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

"If you have anything to say, wait until I get off work before talking to you," Ms. Yidizhi took the blonde girl's hand, "I'll take Xiao Hongxia to school first."

"Row."

In short, as if she had just finished chatting with her neighbors, Ms. Ijichi took the girl away.

From beginning to end, she never said anything about Ichichi Xingge.

No, that's very strange!

Why did Ms. Ijichi first ask herself whether they had a fight or had a meal, instead of asking about Ijichi Hoshige?

Is she so confident in herself?

……

At noon, Hai Mingli was not planning to go back. He told Suzumiya Ryunasaki that he had left money for lunch, and would take them out to eat if they were hungry at noon.

After explaining all this, Hai Mingli stayed in the Yoshinoya Hotel for a while and explained to him what an online platform is and what self-media is.

When he finished, the restaurant owner nodded and said, "Okay thanks, but can you make money with this?"

...There's no hope.

Hai Mingli really wanted to say: "It will be easy to make money with this thing in the future, as long as you are shameless. Do you know that someone cried his way out of poverty and made a Cullinan?"

But looking at the restaurant owner's eyes full of "intelligence", Hai Mingli knew that some money was destined not to be earned.

After hanging around for a whole day, it was almost time for school and get off work to end in the afternoon, so Hai Mingli said hello to the restaurant owner and left...

When leaving the restaurant, Hai Mingli looked up at the sky. It was clearly evening, but he still felt hot and a little breathless.

This continued until he got on his bicycle, feeling the coolness brought by the ride, and Hai Mingli was finally able to take a break.

He returned to the park and looked up, only to see Ichichi Hongxia, who had gone to school in the morning, sitting on the swing.

The boy was just about to say hello when he looked around and saw that the girl was holding the stuffed toy he had bought that morning.

Do you like this toy?

He was just about to call out Hongxia to let the girl find him, but Ms. Ijichi suddenly stood in front of the boy.

"Want to talk, huh?"

"……Yes."

At the same time, at the summer festival band training place.

"So, your mother still doesn't want you to do music?"

"Hey, hey, aren't you talking nonsense?"

Holding the cigarette given by Umi Akari in her mouth, Ijichi Hoshika looked helpless, "If she had allowed me to make music, I wouldn't have squatted on the box with Hiroi Kikuri and followed you."

Train, train, train, don’t do anything else, the girl urged. The summer festival was only two weeks away, and it would be too late if she didn’t train.

"Don't worry... this is very important..."

Suzumiya Ryunai called out to the girl, "You need to talk to her about this. Why doesn't your mother allow you to pursue music?"

In another corner of the city, next to the park, Ichichi Hongxia was still sitting on the swing enjoying the breeze. At the edge of the park, Ms. Ichichi started chatting with Hai Mingli.

"You really want to ask why I didn't want Ichichi Hoshige to make music, and in the end even forced her to sneak away with you, right?"

Actually, that's not the case, Hai Mingli really wanted to defend herself, I really didn't know that this guy was hiding in my car, if you want, I can bring her back to you anytime... I can kidnap her, steal her, or bring her back to you.

But Hai Mingli did not make any excuses in the end. He remained silent, which was considered as his tacit agreement with Ms. Ijichi's guess.

Because of the curiosity that arises naturally.

Ms. Ijichi's question really stumped him.

"because……"

As if she couldn't bring herself to say it, Ms. Ijichi paused for a long time before speaking: "Actually... our family is very poor, can you see that?"

"This one……"

After visiting other people's homes several times and seeing the messy living room of Ichichi's house, Hai Mingli more or less knew their family situation.

Mr. Ijichi has been working abroad for a long time and has little knowledge of his family, so Ms. Ijichi is the only one supporting the family.

Just from the perspective of family conditions, let alone compared to Umi Akari's family...it can't even compare to Suzumiya Ryunosuke's family. The girl's family has a fairly large cafe.

"Art is very expensive, and our family cannot support a child who is engaged in art... I want Ichichi Xingge to study hard, and then strive to graduate from a good university and find a good job."

……

"Is this what your mother said?" asked Suzumiya Ryunasaki.

"Ah yes, she despised the fact that studying art couldn't make money, so she forced me to study culture."

Ijichi Xingge lay helplessly on the ground, the guitar in her arms still pressed against her chest, "The key is that I don't dare to tell my mother... I didn't study well in high school, and my grades were very bad, very bad, very bad, very bad..."

I understand. Suzumiya Ryunasaki raised her hand to indicate ok.

……

Hai Mingli certainly knows that art costs money. All his musical skills were learned from private tutors when he was a child. As we all know, private tutors are not cheap...

Those who don’t have as high requirements as Hai Mingli, and whose family background is not as good as his, can of course choose interest classes... but interest classes are just a hobby after all, and have nothing to do with any career.

To do art, you have to spend money.

But the tragedy is that those who like art are not necessarily rich.

“This… is indeed a big problem.”

The boy was completely silent this time, because the word "poverty" was the most difficult topic for him to get rid of.

Later, his family went bankrupt, and he became obsessed with money all the time, and was PUA'd by the system in various ways.

"So you see, Hai-san, when Ichichi Hoshige School usually does music or something, I just complain a few times verbally, but I never take the initiative to stop girls from having hobbies."

Ms. Ijichi finished her words and added, "Mr. Hai, I agree that Ijichi Hongxia will go with you to make music this time."

"But it's better not to have this kind of thing that affects your studies again."

"She's already a senior in high school..."

……

"So what do you think?" Suzumiya Ryunas asked, "Will you continue to make music in the future?"

"Bullshit, what else?"

Holding the guitar, Ijichi Xingge stroked the strings with her fingers, and then adjusted the pitch.

It is impossible for me to study, I will never study in this life. My grades are bad, I can't do homework, I can only make a living by playing music.

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 207 Suzumiya Ryuna, Learning the Ultimate Insult

"Okay, I know everything you said, let's stop talking about this."

Poor. This word is the most difficult to deal with.

Hai Mingli stood up and didn't want to continue talking about this topic with Ms. Yidizhi. This topic was too adult, and letting Ms. Yidizhi keep talking about it was also an insult to her personality.

He finished talking to Ms. Ijichi, then took a few steps to Ijichi Hongxia.

The girl was still looking down at the toy given by Hai Mingli. When she felt someone coming, she looked up suddenly and saw the boy's sunny appearance.

Unlike the silent expression on his face when he was communicating with Ms. Ijichi just now, the boy was smiling at this moment, and his smile was as bright as the sunshine.

This is an adult matter, so don't let the children know about it.

"Um...do you like the toy?"

After entering the store, Hai Mingli searched among the hanging dolls for a while, and finally, he chose the cutest looking doll.

He didn't know what kind of toys Xiao Hongxia liked, but he thought that little girls should like dolls, especially furry dolls, which was more appropriate.

So finally…

"like!"

The girl smiled as she held the toy. The smile on her face was pure, without a trace of hypocrisy.

"As long as you like it." Hai Mingli said.

He handed the guitar to the girl, then unfolded the guitar sheet of "I Want to Bloom" he had written, put his hand over the girl's shoulder and played it for her.

This song is not difficult, and Hai Mingli feels that Xiao Hongxia will definitely learn it quickly.

After learning for about thirty minutes, under his meticulous teaching, Xiao Hongxia was able to play the first half of the song by herself.

Even though she didn't have a good grasp of the rhythm and none of the beats matched, if I were to hold a girl to my professional standards... that would be too much.

Seeing that the girl had almost finished singing, the boy looked up at the sky, and saw that it was already gray. Thinking of Suzumiya Ryunosuke and the others who were still at the summer festival, he prepared to say goodbye to Ijichi and her daughter.

As soon as he stood up, Hai Mingli was about to say, "Aunt Yidizhi, I'd better leave first." But surprisingly, Ms. Yidizhi spoke before him:

"You're not in a hurry tonight, are you? How about coming to my house for dinner?"

Hai Mingli was about to refuse, but then someone put a hand on the corner of her clothes. She looked down and saw it was Ichichi Hongxia.

"Brother Hai Mingli, come to my house for dinner!"

tsk...

Looking at the girl's sincere eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse...

Seeing that Hai Mingli hesitated, Ms. Yijizhi added, "Also, the three of them haven't eaten yet, right? I'll make a few more portions later and you can bring them."

"..."

This sentence touched Hai Mingli.

……

The ingredients at home were obviously not enough to feed six people, so Ms. Ijichi took Hongxia to the market, and Hai Mingli followed behind to help carry things.

Following Ms. Ijichi's instructions, Hai Mingli carried a bag of food to the kitchen. Just when she was thinking about staying in the kitchen to help, she was asked to leave by the other party.

The boy turned around and saw Xiao Hongxia sitting on the sofa holding a toy.

Hai Mingli believes that he was lonely when he was a child. He had no older sister or younger brother, and when he lived with his grandparents, he had no playmates. He was alone all day long.

Even after his wealthy father came to the family and took Hai Mingli into the group business, the boy often lived alone. Except for going to school, he did not see his peers at other times.

Ichichi Hongxia has a sister. She has been missing for a few days, so she should be very lonely...

But the boy looked at the girl, who was having a lot of fun playing with her toys by herself, and seemed not to care at all about her sister's disappearance.

This kid...

He walked to the sofa and sat down, sitting quietly, not talking to the girl, nor playing with toys with her, just sitting there quietly, like a statue.

Finally, the girl couldn't help it anymore. She pulled Hai Mingli's clothes and said, "Hey, brother Hai Mingli, did you know that my sister left?"

"Of course I know. Mom said, didn't she go with a guy called 'Hai Mingli'?"

"Hai Mingli"? "Hai Mingli"? It was only then that the boy realized that the girl's pronunciation was wrong. He thought that Xiao Hongxia was young and had an accent, but now it seemed that this girl mistook him for two people.

...It's all my fault for giving the girl a random name.

"Actually, I'm the 'Hai Mingli' you mentioned... That's right, your sister is with me."

Itachi Hongxia:...?

“Hey, hey, hey, Brother Hai, stop joking!” The girl’s tone was full of disbelief, “You mean, my sister… is with you?”

My sister usually dislikes you, as if she is afraid that I will be seduced away by you. She always says something secretly about you. How can she hang out with you?

"You're kidding!"

"Really, really...wait, what did you say?"

Hai Mingli's expression suddenly changed, "You mean your sister...she stabbed me from behind?"

"Yes!" The girl nodded. "She said that the crimes you committed include..."

"He fought in school and beat up teachers; he kidnapped ignorant girls and tricked them into playing music; he dropped out before he finished his studies and almost had a quarrel with his head teacher; he sneaked into school and after being caught by the head teacher, he climbed over the wall and yelled at him."

"This isn't you, is it?"

Hemingway: ...

"It's not me, really, it's not me!"