Cultivating a girl band, but the goal is to lose money!

Mu's golden eyes remained calm as he responded softly, "President Lin."

Lin Yi has a certain understanding of Mu's personality. The child is just a little cold on the surface and not very good at expressing himself.

He smiled and sat down next to Mu, then asked casually, "Why did Ruoye come to watch the live show today?"

Although he met someone he knew by chance, Lin Yi didn't feel too worried.

If Ye Mu was not familiar with him and was not clear about the internal situation of the Nebula Office, even if he behaved a little abnormally, Mu probably would not notice it, and even if he noticed it, he would not necessarily tell anyone.

At worst, just wear a mask.

"Soyo, give me the ticket." Mu said in a low voice, then took the ticket out of his pocket and showed it to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded.

For Mujica's debut live, he got a lot of internal tickets. In addition to using them among the internal staff of the agency, he also distributed some tickets to his friends.

Lin Yi gave one to Chuhua and one to Mana.

Mu's ticket was given by Su Shi... Lin Yi was a little surprised about this, as he originally thought it was given by Xiangzi.

But maybe Xiangzi was slow and Su Shi got there first.

After finishing this conversation, Lin Yi and Mu stopped talking and just sat there quietly. This was quite normal since the two were not familiar with each other after all.

Time passed slowly, and almost all the audience who came to watch the live show tonight had arrived. There were no empty seats in the venue, and the noise began to become louder.

Sitting on Lin Yi’s right was Ruo Yemu, and sitting on Lin Yi’s left was a boy wearing glasses and carrying a schoolbag, who seemed to be a college student.

Seeing that Lin Yi was about the same age and the same gender as him, the boy took the initiative to talk to him.

"Brother, this band called Mujica doesn't have a good reputation online, why did you come to see their live show?"

Lin Yi looked at the boy strangely.

Is this still Japan? How dare someone ask a stranger such a question? Aren’t they afraid of asking their fans?

But Lin Yi soon changed his mind and thought, where does Mujica have fans now?

It was because everyone came here to have fun that he dared to ask such a question.

Lin Yi's thoughts suddenly became clear.

He glanced at Ruoye Mu on the right, then covered his mouth and whispered to the boy.

"I was just sitting around doing nothing, and suddenly this incredible band showed up, so of course I had to come and witness it."

Lin Yi said mysteriously: "Do you know the drummer of Mujica?"

"I know." The boy said skillfully: "Solitudinis, that meow kiss."

Facing the boy's excited description, Lin Yi did not find it strange. After all, he must be a seasoned fun-loving person to ask such a question under such public opinion in Mujica.

"I have a friend who is an insider. He told me that the drummer of Mujica had a bad attitude. He was obviously a newcomer and never played the drums except during rehearsals."

"Tsk, there will definitely be something to watch in the live show later." Lin Yi smacked his lips and said with interest.

The boy's expression looked unhappy for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Haha... the live show is about to start. We'll know whether it's a mule or a horse once we take it out for a walk."

Alas...the young man is still too conservative.

Lin Yi sighed inwardly.

If he were this boy, he would have taken out his cell phone and posted what he had just said on forums and in various groups, and made a big fuss about it.

"bass!"

As the scheduled time approached, the overhead lights suddenly turned off, and the venue was plunged into darkness.

But the audience present did not panic, but became completely quiet.

No matter why they come to see Mujica's live show, they have paid for the tickets, so they should take it seriously.

"bass!"

A spotlight came on, focusing on the center of the stage.

A red-haired girl wearing a mask was sitting gracefully on the steps.

That's Kita.

Kita closed his eyes, put his legs together and sideways, supported himself with his hands on the steps, and began to sing.

"Alas my love you do me wrong......"

The moment Kita opened his mouth, Lin Yi sensed something was wrong.

Although he didn't know much about music, he could tell that this was a very suitable bel canto singing style.

Could it be that the intelligence was wrong?

No, Miao Meng’s judgment should be correct. This song is not very long. As long as you practice more, it is normal to achieve such an effect.

The performance on stage continues.

Other members of Mujica also appeared one after another.

Xiangzi holding Le Na's hand, Su Shi holding a pocket watch, and Meow Meng sitting on a chair looking in the mirror.

Everything is going according to the established script.

However, the lines, actions, and descriptions that originally made Lin Yi so embarrassed that he tapped his toes on the ground, surprisingly no longer seemed embarrassing, and even somewhat fascinating, under the backdrop of the large stage atmosphere and perfect lighting.

Lin Yi's original feeling that something was wrong had almost been confirmed.

Damn, what's going on?

It was clearly a script he had read himself, and a performance that Xiangzi and Su Shi had demonstrated in front of him, but when it was moved to the big stage, the feeling it gave people was completely different!

The boy next to him touched Lin Yi's arm and said excitedly.

"Isn't this performance great? It's completely different from the promotional video!"

After speaking excitedly, the boy couldn't help but complain: "I don't know who made that promotional video. I feel like my head was squeezed by the door!"

"Ha ha……"

Lin Yi laughed dryly twice, and two black lines appeared above his head.

He admitted that he had miscalculated on this point, but there was nothing he could do about it.

No one is perfect, and it is impossible for one person to be proficient in everything.

He didn't know much about acting, let alone drama or opera. The only stage effects he could imagine were scenes in which he imagined the lines.

Although there was a slight difference from what was expected, Lin Yi remained calm.

He didn’t put all his hopes on Mujica this time, and the performance was just an appetizer, the most important thing today was the official live performance!

Lin Yi looked across the space and towards the sexy girl wearing a red suspender top sitting on the chair.

Meow Meng, don't let me down!

……

Toyokawa Shoko was standing on the stage, but her heart was not as calm as she had said to Lin Yi.

She was nervous...or rather, excited and thrilled.

Mujica is a dream band that brings together her inner expressions, and it is also the beginning of a clear break with the past.

Oblivionis, forgetfulness, is not just a code name, it is an integral part of Mujica's worldview and also Xiangzi's true inner thoughts.

From quitting Crychic and leaving the Toyokawa family, to joining the Nebula Agency, to letting go of the past with the help of Lin Yi, to being with Lin Yi now, setting the goal of surpassing the Toyokawa family, to now forming Mujica... the girl named Toyokawa Shoko has completely completed her transformation.

She forgot the past, let it go, and gave up herself as a young lady.

She will not regret it, nor will she be afraid, because she already has someone she loves and a partner she can trust.

In other words-

"I am fearless and forgetful."

Xiangzi lifted up the hem of her skirt, and her calm but firm voice was transmitted clearly to the ears of the audience through the earphone monitor.

The girl's amber pupils under the mask stared at the audience below the stage, and her slightly restless heart surprisingly calmed down.

Just as Lin Yi predicted, the audience did not show much resistance and were even very focused, obviously very satisfied with Mujica's performance.

The corners of Xiangzi's mouth curled up slightly. He raised his hand and stretched it towards the center of the stage. His voice suddenly rose.

"Doloris!"

"I am not afraid of sadness."

Along with Kita's deep voice, the Ave Mujica logo appeared on the big screen at the back.

The spotlights also faded away, and the psychedelic lighting effects were like a mist of red, pink and black filling the air, giving people an immersive feeling.

Xiangzi's little hands wrapped in black lace gloves pressed the piano keys skillfully, and the catchy prelude sounded.

After paddling for a long time, Lenai can finally start her performance.

Miao Meng at the back turned the drumsticks handsomely, shook his head, and hit the drum hard.

After stepping onto the stage, Su Shi suddenly discovered that the performances that she had originally sneered at and the Mujica worldview that she had found unbearable were not really unpleasant at all.

Su Shi showed an admiring smile on his face, which was completely hidden by the mask, and played the bass seriously.

As the girls' performance progressed, the audience had a whole new experience.

It was like the beating of a pulse coming from the depths of distant history, inspiring people's hearts.

It was like a roaring iron chariot, crushing their spirit and cognition with an unstoppable force.

“Welcome to the world of Ave Mujica!”

Kita's calm and handsome voice pushed the atmosphere of LIIVE to the climax.

Warm cheers rang out from the audience.

Although Kita hadn't started singing yet, there was no doubt that Mujica's performance and music had already conquered the audience.

Today’s live was really a good choice!

When the performance reached a familiar position, Kita skillfully placed his hands on the corresponding position of the guitar and began to play.

The sound of the electric guitar came out without any mistakes. This was something that had been practiced countless times and had long since become muscle memory.

Kita is both nervous and not nervous now.

There have been no accidents in Mujica's live performance today so far. Everything is exactly the same as in practice, and even better than in practice.

"There must be no mistakes!" Kita said firmly in his heart.

This is not only for everyone's efforts, but also to be worthy of one's own efforts.

Kita took a deep breath and sang: "For the irreversible history of life..."

The performance came to an abrupt halt, and only sporadic keyboard sounds could be heard in the venue, and the rest was the sound of Kita's singing.

But the a cappella only lasted for two sentences, and then everything returned with even greater intensity!

……

Below the stage, Chu Hua, wearing a mask and a hat, stared at the keyboard player on the stage who was twisting his body and exuding charm, with a gleam in his purple eyes.

A wave of memories came flooding back.

When Crychic performed live for the first time, she stood in the audience and watched.

Now that Crychic is gone, Xiangzi has formed a new band, Mujica, and she is still standing in the audience watching.

Chu Hua turned his gaze slightly and looked at the red-haired girl who was singing in the center of the stage.

She thinks that both her singing and guitar playing skills are better than Mujica's current lead singer.

She can do better.

But Chuhua also knew that this was just her one-sided fantasy.

Even though Lin Yi had said that if they couldn't make it, she and Mana could go to the Nebula Office, Chu Hua still felt that it was impossible for her to replace the person on the stage.

At most, I can be closer to Xiaoxiang.

……