Kiyoki Kazuya looked in the mirror and changed his hairstyle, and after shaving off his beard, he seemed to be ten years younger, returning to his youthful self, and his eyes were a little red.

Not to mention anything else, just this has never been seen, a handsome enough hairstyle and image, if he returns to Tokyo, even if he can't sing, he can make his debut as an idol actor! (Note, actor means actor, actress is similar.) ）

"Yes, Wang Sang, no, teacher, but I'm still not as handsome as you."

Kiyoki Kazuya's tone was faintly excited, and he said with excitement and a little compliment.

"Hahahaha, what is the teacher, we are also friends, call me by my name, or call me Wang Sang, Wang Jun...... As for being more handsome than you, that's for sure, I'm not mortal. ”

Wang Jin put his hands in his pockets, lightly pressed the head of Xiao Tang Xiaoyue that emerged from his pocket, and smiled mysteriously.

"I'm a magician who knows how to do magic."

"Yes, Wang." Kiyoki Kazuya said with a smile, he didn't have much reaction to Wang Jin's magician claim, maybe it was some kind of confident mouth fetish, but after a while, he was shocked.

Jun, a title that is more intimate than San, and a little higher.

Wang Sang is a similar meaning of Mr. Wang.

Wang Jun, similar to Brother Wang, the meaning of Brother Wang, of course, if a woman calls a man, there is even a little taste of admiration.

"Let's go."

The two walked out of the barbershop with a smile, and the balding middle-aged barber muttered to himself in a daze: "This new hairstyle, could it be that he is an elite who has returned from 'Ai Sell Ruiken'?" Oh, this hairstyle, if I can cut it out, it'......"

The time came to 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the golden hour of the evening, in the cherry blossom park, two or three wandering singers had already stood up and started singing far away.

At this time, Wang Jin arrived with Qingmu Kazuya.

"Wang Jun, in fact, the best place for us to perform is the subway station, where there is a huge flow of people and a wide audience for music."

After Kiyoki Kazuya arrived at the ground, he didn't rush to open the stall, but thought about it seriously.

"Oh? Don't you want to pursue the art and resonance of music? ”

"This ......" Kazuya Kiyoki blushed.

"I figured it out, if you can't become a singer and earn enough money and honor, it's useless."

"Well, yes, if you had been so enlightened earlier, you wouldn't have been so miserable."

"But your statement is also a bit problematic, think about what era it is now, 94 years is not the golden age of the past, now it is a bubble economy, countless companies are bankrupt, office workers are rushing to and fro on the subway, who has time to listen to you sing? As for the singer scout you want, it won't appear here. ”

"So, what's the right place?"

"Of course it's a shopping street, but not today, I promised someone yesterday to perform here, to repay her for her help yesterday, maybe to stay there for a while, and it just happens to be a time to run in with you and me, you teach me to play the guitar, and I, write a few good songs."

"Huh? Wang Jun, do you want to learn guitar, that's fine, but do you still know how to write songs? ”

"Of course, I'm a magician."

“……”

When the two finished talking, they began to set up a stall, not far from a young singer singing rock music not far away, put down his backpack, took out two small horses, laid out the cloth, and put a small money basin for the guests to reward.

Kazuya Kiyoki officially started singing.

"The wind from the north, the blue sky, the wind from the south......"

A Japanese-style folk song that Wang Jin had never heard was sung slowly, and a song went down, attracting quite a lot of people, but it could be seen that most of it was because of his new handsome hairstyle, and it also attracted some young girls in their teens to twenties, but after listening to it for a while, they frowned, and unfortunately left, and there were very few people who would leave for rewards.

Wang Jin sat on the pony on the side and watched, and Xiao Tang Xiaoyue climbed out of his windbreaker pocket at this time and squatted on his two shoulders.

"What do you think?"

Wang Jin mentally transmitted his voice and asked the two cats.

"It's not good, meow, it's uncomfortable to listen to."

"I can't understand the sad song."

Well, I forgot that the two cats don't understand Japanese, but although they don't understand Japanese, it doesn't matter when it comes to music appreciation, at least both cats gave the answer, they don't like the song.

It's not that the song is not good, it's just that the song is too sad, and it is only suitable for those who are old, have a lot of experience, and have a high level of musical literacy and other intellectuals who have suffered to hear the artistic conception inside.

To put it simply, Kazuya Kiyoki sings that even the two cats are not likable...... Fail.

Kiyoki Kazuya continued to sing, and the sad guitar tune and his handsome and novel look attracted a lot of people at first, but soon they all dispersed.

"It's a pity that such a handsome man sings such old-fashioned songs......"

"Yes, songs like the wind of the north were only listened to by my father's generation, the songs are too sad, I would rather listen to pop music, or RAP."

"Hawkers,For the sake of such a handsome,Well,100 yen,A little heart,Hehehehe......"

With that, she dropped a 100 yuan coin, giggled and left with another female companion.

The two women whispered very quietly, and Qingmuhe didn't hear it, but Wang Jin heard it very clearly.

Wang Jin knew it in his heart.

"It seems that the first thing to do is to let him change the style of the song, and not sing this kind of song that is too sad and a little outdated."

Thinking so, after Qingmu Kazuya finished singing, Wang Jin applauded lightly.

"Kiyoki-kun, you sing very well."

"Thank you for the compliment, Wang."

"I have a suggestion, though."

Kiyoki Kazuya immediately looked at the guitar with a serious face, and nodded with a half-bow.

"Hey, Wang Jun, please advise!"

"Change the style of the song and don't sing this kind of song that is too sad and pathetic."

"This ...... Good. ”

Qingmu and Ye, who were obedient, immediately changed the second song to a brisk song, but Wang Jin frowned again, and the little orange Xiaoyue on his shoulder also complained.

"Meow, I don't understand what he's singing, I feel like he's laughing sadly, it's so awkward."

"Orange is right, this man sings as if he is crying in his heart, laughing in his mouth, and meow nondescriptly."

After the second song was sung, Wang Jin asked directly:

"Qingmu-kun, are you used to singing bitter songs?"

"I'm ......," Kiyoki Kazuya's expression sank when he heard this.

"Hey, Wangjun, I prefer bitter, sad songs, I'm used to it."

"I also want to sing some joyful songs, but I can't be happy in my heart, I ......"

Indeed, yesterday he was still a person who was hit by a sentence and desperate to commit suicide by jumping into the river, and it was impossible for him to become cheerful overnight, and now he is like this, more because I gave him hope...... This is a bit of a problem, and it is not yet possible to forcibly criticize him and discourage him.