Lonely Rock, Liang is my fiancée

The online world is so beautiful.

"Ounaisan, what are you doing?" Erli, who came with Jimmy Henry to disturb his sister again, pushed open the door of the room and poked his head in and asked curiously.

Why did my sister continue to play the guitar with the fan on after taking a cold shower? Has she really faced reality and decided to rely on self-harm to avoid going to school?

And her expression is so scary.

"Haha, my online world, my last home, is completely destroyed."

The frantic Goto Ichiri was just curled up on the floor in his underwear, rolling around like a giant worm, muttering to himself, completely unaware of Erri's sneak attack.

Why would someone make such profound criticisms of the work I worked hard on in the cold wind?

It is enough as long as you try hard to praise me, otherwise, I will lose the value of existence.

She frantically typed out her rebuttal, and stopped just before sending it, repeating this cycle over and over again until Erli couldn't stand it anymore and ended this endless cycle.

"Ounaisan, don't get lost in your own world!"

The online world is so scary.

Chapter 19: Mango Mask

During the break on Monday afternoon, Ito Rin lay on the table, thinking about how to tactfully express to Minister Aoyama his intention to slack off.

The drums in wind instruments and the drums in rock bands...

Shouldn't it be the same thing?

Without a foundation and without any intention of allocating more time to practice, all he could do was be a cheerleader.

"Ito, why do you want to join the wind orchestra for no reason? Do you want to fall in love?" Nakamura, who was sitting next to him, teased.

Since the school spirit of Shimokitazawa High School is very strict, the control over clubs and the requirements for academic performance are also quite high. Except for a few clubs for self-entertainment, the large clubs that can survive all have their own unique features.

The band is famous not for its achievements in previous years, but for its terrifying male-to-female ratio. The motivations of many hungry boys to join can be seen at a glance.

Speaking of love, it hits another pain point of Ito Rin.

After the last kiss, Liang really acted like a rock woman who had toyed with an innocent boy. She left him aside and didn't care about him at all, even reading his messages on Line without replying.

He had never taught her anything like this, so God knows how she became so skilled at it.

"I just want to get a list of contestants. I might need it soon."

"In that case, it would be more appropriate to go to the Kendo Club. I heard that they are going to the Budokan for a competition soon." Shiraki in the front row turned sideways, holding a bento box for lunch in his hand.

As for the Budokan, the requirements for sports competitions are not that high, and even high school students can go there easily.

"I don't know anyone, and it's not convenient to dawdle in the Kendo Club."

"Yeah, the daily training there seems to be very cruel."

While they were chatting about the club and next week's exams, classmates came back one after another, and the sound of knocking on the door caught the attention of those who stayed behind.

"Is Ito-san here?"

Wearing the school uniform of Shimokitazawa High School, with a unique yellow ponytail and an overly sunny smile, the person who knocked on the door of Class 1 was none other than Ichichi Kouka.

The eyes of the other people in the class shifted to Ito Rin who was chatting by the window. Bai Mu poked his arm and said exaggeratedly: "Beautiful girl, is it the love debt you left outside that came to you?"

"That must be it. No wonder I don't usually see you discussing pursuing girls, Ito."

"Get lost."

Glancing at the two guys who were gloating over someone else's misfortune with contempt, Ito put down his lunch box and walked out, following Hongxia to the window.

"Ijichi-san, is there something you need from me?"

"Is this the preparatory class? It feels like there's not much difference between them and us." Hong Xia put her hands behind her back and smiled like a flower.

Class 1 of Shimokitazawa High School is just like the special classes of other schools, but it does not have such an obvious name. However, the concentration of excellent students is terrifying. Even if the top student of Class 2 comes here, he can only linger at the bottom of the class.

"If you imagine that Liang was here when he first entered school, you should know that there is not much difference between us." Ito Rin explained to her in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Yamada Ryo's entrance exam score was very high, even Ito did not have much advantage over her. It was no surprise that she was assigned to Class 1 as she was highly expected.

Then, before even a month had passed, the teacher kicked me out because he could no longer tolerate me.

"Liang is pretty good when she studies hard." Hong Xia agreed, but compared to her current slacking look, it's hard to imagine her being serious.

"Mr. Ito, do you know any lead singers who want to form a band? The only one I can think of is the runaway guitarist, but she still doesn't reply to my messages."

After going around in circles for a long time, Hong Xia finally explained her real purpose.

"No, and we don't need to rush. Let's train Goto first."

"You and my sister have the same idea. Let's meet after school and work together then."

The midday sun shone on the school corridor, the crowded crowd made a noisy sound, and the scene of Yijichi Hongxia waving goodbye to him seemed to carry a wonderful meaning under the golden glow.

Compared to Yamada Ryo, Ijichi-san is simply an angel.

Ito Rin shook her head, threw away those incomprehensible imaginations, and returned to the classroom to prepare for class.

Just as the sun tilted slightly from overhead to the west, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

The school time at the island country high school is three o'clock in the afternoon, which is the core reason why he can arrange so many things and still squeeze out time to form a band.

However, those who really want to pursue further education will definitely not be as leisurely as them. They often rush to cram schools immediately after school.

Without the intention of going to the wind band to discuss the competition today, Ito Rin went straight home, packed up the keyboard, put it on her back, and headed towards the stars.

The reason why he chose the keyboard was not just because of his hobby of smashing guitars, but more because he was obsessed with the feeling of being in control of the overall situation.

Whether it is guitar, drums, or even bass, as long as the keyboard player's rock sense is accurate enough, the right rhythm can be added.

An excellent keyboard player can take control of the whole situation, but this is more difficult than most beginners imagine, and this instrument is not necessary. Over time, there is no place for keyboard players in many bands.

After all, it's just an auxiliary instrument.

"So, you came a little too early."

Ito Rin folded her arms in front of her, looking at the pink creature squatting under the starry sign, "Goto, doesn't your school have a uniform? Every time I see you, you're wearing this sportswear."

The pink creature raised its head stiffly. Goto Ichiri, who had just rushed over here after school, had been squatting in front of the door for ten minutes, but no one came in, so she didn't dare to open the door.

As for the school uniform issue that Ito-kun mentioned, it was automatically ignored by Pochi-chan's brain.

"Hey, you two, what are you doing gathered here?!"

Hiss, isn't this the store manager? His tone is so fierce. Is he suspicious of me because I'm sneaking around? What should I do now to dispel his suspicion?

Do you want to take out Senior Hongxia’s social account?

There there, my phone, where the hell are you!

When Pochi-chan was so flustered that her body was deformed, Ito Rin started chatting with Xingge: "Hello, manager, we are here to work part-time today."

Nonsense, if I didn't know about this, I wouldn't be so fierce. Look how scared the kid is.

"What's her name?" "Pochi-chan, or Pochi-chan, but I prefer to call her something more serious."

Xingge patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Go to work quickly. And you, Mango Mask, from now on, you will officially enter the society."

So you didn't hear a word I said. And when did Mango Mask give Goto-san this nickname?

Chapter 20 This is rock and roll!

"Welcome, please keep your receipt. If you need a drink, you can get it from the bar over there." Ito Rin had a professional smile on her face as she entertained customers at the counter.

The groups of girls in front of them didn't move far away from Ito and began to discuss in a low voice the new handsome waiter. However, the changes that took place in Fanxing today were far from limited to this.

"Little Pochi, don't squat on the ground!"

"Pochi, keep your eyes on the guests when you serve them drinks!"

"Little Pochi..."

Hongxia, whose ahoge was forced to stand on end, pulled up the trembling Pochi-chan hiding behind the bar and handed her the Coke in her hand, "Come on, little Pochi, you can do it!"

"Hoohoohoo."

The theater over there hadn't ended yet, but Ito Rin heard a slight snoring sound next to her ears. Rin's body was supported on the broom, with his head resting on the front desk, and he fell asleep in this incredible posture.

At this time, there were fewer customers coming in, and Ito Rin also had some free time to sit down. She supported her chin with one hand and looked at the sleeping Yamada Ryo with boredom.

Short hair looks very handsome, but will it be more beautiful if it grows longer?

And until she figured out Ryo's idea, Ito Rin still felt unsure. Soft rice would taste better if it was heated up.

"Hey, you two!" After counting the items, the aggressive store manager noticed that a thief who was receiving salary was slacking off. She was originally planning to let them take a break, but suddenly her anger reached its maximum.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Can't you see she is sleeping?" Ito Rin looked at Sister Xingge with dissatisfaction. This person has no tact.

"Oh...um!"

Xingge was stunned by Ito's calm and confident tone for less than two seconds. When he reacted, he felt a wave of black lines in his eyes. Who is the boss here?

These two kids are really difficult to deal with. One can grab any opportunity to slack off, while the other looks like a complete veteran who will never do even a little extra work.

"Hello, store manager."

After waking up, Liang didn't feel like he was caught. After saying hello, he took the broom in his hand and planned to measure the exhibition hall with light steps.

"We can still clean up later. The band that's performing now is very popular, so it's necessary to learn from them. You can listen to them with Hong Xia and the others."

"And you stop right there. Why are you so active? Stay here and guard the door." Xingge stood in front of Ito and stopped him forcefully.

Ito Rin, who had already stepped out of the front desk, said dissatisfiedly: "Manager, I am also a member of the band."

"Because the store manager holds a grudge. You just scared her, so she will definitely take revenge on you. Don't you think so, store manager?" PA said in a teasing manner.

Ito Rin nodded in understanding and shook hands with Miss PA to indicate their identities as comrades.

Speaking of which, Miss PA looked like a female bastard, but she was particularly enthusiastic when arguing with the store manager.

"Shut up and don't compare me with you." Xingge shook her long yellow hair. This posture was quite rock and roll, and that unhappy expression was absolutely right.

Just like the lead singer on stage looking at the audience with a trashy expression, and in response to their cheers, he would say in a very unhappy tone, "Are you satisfied with this level, trash!"

This is the true meaning of rock and roll.

"This kid's level has improved without even watching him, and this band doesn't have a keyboard player, so what are you going to do there?"

Ito Rin no longer worried about the opportunity to slack off, and sat back in her original seat and asked curiously, "The store manager used to be a rock musician, right? After all, the performance hall is not a very profitable business."

"I know this, but Xingge is..."

"Bang!" Xingge retracted his fist in displeasure. This is what happens to people who talk too much.

"I formed a band when I was in college, but I quit after I felt it was boring. I just opened a small shop to do some small business. I definitely have to choose an industry that I am familiar with."

The band's promotion and greetings on the stage over there had ended, as the official performance was about to begin, and the noise in the performance hall had become much quieter. Ito Rin collected the ticket money from the latecomers, not believing a word of the store manager's words.

"Please keep your receipt."

Miss PA, who had just been knocked down by the heavy blow of life, climbed onto Xingge's body and complained weakly: "You sister-con, do you want to murder me?"

Ito Rin didn't pay much attention to the fight between the two of them. The level of the band that could be called popular was really good. In his opinion, they could already break even by performing.

"Manager, if you two have time to fight, why don't you help me watch the front desk."

After carefully avoiding them, Ito said loudly, then slipped over to Hongxia and the others.

Pochi-chan looked at the band playing on the stage, and her eyes lit up unconsciously. This was what she aspired to be like. Moreover, she was widely praised on the Internet. If she could overcome her social barriers, she would definitely be able to reach this level!

"Ito-san, you're here too." Hongxia asked, retracting her gaze from the stage.

"Well, the store manager and the others will help me share the work."

At this time, the positions of the three of them were distributed with Nijigao as the center, and Ryo and Pochi-chan were on the left and right. After ignoring Goto who was playing ostrich, he found a seat next to Ryo and sat down.

"How come there's a two-armed ape sitting next to me?" The sleepy Liang was particularly strong in fighting when he met him.

"Yamada-kun, we are the same kind, so we should stop looking down on each other."

Ito unceremoniously squeezed his seat towards her, and only stopped when there was almost no space between the two of them and her eyes began to look strange.