"Haikus?"
Baiyunshan looked stunned when he heard this, and then felt helpless. He couldn't write haiku, but he did know a little bit about other poems, such as limericks and pairs, and he could pick them up easily.
In "What a Prayer", Nan is chirping and the birds are jumping, and the recording scene is ridiculous. During the fortifications, my sister-in-law didn’t play tricks and complained that this episode was boring——
Another example is that the first and second guardians each eat three bowls of rice, and they are divided into four groups of five people and six places to pray. Seven or eight or nine orders are sold in Nogizaka, which is very popular. Ten years have not come yet, and there are only 987 girls left to take their six-year-old children to tour all over the world. It is difficult to choose one episode in just a few words——
There are also things like a single push with one heart, a useless push, and seven pushes to make a group. Ten pinks and nine blacks, Hei Nan Hei Sao Hei Ri Village——
Yueyue Yingying foolishly fucks Ji Ji every day. The seventy-seven birds on the bridge are still as ordinary as ever——
I have a high level of lust and squeeze out an European style. You are obscene and shameless, exposing both shoulders... blah blah blah.
He is quite good at these, but haiku... This is completely a cultural difference. Not to mention writing well, he has never even tried it. It can be said that he has no experience at all.
Baiyunshan turned his head and swept away. Not long after the start, someone in the crowd had already entered smoothly, and judging from the movement, it seemed that the writing was quite good. There was an exclamation at the entrance.
Many people who planned to take a look at other people's works to gain inspiration, or even more who just wanted to watch the excitement crowded in and praised them one after another.
Looking at Chuan Jingai on the other side, he and the staff were returning helplessly.
"no......"
"I really don't have the talent, so there's nothing I can do."
"I studied financial management in college, how can I know how to write haiku? Isn't this embarrassing!"
Even the photographer carrying the camera tried it, but the result still failed. Although this was reasonable, Chuan Jingai still looked unhappy. He crumpled the paper that had just been returned in his hand into a ball, and casually He threw it into the trash can nearby, looking a little unconvinced.
Baiyunshan couldn't help but said: "Do you really have to write a haiku honestly to get in? Not even for Sony's face?"
"Oh~ it's really not possible, but it's not that Sony can't do it, it's that we can't--"
Kawakage Ai sighed, scratched his head and whispered self-deprecatingly: "To put it bluntly, Sony Music Entertainment is just a branch of the many industries involved in Sony, and Nogizaka is just a smaller branch under this branch. It’s just a branch, and its proportion is far less than the former’s proportion in Sony.”
"In the past, with the reputation resources of the head office, basically all walks of life would still sell face. But now we have not been invited in advance and are not fully prepared. Secondly, we are facing a conflict between the government and those famous playwrights and artists. The activities held, especially the latter, are favored by the head office and Teacher Akimoto, but they may not be favored by us. To put it bluntly, if you are prepared in advance, even if you go to the city hall or county government building to hold an event, There is nothing wrong with the press conference, but here, there is nothing we can do, so this situation occurs——"
After hearing what he said, Baiyunshan probably understood. From this point of view, it is no different from what Mr. Suzuki said. If you want to get in, the only way is to follow the requirements honestly -
However, it seems that there is little hope.
"Baiyun Sang, you should try it too. You are the only one among us who has not tried it. You might be able to pass it in no time if you have a chance!"
After the explanation, Chuan Jingai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, glanced at the guy in front of him and made a suggestion.
Although there is not much hope, at least he has seen the other person's astonishing talents in the field of music. The arts are all connected. No one can say whether he will suddenly have some inspiration for haiku, right?
The little idols were also startled, and then looked excited, staring at him expectantly, wanting to see his performance, and whispering encouragement.
"Yes, Baiyun-sang, would you like to try it too?"
"I'd better forget it——"
Baiyunshan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Others didn't know it, but he didn't know it himself? I really don’t have any talent in this area, so there’s no need to try, and besides…
"It's useless even if I really pass. We are here to promote, not really to participate in this event. Even if I pass, I am the only one who can go in. What good will it do for publicity?" It’s better to just think about where to go next——”
Bai Yunshan's words came from the sincerity. The reason why he came here was because he thought that with Sony's resources and connections, it would be impossible to be turned away. However, he did not expect that he would actually meet such an anomaly. In this way, no matter how influential this event is, no matter how good the publicity effect is, it is useless. After all, if you can't even get in, what good will it do to you and your little idols?
"Alas! That's what you said -"
Chuan Jingai also felt that it made sense, so he could only sigh and nodded.
...
However, in the end, under the suggestion, Baiyunshan went over and gave it a try.
It’s not that he actually wrote a haiku and sent it over to see the results, the main thing is that he still didn’t give up. After all, this is such a rare opportunity. If he can complete a promotion for the young idols, it will be worth a lot of money and energy. It would be a pity to miss it like this, so I went over and took the other staff aside and started communicating.
The result was as expected, even Baiyun Mountain failed again.
Although he shamelessly moved out his cheap senior and Mr. Sakamoto in the end, the staff still politely apologized to him and told him no. Although those two people would most likely not have to write any haiku if they came here, but without an invitation, everything would have to be done according to the rules, and there was no way around it.
Especially in a social atmosphere like Neon, which is inherently rigid, it is even more difficult to achieve this step. Even Baiyun Mountain can't do anything about it.
Feeling a pity in his heart, Baiyunshan suddenly stopped and turned his head to glance, only to see the Suzuki father and daughter not far away. They seemed to be unable to go in. Mr. Suzuki shook his head just like himself, with a face full of regret. Withdrew.
Baiyunshan shook his head slightly. Even Mr. Suzuki, who was well prepared, could not pass. It seemed that he made the right choice by not going up and showing off his shame. It would be the same thing if he failed at that time. It would make people laugh if he exposed his poor skills. That's another thing. After all, it's always a good thing not to be embarrassed -
But at this glance, besides seeing the Suzuki father and daughter, he seemed to have discovered something else, and he suddenly froze on the spot.
Since it is a cultural center, there are always some exhibits on display inside, especially on the walls, which are always decorated with imitations of celebrities' works.
This time, since the required topic to enter was haiku, naturally there were lines of famous haiku in history hanging on the walls.
Lines of haiku are hung on the wall like paintings and calligraphy. The text on each line is placed so large that people can see it clearly, and it looks antique.
However, what surprised Baiyunshan was that in these sentences, he had never seen the haiku he was familiar with before! Occasionally there are historical celebrities he knows, but the haiku they recite are not the versions he knows, but other works that he has never heard of, or simply ancient poems from the Celestial Dynasty, which are so strange that people are shocked. !
This...could it be said that this is also one of the differences between the two worlds?
Baiyunshan looked at this scene in surprise, and then suddenly his eyes lit up. He thought of something. He changed his dejection before, and his expression immediately cheered up.
He quickly returned to the little idols and ordered: "Let's go, let's get ready and we can go in."
Everyone looked confused. They were silent for a few seconds before raising their heads and asking, "Baiyun Sang, what do you mean?"
"I said we can go in."
Baiyunshan repeated patiently, scratching his head and head, as if struggling to remember something, while writing words on the paper.
"Can we go in?"
The girls were shocked, and the surrounding staff and Kawakage Ai were also in disbelief. Immediately, one of the girls, Rina Ikoma, couldn't help but curiously asked: "But, Baiyun-san... didn't you say you don't?" Can you write haiku?”
"Yes, but I only said I couldn't do it, and I didn't say you couldn't--"
Baiyunshan answered calmly, and then gently put down the pen he had written.
The girls were stunned for a moment. Not to mention the poor academics like a certain Osaka pigeon, even Rena Ichirai who has better academic performance or Yumi Wakazuki who has good artistic talent dare not say that she will be able to do it at this time. Write a passing haiku. After all, this thing requires not only talent and inspiration, but also daily imitation practice to achieve success. How can it be written casually?
Baiyunshan didn't care that much. He pointed directly at a certain Osaka pigeon who was flinching and seemed not to want to be pointed out. He said loudly: "Nishino, you go first!"
Nishino Nanase's pretty face was confused, she stammered and held one arm, with a confused look on her face, and softly said in a soft voice: "But... Baiyun-san, I really can't write haiku - —”
Baiyunshan didn't care, he just smiled and put the note he had just written into her hand, and then smiled mysteriously.
"Who said you can't?"
