MYGO's guitarist has ice attribute bonus

The agent glanced at the five people present, and after Mu sat down, she spoke, "When Xiangzi and I discussed planning to go to the Tokyo Dome, I was surprised. I didn't expect you to be so ambitious. That afternoon, I contacted the Tokyo Dome."

After a pause, the agent continued, "When the Tokyo Dome knew that it was Mujica who wanted to perform, they were quite nice. After all, we performed at the Budokan two months after our debut."

"Then what?" Xiangzi asked in confusion.

"Because, Xiangzi, the time you gave me was too tight. Tokyo Dome usually requires applications one and a half to two years in advance, and we only applied a year in advance," the agent said, turning his gaze to Xiangzi. "So, they said we can only perform on non-popular dates."

Xiangzi and the others all knew about this, and they had no complaints. After all, they were planning to achieve Xiangzi's goal: to get on the Tokyo Dome.

Moreover, the title of the fastest band in history to go from forming a band to performing at the Tokyo Dome is enough for them to gain massive traffic, and even if it is a non-popular date, it is acceptable.

"We all know all this, Ms. Agent." Chu Hua frowned slightly. She didn't think the agent called them over just to review their historical performance.

"The date is approaching, only three months left. Tokyo Dome said..." The agent glanced at everyone again, "We still have an invisible threshold to reach."

Miao Meng crossed her arms and asked, "What invisible threshold?"

"The number of core fans." The agent directly asked the question, "Although we have quite a few fans following our official Mujica account, but..."

As she spoke, the agent took out a chart and placed it on the table so that everyone could see it clearly. She pointed to the data on the chart and said, "We've done research, and only a small number of fans are willing to pay to watch the performance. The majority of fans just listen to the music online."

"So..." The manager pushed the chart to Xiangzi. She knew that Xiangzi had the most say in the band. "Tokyo Dome is unwilling to take any risks."

"Don't want to take the risk? Are you worried that there won't be enough fans and the ticket prices won't cover the cost?"

Hearing Xiangzi's words, the agent nodded and said, "Yes, if we don't have enough core fans, Tokyo Dome won't let us perform, because it will basically be a sure loss."

"Then... what if I make up for the losses myself?" Xiangzi clenched her hands. It was incredible that the Tokyo Dome was willing to let a band like them, which had only debuted for a year, perform on stage. She really wanted to seize this opportunity, even if she had to pay for it herself.

As for the amount of the subsidy, it doesn’t matter. Xiangzi doesn’t care. As long as she can perform on the stage of Tokyo Dome, her grandfather will make it up to her later.

"It's a shame," the agent sighed. "Because the stir we caused with Mujica was so big, the Tokyo Dome people didn't want us to fail. They said if there was a possibility of failure, then we shouldn't come."

Although it was very realistic, the agent still had to tell them: "After all, our popularity is so high. If we fail at the Tokyo Dome, it will definitely cause huge losses to the Tokyo Dome."

"Is that so..." Xiangzi lowered his head, his eyes hiding resentment, "Then... they gave us most of the time to increase the number of core fans?"

"Half a month." The agent spoke calmly. After she finished speaking, she crossed her hands and supported her face.

"Half a month?" Miao Meng was stunned. She thought the other party would reserve a month, but she didn't expect it to be cut in half.

"Yes, half a month is the most time they can reserve." The agent nodded. "If we can't meet that requirement, they will give our schedule to someone else."

"Then...how many more core fans do we need to increase?" Chu Hua bit her lower lip. If the gap is too big...can she still succeed?

"A normal band needs at least 120,000 core fans to perform at the Tokyo Dome. After such a long tour, our core fan base has reached 220,000."

"Eh? Isn't this already here?" Xiangzi blinked, frowning slightly, "And it's so much more."

"Yes, in just one year, this is already considered a legend, right?" Miao Meng looked puzzled. She couldn't even imagine this data coming up on her beauty account.

"Yes, but Tokyo Dome doesn't think it's stable." The agent saw the confusion in Xiangzi's eyes and explained, "Because we debuted quickly, we need a larger core fan base to offset the industry's doubts about the quick success. This is essentially risk pricing."

"That's true, 220,000 is definitely enough, right? There's no way they're going to lose money." Hailing crossed her arms, not satisfied with Tokyo Dome's demands. "They say we haven't reached the core fan base, and they say it's a sure bet to lose money. But they're actually trying to make more money from us."

"Ahem, Hailing, if you know, don't say it." The agent was a little embarrassed. "It can't be helped. After all, we are the ones asking for help now."

"How much did they ask for?" Chu Hua's tone was slightly unhappy. Although she hated this kind of thing, for Aiyin's sake, she had no better way.

"They want us to reach 250,000."

"You're really so high and mighty! Thirty thousand more in just two weeks..." Xiangzi said displeasedly, "You could have grabbed a huge chunk of the profits just by being the fastest band to go from forming a band to performing at the Tokyo Dome, yet you're still so greedy."

"Xiangzi, there's nothing we can do about it." The agent sighed.

Chapter 317 Symbol I: (Four chapters left)

Taking a few deep breaths, Xiangzi calmed herself down and looked at her agent with a smile: "Ms. Agent, what do you think?"

"What I think is that we need to hold another live show to increase our core fan base." The agent told everyone his thoughts.

"Hold it again?" Chu Hua nodded in thought, "What other live shows can quickly increase the number of core fans now?"

Seeing the conference room fall into silence, the agent coughed lightly and said, "Yes, everyone, yes."

"Yes?" Hailing met her agent's gaze, and after a moment, she suddenly realized what the live show her agent was talking about was.

Before Hailing could speak, Xiangzi and Chuhua also suddenly realized and said in unison: "Martial Arts Hall?"

"Right." The agent nodded. "I probably guessed you'd say that. After talking with Tokyo Dome a few days ago, I made the reservation for you."

"Oh, I see." Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief. At least he didn't have to spend time making reservations at the martial arts hall, which saved him a lot of time.

"But..." Miao Meng rested her chin on one hand, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the table. "Even if we rely on Budokan Live, can we get 30,000 fans? It took us a year to accumulate 220,000."

Chuhua looked at Xiangzi: "Unless..."

"Unless..." the agent continued Chu Hua's words, "This live show has to feature a new song that dominates the charts and is particularly shocking. Only then will there be a chance."

Chu Hua looked worried: "Xin Ge...Xiao Xiang, is it okay?"

"Dominating the charts...so shocking..." Xiangzi lowered her head. There was indeed a song she had composed in her room, but that was in the past. She hadn't touched it since the New Year.

However, if I follow that rhythm, I can still create a perfect song!

Thinking of this, Xiangzi turned his gaze to Miao Meng: "I see, Ms. Agent, when does the Budokan Live you booked start?"

"A week later," the agent said helplessly, "That's already the latest. We need to give the song a week to ferment online."

"Okay, I'll come to the company the day after tomorrow with a new song." After saying that, Xiangzi stood up and glanced at everyone present. "Everyone, we have to do our best at this Budokan live."

"Okay." Miao Meng nodded, "This is what Captain Mujica should be like."

Hailing agreed with Miaomeng's words.

Chu Hua nodded: "Xiao Xiang, do you need help? If you want to write lyrics, I can help you."

Hearing this, Xiangzi lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, this will make the new song much faster. When the time comes, I will send the song to you."

"Yeah." Chu Hua nodded with a smile on his face, thinking that he could also contribute his part.

After responding to Chu Hua's words, Xiangzi turned his gaze to Mu: "Mu, you should rest well at home for the next two days and adjust your body's rhythm. Then you can rehearse in the best condition, okay?"

Mu nodded: "Yeah, I understand."

Hearing Mu's assurance, Xiangzi smiled slightly: "That's good, your guitar is indispensable, you must perform in the best condition. Remember, Mu, this live is not just for Mujica..."

I have hinted very clearly. If I say this, Mu will definitely have a good rest, right?

"Yeah." Mu nodded again.

"But... there's a downside to doing this." The agent pondered for a long time before finally expressing his concerns. "If we rely on this kind of explosive popularity to increase our core fan base, these fans will be very sensitive to the quality of future works. If we can't produce works of the same quality in about six months..."

"Having said that," Xiangzi sighed, "what we need to consider right now is how to quickly increase our fan base."

"That's indeed..." The agent nodded, agreeing with Xiangzi's statement, "That's exactly what we're considering right now. Alas, this is the only way."

After the meeting, Xiangzi walked out of the agency without stopping for a moment. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Su Shi.

[Xiangzi: Sushi, the five of us have urgent matters this week, so we can't go. We should have time a week before Xiaoai's surgery.]

[Su Shi: Okay, leave this to us, you guys go ahead and get busy.]

After sending the message, Xiangzi returned to Fengchuan's house, went to his room, locked the door and put on headphones in one go.

She looked at the manuscript placed in the corner. This was a song that Xiangzi wrote specially to prank Miao Meng. Although it was only a half-finished manuscript, he still poured his heart and soul into it. The rhythm was also very good and it sounded very shocking.

As long as you modify it well, it will be more than enough to be used as a new song for the martial arts hall!

Just as Xiangzi clenched her fists to cheer herself up, Miao Meng's figure suddenly appeared in her mind, as well as what she had said at the beginning - remember to give me a simple song later.

I'm sorry, Ruomai, I can't do it now because there are strict requirements. I will definitely do it for you later.

Although this song may be a little bitter for Ruomai, there is nothing that can be done about it.

Thinking of this, Xiangzi wrote a line of words at the top of the song - "Symbol I: ".

……

NCNP, Inpatient Unit.

Su Shi put her phone back into her pocket. After Xiangzi sent her the message, she knew that Xiangzi had something to do, so she turned around and asked Mu. She now knew about the Tokyo Dome.

"What's wrong, Soyorin?" Aiyin asked worriedly, looking at Su Shi, whose face became serious after she put away her phone.

Hearing Aine's words, the solemn expression on Su Shi's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a smile: "Xiao Xiang and the others have to go to the martial arts hall this week, so they can't come to see you."

Su Shi did not choose to tell Aine about the previous incident at the Tokyo Dome. Now that the surgery is approaching, Su Shi's first choice is to keep Aine in a good mood.

"Is that so?" Aine's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Looking at Soyorin's expression just now, could it be that simple?

"Okay, be good and eat." Su Shi sat next to Aine, took out a spoon and scooped a spoonful of Aine's lunch. The lunch was all specially made food that was easy to swallow.

As for why she wasn't fed liquid food - firstly, because Aine's throat wasn't injured, and secondly, she needed to keep exercising the muscles in her throat to avoid losing strength prematurely.

"Yeah." Aine didn't hesitate any more, soyorin wouldn't hurt her, even if something really happened, he would definitely tell her later, and if she didn't want to talk now, there was no need for her to keep asking.

"Ah~"

Aiyin opened her mouth and waited obediently for Su Shi to feed her.

Chapter 318 Amoris died in the fight with the drum (still three chapters to go)

Thanks to Chuhua's help, Xiangzi completed the second half of the song in less than two days.

In Mujica's group chat, Xiangzi sent everyone a message, asking them to gather at the agency's rehearsal room.

Because it was close to the evening rush hour, there was obviously more traffic on the road.

Miao Meng was walking on the road, massaging her wrists. For more than a day, apart from eating and sleeping, she sat in front of the drum set and practiced playing the drums, so that she could adapt to the new song written by Xiangzi more quickly.

"Well, Xiangzi, that guy, the song he plays is definitely not the simple one I requested, right?"

Although she had repeatedly asked Xiangzi to lower the difficulty, at this moment, in order to be able to perform on the stage of Tokyo Dome, she did not want to play a simple song. The reason was simple. Songs with stronger rhythm and more shocking rhythm were more suitable for their performance.

If it fails to attract core fans, this Budokan performance will be a complete failure.

"Anyway, anything about the same difficulty as AveMujica and KillKiSS will do."

Thinking of this, Miao Meng's mouth corners slightly raised. In fact, I can do it without having to think about it this way.

When Miao Meng arrived at the rehearsal room, she straightened her clothes, opened the door, closed her eyes, smiled and greeted: "Everyone, I'm here."

Inside, Xiangzi and the other three had arrived at some point. When Miao Meng appeared at the door, their eyes were focused on her. However, unlike Miao Meng's thoughts, the four of them did not respond to her greeting.

"Hmm?" Miao Meng opened her eyes, a little confused by the scene before her. Hmm? What was going on? Why did they ignore me when I said hello?

"What's wrong?" Miao Meng blinked and looked at everyone in confusion, but still no one paid any attention to her.

"What's going on?" Miao Meng put her hands on her hips and walked towards them with a pout. "Are you discussing a new song? Did I interrupt your train of thought?"

As she spoke, Miao Meng walked up to the four of them. She looked at Xiangzi with an understanding look on her face, "By the way, Xiangzi, although I told you before that I wanted a simple song, it's so urgent now, so it doesn't matter if the difficulty is as high as 'Ave Mujica'."

"But after Tokyo Dome is over, please compose a simple song for me."

After Miao Meng finished speaking, Chu Hua lowered her head inexplicably and glanced at Hai Ling.

Miao Meng naturally noticed Chu Hua's little action. She followed Chu Hua's gaze to look at Hai Ling, and her eyes fell on a piece of paper in Hai Ling's hand.

Hmm? What's that black paper Haizi is holding?

Miao Meng looked puzzled: "Haizi, what is this black paper?"

Why do you all seem strange? Is this what happened after just one day of not seeing you?

“Here’s your drum sheet.”

"Eh?" Miao Meng was confused. She scratched her ears, not quite sure what Hai Ling said. "Haizi, what did you say?"

"This is your drum sheet." Hailing repeated it again, and then handed the black paper in her hand to Miaomeng.

"My...drum sheet music?"

Miao Meng blinked, not wanting to believe Hailing's words. She had seen Xiangzi playing drums for her in RiNG before, but it was not as strong as what she saw now.

She took the drum score handed to her by Hailing, and after confirming it again and again, she found that it was indeed a drum score, not some graffiti drawn by an elementary school student with a brush on a whim.

Look down from above: Symbol I: .

"236bpm?" Miao Meng rubbed her eyes and after confirming that she was not mistaken, she put the drum score on the table beside her.

Although I really don't want to be lazy and play some simple songs, isn't the drum beat of this song a bit against the norm?

Just as Miao Meng turned his gaze back to Xiangzi, the latter suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled: "Well, Ruomai, I believe you."

After saying this lightly, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Miao Meng grabbed Xiangzi's fate by the throat.