Joker's Band Game Story

Joker's Band Game Story

Author: Jiushijiu

Summary:

People who have been in a band all their lives come to a world that is like heaven - a world where people all love music.

What kind of love elements will Amamiya Ren, a band mercenary who works for at least 50 bands, encounter with other bands during the release of the game, and how should he act to avoid the occurrence of the gravity field?

What kind of interesting sparks will be created by the collision between band members of different bands?

After an interview, a certain 'bassist's lover', 'the guy with two instruments', 'the band's mercenary king', 'the fox who is suspected of seducing many girls', 'the strategist who has composed more than a hundred songs', and 'the manipulator behind the band' said that his titles were greatly exaggerated.

But many people remain skeptical about this, after all, the content of some titles does match the requirements.

"No, at least I have to admit one thing, I am not a fox, but a serious person."

Amamiya Ren, who was pinned to the ground by the heavy girls and unable to get up, said this. These were his last words before he was dragged into the basement.

PS: (This game contains some ooc content. Yes, I'm talking about you, Hen Card Episode 7)

The end of crychic

Chapter 1 Why don't you just disband?

It's a thunderstorm, it's a thunderstorm again.

On a thunderstorm evening, everyone in the room was as silent as death, staring at the keyboard player sitting at his seat.

The four people had different expressions. The guitarist stared at the other person blankly without saying a word. She was like a puppet, not responding to the keyboard player's words at all, just staring at him.

The lead singer tightly grasped the microphone in her hand, and her voice seemed to be suppressed by her throat, and only a trace of sound could be heard. She seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't say anything. She just lowered her head, knowing what her performance had been like all along, and it was simply terrible.

The bassist opened her mouth, trying to say something, but couldn't. She collapsed on the ground, unable to say anything, tears gradually flowed from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to say something, but every time she opened and closed her mouth, she couldn't say a word.

Only the drummer was staring at the keyboard player, seeming to suppress the anger in her heart, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Say it again?!"

She seemed to be unable to control her anger, and the drumstick in her hand made a creaking sound, as if she was going to break it in the next second.

But even so, the keyboard player was still talking. He did not stop talking, but went a step further and made every word more heart-wrenching.

"Say it once, say it ten times. How long have I been in this band? Two weeks? During these two weeks, when was there a single practice session where you were in the right state?"

The keyboard player stood up. He was wearing a black school uniform and touched his glasses to prevent them from falling off. He looked around at the four people and repeated what he said at the beginning: "If your state has always been like this, then you might as well disband. A band that has lost its soul, why continue to maintain it?"

"Dismissed..."

When this word appeared in front of everyone, everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble.

This was the first time they heard this word. Before this, they had only heard the word "quit".

Disband the band, disband this band that makes everyone happy, disband this band that is full of memories for everyone.

How can this be? !

When the drummer heard the keyboard player's words, his drumsticks almost fell to the ground.

She looked at the keyboard player, the anger in her eyes growing even more intense.

"You actually said to disband... How dare you, an outsider who knows nothing, say to disband?!"

She made a loud "tsk" sound, as if she was disgusted with the keyboard player. She didn't expect that the keyboard player she hired was so disgusting, and could say such a thing without knowing anything.

"That's right. As an amateur band, you can't even feel happy from the bottom of your heart. I really don't know..."

But the keyboard player seemed unaware of what the other person was thinking and kept talking about disbanding.

In his opinion, there is no need to re-form this band.

A band is either a group of people who make money, or a group of people who play music. No matter which path they take, it has to be pure.

But this group of people is not pure at all. Although he is a temporary worker who came here to help, he has seen through it all during the three band practices in the past two weeks.

The person that I replaced should be the soul of this team. Perhaps it was she who formed this team, and perhaps only she could lead this team.

Her departure also threw everything into complete chaos, and everyone's flaws were exposed.

He looked around at the four people. The bassist had no passion at all. As the soul of the band, he was as mechanical and stiff as a dead puppet.

The lead singer, forget about singing, couldn't even utter the lyrics, couldn't utter a single word when he opened his mouth.

The guitarist made at least three mistakes in every performance, and these mistakes were all quite low-level mistakes, which could only mean one thing - she was not playing seriously at all.

As for the drummer, although she had the least problems in her own performance, she was also the one who put the most pressure on the team. During the review after each performance, she kept talking about everyone's mistakes over and over again, but she never said how to correct them, and just kept putting pressure on her teammates.

So why should we continue to carefully maintain a group that is on the verge of breaking up?

"What do you know? What do you know!"

The drummer yelled at the keyboard player again, with tears in her eyes: "I didn't invite you here to make fun of me!"

"But you guys are a joke here."

The boy's indifferent words made everyone even quieter, and his merciless words penetrated everyone present.

Crack~ Thunder rumbled outside, and the rolling thunder seemed to represent everyone's inner feelings. The heavy rain outside was still falling, without stopping at all.

But the cold outside was not as cold as the temperature in the room, and even colder than the keyboard player's cold mouth.

"If you are here just for this keyboard player, then when this keyboard player leaves, you should disband instead of continuing to struggle here. Every time you get together, you are just wasting time and you can't even lick each other's wounds."

Yes, they did not move forward or backward after the keyboard player left, they just kept marking time, deceiving themselves into thinking that they were still moving forward.

He was tired of this kind of playing house. It was not music at all, not rock and roll at all, and certainly not happy at all.

After saying this, he looked at the drummer and lowered his head completely. He also sighed helplessly, slowly stood up and put away the instrument.

"I won't charge you for today. I will return all the money I collected in a few days. I would rather you disband now than hire another keyboard player."

Perhaps disbanding is the only way out. Although escaping is shameful, it is useful.

He was not familiar with this group of people, and the drummer only invited him because he was relatively famous in this circle, so he did not care about anyone's face and coldly tore off this illusion completely.

"Who are you looking down upon..."

The drummer said this with gritted teeth. She didn't expect the other party to actually return all the money they received.

Who are they looking down on? Do they really need this little money?

"No, I only serve the band. This time I made a mistake and didn't realize that you are not a band at all."

The boy opened the door and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he left a last word: "After all, I have to consider my reputation. Playing house is not within the scope of my fees."

boom!

The door closed quickly, as if cutting off everything, and plunged into darkness.

"call!"

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and the boy was stunned for several seconds before he let out a long sigh of relief.

"What a strange dream."

The boy rubbed his head to wake himself up from the dream. The dream was a little too real, so real that he felt as if he was experiencing it again.

"Why am I dreaming about something that happened a few months ago again? That's terrible."

The boy couldn't help but sigh, patted his face, picked up the alarm clock from the table and looked at the time.

It's already 6:58 and it's time to get up. The alarm will ring in two minutes.

Yawning, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and wiping his face with a towel, he looked at his face again.

Does this count as living life again?

Looking at his extremely young face, the boy put on the black-framed glasses he had kept in his pocket to cover up his handsomeness.

"I wish I was this handsome in my previous life."

After muttering something to himself, he prepared to change his clothes and go to school.

His name is Amamiya Ren, at least in this life. He can no longer remember some things from his previous life, such as his name.

I lived quite long in my previous life, probably into my fifties... Playing in a band at this age is not bad, and although I have never been very popular, I have enough food and clothing. If I have to say one of the few regrets, it is... I am deadly from being single.

It is said that rock musicians smoke, drink and play with women, but in the end he never started a family, which made him feel a little sad.

"Before, it was difficult to go to school. Now I finally go to school, but I didn't expect that I would have to play music. It's really..."

After changing into the clothes of Shujin Music Academy, Amamiya Ren couldn't help but sigh. He really didn't expect that he would come to such a strange world.

Everyone in this world has a high level of musical literacy, or in other words, everyone in the world is playing music. Writing songs and lyrics, or even starting a band, can be said to be quite interesting.

For a musician (self-proclaimed), it might be a very happy thing to be born in such a country in the next life. Music is what I am best at, and it is not a problem to make a living with this skill in this world.

He put on his schoolbag and walked out of the house. He looked back at his two-story villa and never thought that he would become a wealthy man one day.

Although he didn't know why he always felt that Amamiya Ren shouldn't live in such a place, he still quite liked this kind of place.

There weren't many memories left from his previous life, and what he remembered the most were the contents related to music, which he considered to be a great blessing. As long as he could still remember these, it would be fine, as he needed these things in this life.

I bought a sandwich on the road and hummed a song while eating it. This behavior is very common in this world. Among ten people I met on the road, six would hum while walking, and three of the remaining four would listen to music with headphones.

This may be the paradise of music. Everyone likes to listen to music. It’s so happy.

"Good morning~" "Good morning."

When she arrived in the classroom, Amamiya Ren greeted the other classmates. After that, she sat in her seat and watched the other classmates chatting about all kinds of things.

"Hey, Lian-jun, did you collect the gaming helmet?"

At this time, a beautiful blonde girl sitting in the front row suddenly turned her head and asked Amamiya Ren. When asked this, Amamiya Ren couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Gao Juan Xing is his classmate and can be considered a child from a half-musical family.

Her father is a fashion designer and her mother is a performer. She always wears clothes designed by her husband when she performs on stage. It can be said that this model couple is quite famous abroad and they always participate in various activities in various countries.

The gaming helmet mentioned by Takamaki An is a holographic game recently recommended by many countries - Goddess Band Record. It is said that in this game, you can experience the most realistic band performance. Even if you don't have enough money to buy expensive musical instruments, you can still experience enough feel in the game.

But when it comes to this helmet, Amamiya Lian couldn't help but shake her head: "I haven't received it yet."

Since it is fully recommended by the country, there are naturally various promotional activities. Now that the game has just been launched not long ago, many families in China have bought such a helmet for their children, and the Amemiya family is no exception.

Although his parents work and travel away from home all year round, they have not forgotten their son and spent money to buy him a helmet for him to play with.

"Eh? But the helmet should have been received by Saturday, right? You haven't logged into the game in the past two days, have you?"

Gao Juan Xing couldn't help but be surprised. She didn't expect that Amamiya Ren would suffer such a big loss.

But Amamiya Lian just waved her hand and said, "This isn't a game of fighting strength. It's no problem to enter a few days later. Or... maybe it's better to enter a few days later."

Amamiya Ren absolutely did not believe that this game was just a simple game of playing house. With so many advertisements and promotions before, he already knew what this game was like.

It would be better to learn more about this game. It is said that during the internal test, the game currency was pegged to the Japanese yen. Perhaps you can find better part-time activities here in the future.

Part-time jobs in reality are actually quite tiring. Every time you have to go to various unfamiliar places, especially entering a girls' school makes him even more troubled. Those willful young ladies would never think about how a boy can enter a girls' school and play with them.

However, most performances are still performed in professional performance venues, such as RiNG, which is a pretty good store.

There was a cat-like girl in it, and he felt helpless because she always pestered him about all sorts of things. He didn't understand why she was so curious about him.

"Then you better hurry up and enter the game. I wanted to play music with you in the game."

"Okay, so is there any character ID or something like that in the game?"

Amemiya thought of the ID thing. Upon hearing this, Takamaki An immediately narrowed her eyes and smiled and said, "Of course, I have one. My name is 'Panther'. Don't forget to add me as your friend~"

"Okay... we'll have to meet sooner rather than later."

While Amamiya Ren was talking, she noticed the homeroom teacher walking into the classroom and immediately signaled Takamaki An to turn around and prepare for the morning meeting.

He just heard his classmates talking about this game. This game... is it really that great?

Chapter 2 I don't smoke or drink, so I want to...

"Oh, no way, A-Lian, you didn't even get the helmet? That's such a pity!"

In RiNG, the store manager Rinrinko Shinji was talking to Amamiya Ren about the helmet. When she learned that Amamiya Ren did not get the gaming helmet, she looked shocked.