For the peace of the Lonely Band, please sacrifice yourself!

Although you told everyone not to be nervous, you are obviously the most nervous person, Hongxia......

Wang Yueshuo turned his head and looked at the girl who was stroking the drumsticks helplessly, with some worry in his eyes.

"thanks everyone."

Mochizuki Saku took the lead in turning down the master volume to the minimum, turned off the power of the electronic piano, unplugged the power adapter from the socket, glanced at Kita and Ichiri who were still frozen in place, and smiled heartily:

"Relax, Sister Xingge wants to see the growth and efforts of the band, so she won't make too harsh demands. Besides, you should all know how much effort you've put in. If you don't believe what I say, at least believe in yourself first."

"See you tomorrow, have a great night everyone."

Chapter 49: An Unconfident Girl Can Also Become a Dazzling Light

The noise fell into the evening breeze. Goto Ichiri kicked the stones on the roadside, looked at the passers-by coming and going in confusion, and suddenly sighed.

"What happened, Yili?"

Carrying a guitar bag, Mochizuki Saku, who was a few steps slower, looked at the girl in front of him with her head down and exuding an emo vibe, and reminded her:

"You went out to look at the road, and forgot about the last time you were almost hit by a motorcycle?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Brother Shuo, I will pay attention."

The young man was naturally a little uneasy at the girl's troubled look. After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Are you worried about the rehearsal?"

"Yeah, a little nervous."

Goto Ichiri nodded and said in frustration:

"I'm afraid that I'll suffer from social anxiety on stage again, which will lead to failure in the assessment."

Under the dim street lights, the shadows of the boy and girl were dragged on the ground, stretching very long.

"And... when they dispersed, everyone looked unhappy."

Oh, did she notice?

Both the active Kita and Hongxia had stiff smiles on their faces. Although Liang looked calm on the surface, the small action of stroking the neck of the guitar from time to time also revealed her inner nervousness.

Perhaps this is a unique ability of people with social phobia. They are psychologically sensitive and observe everything around them in great detail, for fear of hurting themselves.

No matter how eloquent he was, facing the unconfident girl, Wang Yueshuo couldn't say a word at this moment. He opened his mouth with difficulty, and the sluggish syllables were blocked by the abrupt wall of air before they could flow out of his throat.

"I was so scared. I was so scared that the band would break up because of me."

Goto Ichiri turned around and stopped in front of Mochizuki Saku.

Her soft pink waist-length hair swayed in the wind, her slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were filled with a layer of hazy mist, and her rippled eyes wanted to wander around unconfidently, but she was forced to stare at the boy's eyes.

"I admire Brother Shuo very much. He can naturally appear in the public eye, meet so many amazing and beautiful people, communicate with them and become friends with them. This is the future I want but dare not have..."

[I used to think that following behind Brother Shuo and being his little follower was good enough. But...now I realize that Brother Shuo is really too powerful. That shadow that I can't even compare to is getting bigger and bigger, and getting farther and farther away from me. Just standing beside him is already doing my best.]

[I am unwilling to be abandoned to an inconspicuous corner by Brother Shuo...]

The dim light made the girl's face unclear, as if covered by a layer of veil that had never been seen before, but her clear eyes, like a handful of clear spring water, were still shining.

"So, I think..."

Goto Ichiri bit his lower lip lightly and shouted loudly without hesitation:

"I want to become the best band with Hongxia and the others, and Shuo-ge!"

Mochizuki Saku was stunned by the girl's heartfelt words, and then smiled and held Goto Ichiri's hand, intertwining their fingers, carefully stroking the girl's rough fingers, and looking into her eyes seriously:

"When you doubt yourself, think about how many years of hard work you have put into this. All those years of blood, sweat and tears have not been shed in vain. Yili, look at your fingers. How thick are the calluses from the strings?"

"Girls of your age, which one doesn't have fair and tender skin? Look at yours again. You must always remember that you are a guitarist with millions of fans supporting you. You are a role model in the eyes of many guitarists!"

"Besides, Xiaoyi, we will definitely be on the Budokan! We will become the best band! Isn't this our dream?"

A brilliant smile bloomed on the girl's blushing cheeks, and her eyes sparkled as she stared intently at the handsome profile of the young man. Her eyes, as clear as the moon, now burst into a dazzling brilliance. The atmosphere of being close yet distant in the past completely dissipated, and his figure would no longer be out of reach.

"Yeah! We are the best band! The five most correct people!"

......

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, the stars were shining brightly in Shimokitazawa.

Following the order from the store manager Sister Xingge, the band began their performance.

The cymbals and drums roared loudly! The strong drum beats were deafening, just like a violent storm.

When the sound of the guitar sounded, everyone on and off the stage cast their eyes towards the girl standing in the front row, plucking the strings with her head down.

That is a world of difference in technical skills compared to last month's performance.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in the eyes of Ichichi Xingge in the audience, and she nodded thoughtfully.

Wang Yueshuo chuckled and continued playing the notes with understanding. The electronic piano, which served as the basis for the harmony, jumped to the next phrase without stopping, following the melody of the guitar quietly and silently.

The moment the prelude disappeared, Kita Ikuyo's singing began to take over the stage.

Her voice was like a rock wandering in the magma. Different from the previous beauty, her voice was full of rock and roll momentum that vented emotions and sang a slightly darker lyric:

[Sudden rain

I'm tired of myself without an umbrella

What does the mood of the sky have to do with me?

What clothes should we wear when the seasons change?

Where did spring and autumn disappear to?

The suffocating pressure of the information age

Where am I in this dizzy spiral?

There are so many breathing sounds

The strange thing is that the world is silent

Not enough, not enough, I haven't been noticed by anyone yet

It's like a chaotic rhythm shouting without a sound

Who is the "real self" for?

I am ignorant and can only sing loudly

Tell everything to the stars

........

Goto Ichiri stared at the fretboard intently, her fingers constantly leaping and moving on the strings, the notes colliding and ravaging each other. There was only the melody of the guitar and Kita's singing in her ears, and she played the lyrics she had worked so hard on as if no one else was around.

It was hard to imagine. Liang and Hongxia looked in surprise at Ichiri who was gradually dominating the rhythm. The vibrating strings seemed to stir the girl's soul, and everything in front of her eyes seemed to be retreating towards her sight.

As the rhythms climbed, the deep, chilling piano keys finally revealed their ferocious side under the blazing white light.

And Wang Yueshuo, who was manipulating it, seemed like a skilled animal tamer, his slender arms swaying on the keyboard, his fingers striking the keys passionately, and the smooth chords enthusiastically leading the rhythm of the guitar, lifting it straight up into the sky!

.......

I'm all alone on this blue planet

Hearing many voices

The Earth rotates for hundreds of millions of years

So even a moment is fine... ahhh

Please listen

Listen to my voice

Alone, alone, I exist here

It's like a chaotic rhythm shouting without a sound

Just want to be whoever you want to be

I am ignorant and can only sing loudly

Tell everything to the stars

...]

As the bassist and guitarist finished their performance by pressing the strings, only the lingering sounds of the drums and electronic piano echoed in the void on the stage, like a musical elf lingering here and unwilling to leave.

"Whoohoo-"

Goto Ichiri was breathing lightly. The sticky and dry feeling in her throat made her want to drop everything and drink a sip of water first. Her ears seemed to still feel the vibration of the roaring music. Hot sweat slid down her forehead and fell on the girl's eyelashes, covering them with a layer of mist.

“Thank you for your appreciation!!!”

The girls sweated profusely as they bowed to the two 'judges' below the stage, with expectant looks on everyone's face.

".....Not bad."

Ijichi Xingge put down her right hand that was covering her lips and spoke softly and calmly.

"Congratulations, you passed."

Chapter 50: Backhand is weak, forehand is not good, no move is decent

"its not bad, right."

“As much as I want to say this…”

"But... drummer, your movements are too stiff! The two guitarists can't even lift their heads all day. The lead singer is a little better. When it's his turn to sing, he will raise his head to face the audience, but Pochi, your head is almost buried in the ground.

And bassist, you are too absorbed in your own world. "

Ijichi Hoshige's eyes became several levels more fierce as she pointed out the mistakes made by the girls during their performances one by one, but there was a hint of emotion in her eyes, joy and pride that could not be hidden.

His sight gradually shifted to the keyboard player behind Goto Ichiri. Under the dim white light, the boy unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt because he felt too hot. Clear beads of sweat kept dripping down from his forehead and temples, gathering into a clear spring at his delicate collarbone, emitting a crystal light.

"And you, Mochizuki Shuo."

Ichichi Xingge folded his arms across his chest, tapped his arms lightly with his fingers, frowned and thought hard, but he didn't know how to evaluate Mochizuki Shuo.

Firstly, the electronic piano part was the most stable part in this performance, and his performance was as precise as a machine.

Secondly, during the performance, he not only took into account the melody and rhythm of the guitarist and bassist, but also did not restrain himself or slow down his pace. Instead, he improvised on this basis.

He looked so relaxed that he didn't look like a keyboard novice who had never been in a band.

The blonde woman put her fingers on her temples with a headache, thinking over and over again, and had to turn thousands of words into one sentence, "Forget it, you played well, it's okay." In the eyes of Ichichi Xingge, this can be regarded as a complete failure.

Xingge glanced at the girls who were still standing there frozen, not daring to move, and waved his hands helplessly.

"Anyway...you've passed. We'll schedule a live show for you next week."

"Yeah! We succeeded!!!" Kita excitedly hugged Goto Ichiri beside her, and she deliberately turned the Pelham blue guitar behind her back.

"Uh-huh!"

"We succeeded!"

Kita was afraid that everything happening before her eyes was a dream and shook her body in disbelief. Ichiri's bright and sunny smile made the socially anxious girl squint her eyes subconsciously. She was already exhausted and slowly opened her mouth, as if a small white ghost had emerged.

"Ugh! Goto-san?! Don't die!!!"

Hong Xia on the other side glanced at her childhood friend who was silent beside her, followed her line of sight, fell on Pochi-chan, and asked thoughtfully:

"Did you notice it too?"

"Ah."

Yamada Ryo nodded.

"Little Lonely's performance, although only a short one, was completely different from usual."

Before Hongxia could finish her words, she saw Pochi's face change, and he ran off the stage without stopping, vomiting into the trash can. The pain in his stomach made Goto Ichiri wail uncontrollably.

Liang & Hongxia: "That performance just now was a mistake..."

"Sorry... I did something I'm not used to. My stomach is refluxing acid. Ugh—"