Chapter 2 Your laughter is like a vicious dog

"Brother Xiao Cheng is such a big fool! How can you pick up mine, my one! ”

Yumi leaned against the door, her hands resting nervously on her chest, her cheeks flushed inexplicably.

She pricked up her ears and listened to the sound outside the door.

Footsteps lingered in the living room.

Then there was the sound of the balcony door closing.

Yumi thought of something, and threw herself on the bed in shame, kicking the air with a pair of feet.

Until her mother returned.

"Huh? Yumi is back. ”

Mother's voice rang out in the hallway.

"Well, she's in the room."

It's the voice of a big fool.

"It's really rude, I said I missed you very much."

Yumi was full of excitement, immediately opened the door, and shouted outside, "There is no such thing." ”

With that, she closed the door again, which was obviously years ago.

"This kid."

Kiko in the living room covered her mouth and chuckled, entered the kitchen and started cooking.

Half an hour later, Yumi was called out for dinner.

Her lips pursed, and she looked in the direction of the balcony from time to time.

Kuroki asks his uncle, Yumi's father, why he hasn't returned.

It's 6 p.m., it's time to get off work.

However, it immediately occurred to him that the men of District 11 would not arrive home on time.

It is often necessary to socialize and come back drunk.

If you don't go, you will be considered by your wife as a sign of unmotivated work.

So for this meal, there were only Kuroki Castle and Oda mother and daughter.

I put the fried golden pork chop in my mouth, and when I bite into it, my eyes will light up.

"That's amazing!"

He gave a thumbs up.

He is not a sycophant, and thick-cut pork chops give people a full sense of happiness.

The crispy crust is mixed with gravy and the tender loin meat, which is really delicious.

Looking at his happy eating appearance, Kiko Oda let out a cry of satisfaction.

Yumi, who was sitting next to her, snorted coldly.

"Yumi is so cute, she must be very popular at school."

The sudden words made Yumi stunned slightly.

She didn't want to show that she was happy to be casually complimented and tilted her head to one side.

After the meal, Kiko hummed a little song and washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Kuroki Castle and Yumi watching TV in the living room.

The remote control is in Yumi's hand, constantly changing the station.

She changed into loungewear and wore a ponytail.

Kuroki knew she was angry before she was angry.

"Yumi, do you like music very much?"

"That's right."

Yumi said triumphantly, the TV was playing the piano.

She was under the impression that no one would watch this on TV.

Hmph, go to the room and pack your things, the TV for this time period is mine!

"The teacher said that the piano is the most elegant instrument, and you should listen to it more." She smirked.

"But you didn't make a sound." Blackwood looked strange.

What?

Yumi sat up straight in an instant, only to realize that the TV was muted!

She tried to pretend to be calm.

Kuroki looked at him with a smile.

Eventually, Yumi couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the remote control, and ran back to the room in a huff.

Kuroki smiled knowingly, took the remote control, and took over the TV.

He wants to know more about the current state of TV programs.

In my hometown, there weren't so many channels.

Oh?

A musical program caught his attention.

Inside the TV, in a vast scene, men and women dressed in fashionable clothes sit in three rows.

After the host introduced the singer, the people behind began to applaud, and then the song sounded.

Music was indispensable in the planning of Blackwood City.

The copyright protection in District 11 is very good, as long as there is a popular song, no matter how downcast you are in the future, you will not starve to death.

But music can't be the first place.

Because a song doesn't come out of nowhere.

First of all, it is the record company that decides the song based on the style of its singers.

This is the composition, based on the singer.

Decide on the style, then find a professional musician to arrange the music, and determine the accompaniment.

After filling in the lyrics, the singer will sing it.

Therefore, the birth of a song often requires a singer.

Blackwood City has a lot of classic songs in its hands.

But I don't even know which instruments are used in the music, and I don't know how to sing.

If you are unprepared to take it out, it will definitely be exposed.

Unless you are a singer and know what style you want, you can do it all by yourself.

Such people are called singer-songwriters.

But there is another problem, the singer-songwriter's style is too one-dimensional.

For example, many singer-songwriters in their previous lives, although they were very talented, they listened to a lot of songs, and they all had a feeling of being in the same key.

If a singer-songwriter can create a variety of styles and be popular, he is a king.

In other words, the song in Blackwood City's mind had to find the right moment.

What he wants is to enter the TV station and accumulate contacts and channels.

If you can become a broadcast writer, you can start by writing words.

Because it's easier to fill in the words.

Lyrics, as the name suggests, are to add appropriate words to the melody of a song.

Fluency and rhyme of the accompaniment are guaranteed.

Words are in the service of the song, and rationality is not important.

Something like "your smile is like a vicious dog" is completely scolding.

The result is still able to fire, why? Because of the tune cow.

It stands to reason that people who can create such beautiful tunes will not be willing to waste them with such words.

Unless the tune isn't your own.

Well?

The beautiful singing voice on the TV made him concentrate.

A girl in a white dress is swaying, like a girl next door, with short fluffy hair and bright eyes.

It looks very small, but the singing voice is very loud, and the singing style is also very presumptuous.

Like a childhood sweetheart, a girl dances barefoot on a wooden table.

Looking at it, Blackwood City was completely captivated.

I can't get enough of it when it's over, and I want to listen to it again.

It's a pity that there is no single loop now.

He wrote down the name of the song.

"The Season of Barefoot", the singer's name is Seiko Matsushima.

Kuroki City's face changed slightly.

Because he remembered that there was also this singer on earth.

The trajectory of life is highly compatible.

He was quickly relieved that there were differences between the two worlds, as well as similarities.

At 7 p.m., his uncle, Shota Oda, returned.

Tall and thin, with a delicate face and glasses.

It looks meticulous, but because of drinking, there is a lot of talk as soon as you enter the door.

Seeing that Kuroki City was very positive, he encouraged him in the tone of an elder.

Say what you have to do in the future.

Young people should stay in Tokyo.

It was also revealed that Blackwood City could go to his company.

Kuroki remembers that he worked for an international trading company.

Because he was drunk, he didn't take these words to heart.

Helping his uncle back to his room, Kuroki didn't watch TV anymore and rested in his room.

The next morning, Shota Oda seemed to be a different person when he woke up.

Talking with a straight look, when he was there, Yumi was very well-behaved.

"Koshiro-kun, are you here to visit the TV station, or do you plan to stay and work at the TV station?" Shota Oda asked.

"I'd like to give it a try if I could." Blackwood said implicitly.

"Oh, then you have to come on, the TV station can't just be casual."

"Hmm."