Chapter 15: The Road of Comedian... Ends?

  Zhou Xiaoben thought that meeting with Uncle Inoue would be at the theater, but after a round of communication, Zhou Xiaoben discovered that Uncle Inoue was actually near his own home.

  Zhou Xiao, who had just gone out, didn't have to make much effort to find Uncle Jing, who lived near his home.

  "Uncle Inoue, the phone call just now was just a joke. I've also had some income these past few days, so let me treat you to lunch later, but don't order anything over 1,000 yuan, or I won't be able to afford it." Zhou Xiao said as soon as he saw Uncle Inoue.

  "No...no...don't bother..." Inoue refused.

  "Why? Uncle Inoue, you said so many things to help me in the theater, I've been remembering them all along! I'm not a person who forgets kindness and betrays trust!" Zhou Xiao said.

  "Because... Zhou Xiao, I came looking for you with other matters!" Inoue said.

  "Oh? What's up? Is it about tomorrow's performance?" Zhou Xiao asked.

  "I... *sigh*..." Inoue let out a long sigh and finally spoke about the events of the past few days.

  I'm a pervert. This joke is of extremely high level, which can be seen from the thunderous applause and cheers that almost shook the roof after the performance that day.

  However, this also made Sakaguchi, who was originally jealous and worried that Zhou Xiao would surpass him and even make himself lose his job, more determined to drive Zhou Xiao away!

  An old artist who has been in the industry for ten years wants to drive away a young artist who has just debuted for half a year? This kind of thing is simple...just like eating and sleeping.

  After slandering Zhou Xiao with the boss of the theater, Sakaguchi not only successfully drove Zhou Xiao away but also gained even greater benefits!

  The boss of the theater even drove Uncle Ikegami out of the theater!

  After hearing this news, Zhou Xiao was shocked and his mouth opened wide. Was even Uncle Jing being laid off?

  It can be said that the consequences of being fired from a well are more terrifying than Zhou Xiao's dismissal. Zhou Xiao is only 18 years old and has plenty of time to waste, and he is alone, so to speak, one person eats enough and the whole family doesn't go hungry. Even if he earns less than 100,000 yen per month, he can barely make a living in Tokyo.

  But what about Mr. Inoue? He has children and a wife, Japanese women, especially middle-aged women like Mrs. Inoue, are professional housewives, if Mr. Inoue, as the sole breadwinner, cannot bring back at least 300,000 yen to his family every month... Even if clothes can be guaranteed, what about the mortgage of tens of thousands of yen for the house? What about the various expenses needed for children's education?

  "I'm in big trouble now..." Zhou Xiao said, patting her forehead which was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat.

  "Hmm... I didn't expect that either, he has such a big influence on the boss." Inoue-san said helplessly.

  "No way, I'll go ask them! I won't do it, but Uncle Inoue, you can't lose this job!" Zhou Xiao said as he stood up.

  "Don't...don't go, it's no use!" Inoue hastily got up and pulled Zhou Xiao back.

  "What's wrong? Have you disturbed them?" Zhou Xiao said.

  "How could it be a hindrance, the theater owner wouldn't possibly fire me just because of one sentence from Sakaguchi, he must have had his eye on me for a while now, this time's incident was just an excuse."

  "This... Ah! Uncle Inoue! You've really helped me a lot. When I first started doing comedy, it was you who took me in and allowed me to at least stick with it when I couldn't find my way. And during the performances, you also spoke up for me many times! Right now, I'm very poor, but believe me, I'll definitely make it big! At that time, I won't let you down! If you want to work, I'll give you work; if you don't want to work, I'll support you for the rest of your life!"

  Zhou Xiao said this... actually isn't very suitable, don't forget, previously at the theater, Inoue was his superior while he was just an ordinary small artist, but who let him be Zhou Xiao, who let him... have a brain full of unspeakable yet priceless treasures, so he would have the nerve to say something like this.

  "Don't say that, I didn't help you at all... I kept you on stage because I thought you had potential, and speaking up for you in front of Sakaguchi... actually, I didn't even do anything to help you, otherwise I would have replaced you during the performance that day. Sakaguchi's influence is not something I can match, so that day, I didn't really do anything..." said Inoue.

  "You've done so much already!" said Zhou Xiao.

  "And besides, you also lost your job because of me, just this point alone is worth my promise!"

  "What does this mean? Have you already found a way to make money?" Inoue asked.

  "I haven't earned much yet, but I'm doing a lot of things, such as writing and posting articles that can make money, and singing! I've written several songs and go out to sing every day. Although I don't earn much now, I believe there will be people who appreciate it!"

  There is one thing that has always puzzled Zhou Xiao, the songs he chooses to adapt are all masterpieces, AKB48's songs may be slightly inferior in terms of music quality, but they are definitely catchy and easy to sing along to. The other good-sounding and high-quality songs are also all masterpieces, so why can't they get enough attention from listeners?

  "Zhou... Zhou Xiao ah, you..." Inoue heard Zhou Xiao's words but didn't seem very excited. Instead, he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

  "What's wrong?"

  "You're doing so much... aren't you getting a bit... too big for your britches?" said Inoue.

  Looking at Uncle Inoue's furrowed brow, Zhou Xiao suddenly realized that this wasn't strange, it was just that his current behavior was too hard to believe. There was no way around it, a guy who hadn't even turned 20 yet, who had only said he wanted to be a comedian for less than half a year, and now he's going to try his hand at literary creation, and even writing songs to sell on the street. Any slightly rational person probably wouldn't think this guy could do all these things well. A normal person's energy is limited, wanting to do everything would inevitably lead to failure in everything, and Inoue, who was already middle-aged, understood this point.

  "I... Alas, you won't believe what I'm going to say. Come on, go to my home, listen to my songs and flip through them!" Zhou Xiao said as he stood up.

  "I don't have much experience with these things," said Uncle Inoue.

  "It doesn't matter if you don't have experience, people always have the ability to appreciate good things, I believe you will definitely like it." Zhou Xiao said while pulling along with Inoue as they walked.

  Zhou Xiao brought Ikeda back to his own small hut. As for Zhou Xiao's living room, Ikeda wasn't very surprised. Unless they were doing well, most Japanese people lived in this kind of small room before getting married. The kind of thing where someone who had only worked for a few years was living in a spotless big room that had been cleaned, basically only appeared in TV dramas.

  After entering the house, Zhou Xiao first handed over what she had already written to Inoue.

  Due to her age, Zhou Xiao chose "Meteor Garden" as her first drama.

  In the works of Keikaku, Suspect X and Shinzan are both adult fiction, while Meteor is also for adults but much younger compared to the former two. The reasoning in it isn't very complicated either, so it's normal that an 18-year-old wrote it.

  Because he had to use Japanese and change the tone and format of his writing, and also write it out stroke by stroke with a pen, Zhou Xiao couldn't write quickly at all. Forget about 10,000 words in one day, even 5,000 words were quite difficult. He had no choice but to spend every night in his room under the dim yellow light, watching TV while typing away. In these few days, he managed to produce around 30,000 words of content, just a beginning, but Zhou Xiao felt that at least it showed some of his abilities.

  The 30,000-word book was still quite easy to read, and Inoue flipped through it quickly and finished the beginning part.

  "Really... is this yours?" Inoue asked, closing his eyes.

  "That's right, guaranteed genuine!" Zhou Xiao patted his chest and said.

  "That's strange..." said Inoue Michi.

  "What's strange?" asked Zhou Xiao.

  "The writing is particularly mature and doesn't seem like it was written by an 18-year-old young person, but rather someone in their middle age," Inoue said.

  "You... didn't you just say you don't quite understand?" Zhou Xiao couldn't help but ask.