In a place like Roppongi, luxury cars are crowded together, and even the BMW e32 has become the target of ridicule. Given the current situation, if Nakamura Masato's Suzuki lunch box drove into Roppongi, he would probably be picked up by a drunk man under the influence of alcohol.
The Hermès belt was smashed.
Don't believe that if the Japanese don't cause trouble to others, it would be strange if they don't trouble you to death.
Especially after drinking the yellow soup, I feel like my pockets are bulging.
"So, can you make me a lot of money quickly and buy a new one first?" Masato Nakamura laughed at himself. "I never drive to Roppongi to buy a new Corolla and charge up a BMW e32 on this street."
"This requirement is too low."
Shinichi Iwahashi was sarcastic about himself without mercy, "I have to go to Roppongi all day long. In that case, let me change to a 'Roppongi Corolla' first."
The two of them were joking about themselves and each other, making random wishes as if there was a magic lamp in front of them that they had polished.
After chatting lively for a while, I realized that Miwa-chan, who never misses such topics, had been silent for a long time.
On weekdays, when Shinichi Iwahashi and Masato Nakamura talk endlessly, Miwa-chan always plays the role of complaining without any guidance. Without her adding fuel to the fire, it's really a bit uncomfortable.
Could it be that he just said that her music cannot hit her?
Iwahashi Shinichi and Nakamura Masato thought of this possibility at the same time and closed their mouths together.
Without the chatter of the two men, the space, which was already extremely small, immediately became excessively quiet.
Miwa Yoshida was not affected at all by the sudden silence of the two men around her.
Her thoughts are now wandering in other places, from here to the past when she performed with Shinichi Iwahashi, and back to the past when she met Masato Nakamura on Busch Akira's tour.
Drifting back to a more distant past, I spoke to Shinichi Iwahashi for the first time, and heard the hostesses in the lounge of Odyssey mention the past when a man named Iwahashi said that the piano was out of tune.
From the first time I took the initiative to talk to Iwahashi Shinichi, so much time has passed without realizing it.
Then, I drifted back to my original thoughts, started from the beginning, and moved forward.
She remembered being ridiculed by the manager, she remembered Iwahashi Shinichi awkwardly telling her that he wanted to be her manager, she remembered his proposal to form a band for her, and her first performance at a live house...
Shinichi Iwahashi told her that because they were dreamsetrue, all their wishes would come true. Just now, he said he wanted a Roppongi Corolla, and Masato-san wanted a Corolla. Such wishes would also come true.
However, Yoshida Miwa's wish is to be able to sing her own songs and stand on the stage of the band paradise, because all of this started from Iwahashi Shinichi's determination to let her music be heard by more people.
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Therefore, no matter what, she hopes to sing her own song and take this first step with Shen Yijun and Masato-san.
It was Iwahashi Shinichi who gave her hope and drew a rainbow in her heart.
And the first stroke of this rainbow was drawn from the moment she took the initiative to talk to him. Thinking of this, Yoshida Miwa felt warm in her heart, even warmer than the first bite of hot rice she had just eaten.
A small hint of inspiration suddenly flashed at this moment.
She turned her head and saw the face of Shinichi Iwahashi. He was staring at her, looking like he was waiting for her unhurriedly.
Seeing this face, the trace of heat just now suddenly spread in my chest.
Miwa Yoshida looked at his face and sang acapella the melody that just came out. That little bit of inspiration...
"From the moment I first met you, I had an unusual feeling."
