Hearing this name, all the players in the project team hall froze and looked unhappy. Among the twenty people in the New National Theater in Tokyo, the one that scares them the most is Rō Matsubara. After all, this guy has won the Super S Star.
Hui, this time I was afraid that he would come up with another T0 level piano performance.
No, don't say it's T0.
If he takes out T1, no one will be able to play anymore.
There is no reason to worry. The family behind him has a father named Qu, so what are you going to do with him?
It is not a problem for a top-notch music player to support an entertainment company by himself, not to mention that his family's ancestors have been doing this for generations. They can trace back to the Tokiwajin tune of the Edo period from the traditional Dorole in the seventh century.
His background would make anyone shy.
The women outside were screaming loudly. Looking out, Matsubararo was walking out of the car. Various fan gifts were handed to him along the way. Matsubararo thanked him with a smile on his face. The assistant standing behind him
, he took the gifts one by one and put them back in the car, exhausted and sweating.
Matsubararo came in alone with a project list. He was a young boy, wearing a neatly pressed suit. He was serious and smiling, and his hair was combed meticulously. After submitting the performance piece, he was very serious.
He went back in time, and when he was about to walk out of the door, he looked back at Yu Xian, with a contemptuous smile on his young face.
Before coming, Shen Huiling promised that he would win this public exhibition match and make boring people disappear from his eyes as soon as possible.
Although he did not specify who it was, he knew the meaning of Shen Huiling's words.
The boring person, the uninteresting person, the disgusting person, isn't that the young man in front of me?
The boy who almost exploded Shen Huiling's anus.
No, it has actually become a hit. The song "PPAP" has reached more than 8 million views. With a difference of more than 100,000 views, it has topped the platform rankings, announcing Shen Huiling's album.
It is a great shame for everyone in the team to post a video and be stepped on. Especially when you click on that funny and cute video and get angry every time you watch it. That's it? That's it? That's it.
Can it cause nationwide carnival? It’s just a group of low-class people with no appreciation! If you defeat me openly and openly, I may not be convinced. If you use such a nonsensical method, then we will definitely not be convinced.
That is the chrysanthemum of Shenhuiling!
Whenever Matsubararo thinks of Shen Huiling's feminine and beautiful face and thinks of this incident, he can't help but feel angry. For himself, Shen Huiling cannot be blasphemed by anyone. His pure beauty is unparalleled.
The existence of fireworks is so noble and noble. How could such a small child come into his sight?
Matsubararo pursed his lips tightly, and when Yu Xianzhisheng noticed this, he quickly rolled his eyes.
Yu Xian's naive eyes quickly moved away. He just wanted to see this little boy who was called the 'God of Piano'. After all, he was his opponent. He just glanced at the crowd and didn't look at anything he thought was nothing.
Already.
As for calling this thing audible, the person involved should not take it too seriously. Just like when he is called Seimei-sama, that is what fans like to call him. If he goes on stage and shouts, "Hey! Seimei-sama is here, everyone is waiting."
It would be funny if the demon is not defeated quickly.
That guy Takahashi Uru even claims to be the piano prince of Tokyo University of Arts.
He has studied the performance videos of Rō Matsubara, and to be honest, they are not as good as his Kiruma Suichi. That honest boy is very hardworking. Compared with this group of impetuous talented teenagers, the only gap is in the music.
As long as he finds his exclusive song, he is not far away from becoming a god.
Well, I will definitely make him a god, and expect him to make a lot of money for my company.
"Oh, by the way, people from Hitachi Logistics were looking for you just now. They were worried about disturbing your rehearsal, so I asked them to wait outside. You go and have a look." The female director seemed to have remembered, patting her head and said.
Um?
Yu Xian was startled.
What is Hitachi Logistics doing with me? Isn't that logistics mainly focused on heavy transportation? I didn't buy anything big.
Then he bowed to express his gratitude: "I understand, thank you."
The group of people walked outside in the hot weather. As soon as they arrived at the door, they met a girl walking over with a box. When she saw Yu Xian Zhisheng, she was stunned. Then she walked over deliberately and fanned herself with her hands:
"Ah, I'm so tired."
Yu Xian Zhisheng didn't forget her this time. She was Shijima Jasmine, a member of the Flower Dance Girls' Club. She was quite a bitch. She wanted to get close to people who could be used, and she would throw away those who were useless. Yu Xian Zhisheng was bitched by her.
After seeing it twice, I was immediately impressed.
"Need help?" A senior brother walked up.
"Ah, can you? Thank you very much. I can't hold it with both hands. It would be great if you could help me get it to the car."
Jasmine Shidao's tone was very annoying. She wiped her sweat exaggeratedly and said in a louder voice, "These are all gifts from fans. There are really too many, so it's quite heavy to pull them up."
"I have told you many times not to give them away, but I still receive so many every year." On the surface, I am annoyed, but in fact, everyone can hear the meaning of showing off. Before the start of every public performance, fans of the players will send gifts to cheer the players.
, this is also a way to express the popularity of the players. The more gifts, the higher the fan stickiness.
When Matsubara Rō came to submit the program, he also received a lot of fan gifts, which were piled up in a small car. Fans in Shinjuku district knew the news in advance and stayed here to wait for him. After all, nothing can compare to sending express delivery.
How about giving your heart to your favorite idol with your own hands?
He was standing in front of the car, thanking the fans through the protective strips. Male players always have more female fans. Matsubararo's fans are all from the younger generation. They look like junior high school students. He is holding a
The colorful paper cranes were folded by the head of the fan club and filled up a bottle.
In the hall, other contestants also carried large and small packages of gifts and gathered together to chat. Most of them asked each other what good things they had received this year. In fact, the contestants were quite realistic and would definitely show off the good things.
to show how deep his fan base is. If he receives a particularly valuable gift, he will also open a channel to express his gratitude on TV.
If the gift you receive is cheap, then you just smile on your face and say it in your heart. If you give me this kind of thing, you are sending me off as a beggar. If other players see me, I will not be alive. I am the best in Japan.
I am one of the top two hundred youth players and a future idol reserve. Don’t I want to lose face? So there will often be a situation where I tell my fans that I will keep this gift for the rest of my life, and then throw it into the trash can after changing hands.
Very realistic, but true.
The arrogance of these players can be reflected in many aspects of their lives.
"Hey, Mr. Yu Xian, haven't you received any gifts from fans?" Jasmine Shidao covered her mouth and said, "Everyone will receive gifts before every performance."
"No." Yu Xian smiled childishly.
If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. He doesn't care about this at all, and he won't lie about it. If he loses his honest character for this dispensable face, it would be a big loss. As for other aspects
If you lie, there is really nothing you can do about it, and it is also for their own good. If you really expose yourself, these people will have nothing to do.
"Ah, no way, no way? How is that possible?" Jasmine Shidao pretended to be surprised, and her voice became louder, "Even the least popular players will receive some, but you are too...
....”
This woman started to bitch again.
As expected, the surrounding players cast their gazes towards this side and started chatting in low voices. It was unlikely that they would say anything nice. We are all peers and opponents, and we don’t have any feelings. If you make a fool of yourself, I will naturally stand on my feet and watch.
It's a show.
"Well, I can't help it, let me share some with you." She took out a few cheap little dolls from the bag on top of the box, and proudly handed them over to Yu Xian's naive direction, with a strong sense of charity.
"No, thank you." Yu Xian was hungry and wanted to go cook with his senior brothers and sisters.
He doesn't care about gifts, as long as he can get the final victory, and giving gifts also costs money. He always believes that fans are happy as long as they focus on the work. There is no need to fight for face.
Spend money like water. The same goes for albums. If you like it, just buy one and listen to it. Why buy hundreds of copies?
"Shall we buy him some gifts later?" When Yu Xian was not paying attention, the senior sister in white whispered.
"No problem, just pick more." Senior Brother smiled and nodded.
"How could it be? There's no way no one likes him. He's number 120 on the player list."
"High ranking does not mean that the player is liked." The junior sister said with a bitter face, "The four major financial groups have been scolding him, and his fan base will be affected to some extent, and young fans have not yet formed values, so it is easy to
I was carried away by the rhythm.”
When they walked near Matsubararo's car, fans of Matsubararo's younger sister collectively booed.
Yu Xian walked over expressionlessly.
"Oh, it's Yuxian Zhisheng."
"I've seen news about him on the Internet, and he seems to be someone who likes to make headlines."
"There is no comparison with our Lang."
"Can he play the piano?"
"Playing the piano? Stop dreaming."
"You are so poor." A girl said loudly, "Please buy a pair of good shoes first, why do you stand on the same stage as Lang."
Yuxian Zhisheng stopped and looked back at her. The girl quickly took two steps back and asked, "What do you want to do?" The little girls around her rushed up and stared at him eagerly.
"You're right." Yu Xian smiled at her and waved his hand.
The lethality of this young man's face was too terrifying, even on TV, let alone in real life. After being stunned for a while, the fans of the younger sister were in disarray, and several of the little girls almost lost control and surrendered on the spot.
Fortunately, the sisters are united enough and finally got their waists back. What's the point of having great looks? You won't get far with this. As for why you hate him, I don't know. Anyway, everyone on the Internet says you have no strength.
Can things on the Internet still deceive people?
On the other hand, Matsubararo's expression turned grim. Wouldn't this guy be angry?
The senior sisters on the side wanted to speak, but Yu Xian stopped them with a wave of their hands. There was no need to explain, and it would be a waste of time to explain to these little girls ten thousand times. Their star-chasing nature is to follow the trend, and sometimes they even do it themselves.
I don’t know why I like or dislike that one. Most of them are just hearsay - "Ah, that’s it." "This is it, what will happen to me in the future?" It will be fine when they grow up. No one has ever been forced to do so when they were younger.
It's someone who has been here.
"Um, is this Yuxian Zhisheng?" A man wearing logistics overalls threw away his cigarette and walked over.
"Yes."
"Phew, I've circled half of Tokyo and finally found you." The man breathed a sigh of relief, "Your fan gifts have arrived. They are all outside. Come and sign for confirmation."
Shidao Jasmine was immediately stunned. This guy actually had a gift? Her curiosity suddenly surged up.
Yu Xian blinked his eyes, but he never thought that he would have fans' gifts. If he didn't have expectations, he wouldn't be disappointed. Now he felt a little happy.
After all, he still has the mentality of a child. When he was alone in his previous life, he never received a single birthday gift. He always bought and opened it for himself.
The group of people walked to the side of the road and looked at the truck parked on the side of the road. Ishidao Jasmine also followed, wanting to find out. Matsubara Lang, who was about to leave in the car, looked out the window and immediately waved to stop.
His face was pressed against the car window, squeezed out of shape and looking over there. This wave, this wave is called observing the enemy's situation.
"Sign this one first." The man in overalls handed the page of paper to Yuxian Zhisheng.
Yu Xian took out a pen and signed his name on the page.
"Where are the things?" Yu Xian asked as he looked at the transport truck, "Have you not taken them out yet?"
"No need to take it out, this truck is full of gifts from your fans," the man in overalls patted the truck, "Please open it for inspection. This is an urgent item, and the other party requires you to get it as soon as possible.
See."
"I heard from colleagues in Osaka and Hokkaido that they are all sent by very beautiful women." The men all said with envy.
In fact, these goods could have been delivered to him three days earlier, but he did not expect that there would be a steady stream of fans sending things every day, and they were all backlogged in a large warehouse. The logistics person in charge meant to save a large batch and send them together, otherwise
The manpower required is very huge, and the child is competing, so a courier will be very troublesome for him.
This car is all mine? Yu Xian was a little shocked.
Looking at Jasmine Shidao next to him, this bitchy girl is in bad shape. She has a long face and is at a loss. I heard that signing for express delivery is just a parcel at most, so how can I talk about it? It's more than just
She and the seniors standing aside were all stunned when they heard this quantifier.
Yuzuru opened the car handle, and with a crash, countless snow-white envelopes fluttered on him like flying pigeons. Each letter came from a different district or county address in Japan. The letters were actually packed and put, but during transportation
It was knocked down by the dolls on the way, so it poured out like a river. After the letter, there were dolls. All the dolls were the same. There was a cute little fish wearing a sun hat and holding a small fish in his hand.
fishing rod.
This is not an ordinary doll, but a fan peripheral specially customized for him by fans from Kyoto. After making a model, he sews it by hand, and then finds a processing factory to mass-produce it after confirming the final version. It is simply not available on the market.
This car is full of heartfelt thoughts. Believe it or not, the raw materials of the dolls are not expensive. But Yu Xian has never felt like this before. He actually feels that he is not good enough. At least he knows that he is really fishing.
, did not give face to his fans, but these fans still silently supported him without saying a word. Unbeknownst to him, during the days he spent in peace, it turned out that so many people were preparing to support him.
Gift.
Yu Xian took a gentle breath and smiled brightly.
Thank you, thank you very much, he said in his heart.
"Ah, don't leave in a hurry, you still have to sign for it." The man from Hitachi Logistics said cheerfully, pointing to several trucks lined up behind him, "There are three more trucks behind, and they are all yours."
