Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 60:26 "Performance Continued"

Accompanied by the guitar and drum prelude, the keyboard comes in.

The keyboardist named "Ito Yusaki" has a very good playing skill for a high school student.

Masumi couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart.

The synthesizer's sound is crystal clear, and each note is like a particle of light floating on the water.

After the guitar, bass, keyboard and drums have all performed their best, the lead singer's vocals finally join in.

Monday, shine with your song

As the first line of lyrics hit his eardrum, Masumi frowned subconsciously.

The breathing is unstable and the ventilation is obvious.

The singing seemed to float up and down because of the tension, like a gentle sound wave hanging over the city.

That's terrible, please, please calm down.

Ignoring Masumi's inner prayers, the light singing continued.

"Hey, Masumi-kun, is this bad?" Asami tugged at the corner of his clothes, moved closer, and asked in a low voice.

"You heard it too?"

"No, it just feels weird." Mami frowned. "But you'll understand after looking at the audience's reactions."

Masumi shifted his gaze from the stage to the audience and noticed that several audience members in the front row had their heads down and were browsing their phones, their brows furrowed even deeper.

Under normal circumstances, at a LiveHouse compilation performance, no matter how popular the band is, standing in the audience without playing with mobile phones or shaking your head, even if it is just standing there like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, is basic etiquette and the minimum respect for the performance.

Especially when standing in the front row of the audience and playing with your mobile phone indifferently is a very impolite and hurtful behavior.

The reason for being so ruthless was probably because the audience thought the performance was too bad and did not respect the audience enough.

There needs to be respect between band members, and between the audience and the musicians.

"future……"

On the other side, Kamiyo Rin was staring at the stage expressionlessly, her amethyst-like eyes revealing a dazed look.

My sight caught the nervous expression of the girl singing on the stage.

There was a moment in the distant future when everyone was stunned.

The pick slipped from her sweaty fingertips, but fortunately her teammates helped her continue with the sounds of guitar and keyboard. After she came to her senses, she plucked the strings with her fingernails and sang the song with a tight voice.

She had never imagined that a formal live performance would be like this. It was completely different from the performance at the cultural festival.

The professional stage equipment was completely different from the temporary venue in the school gymnasium. Under the glaring hot lights, the audience's faces could not be seen at all, and the echo was not as full as in the narrow space of the rehearsal room. From where she was standing, she could only hear the drum beats and a certain part of the return sound behind her.

The scale of the dozens of spectators was far less than the number of spectators at the cultural festival, but the sight that pierced my face was so painful.

She subconsciously looked at Toyama Aimei, who was closest to her. She nodded slightly at her and encouraged the future with her eyes.

Although this senior with a cat-ear bun often behaves in surprising ways and looks unreliable, she plays the guitar very well, which is in stark contrast to her slightly frivolous appearance when she is on stage.

The other three seniors also played very well. Jiuyuan Mirai knew that they had been forming a band since their first year of high school and had rich stage experience.

However, the more this happened, the heavier the burden on her heart became. She was afraid that her mistakes would drag down the whole group, and she couldn't help but sing in a timid voice.

If the lead singer shows any signs of weakness, the performance loses its momentum.

The audience will not have patience for such a lackluster performance.

In the distant future, it felt as if reality had hit her on the forehead, and the paint on the guitar dimly reflected her uneasy expression.

The light above my head was so hot that my forehead was covered in sweat and my brown hair stuck to my cheeks, but my fingers were trembling with cold.

The left hand that was pressing the chords on the fingerboard also began to tremble.

Small mistakes like accidentally muffling the next string with your fingertips, or over-strumming or missing a strum with your right hand are common.

What is even more serious is the increasingly unstable singing.

"What should we do, Masumi-kun?" Asami asked him.

Below the stage, more and more people impatiently retreated to the back rows to play with their phones, or simply left the venue to get some fresh air. "You ask me, but I don't have much to say," Masumi shrugged helplessly, his expression showing no sign of letting on.

As for the performance itself, the people off the stage cannot provide any help to the musicians, even the teammates on the stage are the same. The only one who can rely on to get out of the predicament is themselves.

Especially sounds like "Come on", those encouraging words cannot produce any positive effect.

Sweat dripped down his temples and chin, and Masumi unconsciously clenched his fists.

Jiuyuan...will she stop?
In his heart, he secretly cheered for the young people in this coffee shop, but there was nothing else he could do.

Thursday, let's think of the names of the stars together
The dry singing continued. Jiuyuan Future tried hard to control his emotions and continue the performance. After an interlude, he seemed to have finally successfully connected with the beat.

Just when Masumi was relieved for him, suddenly——

——The singing stopped abruptly.

Jiuyuan Wei suddenly took his hands off the guitar, gripped the microphone tightly, stopped singing.

The girls behind him showed surprised expressions when they saw this. The drummer was stunned at first, and then stopped playing.

The other parts, without the drum beat, mixed together, like a sofa base sliding and tearing the floor, making a teeth-grinding sound, and the bass sound echoed through the Ampeg speakers.

The sudden discordant sound made the audience who were playing with their mobile phones look up in surprise.

The entire stage was enveloped in an abnormal silence.

Needless to say, this was a performance accident.

The LiveHouse manager, who was hidden in the crowd at the back, did not show any accusatory look, but instead shook his head and sighed with mixed emotions.

Masumi also sighed deeply.

“…It’s terrible.”

He blurted out unconsciously that no matter how well he performed, he should at least not stop playing.

Even if you just have to sing it with gritted teeth and play it.

After the abnormal silence, what flooded the stage were the obvious unhappy voices of the remaining audience members.

"What are you doing?"

"that is……"

"Performance accident?"

"We should have left after that band finished their performance."

Such sounds, which could no longer be called whispers, were heard incessantly.

Masumi was anxious, but the performance wasn't over yet, so she could only wait and watch from the audience.

The arm exposed from the short-sleeved shirt was suddenly grasped tightly by a hand. It was very soft and slender, a girl's hand, with a slightly cool body temperature.

He glanced over subconsciously: it was Hanekawa Kaizuki.

The plump curves under the lapels undulated violently, the long flaxen hair swayed gently, and a strange blush appeared on the fair cheeks.

The short and trembling sounds of breathing in and out seemed to be filled with uneasy fear, sounding like a wail.

"Hey, Hanekawa, what's wrong?"

Noticing her obviously abnormal reaction, Masumi asked with concern.

The girl completely ignored him, and then the sound of sneakers clacking on the floor was heard. Hanekawa Kaizuki suddenly loosened her clenched hands, and while Masumi was still at a loss, she ran away from the LiveHouse as if escaping.

"Hey? Xiao Haiyue, where are you going?" Mami called her.

"Wait a moment."

Kamiyo Rinone stretched out her hand to stop the girl from running for her life, but Haiyue broke free with amazing courage and her figure immediately disappeared at the entrance.

The sudden incident hit Masumi's reaction nerves, leaving him no time to think.

Masumi took a look at the messy scene on the stage, sighed deeply, then immediately turned around and rushed out, catching up with Hanekawa Kaizuki.

(End of this chapter)