Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

"..."

When Hai Mingli thought about the fact that Hong Xia had a sister like that, and then looked at himself, this "smart" student, the contrast was too much for him to defend himself.

The abstract youth suddenly felt... that reality was so heavy...

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 158 Pochi: Don't stop... (Abstract warning)

[11 days before the summer festival performance, morning]

On a certain online chat software...

The system's father, Hai Mingli, is here: "Little Pochi-chan, are you there?"

Mango Mask: "Hey... Hai... Hello, Teacher Hai!"

The system's father, Hai Mingli, is here: "I have a job here, I can earn about 2 yen an hour, do you want to come?"

Mango Mask: "What!"

Looking at the phone, the pink-haired girl recalled her own piggy bank. She was afraid that Teacher Hai would run away halfway, so she stuffed the piggy bank into the young man's hand and shouted, "Please."

It was so satisfying when I was stuffing it in, but I realized how painful it was when I recalled it later.

——Mom said that this is my dowry money.

Mango Mask: "Really? Teacher Hai, can you really make money?!"

The system's father, Hai Mingli, is here: "Really, really, if I lie to you, I'm a puppy."

“Remember to bring your guitar.”

……

The clear sky after the rain is just an illusion. The next day, when the abstract young man opened the door, the biting cold wind hit him directly in the face.

The sky was still overcast and it looked like it was going to rain.

It was cold, a gust of cold wind blew again. Hai Mingli clutched his clothes tightly, shivered uncontrollably, and then quickly closed the door.

...Where did this come from? Is this still Tokyo?

I'm afraid it's not Siberia.

There was nothing he could do about the cold weather, so Hai Mingli changed into his big red flowered jacket for winter, put the piggy bank at the door in his pocket, and walked out with his suona on his back.

The flowered jacket isn’t pretty, but it keeps you warm!

……

Hai Mingli only has one thing to do today.

He wanted to cure the girl's social phobia.

……

The street was bustling with people. Hai Mingli huddled up with his hands in his pockets, then looked around as if he was waiting for someone.

His red flowered jacket was so eye-catching that passersby on the street saw him and talked to their companions... Which mental hospital did this guy run away from?

Hai Mingli rubbed his hands, and after warming them up, he put them in his pockets. "This damn weather is simply fatal," he couldn't help but curse.

By the way...where's Pochi-chan? Why hasn't Pochi-chan come yet?

The abstract young man took out his mobile phone. Apart from the chat history just now, Pochi-chan seemed to have lost contact and hadn't sent him any messages for a long time.

What's the situation?

At the same time, in a corner that Hai Mingli couldn't see.

The pink-haired girl was lying on the corner of the street. She saw Teacher Hai waiting for her from afar. She wanted to go up and say hello, but...

As a result, this guy went out wearing a big flowered jacket that was tacky and ugly...

Pochi-chan admitted that she had no aesthetic taste. The band costumes she designed were disliked by several members of the band, and her usual outfits were also criticized by several girls, but...

Teacher Hai is wearing a big red flowered jacket. Is there something wrong?

The weather is indeed cold, but it is still summer! Who wears a jacket on the street in summer? !

There were too many things to complain about, and the girl with social phobia didn't know where to start complaining. She forgot about her social phobia and lay aside, silently criticizing this abstract guy in her heart.

The abstract young man was still standing in the same place, wearing ugly clothes, swaying from side to side waiting for the girl. Passers-by looked at him with strange eyes, but he didn't care and continued to look down at his phone.

——Damn it, the information is wrong! Mr. Hai is not a social phobic! He is a social hero!

When Pochi looked at this "socially phobic" guy, she suddenly recalled her own social phobia. Fear surged in her heart, and the girl almost ran away.

If you stand with a guy like this, your social health will drop rapidly, and you will die immediately...

The girl has already started to run.

At this moment, Pochi-chan's brain twitched and an inexplicable voice popped out.

"Pochi-chan, you don't want to get married without a dowry, do you?"

Hey, what!

The girl was stunned for a moment. Wait, where did this sentence come from?

The girl began to associate...her mother had said that a girl’s dowry was very important, as it could determine her future status in the family!

"This is the dowry money that mom saved for Pochi-chan."

"If the bride doesn't have a dowry, her husband will dislike her very much after she gets married..."

Mom once said this about dowry money.

As Lenovo deepened, Boqi began to daydream about the future:

"Without a position in the family, my husband would think I was a useless wife and would go out drinking and playing marbles all day, coming home drunk every night and then starting to abuse me."

"Maybe suddenly one day, my husband brings home a woman with a smile. He puts his arm around the woman's waist and says to me: 'Pochi-chan, you are a very good wife, but a man can't always have only one good wife, so...'"

Ahhhhh, you don’t want this kind of thing!

Dowry money is a must!

The lack of money defeated the girl's fear. Pochi stiffened his neck, swallowed his saliva, and slowly turned his head to look at Hai Mingli.

In the girl's eyes, the young man in a red jacket standing on the street suddenly turned into a dazzling white light, as bright as the sun, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

——It will be the same from now on. As long as I don’t stop, the road will continue to extend...

The girl gritted her teeth and walked towards Hai Mingli with trembling legs.

"It's already so late and she hasn't come yet... I wonder if Pochi-chan stood me up."

No way, Pochi-chan doesn't seem like the kind of person who would stand someone up.

Hai Mingli stared at his phone, waiting for the girl's message.

——As long as we get there...

The girl approached Hai Mingli with difficulty. She felt her social life points dropping rapidly, so she stretched out her hand with all her strength and called out softly, "Mr. Hai...Mr. Hai..."

——For dowry money!

——Don’t fall down here!

Who called me?

Hai Mingli turned his head and saw a girl who was wrapped up like a courier package standing in front of him.

This is... Hai Mingli was puzzled. For a moment, he really didn't recognize who this guy was.

The girl wore a skirt over her pink sweatpants. Maybe it was because the weather was cold, so she put on three pieces of sportswear, which made her look bloated.

Also, isn't your collar too tight? Why don't you adjust it? Aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself by making it so tight?

Hai Mingli thought he was the limit in the dressing world, but he didn't expect that the girl in front of him was even more terrifying.

No, no, I'm going to feel embarrassed. When he was with the girl, Hai Mingli felt like ants were crawling on his back, and he wanted to escape.

It’s over! Social phobia has occurred!

——What's going on? Why is Mr. Hai still ignoring me?

The girl's breathing was rapid, and she was a little breathless for a while. On the one hand, the collar was really suffocating, and on the other hand...

Her social health bar is about to be depleted!

"Um... is that Pochi-chan?"

Hai Mingli waved his hand and asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

He was just asking randomly, after all, the girl was wearing pink clothes, which was very suitable for Pochi-chan. If he recognized the wrong person, he could just say sorry and that would be it.

But her fashion sense was so bad that even Hai Mingli couldn't bear to look at it. She looked like someone who had run away from a mental hospital.

Hai Mingli believed that a good kid like Pochi-chan would never do something like wearing three layers of sportswear.

——Teacher Hai, it’s me!

——Did you notice me?

——But I can’t hold on any longer!

From Hai Mingli's perspective, the "weird three-layer sportswear girl" stretched out her hand, took the guitar from her back, and presented it to herself with both hands.

"Mr. Hai, my guitar, please!"

——My health bar is empty, I am dying, but my guitar lives on!

Hai Mingli took the guitar with a confused look on her face. The next second, the girl seemed to have exhausted the last bit of her strength and fell to the ground.

"Don't stop..." The girl's voice was barely audible.

……

[Pochi-chan, dead]

[Last words: Don’t stop…]

(ps: If you feel uncomfortable, please leave a message to modify it)

(I admit that small workshops are powerful...)

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter White Second-Hand Rose ()

Next to the intersection where Pochi-chan fell, Hai Mingli found a cafe.

"Okay, stop being so autistic. Both of our clothes are ugly. There's no need to be autistic about it."

While comforting the girl, Hai Mingli felt that he had done enough. He scratched his head, wondering whether he should continue the series of training for the girl.

What he was thinking about today was... taking the girl to sing on the streets.

It's so simple to be a coward. Hai Mingli used to be a social phobic. When strangers met him before, they saw that he was silent, and the first impression he gave to strangers was that of an "introverted guy".

But as soon as they get to know each other, the stranger will definitely change his previous idea immediately and label Hai Mingli as "abstract" and "socially phobic".

As for how he recovered afterwards...

It’s very simple - because of poverty, he was forced to sing on the streets. After singing for a long time, his social phobia was cured.

“Whether a child is socially anxious or not, you will know after he or she has been working for a few days.”

The abstract young man twitched the corner of his mouth, and seeing that the girl's social energy had not yet recovered and was still in an autistic state, he shut up awkwardly.

——Eh.

——Are you going to perform on the street later?

Holding the drink Mr. Hai offered her, the girl was in tears. You want me to perform on the street? Is that true?

The band's first few performances were held at STARRY, where most of the customers were acquaintances. Even if a girl was socially anxious, she could bear it to some extent when she saw that the customers were people she knew.

But...the people singing on the street are all strangers...

If someone I know sees me performing on the street, my life might be ruined (sad)...

"Pochi-chan, do you still remember the music score of my Second-Hand Rose?"

"Remember...remember."

"Just remember."

The young man stood up with his suona in hand and said, "It's time to set off."