The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

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tomorrow!?

Chapter 90: The Road to Idol Begins

"Bang Bang Ka Bang~... Hello everyone, welcome to a program I'm currently filming out of my own pocket, as it's currently unsponsored. Welcome to a special episode of 'Road to Idol,' fetal movement... Oh, this one isn't quite moving—"

That’s the introductory episode! Anyway, it’s a special online program before the official launch. It’s not a recording but a live broadcast, so everyone is welcome to come and interact with us~”

In front of the camera, a man wearing a black hood with a golden X painted on it appeared, waved to the audience, and then spoke in Dongguo, Yanguo and English.

Although it seems like nonsense, there is actually a reason for this order -

Let’s talk about Dong Guoyu first. First, it’s out of respect for the locals...this is actually just used to make up the numbers. Secondly, the main market and customer groups in the future are here. How can we go against money?

Secondly, the live broadcast in Yan Guoyu is also being broadcasted simultaneously on Yan Guo’s Bilibili. You can always believe in the power of Yan Guo’s dad and mom fans!

...well, not the pink one.

Third, let's speak English... Actually, just casually chat and see if I can get some oil and knife fun. And maybe Wakamiya Eve's curry people in Northern Europe are watching too, and he himself has friends overseas.

"Okay, then, without further ado, let's jump right into the self-introductions. First of all... of course, I'm in charge of the idol group—

No...Kkilu~!"

After a short period of charging, Ping Xin shouted out their names loudly, Ultraman...ahem, anyway, the audience across the screen and noctchill who had been waiting for a long time could hear them.

"...Ah, where are the people?"

After waiting for a few seconds, Ping Xin asked.

The camera lens also shook left and right, as if to tell him: "Stay away from me! You don't know the answer, and yet you ask me?"

“Pong——!”

First, there was a loud bang from the ceiling, and then a strange mist-like smoke and dust spread out. The sound of wood blocks falling to the ground could be vaguely heard, and then four beautiful figures descended from the sky -

"Hey! Who is coming?"

One person stood in the middle, silent and pretending to be an expert, but in fact it was because the recoil from the ground was too strong. One person folded his arms and squinted at the camera, showing his cool demeanor. One person just opened his mouth and said "Ahaha" - we all know who she is. The last person...

"Shhh!...I-I didn't hear about falling from the upper floor!"

Yes, it must be Fukumaru Koito.

Manually generate fog and manually generate wind, and after filming the show, you can use force to stick the ceiling back together. This is Pingxin's way of saving money!

"What? It's actually [Shock~!...I, I didn't hear about falling from the upper floor]!"

"Hey... aren't we noctchill?"

"What? It's actually [Eh... Aren't we noctchill?]!"

Haven't you had enough fun, you bastard?

No, obviously not yet. From his excited tone, you can tell he can play for a whole day. An elementary school student?

"Hello everyone, we're the idol group noctchill. That's the idiot producer who just brought us upstairs, drew a circle for us to stand in, and then let us fall down without a word."

"Hello everyone, I'm the producer of noctchill, my full name is ProducerX, you can call me Producer, Producer X or Mr. X~"

Ping Xin greeted the audience behind the screen without any embarrassment and enjoyed the explosive growth of barrage.

I think after today's live broadcast, there will probably be some "performance fee = one floor" or something like that. I'm really looking forward to it~

"Now, let me introduce today's guests. They're the resident idol group that will be filming the entire season with us—"

“Hello everyone, we are Pastel*Palettes~”

Without giving Pingxin a chance to show off, Bailu Qiansheng took the lead and pushed the door open directly.

Ping Xin, whose planned process was interrupted, stood there like a rusty tin man, but it seemed that he was not completely rusted. Finally, he slowly looked towards the camera like a person in a funny cartoon who was afraid to face reality.

“Um, is this really okay? ...Ah——!”

After Shirasagi Chisei pushed the door open, there was no more movement from inside. Out of an artist's ethics and trust in Hirashin, Maruyama Aya hid behind another sliding door.

Then after she accidentally pushed...

The door flew out! ?

A strong airflow and sonic boom were heard, and the paper-pasted wooden door flew very fast, but far slower than the ordinary letter that flew backwards.

“Gu…Aa ...

Ping Xin was first seen with his whole body blown by the strong wind and his clothes rustling. Then he flew out while screaming, and in the process, he knocked a large human-shaped hole in the wall of the building and disappeared without a trace.

"Ah, there's the sun."

The entire dojo has been carefully designed so that sunlight can enter from above and illuminate the inside through reflection, so that it does not feel hot inside.

But at this moment, a person was opened in the white wall? ...After a hole was opened, the strongest yellow-haired derivative in the solar system drilled in without any holes.

Well, the four people from noctchill didn't seem worried at all. Instead, they sat on the ground and watched.

Even Hina, Toru, and Koito ran to the front of the hole and took a few photos, some of them even made hand gestures and took photos imitating the big hole pose.

As for why Enka is not here...well, she is a photographer.

Bailu Qiansheng stood there in a daze, thinking that something had happened but not knowing how to make peace with it.

I've been in the industry for ten years, what haven't I seen? (×)

I've never seen this scene before! (√)

Behind her is the second confused person, Aya Maruyama, who is looking at her hands and thinking that she has finally awakened some superhuman talent... But why is this superhuman talent not singing and dancing but superhuman (physics)?

Superman, Superman, save the world.

Yes, no problem.

On the side, there was also the number one black guy, Hikawa Hina, a rebellious genius, who was laughing wildly and taking pictures of Shirasagi Chisei and Maruyama Aya.

Wakamiya Eve, who was standing by, was so excited that she thought it was so cool, so she started playing a samurai game imitating the Taiga drama with the honest man Yamato Maya, who was confused and didn't know what to do.

All of this was recorded by the camera, but no sound could be heard because it was too far away... Well, it could also be because the audience's eardrums were broken just now.

This scene reminds people of pantomime, an art form that was very popular in the last century.

Saying nothing but saying everything...

Wait, isn't that something weird over there?!

The careless camera glanced over the large hole in the wall and paid no attention, but 0.2 seconds later it turned back and focused—

A figure, hands trembling, was trying to invade through the large hole in the wall...

Wouldn't it be faster to go around in a circle with this time?

After striking several poses, the strange man, whose clothes were tattered and covered in dust but whose hood was spotless, finally returned to the dojo along the same route.

Then he took out a pair of special green single-frame glasses and put them on, trembling as if he was 80 years old.

Drip, drop, drop——

The audience in the United States has started to be careful about whether there are bombs in their homes, and after searching without finding any, they continued to watch the show.

Hirayama pointed at Maruyama Aya and said, "Your idol power is 5800 points! ... Ugh—"

Then, just like the common stepping stone villains in comics, after the explanation, the damage was calculated and he fell to the ground instantly.

It goes without saying that the barrage at this moment must be full of the word "dedication", right?

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Grass"

"prairie"

Chapter 91: Stop fighting!

After Hikawa Hina pointed the camera and pulled out the [Resurrection of the Dead], which was limited to 1 in the current version, Heishin was resurrected on the spot, full of energy.

"I never thought that there would be such a powerful idol in the world today, whose combat power could actually reach the realm of the tenth or even the ninth heaven."

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Grass"

"Where's the combat power setting from earlier?"

"A girl has grown up in Maruyama, her strength can move mountains and her spirit can conquer the world!"

"The homosexual 10 is greater than 9, damn."

"Well then, let's introduce ourselves~"

"..."

The three people from Pastel*Palettes looked at each other in bewilderment. Although Maruyama Aya was led over by Shirasagi Chisei, who had come to her senses, like a puppy, Hirayama (crossed out)...she was unaware of the dangers of the world and obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet. She could only be teased by Hikawa Hikari's menu.

"If the Magical Girl Leader, the Fan of the Big Arms, doesn't speak up, who else dares to speak first? Have you seen these fists with a full 5800 points of combat power?"

"Ping...Mr. X, please don't dub Xiao Cai casually."

"I see. Now that Smiling Yellow has spoken, I won't say any more. Please introduce yourself."

Who is [Smiling Yellow]! ?

It's obviously a team series, why are the naming formats different?

Bai Lu Qian Sheng, who had barely managed to maintain a smiling mask thanks to his 10 years of experience in the entertainment industry, smiled, nodded, and greeted the camera: "Hello everyone, I just found out about filming the show yesterday, but I haven't received any scripts, reminders, or notifications. I'm Bai Lu Qian Sheng, the bassist for Pastel*Palettes. Please give me your guidance!"

The resentment visible to the naked eye was conveyed through language, but unfortunately it was useless.

"Okay, Smiling Yellow."

"Okay, Smiling Yellow."

"Okay, Smiling Yellow."

Bailu Qiansheng: #!

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

"I see... Xiao Qiansheng wants to be a council member in the future, right?"

"I never said anything like that. Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation, Mr. X~"

Bringing his acting skills to 10% perfection, at this moment Bai Lu Qiansheng's Smiling Mask has reached its ultimate level.

Damn, who can break through such a terrifying iron wall?

Who can!?

"Okay, Councillor Smile."

"Okay, Councillor Yellow."

"Okay, Smiling Councillor Huang."

"Okay, Pastel*Palettes' yellow glitter."

Hard!

Even harder!!!

"Seemingly sensing the surge in Shirae Chisei's idol power and sensing the threat, Maruyama Aya's consciousness instantly cleared. Could it be that the ultimate battle is about to begin right now!?"

The camera was timely turned to the four members of noctchill who had no idol image and were sitting aside eating popcorn and drinking Coke while watching the show. Hina and Toru even greeted the camera.

"Hey, what's going on now?"

Maruyama Aya, a new idol who had just regained her ability to think, asked a question, but received two completely different answers: