If it is opposite the sea, then a group of high school students are naturally not allowed to go to the Internet café after eating, but this is Tokyo, and there are some differences in high school life, so they go back to their respective homes after dinner.

Although Su Muyang wanted to pull everyone to play for a while, but since there was no habit of returning late under the snow, and Xiao Feng couldn't have fun at home in Zichuan alone, he was still reluctant in the end.

By the way, there is also Shuangye, Shuangye has a lot to worry about in the past two days, and as soon as he relaxed after the incident, he now feels a little tired, so he also stands on the side of refusal, but no matter how Shuangye chooses, Su Muyang has nothing to worry about her, because no matter how late he will definitely personally send her home before leaving.

"The last time I sent you home... Or in the last time.

"Are you talking about something sneering again?" Futaba put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him with a slight tilt of his head.

"Not a joke, it's nonsense."

Su Muyang liked Shuangye's heroic appearance, especially when the breeze blew and lifted a few strands of hair, he simply wanted to carve this scene into his bones.

The streets are brightly lit, the stars are shining in the sky, and the two of you walk side by side.

"Thank you."

"You guy... When did it suddenly become so serious?

"I'm not trying to seriously convey my gratitude to you."

"Don't be like this, it's strange."

Futaba pouted, as if sensing the change in the atmosphere between the two, and his steps couldn't help but speed up a little.

Su Muyang smiled and kept up with her rhythm, and then did not say much, the two walked quietly, she always walked two steps faster, and Su Muyang did not lag too far.

Just like the wind can feel the ends of her soft hair, so just right, the gentle touch and faint fragrance make Su Muyang feel a tingling sensation from the vest directly to the brain.

"That... Futaba..."As

soon as the words came out, he felt that he seemed to be a little hasty, so after Futaba responded, he shook his head again and said "nothing".

He felt that if he really wanted to say that sentence, then he should be more serious, more formal, spend more time preparing and let himself be more fully engaged.

Instead of jokingly bringing it up when you smell hot pot after tea and dinner.

When I walked near Futaba's house, I could see that the luxury villa was still dark.

"Auntie has left?"

Su Muyang tried to use a more intimate name.

"Still in the country, but that doesn't mean he can be very laid-back."

After all, he is at the helm of a large enterprise, even if he does not travel, the degree of busyness is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Because there were companions who were always secretly protecting Shuangye, Su Muyang didn't have to worry about her safety, and left with peace of mind after saying goodbye to her.

After returning from the Futaba family's mansion, Su Muyang had nothing to do for a while, originally there was still a bit of half-hanging work in the game club, but now An Yilun also went in to drink tea, so he had no need to continue to worry.

Well, anyway, he didn't take it seriously before.

Yes... So idle.

After doing nothing to the computer for a while, Su Muyang went to flip through the comments on YouTube.

This can be one of the things that is inevitable after becoming a creator, always paying attention to what the audience is saying about their work.

But fortunately, the situation is not bad, this song has a very strong emotional vent, and the listener who clicks in is likely to resonate.

Just as he was picking up comments to reply and explain, suddenly a phone call came.

It was an unfamiliar number, but he still didn't hang up immediately.

"Hello, is it Mr. Su Muyang?"

"Yes, who is it?"

"Here is Oricon Co., Ltd., under Joseph Stephen, then the director of marketing, I don't hide from you, it was under that he appointed a lawyer on behalf of the company before."

"Thank you," Su Muyang politely expressed his thanks, and then continued, "What happened to Mr. Stephen calling?"

"To tell you the truth, there is no way to call you so late now, but this matter is really urgent, and it also concerns people you know, so please listen to me."

"Yes, you speak slowly, I'll listen."

I don't know how far away, the middle-aged man was visibly relieved.

"In fact, this time the company will participate in the plagiarism incident, in addition to the commission of the Futaba Group's subordinate company, there is another reason, that is, the request of actor Mai Sakurajima."

"Senior Sakurajima?"

Su Muyang was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Mai Sakurajima to help him, he just didn't expect it to be so coincidental.

"Isn't she filming recently, how did she get in touch with you?"

"It's no secret that the film she participated in this time was led by your country's film company, from the director to the screenwriter and the leading actor are all Chinese, and Miss Sakurajima is the only main role to participate as a foreign friend."

"Hmm." Su Muyang's tone showed more sincerity.

"Because we got along well with other people during the shoot, you gave us the opportunity when Ms. Sakurajima asked a local music institution to participate in the production of the theme song or impression song."

"It's just... Mr. Zeng Yidan, a martial arts instructor, proposed that the song must have Chinese national musical instruments accounting for the main proportion, and the whole song must be Chinese..." Su

Muyang smiled slightly: "So you guys are a little embarrassed, right?" "

That's fine, we will Chinese a lot of people here who understand musical instruments, but the kind of 'feelings' and 'integrity' they ask for, to be honest, we are not sure."

"Well, yes, I accept."

What are the reasons for refusal?

Su Muyang also knew that they were by no means really a single candidate and could not be found, if nothing else, as far as he knew, Teacher Kenji Kawai, who had already created "Battle Song of the Seven Swords" and "Grandmaster of the First Generation", definitely met the requirements of composition.

The reason why he came to him, in addition to wanting to sell him personal favors by the way, is probably that Sakurajima's senior sister threaded the needle.

With good intentions, how could he ignore it.

"You promised?"

"Give me an address, I'll take time to come over this weekend, can you make an appointment with the film party?"

"No problem, in this way, I will reserve a place in Ginza, and everyone will have a drink when the time comes."

"I'm underage."

"It's okay, it's okay, this is a Chinese dinner, when the time comes, I will ask someone to buy two bottles of Jian Nanchun, just say that I brought it myself, I know it in other places, and I can't save the joy that I should have."

"Okay, send me a text message after the time and place are set, I will definitely be there then."

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