Chapter 97: Free
Nishi-Shinjuku, near Ichimachi.
There is a street here called Memory Alley.
Whenever night falls, white-collar workers who have been busy all day will gather here to have a few drinks.
When Shirakawa Kaede arrived here, Matsuda Seiko, wearing a white singlet, was already waiting at the intersection.
"Sorry for the long wait, Saint Son-Sang." Baichuan Feng waved at her from a distance.
When Seiko Matsuda heard Shirakawa Kaede's name, she was still a little shy.
After all, she has not officially debuted yet, and the stage name Seiko Matsuda is only on paper.
So when I heard the name "Sang Zi Sheng" (Saint Son of God), I felt a little excited as if I had become an artist, and also had a little expectation.
She kneaded the corner of her clothes with her fingers, lowered her head and smiled shyly, "You haven't debuted yet, Shirakawa-kun."
Baichuan Feng waved his hand, "It's only a matter of time. You have to get used to people calling you that.
As for Kamachi Houko-san, just put her quietly in a corner for now. It won’t be too late to show up when you are facing your close ones.”
"Then why do you still call me Shengzi-san..." Matsuda Seiko muttered.
"Hmm?" Baichuan Feng didn't hear her mumbling clearly.
"Nothing." Matsuda Seiko's eyes turned and she looked at Shirakawa Kaede again, "Did Shirakawa-kun just finish the event?"
Only then did she notice that Shirakawa Kaede was wearing formal clothes. Wasn't he a student at Meiji University? He would only wear formal clothes when participating in school activities.
"Eh" Baichuan Feng looked at his clothes in confusion, then reacted.
"That's not the case. I'm busy with other things." Normally, whenever he is at Shirakawa Electric, he always requires himself to dress formally.
This is both a respect for others and a reminder to myself that my current role is that of the president and I need to be careful about the way I speak and think.
"Hey." Matsuda Seiko looked at him curiously, then muttered, "Mysterious."
Baichuan Feng smiled without further explanation. He and Matsuda Seiko walked side by side in the alley, preparing to find an izakaya to reward themselves first .
"By the way, you just said on the phone that you're going to debut soon?"
"Hmm" Seiko Matsuda's big eyes brightened.
"A singer?" Baichuan Feng knew that her dream had always been to become a singer.
"No," Seiko Matsuda shook her head disappointedly.
"Eh?" Baichuan Feng looked at her curiously, "Is she an actress?"
If he’s not a singer, then this is the only thing it can be.
Seiko Matsuda glanced at him, nodded and said nothing.
She dreams of becoming a singer, but the agency is currently promoting another newcomer.
Due to limited resources, she can only make her debut by starring in a TV series.
"Don't worry, you will definitely become a singer." Baichuan Feng comforted her and then walked into a pub first.
Looking at Shirakawa Kaede's always free and easy back, Matsuda Seiko bit her lip, then followed him firmly.
After finding an empty table in the shop and sitting down, Shirakawa Feng ordered a few dishes at random, mostly barbecue.
After a tiring day at Shirakawa Electric, and as it was a time for growth, his appetite was amazing.
As for Seiko Matsuda, she dare not act so recklessly. For an artist, body management is of top priority.
In the end she only chose some vegetarian dishes, and the only thing that had anything to do with meat was a skewer of grilled fish.
"Hey, Shirakawa-kun has become much darker recently."
It was dark outside and I couldn't see clearly just now, but now I'm inside the store and I can use the light.
Seiko Matsuda discovered that Shirakawa Kaede had not only become much darker, but also looked stronger and more reliable than before.
Baichuan Feng looked at his forearm, well, there is a trend of evolving from white ancient to black ancient.
"Maybe I'm too busy," he shrugged.
Fortunately, it was late September and summer had quietly slipped away. It would probably take less than two months for him to turn back into Bai Gu.
Seiko Matsuda couldn't quite understand what Shirakawa Kaede meant by being too busy.
What’s so great about college students? Can they be that busy? They can’t be busier than me.
She was muttering to herself, but when she saw Baichuan Feng had already started to eat the skewers, she couldn't help but pick up the grilled fish in front of her and started the Wushuang mode.
"Uncle, please give me a bottle of Akita sake." Feeling that the food was not tasty enough, Shirakawa Kaede raised his hand to ask the boss behind the bar to bring some sake.
"Hai" a shout came from far away.
"Hey." Matsuda Seiko's eyes widened. She leaned in front of Shirakawa Kaede and whispered, "Shirakawa-kun, we are still minors."
Baichuan Feng glanced at her chest. Well, it really hadn't grown. At least it was much smaller than Xiaolin's.
"But don't you think this is exciting?" Baichuan Feng waved his hand indifferently. As a man from Akita, how could he not drink?
After spending a long time with Kotaro, Shirakawa Kaede has been led astray by him when it comes to drinking.
After hearing what Shirakawa Kaede said, Matsuda Seiko blinked, it seemed... there was some truth in it.
So five minutes later, the two minors at the table started clinking glasses.
"How annoying! I want to be a singer." Seiko Matsuda's cheeks were flushed, and her big watery eyes were slightly drunk and charming.
"Then do it." Baichuan Feng picked up the wine glass and casually agreed.
"But there is no such plan at all, and I can't act." Seiko Matsuda turned the wine glass, holding her chin and looking listless.
"Acting is easy. Besides, the agency has no plan, so I just have to act on my own.
First, practice more to improve your singing skills, and then if you can prepare a song, that would be even better. If the opportunity is right, you might be able to debut as a singer."
Baichuan Feng continued to eat skewers while talking nonsense.
"Hey," Matsuda Seiko raised her head, "That's right, I have been practicing singing. But now I'm just missing one thing."
"What is that?" Baichuan Feng acted as a perfect supporting actor.
"a song"
Shirakawa Feng looked up and was greeted by Matsuda Seiko's big, sparkling eyes.
You're trying to trick me, right? I thought you were really drunk.
Baichuan Feng blinked and said, "It's not impossible, but I also have a small condition."
"What conditions? Let's make it clear first that nothing too excessive will do." After saying this, Seiko Matsuda subconsciously put her hands on her chest.
Baichuan Feng waved his hands in disdain. It was just ordinary and he was not interested.
"Please help me shoot a commercial then."
Look, now we have Flashman’s advertising spokesperson.
Cheap, no, free.
It will definitely be popular in the future, perfect~
I must sign a long-term contract by then, Baichuan Feng's calculations are clattering.
"Eh, an advertisement?" Matsuda Seiko looked at Shirakawa Kaede in a daze.
How did Meiji students become involved with advertising?
"Shirakawa-kun is a photography enthusiast? Do you work part-time in an office outside?"
Seeing her curious eyes, Baichuan Feng blinked at her and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
"So mysterious~"
"Let's go, it's time to go back." Baichuan Feng stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hai~Hai" a complaining voice with a hint of coquettishness sounded beside me.
