Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 412 Fans and a Safer Plan [4K3]

For most students, summer vacation is a time to waste.

——Of course, except for recent graduates.

Hojo Keiko was a staunch supporter of this belief.

A big part of the reason why she was willing to return to the countryside from Tokyo was to escape her nagging mother and father.

She has learned this word enough and she doesn't want to be bound by it during this rare long vacation.

Of course, apart from this reason, another reason was that she really missed her grandparents.

But she never expected that her grandparents, who were usually very easy to talk to, would be so persistent this time and forcibly "escort" her to the neighbor's house next door.

Four p.m.

"excuse me!"

After saying this somewhat reluctantly, Hojo Keiko changed into her indoor shoes at the entrance, pursed her lips, and walked into the living room of the Hamabe family with a bit of embarrassment.

Originally, it was her grandmother who should have brought her here, but after she was 'escorted' here, her grandmother suddenly received a phone call and went out.

Ugh.

After sighing in her heart, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the empty living room of the Hamabe family.

Like most houses built in rural areas, the decoration style of the living room of the Binbian family is no exception, with a classic country style.

The decoration of the living room looks quite old, but it is quite clean overall. You can tell at a glance that the people who live here clean very diligently.

but……

Hojo Keiko frowned and looked at the air conditioner in the living room with some surprise.

If she remembered correctly, this was the most expensive and most powerful wall-mounted flagship air conditioner sold last year, and its price was far higher than that of ordinary desktop air conditioners.

As for why she knew the price so well, the shopping street she often went to was full of advertisements for this air conditioner.

She retracted her gaze, sat on the sofa, took out her cell phone and started playing.

It's best if no one is around. Firstly, it saves her from embarrassment, and secondly, she can play with her phone comfortably.

It’s just that life loves to play bad jokes on people. Just as she was about to click on the link sent by her friend, footsteps came from behind her.

"Hojo?"

Ryoko Hamabe came into the living room carrying some cut fruits and greeted politely.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Hojo Keiko immediately put away her phone, put her hands on her legs, and responded seriously.

"Hamabe Ryoko, you can just call me Hamabe. Likewise, I will call you Hojo."

Ryoko Hamabe put the fruit plate on the table and said this with ease.

Thanks to her past part-time work experience and Ayana's training over this period of time, she has become more and more adept at handling the current situation.

I won't feel uncomfortable like before, or feel like something is wrong.

"Okay, Hamabe-san."

Hojo Keiko obediently added the suffix "sister".

Although she had some opinions and complaints in her mind before coming here, but now, after meeting Hamabe Ryoko in person, those opinions in her heart inexplicably diminished a lot.

She suddenly understood why her grandmother always mentioned Hamabe Ryoko.

Whether in terms of appearance or temperament, Hamabe Ryoko is indeed the most typical child of other people's families.

"I've already learned the specifics from my grandmother. Let's do a basic review first."

Ryoko Hamabe pulled her black hair behind her ears, then raised her eyebrows and looked towards the door.

"Yuu, could you please bring the book over here?"

"hai~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Watanabe Yu's response was heard from inside the room.

Thanks to the elderly neighbors who paid attention to this matter, the textbooks were brought over at around 2 o'clock.

Click.

Pushing open the door, Watanabe Yu came out holding the textbooks.

Hojo Keiko also subconsciously looked towards him.

next second.

She suddenly widened her eyes.

"Hello."

Watanabe Yu placed the textbook in front of Hojo Keiko, then nodded, greeted her, and then turned around and walked away without hesitation.

Ryoko said that in order to prevent him from becoming a love arsonist again, he had to stay in the guest room during the make-up class time.

Although he felt a little amused by such a statement, in order to avoid making someone jealous, he could only resolutely complete Lady Ryoko's "order".

"please wait a while!"

Without thinking too much, Hojo Keiko reflexively called out to him as he was about to leave.

"what happened?"

Watanabe Yu stopped, turned around, and looked at Hojo Keiko in front of him with some confusion.

This is the first time they meet, so there shouldn't be any so-called bloody plot.

"I, you, I... want to ask you a question!"

When their eyes met, Hojo Keiko suddenly started stuttering.

"please say."

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a second, then gave a helpless look to Ryoko beside him, then retracted his gaze and looked at Hojo Keiko again.

"…What's your name?"

After taking two or three deep breaths, Hojo Keiko finally plucked up the courage to ask this question.

"Watanabe Yuu."

To be honest, he almost couldn't help but say 'bokuwa', but he finally held back.

"Watanabe Yuu..." After repeating the name in a low voice, Hojo Keiko's beautiful eyes lit up, and then she asked the question very seriously and excitedly, "You are the resident singer, right?!"

During this period of time, she has been listening to the bar singer's music. She has listened to his song "First Love" dozens of times. Even before she came to "jail", she was still playing the song on repeat.

Who could have imagined the result?
She originally thought she would go to jail, but by chance she met the real boss.

"If you mean the Enoden Session, yes."

Watanabe Yu didn't intend to hide it and nodded very frankly.

At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Once these words are spoken, there is a high probability that someone will become jealous again.

"Well, can you sign an autograph for me? I just started following you recently, and your song "First Love" is really nice, but I think it's more suitable for a girl to sing it? Uh, I don't mean anything else, it's just..."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Hojo Keiko suddenly became incoherent.

"I see."

Watanabe Yu nodded, signaling her not to get excited and just speak slowly.

"So, can you give me an autograph? And I have two, no, three questions for you!"

Hojo Keiko took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress her excitement.

"As for this..." Watanabe Yu turned his head and winked at Hamabe Ryoko, "It's not my words that count. It's Ryoko's words that count."

"Hamabe-san!"

Without thinking too much, Hojo Keiko immediately looked at Hamabe Ryoko eagerly, her eyes as clear as they could be.

"Okay, but not when it comes to privacy issues, and you can only do it after you've finished your review." Hamabe Ryoko rolled her eyes at someone calmly.

But since this is a favor, Miss Ryoko should just accept it.
"A word is settled!"

"A word is settled!"

Looking at Hojo Keiko who suddenly became angry, Watanabe Yu felt inexplicably complicated.

Come to think of it, this was the first time he met a "fan" offline, and was it a fanatic one? Hmm? But it didn't seem that fanatic? At least the fan didn't do anything irrational.

For example, rushing up to hug, or even touching each other.

"Then let's start now."

Ryoko Hamabe gave Watanabe Yu a look that told him not to leave, then stood up and sat next to Hojo Keiko, opened the book and began to sort out today's knowledge points, or review.

*
Tokyo, Akiba Bookstore, inside the president's office.

Looking at the text displayed on the laptop, Beichen Ichiro fell into a brief contemplation.

He was not the kind of person who would hesitate after making a decision, and he was not worried that Watanabe Yu's new book would fail, but he was simply stumped about how to promote it.

He called a short meeting of editors yesterday afternoon.

The content is very simple, it is about how to promote Watanabe Yu's new book.

Some editors said that we should just follow the usual practice, mobilize resources, push traffic in an overwhelming manner, and then supplement it with some small gifts, such as Watanabe's autograph.

Considering Watanabe Yu's current popularity, this publicity strategy may be a bit old-fashioned, but it is definitely effective.

Some editors also said that such old-fashioned publicity and promotion, coupled with Watanabe Yu's transformation, is bound to arouse dissatisfaction among a considerable number of people in the industry. They may not immediately add insult to injury, but there will definitely be a wave of sarcasm.

You know, Watanabe has already offended some of the core authors in the industry.

This old-fashioned publicity and promotion model is digging an invisible pit.

Then, there were more and more suggestions and opinions, and more and more disputes.

The good news is that he has a lot of ideas, but the bad news is that so far, no plan is safe and most of them carry considerable risks.

Some risks are caused by someone acting too ostentatiously and bringing them upon themselves, while others are brought about by Akiba Bookstore.

In short, it’s a headache.

Boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door, and Beichen Ichiro said "come in" without even raising his head.

Click.

The door was pushed open and Kuriyama Akie walked in holding a pile of documents. She had obvious dark circles under her eyes.

Apparently, she stayed up late again yesterday.

"President, I have completed the promotion plan for Watanabe's new book!"

After pushing the door with her back and closing it, Kuriyama Akiie walked to the desk and placed her plan on the table.

She didn't sleep all night for this project.

Including the nap she just took, she had only slept for a little over an hour since the meeting yesterday afternoon.

One hour and twenty minutes to be exact.

"Okay, let me take a look. Please sit down first. Also, is this really okay with you?"

Beichen Ichiro took the plan and asked with some concern.

He was really afraid that Kuriyama Akiie would suddenly collapse or something.

"no problem."

Kuriyama Akie shook her head and stood up straight.

The more than one-hour nap she took had already taken effect, and she drank a large cup of coffee after waking up. Putting aside the physical fatigue, she claimed that she was still very active mentally.

"You sit down first."

Beichen Ichiro waved his hand, then looked carefully at the project plan she brought.

He actually had a feeling when they were in the meeting yesterday. With Kuriyama Akiie's personality, if there was no result, she would definitely work overtime to come up with a specific and feasible plan.

After all, in her words, she is the first person in charge of Watanabe Yu.

She is his editor.

It is reasonable and logical that we should consider her opinions more when it comes to how to promote the product.

After all, she is the only designated middleman who stands on both the side of Watanabe Yu and the side of Akiba Book Company.

"Hai!"

This time, Kuriyama Akiie did not refuse, but sat on the sofa in the reception room and waited quietly.

As the soft leather sofa wrapped around her, her eyelids began to twitch again unconsciously.

It’s okay to move after staying up late, but if you don’t move or feel a little comfortable, the drowsiness will surge up like a tide, torturing your nerves wave after wave.

“Just do some simple promotion in the early stages?”

After briefly flipping through it, Ichiro Kitano raised his eyebrows and looked at Akiie Kuriyama with some confusion.

Theoretically speaking, every publishing house's 'pillar', the new book, should be promoted vigorously.

Because this is not only related to the performance of the "pillar", but also directly related to the publishing house's position in the industry.

They complement each other, that's basically the case.

"Yes." Kuriyama Akiie nodded, "Because this time Watanabe is transforming from the original physical book model to the serialized model, the more he exaggerates at the beginning, the more likely it is to cause a backlash.

"After all, people are born with a bit of a rebellious streak. If you say too much, naturally a bunch of people will use a magnifying glass to find fault with you.

“This is exactly the problem with serialized books. Because the content is not perfect, it will cause a large number of people to take it out of context, not to mention the rhythm, and it will also fan the flames and stir up people’s emotions.

"It's even more common to receive letters asking the author to change the ending.

"But we don't need to worry about this. On the contrary, it's the opposite. After all, Watanabe is quite stubborn in this regard."

Previously, when she was working on "Norwegian Wood", she also tactfully mentioned that whether the ending of the story could be better, or leave people with some thoughts.

But Watanabe Yu bluntly refused. His original words were that the ending was decided when he wrote the first word, and it was a bit outrageous to change it at the end.

"That's true."

Hearing this, Beichen Ichiro smiled and nodded.

"In short, what you mean is that heavy publicity will be as bad as overdoing it, and will make people keep thinking about it."

He coughed lightly and uttered this sentence.

"Yes, but to be honest, with Watanabe's current popularity, even if the promotion is normal, people will still be thinking about him."

Kuriyama Akiie sighed.

Strictly speaking, the trouble that Watanabe Yu got into when he went to that party was not a big one. As long as there were no problems with his work, there was nothing those people could do even if they hated him so much.

But on the other hand, whenever there is a problem, even a minor one, those people will take advantage of it.

There may not be sharp criticism, but there will definitely be overt praise and covert criticism, and they will be severe.

"There's nothing we can do about it." Beichen Ichiro paused, "Then there's the subsequent promotion and marketing. Your idea is to increase it or maintain the status quo based on the situation."

To be honest, his initial idea was to increase the intensity and then let the snowball roll. No matter whether the voice of discussion was good or bad, as long as there was voice, there would be discussion, and if there was discussion, there would be attention.

To put it simply, don’t worry about anything else, just promote it first.

But this was just an extremely impulsive thought that he had when he was taking a shower last night without considering anything else.

"Yes."

Kuriyama Akiie nodded, sat up straight, and told her thoughts in detail.

In this way, in her narration, a more complete and more secure plan was unfolded.

(End of this chapter)