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

"Is there only silk and satin in fantasy?"

"Has the lover become a companion?"

"Do you feel itchy and keep rubbing the edge of the kang in the middle of the night~"

hiss……

Someone heard this strange singing style and subconsciously shouted: "Second-hand rose!"

"What second-hand rose? It's clearly second-hand rose, the second-hand rose that 'sings only for one night'!"

Huh? The waitress was suddenly stunned. Second Hand Rose? What kind of band is this?

She quickly searched the Internet, and after a few seconds, an encyclopedia of the band appeared on her phone screen. When she clicked on it, she saw a photo of the band with all members wearing cardboard boxes on their heads appear on the page.

"Second-hand...roses?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's singing, the girl murmured in a low voice, pondering the two words carefully. The words "second-hand" and "rose" seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but when connected together... she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

This is the legendary...abstract?!

The intense guitar music suddenly stopped. The middle-aged man raised his hands high, then saluted the audience around him. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after a long while, he couldn't say anything...

But the crowd suddenly applauded, as if they were watching a very formal music live. When the live ended, everyone started cheering like fans.

"it is good!"

"It sounds good! As expected of a song by Second-Hand Band, it is abstract and magical yet a little ethereal."

Fortunately, fortunately, Hai Mingli took a deep breath. This group of people regarded him as the cover singer of Ershoumeigui and cheered for it.

Hai Mingli opened his mouth, as if he was going to make a long speech, but in the end he remained silent...

He's stuck!

It's over, it's over, Hai Mingli really wants to slap herself, why did it happen to Xiangzi's father? And there is this setting of social phobia! When she was performing just now, she was clearly full of passion, but as soon as the performance ended, she was so nervous that she couldn't say a word.

a ha ha ha……

Hai Mingli suddenly wanted to run away. He didn't want to make any more money, and he couldn't stand being watched by everyone!

Just leave it at that and no one will get hurt!

The sloppy middle-aged man holding the guitar was about to run away, but the waitress pushed through the crowd, walked up to the man, and said, "Please... please play this!"

Looking at the guitar handed to him by the girl, Hai Mingli took a look and suddenly his eyes widened.

After getting the guitar, he finally calmed down. Under the gazes of everyone, Hai Mingli took a deep breath, took the guitar out of the guitar case, and then...

Then he threw the guitar on the sofa and buried his head in the box, like an ostrich in danger...

Everyone:...

The audience was speechless, with something on their heads to cover their faces... Only Ershoumeigui could do that...

With a guitar case on his head, Hai Mingli typed frantically on his phone, then showed it to the waitress. The girl nodded after reading it, and then shouted, "The performance time is over. This is Teacher Hai who is passing by the livehouse. If you need temporary music guidance, you can stop here and Teacher Hai will give you one-on-one guidance!"

"Also..." The girl glanced at the phone screen, "Also, 500 yen per session, no refunds or exchanges, I guarantee you'll teach me."

(ps: First, join the group and play. The author is Xiaonan Niang!! Dog head)

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(Secondly, I found a good book!!)

("I was arrested and imprisoned on the first day of traveling through Conan"

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 7 What kind of social person

After this bizarre performance, Hai Mingli's teaching career has been broadened. Musicians who want to be taught by him line up and pay money from their pockets.

Shit money! I just love to eat shit money!

After Hai Mingli's one-on-one guidance, all the musicians more or less realized their own shortcomings, especially a girl who played the electronic piano. Hai Mingli gave her a lot of instructions, fearing that she would fail on the road of music.

then……

Hai Mingli counted the coins he had collected... no, the pile of coins he had earned, and immediately smiled.

"Hehehe, I'm rich!"

As expected! Musicians are the best at making money!

Just by giving some pointers, I can gain respect from everyone and earn 500 yen! Isn't this easier than moving bricks? !

Normal people have to go out and carry bricks, but the King of Abstraction only needs to give some instructions and he can earn money while lying down!

Just when he was still immersed in his own world, a hand patted his shoulder, "Hey, uncle, can you wake up?"

what's the situation?

Hai Mingli looked up and saw the waitress from before.

Only then did he see the girl's face clearly. She had long brown hair hanging down behind her, she was of outstanding height, and there was a staff ID card pinned on her chest - Shiina Riki?

Shiina Riki, this name seems familiar. Hai Mingli pressed his temples, he seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

(The light is asking you a question)

(This is also very irresponsible.)

Memories flashed through my mind one by one, as if... this was Xiangzi's former band member...

However, this is not the point. My abstract object is Xiangzi!

"Hey, uncle, do you want to pay the booth fee?"

The girl stood in front of him, and her tone was not at all friendly as when she gave him the guitar.

Hiss... Doing business on someone else's territory, Hai Mingli nodded, he thought it was indeed necessary to show some appreciation.

"Ah, venue fee?" The middle-aged man took out a banknote from his pocket, "1000 yen, is that okay?!"

"what?"

The girl snorted in disbelief, "1000 yen?"

Hai Mingli was stunned for a moment. What? 1000 yen is not enough?

He only collected 10,000 yen in total today. If the venue fee was a lot, he would have lost a lot on this trip.

Just when Hai Mingli was still feeling sorry for the money, the girl suddenly stood up, took the 1000 yen bill from his hand, then went to the cashier and fiddled with it, and gave him 700 yen in change.

"After deducting the 300 yen for the booth, the rest is change."

After stuffing the money into the confused Hai Mingli’s hands, the girl turned around and prepared to leave.

hiss……

Looking at the money in his hand, Hai Mingli was a little confused. It was not a venue fee, but just a seat fee?

Fortunately, fortunately, Hai Mingli patted his wallet. After working for so long, this was the only income he earned. If some of his income was deducted randomly, he would probably collapse.

Knowing when to quit, he patted his wallet and prepared to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, we like the band too!"

Just as Hai Mingli stepped out of the livehouse, he smelled alcohol from behind him. He spoke with a gangster's accent, and his tone was full of the vulgarity of a gangster. He really met a gangster.

The origin of rock music comes from the music of young people. It is inevitable that some young people do not know how to respect themselves and love themselves, while playing music and hanging out in society.

But Hai Mingli is not that kind of person. Whether in his previous life or in Tokyo, he is the most law-abiding citizen and has always maintained the attitude of "mingling in society purely for fun".

Ignore it, Hai Mingli thought to himself, and then left quickly.

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, are you only teaching those young girls and not giving us some pointers?"

The person behind him quickly caught up and suddenly patted Hai Mingli on the shoulder. Hai Mingli had no choice but to turn around as if admitting defeat.

Then, he saw a few young men with yellow hair...

……

"I'm home……"

As usual, Xiangzi took a deep breath in front of the door, and as if he had made up his mind, he pushed the door open.

"……wrong!"

The girl suddenly looked up, wondering why the smell of alcohol in the room had disappeared.

There was no light in the room, and Xiangzi had no idea what had happened inside. The best case scenario was that his father cleaned the room and threw out the wine bottles and other things. The worst case scenario... he went out drinking.

"No, you shouldn't have any illusions about him."

Xiangzi sighed. She was extremely disappointed with her father's degeneration. Being able to maintain the status quo was already the most extravagant fantasy of a girl. If she took another step... If she took another step, her father would have no choice but to go out and mess around in society.

They have fallen from "aristocrats" to "disgraced aristocrats". If they fall further, Xiangzi can only think of "social people" who are the farthest away from aristocratic status.

"Huh...huh..."

Xiangzi turned on the light and his eyes widened. The pile of garbage in the room disappeared, and the beer bottles on the desk were also collected and waiting to be taken out for recycling.

The room was not spotless, for example the walls were still not cleaned properly, but it was obvious that the cleaner had done his best.

He wiped the dust off the top of the refrigerator with a rag. The smell of detergent lingered around the microwave. When he closed his eyes, Xiangzi imagined his father jumping up and down to clean the room.

Dad... has he finally given up on his degradation?!

His father was not at home, probably because he had gone out. Xiangzi wanted to calm down, but found that he could not do it.

The girl's eyes felt sore again, as if tears would burst out in the next second.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you lift the gentleman's legs? Will you be responsible if he bumps into something?"

"It's easy to say, just raise your head and shout for what?"

At this moment, a noisy exchange of voices was heard, and the tone was a bit like that of gangsters.

Xiangzi quickly closed the door and waited for the other party to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, sir, this is your home, right?"

"It should be. Before I got drunk, I specifically asked for the address. It should be here."

"Very good, I'll remember the location. We can always find the teacher to teach us knowledge in the future."

The sound of the gangsters was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that they were heading towards Xiangzi's house.

A few seconds later, someone knocked on Xiangzi's door. Seeing no movement from inside the house, he quickly called out, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Toyokawa's house?"

"..."

When Xiangzi opened the door, the first thing he saw were a few hooligans with dyed yellow hair.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

The girl spoke in a cold tone, staring straight at the yellow-haired man.

"Well, this is Mr. Toyokawa. He got drunk with us and we brought him back..."

Xiangzi looked around the gangsters and saw that his father was drunk. If there were not a few other gangsters dragging him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"..."

The girl didn't say anything. She made way for the thugs to drag the old man into the room...

Volume 1 Wow!: Talking about Rock

First of all, the genre of this book is more of a daily anime, which is light-hearted and happy. After all, the protagonist is an abstract and human succubus!

Secondly, characters will be released slowly, don't worry, Xiangzi has already appeared, the child will appear, Pochi-chan will appear, and... will also appear, don't worry!

Then... the main purpose of this book is to have fun. If there is any problem in the emotional part, I will commit suicide in a minute. Don't worry, it's not poisonous!

"Especially cows. I can kill minotaurs with one strike."

And... don't give up!

From the time I came up with the idea to the time I actually started writing, I was afraid of two things - the first thing was that the readers liked a character, and then, once the role was done, the readers would "go back to their own homes and look for their own mothers".

Or - you read the dungeon all the way to the end, only to find that you have never seen the characters in the next dungeon, so you run away...

If that's the case, it's so sad!

Also, I thought about it casually, probably because of mygo, there are more people reading books, so I bow my head here, don't worry, there is more than one mygo copy. Of course, there will not be only one protagonist in other music animations. In short, it will win!

Kowtow! Only kowtow!