At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Now, Su Che understood.

"Look, I'm like crumbs."

"There was also love that gushed out."

"Whenever I feel that slightly warm body temperature"

"I just want you to take off my uniform"...

The girl seemed to be singing about herself.

For a songstress's emotions to be truly conveyed,

You have to put yourself into the lyrics.

Without a doubt, An Qing basically achieved this.

She was whispering to herself through the lyrics.

They say things that can't be said directly at home, face-to-face, through casual conversation or whispering.

-

"Ah, you're like crumbs too."

"My heart has pounded and throbbed before."

"Every time I offer my face to you, my cheeks are flushed pink."

"I want to sing praises of happiness with you"...

"Look, I think I'm not doing well anymore."

"The love that's been slowly leaking out is about to dry up."

They exchanged warm kisses.

"The uniform has been removed."

……

The song is coming to an end.

The audience members hadn't intended to listen to the team's performance seriously.

But An Qing performed at 200% of her potential.

An exceptional performance, a deeply moving rendition.

To be fair, they do have the ability to compete on equal footing with their idol, Chuchu.

Unfortunately, it's still too difficult to beat Chuchu.

"She has a great singing voice and high potential. But I always feel like something's not quite right."

"Yeah, I think so too."

The audience began to judge.

An industry insider commented with a critical eye:

"The guitar is amazing, the bass is very steady, the keyboard is almost godlike, and the drums are at an advanced level. It's a pity that the musicians in this band seem to be playing their own thing."

"Huh? Are you saying the rhythm is off?"

"No, the rhythm is even perfect."

"What does that mean?"

-

"Hearts are separated by hearts."

Suddenly, from deep within the crowd, a man's regretful voice rang out.

"It would be even better if they could blend together a bit more."

He said.

"Teacher, I don't want them to interact with him anymore."

"What's wrong? Miya, are you jealous?"

"...No. I just...can't stand it."

"Isn't disliking something just jealousy?"

"No! I just can't stand it...!"

"what."

The man chuckled and began to speak in the tone of someone who had been through it all:

"You have to understand that the most outstanding people will never lack the attention of the opposite sex. This is the basic logic of society."

"I know……"

"In this situation, the average girl is thinking about how to compete with them and how to get his attention."

"Yes... but I just can't beat them..."

Miya pursed her lips and stole glances at Yu tide's beauty and Gu Zhi's figure.

"No, you're wrong."

"...Huh?"

"Do you remember when I told you to practice the piano diligently?"

"remember."

Miya said uncertainly, "Even if I play the piano to the best of my ability, I know I can't touch his heart. I'm not a child anymore."

"Incorrect."

The man smiled and retorted, "When did I ask you to win his heart by playing the piano?"

"So, what does the teacher mean...?"

"I remember telling you a long time ago, just focus on playing the piano and don't worry about anything else. I'll take care of everything else in the future."

"That's what they say, but what does it have to do with him..."

Miya's voice faded.

The man smiled mysteriously.

He raised his hand and pointed to the fiercely competing girls on the stage—

"What you want is exactly what I want to give you. So, I can skip the whole process and feed you the result directly. Do you understand what I mean?"

"?! What...what does that mean...could it be..."

The girl opened her eyes wide and turned to look at the man in black beside her.

“Miya, I’ll say it again—”

Practice the piano diligently, and you'll have everything.

……

……

Chapter 151 Cats Chasing the Sun: Truth or Dare

"Silver Travel!"

"Chuchu! Chuchu!"

"The colorful performance was certainly wonderful, but our Chu Chu is finally going to take the stage!"

"Mmm mmm hmm hmm hmm ah ah ah ah mmm ah—!"

An audience member suddenly fell seriously ill.

The "Silver Travel" on the stage is ready.

Their team was interesting; the first to come up were four other teammates—guitarist, bassist, drummer, and keyboardist.

The four girls were all about the same height, but each of them was about half a head taller than Bai Chu.

Bai Chu is only 1.55 meters tall, while the others are at least 165 meters tall, which creates a sense of contrast, as if it were deliberately created by someone behind the scenes.

The group adjusted the equipment at top speed, almost with military-level efficiency, clearly indicating they had received excellent training.

"Teacher, aren't we leaving? Che's band has finished their performance, and we don't want to watch anyone else's."

"You can watch this team for a while; you might find something useful."

The mysterious man in black took out a windproof lighter from his pocket and said as always, "I'm going outside for a smoke."

"okay."

Miya had no idea who Silver Journey was. Judging from the stage, all four musicians were dressed in black and wore black masks, their instrument labels were removed, and they looked like support musicians who did not belong to this band.

It wasn't until Bai Chu stepped onto the stage that she narrowed her eyes and noticed something amiss.

"She's so tiny...and her hair is soft, light purple, so cute."

The lead singer of tonight's headlining band, Mingming, simply walked from the audience onto the stage.

But this one move was enough to elicit an amazing roar from the audience.

"Aaaaaah—! Chuchu! Chuchu—!"

"I scored high in the preliminary round—!!"

"Beautiful! Beautiful! The pinnacle of beauty!"

"Take me away, Chu Chu, take me with you! Ahhhhhh!"...

"?"

Miya sighed inwardly, no wonder the teacher left first.

The kitten has already grasped his foresight.