Eguchi rubbed his eyes, he was sure he was really right.

The number one on the hot search list is indeed his song, and "The First Voice" is right.

He killed Hang B?

Or did Murakami Jing just go on the hook?

Before he could think about what was going on, Chixia Suzuki walked in with a helpless face, looking not in a good mood.

"What's wrong, Sister Qianxia." Seeing this, Eguchi Changqing didn't care about thinking about what was going on, and walked over directly to covet her.

Chixia Suzuki looked at Eguchi Changqing's heart-warming gesture, and she was a little happier.

"It's nothing, there were a lot of people just now, and my leg hit the glass door." She said.

"Which media is so bold?" Eguchi Changqing frowned and was obviously very unhappy, he helped Suzuki Chixia to sit down, "Do you see which ones they are?" I went to complain about them, and they messed around in Cripton. ”

Seeing that he was so excited, Suzuki Chinatsu immediately stopped being angry and comforted him while sitting down.

"It's okay, it's not the media."

“？”

Chinata Suzuki looked at Eguchi's confused appearance and explained.

"Just now, a group of people claiming to be your knights blocked the door of Cripton and said they wanted to see you." At this, he paused, "You have to be careful when you go back. Remember to wear a mask. ”

Eguchi Changqing: "??? ”

Am I through?

Isn't it just over an hour? Are the Knights here?

That's too fast, isn't it?

Eguchi Changqing suddenly remembered something, and ran to the computer to log on to ameba.

As he expected...... The traffic exploded.

I did more than 50,000 fans for more than a month before, but now I have 200w fans as soon as an album is released.

The latest update is the album "The First Voice" reprinted by Chinatsu Suzuki an hour ago, and the comments below exploded directly.

"Visit Her Royal Highness the princess in advance, I'll lick it first."

"Upstairs, I just saw you under the ameba of the mirror sound bell, how can you change Her Royal Highness the princess?"

"As long as the princess changes quickly, there is only happiness and no harm."

"Hahahaha, true."

"Your wives are changed every month, what's wrong with Her Royal Highness the princess every month?"

He couldn't be happier at all when he looked at the comments of these otaku.

Indeed, they are happy, but how is he, a pure straight man of steel, surrounded by a group of dead houses and called his wife.

Wholehearted...... I can't accept it.

But it's a little cool to see them licking him like this.

It's so tangled......

Eguchi Changqing continued to scroll down the comments, and there were even more fierce ones below.

"Hatsune: I think it's Cripton Future Media, right?"

"Yes, I've already turned to the information of the CV, called Eguchi Changqing, or do we have an appointment at the door of Cripton?"

"So perverted? …… I like it, though, hee-hee-hee. ”

"I live nearby, I'll go up first."

The more he rolled to the back, the more he felt trembling, this group of people came directly to Cripton to confront him?

What's even more excessive is that the name of some people's ameba accounts has been directly changed to 'Hatsune Miku Support Association', 'Hatsune My Wife', 'Hatsune Highness Knight 'and so on.

Even built a Hatsune Miku support club directly in the book review area?

Eguchi Changqing was a little dazed.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that it had happened in an hour.

Seeing that he was flipping through the comments, Suzuki rubbed it and stood up with some difficulty.

"Murakami has already told me about the situation just now, and this result was not predicted before, and he said that you should need to go to that Ginza music festival in the near future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murakami pushed the door and walked in.

"Eguchi, Suzuki, let's come to the conference room."

After saying that, he closed the door, Eguchi Changqing glanced at the computer, then at Suzuki Chinatsu, and walked over to help her up.

"Let's go."

The two then went to the conference room, where only the three mentors of the day and Murakami Jing.

The sessions were short and the content was simple.

The main thing to say is that three days later there will be a Ginza music festival in Ginza, and Murakami Keitsuyo has already contacted someone to sign up for this program, hoping to take advantage of the popularity of the song "The First Voice" to further strengthen Hatsune's image.

In other words, Eguchi Changqing may need to be a little busy these days.

Actually, it's nothing, he doesn't mind being busy, it's just ...... Hui Yi also informed that he might want to appear in real person.

To tell the truth, he is really a straight man of steel, when he was poor, it was no problem to cheat his salary, but let him dress in front of so many people.

Sorry, I really can't accept it.

You can't sell your soul for money, can you?

Therefore, at noon, Eguchi Changqing did not leave.

He found a 24-hour convenience store next to Cripton and spent 130 yen for a casual udon + a fish ball.

The udon noodles at the convenience store are not as delicious as he is, the XQ sauce is a bit spicy and sweet, and it tastes a bit like turkey noodles, and the fish balls are not chewy enough because they have been cooked for too long.

He went to the counter and bought another bottle of Coke, forced the noodles down, and hastily settled the lunch.

After much hesitation, he arrived at Cripton.

Instead of going to Chixia Suzuki or the recording studio, Eguchi went directly to Murakami's office and knocked on the door.

"Senior Murakami, it's me, Eguchi Changqing."

There was a creaking of chairs in the room, and the people inside snorted and it took a long time for Kaiku to speak.

"Come in."

Murakami's eyes were half-closed and half-open, his hair was messy and untidy, and it looked like he had just taken a lunch break.

He has always had this habit of taking a lunch break at noon.

"Sit down." Murakami pulled the desk, moved the chair away from the table, and poured a cup of barley tea from the thermos for Murakami.

"What's the matter with me?" Murakami looked at Eguchi Changqing, who was sitting in front of him, and snorted again.

It's easy to get sleepy at noon in the summer, and his brain is still a little wooden.

But Eguchi Changqing didn't, because he was a little nervous now, after all, he was negotiating terms with his boss.

As a social animal in the 21st century, this kind of thing is something he would not dare to do.

However, this time for the sake of face, he still had to be bolder, he looked at Murakami Jing and said:

"That's right, Murakami-senpai, I heard Sister Suzuki say that this time at the Ginza Music Festival, I may need a real person, right?"

"Most likely." Murakami nodded without concealment, and he took a sip of barley tea

Before Eguchi Changqing could speak, he looked up at Eguchi again and continued, "Your image and figure are very good, especially your height on the stage must be far superior to other audiences, so you have a better advantage on stage." ”

He paused, "You have to be on stage, otherwise you can't compare Hatsune Miku's standing on stage to the others, right?" ”

Indeed, the Ginza festival must be a real person on the stage, and it would be too out of class for Cripton to put a vertical painting on it.

Not to mention that if you can't get the reward, you may still liven up the audience and provoke the organizers.

But...... He's a straight man of steel?

He sold himself for money, he has paid a lot of price, he doesn't treat himself as a human being, and now he wants to sing on stage in women's clothes.

Damn, doesn't he want to lose face?

The more I thought about Eguchi Changqing, the more I felt uneven.

Don't talk about it, this matter, resolutely not.

Money is important, but he also wants face.

Thinking of this, Eguchi Changqing suddenly became tough.

He looked at Murakami.

"Murakami's seniors also know that I'm a man, I don't want to be a hypocrite in front of everyone, if Murakami's seniors insist on what to do, then I can only terminate the contract."

Right!

That's it, real man!

“？” Murakami raised his head, as if he didn't expect Eguchi Changqing to say this.

He straightened up, his face calm.

"Okay, the penalty is 80 million yen, may I ask if you swipe the card or cash?"

Eguchi Changqing: "??? ”

Watt?