Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

Two veins bulged on Yanming's forehead.

It's just that I'm getting older now, and my temper has become much calmer.

If he were younger, the number of souls killed under his "Magic King Pro" would probably be even greater.

His guitar isn't just for playing, you bastard.

"You guy..."

"oblivionis, please save Miaomeng! I don't want to listen to your rambling lecture!" Just a second before Yanming was about to speak, Miaomeng darted over to Xiangzi's side seeking refuge.

"...I don't want to either, stay away from me." Xiangzi silently moved his keyboard a little further away in the opposite direction, afraid that he would be infected by Miaomeng and become eccentric as well.

The oblivionis is designed to be a cold, emotionless doll; if it were to become like that, the worldview of Mujica would be destroyed.

"Look, look, even Oblivionis thinks you're too long-winded, so don't bother lecturing Miaomeng." Miaomeng first reached out and pinched Xiangzi's soft cheek, only to be slapped away fiercely by the latter. Then, she sullenly moved on to someone else to pester, "Boss Lenai~ They all dislike Miaomeng, but you're so nice!"

Lena used the hand holding the spoon to push away Miaomeng's head that was rubbing against her, and said coldly, "A real cat doesn't say 'meow' all the time. Also, don't bother me while I'm eating my parfait, you idiot little brother."

"Yes, Boss Lenai!" Seeing her smiling face, Miaomeng didn't feel ashamed at all about recognizing a fifteen-year-old girl who was much younger than her as her boss.

Who can blame them when Lena is so popular online?

For those in this line of work, the least valuable thing is their reputation.

Just as Miaomeng was about to continue her battle with Yanming, a weak voice sounded softly behind her:

"Miss Miaomeng, please don't cause any more trouble for... Mr. Yanming, understand?"

Instantly, the hairs on Yutenji Wakana's body stood on end, cold sweat poured down her back, and a chill rushed straight from her toes to the top of her head.

He lowered his head meekly, not daring to turn around, and honestly said, "Okay...okay, I'll go back and practice now."

Even Yanming found this strange.

Why does Miaomeng, who seems carefree and eager to get close, immediately become silent and radiate an aura of "I'm a good cat" the moment she sees Xiaodeng, as if afraid of displeasing Xiaodeng in the slightest?

Why is that?

Xiao Lena wouldn't do that.

Can there really be such a big difference in preferences between different cat breeds?

Yanming looked at the little penguin in front of him for a moment, and even after the penguin looked away with a slightly flushed face, he still only thought that the little lamp was indeed very cute.

"Yan, Mr. Yanming?" Why is he suddenly staring at her like that...?

Yanming looked away: "It's nothing, thank you, Xiaodeng."

“It’s what I should do… By the way, Mr. Yanming, regarding the new song, oblivionis said… he wants to wait until you’re there.”

Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Daily Life of the Band

The new song is finished, which is indeed good news for Yanming.

He nodded, looked at oblivionis who was actually suppressing his excitement in front of the keyboard, sighed, and then asked, following Xiao Xiang's lead, "How's the new song going?"

"Hmph!"

Sure enough, Teacher Da Xiang turned into an inflated little octopus once again.

However, this also shows that she is quite confident in her arrangement this time.

Although I've never seen it before, considering Xiao Xiang's consistently high standards for himself, a song that could satisfy Xiao Xiang and make him want to show off...

Yanming couldn't wait any longer.

Hurry up and bring it up (eagerly).

"Snapped."

"Clang clang—" Xiangzi excitedly clapped out the printed sheet music.

But are you abandoning your oblivionis persona...? This just looks like Xiao Xiang!

So you've given up entirely, haven't you?

Yanming was internally ranting, but he still didn't point out her upturned nose.

Upon hearing that there was a new song to play, Le Nai's eyes lit up. She quickly finished her matcha parfait, put the cup on the table, and instantly appeared to snatch one from Xiangzi's hand.

"Hmm hmm." Lena's eyes lit up as she pondered the lead guitar part of "Shiori".

"Here...this..."

Okay, I've learned it.

“I want to play!”

Since the cat wants to play

Then the cat went to flick it!

Lena took out her guitar

Lena started her solo career.

The next second, the smooth sound of a guitar filled the rehearsal room.

"This kind of talent is truly terrifying. It makes us mere mortals, who have to practice like crazy to improve, a little envious." Miao Meng held her battered drumsticks in one hand, picked up a sheet of music and examined it briefly, then walked over to Yan Ming and said with a smile. However, it was not clear that she was really jealous of Le Nai. "Right? Brother Yan Ming."

Yanming glanced sideways at the grinning Miaomeng: "Just say what you want to say, don't drag me into it."

"You can't say that. After all, we're the weakest group in the band, the guy on bass and me on drums."

"Since you know that, why don't you practice more?"

"Practice, huh..."

"despair."

Yutenji Wakana suddenly reached out and grabbed Yanming's wrist, revealing the bandage wrapped around it. She said meaningfully, "Practicing is no problem, but I, Miaomeng, also know when to stop. If I don't take care of my body like you, and accidentally get injured, which affects my future development, I'll become a stinky blogger and be kicked out of Tokyo."

Yanming coldly shook off her hand: "It's not bad as an excuse to be lazy, but I don't care about anything else. However, you must master the drum score for today's new song within the next few days. It can't affect the live performance."

"Yanming is truly a genius at playing dumb," Miaomeng remarked before returning to her seat with the sheet music.

They were just strangers who met by chance. At most, I could offer a word of advice; whether Yanming would heed it was up to him.

Gee

Despite looking so young, he has the same stubborn temperament as an old man with one foot in the grave.

and……

Miaomeng sat in her seat and gave Yanming a deep look.

She felt like she'd seen this face somewhere before...maybe online?

……

Although they had a new song, as was their custom, they first performed "Spring Shadows" together as a practice session.

Overall, Yanming's bass performance was still the worst; even Miaomeng, after two days of practice and rehabilitation, subtly surpassed him.

The Lv3 level in the system panel is roughly equivalent to the amateur level in a junior high school band. It's simply not good enough when your teammates are all professional level.

While Deng's singing skills and stamina are weaknesses, his emotional outbursts surpass even those of some top-tier professional band lead singers.

Both Lena and Oblivionis started playing their respective instruments from a young age, and the time they've accumulated is something that Yanming, who switched halfway through, can't compare to. Plus, one of them is incredibly talented, and the other's name is "Toyokawa Shoko," so they're even more incomparable.

While Teacher DaMiao's skills might not be quite up to par in a band, he had a certain foundation before, and with his relentless practice day and night, his level has recovered to its former level. According to the system's classification, he should be at the upper-middle level of Lv4, about halfway to Lv5.

"You played it wrong again." Yanming didn't need anyone to correct him; he could see where he went wrong on his own. But to correct it, the most important thing was constant practice. "Sigh..."

"Yanming-jun, please use it."

"Mr. Yanming, here's some water for you."

"Yanming, matcha drink."

"Huh? What's going on?" Only Miaomeng remained seated, looking completely bewildered.

This, isn't this right?

Don't make it seem like she's the only one who doesn't fit in!

Even though similar scenes had happened more than once during yesterday's rehearsal, Miaomeng was still a little annoyed.

Those guys who have a harem in their bands are so enviable.

[Name: Youtianji Ruomai]

[Current Intimacy Level: Strangers (1)]

[Phase 1 Mission: Help Yutenji Wakana obtain what she wants.]

[Current completion rate: 0%]

[Current prompt: Faces and numbers.]

[Sigh, in just two days, the relationship has only increased slightly. Even though I've been very lively and initiated conversations with the host quite a few times... why won't the intimacy level go up?]

[A warm exterior but a cold heart? That doesn't seem like it...]

"Thank you, but I can't drink that much anyway." Yanming took the bottled black tea that Xiangzi had finished drinking with his left hand, picked up the mineral water that Deng handed him with his right hand, and finally lowered his head so that Le Nai could easily put the matcha drink on his head. "Everyone, go and try practicing your own parts of the new song separately first, and then we'll come back together in two hours to see how it goes."

After everyone responded, they dispersed.

Yanming finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the matcha drink off his head, and then drank the remaining black tea in his hand in one gulp.

It was at this moment that he noticed Miaomeng was looking in his direction.

This guy isn't practicing, what kind of bad idea is he plotting now?

"What's up?"

“No…” Miao Meng stroked her chin, looking Yan Ming up and down at his unremarkable appearance, and asked with a puzzled look, “I’m just a little curious, what is it about you that makes you so special that you can attract the other members of the band together? If it’s all just a coincidence, the probability is too small.”

Chapter 58 The Character Design of Meow Dream

He doesn't have a strikingly handsome appearance; he's just pleasing to the eye. Moreover, he doesn't have any memorable features at first glance. In short, he's "ordinary."

But through these two days of unconscious observation, Miaomeng could easily realize, almost without asking, that the person who had painstakingly pieced together this band, whose members were all highly skilled, was neither the intimidating carnivorous penguin, nor the mysterious little octopus, nor the stray cat king.

And it is precisely these seemingly insignificant humans before us.

What kind of magic does this young man named Yanming possess that allows him to gather these problematic individuals, whom even Miaomeng would find difficult to handle, together and perform as a band?

Aside from explanations like "hypnosis app" that defy common sense, Miaomeng couldn't find any clues based solely on her own thinking.

After all, the young man in front of him was neither particularly good-looking nor particularly skilled at playing bass.

Even by her standards, Yanming's bass playing would only deserve a score of 50 out of 100.

So, if the possibilities of "face" and "numbers" are ruled out, what ability does such a person have to become the most important "soul" of the band?

Miaomeng became very interested in this.

"Huh? You're ignoring me?" After surfing the internet for over a decade, among the skills Miaomeng has learned, persistent pestering might not be the most suitable, but it's definitely the most effective. "Don't be so cold. Practice is so tiring, wouldn't it be nice to chat with Miaomeng?"

Miaomeng reached out and poked Yanming's arm with her finger.

"...Just tell me what's on your mind." Yanming was so annoyed that he could only shift his attention from the bass to the older girl in front of him who was almost pressing down on him.

He saw a hint of a strategy system in Miaomeng; if left unattended, it would relentlessly pester him.

【? 】

【Meal replacement?】

Miao Meng casually pulled over a chair and sat down next to Yan Ming with practiced ease, saying without any hesitation, "Nothing special, just chatting. Could it be... Brother Yan Ming, do you dislike me?"

"a little bit."

"You just admitted it outright!" Miao Meng choked on her own words, almost spitting out her own saliva. "Cough cough cough... Well, being so direct isn't really good for building a good relationship with Miao Meng, you know?"

"?" Yanming asked with a question mark. "What's the point? We'll never see each other again in a couple of days anyway."

"...That's true." After the live show two days later, not to mention Yanming, she herself would probably just leave without any regrets.

From this perspective, there really isn't any need to cultivate good relationships.

But you shouldn't have said it out loud... Shouldn't adults talk about social etiquette and manners? At least do some superficial things.