To put it bluntly, ZYE belongs to Ye Zhao's own company, so what he said is basically equivalent to making the final decision. Although Takeda Shun showed some disagreements before, he was just an opinion raised by an old man who had been living in the art world for many years. Since Ye Zhao insisted on doing it, he had to choose to obey.

Fortunately, after seeing Ye Zhao's script, Takeda Shun was not very optimistic about what Ye Zhao was going to do now, but at least he saw some feasibility in his plans and actions. If not, I am afraid that he would not be busy and help Ye Zhao agree to sign the contract with the Cultural Broadcasting Office, but instead consider whether to find a next home.

In early June, a selection meeting hosted by ZYE and co-organized by Culture Broadcasting quietly started urging, with the goal of young girls between the ages of fifteen and nineteen who are interested in dubbing radio dramas. As the selection book was published, there were also a short line between the male protagonist Shuotaro and the female protagonist Aki of the youth. The registration method was to use a tape to record the dubbing of this line and send it to ZYE firm.

The slogans for the selection book were thought of by Ye Zhao himself, with only nine words: "Your voice will create miracles."

Of course, it is difficult to mobilize the interest of young people of this age by relying on such a selection advertisement. Dubbing radio dramas is a work that needs to be hidden behind the scenes. Unlike beauty pageants organized by agencies, they can stand in the spotlight and get in touch with the temptation of entertainment industry.

To this end, Ye Zhao set a certain reward for this selection: the two who won the championship will each receive a bonus of 100,000 yen. In addition, each dubbing event they participated will pay the corresponding salary and car fee. If calculated in this way, the champion will receive a total of about 180,000 yen through this radio show.

180,000 yen is about one month's salary for a newcomer who just started working. In terms of this event alone, it is enough to be "rich". Don't compare the selection that Ye Zhao has participated. After all, the former is a large-scale advertising selection nationwide by a mobile company, and now it is just a small-cost radio drama. If the bonus needs to be calculated in millions, it is meaningless.

...

Horikoshi University has always been known as a star cradle. Like Sunrise Girls' Academy, Horikoshi University has classes specially set up for artists. Therefore, these two schools have become the first choice for young girls who aim to become stars.

Today was about ten minutes later than usual. I hurriedly entered the teaching building. Even when I was about to be late, the girl still kept in mind the school rules and did not make any moves to run on campus.

I opened the shoe cabinet, changed into indoor shoes, and came to the outside of the class. The moment I opened the door, the eyes in the classroom subconsciously turned to the door, but after seeing the person clearly, I took them back indifferently.

Although the girl’s art course class is specially set up for people who aim to enter the art world, there are also ordinary people who are interested in art classes and would rather pay a portion of the tuition to enter. Of course, even those who aim to enter the art world are mostly unknown now, including herself.

Those who really started to become popular in the class now have almost reached the minimum attendance rate, and they all have to choose to make up for classes at night. It is a very luxurious thing to see them in the daytime classroom.

The girl was in the row by the window, and the second from behind, she pulled out the chair and sat down to find the books and materials needed for the first class. The two or three girls sitting in the middle of the back row exchanged glances with each other. One of them raised his chin, as if he had received a signal. The three of them got up from their seats and came to the girl.

"Good morning, Kondo San."

The girl named Kondo raised her head in a panic, "Hello, you guys."

The girl in the lead smiled brightly, "I heard that Kondo Sang has become the inner disciple of singer Hiroshisang Nishikawa?"

"Yes."

"It's so good," another girl seemed innocent. "If this continues, Kondo Sang will debut as a formal singer soon, right?"

"Wouldn't you sing in NHK in a kimono?"

"This..." Kondo looked embarrassed, "This is too exaggerated, but I just started learning the basics, and it was too far from that level."

"Don't be so humble." The girl in the lead handed over a notebook, "Can Kondo San sign me? If you don't want to sign now, you will have no chance after that."

"That's right, Kondo San, sign an autograph!" The other two girls also started to cheer.

"Thank you, Yoshino, it would be great if this could be done." Kondo showed a grateful expression, took the notebook, and carefully signed his name on it.

But when she handed the notebook back to the girl with both hands, she returned the response to her with a string of merciless ridicule. "Hahahaha, so funny, this guy actually signed us!"

"Yes, she doesn't really think she will become a big star, right?"

"Please, a 'big star' like you who is not even a fish artist, dare to learn the signature of a real star?"

"Stop kidding!" The girl tore off the page of paper that signed her name and threw it on Kondo. When the paper ball hit her shoulder, Kondo subconsciously trembled.

The sliding door of the classroom was opened again, and the Chinese teacher holding the textbook came in.

"Students over there, please go back and sit down."

"Yes!" The three girls made small faces with each other and sat back in their seats.

While the teacher turned around and wrote on the blackboard, Kondo bent down and picked up the piece of paper on the ground. He opened it bit by bit. On the wrinkled paper, there was a flower signature she had practiced desperately after she decided to become a singer.

Carefully folded the paper in half and put it in the school uniform pocket. Kondo lowered his head a little sadly, and his hands under the desk clasped the hem of the skirt. After taking several deep breaths, she finally had the courage to look straight into the podium and the blackboard again.

...

After school, Kondo put her book and notebook back into her backpack and quickly walked out of the classroom. The three girls who mocked her were gathering together to discuss the makeup in fashion magazines with great enthusiasm. The small episode in the morning had already been left behind by them.

The place to go to school is in Nakano, while the home of the boarding teacher Yange and the Kanto Cooking Store where you work are in Ueno. The only way to work is to pass through Ueno's underground passage. Whenever you walk in, you can smell a tide that belongs to the underground.

A homeless man who came here at some point was lying on one side of the underground passage and was asleep peacefully. The loud snoring made Kondo look at him subconsciously, and then her eyes were attracted by an advertisement posted on the wall.

"Your voice will create miracles", the simple slogan seemed to be inflammatory, which made Kondo involuntarily watch the content of the advertisement.

"Radio drama selection? Or planned by Ye Zhaosang?" Kondo browsed the content on the advertisement until he saw it at the end, "The winner's prize is...100,000 yen!"

If you can win, you can use this money to alleviate the financial situation... Kondo was a little moved, and then the scene of being insulted by the three girls in the morning flashed in his mind.

"Is it really okay? Doing meaningless things will only make people laugh..." Kondo looked reluctantly at the last sentence of the advertisement "Bonus 100,000 yen", as if he was comforting himself, and whispered: "Anyway, it's just a voice, and there's no need to show up, it doesn't matter... right?"

Thinking of this, Kondo carefully picked the selection advertisement.

...

The Meijizha Theater started in 1873 and has undergone several destruction and reconstruction, and started again in 1993. This theater, originally acquired by the first Kabuki actors, Ichikawa Zuo Tuanji, has been the official performance venue for Kabuki actors for the first hundred years. However, with the development of the times, various art genres emerged, and this theater is no longer limited to Kabuki actors. Senior actors, singers, famous artists, and even idols can perform here.

At 3:30 p.m. on Saturday, Ye Zhao came to this prestigious theater. After getting off the bus, Uemura Yuki sent the congratulatory flower basket to the reception desk. Ye Zhao, under the guidance of the staff, entered the backstage through a special internal passage.

The song performances performed by the singer-song performers, which were planned by the singer-songwriter, were invited to be staged, and will be premiered this afternoon. Fuji Aiko and Wu Dai Natsuko are both invited.

In the lounge, Ye Zhao met Teng Aiko.

Today she was wearing a black kimono with a crepe texture, a golden embroidered kimono belt, her cloudy hairpin was tied up, and she was wearing a coral hairpin. From the left chest of the kimono to the bottom, she was decorated with gorgeous cherry blossoms.

Ye Zhaoqing couldn't help but praise: "Today is so beautiful."

Fuji Ayako, who usually wears casual clothes, is just a beautiful beauty, but when she put on a kimono, she exudes a charm that is both elegant and gorgeous. I have to say that there is no one more suitable for wearing kimono than her.

Fuji Aiko was sitting on the seat cushion, leaning forward slightly, her eyes as water, "Ye Jun, thank you for coming."

"How can you not come for such an important performance?" Compared to Teng Aiko sitting upright, Ye Zhao just sat down on the tatami next to her very casually.

"Does the performance start at 4:30?" Ye Zhao confirmed.

"Yes." Fuji Ayako picked up the script that was placed at hand and handed it over gently, "Do you want to see the process of the show?"

Ye Zhao grabbed her wrist and gently pulled the script out of her hand and put it on the table. "I'd better leave a little suspense. Wait until the performance to look forward to it." As he said this, his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the skin on her wrist to the palm of his palm.

Perhaps the touch was a little itchy, and Fuji Aiko subconsciously wanted to pull it back. Ye Zhao grabbed her hand, leaned forward, stretched out her tongue and gently licked the shallow, red mole, and with this force, she held her tightly into her arms. Fuji Aiko leaned against his chest. The kimono with the texture of elixir was slightly cool, but her skin was filled with swaying heat.

"Have Aizisang heard of that?" Ye Zhao buried her face on her slender neck exposed through the collar of the kimono, rubbing her nose gently back and forth, and asked in a low voice like a whisper.

"that?"

"That's that," Ye Zhao's hand slowly moved to her knees. "I heard that the geishas in the past, in order to seize the short gap, and to keep warm with their hearts, they came up with a way to not worry about messing up this gorgeous outfit..."

Fuji Aiko's hand slapped Ye Zhao's hand on her knees, "Where did Ye Jun hear these strange 'heard'?"

"Well, after meeting a woman who always wears a kimono, the relevant knowledge will naturally be absorbed inadvertently." Ye Zhao kissed the delicate skin on the back of her neck, "I am a studious person."

"Don't think of something strange..." Fuji Ayako struggled for a moment, "The performance is about to begin."

" はい, はい~" Ye Zhao nodded perfunctorily and tightened his strength to hug her, "I'll do nothing, just stay like this for a while."
Chapter completed!