Tomoya Shimizu, born on December 22, 1945, is of mixed Japanese and American descent, and is a hero of Sony's development of the United States. Biquge.info In 1966, he became the executive director of CBS/SONY's U.S. subsidiary, and in 1988, SONY became the chairman of CBS's music division.

On the company's development route, he was held accountable for wrongly supporting the son-in-law Nobuyuki Idei who was the first chairman and missed the technological explosion of LCD panels. In 2005, after losing a bid with Howard Stringer for the first foreign CEO of Sony's headquarters, he announced his retirement and has lived in seclusion in his hometown in Okinawa ever since.

After his retirement, he wrote an autobiography of 1.38 million words (upper, middle and lower), and the first volume tells the story of his youth spent at RB. I like intense rock music very much, but unfortunately I was born with incomplete pentatonic music, and it is difficult to buy expensive vinyl records at RB, so I embarked on the road of music production. When I get older, I prefer classical music and RB singing, and when I see vinyl records, I can't help but buy them. Calls himself "an old man who lives in a mansion built by Vivaldi".

On June 12, 2013, Tomoya Shimizu died of stomach cancer at the age of 69 and had no children for life. Except for an old cat who was dying, there was only a room of vinyl records that witnessed the glory of Sony Music.

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The lights are dim, and Tokyo Station, which is usually full of people, is only a group of passers-by on the way home. In the distance, a drunk man leaned on to a telephone pole and vomited, and the stench of alcohol was sent by the wind. A wild dog was picking up food from a garbage bin in the distance, and when he saw someone passing by, he barked twice.

Shimizu Tomoya sighed, he hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

Many years ago, he was a high school student, and in order to get into the university of his choice, he would work late into the night at cram school every week. The deserted streets were so deserted, and in order to give themselves courage, they always hummed some popular songs of the time.

It would be nice if there was a little music at this time. He thought.

He shook his head, bought a ticket and walked into the aisle, past the escalator, to the platform.

He's not the only passenger. A young man took his seat next to the platform seat, tuning his guitar with his head down, and every few seconds, he would try to play the strings, making a long electric sound.

On a lonely night, the vibrato writhed in the air for a few seconds before it dissipated little by little.

Playing electric guitar?

He looked at it twice...... The other party held the left hand of the piano and took it backwards.

Rookie.

He crossed the young man's position and stood behind the yellow line closest to the guardhouse.

The night breeze blew, bringing the whistling of the tram in the distance.

The wind gradually became stronger, the branches of ornamental plants trembled slightly, and the young man's first chord played perfectly, and the air emitted notes peculiar to electricity.

The young man stood up and turned on the speaker switch.

Shimizu Tomoya glanced at the other party's knob twisting the speaker, turned his head, and waited for the train to enter the station.

A sudden gust of wind blew from the side, and he hurriedly pressed his hat tightly, and the branches of the ornamental plants whipped on his face in pain, and he took a step back.

At this moment, there was a boom, and there was a roar in the speaker next to the young man, like a motorcycle, coming from far and near.

He turned his head in surprise and saw the young man shaking the crank on the guitar, and with the slight tremor of his fingers, he could make such a realistic sound!

Shimizu Zhi was also dumbfounded, this, this, what kind of trick is this!

I didn't think much about it, but I saw that the young man's technique had changed again, and with a slight plucking of the strings with his left hand, there was a group of roars coming from nowhere, as if the crowd on the court was cheering.

The notes trembled in the air, and the young man raised his hat slightly in greeting, graceful and calm, as if he was not facing an empty platform, but a concert of 10,000 people.

Then, he plucked the strings.

The prelude sounded.

The behemoth, known as Rock 'n' Roll, roared and issued its own King's Landing declaration. It aimed at its prey in front of it, arched itself with all its strength, and pounced.

The first full prelude SOLO played from the speakers, and after twenty years of time and space, in a rude and savage posture, kicked Shimizu Tomoya's innate thinking, broke into his brain, and shook every cell, making them excited, making them tremble, and making them surrender.

The theme song of "Slam Dunk", "I want to say I love you to the world", an indelible classic in the hearts of a generation, pays tribute to the world with such an appearance.

Shimizu Tomoya's ears, as if electrocuted, suddenly trembled from the soles of his feet to his scalp, his pupils constricted, and he involuntarily hugged his arms.

Above, there are already dense goosebumps.

"Against the dazzling sun / I'm running in the streets

You do your usual / Slap me on the shoulder

but never took me by the arm

I don't know when it started / I'm obsessed with you for no reason

My eyes are always on you / I can't leave you

I'm hopeless

crazyfouyou”

Lengthened interlude, Li Shanhe casually sent it, raised the guitar in his hand high, and couldn't see the strings at all from this angle, it turned out to be a blind play!

Is this rock 'n' roll? That's right! It's so intense!

But, it's so incredible, in the fierce rhythm, Shimizu Tomoya actually felt the tenderness in the song!

Shimizu couldn't believe that at such a moment when no one cared about him, he actually found the music in his heart!

He couldn't help but bump his teeth up and down, it was terrible, how could rock 'n' roll be like this? In front of this person, such a "hardcore" rock is not the heart-rending love that I have heard in the past, but the pure love that men look forward to in their youth?

These two elements are simply incompatible!

In a trance, he seemed to see a small seaside town in front of his eyes, and under the scorching sun, seagulls flew across the sky.

A young man walks around the sparkling breakwater after his beloved girl.

This...... Is it the youth I really yearn for?

"I want to say out loud that I love you / Try to change tomorrow

Break the time of gradual freezing

I want to say out loud that I like you / Courage to take the first step

I hope you will accept this fervent thought of mine."

The scenery in front of him is changing, and in the gradually stirring music, Shimizu Tomoya also recalls his school days. He also had a longing girl. He wanted to confess to the girl, but he was ashamed of his obesity and unusual appearance.

Although I didn't dare to confess, I loved her for no reason like this, and I stupidly wanted to get close to her. Until the girl's sentence "I like to sing", the teenager gave up his studies without hesitation and went to the United States to find his biological father.

Taking the bet made in life, he won, found his biological father, and received funding. Later, he graduated from a prestigious university and entered the record industry.

Now he has become famous, but the starting point of everything is just to exchange for a smile from a beautiful woman.

It's stupid, he's laughed and cried himself, but ...... I can't deny that this is very innocent, it is only once in my life, without a trace of different colors, love.

"Beyond the lively tables/rattling floors

I inadvertently indulged in your eyes

As if you're in love/The heart beating violently for you is not lying

When is it going to be?

to change this impatient friendship

I want to get you/I want to confirm each other's hearts

itakeyouaway”

Many years later, he stood here, with a halo, the attention of overseas elites, the company's senior management, and the group's future hope.

There are countless women who have experienced it, but what about love?

I'm famous, what about her? How long has it been since I remembered her? How long has it been since I tried to contact her again? Can I only forever touch her picture in the class book and let her appear in my dreams?

The beauty of youth does not come back, and the regrets of youth, no matter how much you make up for them, will always be a defect in your heart.

Before he knew it, Shimizu Zhi was already in tears.

It's a thrilling electronic sound he's never heard before, and it's something he's never felt before!

This is rock, with the most direct roar, pry your inner music!

A hearty finale, without the slightest muddy ending.

The song was finished, and it was only two and a half minutes, but Shimizu also seemed to relive his youth again. It was obviously a passionate rock, but his eyes were hazy with tears when he heard it, and he fell into an inextricable sadness.

Li Shanhe straightened his scarf and bowed to the silent platform in greetings.

Then, glancing at his only audience, he turned and left.

The tram doors tickled, ready to close. Qing Mizuzhi also suddenly came to his senses, he turned his head violently, and shouted:

"Wait a minute!"

Li Shanhe paused, didn't turn around, just turned his head slightly to look at him.

Shimizu Tomoya also seemed to have turned back into the stammering little fat man when he was a student, his nervous mind was blank, and he said hesitantly: "That, may I ask...... Will I be lucky enough to know your name? ”

"It doesn't matter."

The concise answer made Shimizu even more nervous. Finally, he remembered his duty and said loudly: "Please, please be sure to become a contracted singer of our company!" ”

"Okay, let's sign a billion dollars." Li Shanhe chuckled and said.

Shimizu Tomoya was overjoyed, so cheap! Just a quarter of the Beatles! But he can invite a great god who is not inferior! It's definitely pie in the sky!

After less than ten seconds of excitement, he suddenly remembered that he was just a small deputy head of the investment department, and he had no authority to decide such a big thing.

Li Shanhe laughed: "Boy, when you stand in a higher position, come and talk to me about this topic again!" ”

After speaking, he clasped his thumb and flicked it lightly, and a shining arc crossed the air, flying towards Shimizu Tomoya.

Qing Shui Zhi also subconsciously caught it, spread out his palm, but found that it was a shiny paddle. Only an "L" of the flower body is left on it.

When he raised his head again, what caught his eye was Li Shanhe's blurred back when he walked into the passage.

“L…… Is it? Shimizu Tomoya held the pick tightly, his eyes shining with determination, "You are the future superstar that Sony needs!" No matter what it takes, I'm going to sign you! ”

Genius music, genius genre, genius singer!

This is an absolute superstar! A superstar who can really influence countless people!

No matter what it takes, I'm going to put him on the world stage!

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So at the same time, dozens of meters away in the dark.

The golden glasses who were also enjoying the song were silent, the music stopped, and he had to admit that the other party was indeed a powerful guy, this kind of music style was unheard of, and it was more eye-catching than the previous "Spring in the North".

It's a bit noisy, but young people probably like it.

There was silence in the Mercedes.

The gold wire glasses wanted to ask about the next trip, but when I looked at the rearview mirror, I was surprised to find that Mr. Mitarai, who always had a thick mask and was as strong as steel, was actually crying!

Yes, although it was only reflected by the light of the train, but the gold wire glasses dared to swear, it was definitely a trace of tears!

The gold wire glasses were shocked, and they had followed each other for many years, and this was the first time they had seen Mr. Mitarai, revealing such weak emotions!

“…… President? He shouted under his breath.

It was only after a long time that a somewhat hoarse voice came from the back seat of the car: "Let's drive." ”

"Yes." The gold-wired glasses whispered, "Where to go next?" ”

"Where to go?" Mitarai just put the handkerchief that wiped his tears back into his jacket pocket, and his voice was cold: "Go and find me this kid's information!" ”

"All of them?"

"All!"

"Hey!"