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

Yu tide turned her gaze toward the gate.

The auditory system automatically isolates all noise.

A composer's ear can filter out any frequency band they want;

You can hear the melody and generate sheet music directly in your mind.

It can directly translate the sheet music of several tracks into musical notes.

For Yu tide, this ability was nothing more than a so-called talent that she suddenly discovered one day after practicing the piano to a certain level as a child.

"Boring."

To her, the flawed performance was utterly tasteless.

Only that young guitarist had some basic skills.

But that's all.

"For high school students, this level of performance is quite average."

Yu tide shook her head, still holding onto the same thought—

[Give me just one capable person, even just one, and I can crush the five neighboring schools with him.]

Otherwise, if they can't even suppress this area, how could they possibly challenge A-Lian?

Her anxiety gradually became uncontrollable.

"The problem now is, why hasn't the person who promised to come in yet?"

Her aloof and beautiful expression began to crumble, a hint of murderous malice creeping from the corner of her mouth—

If you dare stand me up, I'll go to your dorm tomorrow and take you under my thumb.

Yu tide had already scouted the location.

At the same time, a vast chessboard was laid out.

The music department meeting that day went like this—

[Minister: Senior Yu is currently working on an original piece and needs a reliable partner to help her research her musical style. Does anyone here volunteer, or can recommend a talented musician? If so, please stand up.]

[Student council president attending the meeting: Hmm, what level of qualifications does the person you're looking for need?]

[Secretariat Director: She mentioned this once, saying that I need to be proficient in guitar or bass, and preferably not bad-looking. Otherwise, forget it.]

The group looked at each other.

[Musical Instrument Club President: What? It also has to be visually appealing? That means it absolutely has to be someone of the opposite sex, a boy, right?]

[Minister of Music: You've gone too far. Do you have any leads?]

[Club President: I keep seeing a pretty cool guy carrying a violin on the men's dorm floor of our building. I don't know his skill level, but it seems... he's in... who's in that dorm again? Zhang Cong, is that your dorm? Is he your roommate? I've seen him walk out of your dorm. Although not often.]

Zhang Cong: …………

then--

Under the silent gaze of Senior Yu,

The student council president wove a vast web to create this "demand".

It can be said that the joint performance of the entire seven schools,

It's about preparing to recruit someone and see what they're capable of on the spot.

Everyone within the school knows this, but they keep it a secret.

Only Su Che, oblivious to everything else and living a monotonous life going back and forth between school and home, remained completely unaware.

I thought today would just be a normal day, watching other girls perform on stage, and I'd just have to say something in the crowd.

therefore……

When he opened the door, had his ticket checked, and entered with the mindset of "finally, I can hide in a dark corner and enjoy a long-awaited live performance"—

Throughout the entire space,

All eyes were on him.

……

……

Chapter 45 Heavenly Music Livehouse: Completely Oblivious to Beauty (4K Two-in-One)

For a moment, Su Che thought he was hallucinating.

He always kept a low profile at school, and when he was out and about, he always kept his eyes on the ground.

They wouldn't notice the scenery around them.

Therefore, it has always defined itself as a "parasite living in the dark sewers".

Until just now,

It seems like everyone in the entire livehouse, including the audience, the musicians on stage, and even the sound engineer… everyone,

The moment I opened the sliding door, everyone's eyes were drawn to me... though only for a second, before everything returned to normal.

However, Su Che wasn't blind. Even though everyone else seemed to be in perfect sync, he still felt a burning sensation, like a vampire bat exposed to holy light.

It burned my whole body and made me feel uncomfortable for a few seconds.

What's going on?

He looked back and found a door behind him.

Looking around the scene again, I noticed some girls from other schools pretending to be watching, but their eyes were constantly darting towards my direction.

Something's not right. Nine out of ten things are wrong.

Su Che began to consider leaving.

When I tried to pull the door open with my backhand, I found that I couldn't budge it.

It turned out that the ticket agent outside had locked himself inside by leaning against the door.

【…】

Su Che felt immense pressure.

"Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. I want to see what this trap is all about."

He followed the flow of people, walking around the outermost edge towards the middle and back.

That's the place with the best sound field in the entire space; all the large tube boxes on the stage are facing that direction.

The second-floor platform is directly above Su Che, which is also his blind spot.

But through the gap in the handrail, Yu tide could clearly lock her gaze on him, and it never left him for even a second from the moment he entered the Livehouse.

The performance on stage continued.

Su Che was quite interested in appreciating other people's playing; after all, he had bought a ticket and spent money, so he had to be aware that it was worth the price.

[Lead vocalist, drummer, lead singer, keyboardist...Emm...]

[No bass? This setup looks familiar.]

He suddenly remembered that Yuan Xiao had mentioned that the team she was kicked out of had roughly the same configuration.

Upon closer inspection

Behind the band, on the PV screen, the projector displayed the logo "Water Color"...

"...?"

Su Che frowned.

He fell into deep thought.

The first time I met Yuan Xiao, her outfit was a classic light blue color, and she had many light blue ornaments and dolls at home, indicating that she really, really liked this color scheme.

Warm colors, deep blue, and a refreshing feel evoke a longing for the blue sky.

Su Che narrowed his eyes.

"Water color, water color..."

He looked around.

Many audience members raised their phones to record videos of the people on stage.

It appears that recording videos is not prohibited inside the venue, and the ticket office has not put up any signs with venue rules.

Su Che thought for a moment, then picked up his phone, took a picture of the four of them performing, and then found Yuan Xiao's WeChat account and sent it to him.

"Is this someone you know? Their team is called Mizuiro."

The message has just been sent.

The other side immediately erupted in anger.

"what--!!!!"

Yuan Xiao immediately replied with a series of four cat-like sighs!

Su Che was slightly stunned, feeling that the answer was about to be revealed.

"It's them! It's them! The lead singer is Sister Meng, she studied folk bel canto! The keyboardist is Wang Lu, Lulu; the drummer is Du Yuan, she's called Xiao Yuan in the band! They're all my former teammates! Oh dear, I don't recognize the guitarist, Sister Meng calls her 'Ling' or something, I don't know her full name!"

Yuan Xiao posted a meme of a little bird crying, adding pitifully:

"Hey hey hey, I'm probably going to be replaced by that new guitar girl! She's my biggest rival in the future! Can you help me see if I... can I win?"

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Having made up his mind, Su Che naturally wouldn't hesitate any longer.

He walked through the crowd and took a few steps forward.

They began to offer a more professional critique of the performance on stage.

"Regardless of their technique, apart from the guitarist who can barely get the rhythm and chords right, the rest of them..."