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【The more important thing is that your friendliness in daily life is rewarded. 】

[“Since Teacher Seneca has said so, we must let her give it a try.”]

[“Teacher, don’t worry—we will definitely cooperate with her.”]

[After receiving this reply, you successfully secured a chance for Nero to perform on stage.]

[You turned around and told her about this matter, who looked expectant.]

[“Great~”]

[She spun around several times in joy.]

Little Nero's first stage performance is about to begin.

To be fair, Ian hadn't expected any of this at all.

Even when he was discussing with the performers just now, he had instructed them in advance that they could ignore Nero appropriately to ensure the effect.

however--

The outcome of the matter was far beyond Ian's expectations.

Little Nero came in front of everyone with a swagger.

"Ahem." She cleared her throat.

"Umm, I'm going to start!"

Little Nero opened his mouth slightly, ready to play a tune in coordination with the performers.

“Ah~~”

But the next moment, what swept the entire scene was a devilish off-tune sound!

391. Little Nero's Kiss of Thanks/Devilish Voice/Save the Scene (4k)

[This is a very scary voice.]

[You are sure that in your life so far, no voice can surpass Nero at this moment. ]

[This caused everyone present to fall into extreme pain.]

This is a scene like hell.

Everywhere little Nero's voice reached, everyone was covering their ears.

"What's that sound?! It's so scary!!"

"That's right - how could there be a young lady whose voice is off-key like this?!"

"No! Just come and stop her!"

Comments like these were heard all the time at the performance.

Obviously, everyone reached an astonishing consensus at this moment - that is, little Nero's singing is an extremely terrifying "weapon".

Anyone who hears it will fall into indescribable torment.

This was true for passersby who were merely listening, not to mention the performers who were near little Nero and provided her with accompaniment.

For them, who already care a lot about music, the pain they feel from those extreme off-tune performances is more than ten times that of normal people.

one;

two;

Three.

The performers stopped one after another, and then, with a voice that sounded like the devil incarnate, they all looked at little Nero who was in the middle.

Even though that teacher was her "recommender", there was still unspeakable resentment in their eyes at this moment.

How could there be such a terrible singing voice?

It's like the sound of the devil opening the door!

however--

As the focus of everyone at the moment and the absolute "core" of the performance, little Nero's level of involvement has far exceeded others' imagination.

Even now, she is still singing in ecstasy, continuously outputting the voice that makes all things fear.

Her movements, which came from the heart and were performed according to the situation, would have blended perfectly with the singing at the moment - if it hadn't sounded so horrible.

Sing a song.

Little Nero then stopped.

But what she had to face after that was the same resentful looks from different people.

It was as if to say, "Why do you even open your mouth when you're singing so horribly?"

Even someone as confident as Nero could not help but step back timidly, looking like a criminal about to be executed.

"..."

[You saw all of this.]

[First of all, we must admit that little Nero's singing is indeed very bad. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is torture on earth. ]

【but--】

[It is also unreasonable to become the object of hatred of everyone present like now. 】

[After all, there is no reason to target someone just because they sing badly. ]

[If left alone, it would definitely cause an indelible blow to her confidence. She might even lose confidence and never be able to recover.]

[As her teacher, you absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen - it is against your teacher's ethics, and it is also very irresponsible to Agrippina who trusted you and entrusted little Nero to your care.]

You decide to do something.

Ian took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

To be fair, he is not the kind of person who likes to lie - after all, honest communication is very important for building trust.

But now, the man also realized that he had to give up something.

Otherwise... Little Nero would definitely be hit hard today.

If that happens, she will most likely grow up to be a terrible young lady.

This cannot be allowed to happen.

Ian made his decision.

"Clap-pop-pop-"

A burst of crisp applause rang out, drawing all the attention that was originally focused on little Nero to the man.

Everyone looked at Ian, who was clapping at the front of the crowd, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Is Seneca crazy? Is this kind of voice applauding?"

"Who knows... maybe he has some special hobbies?"

"A fetish for sounds? What kind of weird tendency is this?"

Everyone's doubts were expressed one after another, and then one after another they drifted into the ears of little Nero, the performer.

She was nervous.

If the look just now only embarrassed her, now it was dragging her teacher into the water as well.

Little Nero, standing in front of the crowd at a loss, looked at Ian with urgent eyes.

She hoped that this man would stop clapping and stop embarrassing herself with her.

However, little Nero's prayers had no effect at all.

Ian not only did not stop, but he drummed even harder than before.

In addition, he even spoke up boldly.

"Everyone." The man's eyes swept across the people present, and then there was a sense of profoundness in his expression.

"Don't you like the singing from A.G. R. P. Na's?"

"..."

"..."

The man specifically emphasized the name "Agrippina".

His purpose was also very simple - that was to make everyone realize that this was the noble lady from the Agrippina family.

If I were to rashly point out that her singing voice was terrible...it might bring me serious trouble.

Yes.

This is an almost threatening "hint", but it is actually quite useful behavior at the moment.

After the man said this, some smart people soon realized his hidden meaning.

It doesn't really matter how the singing sounds.

This was just a noble lady's frolicking in public.

If you think about it from this perspective...all you have to do is flatter her after the performance.

This is Seneca saving everyone!

Those who completely understood quickly followed Ian's words.

"Ms. Nero sings so well~ I haven't heard such a singing voice in a long time!"

"That's right! This must be the voice God has bestowed upon us!"

"That's right - being able to hear such a voice would make me die without regrets!"

People tend to follow the crowd.

Once the first person says this, there will be a second and a third, until everyone's comments converge on one line.

of course.

Despite the focus, everyone involved in this act of flattery tacitly avoided using a phrase that should have been very common in praise music.

That is-

"One more song!"

That's right.

No one wanted to hear little Nero's singing again, so naturally no one would say such words.

But she didn't care about this kind of thing - after all, being praised by everyone instead of being despised was enough for little Nero.

"Hmm~"

She smiled sweetly, put her hands behind her back, and looked very happy.

"Thank you for your likes~"

Realizing that a confidence-destroying crisis had finally been averted, Ian stopped immediately.

He held the smug little Loli and said as calmly as possible:

"Nero, let's go."

"Hmm~!"

[You and Little Nero left the performance hand in hand.]

【This seems to be a very unforgettable experience for her. 】

[On the way back, little Nero was humming a song similar to the one just now, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood. ]

【Seeing her like this, you feel much better. 】

[After all, this is a student you care about very much. ]

"Teacher~" Little Nero turned around, looked at Ian beside him, and asked.

"Do you think the song I'm humming now is nice?"