Mygo, it is more important for the three of us to live a good life than anything else

Yuto held the phone in his hand and said softly,

"In this big family, we are her strongest support. No matter what decision she makes, I support her."

After saying this, Youren looked at Sushi in front of him.

"What do you think?"

After hearing what Youren said, Su Shi's eyes widened slightly, and then she nodded slightly.

“Home is a safe haven, but it’s not a hitch.”

Yuto looked at the butterfly group performing on the stage and spoke softly.

"Yes, yes."

Hearing this, Su Shi finally loosened her fingers that were caressing each other, and followed You Ren's gaze to look at the stage.

......

At the same time, on the other side,

Miao Meng looked at the phone in her hand. The first message she sent explaining the situation had been read a few minutes ago, but Youren still hadn't replied to her.

She pursed her lips tightly, kept her finger on the send button for a long time, and finally took it away.

At this time, the unsent message that was originally blocked is now unblocked, and the content inside is,

"what should I do?"

With a soft sigh, Miao Meng's eyebrows drooped.

Time passes by minute by minute. If I can't make a decision, I'm afraid I'll be caught between a rock and a hard place.

But there is no correct answer as to what I should do.

Looking at the message on his phone again, Miao Meng decided to let go of his attitude and hardened his heart to send out this message that was almost like a pampering.

what do I do?

After sending this message, Miao Meng felt that the burden in her heart was lessened.

She recalled the days when she came to Tokyo.

Although I was a little uncomfortable at first, I was able to adapt with my strong will and accomplish many things.

For example, studying, acting and managing accounts.

After joining this band, I seem to have become "weak" and started to habitually do things emotionally.

If compared with other things, Miao Meng would probably choose the audition without hesitation.

But when Miao dreamed of everyone in the band, there seemed to be a strange feeling, as if he was at home in Kumamoto.

There are noisy brothers and sisters, a loving mother, and a reliable father.

This feeling can also be felt in Tokyo, which makes Miao Meng feel indescribable.

This feeling also made Miao Meng instinctively want to rely on the captain of her band, Yuto Asai.

So she sent this message, just like a helpless child who wanted to sit on her father's shoulders to see the scenery ahead.

Youren, what does the scenery ahead look like?

Just sitting on your shoulders, can you see it?

With this thought in mind, Miao Meng stared at the read message on her phone, waiting for the other party's reply.

Soon, a message popped up on the chat interface. Miao Meng immediately started reading it. After reading it, her eyes widened slightly.

The content sent by Yuto is,

"we support you."

After seeing this information, Miao Meng was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes.

After receiving such information, Miao Meng had a feeling.

It’s like a child trying desperately to act coquettishly, wanting to sit on his father’s shoulders and get into his father’s arms, but all he gets is his father’s rejection.

The father remained silent, gently pushed the child's back, and signaled that the child had to walk the rest of the way on his own.

The child turned around, but only saw his father's encouraging smile.

You have to rely on yourself to get through the crowd and see your own scenery and your own future.

Such a short sentence brought Miao Meng back to his senses.

Looking at the still closed door in front of her, Miao Meng seemed less nervous and less uneasy.

Listening to the scattered discussions around him and looking at the serious-looking staff in front of him, Miao Meng felt very calm inside and seemed to be able to make his own choice soon.

Thinking of this, Miao Meng took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around and left the team.

Seeing Miao Meng walk out of the team, the gatekeeper stretched out his hand and called Miao Meng,

"You can't leave now. It'll be your turn soon."

Hearing this, Miao Meng chuckled, shook her head, and continued to walk towards the front of the building.

Ignoring the puzzled looks of the people auditioning and staff around him, Miao Meng quickened his pace.

Really, Yuto actually said such irresponsible words and let me make the decision.

And Su Shi too, didn't stop him.

What would the band do if I gave up the performance and chose to audition?

It's really irresponsible support.

Who would care about this kind of support?!

Thinking of this, Miao Meng, who was already standing in front of the elevator door, pursed her lips tightly, trying hard not to cry.

You guys are a bunch of hopeless idiots.

When I return to the band, I will definitely give you a good scolding.

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Bandoli! Whisper of the Heart!: Chapter 130: Delaying Time!

The elevator is empty now. After all, everyone is auditioning, and only Miao Meng is going down.

Miao Meng quickly clicked on the first floor and closed the door, then leaned on the handrail beside him and sighed softly.

Glancing at the high heels on her feet, Miao Meng felt very regretful.

I should have known not to wear high heels. I couldn’t even run for a while.

Thinking of this, Miao Meng lifted her leg and compared the length of the heels of the high heels.

It's not too long, maybe it can be sped up a bit?

I hope I don’t sprain my ankle.

With this thought in mind, Miao Meng took a deep breath and looked up at the current floor. He was almost reaching the first floor.

Miao Meng tightened the shoulder strap of her bag, looked ahead, and waited for the door to open.

After the door opened, Miao Meng walked out of the hall quickly, ignoring the somewhat puzzled look of the front desk clerk and just kept walking forward.

After walking out of the door, Miao Meng blocked the glaring sunlight for a while, then turned his head and looked around, but did not find what he wanted.

There is no way to run back, and even if I am not wearing high heels, there is very little time left.

It's best to find a taxi.

Seeing that there was no taxi parked on the streets around, Miao Meng frowned.

Don’t even want to make money from promethium?

I wonder if there is anyone who wants to return to the band to perform?

Miao Meng spoke her mind, looked around again, and still there was no taxi, so she tightened the strap of her bag and decided to move forward.

If you take the train, you might be able to catch it.

But it’s better to run faster.

Miao Meng once again regretted her decision to wear high heels.

Thinking of this, Miao Meng didn't hesitate too much and returned along the same route he came in the morning.

Just like that, when Miao Meng walked to an intersection, he suddenly found a taxi parked on the other side of the intersection.

"Great!"

Miao Meng breathed slightly and looked up at the traffic light.

The current traffic conditions are such that taxis can come through, but Miao Meng cannot pass.

"Tsk."

Miao Meng curled her lips, but still chose to wave and shout at the other person.

This method is still very effective. After all, locals don’t like to take taxis because they are too expensive.

The other party quickly noticed the girl who wanted to get on the car and immediately turned around and drove over.

After quickly getting into the car and saying this, Miao Meng threw away her bag and took out her cell phone.

Miao Meng found a live broadcast link pushed to her mobile phone.

The title is a duel between Butterfly and Heartwhisper.

Someone is actually live streaming?

Miao Meng clicked on it and took a look, and found that it was the Butterfly Group performing. It was obvious that the performance was very good and their performance was also outstanding.

Miao Meng immediately put away the phone and shook her head gently.

If I could get back in time, I might still be able to help.

"Go to circle, the faster the better."

After saying this, Miao Meng took out his phone again, opened Youren's chat interface, and sent a message.

After sending it, Miao Meng closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and recalled the drum beats of the music in his mind.

......

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Miao Meng still didn't reply to their messages, which made Su Shi feel a little uneasy.

Slightly raising her eyes to look at Youren who was watching the Butterfly Group's performance, Su Shi couldn't help but speak.

"Yuuto, how come..."

Su Shi wanted to continue asking about the situation, but when he saw Lenai coming over, he immediately shut up and didn't say anything more about it.

Yuto also noticed Lenai's movements, and Mu followed Lenai, but it was obvious that he could no longer hold the other person back.

"Where's the big cat?"

Lenai grabbed Yuto's arm, stared into his eyes, and asked this question.

"Little Lenai, be more polite. I've told you many times that you should call Meow Meng or Meow Meng Kiss."

While clumsily changing the subject with everyday words, Su Shi reached out to pull Lenai's hand away, but failed.

"Eh?"

Su Shi was a little surprised. Lenai obviously had his own ideas.

Without answering what Su Shi said, Le Nai still looked closely at You Ren.

"Where's the big cat?"

Yuto shook his head gently.

"She'll have to wait a little longer."