Tokyo Literary Godfather

Aoki Jinsuke was half lying on the tatami, supporting his head with one hand, and stuffed the hot oranges into his mouth one by one.

The inside of the slightly warm kotatsu was already being heated up, and a warmth came from the soles of the feet, and then spread throughout the body.

The kotatsu, also called a kotatsu, is the most commonly used winter tool in Japan. The shape is roughly like a short table with a larger thick quilt spread out, and an electric heater embedded under the table. Its status in Japan is like the Tukang in the Northeast.

Fortunately, after a year of hard work, I am now so happy. Aoki Jinsuke thought as he ate the hot orange pulp and the tough dried squid.

We’ve already had gozen ryori (New Year’s Eve dinner), and my parents are cooking soba noodles. It is also a local custom to eat buckwheat noodles on the Great Dark Day, just like eating dumplings while staying up late in northern China.

Other TV stations were still broadcasting some news programs, and the reports highlighted the festive atmosphere of this year's New Year's Eve. When the time was almost up, Hitosuke Aoki pulled some newspapers, and while reading the newspapers, he used the remote control to switch TV stations.

The newspaper has a program schedule for this year's NHK Red and White Song Battle and TTV's annual music festival. Not all of the four or five-hour programs will be good-looking. For example...the unknown songs from the Red and White Song Festival.

Hitosuke Aoki is also a music enthusiast. He has listened to many works no matter what genre. He also likes country music, blues, and rock at home and abroad. But at this time, Japan is the birthplace of Asian pop culture. In the field of music, he is still unique and full of characteristics, so Aoki Jinsuke still prefers Japanese music.

Everyday "Workman" does not leave his hands, so he does not regard himself as an ordinary audience in his mentality, but more like a judge. The Red and White Song Festival has really declined in recent years. Of course, it is also related to the strong rise of the annual music festival. I don’t know what the situation has been like in recent years, and which program is better.

In the program, NHK divided the singers into red and white camps, with female singers in the red group and male singers in the white group, and fierce competition was launched. Outside the program, the audience also silently rated the two programs on the dark day.

Hitosuke Aoki watched the red and white song battle first. The opening was a boring interaction between several hosts. The venue for the interaction was not on the stage, and the hosts were dressed in everyday clothes. It is not a complicated and gorgeous dress, and it does not look very serious, but this is exactly the style that the Kohaku Uta Club deliberately creates, in order to get closer to the audience.

After telling boring jokes for about a minute, the show officially started. The performer at the beginning is a national-level performer, although it is said that the later the program is relatively more important, because the audience's attention will gradually diverge later, and the interest will gradually lose, so a heavyweight performer is needed for the finale , but the opening act is just as important.

Hitosuke Aoki hummed along, when his parents came out from the kitchen, brought some bowls of soba noodles, and the family of three began to eat noodles while watching the show.

After watching for a while, Hitosuke Aoki began to press the remote control to tune the channel, and tuned to the annual music festival, and suddenly found that the dance beauty and lineup of the annual music festival seemed to be stronger than that of the Red and White Song Festival, so he said with a smile: "It seems that the Red and White Song Festival is really It is falling behind more and more, and will gradually be surpassed by the annual music festival."

"But I still think Kohaku Uta Battle is pretty good... remember to turn back the TV station when Ms. Rumiko is singing later." Father said while sipping soba noodles.

Aoki Jinsuke was dismissive and didn't want to argue with his father. After all, after watching the Red and White Song Battle for decades, the older generation has deeper feelings for this show.

As for the Miss Rumiko he mentioned, she is also a powerful singer. Of course, she was also a super idol of her parents' era more than ten years ago, and she has many classic works. And the song she sang at the Red and White Song Concert this time seems to be...

Aoki Jinsuke opened the newspaper and took a look, and couldn't help but be startled, "Riding on the Back of the Silver Dragon"? What song is this? As a senior music enthusiast, I have never heard of it.

Is it a new song?

It’s really bold to present a new work that has never been auditioned before on an occasion like the Kohaku Uta Battle. Aoki Jinsuke said, what if the audience doesn't like it?

Every era has its super idols belonging to that era. Aoki Jinsuke is not interested in Rumiko. The idol he wants to watch is Arima Keika.

Speaking of Arima Keika, he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart, wishing he could press Fujiwara Keina's face to the ground and humiliate him seven or eight hundred times.

Seeing idols holding hands with other people seems to be the fate that every fan must meet. It is not without this awareness when I first fell in love with cinnamon sauce. However, after this kind of thing actually happened, it was still a bit unacceptable for a while. ...

Aoki Jinsuke's eyes became a little moist as he thought about them, and he wiped them gently with his fingers.

"Why are you crying? You can cry after listening to a little love song? You are so worthless!" said the father while chewing dried small fish.

My father is a standard Showa boy, and his machismo is almost overflowing. He has a zero-tolerance attitude towards men crying.

"Stop talking, you stinky old man..." Jinsuke Aoki muttered in a low voice, but of course, he couldn't be heard.

Hitosuke Aoki felt that this year's annual music festival was obviously better than the Kohaku Utahesen. He glanced at the program schedule in the newspaper and saw that Rumiko's performance time was approaching, but he didn't want to change the channel, thinking about silently missing it.

However, the old man was very shrewd, and he was also staring at the timetable. When it was three minutes away, he looked at his son, "Miss Rumiko's performance time is coming soon, isn't it?"

Hitosuke Aoki grumbled dissatisfiedly, then switched the channel, still thinking silently in his heart: They are all outdated singers, what's so good about it, and it's a new song with a strange name.

After a while, Rumiko officially appeared on the stage, wearing clothes that showed shoulder width, high shoulder pads and bangs, and eyebrows that turned into two lines. With the flickering lights on the stage, the singing resounded.

"On the other side of the vast ocean, there are people who are enduring pain right now, just like fledglings that are still flightless. I lament my own incompetence..."

As soon as the song came out, Aoki Jinsuke was startled for a moment, then subconsciously propped up his upper body with his hands and looked at it carefully.

"Sorrow, turn into wings. Scars, turn into a compass. Like a fledgling that can't fly, I lament my own powerlessness..."

The room suddenly fell silent. The few people who were listening to the song and talking just now suddenly lost their voices. They could only hear the sounds of chewing snacks and peeling oranges. However, within half a minute, even such small voices disappeared. , the Aoki family listened carefully to this song that seemed to have a magical power.