Aspiring to be a girl in a band

Eh?

Xiangzi was taken aback at first, but then he understood.

That makes sense... the child's home happens to be nearby.

But... it's amazing that we could run into each other at this time.

Fate is truly... a wonderful thing.

Xiangzi quickly took two deep breaths before waving at the figure.

The person who steps onto the tram is the lamp.

Deng stared blankly for a moment as Xiangzi waved at her, before approaching him with joy.

"Xiangzi... I can't believe I'm seeing you here."

At Xiangzi's prompting, Deng sat down next to Xiangzi.

"Hmm...that's exactly what I was thinking of saying too."

Xiangzi responded to the light, his eyes full of doting affection.

Volume 1: Chapter 183 Mutual Growth

Why is Xiangzi here?

The lamp opened its big, watery eyes like a curious baby.

"Hmm... well..."

Xiangzi awkwardly turned his gaze elsewhere.

She couldn't very well tell the lamp... that she had followed her father all the way here...

So I have to find an excuse.

But... to the naturally sensitive Deng, it seemed that Xiangzi had some unspeakable secret that he couldn't tell her.

Although the facts are not far off.

But then I thought about how Xiangzi had something he didn't want to tell me...

The lamp unconsciously recalled that day.

On that day, Xiangzi didn't give any reason and simply chose to quit Crychic.

The lamp's mood suddenly became very low.

"Um... Don't think anything like that, Deng!"

Xiangzi knew lamps inside and out. As soon as he saw the lamp bury its head, he instantly knew what this stubborn boy was thinking.

"Ok?"

Hearing Xiangzi's words and his somewhat anxious tone, Deng finally raised his head again, but the doubt in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

Am I overthinking it?

"Anyway... it's not what you think, but the reason I came here is... I can't tell you."

Xiangzi's face flushed slightly as he hurriedly offered an explanation.

"why."

But the lamp didn't seem to be buying it, and just continued to look at Xiangzi with those clear eyes.

...Oh no, the lights are really something.

He quickly looked at me with that kind of gaze...

Xiangzi felt that Deng's pure eyes once again awakened her sense of guilt, making her feel very embarrassed.

"Hmm... since Xiangzi says so..."

After scrutinizing her for a while, Deng finally let Xiangzi go, because she realized that Xiangzi did care about her.

Xiangzi was too embarrassed to tell her the reason precisely because he cared about her so much.

The lamp seemed pleased to realize this, and decided to pretend that nothing had happened.

……

call.

Seeing that Deng's mood was gradually improving, Xiangzi's feelings became somewhat complicated.

Perhaps it's because he's been hanging out with some bad guy for too long that even his white moonlight has been tainted with some bad thoughts.

Honestly, it's just a lamp, yet it dared to make me look so disheveled.

Xiangzi carefully examined the lamp, trying to find some clues on it.

What's the lamp doing out today?

Hmm... there's no sign of it being deliberately dressed up, but it's just a lamp after all, so that doesn't really prove anything.

Xiangzi knew the details of the lamp very well.

She knew that the lamp didn't quite fall into the category of "social anxiety".

But it can also be considered a model of the interior design school.

Unless there are special circumstances or no one invites the lamp, the lamp itself will definitely not want to leave its activity area on its own.

The range of activities for lamps is basically limited to the home, the convenience store near the home, and the nearby park.

The furthest I've ever gone is to the aquarium and the planetarium.

What reason could have prompted Deng to voluntarily board the tram alone?

And... the direction is... so remote.

Xiangzi looked up at the tram route map.

The destinations along this route are increasingly remote.

After thinking for a while, Xiangzi finally spoke up and asked.

"Deng...where are you planning to go today?"

Upon hearing this, Deng simply shook his head.

"It's not for fun... it's... practice."

practise?

Xiangzi frowned in confusion, then thought of something.

The band that used to be called Lamp and Aine... is now called Mygo.

Xiangzi knew that Mygo had always practiced in the Ring's compartment... but now the tram's route was completely opposite to the Ring's direction.

Just as Xiangzi was wondering, Deng seemed to have noticed this as well, so she took the initiative to add to it.

"This is... a special training for myself, to help me not get stage fright."

But after Deng finished explaining, Xiangzi was even more confused.

During his time with Crychic, Lamp did experience a period of stage fright, but he quickly overcame it and successfully shone on stage.

She also watched their Mygo live performance before.

Although... that time was a memory that Xiangzi didn't want to recall.

But Xiangzi saw it very clearly at that time.

The lights were still as dazzling as I remembered.

Such a dazzling light, why would it...? (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

"I think the current lamp is already perfect, there is absolutely no need for any special training."

Xiangzi looked into the lamp's eyes and said with great certainty.

"Um... thank you... thank you."

Xiangzi's straightforward affirmation startled Deng for a moment, and he blushed and thanked him repeatedly.

"I'm really happy to hear Xiangzi say that."

The lamp gave Xiangzi a sweet smile, and then continued.

“I… have always longed to be recognized by others. The first person to recognize me was Xiangzi, so I have never regretted meeting you, Xiangzi.”

Looking into Deng's sincere eyes, Xiangzi could only cough shyly and nod.

"Me too, that day... it was so great to be able to knock down the lamp on the rooftop."

Xiangzi said without thinking, but immediately realized that his words seemed a little awkward.

Their first encounter stemmed from a misunderstanding.

When Xiangzi saw the lamp leaning halfway out from the rooftop, trying to grab the petal, he was so frightened that he thought the lamp was going to commit suicide, so he quickly knocked the lamp to the ground.

There's no need to delve into the memories, because those memories are treasures that will never be forgotten by either of them.

"Wait...that's not what I meant."

"Hmm... I know, Xiangzi doesn't need to explain to me."

"Is that so..."

"Yes, that's why I think I need more people to recognize me, until one day I want to stand on the biggest stage."

The lamp spoke with great confidence.

Only then did Xiangzi realize something.

The girl in front of him, named Gao Songdeng, was no longer the pitiful little thing who could only hide behind him.

He was, in fact, the lead singer of the band.

"But... in that case, you'll have a hard time, and you'll have to do a lot of things that force yourself."

“I know… but if you want to be in a band for life, you have to face those things, even if you’re not good at them… you have to do them.”

"A band for life..."