The two of them sat down on two chairs in front of the console.

Sakai Izumizu pointed to the music score he placed on the console casually, "Is it a new song?"

Ye Zhao picked up the score and handed it over, "Last time I met SMAP San's agent, Iijima San on TV. I talked to her about providing songs, so I did this."

"On the other side of the night sky? It's so romantic." Sakai Izumi nodded gently as if looking for the rhythm.

"The sample has been recorded. Do you want to listen to it?" Ye Zhao invited.

"May I?"

"Of course it's OK."

"Overseas of the Night Sky" is of course a good song. To put it more exaggeratedly, this song has all the conditions for a single to be a hit. The beautiful and catchy melody can easily control this song even if it is a smacking contestant like SMAP. However, although it is simple and easy to sing, it does not have that kind of vulgar saliva. This balance is quite exquisitely mastered.

After the song was played, Sakai Izumizu whispered: "What a great song."

"Right? Now I hear it myself, I feel so generous," Ye Zhao joked, "I am willing to give such a good song to others to sing."

Sakai Izumizu smiled, "But it's just that good things are to be given to others."

"After that being said," Ye Zhao suddenly sighed after the joke, "I haven't seen Sister Quanshui in a long time."

"The last time we met was the premiere of "Love Letter"." Sakai Izumizu thought for a while, "If you think about it carefully, it will be almost a month."

"Yes. What have Sister Quanshui been doing during this period?"

"When I took advantage of the holiday after the album was released, I went to Shirahama in Nanfang City. There were many craftsmen living there, so I was very greedy to learn several things in succession. There was a teacher named Anxi there, who was a celebrity in ceramic art. I also learned from him the production of ceramic art that I always liked."

When it comes to things he likes, Sakai Izumizu's eyes are bright, and Ye Zhao is also dedicated to the role of a listener and expresses his opinions from time to time.

"Shirahama is mainly fishing, so there are many fish dishes on the menu in the restaurant, but because I can't eat sashimi, I missed a lot of foods that are said to be delicious."

"Can Sister Quanshui not eat sashimi?"

"Yes, wouldn't it be a bit strange for RB people?"

"Of course not."

"By the way," Sakai Izumizumi, "I'll bring you a gift this time. I'd known I'd meet you here, so I'd brought it here."

"What kind of gift is it?" Ye Zhao was a little excited.

Sakai Izumizu was sold to a close call, "I have asked Miss Imai to deliver the gift to your office today, and you will probably know tomorrow."

"Then I can't wait to look forward to tomorrow from now on."

"It's too exaggerating to say that."

"It's not an exaggeration at all, because I'm the kind of person who can't sleep because of curiosity."

“This description is like a primary school student the night before a hike.”

Ye Zhao was a little discouraged, "It doesn't sound like a compliment."

"How could it be?" Sakai Izumi's eyes were very gentle. "It's also pretty good if you're unexpectedly childish."

...

There were two people chatting without a single chat, and seemed to have completely forgotten the passage of time. Until Sakai Izumizu's assistant, Ms. Imai, came over, "Ms. Sakai, the recording studio is ready. Mr. Shimada asked me to ask if I can start the first round of recording?"

"I understand, I'll go back now, please wait for Mr. Shimada."

After Miss Imai left in a hurry, Sakai Izumi stood up from her chair, "Then I will go back first."

"I'll give you it." Ye Zhao also stood up.

In the corridor outside the recording studio, Sakai Izumizu suddenly said, "Thank you today, Ye Jun."

"Thank me?"

"Well," Sakai Izumi nodded, "Thank you for being patient with me for so long."

"If it were this, I would be the one who should thank you. After all, I never thought that one day I could chat with Sister Quanshui like this and hear you talk about these ordinary little things."

"Don't you mind being verbose?"

Ye Zhao shook his head, "If it is a ten-standard, I, the listener, can always score a seven-pointer, right?"

"It's enough." Sakai Izumizu looked at his eyes. "Although I don't know what kind of image I look like in your heart, I actually like to chat with others like this."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Because I'm the kind of person who is a little unspeakable, and sometimes I feel embarrassed because I don't know how to express myself. So I'm really happy that someone can talk to me so patiently and gently."

"Since that's the case," Ye Zhao asked, although he was nervous, "If I were outside the recording studio, could I chat with Sister Quanshui like this?"

"Eh?" Sakai Izumizu was stunned for a moment. As if thinking, he said slowly: "When you say that, it is indeed as if we can only meet in the recording studio."

"So?" Ye Zhao looked at her with some anticipation.

"If you want, of course it's OK. But," Sakai Izumi blinked naughtyly, "You know the intensity of my work. I'm basically in the studio when I wake up."

...

The next morning, when I arrived at the office, Yuki Tamura came in with a package, "The president, it was sent by SENSUI."

After Yuki Tamura left, Ye Zhao carefully opened the package. The box was surrounded by a vacuum plastic bag, about fifteen centimeters of square gift box, and even a ribbon was carefully tied outside the box.

When I opened the box, there was a simple transparent glass inside. The box was packed with a white envelope. Open the envelope and poured out a stack of landscape photos and a piece of letter paper from it. Ye Zhao put the photo aside first and picked up the letter paper. It was still handwritten by Izumi Sakai.

"Hello, Ye Jun, with such a grand packaging, you probably think there is something amazing inside, right? But unfortunately, there are no valuables. If you want to say anything, there are only photos of my trip to Shirahama, and this one that is quite attentive. A few days ago, the glass cup I made when I was in Shirahama - although it was a work of a layman. This cup is indeed given to you, not a misunderstanding (laugh)."

"And, this time the glass firing was a great success, but the production of ceramics ended in failure. I hope that the next time I go to Shirahama, I can turn the defeat around."

The signature is Sakai Izumizu.

Broken the letter and carefully picked up the glass. The shape of the cup is a bit taller like a wine glass. The mouth of the cup is slightly wider than the bottom. Although it can be seen that it is a kind of untidy place for beginners, it is still very beautiful overall. Especially this cup is still from the hands of Sakai Izumizu.

He raised the cup high and looked at the sunlight for a long time, "I'll just use this to drink it well."

Putting down the cup, Ye Zhao took the stack of scenery photos just now. There are the quiet streets of Shirahama, the pier under the afterglow of the sunset in the evening, the chubby Shiba Inu lying leisurely on the street, and the sculpture of a big fish praying on the beachfront a sculpture.

"What a great place."

...

On Friday afternoon, Ye Zhao met Tadao Okazaki from Sony Records again.

It was the last meeting room, and the female assistant wearing a suit and a tear mole on her face presented them with hot black tea. Tadao Okazaki did not clink the cups, but went straight to the topic: "After Ye Zhaosang sent the plan, we immediately held a meeting for discussion. Regarding Ye Zhaosang's plan to Miss Kawamoto, I and my colleagues agreed that it is very feasible. From this point of view, Ye Zhaosang's sensitivity to the market is indeed better than ordinary people."

"So that's the case?"

"Since our company's tolerance did not tolerate Ye Zhaosang at the beginning, then this time, we hope not to miss Miss Kawamoto again." Tadao Okazaki looked very serious, "But even though I personally believe in Ye Zhaosang's ability, we are a record company based on profit as the principle of doing business, and we cannot ignore the company's interests, so there is a condition here."

"Mr. Okazaki, please say."

"That's right. We agree to let Ye Zhaosang serve as the producer of Miss Kawamoto's first three records. These three records include two singles and one album. If you can achieve qualified results on these three records, then Miss Kawamoto's production rights will be fully handed over to Ye Zhaosang in the future. Otherwise, we will take back Ye Zhaosang's production rights."

Ye Zhao picked up the teacup, sipped the black tea, and asked slowly: "I want to know what kind of results we need to achieve to be considered qualified?"

"Well," Tadao Okazaki thought about it, "our club has a high tolerance for the growth period of newcomers. As long as the previous singles can be reached on the ORICON chart, we will consider continuing to cultivate them. But Miss Kawamoto's situation is a bit special. After all, she is protected by Ye Zhaosang, the gold medal composer."

Speaking of this, Tadao Okazaki smiled, "So, our minimum requirement for Miss Kawamoto's first three records is that the sales of singles cannot be less than 200,000 copies, and the sales of the three records together cannot be less than 600,000 copies."

A completely unfamous newcomer sells 200,000 copies to debut. Although it is not a task that cannot be completed, the difficulty is not low. Of course, although it is not low, it is still within an acceptable range. From this point of view, Sony did not deliberately make things difficult for him, but just made simple business considerations. Knowing this, things will be much easier.

"So, Mr. Okazaki, what are the promotion and distribution of these three records when they are released?"

"Don't worry, we will give Ms. Kawamoto the same treatment as the newcomer of the company during the same period. After all, setting this condition for Ye Zhaosang is just to prevent possible problems, not to make things difficult for Ye Zhaosang."

"Since that's the case," Ye Zhao put down the teacup, "Mr. Okazaki, when will we talk about Miss Kawamoto's signing?"

...
Chapter completed!