People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

"This puts me in a difficult position. This is something I worked so hard to get for everyone." Asagi said with a bitter look on his face.

"Is that so?" Su Shi looked at Asagi with some surprise.

Asagi nodded.

"Hmm?" Su Shi folded her hands and thought for a moment, "In that case, I'll accept it." So, Su Shi took the envelope. Seeing Su Shi accept it, the other girls didn't want to refuse.

Asagi was overjoyed after successfully sending out the red envelope. The favor he gave out would become a multiple of interest when he received it back. Although he wouldn't do anything bad.

"Thank you for your help, Suye." Asagi clapped his hands lightly, feeling very relaxed and happy.

After Asagi left, the others looked at the envelopes in their hands, each in bewilderment. As the saying goes, "No merit, no reward." They clearly hadn't done anything helpful this time, yet they were receiving a favor and even receiving a salary. This was truly bizarre.

Chihaya Aine opened the envelope and took a look. Inside was 10,000 yen. 10,000 yen wasn't a lot of money for her, as her family was quite wealthy, but it was still a good amount of pocket money for her during her school days.

"This is the first time I've earned money." Chihaya Aine took out the 1 yuan and held it up. She put the yuan under the light and kept looking at it, admiring it, as if appreciating a work of art.

"It turns out that forming a band can really make money." Chihaya Aine giggled.

"Idiot," Shiina Riki on the side rolled his eyes at the idiot.

"Don't always call me stupid, I would feel sad too." Chihaya Aine protested against Shiina Riki's 80 in dissatisfaction.

"You're really stupid," Shiina Riki said coldly, "This money is very hot to handle."

"How can it be hot? It's not hot at all. What do you think? The lamp."

Takamatsu Deng suddenly woke up. She had been in a daze just now, thinking about other things. After being asked by Aine, Takamatsu Deng stumbled and said, "No, it's not hot."

"See, Xiao Deng said so." Chihaya Aine immediately retorted to Shiina Riki.

Shiina Riki sighed helplessly.

On the contrary, Su Shi was secretly happy because she felt that what Li Xi said was right, it was very hot. However, because it was hot, it meant...

It's not enough, not enough. After returning home, Asagi opened CRYCHIC's homepage. Even with today's successful live, CRYCHIC's fan count had only increased by a few dozen. MMK and the others' current stage was too small to increase CRYCHIC's fan base quickly.

Even if you promote CRYCHIC on the MY ALL band homepage, not many people will pay attention to it. If you want to make CRYCHIC popular, you need other support.

Asagi opened his phone and found various videos of "Gurenge." Some of the videos were very well edited, and the images were very impactful. If something so far ahead of this world could ever appear...

However, the timing was not right, CRYCHIC hadn't joined yet, and everyone hadn't yet tested each other's ideas before rashly sending the video out, which was a bit like making things easier for others. If CRYCHIC didn't want to join the agency, would everything be in vain?

Find a time to confess? Have a chat? Or use threats or inducements?

"I'm so tired," Chihaya Aine said as she returned to her little nest. After washing up and briefly greeting her family, she returned to her room. She lay on her bed, humming a little tune. Thinking about Meow Meng's livestream today, Aine ran to Meow Meng's livestream room to look at the various cosmetics Meow Meng recommended.

"Wow, Meow Meng is so beautiful." Aine covered her cheeks and twisted her body.

The Miao Meng on the phone was constantly trying to please the audience in the live broadcast room, doing all kinds of cute actions. When Aiyin was admiring the Miao Meng in the video, Shiina Riki suddenly sent a message.

"Aine, did you see that?"

Right at the beginning, Riki said something that made Aine feel puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Aine asked in confusion.

"Hurry up and check the messages on your phone." Shiina Riki on the other side seemed very anxious.

Aiyin was puzzled, but seeing Lixi's anxious look, she reluctantly closed Miaomeng's live broadcast room. She opened the homepage of the CRYCHIC band and looked at it aimlessly, but didn't find anything strange.

"It's already open, it's normal. Can you tell me what happened?"

“Read the comments.”

Aiyin followed Lixi's instructions and searched through the comments. Because of today's live performance, there were more comments on the band's homepage. But Aiyin felt a chill and anger.

"It's so abominable!"

Chapter 279 Am I a genius?

Aiyin stared at the comments on the homepage, her teeth itching with anger.

"What a rubbish lead singer."

"Sucks."

"Can you be a lead singer at this level?"

The offensive words, laced with malice, made Aine tremble all over. She stared at her phone, unable to control her body as she argued with the person in the comments.

"QNMLGB..."

If your posture is wrong, change it.

"You clearly don't understand anything, yet you're making irresponsible comments. Can't you consider other people's feelings? It's wrong to hurt others like this."

Aiyin suppressed her anger and replied to the comment. She stared at it for a long time, but the other party did not respond to her.

"You clearly don't understand anything."

"These guys are so mean. How could they do this?"

"Does the light know?"

"The lights have worked very hard, and I think the lights sound very nice. Those people are really mean."

Aiyin expressed her dissatisfaction in the dialog box with Lixi.

Shiina Riki was stunned for a moment, a look of pain on her face. She bit her lip and remained silent. Then, she tossed her phone aside, covered her eyes with her right hand, and leaned weakly against the bed.

"I don't know. I didn't dare tell her."

"But she also looks at the band's homepage."

Li Xi muttered to himself.

"After much difficulty, I finally saw the child again, but I can't help her. What should I do? Can anyone tell me?"

Asagi was browsing his phone in the rental house. He held the phone in one hand and wrote randomly on the notebook with a pen in the other.

"The risk isn't that great if it's just releasing a clip. Considering the time it takes to spread and the fermentation of public opinion, it will take a long time for the author to finally attract attention." Asagi put down his pen and rubbed his temples.

Hesitantly, Asagi picked up the pen again and drew on the notebook facing the phone for fun. He began to draw on the notebook according to the character of Kocho Shinobu on the phone.

"Remember the first step for a novice is to make the sign of the cross." Asagi murmured.

The pen made a rustling sound on the paper, and Asagi frowned, his face full of surprise.

"Why is it so smooth? I suppose I haven't learned to paint before?"

He tried again, and his fingers seemed to have a memory. He had never drawn before, but the lines, the transitions, and the order of the characters were all as if engraved on his fingers. His brows were getting tighter and tighter, but the image of Shinobu Kocho became clearer and clearer.

Until the rustling sound disappeared, Asagi looked at the lifelike Kocho Shinobu on the notebook and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Am I a genius?"

"Yes, that's a ghost."

Asagi laughed at himself. He closed his eyes slightly and pondered the clues.

The next day, in the main hall of the LiveHouse "RiNG", Sushi, Aine, and Riki sat around the table with worried faces. Riki was the most worried, and his expression was the ugliest.

"Xiao Deng didn't reply. I sent her a message, but I don't know if she didn't see it." Aiyin sighed.

Li Xi lowered his head and remained silent.

"Try to call?" Su Shi asked.

"It won't work. Xiao Deng won't answer."

"This is a difficult situation." Su Shi looked at Li Xi and sighed.

"It's all my fault. I didn't think about this." Li Xi blamed himself.

"It has nothing to do with Li Xi. If there is any fault, it is those people's fault." Aiyin said indignantly.

Asagi got up, washed up quickly, and then cooked something. Breakfast was simple: bread, milk, and an egg. Looking at Shinobu Kocho on the table, she decided to go to a nearby convenience store to buy some pencils and paper to test her hypothesis. He felt that his drawing skills and the memory of his fingers were the original strength of this body. Perhaps, he had once been a young man who aspired to be an artist.

Arriving at the convenience store, he went straight to the stationery section to find the pencils and manuscript paper he wanted. After a while of searching, Asagi chose a lower-quality, cheaper manuscript paper. He wasn't planning on publishing, so he wasn't too particular about the quality of the paper.

When he arrived at the counter to check out, a familiar figure stood before him. The man reeked strongly of alcohol, and he was clutching several cans of beer. His eyes were dull and unfocused, and the clerk at the counter seemed new. Seeing the man's appearance, the store manager seemed a little frightened.

"A total of 5700 yuan." Dian Zhong said in a low voice.

The man didn't answer, but stretched out his trembling hands and fished something in his pocket. He pulled out a wad of money and threw it on the counter, picked up the bag of beer, and staggered out.

"Sir, we're just a little short. We only have 4850 yuan here." The clerk shouted in panic, but the man seemed not to hear him and walked out with his head down.

"Sir, please wait a moment..." The clerk stood in front of the man, his body trembling slightly.

"Please pay," the clerk held out his hand, his head bowed and his eyes closed. He looked like a soldier who didn't want to fight but was forced to go to the battlefield, feeling that his life depended on fate.

"We still need 850 yuan." The clerk squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

The man ignored her, pushed her aside, and walked out. The female clerk was pushed aside and could only watch the man slip away from her. By the way, the female shop owner, who didn't know where she got the courage from, stood up and chased after him regardless of the dust on her body.

"Shu, forget it, forget it, stop chasing."

At this time, another clerk came out of the store. This clerk was older, about 45 years old, short, and a little bloated, looking fat.

"Don't chase him. It wouldn't be worth it if you get hurt." The older clerk quickly stopped the female clerk named Shu. Facing the female clerk's unresponsive gaze, the older clerk explained, "That man often comes to the store, always making a fuss about wanting to buy on credit, and sometimes he doesn't have enough money. In short, no one wants to see him. In the past, when the male clerk was around, they had a few fights with the man who couldn't hold back his anger, and they were all taken to the police station."

"Because the store manager was afraid of trouble, he fired those employees, saying that fighting with customers would affect the store's image."

"But this is too unreasonable." Shu was a little dissatisfied.

"There's nothing we can do. There are quite a few people like him living here. They become like this because they are unemployed in middle age and can't find a job. They have bad tempers and will fight with others at any time. In short, just don't mess with such people. As for the 800 yuan that is missing, I'll make up for it." The older store manager was about to take money out of his pocket.

"I'll fix it." At this time, Asagi stood up because he recognized the man from before. He seemed to have met him in the park before and had also been to his house.

Since I've encountered it, it's not worth much, so I might as well help out.

"Are you, his son?" the older clerk asked curiously.

Chapter 280 Xiangzi's Father

"Ah, son?"

"Haha, haha," Asagi laughed awkwardly, "No, not at all. We're just acquaintances."

"Oh, I see. I thought you were his son. I'm so sorry, I made a mistake." The older clerk smiled and apologized, "But he has a daughter. I've seen her a few times when she came to the store to help him settle his debts."

The older clerk sighed with a look of regret on his face. "What a pity! Such a beautiful girl has to meet such an incompetent father. Come to think of it, that child is about the same age as you."

The clerk stared at Asagi.

"Oh, that poor kid."

Asagi was completely bewildered. He didn't plan to stay here long, so he paid the bill, grabbed his things, and headed back home. He decided not to go anywhere today and instead practice drawing at home. Maybe he'd discover something about this body's abilities.

Not long after leaving the convenience store, Asagi saw the man again. He was sitting on the corner of the street, guzzling beer. Passersby would unconsciously avoid him, or even take a detour. The man seemed oblivious, or perhaps unconcerned.

Asagi naturally didn't plan to greet him, because he didn't want to have anything to do with this man. When passing by, the man suddenly raised his head and glanced at Asagi.

"There's no rice left." The man said in a hoarse voice.

Asagi frowned and shook his head, not understanding who the man was talking to, and muttered to himself.

Until, the man suddenly stretched out his hand to block the way in front of him. Although he was still 1 meter away from the man, there was no doubt that the man was talking to him.

"There's no rice left." The man spoke again.

This time, Asagi understood. Since they were closer, the man's hoarse voice could be heard clearly. "But what the hell is this? No rice? Your family is out of rice. What does that have to do with me? I just helped you once. There's no need to bother me."

Asagi decided to take a detour, pretending not to hear and ignoring him.

Seeing Asagi avoid him, the man's eyes, which had just ignited a glimmer of hope, instantly dimmed. He stared blankly at Asagi as she walked around him, away from him. The man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. Then, like a madman, the man began to cry loudly, his head buried in his knees, his sobs were miserable.

Even passersby who didn't understand the man's experience could sense the desolation and sadness in his cries. As a result, the few remaining passersby turned to look at Asagi.

Because the man seemed to be talking to Asagi at the end, and it was Asagi's appearance that made the man cry. It seemed as if Asagi had done something wrong, and the man was like an old father whose child had broken his heart. The eyes of passersby couldn't help but contain some blame and strange looks.

"It's really none of my business..." Asagi looked at everyone, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Now he was in a dilemma of whether to leave or not. "No one will believe me if I say that."

"Are you relying on me, uncle?" Asagi had no choice but to walk over and stand in front of the man, who was still looking at him sadly. From then on, Asagi could only wait.

"I think we are not that familiar with each other. It is very difficult for me to do this. I am also a student, and I don't have extra money to support you." Asagi squatted beside the man. The man was still crying softly, but he looked calmer than before, and his voice was much weaker.