Collapse, surrender to me!

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"Wake up!"

……

Madara was stunned for a moment.

"Well, you want to learn, right? But she can't teach you." Grayshu gathered the scattered Pochi-chan back and explained, "In Kyubey's words, this is like the world's favor. As long as she is still in this world, Pochi-chan can climb out even if she falls into a black hole... How do you say that? She's the protagonist."

"main character?……"

Madara really couldn't understand why Pochi-chan was the protagonist, since she was just an ordinary and timid little girl.

"Do you think I'm the protagonist?"

"I feel like you're a villain..." Gray said bluntly.

"Do you think I'm a bad person?"

"That's not true."

Grayshu waved her hand and thought for a moment.

"The villain is not necessarily a bad person, but more often there is a conflict between the protagonist's philosophy and his or hers. Sometimes, the protagonist's philosophy is very stupid and saintly, but the villain will lose for all kinds of strange reasons."

"So you think I'm going to fail?"

"Well... although you didn't ask me to draw for you, I still drew a little secretly..."

Gresh said as she took out a painting.

What is expressed on the screen is very simple.

In the picture, there is a person standing on the top of a mountain, looking down on all living beings and overlooking the world.

There is a blood-red moon above my head.

But what was strange was that the man whose face could not be seen in the picture had lost his life. In his chest, a pitch-black hand pierced through his chest from behind and crushed his heart.

"..."

The moment Madara saw this painting, his innate sixth sense of crisis alertness was almost stretched to the limit.

My head was full of alarm bells ringing.

It was as if the person whose heart was being ripped out in the picture was himself!

"My paintings can foresee some of the future... but they are rather abstract and sometimes not very accurate," Grayshu explained.

"That's enough."

Madara put the painting away, and returned to his normal self, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Besides, since you have decided to help me, these future events will naturally not count."

Madara is not Xiongba, he doesn't believe in any prophecies about the future.

But it did not prevent him from having some seeds of doubt.

Being ripped out from behind.

This was originally the most impossible thing, because for personal reasons, he was very sensitive to what was going on behind the scenes.

Unless it was someone he completely trusted and was completely defenseless standing behind him.

For some things, as long as someone reminds him, he can immediately notice the abnormality from the clues that he usually ignores.

Madara was thinking about the future in the painting.

Grayshuu, Hongxia and others have rescued Pochi-chan.

"Who is this?"

Liang glanced at Uchiha Madara who was in deep thought every few seconds, and it seemed like he was making a dozen fake moves per second.

"So handsome, with this kind of temperament...can you introduce him to me?"

"This is my uncle Madara. He...already has a wife."

Grace immediately tried to dispel the strange thoughts that were rising in Liang.

She really couldn't imagine what it would look like if Ryo and Madara were together.

Besides, Madara wouldn't think about these messy things before he achieves his ideal of peace.

"You guys chat first, I got an inspiration!" Liang looked a little disappointed after hearing what Grayshu said, but then his eyes lit up and he ran back to his bedroom to write a song.

"..."

The few remaining people looked at each other.

I had no inspiration for so long when I was traveling, but now I suddenly have inspiration.

I don’t know what’s going on in Liang’s brain.

"By the way, when will Sister Eden come over?" Hong Xia asked.

"Maybe in two or three days."

Grace thought for a moment and said.

Eden now also has to help with the post-disaster reconstruction work on Mu Continent.

Furthermore, the core of the Ninth Herrscher will be made into the Star of Eden.

Eden also wants to test the cooperation.

It wasn’t a long time, but it wasn’t long for Lonely Rock.

"By the way, does your uncle Ban know about music?" Hong Xia asked, "Why don't we let him teach us first?"

In Hongxia's eyes, Grace has always been a person from a musical family.

Then this Uncle Ban should have a very high level of musical attainment.

"I know a little bit about music."

Madara came back to his senses and just happened to hear what Hongxia said, so he responded accordingly.

Of course he understands music.

However, until now, both sides have not realized that Madara's music rhythm is completely different from what Hongxia and others understand.

"Uncle Madara, can you give us some pointers first?!"

Hongxia stood up and asked, her eyes shining.

Even the Sharingan could hardly withstand the dazzling light.

For Madara, after coming to the world of lonely rock and roll, his mentality has changed unconsciously.

There are no enemies to be on guard against at all times.

There is no intrigue.

It can even be said to be a completely different life.

There is also a group of sunny and innocent girls around him, just like an iceberg that is melting.

Of course, Madara is still Madara, and his tone is still as majestic as ever.

"Guidance, yes."

……

When night falls, the sea surface sparkles, and in the gentle sea breeze, a romantic open-air band stage stands on the beach.

The small stage was made of wood and exuded a faint fragrance. The air around the stage was filled with the salty smell of the sea, intertwined with the gradually darkening sky.

On one side of the stage is a row of colorful lights, embellishing the entire space, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

In front of the stage is a spacious beach. The soft sand gently brushes against the toes, accompanied by the sound of the waves, as if blending into the music.

The Bond band members were dressed in light summer outfits and stood at their respective positions.

And opposite them.

There was only one Uchiha Madara who was ready to "instruct" them.

"let's start."

Hong Xia took a deep breath.

A drumbeat opened the curtain of the performance.

The strings are plucked gently, the guitar is melodious, the drums are jumping, and the singing is clear.

In the night, the sound of the waves echoes with each other. The melody of the music dances in the air, soft and cheerful, soothing everyone's heart.

While playing the piano, Grace felt the progress of everyone in the Bond Band.

She couldn't even find any fault with it for a moment.

It's probably that everyone has found their own style and can be placed in the right position in the band.

When they released their first album, the sound engineers were busy for several days.

If it were the current level, it wouldn't be so difficult.

However, after everyone finished the perfect song, their expectant eyes fell on Madara.

But they were all stunned.

Because at this time, Ban had a frown on his face and looked very dissatisfied with everyone's performance.

For a moment, even Grayshu became nervous.

She only knew that Madara was the man standing at the top of that world, but she didn't expect that his musical level was so high. She felt that there was no major problem with the performance just now overall, but Madara thought it was so bad?

"Um...what's the problem..."

Hongxia raised her little hand.

After all, they asked others for guidance.

Although I don't know where the problem with the performance is, isn't asking for advice the purpose of finding out the shortcomings? Madara's current expression is actually a good thing.

"So, please tell us directly. Don't worry that we won't be able to accept it."

"...Then I won't be polite. Your performance...is too weak!"

Madara said seriously.

"I had completely let down my guard and even actively listened, but I was not touched at all!"

"..."

The Bond band was stunned.

They thought Madara would say something like he was out of tune, but he just said "too weak", which left everyone confused.

How can anyone judge someone's singing by calling them weak...

Grayshu suddenly reacted.

Madara is not on the same channel as them at all!

In fact, when Madara heard that the Bond Band asked him for musical advice.

It's no longer in the same channel.