The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Xu Zhixiao is a homebody.

Why not stay home if you have no friends?

But lately she can't stay at home anymore, and she spends her precious free time after work rushing to the music store.

Because of the previous defeat.

She vowed to give an even better performance at her next show.

Moreover, there's a recent competition involving all of Nanjing, where rock bands from across the city are waiting to compete on the same stage.

"Sister Zhixiao, it seems we won't be able to participate in the Qinhuai Sound Wave Rock Showdown."

Why?

"We don't have any fans because we need online voting."

Rock and roll has long since moved beyond its early underground era.

In this era saturated with commercial operations, the prerequisite for any competition to be established is traffic.

"How about we upload a few more videos?"

"It's no use, Sister Zhixiao, our social media accounts only have about twenty followers."

As the champion of the Matchmaker Cup, Hei Ye Hai has the strength to stand out, at least in Jiangning District.

But this is not an era where talent alone can win everything.

Traffic is generated through hype, not through performance.

Faced with this situation, the group sat there helplessly.

Misfortune never comes singly.

The music store owner also delivered devastating news at this moment.

"I can't provide you with a venue or instruments."

The music store owner's surname is Wang, and he's a veteran rock musician.

I saved up some money playing in a band in my early years... actually, it was from stock trading.

How much money can you make playing in a band?

Then I opened a small music store on Shangyuan Second Street in Dongshan Subdistrict, where I would take a few children to play the piano during winter and summer vacations.

"Business is bad, and Uncle Wang can't do anything about it."

"Uncle Wang, what should we do about the shop?"

"Let's sell it."

After saying that, Lao Wang went out to put up a "For Sale" sign on the door.

This was clearly the result of his careful consideration.

Originally, I took in these kids purely out of personal interest, but now that business is bad and I can't support them anymore, it's understandable.

The group of people looked at each other again, bewildered.

Because we are both fellow sufferers in this world.

What else can be said?

"I can contribute some money."

Xu Zhixiao's family is definitely not short of money.

But she couldn't possibly ask her family for money for something like this.

Her own salary is just that of an ordinary doctor, and what she contributes is far from enough.

"Sister Xiaozhi, we can also contribute our wages."

"Forget it, keep your salaries for living expenses."

Instruments and venue are big problems, and Xu Zhixiao definitely has to come up with a solution, otherwise the band will have to disband on the spot.

"Or maybe we should ask Brother Lu."

"no."

Xu Zhixiao shook her head almost subconsciously.

She never saw Lu Yuan as an investor, but rather as a "spiritual pillar" that supported her in bravely pursuing her dreams.

"I'll figure something out."

They said they would try to find a solution.

But I couldn't come up with a solution even after thinking about it all afternoon.

Xu Zhixiao's social circle is only so big; it's either at home or at work.

Most of the work relationships were just ordinary colleague relationships, and parents were not allowed to get involved in the matter.

If it's something else in her life, she can just call home, and most of the troubles will be resolved.

But when it came to actually facing the problem herself...

She then realized that she was helpless.

They didn't even have a friend to ask for help or discuss things with.

She didn't even dare to think about it.

What will she do if her parents pass away one day?

She picked up her phone and swiped the contact repeatedly, while sitting on a stool in the band's rehearsal room, scratching her head incessantly.

When people feel helpless, they pray for angels to come, just like Peter Pan.

The angels did not come.

A swaying figure appeared.

"It's only been a few days since I last came, and they're already offering it for sale."

Lu Yuan reached out and tore off the sale slip from the doorway, slapping it down in front of Boss Wang's counter.

"It's better to kill a middle-aged artistic man than to make him give up his ideals."

"The body may not move, but the heart is already dead."

He speaks with an old-fashioned, artsy vibe.

Old Wang stared helplessly at Lu Yuan, then casually brought him a stool to sit on.

"Get me the most expensive set of instruments for them, and renovate the rehearsal room too."

"what?"

The music store business, while not as extravagant as the antique industry, is still a business.

But it's also a very high-priced transaction; replacing the entire set of instruments is enough for him to grit his teeth and hold on for a while longer.

"I'll renovate your shabby counter and hang a huge picture of the entire Black Sea on top. Who knows, people will come to admire it, and your business will improve."

Old Wang was so engrossed in the joy of the opening that he was completely unaware of what Lu Yuan was saying.

It's interesting how middle-aged artsy men are; when they receive a business offer, they don't place an order or check the inventory.

He first grabbed a guitar and started humming.

He grunted.

The band members weren't idle either; they all came out of the side room's music room, pondering the meaning behind Lu Yuan's words.

Lu Yuan waved his hand dismissively.

"Hurry up and finish an original song, then come perform with me later."

"Brother Lu, we have an online poll. Could you help us get some votes?"

The straightforward Xiao Lü immediately spoke his mind, and his girlfriend Xiao Huang couldn't stop him even if she tried.

Lu Yuan didn't say anything.

He patted Little Green's head and then reached out and pulled it.

Wig.

Lu Yuan laughed at him, "You're not being genuine either."

"Don't wear outlandish clothes when delivering packages!"

Being called unrealistic is no different from taking his life, so Xiao Lü retorted, his neck stiff and his face flushed.

A group of people looked at him and chuckled foolishly, then one by one they took off the wigs they were wearing.

Not only are delivery services prohibited from wearing outlandish clothing.

Other industries also prohibit outlandish clothing.

"Black Night Sea, Black Night Sea, it's nice to keep your hair black too."

The boss, Lu Yuan, spoke up, half-reclining in a rocking chair by the window with his hand behind his head.

Outside the window was the scenery of early autumn. In the side room, a few young people were laughing foolishly, while a middle-aged man in a hoodie was playing the guitar in the lobby.

"The music store owner should focus on selling instruments, the band should focus on singing, and the rest is up to me."

Lu Yuan said, swaying slightly.

Xu Zhixiao quietly leaned closer: "I still have some savings, I can help you..."

"Xiao Zhi, please focus on singing and don't worry about things that the boss should be worrying about."

"I am Xu Zhixiao."

Xu Zhixiao said seriously.

Lu Yuan answered seriously.

"Then I need to sing even better."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm a matchmaker, and the moment I accept a case, I've already sworn an oath to the great God of Marriage."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Zhixiao complained speechlessly, she could never keep up with Lu Yuan's train of thought.

But Lu Yuan wasn't lying; he looked through his phone.

I found the promotional slogan for the Yue Lao matchmaking agency.

"From the moment you trust the God of Love, he becomes responsible for your happiness."