I'm here to form a band, what do you want to do!

"no……"

"If it's not you, then who is it?" Nagasaki Suyo stared at her with a sudden stern tone. "Xiangzi left like that, and before leaving, he said those words to Deng. Now her confidence hasn't been restored."

"It could have been explained normally, and everyone could understand her leaving the band for her family, but it had to get to this point. Now that there's a chance to reconcile, you're keeping it a secret. Who do you think will be blamed in the end?"

"..."

Wakaba Mutsu clenched his fingers and saw the disappointed Nagasaki Suyo standing up and about to leave, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"I tell you."

"That's great! I knew Xiao Mu wanted Xiangzi to come back." Nagasaki Suye immediately smiled, hugged Wakaba Mu tightly, and whispered in her ear affectionately, "Let's be good friends for life."

After learning the lifelong band from Deng, Nagasaki Suyo flexibly applied it to the current situation, and the effect was immediate. At least Wakaba Mutsu looked moved.

"By the way, don't tell Xiangzi for now. An irresponsible person, when encountering such a thing, will definitely want to escape again, right?" She smiled gently as she stroked Ruoye Mu's cheek.

Xiangzi, you definitely can't escape this time.

Volume 1: Chapter 63 Watermelon Xiaolin, let’s go!

The rain outside the window was getting heavier. Nagasaki Sushi hugged Wakaba Mu tightly, looking at her painful expression, and said very considerately: "It's okay, we can talk about it tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight."

"Xiangzi will definitely not blame you when he finds out."

"You two have such a good relationship, how could she be angry with you?"

"By the way, do you have a room for me? I don't mind, but is it okay for me to live with you?"

"But living together has its advantages. We can make video calls with Lixi and the others, and then you can get to know our new members."

Faced with Nagasaki Suyo's maternal instinct, Wakaba Mutsu couldn't bear it and broke free from her arms, shaking her head firmly to reject her kindness.

As a celebrity family, there is naturally no shortage of guest accommodations in the villa in Tokyo. She was taken to see the room, which was as luxurious as expected.

"Great!"

Wakaba Mu didn't know what was so great about it, but every guest who came to her house would make such an exclamation, as if not doing so would be a shame to the host's warm hospitality.

After she left, the smile on Nagasaki Suyo's face gradually faded. She sat on the bed, looking at the rain outside the window, with a self-deprecating arc at the corner of her mouth.

"How's your acting?"

[Ms. Nagasaki, why don't you just stick with the band? Why not try your hand at showbiz?]

Although she knew it was not true, Nagasaki Suyo still found it useful, and then she remembered the system prompt just now.

"A new model?"

[It will allow Miss Nagasaki to experience the charm of the simulation firsthand, and there will also be more generous rewards.]

"I'm not interested in rewards anymore," she said.

After learning that Xiangzi quit the band not because of the band's poor skills but because of Xiangzi's family problems, Nagasaki Suyo became much depressed.

Although this system has many strange uses, it is obviously not enough to provide rewards worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

【…】

[Please, many rewards cannot be described in monetary terms! ]

"Yeah." Nagasaki Suyo nodded in agreement. It was like gaining a skill reward, instantly allowing one to learn a new skill. It was absolutely magical. "But what I need right now is money. Anything else you give me won't be of any use."

【What a shortsighted fellow! 】

"But the description of being there sounds quite interesting. What does it mean specifically?"

[Open a real life for you, no longer from the perspective of a bystander. ]

seems very amazing.

The wind and rain outside show no signs of stopping, and today doesn't seem like the day to be honest.

In this case, it would be a good plan to use simulation to see the results before the final battle.

"Let's start the simulation."

Sorry,

At least we have to wait until night. 】

"Ito Rin doesn't have time again?"

[A real simulation requires scene construction, and it won't officially begin until at least the evening.]

"Ugh."

It was still a long time before evening. Nagasaki Suyo was lying on the bed, took out her cell phone, looked at the one-sided chat interface with Xiangzi, and couldn't help but send her a message.

【Xiangzi, we will meet soon. 】

Phew, I feel much better now.

Waiting for the night to come and completing the final simulation, she, Nagasaki Suyo, was completely liberated.

In another corner of Tokyo, Shoko Toyokawa, who had just checked all the places in her house that might leak, closed the windows tightly again. When she saw the picture on her mobile phone screen light up, her brows furrowed.

It’s better to just block this persistent woman.

She is not the other person's tree hole, so don't send her all the junk messages.

What kind of awareness does one have to send such harassing text messages?

He did what he said and blocked her with a swipe of his finger. Finally, Shoko Toyokawa had some free time and started thinking about reuniting the band.

The idea is great and the future is bright, but the problems are also prominent.

Her situation is even more terrifying than starting from scratch, she is starting from debt!

But no matter what, it is impossible to pay off the debt by working.

Find a way to recruit people.

The only thing that comforted her was that she didn't have to worry about the guitarist. With Xiaomu there, there would be absolutely no problem.

……

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ito Rin was drowsy listening to the wind outside the window.

"Is it time yet? Are all women so talkative? Senior Hongxia can actually make calls until ten o'clock."

It’s his fault. Anyone who can chat with you until ten o’clock is also a god.

[Do you want to enable real simulation? ]

"Come on, come on, we have to take down Soyo this time. I really don't want to revive Crychic again."

[Simulation begins. 】

Just like last time, Ito Rin appeared in front of the table. He was familiar with the place and needed no introduction. He picked up the dice on the table and rolled them.

【Eight-year-old Ito Rin is fearless.】

"???"

"God damn it, how did I become a kid?"

[Don't worry, this time you won't be starting as a Hokkaido farmer anymore.]

"Finally, is it finally time to turn things around?"

【You become a farmer in Tokyo! 】

"..."

"It would be better to send me to the countryside!"

Everything went dark before her eyes and Ito Rin lost consciousness. When she saw the light again, all she saw were her hands and the vegetable patch in front of her.

Farmer Xiaolin, a dignified serial!

What is going on?

[At the age of eight, you understood the profound meaning of agricultural power, and your work efficiency almost caught up with that of an adult.]

"There's no need for such a cheesy description, but the work efficiency is really good."

When you were nine, the giant pumpkin you grew was featured in the newspaper, and you became a household name in the nearby village.

[At the age of ten, you had already realized the secret of planting and felt that you had no rivals in the world.]

"Hashidou Madai, this is a dating simulator, not an agricultural channel, right?"

"Where's Soyo-chan?"

[As you gazed at the mountains, a young girl from the city came to ask you for the secret of growing cucumbers.]

You see, she's incredibly talented and wealthy, so she generously shared her skills with me, generously teaching me the techniques of making farmyard manure.

When she left, it was as if the door to a new world had opened.

"I suggest you don't open this door."

"Will Ye Mu's celebrity parents come to me to settle the score?"

[When you were twelve years old, you tried to break through the watermelon planting technology.]

[Even in Neon, you can enjoy cheap watermelon! ]

【Breakthrough... failed.】

[As expected, a twelve-year-old boy does have his limits after all? ]

[But the abundance of watermelon fields helped you earn your first pot of gold. When you were about to enter high school, you asked your family to go to school in Tokyo.]

"We need to learn the techniques for growing watermelons!"

[With such determination, Watermelon Xiaolin heads towards Tokyo! ]

"What an unlucky name."

Volume 1: Chapter 64: Poor Mutou

[On your first day in Tokyo, you'll be lost in this bustling metropolis.]

You may be an agricultural genius, but you're also a complete road idiot. Even looking at a map doesn't give you the direction you need. It seems you're doomed to failure.

"Ito-sensei!?"

[Just then, an unbelievable voice came from your ears. You looked over and saw a very familiar face.]

[It must have been a few years ago when Mutsumu Wakaba came all the way from Tokyo to the countryside to ask you for advice on planting techniques.]

"Huh, I'm finally back to my normal age."

Ruoye Mu was very surprised to meet you here. When he heard about the difficulties you were facing, he invited you to his home without hesitation.

[At this moment, you remember your parents' advice before leaving: don't trust what strangers say.]

[But Miss Ruoye is not a stranger, so follow me! ]

"There's really nothing wrong with it. Xiao Mu isn't a bad person at first glance."

You are temporarily staying at the Ruoye family's residence. After learning of your intentions, Ruoye's parents decided to help you find a suitable place for you.

【During this period, Ruoye Mu found you. 】

"Teacher Ito, I don't understand how farmyard manure is made."

[Seeing her full of inquisitive spirit, you were very pleased and personally demonstrated the production process to Wakaba Mu.]

She suffered a huge psychological blow.

"???"

"Poor Mutou."

By the time Ruoye Mu recovered, his parents had already found the Watermelon Research Institute for you. Although you were still underage and looked out of place, under their powerful support, you eventually joined.

【From then on, at such a young age, you lived a nine-to-five life. 】

[Just like that, you become a glorious office worker, contributing to the development of the Japanese watermelon industry.]

[But if Ye Mu hadn't forgotten you, he would often come to see you, and treat you as a tree hole to share his emotions, telling you about the troubles he encountered.]