Zheng Qian really didn't recognize it for a while, and it took him a few seconds to realize: "Is it Miss Hayakawa?"
Hayakawa Nanazai put down her hands, her little face turned red with excitement, and she looked a little charming for a moment: "You guessed it right! Welcome to Tokyo."
Zheng Qian looked at Hayakawa Caicai. When they met in Hong Kong, Hayakawa Caicai was still a girl with black-rimmed glasses.
At that time, I just felt simple and cute, but now that I have put on contact lenses and is wearing my high school uniform, I suddenly feel bright and charming.
But why don't you just come to my room alone?
Zheng Qian hesitated for a moment and did not immediately invite Hayakawa Choi into the house.
Seeing this, Hayakawa Nazhi quickly took out an album from his backpack and handed it to Zheng Qian with both hands: "Zheng Jun, this is my first new album. Has it been officially released yet? It contains "No Big Deal" and "Moon".
"Half Serenade", I'm sorry to disturb your rest!"
Isn't this guy afraid that I will leak the source of the sound?
But thinking about Japan's perfect copyright laws, Zheng Qian laughed to himself.
He took the record and said, "Then wait a moment."
Zheng Qian turned around, took out a copy of his "Walking on the Road of Life" from the room, and handed it to Hayakawa Nazhi: "In exchange."
But who would have thought that when Hayakawa Caizhi saw this album, she immediately said happily: "It's great. In fact, I have already bought ten copies, but thank you anyway."
After saying that, he took it carelessly, bowed again, and prepared to leave.
Zheng Qian always feels a little embarrassed. They came to see you specially and spent a lot of money to buy ten of your albums. If you don't invite them in, you can't even communicate normally?
He immediately shouted: "Miss Hayakawa, wait a moment, let's have a meal together!"
Hayakawa Caizhai stopped in his tracks, turned around and blinked: "Won't you disturb Zheng Jun's rest?"
"No, just wait a moment."
After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he turned back into the room and changed his clothes, washed up a little, picked up a baseball cap and put it on before walking out. The whole process took less than five minutes, and Hayakawa was looking at the dishes with a surprised look on his face.
"Rough guy, not so particular."
Zheng Qian said calmly.
"Hey, think so!"
Nana Hayakawa praised: "I thought it would take a long time!"
She was dressed in a high school uniform today because she attended an anime promotion event.
Because he is the singer of the theme song of this anime, he needs to wear his hair and clothes like this. Later, when he learned that Zheng Qian was coming to Tokyo, he diligently came over to say hello.
And even for this simple JK uniform, the makeup alone took more than half an hour.
If you add in hair styling and the like, it will take even longer.
Zheng Qian laughed.
Is it enough to think broadly when you go out without makeup?
Isn't this a normal thing?
"I have been in contact with idol singers from Korea before, and they have very high requirements for makeup." Hayakawa explained.
Zheng Qian nodded.
The place where the two of them were was Sensoji Temple, the oldest temple in Tokyo.
There are so many tourists here, even at night, there are many foreigners gathering here.
There were neon signs everywhere, and Hayakawa was very active in picking vegetables. He took Zheng Qian to try the local fish sushi and Okonomiyaki. The taste was light and the price was not expensive. Zheng Qian really wanted to try the rumored Kobe beef, right?
Does it really melt in your mouth?
But the restaurant they were in didn't serve this dish, so they gave up.
On the way back, Hayakawa Nai blew her bangs from her forehead, revealing her entire face.
Zheng Qian suddenly felt that Nazhai Hayakawa seemed to be very similar to a movie actor in his impression, like Yui Aragaki in school uniform in "Love in the Sky", so he smiled and said: "Nazhai-chan, have you ever thought about being a movie actor?
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Nazai Hayakawa was stunned for a moment, then thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "No, I just want to sing well now for my fans and friends."
At this time, the song "Boundless Sea and Sky" suddenly came from the roadside: "Forgive me for being uninhibited and indulgent in loving freedom in this life, but I am also afraid that one day I will fall, oh..."
There were street performers performing, and by the way they spoke clearly, they were from China.
Hayakawa Caizhi also heard it, and immediately said excitedly: "Zheng Jun, this is your song, let's go and watch it together?"
Zheng Qian smiled and nodded.
So the two of them walked towards the street performer not far away.
This is a young man wearing a black T-shirt with a giant panda printed on it, clearly marking his identity.
The young man's singing skills were very good. He held a guitar and played and sang by himself. He fully expressed the emotions of the song "Broad Sea and Sky", but only attracted three or four passers-by to stop.
Zheng Qian and Nazai Hayakawa stood at the edge and listened to the song in silence. During this period, fewer and fewer people stopped, and in the end, only Zheng Qian was left.
After finishing the song, I didn’t take in any money. The suitcase in front of me still only had a few hundred yen that I threw in.
The young man looked a little depressed.
At this time, Zheng Qian took the initiative to step forward and asked in Mandarin: "Are you Chinese?"
"Ah! Yes, I am Chinese."
The young man actually subconsciously uttered a sentence in Japanese. After reacting, he switched to Mandarin and said: "I came from southern Fujian to study abroad. How about you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man saw the face under the baseball cap, and his eyes widened for a moment: "You seem to be...who are you!"
"Hello, I'm Zheng Qian. Can I use your guitar? I want to sing a song." Zheng Qian said with a smile.
The young man was so excited that he stuttered, and while trembling, he took the guitar off his body and said stutteringly: "Zheng Qian, I am your fan, my name is Xie An, really, I bought your album!"
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"Really? Thank you!"
Zheng Qian took out his wallet from his body and put a 10,000 yen note in the suitcase at his feet.
The young man quickly said: "No, you can just use it as you like!"
He was a little ashamed. He had just performed a song by Zheng Qian. Although he did not make a profit, he did not get the authorization after all.
It's really not good to do this in person, and now I directly take out 10,000 yen, which is 600 yuan converted into RMB.
Zheng Qian patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
He is leaving tomorrow, and he doesn't bother to exchange the Japanese yen he just exchanged. Now he already has banknotes from multiple countries in his hand, and he can only keep them in his collection when he takes them back.
When the young man saw this, he could only give up and thank him again and again.
At this time, Zheng Qian tuned his guitar, spoke into the microphone a few times, and then started playing.
This song is called "No Man's Island".
In recent days, I have been attending book signings in various countries and looking at the clouds outside the airplane window, I often think of the melody of this song.
Every time I hum it, the fans at the autograph session can't help but hear the sound.
Those pairs of eyes, the shouts, the figures...
"Behind the black is the dawn
I think the days are long, so don’t wake me up from my dream
Time it continues to fly
Hug your back outside the airport gate at the next stop——"
Zheng Qian's singing sounded in a foreign land, accompanied by the sound of guitar and the illumination of neon lights.
Just by opening his mouth, he attracted the attention of passers-by.
In fact, sometimes it is very simple to tell whether a mature singer's singing voice is attractive -
No matter what kind of song he sings, as soon as he sings his voice, people will know that he is a person who can sing.
Therefore, even if there was a language barrier, and even if there was busy traffic behind him, Zheng Qian, who was singing on the sidewalk, caught the ears of passers-by in an instant, causing many people to involuntarily slow down and stop completely.
The young man Xie An was also shocked when he saw this scene.
Experts will know if it is there as soon as they take action.
The effect is simply immediate.
Same microphone, same guitar, same stereo.
Just another person is using it.
Everything is different!!
Watching passers-by donate generously, banknotes fell into the suitcase one after another.
Xie An felt sour in his heart, excited and sad at the same time.
Is this the strength of a professional singer?
"Behind blue is purity
Lower your head and look down at the missing eyes on the land
some things in life
No reason ever given
A moment of silence..."
Zheng Qian's singing made even Hayakawa Caizhi feel moved.
Although she didn't understand the lyrics, the emotion conveyed in the song instantly resonated with her.
For a moment, I felt lost.
As a singer, she knew that the way to sing this song was not difficult, but Zheng Qian's skillful and powerful weak mixed vocals made Hayakawa Nazhi instantly understand what level Zheng Qian's strength was.
At least the current self is incomparable.
This singing voice is delicate and gentle. Even if it is a nasal hum, it is soft but not empty. It can be delicate or rough, making people unable to help but be attracted to it.
Passers-by who stopped at this moment also felt the same way as Hayakawa's dish picking.
Originally, there were only a few people at the performance venue, but as Zheng Qian sang, people passing by couldn't help but stop. In just a blink of an eye, the surrounding crowd formed a fan shape and surrounded the venue.
Finally, when the chorus comes...
Zheng Qian's true singing skills completely burst out, and his iconic high notes sounded in the sky over Tokyo.
"If clouds were a letter from the sky
Can you listen again, listen to your voice?
Even if it’s a quest
Follow Peter Pan on a trip to an uninhabited island
I won’t blame you…”
For a moment, the onlookers felt numb in their hearts.
The huge appeal of empathy made some passersby wet their eyes.
Obviously I don’t understand the lyrics, but just listening to this song can touch people’s mood...
This is probably the so-called artistic conception.
At this time, Nazaki Hayakawa was holding up his mobile phone, turning on the video function, recording the scene in front of him.
She looked at the man with bright eyes.
The empathy in Zheng Jun's singing is so strong.
Even if you have never experienced anything, you can feel some scenes from the singing and be deeply moved.
"The sky is endless, a reflection of the ocean
The blue is endless, where is my you?
If you get lost, you must put your thoughts in a drift bottle
Send it to me quickly and don’t make people worry..."
More and more people are gathering around.
The amazing chorus made people who heard the song rush over from all directions.
If clouds were a letter from the sky...
Zheng Qian vaguely remembered that the original song was written for the victims of the Malaysia Airlines flight.
But Zheng Qian couldn't put himself into this situation, so when he sang this song, his mind was filled with the past few days and images of shaking hands and communicating with fans from various countries.
Zheng Qian was moved again and again by those excited smiling faces and faces crying with joy.
But at the same time, when Zheng Qian sang this song, he felt vaguely sad in his heart.
I think of the scenes from my past life and my first love at that time.
If we can't meet each other again in this life, why not create an imaginary world and pretend that you just went to an uninhabited island for fun, and we still live separately in a parallel universe.
One day we will meet somewhere else.
It’s a pity that I can no longer share new songs with you.
A song is finished.
Zheng Qian came to his senses and found that everyone passing by was looking at him.
One of the girls carrying a bag burst into tears, her makeup wet with tears, making her eyes look like panda eyes.
Until the song ended, the girl kept wiping her eyes and face.
Nazai Hayakawa also noticed it and took out a tissue from his body and handed it over.
The girl quickly thanked her.
More and more passers-by gathered at the scene. Even after the song ended, no one seemed willing to leave. Everyone was taking out their wallets, putting banknotes into their suitcases, and then waiting silently for Zheng Qian to continue singing.
But seeing that he was completely surrounded by people, how could Zheng Qian dare to continue singing? Besides, he still had a schedule tomorrow.
So he quickly handed the guitar back to the young man Xie An, and then expressed his gratitude to the passers-by who generously donated money. Then he signaled to Hayakawa Nazhi, and the two of them got into the crowd, hiding their merit and fame.
At this time, Xie An looked awkwardly at the banknotes that filled half of the suitcase.
Er, should I take this money, or should I not take it?
He wanted to call Zheng Qian, but found that Zheng Qian and the female companion had already left.
So he explained to the stunned and puzzled passers-by: "The one just now is our famous Chinese singer, his name is Zheng Qian. Next, I will continue to sing Mr. Zheng's songs for everyone, maybe
Not good, I hope everyone understands."
When passers-by looked back, they smiled and clapped, looking forward to Xie An's performance.
So Xie An played the old tune again and continued to sing "Broad Sea and Sky".
By the time the song was finished, most of the onlookers had already left.
When the remaining onlookers saw that Xie An's performance was over, they stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, can you write down the name of the gentleman just now? I like his songs and they touched me very much. I want to continue listening to him."
of singing.”
Xie An silently put down the guitar and began to write Zheng Qian's name on the notes...
After a while, he stood up, pulled out a white drawing board from the bottom of the suitcase, and then wrote the word Zheng Qian on the drawing board with a pen, allowing passers-by to write on their own.
Half an hour later.
Xie An continued to perform, but only a few people stopped.
He was desperate.
These little Japanese books are too realistic!
Is the gap between me and Zheng Qian really that big?
I feel so bad and feel that the whole world is full of malice!
After he packed his luggage, he looked at the street performer's certificate he had finally obtained in his hand. He felt complicated for a moment. Then, he wiped the unwilling tears from the corners of his eyes and turned to leave.