Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

"It seems like all the musicians have come to the same conclusion. Is Weird Guy No. 2 going to follow Hiroi's example and drink before going on stage?"

Eh eh eh?

alcoholism!

Hearing the key words, Hongxia also raised her head, and Kita and Goto Ichiri also cast their sharp glances over.

"Um... Hiroi Kikuri forced it into my mouth. Let's drink it one gulp each."

If he said at this time that he knew that Goto Ichiri's guitar strings would definitely break, everyone would mistakenly think that he had the ability to predict the future.

After a while.

The compartment was filled with the smell of alcohol, and the girls' faces all had a blush to varying degrees.

"Drinking together before going on stage, this is rock and roll!"

"Strange, no wonder Ms. Hiroi drinks before going on stage~"

"Hey, Pochi-chan's voice seems to have gotten louder..."

Just as a room of people were skating with the bottle of alcohol, the next moment——

"Um...what are you doing?"

Volume 1: Chapter 189: Team members in the mountain: Which class are you from?

"What are you doing?"

The people who had just finished the band were drunk, and they all trembled with fear when they heard this soul-searching question. The reason was simple -

The voice that spoke this was clearly that of an adult woman, and it also had the gentleness of a gentle female teacher.

Oops, I got caught drinking secretly by the teacher!

pat~

The socially anxious girl who raised the bottle and tried to let the last drop of alcohol flow to the tip of her tongue suddenly lost her courage. Her trembling hands softened and the bottle, which was originally used as a stage prop, fell. Fortunately, Makoto Hirasawa stretched out his foot to block it and it did not break.

Ignoring the gurgling sound of the wine bottle, even Hong Xia and Xie Liang, two students from other schools, felt guilty and turned their heads to look at the person who was speaking.

The backstage of the performance is simply divided into small compartments with cardboard. Naturally, there are no doors, but in order to facilitate the transportation of drum sets, their compartments are located at the innermost position. Unless people deliberately look for them, most people will not pass by.

The older sister with long chestnut hair at the door pushed up her glasses and her peripheral vision fell on the wine bottle still rolling at their feet.

"Ah," Xiao Zuohe said in a serious tone, as if he was worried about the bad students, "Minors are not allowed to drink. Which class are you from?"

Yamanaka Sawako, having received news of the Shuka Festival performance from the light music club, naturally would not miss it. She presented herself as a gentle teacher and used the excuse of "visiting the participating students" to get past the student council members blocking the backstage door, and followed the sound of drums to find her way over.

Boom, boom, boom!

Students are naturally afraid of teachers, especially the sentence "Which class of students are these?" which is very lethal.

Apart from Hirasawa Makoto who had already noticed the cunning that flashed across Kosawa's face, even a cold girl like Xieliang looked embarrassed.

"Well, that... um, actually..."

"These two are in the first grade class A. The pink-haired one is Goto Ichiri from class C. The two of us are not Shuka's."

While Hongxia was still racking her brains to choose her words, Xieliang decisively betrayed her teammates.

What a fast cut!

Kita and Goto Ichiri widened their eyes and were once again refreshed with their understanding of Kushiro Ryo.

But then again, who is this teacher? I feel like I have never seen him before...

Could it be that he is an old teacher from the teaching department who has been living in seclusion?

This trick works for girls who have never seen Osawa, but Hirasawa Makoto has already seen Osawa when she was unreliable, and his filter for her has long been shattered.

"Team members of the mountain should stop scaring everyone. We are going to use this bottle as a slide on stage."

What the hell are the members of the Mountain Team?

Although the name suggests that this person is a good marksman, it is obviously not suitable for a beautiful teacher like her!

Yamanaka Sawako pouted in dissatisfaction, but when she heard the slide, she seemed to be activated by a keyword and froze in place.

Wait, did he just say... slide?

The girls heard a hint of premeditation in his confident tone, and when they were about to ask questions, Xiao Zuohe's cold voice came over.

“Who’s the guitarist who’s going to use a slide?”

Xiao Zuohe took off his glasses, the gentle teacher disappeared, and the calmness and confidence of the older generation of artists suddenly emerged.

What a strong aura!

Having their attention diverted, the girls looked in shock at the unsealing of Xiao Zuohe.

Quack! It feels like the teeth of a guitar fairy who can play the guitar with his teeth!

Hirasawa Makoto silently pointed at Goto Ichiri.

"She might want to do a solo with a slide."

"Heh~ Slide stick? It's been a long time since I heard such a word that made my blood boil..."

Yamada Sawako's expression collapsed.

"Very good, before you go on stage, let me teach you the true meaning of sliding!"

Goto Ichiri: ???

I actually use a slide stick for teeth!

The gratitude text shows Xiao Zuo and his teacher playing the guitar with their teeth.

……

After a while.

The white spotlights made people feel hot all over. The bustling noise from the audience suddenly faded to nothing the next moment the curtain opened. The lights in the auditorium were turned off, and only a few colored glow sticks illuminated the crowd on the stage.

There were a lot of audiences, more than in any previous performance. The auditorium that could accommodate 1000 people was already packed with people. Cameras and microphones were set up in multiple positions, giving off a sense of formality that made one's heart beat faster.

The band did not get stage fright when the performance ended. Under the combined effects of alcohol and the [Blessing], blood seemed to be surging in their fingertips, as if it would burst through the blood vessels and seep into the picks and drumsticks in the next moment.

"Hello everyone, we are the Ending Band!"

While Kita was interacting with the audience, Makoto Hirasawa raised his eyes and looked down at the audience.

The girls from Sakuragaoka Girls' High School waved to him excitedly. Manager Hoshige and Hiroi seemed to notice the empty wine bottle at Pochi-chan's feet. Looking back, Yotsuya Miko and her bestie were also watching in the crowd.

“So this is what it feels like to be on stage~”

"Gabriel, don't talk. What if it affects your performance?"

In my mind, two useless angels also belatedly arrived to watch the performance in first person.

“…Please enjoy our first original song – “Never Forget”!”

The crisp sound of the drumsticks sets the tempo at a high 190bpm, and the kick drum sounds powerful and closely connected with the octave of the lead guitar.

The three of them counted the beats silently and entered the second half of the riff at the same time.

Sounds good!

Below the stage, the girls in the light music section had sparkling eyes. As members of a band, they could hear the ins and outs of the music better than the average audience.

The EQ low frequencies of the two guitars are deliberately lowered to leave enough space for the bass sound to show its strength. The rhythm guitar and keyboard cooperate with each other, exchanging parts from time to time to demonstrate their strength.

"ぜんぶ天気のせいでいいよ (Just blame it all on the weather)"

"この気まずさも Burnout も (Whether it’s an embarrassing feeling or a feeling of burnout)"

Most of the audience were high school students from various universities. Although they did not know how to play musical instruments, they could deeply relate to the exquisite lyrics.

The thirty-two-point tremolo and the large sweeping strokes during the solo, combined with the youthful lyrics, fully reveal the inner struggles and monologues of a lively girl.

It took a while for the audience to recover from their shock after the song ended, but before the cheers and applause could begin, the next song started again.

With his foot on the wah-wah pedal, his body swayed slightly to the beat as the guitar played. During the gap in the verse, Goto Ichiri, who had expected something, could hear something wrong with the guitar earlier.

(My teeth are white! Just like what Hirasawa said, the first string is really starting to go out of tune!)

(Why at this time...)

Can I really play this piece well?

The principle that ignorance is bliss can be reversed. Now that the socially anxious girl knows that there will definitely be problems with the guitar strings, she begins to panic.

Even with the slide and Kosawa's dedicated teaching, the string that hadn't broken yet became a stone hanging in Goto Ichiri's heart. He had to be on guard against it breaking at any time, but at the same time he hoped that it could last a little longer.

The most taboo thing on stage is to be distracted, and the composition style of "If I Could Become a Constellation" with many counterbeats requires extremely high concentration on the guitar.

When entering the "interlude" part of the song, Goto Ichiri subconsciously pressed the pedal of the harmony effector, but her distraction caused her to slow down by an eighth note, and the originally synchronized music suddenly had a series of out-of-tune notes that were out of tune with the drum beats.

Oh no, oh no!

Volume 1: Chapter 190: Pochi-chan's ultimate fantasy!

The off-tune sound is amplified twice by the harmony effector and transmitted to the ears of every audience member through the speakers surrounding the venue.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless invisible eyes were looking at her. Goto Ichiri's heart suddenly tightened and she hurriedly stopped playing the pick to align the rhythm.

However, in order to improve the performance, the harmony effects device that she specially asked everyone to buy became a stumbling block at this moment. The flat second harmony with a sustain effect made it impossible for her to hear the exact position of the guitar sound. After trying twice, the sense of being out of tune was aggravated again.

Even the audience could tell the wrong notes, not to mention Makoto Hirasawa and others on the stage.

There were still two and a half beats left before the interlude ended. Seeing that the pink-haired girl had fallen into a daze, Hirasawa Makoto hurriedly turned up the volume knob and temporarily took over the task of playing the lead guitar.

The steady sound of the keyboard picked up the ending note of the lead guitar and brought the main melody back on track. Hearing the sudden increase in the sound of the keyboard, Goto Ichiri turned her face and looked at Hirasawa Makoto behind her.

Makoto Hirasawa also raised his head as if he sensed something, and their eyes met. He saw a sense of guilt in the eyes of the socially anxious girl, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Jialu, can you let me have a conversation with this pink-haired girl in my mind?"

Gabriel probably doesn't have such divine power, but Jialu probably does.

"no problem."

Almost the next moment after the words fell, a subtle sense of connection suddenly connected the two of them.

(What should I do? The chorus has already begun...)

Goto Ichiri's inner voice echoed in his mind.

"Don't panic, Goto-san, just shoot from the bottom to the 'Let ring' segment."

The girl's pupils widened: "Hira-Hirasawa-san?"

"I'll explain it later. Now is not the time to stand there in a daze. Goto-kun, try to join the ensemble first."

During the few seconds between the two people's communication, the song continued, but there were more discussions in the audience.

What's happening here?

There seems to be something wrong with the guitar.

Can you really finish this song?

……

"me……"

It was unknown what Goto Ichiri was thinking about, and hesitant to speak, but the two of them could hear each other's thoughts, so their thoughts at this moment could not be hidden.

"The keyboard lacks the appeal of the guitar. I can't take over the lead guitar and finish this song, so please cheer up, Goto-san!"

"Can I...really?"

"Absolutely! Guitar Hero, we love your teeth!"

Hirasawa Makoto's funny tone entered her heart, and the funny tone made Goto Ichiri, who was tense, relax a lot. He had been playing alone until now, and suddenly he could hear the voice of his "owner". The tension quickly disappeared as if he had found an outlet.

Try plucking the nickel-steel wound strings, and waves of soothing broken chords and Kita's melodious singing voice rang out, and the lead guitar, which had been silent for about thirty seconds, started to play again.

(This feeling... is like Hirasawa-san is standing next to me and playing the piano with me.)

The pick moved rhythmically between his fingers. For some reason, Goto Ichiri, who could hear Hirasawa Makoto's inner voice, seemed to have found support in his heart. When he played the guitar, he finally regained his former confidence.

(If the 1st string suddenly breaks, maybe you can use this fingering before the solo...)