Lonely Rock, Liang is my fiancée

"Hehe, it's just so so."

As complacent as ever, Little Pochi clenched his fists and waved them up and down, his expression clearly wanting Ito Rin to give him some praise.

"Not bad." Ito Rin packed her things and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was already very late. If they didn't want to stay overnight, they should leave.

"Oh, is that the evaluation?"

"Well, after all, he is not as good as me, so I can't give him a very high evaluation."

The girls looked at him with contempt, but Ito didn't care. After handing the recorded things to Xiao Boqi, he told Hongxia that it was time to leave.

After saying goodbye to Goto-classmate who she wanted to keep, and promising to come over to visit again if she had the chance, Mrs. Goto, who had disappeared for the entire afternoon, appeared at the end of the street carrying a bag.

"Are you leaving now? I wanted to keep you for dinner." Michiyo said.

She was very enthusiastic towards her eldest daughter's friends and expressed regret that little Kita didn't come.

"I'm really sorry. If it's any later, my family will be worried." Hong Xia responded.

"Hey, if you have the chance in the future, come and stay with Yili for a while longer. Thank you in advance for ending the band."

"Most definitely."

After chatting with the overly enthusiastic aunt for a few words, they walked towards Kanagawa Station.

In the gloomy sky, the two should have maintained this silence, waited until they reached each other's doorsteps, and then said goodbye perfunctorily, thus ending today's journey.

"I feel like it's not that simple."

"what?"

Ito Rin, who was kicking the stones at her feet, looked up in confusion.

"If there is no connection at all, you shouldn't be anxious about Pochi-chan, so there must be a secret between you and Kita-chan."

The expression on Hongxia's profile looked serious, as if she had caught some clues.

Ito Rin realized that she had lost control of herself in the afternoon, so she just tilted her head and looked at Hong Xia, saying indifferently: "Don't just talk about your own speculation. If there is no evidence, it's useless to say anything."

"It seems like there is something fishy going on."

"…You're kidding me."

"Where's the evidence? I won't admit it without evidence."

Chapter 36: Guitar Hero has teammates?

"I don't know what news to write. Why is the music scene in Tokyo so quiet recently?"

Freelance writer, Sato Aiko, a philistine woman who claims to pursue the true music in her mind, but spends her days writing gossip and relying on sensational headlines to gain traffic.

The deadline for submission was approaching, but she still hadn't found a band that could give her that "click-click, dong-da-dong-da-bang" feeling. So she could only start looking for worthless news again, hoping to get through with a manuscript.

"Ah, after all, I became a music writer for this reason. I have time to stay at home and scratch my hair. I can go out and work to earn more than this dead-end job."

Before I entered the industry, I was holding on to the idea of ​​not letting any outstanding bands be buried. But after I actually joined the industry, I realized that even in the music industry where strength is everything, it is not that simple.

Miss Aiko, who was wearing cute pajamas, looked like a high school student, but her actual age was a staggering 23 years old. After complaining a little, she began to look for suitable prey.

At this moment, a video with a million views flashed on the computer. She found the target and quickly browsed the video which was a month ago.

She felt that the time for riding on the popularity had passed, so she said it in a self-deprecating manner.

"Well, after all, no one will read our articles seriously, so as long as we can fool the editor, it's fine."

"It's decided. A high school girl dives on the cultural festival live stage. This title might attract some clicks. I'll just write something random."

After finding the topic of the article, she confidently clicked to follow it and planned to watch the video to reward herself for her hard work.

"Wow! It's been so long since Guitar Hero resumed updating, and I didn't even notice that the latest video actually has collaborations!"

When Sato Aiko saw the word "collaboration" in the prefix of the video title, she immediately became very interested. After clicking on it, the first sentence she heard was the rare voice of Guitar Hero.

"Today's video is an original song I recorded with the keyboard player in the band. He is a very talented senior. I hope you like it."

"No way, Guitar Hero really has a band." Sato Aiko didn't believe it, and she also didn't think that any high school band was qualified to perform on the same stage with her. Naturally, she took the words "great senior" as a compliment.

In her opinion, it would not be a waste of talent unless the guitar hero joined a professional band that was not suitable for his age.

The sound and rhythm of the guitar at the beginning were as perfect as ever. Although the song was an original one she had never heard before, the tune was also above average. Sato Aiko could only pray that the so-called keyboard player would not come and ruin her perfect experience.

"Well, it's not easy for us to hear such music. Please don't torture us." Sato Aiko muttered, and then her heart felt like being hit hard by a fist.

The feeling of her body trembling spontaneously made her eyes widen in disbelief.

The sound of the keyboard, why!

Although one can clearly hear that this original song has a dark tone, its cheerful rhythm does not make people feel biased, but instead draws the listeners into a sunny noon on a typhoon day.

If I have to describe it, it's like the eye of a typhoon. Outside there are unbridled gales, but the music separates the gales and brings them to the last place of peace.

But the oppression brought by the gale did not diminish in the slightest, always ready to wreak havoc in the hearts of the audience.

Fans who had the same experience as her launched a barrage of comments, praising the performance of the unknown keyboard player.

"That's amazing! I've been listening to Guitar Hero for years, but this is the first time I've felt this thrilling."

"Well, it's like being in a desperate situation where you are certain to die, but there is still a glimmer of hope. It seems very exciting."

"If you are not a professional, you can't say much. You can only praise the keyboard player for being awesome!"

Sato Aiko, a professional writer and amateur music critic, racked her brains to think of ways to describe this kind of music, but sadly discovered in the end that she was no different from the non-professional barrage writer.

"Do geniuses attract each other? How did Guitar Hero find such a great keyboard player?"

Sato Aiko, who smelled big news, was drooling, but when she remembered that she couldn't even find Guitar Hero, let alone discover this mysterious keyboard player, she couldn't help but feel sad.

She seemed to have seen the front page, which was so close to her, moving away from her, and it turned back to laugh loudly.

"You can't even find a musician, and you think you're worthy of me? Get out of here with your tofu!"

Woo woo woo, I tried so hard to find topics just because I wanted to be on the headlines last time, but why does it end up like this? Guitar Hero, please show up in front of me soon.

There was no sign of the level dropping later on. This three-and-a-half-minute video was so smooth that it seemed like it had been rehearsed thousands of times. Even until the keyboard player said goodbye without showing his face, Sato Aiko was still unable to react.

"Does this original song have lyrics? I really want to try to perform it on campus."

"The keyboard player is actually a boy. Could he be the guitar hero's boyfriend?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Didn't she brag that her boyfriend plays basketball?"

"It's all just bragging, and if Guitar Hero wants to find a partner, it's definitely better to find someone who has the same hobbies as you."

The atmosphere in the comment section was good, with most people discussing the boy who popped up, and some guys also asking for the lyrics and tune.

"Where's that number that comes here to taunt me every day? Hurry up and show it to me. If you have the guts, you can really live in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department!"

"Someone actually came over. I don't know whether I should praise you or laugh at you."

Sato Aiko yawned and looked back at the videos she had missed before. After the collaborative performance, even though the technical level of the videos was very good, she didn't sound that excited anymore.

She felt that this was a withdrawal reaction, and the cure was to immerse herself in her work.

"Okay, let's go, our destination is Xiuhua High School!"

……

High schools in the island country have an average of two sets of school uniforms a year, summer and winter. If you want to judge when winter is coming, you can determine it by looking at the clothes of high school students on the street.

If you change into a sweater and a long-sleeved shirt, it means the weather is getting colder and it's time to prepare winter clothes, but if you change into a wide-collared top, you can continue to wear thin clothes without restraint.

As for pleated skirts, they are absolutely not allowed to be changed. In order to be cute, high school students would rather wear thick socks than change their skirts.

Shimokitazawa High School was of course no exception, so when Ito Rin changed into long pants, Ryo was still complaining about the unreasonableness of the short skirt.

"You don't have to wear it if you don't want it." Ito Rin said casually.

Today is another live day. After the previous few runs-in, it is difficult to judge whether the level has improved, but the speed of ticket sales has increased sharply.

Even little Bochi can hold his head high with pride when faced with a doubled share, and can easily sell all the tickets without having to bring in the whole family bucket.

"It's the school regulations that require me to wear it, otherwise I won't wear such a short skirt."

"You still care about this?"

Hearing his teasing intention, Yamada Ryo lifted his leg and pressed it on his leg. At this moment, under the stars, there were only the two guys who arrived early. Hong Xia would come late because she had something else to do, so there was no need to worry about being seen by others.

"I'm telling the truth, okay?" Ito Rin pinched her calf and opened the video of his collaboration with Xiao Bochi with one hand, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing down.

In their current posture, it is entirely possible to see the private parts.

if only……

Safety pants again!

Now a thousand times is not enough to vent Ito Rin's anger, he decided to shoot the person who invented this thing two thousand times!

"Where are you looking?" Yamada Ryo asked jokingly.

"You've seen it quite a few times, so don't mind the details."

Sharing the snacks and fruits on the table with her, Ito Rin perfunctorily asked her to sit towards him so that she could appreciate the masterpiece of him and Pochi.

Before the actual cooperation, he had not expected that the results would be so good.

The two of them got rid of their shortcomings as a band and fully demonstrated their strengths, and the effect has surpassed the sum of one plus one.

The knowledgeable Yamada Ryo maintained this posture and slowly moved closer, listening to the entire song attentively, unable to speak for a while.

"Cherries are so expensive in winter, so eat them sparingly."

Ito Rin stuffed a washed cherry into her little mouth. Even though she was in a daze, she still knew to open her mouth. He found it interesting and took the opportunity to put his fingers in. She actually licked them a few times.

After noticing the strange smell, Yamada Ryo realized that he was doing something bad and gave him a coquettish look, making Ito Rin feel that nothing would happen.

Then he aimed at the right spot and pinched the weak part with one hand.

"Are you having fun?" Yamada Ryo said with a cold face.

"Calm down, Liangjiang. For the sake of our happiness for the rest of our lives, it's better not to make such jokes!"

"Who is kidding you? Tell me, how come you can perform so well when cooperating with little Pochi?"

Her legs in black stockings pressed against Ito Rin's body. Even at a close distance, she still maintained the pressure with her hands, forcing him to raise his hands in surrender.

"I can't help it. She plays the guitar, and Pochi-chan is really good. If Liang-chan can also play the guitar when working with me, our tacit understanding will definitely not be low!"

"Do you think I can't play the guitar? Come to my house tomorrow. If you can't reach this level, you'll have something to worry about." Yamada Ryo let go of his hand with satisfaction, and Ito Rin began to look forward to what the consequences would be.

The first thing to point out is that due to the special nature of hospital work, we generally have to stay on duty on weekends.

Secondly, he had already found an excuse from the musical instrument to let Liangjiang ignore the slight difference in the level of the two partners.

Unexpectedly, she still refused to change!

Yamada Ryo got off him without thinking too far ahead. He leaned his hands on the table and looked at the screen: "If I reveal Pochi-chan's identity and ask her to help promote it, there should be a lot of viewers, right?"

"It's best to listen to Goto-san's opinion. This is her account and we can't make the decision."

Rather than relying on Guitar Hero's publicity, he was more concerned about preventing information about Bochi from being leaked.

"That's right." Yamada Ryo pinched his chin and said seriously, "Making money is just a change..."

"Stop, this is not something you should say!"

Glancing at him with dissatisfaction, Yamada Ryo continued, "Compared to short-term profits, it is more important to keep this treasure, Bochi. As long as we let her exert her strength, she might write a great song, and then we can live off the copyright in the future."

"You should just go back to being like someone who doesn't care about money..."

"I'll recover when I have money."

The door of Fanxing was pushed open, and two younger students who were wearing winter school uniforms like them also rushed here.

"Ahahaha, senpai looks so cute in her new clothes!"

Well, Ito Rin always felt that even if Yamada Ryo wore the most old-fashioned clothes, Kita could still praise her for being retro with a clear conscience.

"Kita-chan is also very good, and Pochi-chan, is it that cold?"

Little Pochi, with a scarf wrapped around his neck, shook his head and took off the pendant.

She wore the scarf not to keep warm, but simply to give herself a place to hide.

You know, since the school festival, she has become a little celebrity in the school and has received many nicknames.