Author: Pure Mi Wan

Shirakawa Atsushi never dreamed that the president of the company would sit at his home in the afternoon when he just received a call this morning.

Now he lives in a small apartment less than 30 square meters. The house is very messy. Except for the electronic piano, it is almost impossible to find a place to stay.

After Qing Zhiyuan entered the house, Shirakawa Atsushi quickly packed out a clearing space in fear and then made tea for the two of them.

Although there is nothing in Neon people at home, there is still a little tea.

"Sorry, I've caused you trouble."

Qing Zhiyuan held the teacup and silently looked at Shirakawa Toshi.

This is a man with a small round face and a short stature. Like most Neon people nowadays, if you put it in the crowd, you will definitely not notice him at the first time.

There is a picture on the Internet in my previous life that seems to illustrate the current situation better:

Fake game musician: with fashionable and cool hair, she is not careless, wearing sunglasses, has a beautiful jawline, a tough and handsome side face, wearing gorgeous and avant-garde cyberpunk clothes,

He has no belly, eight-pack abs, and also needs famous brands when he watches, and his hands are inserted into his pockets, showing his unruly temperament.

Real game musicians: fluffy and messy hair, round face, wearing a simple black T-shirt, hard and deep eyes, a small belly, strong hands, and a simple and unpretentious temperament.

Just as Aochigen was looking at him, Shirakawa Atsushi was silently looking at the president in front of him.

He is handsome and handsome, with his appearance and figure, he is more than enough to be a star. How could he think of making games?

In such an era, it is really surprising that the president who is willing to visit the door.

...

Qing Zhiyuan briefly introduced Pokeni, himself and his purpose, and sincerely invited him, "If Shirakawa Sang comes to our company, we will provide you with first-class salary as much as possible."

Shirakawa Atsushi lowered his head and did not agree immediately.

Or on the contrary, Qing Zhiyuan's words made him frown.

"But why is it me? I mean, I don't think I have any talent, and I'm a newcomer and no representative work. Why did the president think of me as your club's game soundtrack?"

You should know that there are many unemployed musicians now. There are many ancestors with more experience and qualifications than me. Why doesn’t President Qing look for me instead?

"That's because..."

Now Shirakawa Atsushi is still a pure newcomer and has no representative work. Qing Zhiyuan recalled it and couldn't even find a word that could flatter.

I can't say that because I can predict the future and know that you have made great achievements in the soundtrack in the future and will become Shinkai Makoto's official soundtrack, which can be comparable to Joe Hashi, right?

The most famous "Zhuhua Copy" in Tianmen will not be created until 2007.

"That's because I've read your resume." Qing Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Before this, we have actually conducted a certain degree of investigation on you and know that the music style you are good at and like, what kind of music you are

It can help players' hearts settle down, heal and comfort, and pure and flawless music creators. Our company's new works just need such a soundtrack, and you are the best candidate we are looking for."

Nani?!

Akane Ayase was stunned by the hearing, President, you are too good at lying, right? When will we conduct a background investigation of Shirakawa Sang?

And where do we know what kind of music this person likes?

It is too risky for the president to play straight ball like this?

...

However, when observing the change in expression on Shirakawa Atsushi's face, Akane Ayase was secretly surprised.

Aller?!

This guy actually really takes this trick?

It was obvious that when Shirakawa heard Ao Chi-gen's words, there was a deep shock in his eyes, and it felt like his soul was hit by a straight ball.

This is actually inevitable, because the popular game music on the market is limited by hardware and cannot produce a very rich mixing effect like it did later, and games mainly tend to focus on electronic music and rock.

Before meeting Shinkai Makoto, Shirakawa Atsushi, in his previous life, did not discover the healing music he was really good at, but instead followed the crowd and made ordinary game soundtracks, without even his own style.

But he still likes musical works that are as shocking as Hirashiro, which are so heart-wrenching and pure as that of his heart.

I just haven't encountered a suitable carrier for him to express it.

Qing Zhiyuan's words obviously touched his heart.

"I……"

Shirakawa opened his mouth and just made a syllable, his throat choked.

He cleared his throat, stabilized his emotions, and sighed, "Thank you for the president for appreciating me so much, but I really don't have much confidence in whether I can make a good game soundtrack."

What Shirakawa Atsushi is telling the truth is that he is a newcomer who has never made a game soundtrack. He has to take on the main music of the entire game as soon as he starts, and he can't help but feel a little panicked.

Think about it, if a newly graduated college student goes directly to be the project leader, he will not dare to do anything.

"Shankawa Sang. Can you try it?" Qing Zhiyuan encouraged, "No one can naturally become the top pyramid, but how can you know that you can't do it without trying?"

Some things are really talented.

And music is such a thing.

"Emmmm..." Shirakawa tilted his head and thought, "I still think that with my current age and qualifications, it is better to learn more from others first."

How can I practice it?

Is this guy a stone?

Hard and inferior to the soil.

"Otherwise, you can take a look at our game plan first, and you will definitely be interested in this project." Qing Zhiyuan put the plan on the coffee table and pushed it to Bai Chuan.

The latter nodded, "Okay."

Shirakawa Atsushi took over the plan and then politely said to Qing Zhiyuan, "President, I will definitely read it carefully."

In fact, after all, there is almost the meaning of [stop here today], [give me some time to consider], but because of the face, Shirakawa did not directly say such words as [you can leave].

But Qing Zhiyuan didn't mean to leave at all.

Ah hey!

Even the little HR next to him was anxious for the president.

President, air, air!

Can you watch the air?!

Observing words and expressions is a skill that Neon people have learned since childhood. It is a good quality to not cause trouble to others, but the president seems not to understand these things.

Qing Zhiyuan didn't mean to leave at all, but was silently waiting to see Atsushi Shirakawa who could read this plan carefully.

...

So Shirakawa Atsushi had to bite the bullet and turn it over.

At first, I was a little helpless, but after watching it carefully for a while, I gradually became attracted.

Even in Shirakawa's brain, beautiful pictures can be depicted, full of romantic Onmyoji, the story between people and monsters...

The melody in my heart also rang.

...
Chapter completed!