While Kazuma was dealing with the quiz, Baifeng Yuyin-Kitagawa Shaouri just pushed open the door of the musical instrument shop Earth House, and threw the latest weekly magazine Fang Chun beside the workbench of the shopkeeper who was repairing the piano.

"This audio, is there?"

"Yes, but this time Fang Chun brags, the audio recording effect is very poor, only vaguely heard a little bit, even finding someone to pick up the score is difficult."

"That's it, listen and see." Said Kitagawa Shaxuri.

The owner pointed to the four-speaker Toshiba recorder in the room.

Saori Kitagawa ran over and found that an unlabeled box of tape had been placed in the recorder.

She pressed the play button, and a very difficult voice came out of the recorder.

Saori Kitagawa paused for a few words and then tapped the stop button, and then washed the belt with his backhand.

"Hey, what are you doing! This tape is not easy to handle now." The shopkeeper said with regret.

"Listen, you'll want to listen to the full version, and then eagerly begging the person to give you the full version." Shaxu Kitagawa said angrily, "Why is there a talent for a player? Why is there talent but not? Come to be a musician?"

Owner: "As far as I know, he is also very talented, and now he is a hero in Osaka. Maybe in the future there will be a local TV station in Osaka and ask him to be a guest. Just like the one on Hiroshima TV station now. The baseball director does food search like that."

Saori Kitagawa raised his brows: "The baseball chief? What the hell?"

"Ah, don’t care, it’s a topic for middle-aged men who like baseball. Probably an outdated former ace pitcher, who somehow became the host of a popular local TV show, and turned out to be the team’s mascot. The story of being able to board and pitch in the first army."

"Tsk." Beichuan Shaxuli was speechless, "Let me not care, and then don't explain it. I don't understand your explanations."

The shopkeeper laughed, as if it was his purpose to anger Saxuri Beichuan.

After laughing, he seemed to remember something suddenly, pointing to the container and said: "Oh, yes, Sauni Music has released the album Kiryuu Kazuma, if you want to listen, it is on that shelf."

Saori Kitagawa turned around, came to the shelf with a complicated expression, looked for a cassette with the name Kiryuu Kazuma, took it out and opened it.

"Why the packaging is so old-fashioned." She frowned and complained.

"Maybe it's because Kiryu-kun's profession is a kendoist?"

Saori Kitagawa took out the tape, went to the machine where she had just washed off the blank tape, and put the tape into the second slot.

In order to facilitate ripping, this kind of machine has dual card slots, and it also provides a built-in ripping channel to ensure that no noise is recorded.

The publishing house that publishes audiovisual products approached Toshiba to protest this design, and then Toshiba's legal department didn't even look at the publishing house.

Because Toshiba doesn't feel that the audiovisual publishing industry that is just starting out has the ability to make money.

Toshiba’s tape recorder is selling well, and even professional singers use this one to rip samples and practice songs at home.

Saori Kitagawa frowned slightly listening to the melody from the tape recorder.

"I don't like this re-arrangement, it's too close to the style of those idols now. The original song should be more ethereal, and it was a waste of good music." Said Kitagawa Saori said that he had to press the record button to wash the tape again. , But this time she was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"Are you here to plug me up? This tape is selling well now. The original version is almost out of stock. Ripped versions are everywhere."

Saori Kitagawa curled his lips.

She left the tape in the tape recorder, let the machine play Kiryuu Kazuma like this, and then turned to the owner: "Is my guitar repaired?"

"It's over there. You, if you want to learn how to smash the guitar, you can do it thoroughly, and when you are done, you come to me and ask me to fix it. I can tell you that your guitar tone has deteriorated a lot now, and I will try my best. I won’t fix it again.”

"I just want to learn how to play the guitar with his teeth. I want to know what the world looks like when he uses his teeth to play."

"The world will not change because of what the people watching him are doing."

Saori Kitagawa didn't answer, she picked up her guitar and strummed the strings lightly.

Then she played chords improvisingly to the melody played by the tape recorder.

The shop owner glanced at Beichuan Shaxuri, said nothing, and continued to lower his head to repair the piano.

That's it, Beichuan Shaxuri asked in a low voice, "What does it feel like to be a hero?"

"You ask me?" The owner raised his head, as if he was in a memory, and said after a moment, "I don't remember clearly. When I was the most heroic in my life, I walked along the railway with a guitar on my back. All day and night, it seems that this way can reach the ends of the world."

Shaxuri Beichuan asked, "What then?"

"Then of course I remembered that Japan is an island country. Later, I thought it was too black and humorous, so I wrote a song with it."

Saori Kitagawa laughed unceremoniously.

"You laughed too much, right? Be careful I won't fix your guitar."

Saori Kitagawa hurriedly stopped laughing.

The owner continued: "Speaking of which, I heard an interesting news that Taiying Film decided to write the theme song for Kiryuu Kazuma last night in order to save their critical mistakes."

"Oh?"

"Their bargaining chip is probably looking for you to sing the song Kazuma."

"Look for me? They think beautifully."

"The production committee of Taiyoung's Tokyo Limited Express this time is an affiliate of Tohyo."

Saori Kitagawa's face immediately became unsightly.

The shopkeeper took a look at her and said, "Isn't that good? You can sing, and you can do your daughter's duties."

Saori Kitagawa pursed his mouth, his guitar hand seemed to be filled with lead.

Owner: "You, yearning for rock and not rocking thoroughly, in the final analysis is still too weak."

Saori Kitagawa wanted to refute, but after holding back for a long time, he didn't hold a word.

As a result, the atmosphere in the piano shop cooled down, and no one spoke for a long time, only the melody played on the tape was still reverberating.

**

Kiryuu Kazuma originally thought that Fang Chunzheng should be harassed by many reporters. But when school was over, I didn't see a few reporters.

"It's no wonder that Fang Chun wrote about you in such a small font size on the cover," Mei Jiazi teased, "This can't make waves at all. I thought I would meet the reporters again."

Nanjo replied: "Actually, it is quite unusual to see an army of reporters often. Even big celebrities who have become famous will not be besieged by reporters all day long. At most, there will be some paparazzi following filming."

When I heard the word "paparazzi", Kazuma immediately turned his head to observe the neighborhood, and asked the girls while observing: "By the way, these **** can hear me singing that morning, I'm afraid they have been staring at us, you guys. Have you noticed suspicious people around?"

"Not found." Nanjo shook his head, "If someone follows, my SPs should find out."

Kazuma thought for a while, it is indeed the case. The bodyguards of Nanjo's family are all professionals, and it is impossible to be followed without noticing it.

How is the sound recorded? Did the paparazzi who followed Fangshan know the world and found out about me by the way?

Mikako: "It should be a paparazzi who knows the world with Nichinan or Fangshan."

Because the timing of Mikako's words and the synchronization rate with her own thinking were ridiculously high, Kazuma couldn't help but praise her: "That's right, you sometimes say something that makes sense."

"What do you mean? I was judged by Sophia University's English Faculty at any rate as B judge! B judged! Among all the students in Japan, at least it is a phoenix.”

"Well, it's amazing, Mikako." Jinguji Tamamo, who was judged by the Faculty of Law of the University of Tokyo, nodded.

Then Honami Nanjo, judged by Keio University School of Political Science A, said: "Compared with the summer, Mikako really has made great progress."

Finally, Kiryuu Kazuma judged by B of the Faculty of Law of the University of Tokyo lightly patted Mikako on the shoulder: "I approve of your efforts."

"What! What do you mean by this attitude! Damn it, don't worry about the egg and Nanjo, you are also B to decide why you talk to me in such a high-pitched tone."

Kazuma: "I am your master."

Meijiazi is speechless for a while.

She paid the tuition fee, and her name was hung under the column of the apprentice of Kiryu Dojo, so Kazuma is indeed his master, and she is indeed qualified to use such a superior tone to her.

Mei Jiazi held back for a while before squeezing out a sentence: "You are boring like this!"

Kazuma laughed loudly.

Jinguji Tamamo urged: "Hurry up and go home to review. The exam is coming in March, not a few months away."

So Kiryu and his entourage set out on their way home as usual. As usual, they picked up Chiyoko first, then bought some daily rations, and then went to the second-hand bookstore to see if there were any suitable old textbooks in stock.

When he returned to Kiryu's house, he held a study meeting directly in the dojo.

This is basically the rhythm for more than a month.

Halfway through the study session, during the intermission, Mikazi asked again: "So how will the movie end?"

Kazuma shrugged: "It's none of our business. How does love end? How does it end? Anyway, I earn money."

"How much is your tuition fee?" Mei Jiazi asked again, "If it's much worse, you can write a song."

Although Mikako was not present when the producer of Nagata came in the morning, Kazuma had already told her everything about the morning during a small chat at noon.

Kazuma glanced at Chiyoko who was reviewing next to him, and Chiyoko immediately said, “My brother’s tuition is basically all up, and it’s almost enough to include your tuition for the dojo in the next few months. But it’s enough. …Our family will run out of money after paying the tuition."

Kazuma: "This morning you are still'Brother, our family is rich'."

"I didn’t know how much money is in the envelope in the morning. The University of Tokyo is obviously a public school, and the tuition is so expensive. Alas. Fortunately, our family is in Tokyo. We don’t need to rent a house, so we can save a rent. Otherwise, I really don’t know where. The money came after four years of reading."

Kazuma was speechless, and then quietly glanced at the richest woman present at this time.

In the last life, Kazuma also followed the trend on the Internet and brushed up a lot of bad stalks of "Auntie, I don't want to work hard", but after the rich woman is really in front of him, he doesn't want to be a little boy and eat soft food.

It seems that the only hope can be placed on "Wang Li Universe Army". According to the history of the last time and space, the people of Anye will flicker a large investment, and the development of this time and space must be similar.

When the time comes, I will definitely be able to divide my music responsibility and solve the problem of shame in my pocket.

As for the future desperately making new films to pay off debts, Kazuma has thought about it. I am only a part-time worker in this project, and I ran away after I settled my salary. The debts were let the Anye group carry them back.

At that time, I will be my policeman. You guys can repay the debt by filming.

When the Kazuma abacus was cracking, Nanjo watched him and said, "Actually, I can try to persuade the next grandpa to ask the security manpower dispatch company under the Nanjo Foundation to ask Kazuma to go. As a swordsman instructor, you can solve most problems in this way."

Kazuma hasn't responded yet, Jinguji said: "Master Nanjo, isn't it a part of the test to solve the tuition problem independently? It is convenient, will the old Nanjo recognize the Kazuma classmates? "

Kazuma glanced at Jingongji and smelled Gongdou.

He decided to pretend to shit, and hide for a while before talking.

So he clutched his stomach and stood up: "Oh, my stomach swells suddenly and I can't hold it anymore. I'll just go and come."

Without waiting for the girls to react, Kazuma turned around and slipped away.

When he returned from the bathroom, the chairman, Nanjo, and Mikako were correcting each other's papers, and they looked happily.

Kazuma is actually quite curious, I want to ask who has won.

But this thing is not easy to ask. He can only suppress his curiosity and sit down.

As a result, as soon as the buttocks touched the cushion, I heard someone ring the doorbell.

Mei Jiazi raised her head, glanced at the direction of the hallway, and asked, "Is the reporter finally here?"

"I don't know, I'll take a look." Kazuma stood up, walked quickly out to the yard, and went straight to the front door, so he saw the postman dressed as the door.

The postman also saw him and asked directly: "Is it Mr. Kiryu?"

"Yes, it's me." Kazuma nodded, "Why, there is a letter from me?"

Normally letters will be put directly into the letter box at the door.

And it's evening now, and the postman should get off work normally.

The postman nodded: "Registered parcel, request to be delivered directly to you."

Kazuma felt a little bit in my heart. According to the routine of Cthulhu's works, this is about to open a new copy.

He stepped forward with a suspicious look, and signed his name on the receipt-and then remembered that signing in Japan would not work, he must have the master's seal.

"Chiyoko, bring our seal." Kazuma said.

"Here." Chiyoko responded.

The postman was relatively young and not so compliant. Before the seal was put on, he gave the package to Kazuma.

Kazuma carefully looked at the signature of the envelope and found that it was not an anonymous letter—the Cthulhu story opened a new copy, which must be an anonymous letter.

The letter is from Sauni music, Kazuma was weighed and found to be quite heavy.

Chiyoko came over with the seal and looked at the package curiously: "Who sent it?"

"Suni Music."

"Huh? Isn't it... the album can't be sold, so it's sent to us for royalties?"

Kazuma can't help but frown. Although he knows the history of another time and space, he will make waves in the Japanese music scene after he knows the music of Sauni, but...this thing may not be true.

He squeezed the parcel to appease Chiyoko: "The parcel is pretty tight, it doesn't look like a cassette inside."

"Oh, that's fine."

At this time, the postman confirmed the seal, then saluted Kazuma and rode away on his bicycle.

Kazuma returned the seal to Chiyoko, took the package back to the dojo with doubts, and threw it on the ground.

The package made a loud noise when it touched the ground, and the sound was dull. It was obvious that the content inside was "rich".

Kazuma muttered in his heart, "Benima is an indescribable statue", and while taking the scissors that Chiyoko brought, he carefully opened the package.

After opening the package, he found a thick stack of bundled letters inside.

The top letter did not have an address or postmark, and only read "Teacher Kiryu".

Kazuma took out the letter, tore and took out the letter paper, and it read: "Mr. Kiryu, I haven’t seen you for a long time, I’ve missed my greetings. This time I sent the album to listeners from all over the country after the release of the album. We have not read all the letters designated to be forwarded to Mr. Kiryu.

"In addition, there are those who sent it to our office without naming Mr. Kiryu, but praised the teacher's music graciously throughout the article. We also selected a part and offered it together."

The signature of the letter is "Oiwakawa Houyi".

Kazuma finished reading the letter from the producer of Oiwakawa, and then looked down at the thick pile of letters, feeling a bit complicated.

Jingong Temple: "This hand, I intend to use the hospitality of the audience to let you continue to create. The time is right. They should have a channel to get it before the weekly Fang Chun goes on the market. At that time, select letters and mail registered parcels. It's indeed time to arrive now."

Kazuma scratched his head: "Ah this..."

Mei Jiazi reached out and picked up an envelope: "Wow, this envelope is still painted with stars and perfume. This must be written by a girl. Can I tear it?"

Kazuma nodded: "Tear it."

Mei Jiazi happily tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper inside.

"Oh, colored letter paper! The characters are also very delicate! Wait, why didn't you write a few Chinese characters, all of them are pseudonyms! No way, Kazuma, this is not good, illiterate."

Mei Jiazi directly closed the colored letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope, looking disgusted.

Kazuma: "I found out that since you got the B judgment, you started to regard yourself as a cultural person."

"Am I not? B judged!"

Nanjo: "Oh, there are a lot of characters on this letter, and I still write very hard hi. It is strong on the back of the paper. It may be a man... His claim is actually ‘under the ground’!"

Jingong Temple also opened one, and immediately showed it to everyone after it was taken out: "I wrote this letter with a brush."

Kazuma was shocked: "Really? I didn't write any very classical music."

The chairman had already looked down at the letter written with a brush at this time, and looked at her with a smile: "Puff, this is a letter cursing you for writing a silly voice."

At this time, Chiyoko also had itchy hands and wrote a letter.

"Wow," she exclaimed in a low voice, "I have photos in this letter."

So everyone gathered around and looked at the photos Chiyoko pulled out.

Kazuma: "General."

Nanjo hit him once: "What do you say to the girl who has plucked up the courage to send you photos, but it's really average."

At this moment, Nichinan licai came in from the yard with great care: "Master, I am coming in!

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Kazuma looked back at her, UU read www.uukanshu.com and said: "I am opening the letter sent to me by the person who bought the album."

"Oh? So many?" Nichinan ran over, reached out and grabbed a letter from the package, "Let me see, this is from Iwate Prefecture, this is..."

Kazuma: "Your student union work is over?"

Today, Nichinan came late because of the regular meeting of the Student Union.

"Yes. The student association wanted to have a Christmas party and made some very boring proposals. I was convinced. Why are those boys so confident and think their proposals are the best."

"The school still has Christmas parties?" Kazuma is astounding. He had a Christmas party in his class in his previous life, but it was only when he persuaded the teacher during the evening self-study, and then pushed the table aside and let the students perform their own talents. Small activity.

"Well, the most voted event right now is the Christmas ballroom dance. It's served. There are a few boys in this group who can dance ballroom dances. That's it. Anyway, I submitted the proposal to the school. Let's see if the school approves it. "

Nichinan opened the letter he had chosen while speaking.

"Wow, this is Mr. Kiryu, I love you," she exclaimed, "'Mr. Kiryu's music is like a bright moon in the sky...'"

When I heard Kazuma, I felt that the word was a bit familiar...

At this time, his great apprentice Amao came in from the yard and saw that they were opening letters. Amao said with suspicion: "I... don't know where so many letters came from, but according to Japanese law, it is illegal…"

"These letters are all addressed to me." Kazuma said.

"Oh, that's all right. So what letter is it?"

"My audience."

Amao blinked, "Oh, then... congratulations to Master?"

Kazuma waved his hand.

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