Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

In fact, the idea of ​​evaluating new bands is not popular with the audience. A new band is like an unknown cake. You never know whether you will get chocolate or shit after cutting the cake.

If you're lucky, you might run into a future star band, hear their debut performance, and get their autograph. But that's rare; most of the time, you'll spend a fortune to listen to a performance, only to find that the other party's performance is either messy, the performance is haphazard, or everyone is doing their own thing without coordination.

Therefore, there are usually not many audience members participating in the new band assessment. A pub that usually has more than 300 customers will only have a few dozen people on this fixed assessment date.

They held their personal dashboards and chatted with each other. They didn't really care about the band assessment that would follow. Even though they would be the ones who decided whether the band could form, they still liked the band assessment tickets, which were only one-sixth of the normal price.

Cheap, and comes with free drinks.

Today's drinks are particularly delicious.

A blonde woman wiped her wine glass behind the bar not far away. A cold and beautiful woman, she wore no expression, giving off an air of "keep away from strangers." But those who knew her knew that Xingge was nervous about her sister's upcoming performance, but she just didn't want to show it.

As the stage setting and sound and light control, the gentle black-haired woman pushed open the bar, came to Xingge's side, and asked with a smile:

"Nervous?"

"Who's nervous?"

Xingge angrily knocked down the woman's hand on his shoulder and said sternly, "If the performance isn't good, we'll disband. If you don't have the ability, you can't start a band. If you have the ability, everything will go smoothly. What's the point of me being nervous?"

"Yeah~"

Pressed against Xingge's body, the tenderness of the woman's bust made Xingge feel a little unnatural. She looked at Xingge with a smile and said angrily, "Then why do you wipe a cup twelve times?"

"Don't say it!"

Xingge shuddered for a moment, then said angrily, "Go debug the equipment! Don't let them blame my equipment if they fail!"

"I understand, I understand~"

The sound engineer still had a gentle smile on her face, her slightly narrowed eyes tinged with mystery. She took a step back and then whispered, "Do you want to add some adaptive reverb for my sisters?"

"No."

His expression suddenly grew serious, and Xingge said solemnly, "Don't help them. The band isn't a place for children to play house. If they fail, they should hold their heads high and swallow it. External help will only make them lose their fear."

"Okay, okay~ I'm just saying it casually."

The sound engineer leaned against the bar, his heart weighing heavily on his shoulders. He asked with a smile, "Then why does our dear manager personally adjust the drinks? The last time he did that was half a year ago."

"It's just that the bartender is not feeling well and has asked for leave."

Xingge said stiffly.

"me?"

The bartender who was mopping the floor pointed at himself in confusion.

In the backstage, Yang Xia circled around Wen Liang as if she was patrolling her territory, her cute and beautiful face full of anxiety.

"rest assured."

Wen Liang couldn't help but said, "Lan Ling is not someone like me who doesn't know how to be reliable. She will definitely not be late."

"You know you're clueless."

Gently tapping Wen Liang's forehead, Yang Xia said with some distress, "I'm just worried... can our Lady Gehenyin really play it? I'm not saying she can't, I mean... does she think highly of it?"

"rest assured."

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Although Lan Ling always has a hard expression like your sister, she is a very gentle person. As long as she can ensure her own safety and survival rate, she will be very gentle to others."

Wait a minute, what does it mean to ensure life safety and survival rate?

Isn't she in the band?

"Trust the little tabby."

Lai Xiyang, who was standing by, smiled brightly and said, "Her songs will surely please Lord Henyin. Believe in little Yili, she is the pride of our Yangyu!"

"Yes."

Wen Liang nodded and said, "Yang Xia, you just worry too much. Lan Ling and Xiao Lihua are both very reliable people. There will be no problem."

"But I always feel a little uneasy."

Yang Xia looked at the black curtain not far away with some worry. Outside the black curtain was the stage where she was going to perform.

"right here."

Pushing open the door of the pub, the first thing you see is the band stage not far away. Around it, individual customers gather in pairs, holding free drinks and chatting with each other.

The Yangyu Tavern has a unique layout. There aren't many seats, just a few tables besides a circular bar. However, in front of the stage, there's a standing or sitting area. The tavern's overall style is cool, but the warm lighting creates a soothing atmosphere.

Bai Dongdong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sign indicating the show had not started yet and the clock counting down to ten minutes.

"Caught up."

Lan Ling nodded and said thankfully, "Luckily, you're here, Dongdong. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to plan such a perfect route."

In just one minute, Bai Dongdong hacked into the city government's Urban Planning Bureau and found the shortest and fastest route. If it weren't for Bai Dongdong, Lan Ling would probably have to rely on a fast-flying tavern to find the tavern.

"welcome."

Just then, a woman's voice came from behind the bar. "A ticket to the band assessment costs one credit point, and comes with three free drinks. Today's reserve band is the closing band, and they're pretty good. Wanna come and listen?"

Following the sound, Lan Ling saw the blonde woman. She walked up to her and said, "I'm the guitarist for the band End. Where is backstage?"

"what?"

After being stunned for a moment, Xingge blinked and saw the appearance of the person in front of him through the slightly dim light.

"You are!"

Just as she was about to say the name, Lan Ling put her finger on her lower lip and whispered, "Don't tell anyone. I will wear a mask on stage, otherwise it will have a bad impact."

"I didn't expect that the savior Wen Liang mentioned was you..."

Xingge's expression was somewhat complicated. She opened her mouth and said, "Your skills are amazing. Is this really suitable?"

"Without guitars, the band can't function properly."

Lan Ling said calmly, "Now is not the time to worry about these things. Don't worry, I will let her go, and I will also give your band's guitarist some guidance. At least she won't reveal herself in the next performance."

Xingge opened her mouth, and a conflicted emotion appeared in her eyes.

It was her...

But according to her, the band assessment will definitely be successful, which goes against my original intention.

But if she is not allowed to perform, Yang Xia's band will...

"No way~"

At this moment, a young girl's voice, slightly indifferent, rang out. She stood at the door of the tavern, blocking out the light, and said indifferently:

"Do you think your value is only reflected by being a reserve band?"

"Lan Ling."

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, a strange look appearing on Lan Ling's face.

"I didn't expect you to come in person."

Turning around, his eyes appeared to the superior blue-haired girl. Her king-like temperament and luxurious clothes all showed her extraordinary status.

"Qian Ling Xianglan."

Bai Dongdong on the side took a step back and held Lan Ling to his chest.

Chapter 185: Bird Looking for a Cage (Two in One)

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

When Qian Ling Xianglan appeared, most of the people in the tavern were attracted. But she just waved her hand lightly, and these people seemed to ignore her. They just looked at the door and the surroundings blankly, and then continued their conversation.

Permission dog.

Folding her arms, she slowly walked into the Yangyu Tavern. Qian Lingxianglan's azure eyes were filled with disdain and sorrow. She stood side by side with Lan Ling, her gaze fixed on the circular stage not far away. She said indifferently, "Even such a small, cramped, and ugly stage, you are so eager. It's really disappointing, Hate Yin."

"you!"

Hearing his beloved tavern being insulted like this, Xingge was instantly furious. Just as he was about to say something, he was covered his mouth by the solemn-looking sound engineer beside him.

The black-haired woman shook her head at Xingge, a pleading look in her eyes.

Xingge was stunned for a moment, then she pursed her lips and didn't say the rest.

As if it was just a minor episode, Qian Ling Xianglan didn't care about Xingge's anger at all, or rather, she didn't take Xingge seriously at all.

Here, she could only see Lan Ling, that was all.

“We’ve also performed on small stages.”

Lan Ling sighed. She just raised her head and looked at Qian Ling Xianglan, without much other emotion in her eyes. "You were even more excited than I was at that time."

"Dwelling on the past? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"

After a cold laugh, Qian Ling Xianglan said indifferently, "With your current status, any high-level band would open its doors to you. Even the hottest band right now, Frenzy Beat, would invite you to be the lead guitarist. Yet, you gave up your own talent and ability, and put everything you've accumulated into a small band assessment. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Look, I told you my bandmates are stupid. This is a classic example."

Lan Ling, a gentle but mean-spirited person.

It's just that he usually covers up his bad mouth with cold gentleness.

This sentence immediately made Qian Ling Xianglan, who was originally calm and composed, anxious.

"Lanling, you're still as speechless as ever!"

She stamped her foot vigorously and said angrily, "I'm telling you, I won't allow you to degenerate! You will never participate in a performance that lowers your value and your life!"

"Are you my mother?"

Lan Ling asked calmly.

Qian Ling Xianglan was stunned and frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"I wasn't your fault, it's none of your business."

Lan Ling tugged at her guitar cassette tape, a hint of rage emerging on her face. She stared intently at Qian Ling Xianglan and said in a deep voice, "If you're capable of being my mother, I'll have nothing to say. But what are you talking to me about now? A team-breaking demon? Or a team-building cornerstone?"

Xianglan was stunned. Clearly, she hadn't expected Lanling to be so blunt. But she quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Lanling, there's no need to provoke me. I'm not the same person I used to be."

"I came here to invite you."