Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 51: 051, isn't this a plot that was properly dumped!

Chapter 51 051, isn't this a plot that was properly dumped!

Since choosing the piano, Naoki Naoki Naoki has found that his piano proficiency has been rising.

In just a few months, even those world famous songs can be played decently after reading the score.

At the beginning, I thought my golden finger was coming!

But after getting to know those truly talented piano masters,

Where did he get this ability?

So I didn't force myself to work hard to become a piano master,

I play the piano now, just for leisure~

I practiced the etude taught by Yukiko Tokunaga a few times, which relieved my hand students a little bit.

Then he started to let go of himself~

enjoy the time alone.

Early summer season,

The scattered sunlight from between the leaves cast a layer of black and white light and shadow in the living room,

The breeze blew, the gauze curtain fluttered gently, and the light and shadow on the wall danced along with it,

The whole room seemed to come alive.

Nagayama Naoki played the piano at will,

Let the keys follow the melody that occasionally emerges in your heart, and scattered pieces of tunes:

For a while, the scene of three brothers and sisters playing together on the beach when I was a child emerged, and then I remembered the back of the study room before the college entrance examination, trying to solve the problems.

He was sweating on the court the moment before, and then it turned into a confession failure after the school building.

The two lifetimes made Naoki Naoki's memories chaotic and full of surprises.

Think of summer, think of cicadas, think of swimming pools, think of fireworks, think of Kikujiro? Think of the shooting star in "Your Name" that will turn you into a high school girl in the countryside

Meteor? Meteor shower?

The sound of fingertips began to become coherent and soothing.

In the memories of youth, there is probably a youth idol drama.

"Accompany you to watch the meteor shower fall on this earth and let your tears fall on my shoulders"

Yongshan Naoki followed his memory and hummed this meteor shower. The Taiwan version of "Meteor Garden" and the mainland version of "Let's Watch Meteor Shower", the memories of the two dramas are getting clearer and clearer.

The melody of fingertips is also from "Meteor Shower",

And then to "A Person's Romance",

and then to "Memories"

The emotional ups and downs caused by the memories slowly calmed down until the memories slowly ended.

opened his eyes, Naoki Naoyama knew that he had once again mobilized the memory in the depths of his soul.

Every time such a clear memory is a further fusion of the past and the present, until one day, the two are indistinguishable from each other.

This time, Naoki Naoki left Naoki Naoki with the plots of 2 idol dramas and 3 Chinese songs.

He reacted, and while his memory was still fresh, he immediately wrote down the 3 songs. Unexpectedly, when he wrote the lyrics, it was automatically converted into Japanese.

Looking at the words and songs in his hand, Naoki Naoki was a little tangled. The Japanese lyrics and songs seemed a little out of place. Could it be that they need to re-write the lyrics?

But it seems to be a remake from a Japanese drama?

Daoming Temple? Flower class? The song seems to be a Japanese cover too?

What should I do, I haven't seen it, I have no memory at all

When Naoki Yongshan was struggling with how to deal with this gift of the apocalypse,

The doorbell rang suddenly outside the door!

Anyone who has watched horror movies knows that the sudden sound of the doorbell is either A Piao or a killer.

You Qi’s experience just now was a bit fantastic, the doorbell really startled Naoki Naoyama!

Fortunately, it was broad day and the sun was still shining outside.

Nagayama Naoki calmed down, stood up, walked over, and opened the door.

As the door slowly opened, a pretty girl smiled,

The two little tiger teeth are especially cute:

"Private Marseille, did you disturb your piano practice?"

Seeing that the door was opened by a handsome young man, she asked a little embarrassedly.

"Uh, that's not true, the practice has just ended." Naoki Naoki was a little confused, "What's the matter?"

"Ah, I'm a little embarrassed, but I actually have a question to ask you."

She seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly bent down a little, "Well, I'm Yasuko Kawara who lives next door. It's the first time we've met, so please take care of me."

The other side involuntarily began to bow in return: "Hi, I'm Naoki Naoki, the first time we meet, please take care of me!"

After returning to his senses, he had already bowed, and even reflexively said his self-introduction, Naoki Naoyama couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the smile, Nahoko wondered: "What is Nagayama-kun smiling at? Is there something wrong with me? What's on my face?"

"No, it's nothing, the reason is more difficult to explain."

Nagayama Naoki doesn't know how to explain the ridiculousness of this conditioned reflex, which maybe only he can understand.

"So Nahoko-san, do you have any questions for me?"

Seeing that the two were still at the door, he stepped aside, "If you don't mind, you can come in and talk."

"Hi, I'm sorry."

After entering the door, Nahoko found that the living room was clean and did not look like a normal living room.

"Didn't Yongshan-san live here?"

Yongshan Naoki poured a cup of hot water: "Please sit down, don't be so polite, just call me Naoki.

I don’t usually live here, I only come here to practice the piano occasionally. "

"Arigado." Taking the water cup, Kawai Nahoko said the purpose of knocking on the door, "Naoki-kun, I actually took the liberty of knocking on the door because I wanted to ask what song you just played?"

"Eh?" This is actually the question, which is unexpected.

Kawai Nahoko further said: "Because I also learn piano, I feel that I have heard most of the classical piano music and popular songs, and Naoki-kun's previous etudes are also familiar.

But after a very chaotic rhythm, suddenly 3 songs are very good, but it seems that I have never heard them.

Because I really like the piano, I took the liberty to ask. "

"Ah, did you listen so carefully?!"

Nagayama Naoki was shocked, but he didn't expect that there was a great **** living next door.

"Hi, because I'm interested in music, I listen carefully."

Nagayama Naoki is naturally hard to say about Apocalypse: "So, Nahoko-san, in fact, the last three songs are my own and haven't been released yet."

"Eh?!!"

It is not easy to create a piece of music, not to mention that the melody of these three pieces is very complete and beautiful in itself.

Generally speaking, it is everyone who can create it. No matter how you look at it, it does not look like Naoki Naoki who is young.

"Is Naoki-kun a composer?" Kanhara Nahoko couldn't believe it.

After all, it is a piece created by everyone in later generations. Naoki Yongshan has not yet mastered the skill of being a copywriter without changing his face: "It's barely enough."

"Naoki-kun is really too humble. These songs are very good. Judging from the experience I have learned for so many years, they all have the potential of famous songs."

"Nahoko-san, I'll be embarrassed if I keep complimenting."

Nagayama Naoki has no doubts about the excellence of the song.

The atmosphere was silent for a while

Kawakana Hoko lowered his head and took a sip of water, then held the cup in his hand: "Private Marseille, Naoki-kun, although it's a little rude,

But can you show me the sheet music? I really like these 3 songs. "

"It's okay to see it."

Nagayama Naoki took the manuscript paper directly from the desk, "But the lyrics have not been created yet, at most they are half-finished products~"

"Have you started writing lyrics yet?" Kawai Nayoshi quickly put down the water glass, took the song and read it.

"Meteor Shower", "One Person's Romance" and "Memories".

Kanahara Nahoko said: "Is it the Centaur meteor shower in March? Is Naoki-san reminiscing about a date? Love!"

"Ah, right."

Er, is there a Centaurus meteor shower in March?