Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

Lu Ren watched the show for a while and suddenly remembered something.

He turned to look at Lan and Sonoko beside him.

As expected, the expressions on their faces were very stiff, and their eyes were unfocused.

Like a burned out candle, the passion faded, leaving only tears.

Witness the shattering of idols live. This world is really cruel.

Lu Ren did not intend to take any measures in this regard.

The star you chase, the path you choose. Let them come out on their own.

Compared with these, Lu Ren cares more about

He is hungry.

It's half past seven in the evening, and he hasn't eaten at noon.

Drinking juice alone will not satisfy your hunger.

Let's go out to eat something first and come back later.

The two young ladies beside him were still in a gray state and could not be counted on.

I’m not familiar with the people in the band either.

Fortunately, he still has Conan.

As long as the man in black is not involved, Conan is very reliable.

Lu Ren reached out and rubbed Conan's head, "I'm hungry. Let's go out to eat something. If you need anything, call me."

"Ah."

Lu Ren stood up and walked towards the door of the box, but was unexpectedly stopped by someone from behind.

"Mr. Lu Ren, where are you going?"

Seeing that Lu Ren was on the verge of leaving, Kimura Tatsuya quickly stopped his venomous remarks.

Could it be that he thought his words were too unpleasant, so he planned to leave?

But if he didn't say it more harshly, these people wouldn't be able to grow. He is leaving the band soon, and these people will have to fend for themselves from now on.

"I'm hungry. I'm going to go out to eat something and come back later."

"Eat? There's no need to go out." Kimura Tatsuya waved his hand, "We ordered a lot of food, including pizza, sandwiches, and rice balls. We will eat them together after they are delivered."

That has to be enough for him to eat.

Lu Ren sighed secretly. In the original book, these people ate all the above-mentioned food. He was obviously very hungry.

I need to add him.

That would definitely mean one person is full and everyone is hungry.

A two-dimensional tsundere simply likes someone.

A three-dimensional tsundere simply hates someone.

Kimura Tatsuya is a tsundere in the 2.5 dimension.

Hate and like someone at the same time and then send it.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 76 Lucky Trigger

Lu Ren insisted on leaving, and Kimura Tatsuya couldn't force him to stay.

Let it be.

However, when this incident happened, Kimura Tatsuya sobered up a lot. Seeing that all three members of the band looked gloomy, he lost the motivation to continue reprimanding them.

That’s it, that’s it.

Most of what needs to be said is said, and the rest is up to them to comprehend on their own.

As soon as the press conference was over, he left and officially started his solo journey.

To this end, Kimura Tatsuya also specially prepared a new song - "I Want to See the Real You"

That is his most satisfying masterpiece to date.

He will then perform it as his final song in front of tens of thousands of people.

And show your feelings to some ugly guy.

From beginning to end, he has been waiting for someone to come back.

Feelings that are usually difficult to express or are too shy to express can definitely be conveyed with the help of songs.

Kimura Tatsuya was convinced.

Certainly possible.

Thinking of this, he felt much better and smiled at Conan, "Little brother, do you want to sing a song?"

"Ah? I can't do it." Conan waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't sing well."

The tone deaf person is very self-conscious.

But his self-awareness turned into inferiority in the eyes of some people.

Such familiar low self-esteem stung Kimura Tatsuya's heart.

"Be confident." Kimura Tatsuya walked to the center of the stage, took off the microphone from the stand, put it into Conan's hand, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"No one is born singing well. Practice more. Whatever you want to sing, I can help you."

"Then let's be truthful."

"It's a song from Two-Mix. It's in good taste." Kimura Tatsuya was stunned for a moment. He thought that for such a young child, he just sang children's songs like "Light a Little Star".

"Ahem." As the prelude sounded, Conan cleared his throat, closed his eyes, and entered his own singing world.

From this moment on, the people in the box faced the darkest moment unprepared.

Noise refers to the sound emitted when the sound-emitting body vibrates irregularly, usually measured in decibels.

The stronger the decibel, the stronger the noise, which will affect people's normal life more.

If measured in decibels, Conan's singing is not noise.

But if we consider it from the perspective of its impact on people's normal lives, Conan's singing is no surprise and deserves to be the noise.

His singing voice was not very high, but the listeners felt dizzy, tinnitus, nausea and vomiting.

Let me give you an example that is not very relevant but very vivid.

In the quiet classroom, there is a person standing on the podium. The man had very long fingernails. He stretched out his hands, curled his fingers, and began to scratch the blackboard with his nails.

The movements are sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and there is no pattern at all.

Conan's singing is a sonata of death intertwined by dozens or even dozens of people writing on the blackboard at the same time.

It's hard to imagine that this is a sound that humans can make.

This is more like the terrifying syllables that some indescribable taboo things whispered that disturbed people's minds in the ancient times before human civilization was born.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

At the same time, something happened on Lu Ren's side.

Without warning, he began to fall flat on the ground.

Yes, it's the kind of flat fall where the left foot stumbles over the right foot. In reality, generally no one can fall out.

And it didn’t matter if he fell once, he kept falling there.

As soon as he stood up, he fell down again after taking only two steps.

This made Lu Ren suspicious. He stood up, holding on to the wall and stopped walking forward.

His current situation is too strange. Something must be wrong.

Body and soul are not compatible? Caused him to lose physical coordination?

So why is this happening now?

Lu Ren fired an appraisal at himself.

[Lu Ren (male)

Status, health (APTX enhanced)

Skills, Introduction to Cooking, Introduction to Foreign Languages, Fighting Specialization (Master), Firearms Specialization (Master), Writing Specialization

Special skills, luck]

No problem, same as before

Wait a minute, there is something different.

If he remembered correctly, the lucky color was pure gold, bright and shining. Why was it dark gold now?

Lu Ren threw a finger at Xingyun.

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lucky

All gifts from fate have chips behind them. Your luck will not improve, but you can use it to ward off disasters.

Countdown: 5 hours and 59 minutes]

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His luck was consumed and he avoided a disaster?

So he just kept falling flat on the ground?

Where can it be consumed? What kind of disaster did you resist again?

There is no explanation for this either.

Lu Ren frowned and thought for a moment, but couldn't think of a reason.

never mind. Anyway, that disaster has been averted. It doesn't matter what it is.

At least it shows that this golden skill is not a decoration.

It's really useful in times of trouble.

Besides, it's not the worst case scenario he imagined just now.

Already very good.

It’s just that he can’t make a living, that’s how lucky he is now

Lu Ren suspected that the waiter would accidentally drop the food on him when serving the food, and then he would drop it flat on the ground.

Thinking about that picture makes my teeth hurt. It's better to just go back to the box and stay there.

Once the case is solved, go home quickly and get some sleep to get through this unlucky day.

Lu Ren made up his mind, turned around and fell to the ground again.

"."

outrageous.

"Unrepressible enthusiasm guides us towards an ideal future. The answer is always you!"

The song ended and Conan opened his eyes.

As a result, it was found that the eyes of everyone present were dull and motionless, as if the time pause button had been pressed.

You insisted on letting me sing it.

He was silent for a moment and placed the microphone on the table. Then he looked around again and found that several people still had no reaction. Still the same after waiting for a while.

That can only