At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Guitarist Rin Kamiya is a professional musician at a music technical college in Japan, working part-time while studying. He is low-key and never boasts. His equipment is a custom Ibanaz + Line 6 all-in-one system, which is quite standard.

The drummer is named Yui Ogura. She is a Japanese drummer signed with a record company. Although she is an independent artist, she has released quite a few singles and recordings, and is a very talented musician.

What Su Che least expected was their bassist.

The bassist listed in the document seemed to be absent for some reason, so their team hired an outside helper, a "substitute bassist," and I just happened to have met this person before...

It was Ling Yao's old teammate—Tsukishima Yui.

Now, Su Che was no longer sleepy.

Holding the intelligence data in his hand, he looked at Xiaoxiao with a puzzled expression.

"Can Mosse make substitutions at halftime?"

"Uh...theoretically speaking, yes. After all, a band has several members, and if someone suddenly has an emergency and ends up in the hospital or can't make it, the competition has to continue..."

Xiao Xiao pondered, "Their team is all Japanese, so they must be in the Japanese ACG music scene. Yui is one of them, so there's a chance she'd be called over as a ghostwriter."

"..."

After listening to Xiaoxiao's analysis, it does make sense.

I wanted to ask Ling Yao what was going on between her and Yui, but then I remembered that Ling Yao was still supposedly being held in solitary confinement at 61Studio…

"Captain, Ling Yao told me that because she and Miya teamed up to steal a zither from the master... they were severely punished after being discovered. Master Lu couldn't bear to physically punish them, so he decided to put them in solitary confinement for 30000 days to vent his anger... The two of them together will be confined for 30000 days. If one of them wants to go out, the other must stay in the studio and play the zither like crazy to take turns..."

"...??"

Su Che did some quick calculations and thought to himself, "Isn't my father a bit too ruthless?"

Thirty thousand days, how many years is that?

If we calculate based on 365 days per year, then 30,000 days is approximately 82 years, which is a person's lifetime.

If those two people split the cost, they'd be locked up for over 41 years, until retirement age, and wouldn't be out until they were over sixty...

Is this reasonable?

“Cheche, Miya told me when she got home that her master said that if she wanted to be released from confinement… she had to transfer the punishment to a major life event, directly sign a contract, and agree to marry the person he designated… and if she ever went back on her word, the contract would have legal effect and she would have to pay back the price of that priceless artifact… that seems to be a number that she could never pay back even if she worked her whole life.”

"..."

Su Che cursed his father inwardly for being crazy, actually trying to interfere with Xiao Mao and Ling Yao's marriage.

He then silently raised his hand, indicating that he was aware of the matter.

"Don't worry, I'll get them out."

He said confidently, "No matter who that guy wants to marry Miya and Lingyao to, I will not agree. If he wants to force it, I can force it too; I will resolve it by force."

"...Cheche, let's calm down. Your health isn't very good."

An Qing reminded him with a worried expression.

Su Che clicked his tongue, unconvinced.

After a moment of regrouping, the phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Bai Chu calling, so he answered the call.

"Hello? Chuchu."

"Su Che, are you feeling better? We've been assigned to another hotel, so we can't see you right away... but I miss you so much."

On the phone, Bai Chu's voice sounded somewhat anxious.

She hadn't seen Su Che for a long time, but due to the busy schedule of the competition, she had to travel between the city and the suburbs, and her daily schedule was packed.

"Yes, we'll see it tomorrow, no rush."

Su Che offered a brief reassurance.

I still remember the last Christmas party night, when Bai Chu brought all the members of "Silver Travel Ship" to my house to participate in the social gathering as guests.

Su Che didn't have much of an impression of them, but inexplicably, those musicians suddenly handed over tens of thousands of yuan... This shocked him greatly, and he quickly refused.

Seeing that a direct confrontation wasn't working, the opposing lead guitarist, Hiyori Ise, decided to try a reverse take. Before leaving, she slipped some cash into a gift box, which was accidentally delivered into the house by a maid.

And just like that, this flawed financial relationship was inadvertently established.

Su Che called them, wanting to resolve the matter, but Rihe said, "Just accept it, you landmine guy. This is all Chuchu's kindness. We're willing to hand over this salary so we can hang out with her. So if you don't accept it, it means you want to break up 'Silver Travel Ship,' you want to use evil methods to dismantle us from within. You're a dark man, I'll hate you for life."

"..."

Since things had come to this point, Su Che certainly couldn't refuse.

His plan didn't involve splitting up the rival team... and the members of "Silver Voyager" were all truly talented musicians, whether it was the cool Hiyori, the lesbian bassist who flirted with pretty girls everywhere, or the drummer who just stayed in the kitchen eating until the meeting ended, they were all pretty strong...

He has a kind face.

At least, they're much cuter than the "killer team" that's been circulating online.

Therefore, Su Che had a fairly good impression of them.

"Group C has no chance of beating us, so I'll be waiting for you in the finals. Hiyori told me she won't hold back and told me not to let beauty distract me from respecting the music, so... uh, I'll be a little serious and give you a good beating. Are you mentally prepared?"

Bai Chu flirted with a smile.

"Of course. Although no one from our 'Seven Colors' group has been together for a month, I'm not one to be trifled with."

"Once Mosse is completely over, I need to really clear my head, Bai Chu. How about we go back to the countryside together then? I'm getting a little tired of the city's noise and hustle and bustle."

Su Che stared at the stark white ceiling and spoke as if he were about to die.

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Chapter 297 But the child wants to kill you now

Unlike previous competitions, the semi-finals were held at the Mercedes-Benz Arena, a venue specifically designed for live performances or concerts.

Mosse has clearly spent a considerable amount of money on this campaign, and has also put in a lot of effort in terms of publicity.

The press corps surrounded the entrance, having started filming the four bands even before they entered the venue, afraid of missing a single detail.

But for some reason, Su Che always felt that his team seemed to have more cameramen and photographers following them than other teams...

"Is it just my imagination...?"

Unable to verify the information, he could only quicken his pace and lead the cats into the venue as fast as he could.

According to the schedule, the main competition will start at 7 p.m. tonight. After the two groups finish their performances, the results will be announced at 8 p.m., followed by a half-hour break before the final.

After the final winner is determined, there will be an encore performance, in which a mystery band guest will come and sing with the champion. Finally, there will be a closing ceremony, in which a representative of Mosse will give a speech and announce the ambassador team. Thus, the competition comes to an end.

Su Che looked around and saw that the judges had changed and were sitting in front of the VIP seats, while the audience behind them had not yet begun to enter.

"Ok?"

In that brief moment of scanning, he narrowed his eyes and vaguely felt that he saw a familiar face in the audience.

"What's wrong, Cheche?"

An Qing, who was standing next to him, followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at a middle-aged man in the center of the judges' panel.

The man wore a black mask, had a middle-parted fringe, crossed his arms, and wore a leather jacket. He looked to be around forty or fifty years old and possessed extraordinary charm.

Although his face was covered, the fact that he was able to sit in the main seat of the judging panel suggests that he was no ordinary person.

"I have a feeling that it's someone I've met before."

Su Che became increasingly suspicious.

Not for any other reason than that the man's physique seemed remarkably similar to the image of his father in his memory.

"Gu Zhi, where's Gu Zhi? Come here."

"I'm here."

Gu Zhi was called to his side.

"Look at that person, have you seen him before?"

Su Che asked directly.

"!"

Gu Zhi followed the gaze, and then, in the next second, she was stunned! She immediately gave the answer: "I've seen him before. Che, he's the man who handed my mother his business card."

"."

At this moment, the truth is revealed.

Su Che stared intently at someone on the judges' panel with complex hatred, the pressure in his heart increasing exponentially.

Logically and emotionally, it would be normal for a master in the Tianhai music scene to attend the Mosse competition as a judge. However, the problem is that he will watch his team's entire performance and has the "right to score".

In other words, the future of "Seven Colors" is actually in that person's hands, and the proportion is not small!

This caused him, who had been calm and collected during the competition, to lose his composure.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous. My desire to prove myself to him was amplified to an extreme.

"Che, he...he is...?"

Gu Zhi hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself. Privately, everyone had already gossiped and speculated about who Su Che's ultimate enemy was.

Based on the clues provided by An Qing and Miya, Gu Zhi had long suspected that the person was likely a relative of Su Che, otherwise Su Che would not have held such a grudge.

As expected, the women finally heard him admit it himself:

"He's a guy who's related to me by blood, but I don't consider him my father."

"...Oh, this."

“I never experienced any family atmosphere growing up. If it weren’t for Sister Ise, Tangtang and Mianmian accompanying me through my childhood, I might not have made it to today.”

Su Che chuckled to himself and continued walking forward. "Some people don't consider the responsibility of things, so they just bury themselves in hard work for the sake of immediate pleasure. What I despise the most are people who lack self-awareness."

Perhaps he was better than me in every way, perhaps he was far more charming, talented, and capable than me at my age, and superior in everything, but these cannot be reasons for him to force me into this world. After all, I have never experienced happiness; before meeting you all, I didn't know what happiness was.

"So today, I need to rely on everyone's help."

"I need you to help me prove that even without the care of my family, even if I am a withered blade of grass growing crookedly in the wind and rain, I can still realize my dreams, I can still take a strong step on the path I love, and achieve something. I want to tell him this, that's all."