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

"If you want to play house, I won't play along."

"Is it because Yanming doesn't want to play the mother? Then I can be the mother too." Miaomeng tilted her head. "Want some lap pillows or 'Pain-Free Magic'?"

Yanming sighed helplessly, "You really know how to find topics to talk about..."

"If you can't find topics to talk about in our line of work, you're doomed. I'm currently stuck on the path of becoming a beauty blogger, so I'm looking for a way out."

"Was that the video that taught people how to make bento boxes also one?"

"Oh my!" Miao Meng covered her mouth in surprise. "Yan Ming, you're actually my fan?"

"I just randomly picked one that looked good and clicked on it, only to find it was an advertisement or promotional video," Yanming said irritably, seemingly still harboring resentment about the incident.

This person is incredibly petty.

"Meow Dream needs to make a living too, but does this guy actually think she's pretty? How annoying~"

"I meant the bento box on the cover looks nice..." What's wrong with this person? They're so good at patting themselves on the back!

And it feels even more troublesome than the system.

"So," Miao Meng said shyly, then suddenly stopped, looking at Yan Ming with a serious and determined expression, "Yan Ming, have you subscribed to my channel?"

Ah this.

"..." Yanming looked away.

"Do you?"

"……No."

……

One minute later, Miaomeng happily handed the phone back to Yanming, who looked utterly dejected.

"That's all! Welcome to the Meow Dream Fan Club."

For professional bloggers, the ability to expand their visibility and influence anytime, anywhere is a crucial skill.

Yanming put his phone back in his pocket and said, "Forcing others to pay attention to you, what's the difference between you and a pyramid scheme?"

"The difference is that Meow Dream is so cute, Meow Dream Meow Dream~" After saying that, Meow Dream immediately performed her signature move for Yanming.

Even Yanming had to admit that if Miaomeng didn't speak, she was indeed a graceful beauty, and unlike Xiaoxiang and the others, she was much more mature in temperament... but she was a bit too serious.

"It's cute, isn't it?"

Yanming had no choice but to go along with her: "...It's very cute, okay?"

After chatting with someone for a while, and it was always the other person who was talking, Yanming decided to ask Miaomeng a question.

"Miss Miaomeng, why did you choose to become an internet celebrity?"

"Hmm? What a strange question. Since I have such an innate talent... then of course I have to work harder in this area." Miao Meng herself had never even thought about this question.

She is a woman who is good at seizing opportunities. She will try her best to pursue any possibility that allows her to climb higher, and no matter how bad the final result is, she will still gain experience.

Only when she truly becomes a big shot in the eyes of others can she earn more money.

A beautiful face, a considerable sum of money

For Miaomeng, as long as the number is compelling enough, the two are considered equal.

"What about your hobbies? What about your dreams? Haven't you considered those?"

"This guy is really good at telling jokes~" Miao Meng said with her usual cheerful smile. "I'm not a little girl anymore. The people I need to fight against are no longer trivial things like conflicts with friends."

Being a "Tokyo Lord" isn't so easy.

She has to work incredibly hard to maintain her current glamorous appearance.

But compared to those true geniuses who are blessed by God, my own talent... in any field, is far inferior.

Youtian Temple Ruomai

She is a woman who is driven by self-interest, free-spirited, lively, outgoing, and trend-conscious.

—This is the persona that Meow Dream has created for herself.

"We...we really aren't compatible. Someone like you and I could never be friends in this lifetime," Yanming concluded about the relationship between the two.

And Meow Dream thinks so too.

"Same to you, Yanming!"

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Confusion and Cries

Ideals and reality are destined to be opposites, but since the world allows them to coexist, who can say for sure?

[Name: Youtianji Ruomai]

[Current intimacy level: Yanming (1)]

“Chatting with you is really unpleasant! Yanming, dear~” Miaomeng emphasized the word “very” fiercely.

Yanming sneered without backing down, "It's the same here. Your annoying nickname is making me a little angry."

“Eh—” Miaomeng drawled, “But Miaomeng thinks this nickname is cute, mmm… I really can’t do anything with you. Since Yanming doesn’t like it, let’s change it.”

"How about 'Yan Mingming'?"

"..."

"You still don't like it? Then how about 'Hiko no Naruto'?"

It's hard, the fist is hard.

“'Yanming·Magical Girl Black·Dangerous'”.

Yanming interrupted her: "That's enough! Just call me as before!"

People's personalities are generally peaceful and moderate.

If you tell Yanming to call him by an embarrassing nickname, he will definitely disagree.

But if you try calling him by an even more inhumane name, he'll agree to let you call him by a slightly more normal nickname.

"Alright, Yanming~" Miaomeng wisely knew when to stop and didn't try to provoke Yanming any further. "Then I'll go practice now~"

Yanming waved his hand dismissively, giving her a headache, and told her to go away.

Their compatibility was so bad that it defied description. To the point that they appeared to get along well to outsiders, only the two of them knew the truth.

Oh, and we also need to add a strategy system, that guy can check his affection level.

"Sigh..." Arguing with Miaomeng wasted some time, further shortening the already limited practice time.

Yanming picked up the bass and, following the sheet music Xiangzi had given him, began to familiarize himself with it little by little.

Because the overall rhythm of "Shiori" is relatively relaxed, the bassist doesn't feel much pressure. With a little practice, even someone of his average skill level can play it without making any mistakes.

Try to simulate the effect of the performance in your mind. The arrangement of the keyboard and lead guitar blends the two very well. It does not overshadow the lead singer, nor does it make the lead singer's voice sound thin.

The only problem is that the drum intensity is too low, which Yanming personally thinks is a bit of a pity.

"This arrangement is perfect for Xiaodeng... Is this really their first collaboration? Aren't they a bit too compatible?" Yanming laughed, tossing his hair to dismiss these nonsensical thoughts, and continued playing his bass.

Two hours later

Yanming let out a long sigh of relief. Feeling that he had practiced enough, he called out, "Everyone, shall we give it a try?"

The arrangement of this song is not particularly difficult for Le Nai and her team, so it depends more on Deng's performance.

While "Spring Shadow" is also a ballad, it differs significantly from "Shiori".

The voice of the lamp in "Spring Shadow" perfectly matches the "crying" and "elegance" that Crychic wants to express, representing the band's formation experience and the journey they have taken.

"Shiori" is much simpler. All the objects described and referred to in the song are all the same person, Deng. It is pieced together from the perspectives of different people and Deng's own perspective, that kind, timid and introverted girl.

"Spring Shadow" sings of the crychiness of spring, while "Shiori" sings of Takamatsu Akari's desire to become human and accept herself.

"Whoosh—" The lamp stood at the forefront, holding its breath and concentrating.

This time, she didn't look at Yanming or Oblivionis behind her, but faced directly at the girl reflected in the mirror at the front of the rehearsal room.

The girl in the mirror was still wearing her green school uniform. Compared to half a year ago, she hadn't changed much in appearance, only the marks of time were now visible.

Xiao Xiang, Xiao Mu, Su Shi, Li Xi

oblivionis, Lena, Mr. Yanming

Only I haven't changed.

I'm the only one left still standing still...

"What are 'normal' and 'taken for granted'?"

The song of the lamp is a cry from the soul... This is vividly demonstrated in the high notes of "Spring Shadow".

However, people can't shout like that all the time; it's just too tiring.

So Crychic disbanded, and the only one standing here singing rather than "shouting" is Takasong Tung himself.

The slight hoarseness amidst the warmth perfectly conveyed what it means to be at peace.

Since you can't stop yourself from feeling lost... then accept it.

Anyway, isn't it all her own doing?

"The life of a servant once,

My life is only once.

爱するかどうかは servant order,

Whether I love someone or not is up to me.

だとしたらOne cup of semen,

But if you do everything you can to survive,

あぁ言葉はみずみずしく光るよ,

Ah, then words will come alive and shine!

だからだから，

So, so…

From heartfelt cries to now, moving forward amidst confusion.

To call it stagnation is going too far.

Unfortunately... the lamps themselves are not yet aware of this.

She doesn't play any musical instruments; the only things she can use to convey emotions are her lyrics and her voice.

This pure confession, unadulterated and without any impurities, is enough to move any being capable of understanding emotions.

"Light-kun..." The keyboard sounds stopped abruptly when Light sang the last verse, because everyone was so engrossed in Light's singing that no one noticed that Oblivionis's face was wet with tears.

"..." Yanming didn't say anything more to add to the praise, but just looked at his youngest daughter who was about to get married with a gratified expression on his face.

“An interesting girl.” Lena finally became certain that the lamp was the one she had been searching for all along, someone who could perhaps create a place for her.

“…Oh dear.” Even Meow Dream, who joined last, couldn’t help but have some doubts in her heart.

The members of the band seemed to have an almost perfect synergy in terms of instruments and vocals. Apart from a few minor technical issues, the band blended together seamlessly, like a single entity.

Why would a band capable of playing music like this have to disband?

I feel like... just playing it like this is actually pretty good?

"I'm saying, does... do we really have to disband?... us?" As the one who knew the least about the cause and course of events, Yutenji Wakana was the one who could speak the unspoken thoughts of some people at this moment.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Everyone." Yanming took the bass off his shoulder. "That's all for today. Please come to practice tomorrow and the day after. Let's all do our best for the live performance this weekend."

"Xiao Deng, you should also try your best to perform at the same level as today. Also, stay behind for a while, I have some things to tell you."