Tokyo Harbour, Roppongi.

Since the completion of the National New Art Museum and Tokyo Midtown more than a decade ago, Roppongi has once again jumped from the declining Disco Street to become one of the most popular central business districts in Japan.

However, behind its famous brand in the economic center is the largest nightlife city in Japan and even Asia.

The disco halls established in the second half of the last century also became well-known halls and bars with the help of the land they had previously plated, with the help of this area.

Most of them have close ties with some vibrant knight clubs and even local councillors, so they still stand firm even after being swept through major Japanese police.

At the same time, there are music and art students living on the streets who depend on this area.

Chiho Aiba was held by Shiina Iori and walked on the street with a little embarrassed, often lowering his head and not daring to look forward.

The surroundings were obviously men and women wearing strange costumes to cover the road from time to time to time, and there was no other reason, just because their appearance was obviously beyond the surrounding people, and they were still extremely conspicuous even when they stood in the crowd.

Shiina Iori looked down at Chiho, thinking she was shy and asked strangely:

"What's wrong? Sorry?"

He thought that a girl as beautiful as Chiho should have been used to being watched by everyone around him every day just like him.

Until now, he has figured it out.

No wonder most of the people who come on stage to give speeches to the audience are always much more confident than ordinary people.

Because they have long been adapted to this kind of life that is always in front of everyone's eyes.

Those who have poor psychological endurance will naturally be eliminated, and of course the rest are those with strong psychological endurance.

Upon hearing this, Chiho Aiba still lowered his head, just shook his little head, and the long hair behind his head swayed, which was obviously no.

While shaking her head, she took out her cell phone to type with one hand.

After a while, I raised it for Iori to show it.

[I just saw many seniors from the previous class on the road.]

Shiina Iori was stunned and looked in the direction of Aiba Chiho's little finger. He saw a wandering singer shaking his head and singing while playing the guitar, and even a whole band followed behind him.

[That is a senior in the vocal music department.]

[The drum set behind is also from our school.]

Aiba Chiho carefully stretched out his cell phone to show it to Iori, and explained by the way:

[Because it is too expensive to study abroad at a good foreign university, many students need to raise their own tuition fees or rely on their hopes to become famous.]

[There are many street singers who are discovered by star scouts on the street in this way, and this is also a route.]

Shiina Iori immediately became aware of it.

He has also worked as a model before, and he knows many men and women with good looks and figures sometimes go to specific street photography attractions to wear various clothes and wander around.

Sometimes I can transfer hundreds of times a day just to wait for a few people who know the goods to sign them away.

It is a way to wait for a price.

But he thought about it, and looked down at Qianho with a little strange look: "Since you are the senior in your school, why are you doing with your head down? Let's go over and ask."

Aiba Chiho raised his head, with a little innocent expression and said timidly: "But... won't it cause trouble for Iori?"

Her tone was a little cautious.

Shiina Iori's eyes became even more confused.

He is not a big star, so what trouble can he have when he goes out?

"It's okay, go and ask first."

As he said this verbally, Shiina Iori still wrote down Chiho's slightly weird tone and was about to look back to ask his sons for questions.

“Testing いたって way to go yeah yeah..."

When they walked over, the guitarist standing at the front of the street was singing a familiar song with his hair fluttering and everyone around him looked very devoted.

But I don’t know if it’s because there are too many bands in Roppongi, or the lead singer’s voice is already a little hoarse, and there are only a few spectators staying around.

Seeing that they were singing hard, Iori and the others did not continue to lean over, but just stood beside them and watched from a distance.

After almost ten minutes passed, the band with only three people in front of me sang two more songs, and it seemed that I was so tired that my voice began to smoke, or the spectators around me had basically dispersed, so I finally stopped.

Drink water when you should drink water, chat and chat.

“Ah~”

When Aiba Chiho saw them stop, he finally took two steps forward, and the standard pronunciation of ai rod came from his phone.

【Is it Mito senior from the Vocal Music Department?】

【Do you still remember me?】

The female lead singer who had just fluttered her long hair soared to the point of flying when she heard the sound, then turned her head and held a water bottle in her mouth to fill it with water.

When I saw Chiho Aiba, the woman's eyes were thoughtful. She felt that she might look familiar, but she didn't recognize her for a while.

However, when she turned her head again and looked at Shiina Iori holding hands with Chiho, she heard the water from her mouth squirting out.

Water kept flowing out of the mouth and nose.

But even so, she didn't care about it, and stared at Shiina Iori with wide eyes: "You, you, you, you, you, who aren't that...!"

The tone was extremely shocked, as if he suddenly bumped into an ordinary young man with a big name on the street.

While calling, she also patted the buddy beside her: "Hey! Awu! Look at him!"

The Toshihide, who was named Awu next to him, also looked up strangely. When he saw Chiho Aoba, his eyes paused a little. When he saw Shiina Iori, his eyes were directly widened.

"Senior Sakurai!!!"

Hearing this title, Shiina Iori felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

I have a very bad premonition.

Immediately afterwards, the young man wearing a round hat rushed over, holding Shiina Iori Sora's hand tightly, and shook with great excitement: "You are Senior Sakurai of Kasuki Club! This year, the strongest newcomer king of Tokyo's Cowherd! The Cowherd's myth with annual income expected to exceed 100 million!!"

"Hello, hello!"

"My name is Take Inoue."

"I have admired you for a long time!"

Shiina Iori seemed to be hit in the nose by an old punch, and her mind was confused, but she had to keep calm and explain: "Sorry, I'm a little busy now, and I'm not a cowherd..."

"I understand the rules!"

The young man wearing a round hat and claiming to be Take Inoue immediately interrupted Shiina Iori's voice, with a passionate expression on his face, but he also let go of his hands wisely.

He looked at the girl next to Shiina Iori: "You are working now, and the schedule is so full, so I won't bother you... By the way! Can you sign an autograph? Just here."

Take Inoue said this, but he still couldn't help but take out the small notebook he had with him.

He just glanced at the woman beside Iori, but seemed to have found something, and immediately approached him and said, "Oh! You are not... not that Aikawa classmate?"

"Do you remember me? We are all from Dongyi University!"

He suddenly began to draw close to Chiho Aiba, with a warm smile on his face: "It's enough to just waste some time on you."

Aiba Chiho was also a little dazed.

She turned her head and looked at Take Inoue, then looked at Iori, so panicked that she was a little overwhelmed.

In desperation, Shiina Iori had to take the paper and pen and quickly sign a regular signature, with a very unique sharp handwriting.

"Thank you! Thank you very much!"

Take Inoue took away the paper and pen, nodded and bowed again.

"You are welcome."

Shiina Iori first responded for a while before bringing up the topic: "Hello, you are... Inoue San, right? Actually, we have something to ask about."

"Just give your order!"

When Take Inoue heard this, he was shocked and reached out to reveal his eyebrows covered by the round cap.

The woman named Mito and another drummer also came over.

Aiba Chiho was surrounded by several seniors who had met before, and hugged around Shiina Iori like a little quail.

Iori was relatively relaxed and asked about common sense about composing, selling songs and other related aspects like chatter.

Because Take Inoue, a little fan who came out of nowhere, was responsible for lubrication, the communication between the few people was relatively smooth, and Shiina Iori also successfully learned something.

Just like doctors, programmers and other other jobs, they also have a small circle of their own, and it is basic to communicate with each other.

Only Chiho Aiba who has few friends in school will be at a loss when it comes to the need.

According to a few people, street singers like them generally do not take the initiative to buy other people's songs, and at most they play and sing themselves, and the people on the street just listen to them.

The hope of success through street singing is slim.

Only large studios, companies, and individual musicians with their own recording studios and complete equipment will pay high prices to buy various music.

However, there are certain thresholds for the person who composes the music.
To be continued...