Ichimaji Aiko's attitude is very approachable, completely different from her polite and alienated attitude in front of Deacon Haibara and others. She seemed to want to get closer to Shiina Iori.

"She is the daughter of Mr. Zhou Fang, the Burning Group!"

Although Kazuya Matsushita is lazy, greedy, and likes astringent, and is particularly ugly, he has no choice but to say anything about his vision and life experience. He points the key point in one sentence.

Shiina Iori immediately understood who this woman was.

Burning? Mr. Zhou Fang!

People living in Kanto will basically hear these two names from various channels when they go to school.

Burning Group is the largest comprehensive arts and energy group in Tokyo. It is a group-style firm composed of more than 100 arts and energy companies. It controls nearly half of the media, entertainment and sports circles in Tokyo.

As the group's largest shareholder, Zhou Fang Kamakura is even more in the black and white world, controlling half of the heretical channels in Tokyo and even holding two seats for parliament.

It is equivalent to the highest circle in the entertainment industry.

Even people like Shiina Iori who have hardly had much contact with TV or videos have heard various urban legends from various channels.

At this moment, he understood why Kazuma Panasonic was so surprised.

Aiko Ichimaji did not say anything more because of Kazuya Matsushita's explanation. Her eyes were always on Shiina Iori's face. When she noticed that his pupils were slightly tightened, she seemed a little surprised, and she naturally stretched out a hand to him:

"We are very destined to be together."

"Hello."

After Shiina Iori reacted, she slowly grabbed her hand.

However, because of the eagerness of this Ichichengji lady, she showed too many emotions that she shouldn't have, she quickly let go of her hand, and then asked politely: "Is it you and Yuki..."

"I'm a good friend~"

When Ichijo Aiko heard this, she carried her hands on her back and took a step towards Yuki Terajima, leaning on her shoulders as if she was expressing her intimacy.

Yuki Terajima's face, which had never been dull, still had no expression, only a pair of eyes that looked like a flat lake, showed a faint trace of disgust. He moved half a step towards the side in a slight way, just to the position she could not reach.

"Luckily, I'm really cold! I haven't seen you for a long time."

However, Aiko Ichimaji did not show any loss because of this little movement, and still had that smiling expression, as if asking casually: "To put it bluntly, I have never heard of Shiina's name before? Who did you learn your piano? How many years have you learned?"

"Although it seems a bit boasting to say that, I know quite a lot of masters in the music circle! Maybe I will know them."

Ichichengji Aiko did not lie.

She is indeed a professional music critic.

Just as industries such as academic, finance, and art will form their own circles, the music circle is also a tight circle formed by several people and continuously extending downwards.

In this small place in Japan, most people who have achieved certain achievements know each other.

After the circle is formed, the channel to "achieve a certain achievement" will naturally be grasped by these people.

As one of them, Aiko Ichihaji is naturally qualified to say such things.

Aiko Iori, a piano of expert level like Shiina, can still hear some clues even if it is disturbed by background sounds and singing voices.

This is also one of the reasons why she rushed over after the performance.

"I have never found a teacher for myself."

Shiina Iori didn't feel how high his level was. After all, the level between profession and expert lies mostly in details.

Therefore, after reaching this level, many things will appear natural, so it is difficult to feel them.

“Self-study?!”

Ichichengji Aiko was stunned, and her voice couldn't help but increase by half.

After I realized it, I immediately calmed down and maintained my posture: "Then, how many years have I learned it?"

"Ah...well!"

Shiina Iori was stunned and immediately discovered the blind spot.

The expert level should be very high, and even if you explain it on the grounds that you are a genius, it is hard to explain it clearly - after all, he was in Shizuoka more than a year ago, and at that time he couldn't even get in touch with the piano. He was busy with life every day, so he didn't have time to touch these things that were full of spring and snow.

For the sake of meticulous logic, he clarified it in his mind for a few seconds before he said calmly: "One year, I happened to come across it in a musical instrument store last year, so I learned a little by myself."

“One year?!”

Aiko Ichichengji suddenly widened her eyes.

Now I couldn't even keep my posture of calming down just now.

For a moment, he unconsciously held Shiina Iori's hand, as if he was fumbled into some peerless big treasure, and it felt a bit subtle when he touched him.

It was not until Yu Guang touched Yuki Terajima's plain eyes that a few goose bumps and a biting chill suddenly rose behind him. He quickly shook him away and kept a safe distance from Aiko Ichijo:

"Yes, yes...what is there anything you have?"

Shiina Iori was a little scared.

However, the heat in Aiko Ichijo's eyes seemed to melt his whole body. She looked at him with great enthusiasm, and her high heels were approaching two steps, almost sticking to him:

"Shina-kun."
Chapter completed!