Chapter 292

"Hmm... If Sudo-san knows me, you should know that I don't accept song requests, right?" Naoki Nagayama said this and looked at Yutaka Ozaki again.

But this guy seems to be a very famous male singer later, should I intervene?

Akira Sudo nodded bitterly: "I have heard of this statement, but because Naoki-san gave songs to others before, I still held one in ten thousand expectations..."

"Well... those songs before were written first and then found suitable people..." But after setting up the studio, his songs were basically given to his own people.

Akira Sudo felt that his heart was as bitter as the coffee in the cup. He looked at Yutaka Ozaki next to him. This guy is truly talented. Is he going to waste away in his hands?

At this time, he heard Naoki Nagayama speak again: "However, I do have a few songs on hand now, but is Ozaki-kun worth me giving them?"

Akira Sudo's spirit lifted: "That goes without saying, Ozaki's talent will definitely not let you down!"

Then he said to Yutaka Ozaki: "Ozaki, perform for Naoki-san!"

"Ha?" The young Yutaka Ozaki looked confused. In a cafe? In public? This... I came with you to choose clothes early this morning, and I haven't prepared to sing yet...

Akira Sudo saw the young man's confused expression and felt frustrated. He hurriedly found the owner of the cafe, took out his business card, and said he was a producer at Sony Records. Today he brought a singer to collect material, and he happened to think that this cafe was very good, and wanted to try if he could collect material for a record cover or something here...

Naoki Nagayama saw Akira Sudo talk to the cafe owner for a while, and then he brought over a microphone. Then he heard the classic "Heart's Color" by Masahiko Nakamura of this year playing on the cafe's speakers, and Yutaka Ozaki began to sing.

Everyone in the cafe was surprised by this scene, but no one stopped it. This young guy sings quite well.

After one song was finished, Yutaka Ozaki continued to sing another song.

However, Akira Sudo returned to his seat:

"Naoki-san, how is it? The singing skills are quite good, right."

"Indeed good..." Naoki Nagayama nodded with satisfaction. With this vocal condition and singing skills, "Meteor Rain" or something would be no problem at all. However... if I just give the songs to Sony like this, maybe Dayou-san will come to me for trouble.

"Then can Naoki-san give a chance?"

"But... if I just give this chance easily, I feel a bit at a loss..." It's equivalent to giving someone else a cow that will continuously produce cash in the future.

Akira Sudo understood that this was the time to negotiate conditions:

"Naoki-san, feel free to make any requests!"

Anyway, he is a newcomer who just debuted, and there is nothing left to lose!

Naoki Nagayama looked at Yutaka Ozaki and said with a smile: "I want him!"

Yutaka Ozaki, who had just finished singing, was walking here. Hearing this, he was stunned, standing there, not knowing whether to stop or walk~

And Akira Sudo was also shouting in his heart: "No wonder his look at Ozaki just now was so strange!

So... so... Naoki Nagayama is actually gay!"

"Ozaki-kun's full contract should be with Sony Records, right? If you can transfer his management contract to my agency, then that's fine!" Naoki Nagayama continued,

"As for the record contract, it can always be with Sony..."

Akira Sudo thought in his heart at this time: "It's not enough once, he even wants to control the person. Could it be that he wants a long-term..."

Seeing the two of them looking incredulous, Naoki Nagayama thought they were just surprised by his proposal and didn't consider what they were thinking in their hearts, and continued:

"Sudo-san can consider it. We will jointly establish a label, and then in the early stage, I estimate that three songs can be provided."

After all, this is a major decision. After Naoki Nagayama finished speaking, he didn't wait long.

"You two should think about it carefully~ If you have a decision, you can contact Dayou Fangcun of Tree Friend Film. I'll take my leave first~"

He smiled at Yutaka Ozaki, which actually made the guy turn pale and retreat repeatedly...

Seeing Yutaka Ozaki like this, Naoki Nagayama scratched his head.

After going out, he was still thinking in his heart:

"Is this guy naturally weak? That's why he died young?"

After Naoki Nagayama left and there were only two people left in the cafe, Yutaka Ozaki sat down tremblingly,

"Sudo-san, although I've heard that the circle is very chaotic, is it really okay to say these things in public?"

Akira Sudo was a bit absent-minded. Obviously, Naoki Nagayama, this guy, had never heard of rumors in this regard. The previous songs were also given to girls...

Yutaka Ozaki saw Akira Sudo in a thoughtful look, his heart tightened, and his small face turned even whiter:

"Sudo-san! You wouldn't really be considering Naoki Nagayama's words, would you!

! I am not GAY!"

This sentence called Akira Sudo back. At this time, he also figured it out. Naoki Nagayama meant to transfer Yutaka Ozaki's management contract to his name, and then cooperate to establish a label to jointly release records.

This is a kind of confidence and protection for his own songs, an absolute confidence that the record will definitely sell well;

It is also a kind of support for Yutaka Ozaki. As far as now is concerned, Yutaka Ozaki is just an unknown nobody who has not yet debuted.

However, three songs? Naoki Nagayama actually dared to make such a big bet after just one meeting?

What a... maverick? Reckless? Or a person with super vision?

Akira Sudo began to seriously consider Naoki Nagayama's proposal!

Turning his head, seeing the underage Yutaka Ozaki looking like he was about to faint from fright, Akira Sudo suddenly felt a sense of playfulness:

"Well, Ozaki-san, this kind of thing is very common in the entertainment industry. If you want to get something, you always have to lose something first~"

"Actually, speaking of which, Naoki-san is also a big handsome guy. It looks like he should be the top... At that time, Ozaki-san just needs not to move, just endure it and it will pass~"

At this time, Yutaka Ozaki's face was filled with an expression called collapse...

Finding his own Toyota Century, Naoki Nagayama put all the shopping gift bags into the back seat, and then planned to drive to Ginza. There was still a portion of tea leaves not prepared.

Meeting a future idol singer on the road just now was no longer a big deal for him at all.

When he arrived at Sanmaiju on Ginza Street, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already gloomy as if it were about to drip water.

"Looks like it's going to rain~"

Naoki Nagayama felt a little anxious in his heart, and his pace quickened a lot. He walked directly into the green ancient-style building.

"Katsuo-san!"

"Naoki-san? Are you coming so late today?"

Yasui Katsuo was a little surprised to see Naoki Nagayama. Generally speaking, this casual shop manager of his usually came to drink tea in the morning. Why did he come so late this time? As he spoke, he was about to guide Naoki Nagayama to the seat he usually sat in.

"No need, Katsuo-san, I'm not here to drink tea today." Naoki Nagayama shook his head and continued, "Please get me a portion of the shop's wrapped Gyokuro tea... Wait, get me 4 or 5 portions of other good tea as well."

As a tea house, it naturally also has the function of selling tea leaves, so the shop always has prepared tea gift bags. Naoki Nagayama originally only wanted to get a portion of Gyokuro tea for his father, but suddenly thought that he seemed to need to give New Year's gifts to his other friends as well. It's better to solve it all at once. Anyway, sending good tea leaves is never rude at any time.

"Yes, I understand."

Yasui Katsuo didn't ask about the purpose, nimbly took some tea gift bags, and helped move them to the Toyota Century parked outside.

"Katsuo-san, the end of the year is coming. As for the tea house, just take a holiday like an ordinary shop. If there is anything, you can be a day or two late, no rush~"

Naoki Nagayama said to the manager who had only been working for more than a month. In such a short time, it was not convenient to issue a year-end bonus, so give more holidays~

"Yes, Naoki-san~ Arigato~"

Yasui Katsuo bowed respectfully to see Naoki Nagayama off, feeling that his boss was indeed generous. Other bosses were desperately squeezing employees, preferably not even taking holidays...

When he reached Chiyoda, the sky that had been accumulating all day finally began to have movement.

First, small pinches of snow fell down, hitting the car window, making a light "da-da" sound. Looking closely, nothing was left on the glass.

Immediately after, small white ice beads were sprinkled on the front window of the car, turning into a lighter "sha-sha" sound. Before long, there was a shallow layer of white fine beads under the car window.

After that, snowflakes began to fall on the entire road, slightly mixed with some raindrops, and the sound became lighter and lighter, but soon it made the driving vision blurry, and Naoki Nagayama had to turn on the wipers.

"It's snowing~"

When the snow was heavy, Naoki Nagayama arrived at Shanyingyuan. After parking the car in the garage, he didn't wait for Eitaro's enthusiastic welcome.

Walking into the living room, he found that Eitaro was in the courtyard, chasing the flying snowflakes, biting into the air from time to time, as if he had bitten the snowflakes. After smacking his lips, there was nothing, so he looked at another snowflake and continued to chase.

Naoki Nagayama looked at his stupid dog and couldn't help but laugh.

"Eitaro, hasn't so much already fallen on the ground?"

Seeing his owner return, Eitaro gave up the snow in the yard and walked over happily wagging his tail.

Naoki Nagayama felt a move in his heart and grabbed Eitaro who ran over.

"Eitaro, this is the first snow in Tokyo this year, we can't miss it!"

Saying that, he ran upstairs, took down the camera, and took out the puppy warm suit he bought for Eitaro...

Before long, Naoki Nagayama, who had put on an extra windbreaker and was holding an umbrella in his hand, went out leading Eitaro who was wearing a coat.

The sky was darker, and the street lights were already on. Under the warm lights, the flying snowflakes were like elves falling into the world, dancing in the cold wind.

The road was quiet, basically no pedestrians, and even the sound of vehicles was blocked by the wind and snow. Only the sound of the wind and the appearance of snowflakes falling between tree branches, on leaves, and in the gaps of walls could be heard, one after another, and before long, a thin layer had accumulated.

Naoki Nagayama found the right time and angle, and the crisp "click-click" sound of the camera perfectly blended into this wind and snow.

After having enough fun, Naoki Nagayama walked on the snow-covered road holding an umbrella, watching the snowflakes drifting in swirls, listening to the sound of falling snow on the umbrella surface, unexpectedly having a sense of peace.

Under the street lights on the side of the road and the lights of the shops on the street, the shadows of a person and a dog were stretched very long, quietly a bit lonely. In the increasingly heavy wind and snow, both of them had accumulated quite a lot of snowflakes.

In a piece of tranquility, his thoughts seemed to gradually empty... Facing this scene, Naoki Nagayama felt some emotion in his heart, but there was no one to tell, so he could only talk to the dog beside him:

"Eitaro, at this time, we should sing Dao Lang's 'First Snow',

Come, come, sing with me: The first snow of 1982 came earlier than usual..."

The simple singing was mixed in the wind, not stirring up a single snowflake, but in Naoki Nagayama's mind, an inexplicable rhythm seemed to really echo~

A cold wind blew, and a moving piano melody rang in his ears, and a cold and moving female voice echoed in his mind.

Nobita hito kage o hodō ni narabe (The elongated shadows are lined up on the pavement)

Yūyami-teki na ka o kimi to aruiteru (Walking with you in this twilight)

Te o tsunaide itsu made mo zutto (How I want to hold your hand forever)

Soba ni ireta nara (If I could stay by your side)

Nakechau kurai (Even to the point of wanting to cry)

In a trance, the scene of a pair of lovers snuggling together in the cold wind appeared before his eyes. In their affectionate eyes, there was full of love and expectations for the other half. Even in the cold weather, it couldn't stop the hot emotions in their hearts...

The pure white snowflakes piled up in this city lightly describe the sweet memories of the two of us. From now on, I only want to be with you forever.

Mika Nakashima's "Snow Flower"~

Naoki Nagayama felt that his mind was only slightly dazed. Recalling this kind of soft song now, there was no longer the dizziness of before. Perhaps the large amount of memory from the previous few times had already made his brain adapt~

"However, how did I remember this song? Obviously, I was singing Dao Lang's 'First Snow'!

Does the subconscious of the brain look down on Dao Lang? 'First Snow' is also a classic, okay! Subconscious, you apologize to them properly!"

The right hand holding Eitaro's dog leash used a little more force. The dog raised his head, and his innocent eyes looked at his somewhat neurotic owner.

"Eitaro, what kind of look is that!"

"I tell you, the song 'Snow Flower' I just remembered clearly talks about two people in love. How did it become just me and you, a dog, here!"

"Eitaro, this is all your fault, you know? It's because I have to accompany you that your owner has no time to fall in love!"

"So I tell you, if your owner hasn't found a partner, don't even think about finding one!"

"The two of us are tied together! Do you hear me!"

If Eitaro could understand his owner's words, then there must be an MMP to say, but now he doesn't understand. He only knows that his owner is acting crazy again, so he can only lower his head and silently lead his owner back toward Shanyingyuan...

In the sky full of flying snow, under the dim street lights,

The strange guy holding an umbrella and taking pictures, the weirdo talking to himself while leading a dog,

Just like the scene recorded on a yellowed photo.