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

"Why is it Morfonica again? Don't you have any other choice?"

The boss slammed the table so hard that the water cup on the table seemed to be shaken up, and everyone present leaned back slightly in shock.

"Morfonica is indeed a very strong band. They are all students of Tsukinomori. They formed the band a year ago and have already accumulated considerable popularity. In this event, all the agencies are paying attention to them."

"For this activity, they can even be said to be attacking from a lower dimension."

At this point, the boss sighed, picked up the water cup and took a sip.

"So don't take it for granted, I'm definitely following this band."

"Do you understand the significance of this activity?"

The boss didn't care whether the group of idiots at the conference table knew or not. He just explained to himself,

"The first step is why there is such a voting system. This is a test of our firm's ability to identify people."

At this point, the boss knocked on the table.

"We can't wait until the voting is over before looking for the top few candidates to sign. That would be too far behind."

"What we need to do is sign the band at a suitable price before the band with potential gets ahead of us, so that we don't have to rush and compete with others after everyone pays attention to the band."

"understand?"

After hearing the boss's words, everyone at the conference table looked thoughtful, as if they had benefited a lot, and they applauded and flattered him.

Hearing these compliments, the boss shook his head, took another sip of tea, and looked up at everyone.

"Then let me ask again, among the information you have collected, are there any other bands worth paying attention to?"

Having said this, the boss sat down, leaned back in his chair, and swiped the tablet in his hand. The screen behind him immediately turned into a list of bands for the event.

"How's the exchange?"

Hearing this answer, the boss curled his lips and did not respond. He just signaled the secretary beside him to write it down. This was not a satisfactory answer for him.

“And this one is good too.”

"Boss, what do you think of this?"

......

Looking at the dozen or so band names he had written down, the boss frowned and shook his head.

Yamamoto, who was sitting at the conference table, looked at his boss and saw that he was not very satisfied with his answer. He suddenly didn't dare to say his answer.

But he still thinks this band he has his eyes on is pretty good.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto stood up, took a deep breath, and told his boss his answer.

"Heartwhisper, how about Heartwhisper?"

Hearing this answer, the boss raised his eyebrows slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, then stopped turning his chair and looked at Yamamoto seriously.

"Tell me, what do you think of this band?"

Everyone present was somewhat surprised at the boss's rapid change of attitude from dissatisfaction.

"What's the origin of this band?"

Yamamoto, the person involved, nodded and began to introduce himself.

Bandoli! Whisper of the Heart!: Chapter 88 has a result!

"heartwhisper is a band that was formed recently,"

Yamamoto flipped open the document he had prepared, took a quick look, then raised his head and continued to speak to his boss.

“And it was only live once.”

After hearing these words, everyone around started talking.

"real or fake?"

"Aren't these new bands pure cannon fodder?"

"But the boss seems to take it very seriously."

Hearing these questions, Yamamoto couldn't help but show some nervousness on his face.

"and then?"

The boss coughed lightly and knocked on the table, and everyone around him suddenly quieted down.

Seeing that no one spoke anymore, Yamamoto took a deep breath and continued,

"The current configuration of the band is a bass, a keyboard, a drummer, and a guitarist."

“It is said that there is also a guitarist, but his identity has not been revealed.”

Yamamoto flipped a page lightly, glancing at the boss who was drinking tea.

"The heart of this band is their keyboard player, Yuto Asai."

"He was responsible for the composition, lyrics and vocals."

After saying this, seeing that the boss still didn't react and the people around him didn't seem interested, Yamamoto had to pick out some key points to say.

"Also, his social media account, keyboard hero, is quite popular. I think this will also be of some help to their band."

After saying this, Yamamoto found that the boss opposite finally took action.

He gently placed the tea in his hand on the table and looked at Yamamoto.

"You mean, you also follow the keyboard hero account?"

Seeing Yamamoto nodded blankly, the boss chuckled and said to everyone in the conference room,

"Have you ever heard the music composed by this person?"

Seeing that everyone shook their heads to indicate that they had never heard of it, the boss sighed helplessly, and then said to the secretary behind him,

"Let's play their band's latest new song."

As soon as the words were spoken, the conference room suddenly became quiet. With the secretary's quick clicks, a beautiful melody came from the speakers.

Everyone in the conference room was listening attentively, and the boss was nodding gently along with the melody.

While listening to the song, Yamamoto continued to prepare for his next speech.

......

Soon, the song, which lasted several minutes, was over.

The boss supported his chin with both hands, restrained the little smile that had just appeared when listening to the song, and looked at everyone.

"What do you think?"

After hearing the boss's words, everyone discussed it for a while and then began to compliment him.

"Very powerful ah."

“I was very moved by what I heard.”

“It feels like a song that can lead this era.”

Seeing that everyone seemed to not understand but were trying hard to think of words to praise him, the boss sighed helplessly.

If I had known this earlier, I would have pretended not to like it when I heard it.

Thinking of this, the boss noticed that Yamamoto, who had just proposed this band, seemed to have something to say, so he knocked on the table to signal everyone to be quiet, and then looked at Yamamoto, indicating that he could speak.

Yamamoto did not hesitate too much and expressed his thoughts.

"Their songs are certainly good, but the credit mainly goes to Asai Yuto. The band's overall performance is a bit flawed."

"The rhythm section's coordination wasn't good enough, and the guitarist's solo was too egocentric."

Hearing this answer, the boss chuckled and then looked at Yamamoto again.

"Given these shortcomings, why would I want to compete to sign this band?"

Everyone in the conference room fell silent. It seemed that the boss didn't take his compliment seriously. Instead, it was Yamamoto's critical remarks that caught the boss's attention.

This made everyone present feel a little regretful, and they could only continue to listen to what Yamamoto said.

Yamamoto nodded, took a deep breath and continued,

"Because these are problems that new bands will make, and they have potential. As long as time settles, I believe they can better solve this problem."

"good."

The boss finally smiled and leaned back in his chair comfortably.

"Then I'll leave the signing of this band to you."

After hearing this, everyone felt envious, but also felt that Yamamoto deserved it.

Yamamoto was moved by his boss's attitude towards him. He stood up and bowed slightly to his boss.

"Thank you very much for your appreciation, boss. I'm going to watch their live show today."

"No need to go."

"?"

Facing Yamamoto's question, the boss smiled slightly.

"They've taken today off and will be doing the live show tomorrow."

Seeing Yamamoto sitting back down, the boss knocked on the table and said to everyone,

"The bands you cited aren't necessarily bad. It's also possible that I just have poor vision and didn't see their potential."

"And casting a wide net is a good strategy. I'll also consider the band you mentioned later."

"Then, adjourn the meeting."

......

In the afternoon, backstage at RiNG livehouse,

“Let’s see how many votes we can get.”

Aiyin opened the Tokyo Rising Live event page with her phone and refreshed it frantically, waiting for the results to come out.

"The results won't be available for an hour after the live broadcast ends, so Chihaya-san can wait a little longer."

Hailing was tuning her bass on the side and noticed Aiyin's behavior, so she kindly reminded her.

“But I still want to know the result.”

After saying this, Aine refreshed the page again, but of course it still didn't show up.

"Xiao Deng wants to know too, right?"

"Little Love?"

Deng, who was out of breath from singing so hard, was startled when Aine suddenly mentioned him. Then he looked at Aine and thought seriously about the question she asked.

"My words..."

Before Deng could come up with his own answer, Li Xi shook his head and sighed.

"You don't have to worry too much about the voting results. They're definitely not going to be good because we rushed into it."

"Eh?"

Aiyin curled her lips at Riki's answer.

"So Tanuki also knows that we went up in a hurry?"

"Don't call me Tanuki."

Ignoring Li Xi's "acting cute" towards her, Ai Yin patted her chest and said to herself,

"We haven't even made the uniforms yet, we just have a team name,"

"Luckily there's a draft paper with a lamp, otherwise we wouldn't even have the team name."

Hearing Aine's complaints, Riki folded his arms and leaned against the wall.

"I would never let my band be called anon Tokyo."