Record making is essentially an industrial production, not an artistic creation. Now that the technology is developed and the music production system is also very mature, a disaster like Lao Chen's crazy burning of 2 million and getting nothing is simply the plot of a horror movie.

From good to great, a long way apart. Chen Jihai lost himself between art and technology, and project management failed completely. However, he went crazy in pursuit of musical quality, and although it was tragic, it was also worthy of respect.

Fang Yan called He Yu.

"Lao Chen wants to open it? He doesn't toss? He Yu asked in surprise.

"Hmm."

"Great, huhu, I finally don't have to have nightmares anymore. ...... two days ago"

Fang Yan listened to He Yu talk about her terrifying dreams.

In the dream, Mr. Chen Jihai was admitted to a psychiatric hospital. He was dressed in a hospital gown, standing barefoot on a hospital bed, holding a baton, and melting into the music. The doctors and nurses all gathered together, divided into several parts, and sang the "Yellow River Cantata" loudly.

The wind is howling, the horses are barking, whatever.

The chorus comes with BGM, and a few notes that don't match suddenly jumped out, vaguely a sentence from "The First Night". Lao Chen waved his arms frantically, his hair flicked, sweat splashed in the air, and rolled down his chubby cheeks. The cross on his chest shone with a metallic sheen.

"Scared the hell out of me." Fang Yan said.

"I'm easy, I'm easy. I really didn't have a choice but to call you. How did you persuade him? ”

Fang Yan said that he was going to write a second album for He Yu.

"Oh, Sauce Purple."

"Yes."

"Hehehehe." He Yu smirked. She was so happy that she couldn't stop laughing on the phone.

“……”

It stands to reason that writing a new album will allow Lao Chen to get out of the sea of suffering, He Yu will also have a new work, and Fang Yan will also make money, which is a good thing. But Fang Yan hung up the phone, but he didn't feel right, as if he had gotten on a thief ship by mistake.

After the three of Yuan Yuan took a dip in the hot spring, they looked a little confused, and their steps were slow.

The four of them played in Hakone for another day, taking a train, a cable car, and a boat, and went around in a big circle. In the evening, I returned to Tokyo.

On the third day, Channing took a bus from the hotel to the airport and returned to China first. She bought a small aluminum suitcase with a large folder containing five manuscripts and six drafts of Miyazaki's paintings. These original paintings are very commemorative, and the company should collect them well.

The hand-painted work had already been scanned into an electronic version and passed on to Qin Yun. The factory has opened a special production line to manufacture Miyazaki T-shirts in large quantities.

Channing got on the bus, smiled and waved at the window, and the car whined away.

"Shall we go?" Fang Yan asked.

"Okay."

Fang Yan, Yuan Yuan, and Feng Lu took the Shinkansen train south, and played in Nagoya for 1 day, the ancient city of Nara for 2 days, Kyoto for 3 days, and Osaka for 1 day. A week has passed.

On August 23rd, everyone returned to Tokyo.

There is no end to such a trip. All kinds of food, strange buildings, fresh lifestyles, all kinds of fun strangers. Every day is new and endless.

After staying outside for too long, the first one who couldn't bear it was Yuan Yuan, who was very unhappy.

"Hot pot."

"Pancakes."

"Churros."

"Also, boiled beef......" Yuan Yuan said, a little heartbroken.

"You haven't eaten less these days." Fang Yan kindly reminded her.

Tang Jie is very reliable, and Lao Zhao's travel permit has already been completed. Feng Lu booked a ticket back to Jiangdong.

……

At 9 p.m. on the same day, Pan Xi got off work from the convenience store and walked back to his small building tired.

Her life in Tokyo is uneventful and regular. She goes to a Japanese cram school in the morning, works part-time at a convenience store in the afternoon, and occasionally works night shifts. The part-time job at a convenience store earns 1,000 yen an hour, so I can make up for it and practice speaking.

The rest of the time is spent preparing for the exams for graduate school applications.

She rented a small apartment in Shinjuku, which was close to the red light district, so the rent was cheap.

A single woman, starting from scratch in a strange city, is destined to work harder than a man. She has some savings, plus the income from her part-time job, which can barely support her.

Pan Xi has no relatives or friends in Tokyo, and in the past three months, she has also met some people in the circle of Chinese students. In addition, it is inevitable that all kinds of men will talk to and make overtures, and she will carefully and firmly refuse. She has to protect herself. In a foreign land, she didn't need cheap comfort.

She's 31 years old, and she can't make a mistake.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhao's ghost was not gone. Since that late night, Lao Zhao has lived in her small apartment for about 10 days, like a thin ghost.

Or is it a snail girl?

Every day when I go home, the room is cleaned up, and delicious meals are set on the small dining table. Eggs and scrambled tomatoes, cucumbers, braised fish, sweet and sour pork ribs...... It's all simple home-cooked food, and Lao Zhao uses a simple induction cooker to make it.

Being able to eat a mouthful of hot rice is already a luxury. In the past, in order to save money, Pan Xi often bought discounted fish, yogurt and fruits that were about to expire in the supermarket.

Every time she opened the door, Lao Zhao greeted her diligently. Pan Xi thought, her ex-boyfriend's slightly panicked expression was like a puppy who realized that he had done something wrong and asked for forgiveness.

When she was in Koto, she had never enjoyed this kind of treatment. In those days, Lao Zhao often had a gloomy face, either playing the piano in the piano shop or getting drunk with his friends. The ideal is always out of reach, but the reality is overwhelming.

These 10 days have been like a peaceful dream, vague and a little confused.

Sometimes during meals, Lao Zhao will also talk to her, which are all trivial things. In the afternoon, a small child on the street played football and smashed the glass. Instant coffee at the convenience store was 5% off and I bought 2 boxes. The neighbor's aunt's faucet was leaking, he helped fix it, and the aunt brought a bowl of stew......

Walking silently on the street alone, Pan Xi chuckled.

After 12 years together, everything experienced together is no longer important, only a little trace of happiness or pain remains. Why did you always quarrel in the first place? Pan Xi couldn't remember it either.

At a certain moment, such as last night, when she listened to the sound of Lao Zhao snoring intermittently on the floor, she would faintly feel that it would be good to live like this forever and have Lao Zhao by her side.

It's no longer a boyfriend, and it's not bad to be a pet.

And then what?

Pan Xi didn't want to think about it.

Along the dilapidated staircase, she slowly walked up to the second floor, took out the key, and gently pushed the door open, and couldn't help but froze.

The tiny room has completely changed.

The small white fluorescent lights on the roof were gone, replaced by warm orange overhead lights, which shone brightly. A soft carpet was laid on the floor, plush and spotless.

The old wooden writing desk, broken sofa, and simple folding table are also gone, and they are replaced by brand new furniture. There is also a small bookshelf next to the small writing desk, and my textbooks and review materials are neatly arranged.

Pan Xi observed the room in amazement.

All the furniture has been replaced. There is an extra shoe cabinet at the door. A comfortable swivel chair, a small Xiaoice box. A low cupboard. The original narrow 90 cm single bed is gone, and it has become a new 120 cm bed, with mattresses, pillows, sheets and bedding, all brand new.

Small, cream-colored loveseat sofa.

On one side of the bed, a thick black curtain hangs.

The room also had a lot of lighting. In the corner of the room, there is a floor lamp. On the bedside table stood a soft lamp. There is a folding lamp on the desk. All kinds of light come together and are incredibly bright.

It's like some magic was suddenly released. A small room that was originally cold and gray has evolved several levels and become warm and comfortable.

How much does it cost? Pan Xi couldn't believe her eyes. Moreover, the electricity bill is also very expensive.

The small room in front of him is far from the living conditions of ordinary people in Tokyo, but for Pan Xi, it is already extremely luxurious.

Fortunately, Lao Zhao has not changed, he still looks panicked, like a mole in late autumn.

"You're back."

"Oh."

"This is ......" Lao Zhao looked around and spread his hands. Fang Yan helped buy it. He came over at noon and had a busy day. Also with his two girlfriends. ”

Two girlfriends? What the situation.

"No, there's a bespectacled one who is his girlfriend, and another is his girlfriend's sister, it seems."

"Oh."

"The furniture was picked out by his girlfriend. She said you'd love it. The moving company came and pulled all the old furniture away. He said that he was very neat at work. ”

"Yes."

Lao Zhao picked up the big envelope on the table, held it in both hands, held it to Pan Xi's hand, and said, "There are 1.6 million yen in it." Fang Yan took. I lost my bank card ......"

Pan Xi shook his head and said, "Don't." I can't ask for his money. ”

"You sit down first, sit down and say." Lao Zhao took Pan Xi's hand and asked her to sit on the soft sofa.

"I'm listening."

"He paid for the furniture. One day he was playing the piano in the street, surrounded by hundreds of people, and he used the money from his singing. A lot. ”

"Hmm."

"I run a piano shop with him. His company contributed 500,000 Huaxia coins, accounting for the majority. I took the piano store as a shareholder, accounting for 2% of the shares. I'll give you 100,000 yuan first, and you can use it first. ”

"I'm not short of money."

Lao Zhao bowed his head and said, "I want to use the remaining 400,000." Decorate the piano shop and open it. Xi, I know to take his money...... It's not pretty. He was so young, and he didn't know each other before. I knew he just meant to give me a hand. ”

“……”

"I don't want to rely on Fang Yan or anyone else. I want to do my best to live up to his trust. In these years, who can help others for no reason? ”

"Hmm."

"He pulled me off the flyover. Now I owe him. I'm going to pay him back. I ......"

"Huh."

"Listen to me. I was lying on the flyover the other day and couldn't figure out anything. Now I understand a little bit. Do you know what is the most beautiful thing in the world? I used to think it was music, but it wasn't. ”

Is the best thing to be with me? Pan Xi said coldly: "What is it?" ”

"Second chance."

“……”

"A chance to do it all over again. You did something wrong and your life was ruined. At this time, a person suddenly came to tell you that it was okay buddy, you meow up quickly and do it again. Can you understand what I'm saying. ”

"Hmm."

"I'll read to you."

“……”

Lao Zhao put the heavy envelope in Pan Xi's hand and said, "You take it." I don't earn this money now, I will work hard to make money in the future and support you. I'll send you money every month. ”

“……”

"I owe you so much. You have worked so hard and suffered a lot of grievances. I want you to know that your old days were not in vain. I want to make up for what you've lost. It's been 11 years. ”

"12 years."

"12 years. It's not too late, it's still too late. It's going to be fine. I'm going to make you live a good life. ”

Tears welled up, and Pan Xi shook her head with a wry smile.

"I'm working hard, you're here to finish your master's degree. I want to continue my studies or get married......"

Except for the very beginning, Lao Zhao has never planned the future of the two of them to himself like now. Pan Xi kept wiping the moist corners of her eyes.

Lao Zhao is not good at expression, he nags and chatters, just "I'm sorry for you", "I'll change", "it will be fine". But he had never said that before.

When was the last time he spoke so softly? So extreme a person. Pan Xi couldn't stand the soft words.

Lao Zhao's face blurred in tears.

"I want to marry you." Lao Zhao said seriously.

“……”

After breaking up, I realized that it was good to me and how sarcastic it was. Pan Xi thought hatefully.

Lao Zhao was busy in the kitchen again, heating up the meal and bringing it to the newly bought dining table. He looked at his girlfriend and handed over two more tissues.

Pan Xi wiped her tears, pointed to the envelope, and said, "You return the money to others, I don't want this money." ”

"The money was yours. You save up. The money I earn in the future will also be yours. ”

"No need."

"...... later"

A strong impulse surged in Pan Xi's heart, she wanted to return to Jiangdong with Lao Zhao and return to the old days. She sat down at the table, took a spoonful of rice, and swallowed it with some difficulty.

Lao Zhao sat across the table and said, "I'm going back." The day after tomorrow. The ticket was bought. ”

So fast?

"The piano shop is being renovated, and everything has been demolished inside and out. It's not appropriate for me not to go back, I have to watch there. Also restocked. ”

I can't eat anymore.

Late at night, Pan Xi lay on the soft bed and couldn't sleep. In the darkness, two diametrically opposed paths unfolded before her, both leading to their own distant unknowns. Of course, one of them has Lao Zhao, and the other does not.

She had already made up her mind, but now she realized that she was never a decisive person.

Maybe it's because of this kind of character that Pan Xi can live with him for so long.

Sleeping on the ground was Lao Zhao, her only man.

She turned on the table lamp, froze in the light for a while, and said, "Lao Zhao." ”

Lao Zhao woke up and looked up blankly.

"Come here."

"Ahh

Pan Xi turned sideways, gave way to a place, and said, "Don't sleep on the ground." Come and sleep in bed. ”