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“Then this song is confirmed.”

The quality of "Fruits Candy" is not top-notch, but it is lively and cheerful and creates a good atmosphere. A concert really needs a song like this.

"As for your solo song and the other duet..."

"Um, Mr. Takasu. Regarding our own single, can I write a song myself?" Lingye suddenly said.

Gao Xu paused, thinking something bad was happening.

It's coming, it's coming! The worst has happened! Takasu was a little worried before that these little girls who couldn't afford to offend would suddenly have a whim and want to "prove themselves". But he didn't expect that what was even more exaggerated than he expected was that the Oshima family wanted to prove herself and simply composed the music from scratch! Is this a joke?

If it was an artist who debuted under his own company, he would have scolded him for "overestimating his own abilities". But he couldn't do that. He didn't dare. He couldn't.

This is more troublesome than disturbing the ace songwriter.

"Ms. Oshima, I want to confirm something. When you said you were going to write a song, do you want to use a song you have heard before, or..." As a last desperate struggle, Takasu asked with one last effort.

"No, it's a song that no one has ever sung before. It's mine."

The reason why Lingye used "sort of" was because those songs were certainly not written by her, they just haven't appeared in this world yet.

But Gaoxu certainly didn't know that this was a disaster for him.

"Mr. Takasu, I'll write the song first. If you don't think it's good, then I won't sing it. I'll listen to the company's arrangement." Ling explained, noticing Takasu's low mood. She didn't think those songs couldn't move people, and she believed that after she presented them, Mr. Takasu would be satisfied.

But Takasu was not comforted at all.

Please, even if the song Ling Ye brought out at the end was a childish nursery rhyme, did he really dare to say it was bad? The failure of the concert would only mean being laughed at by colleagues, having his annual salary deducted, and not being able to face the loss.

If he really displeases this person from the Oshima family, President Mimaki might kick him out and fire him directly.

But what could Gao Xu say? He could only force a smile.

"Oh, by the way, before the concert, our company also invited special guests to warm up the audience." Frustrated, Takasu could only try to finish his work, "It's the band 'Virgo'. You should have heard of it. Miss Daishige said she took you to their concert before."

The company spent a lot of money to invite the popular band "Virgo" to warm up the concert. They were just worried that the concert would not be popular enough to attract audience participation.

Although the ratings of the TV series "Cardcaptor" are high, TV series and concerts are two different things. It is possible that the fan participation is not high.

In order to prevent a large number of empty seats, the band invited the powerful "Virgo", which is the most popular band in recent times. The lead singer is Apsalar, known as the "Virgo Goddess", and it is said that her fans can fill Tokyo Bay.

With their popularity, even a warm-up song is enough to fill the venue.

This is a blatant game proxy game, with the strongest king leading the stubborn bronze player.

So what if he's just an elementary school student?

Is it great to be rich? Yes, it is great to be rich.

Chapter 149: Yabo's Order

"I'm not going, Lian. I really don't want to go."

"I know." Lian certainly knew that not only did Apsalar not want to go, but he also didn't want to go if possible.

I just held a concert at Budokan, and was in high spirits, but was suddenly notified to warm up for a concert of three elementary school students. Not the insulting "elementary school students", but real elementary school students.

If I were to speak sincerely, who would be willing to go?

But can they refuse?

Sure - as long as they don't want to do it anymore, the band can disband right where they are - these are the exact words from the company they signed with.

Their agents couldn't afford to offend each other, and neither could their contracted companies. Of course, the company behind them was not afraid of Sanmu Entertainment, but the elementary school student who was going to hold a concert on Christmas.

In fact, when Lian heard the name of Oshima, she also felt a huge pressure. That was the Oshima family in Tokyo. If you walked a few steps on the street, from banks to real estate developers, from financial investment companies to pawn shops, there was a huge shadow of the "Oshima Group" behind them.

The eldest daughter of the Oshima family is even the real head of the family.

"It's not shameful to please others just for a meal! Apsalar, think about it from a positive perspective. If we can make friends with that young lady, our Virgo will have a bright future."

If it weren't for this mission, they would have no chance to talk to each other. As for the Oshima family, the two sides had absolutely no intersection.

But is this what Apsalar is worried about?

No, let alone warming up for elementary school students, she would even be willing to perform on the streets for kindergarten children. Lian certainly didn't understand. What she was worried about was the fact of meeting Oshima Reiya.

Lian parked the car downstairs of Apsalar's rental house. He watched the girl get out of the car in a gloomy mood, but there was nothing he could do. Fortunately, there was still more than a month before Christmas. If he gave her some time, she would surely figure it out.

Popularity is worthless in the face of real capital.

This is an apartment, not a high-end residence, but it is not easy to have an independent house in Tokyo, and Apsalar doesn't care much about it.

She walked into the empty corridor alone, turned on the sensor lights one by one, and stood in front of her door. Apsalar took out the key and opened the door, but the next moment, she stopped in front of her door.

Because when she looked inside the entrance of her room, she saw a person standing in the hall.

It is not appropriate to call it a "person", it should be said that it is a human-shaped creature.

"Why, you come back to your own house and don't go inside?"

It began to speak. Apsalar hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped into the house and closed the door.

"Yabo...are you the Speaker?"

Compared to other Yabo people, Speaker Yabo has transformed himself into a biological weapon similar to a super beast and no longer looks like a biological being.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. It seems that you are doing well. Are you adapting well to human life? This attitude suits you very well."

The will of the planet itself has no fixed form, whether it is the life of Spica or the life of the Earth, it makes no difference to her. She is not a pure life form, so there is no such thing as discomfort in changing into a human form.

"Enjoy your life as a human being, as long as you don't forget the mission assigned to you."

"Why? This is not the condition we agreed on before!"

The condition agreed upon before was only that the entire planet would serve the Yabo people and the civilization of the planet would be a subordinate civilization of the Yabo people.

Although it is not a pleasant choice to make the entire civilization dependent on others, the life on Spica does not have the ability to migrate to the stars. When encountering a galactic-level natural disaster, compared to being destroyed along with the stars in the galaxy, it should not expect anything else to be able to survive and keep life going.

In the past two hundred years, the Yabo people have not treated the natives of Spica too harshly. They are not slaves who can take whatever they want as imagined. It is just a relationship similar to employment. The Yabo people will pay a certain amount of compensation. As for whether it is equal, it goes without saying. Because the technology far exceeds that of the natives, the living standards of the residents of Spica have improved a lot. They also have more sense of identity with the Yabo people.

In fact, there are many subordinate civilizations like Spica in the Yabo camp. There are even some uncivilized primitive nations that are still in the stage of eating raw meat and drinking blood, using their bodies to exchange for rewards from the Yabo people.

By contributing some of the tribe members to the Yabo people for biological experiments, they can obtain enough food for the entire tribe to survive. This is a very cost-effective thing. People can be reborn if they die. As long as the tribe exists and can continue, this is the most important thing.

Apsalar had always believed that being able to prolong Spica's life in this way was an acceptable thing. She even forgot that she had no cards to negotiate with the other party.

"Your planet serves us Yabo people, and you are no exception. You see, this was our condition two hundred years ago, and it has not changed. It's just that now is the time for you to fulfill your promise for us Yabo people."

Yabo walked around the living room casually, as if it were his own home. He opened the cupboard, took out a bottle of sparkling wine, opened it and poured himself a glass.

"Well, it's a good invention. Earthlings really know how to enjoy life. That's right, a species that owns a planet rich in resources alone can certainly enjoy itself to its heart's content. There are so many other civilizations in the universe that have to survive in the cracks, gamble the future of the entire civilization time and time again, but still have a hard time. Isn't it unfair?"

It put down the wine glass and looked at Apsalar who remained silent.

"Of course, you won't understand. As the will of the planet, you are not even a life. You certainly don't know how difficult it is for a living thing to survive and want to continue to live. And you, born sacred, know nothing about birth, aging, sickness and death, and can do whatever you want."

"But, you haven't forgotten, have you? Spica is now in our alternate dimension. The life and death of all life on your planet depends on your thoughts. Including yourself! Blowing up a planet is too easy for us Yabo people. Without the planet, can your planetary will still exist?"

The so-called "employment" before was just because it was the best way for the Yabo people to extract the most value in the long run. Now that the Yabo people have other needs, how can she and her planet refuse?

She really almost forgot that from the beginning to the end, she, Apsalar, was just a puppet in the hands of the other party.

The room in the apartment fell into a long silence, and the scary figure disappeared without a trace. Apsalar did not turn on the light and stood in the corner of the dark room for a long time, as if he could hide himself in this way.

"Reiya, you said you wrote your own songs, are you serious?"

On the way home in the car, Tomoyo asked. Although she knew Reiya's identity, it didn't mean that Gaia could write songs.

“I can’t write songs, but I remember a lot of them.”

"Remember?"

Yes, I remember, songs from the future. Although she hadn't listened to many Japanese songs, the ones she remembered were all well-known national songs, or theme songs of popular Japanese dramas, such as "Tokyo Love Story" and "Tell Me You Love Me".

Lingye hummed the prelude first, found the tune, and then began to sing.

"At that inadvertent moment, our eyes met. You must still remember the happy heartbeat that we felt, right?"

Hearing Reiya suddenly start to sing, Tomoyo was a little surprised at first, but soon realized that Reiya was singing the song she just claimed to 'remember'.

Without musical accompaniment, the effect of a cappella singing is generally not very good, but even so, you can still feel that this is a cheerful song.

No, it wasn't pure happiness. There should be something else, but Chiyo didn't hear it at the moment.

"Don't give up, hooray, you over there. The destination is getting closer and closer. No matter how far you are, my heart is always with you."

The girl's voice is very pleasant and she pronounces every note accurately.

Dazhong, who followed the car back, also pricked up her ears. She had realized that this was a very "catchy" song. The so-called "catchy" means that it is easy to immerse yourself in it once you hear it.

It's not easy to do this.

More importantly, Dazhong is a professional in the music industry. She has a wide range of popular music. Generally speaking, unless it is a privately released, very niche song, she has a basic impression of it. But this song is indeed something she has never heard of - this song is very likely to be original.

She carefully memorized a few lines of the lyrics and planned to confirm with Mr. Takasu, asking him to use his computer to search the library of songs published in the music industry to make the final confirmation.

If it is truly an original work, although it is difficult to tell whether it is good or bad by listening to the a cappella version, at least it is definitely not a child's mischievous composition.

And this song is, well, a little weird.

The words "happy heartbeat", "eyes meet", "always by your side" sound like a song about love at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seems not to be the case.

"Don't give up, try harder. Keep running until the end."

The rhythm was brisk, and when the chorus was sung for the second time, Chiyo also sang along. Some songs are like this, whether they are catchy or brainwashing, they can stir people's emotions and are catchy, so you will unconsciously sing along.

And Dazhong knows that such songs will generally become classics no matter what.

"What's the name of the song?"

After Ling finished singing, Dazhong asked.

"Don't admit defeat (negative けないで)"

Dazhong thought about it carefully and found it not surprising, as "Don't give up" was the word that kept appearing in the song.

"But what is it about?"

Don't give up in a relationship between a man and a woman? It doesn't seem to be this, although there are many similar words in the lyrics. But it feels strange to understand it this way, and it feels like it deviates from the main theme of the song.

But if you ask what the song is about, Ling can't answer. She has heard this song before. It is a very famous folk music in her previous life, but she doesn't know the specific background of its creation. She has never thought about understanding this in the past.

It is definitely not a love song between a man and a woman, but a song to cheer for a major disaster, a disaster that swept the country. The Great Kanto Earthquake? Or the Fukushima nuclear power plant leak?

She didn't go into the details.

In fact, this song was created in 1993, when Japan's economy collapsed, the so-called "lost decade". Countless people abandoned their wives and children and chose to wander, and there were endless cases of suicide.