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

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"Ta-da! Today, Meow Dream is taking everyone to check out that legendary restaurant that countless industry bigwigs have visited... At the same time, I'll also introduce the members of Meow Dream's current band."

When Yanming has nothing to do, he will occasionally click on the push notifications from Miaomeng's video account and take a look. Of course, he knows that she has begun to change her video style.

First, he somehow acquired a discontinued drum kit, then he hinted that he had joined a very high-level band as a drummer, and even brought in the elusive Le Nai as a guest in one of his videos.

This series of actions has generated considerable buzz online.

The news that popular online influencer Miaomeng's band would be performing live on Ring tonight spread quickly thanks to her alternate account.

"To be honest, everyone, after today's live performance, Meow Dream's band is going to disband. *sobs* Meow Dream will really miss you all; you're all such good people."

Miao Meng wiped her eyes, which were completely dry.

You'd better really think that way.

"But this is also beyond our control. Everyone has their own dreams and lives their own wonderful life. Even if I am very sad, I will carry the blessings of my friends and carry my talent to the next band to continue to work hard."

Miaomeng struck another cheering pose.

You'd better be genuinely sad.

Miaomeng, holding a selfie stick, pointed the camera at herself and Lena: "First up is our band's guitarist, but you've probably all guessed it, right? That's right, it's the famous 'Space's Wildcat,' little Lena~ Come say hello to everyone~"

"Well……"

Lena pushed aside the cat that was trying to get close to her, jumped off the chair, and ran to the seat next to the lamp in a few steps, staring warily at the flashing camera lens.

"Little Lena has always been very shy."

Miaomeng chuckled and smoothed things over, then shifted the focus, "And then, this girl who exudes an aura of mystery is Oblivionis, the keyboardist in the band. As you can see, she even wears a mask while eating. And after spending time with her, Miaomeng has also gathered some information..."

"Ms. Youtenji."

Xiangzi warned calmly.

"Don't worry, don't worry~"

Of course, Miaomeng knows what can and cannot be said. Maintaining a sense of distance while getting close to others is a quality that every professional internet celebrity should have. "Listen to me, everyone, this Miss Oblivionis, under her mysterious mask, actually looks super well-behaved and especially cute!"

Xiangzi couldn't sit still any longer; his face flushed red beneath his mask. "Huh? What are you talking about?!"

"Hehe—Meow Dream wasn't lying, you know. After seeing it once, I'm already a loyal mom fan of Oblivionis!"

Xiangzi sat down silently without saying a word.

Yutenji Ruomai (gnashing teeth)

Oblivionis remembered this grudge.

You'd better not fall into her hands in the future, or you'll be in big trouble.

"Next up is our... uh, this is our band's lead singer, who, as you can see, is a very cute kid."

Despite saying it was cute, Miao Meng stood a long distance from the light, like a photographer shooting a crocodile in the water. Even so, she was still a little scared, and her voice trembled as she asked, "Everyone... can... can you see it?"

Just as Deng snapped out of her usual daze, a camera almost shoved right in her face, startling her so much that her head bumped lightly against Miaomeng's hand.

"……Well?"

"Guhah—!!"

It was Meow Dream who made the biggest commotion, almost throwing her selfie stick away.

"Ms. Meow Dream?"

However, the truth is that after a few days of rehearsals, Deng had long since stopped dwelling on the unpleasant incidents that had occurred at the beginning. Miao Meng was simply scaring herself. "Are we filming a video?... Hello everyone, I'm the lead singer of this band."

"Ah?"

This child seems less burdened than before?

Miao Meng, not believing in such things, moved a little closer, only to receive a puzzled yet clear look from Deng.

"Miss Deng?"

"Yes, I'm listening, Miss Meow Dream."

"lamp?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Deng-chan!"

Miaomeng snuggled up to her, familiarly putting her arm around Deng's neck, and appeared in the camera's view with her. "Come on, Deng-chan, say hello to everyone again?"

Not knowing how to refuse, Deng timidly waved to the camera again: "Hello..."

"Whoohoo-"

Miaomeng contentedly withdrew the camera.

This isn't some ferocious, carnivorous Adélie penguin at all; it's clearly just a cute and delicious soft little cake!

Chapter Seventy: The Band's Name.

Next, Miaomeng exaggeratedly raised her hand: "As for the last one... this one is even more heavyweight!"

"Meow Dream".

Yanming interrupted her, "I'll leave it at that, let's cut this part out, it won't generate any more buzz anyway."

"Huh? But you're our captain?"

Although she didn't understand why Yanming was so unwilling, Miaomeng obediently stopped recording.

"I'm not the band leader... If anyone should be the band leader, it should be Xiaodeng, right?"

For some reason, Yanming cannot expose his appearance on these social media platforms. He then added, "Remember to cut out the voice as well."

"Emmmmm—could it be that..."

Miaomeng opened the editing software and began processing the video she had just recorded, while asking, "Yanming, is there anyone you don't want to be recognized online?"

Yanming casually replied, "More or less."

"I won't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own secrets, right?"

Miaomeng kept clicking on the screen, picking out every trace of Yanming in the video. "Okay, it's done. Do you want me to check it again?"

"no need."

Yanming pushed away the phone she was offering him, saying, "It's really nothing serious."

However, after the video was posted, it's very likely that some of his irrational fans will take advantage of the night to sink into Tokyo Bay the next day.

His band has only announced a temporary suspension of activities, not a disbandment.

Fortunately, he has always used his stage name in band activities, and the only things that make him recognizable are his voice, his face, and his guitar.

But if Miaomeng really exposes his work as a bassist in another band online, she'll basically only have two possible outcomes.

One is a day trip to Tokyo Bay.

another……

I was cyberbullied

I've been diagnosed with YuYu syndrome.

I've decided to take a break from the internet for a while.

"I'm back"

Don't Laugh Challenge

The final result can be considered a different kind of success.

"Okay—upload complete!"

Miao Meng pressed the last button and watched the software display change to "Under Review." "This is our band's first video!"

Of course, it's also the last one.

"Well... it was posted on my personal account, so it can't really be considered official."

Miaomeng said with some regret.

Oblivionis quipped, "You really do like to waste your energy on trivial things."

“Oblivionis, this isn’t a waste of energy. Even if it only generates emotional value, it’s still something worth doing, like…”

Miao Meng tapped her chin with her fingers, pondering for a long time, and then said, "Our band... doesn't have an official name yet, right? Should we think of one?"

"Sigh... whatever you want."

Oblivionis sighed; there was nothing he could do about her.

Yanming, on the other hand, looked like he was watching a show: "I have no objection."

"Hmm... Matcha Band?"

"That's not allowed, right, Ryuna-chan?"

A bead of sweat rolled down Oblivionis's forehead.

The lamp lowered its head in silence, then said, "...We need to name it!"

"Little lamp?"

"Student Deng?"

"Light-chan?"

"Interesting girl."

The girl pressed her hand to her chest, forcibly suppressing the agitation within, and blurted out with a strength she could never have imagined before: "Even if it's going to end soon, our band... should have a proper name! It has to have one!"

"Let's discuss this while we eat!"

As the one who initiated the proposal, Miaomeng was the most enthusiastic. With a flick of her finger, she selected a lucky winner, "Dear Oblivionis! You'll be the first one!"

"Eh? I...I...I...I?"

Caught off guard, Oblivionis stammered, "Let me think about it..."

What name would suit their band?

Ave Mujica is definitely not a good fit... so what else would be more appropriate?

...What do these people have in common?

It seems a bit difficult to find.

The five of them seem to be completely different in every way.

Thinking about it, it's actually quite absurd that a band like this could actually get together and perform live...

absurd?

"Absurd Band...right?"

If their band is an utterly absurd existence.

So, wouldn't it be more fitting for their current situation to find a delicate balance in this absurd combination?