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

thump.

With a crisp sound, Goto Ichiri fell to his knees.

failure!

An undisputed failure!

Why? She is a Guitarhero with 30,000 fans, how can she play so badly?!

Goto Ichiri looked down at his shaking hands and howled to the sky in his heart.

Who is it? Who stole my hand!

It's over, it's all screwed up, building a core of the team is totally impossible.

Two hellish pictures appeared in Goto Ichiri's mind.

After the band ended, they surrounded her in a circle like they were bullying a classmate, their eyes glowing red, looking at her with disdain and sarcasm.

"No, a guitarist of this caliber wants to join our firm? That's wishful thinking! It's so funny, hahahaha!"

Lin Yi also shook his head helplessly.

"I never thought that I would be wrong one day."

As he said that, he grabbed her collar and dragged her to the door, then threw her out of the office like trash.

Don't do this kind of thing.

Goto Ichiri fell to the ground, covering his face, and died completely.

Hongxia, who was still thinking about how to start the conversation, saw Goto Ichiri lying on the ground like a handful of ash, and hurried over.

"Ichi-li sauce, Ichi-li sauce!"

"I'm sorry, I will find a place where no one is around and die quietly."

"No one wants you to die!"

Hong Xia said loudly.

Liang, who was standing by, clasped his hands together, nodded slightly as if praying, and muttered, "Don't forget to call me when you have the feast."

"Okay, I'll remember that..."

Goto Ichiri got up from the ground, picked up his guitar, and staggered towards the door like a zombie.

"Ichiri-chan, don't leave in such a hurry!"

Hongxia grabbed Goto Ichiri's arm and said, "I think..."

You feel?

Goto Ichiri looked at the girl who was radiating sunshine, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"I think Yili-chan still has a lot of room for improvement."

There is a lot of room for improvement...it's just that you are very unskilled now.

Crack, another bolt of lightning struck Goto Ichiri.

"And the specific measures to be taken still depend on what Lin Yi says, right?"

Hong Xia touched the ahoge on her head somewhat awkwardly, and looked towards Lin Yi not far away as if for help. What she saw was a face that showed satisfaction.

Did Goto Ichiri perform well? Obviously not.

But this is exactly what Lin Yi is satisfied with.

It can be seen from Yili's skillful string-changing movements that she has been playing the guitar for a long time, but the fact that she has played the guitar for a long time and still performs poorly, doesn't this speak volumes?

Finally, finally, God has mercy!

Finally, he did not fail and found a real rookie, a talented person who could really assist him in his business of losing money!

Coupled with his socially anxious personality, it's simply a king bomb!

I really don’t know Chihaya Aine well, and what I said before was just perfunctory.

I declare that from now on, you, Goto Ichiri, are my number one general!

Even if they think you are not good enough, you came to Ding Xingyun Office today, I said!

Although Lin Yi had already decided on Goto Ichiri, he still had to go through the process. Lin Yi quickly adjusted his state, pretended to look at Xiangzi beside him, and asked: "Xiangzi, what do you think?"

While speaking, Lin Yi did not forget to wink at Xiaoxiang, hoping that she could understand his meaning.

Xiangzi did not notice Lin Yi's little action, but when she saw that Lin Yi did not make a direct comment but asked for her opinion first, she knew that Lin Yi intended to recruit Goto Ichiri.

Although her performance just now was indeed somewhat unsightly, Xiangzi chose to believe in Lin Yi's vision.

Xiangzi closed his eyes, recalled everything that had just happened during the performance, and tried to find the bright spots.

She thought for a long time before she said with high emotional intelligence: "Goto-san just doesn't cooperate well with everyone and makes a lot of mistakes. I can see the traces of training from her."

Although the first two sentences are clichés, the last sentence is true. This is Xiangzi's experience as a master of music.

Aiyin looked at Xiangzi in disbelief. She could actually say it so tactfully.

Where is Xiaoxiang, the sharp-tongued man who usually points out their mistakes and shortcomings without mercy?

After sighing, Aine nodded and added, "I just noticed that Ichiri-chan kept her head down while she was playing, and didn't pay any attention to the others. Does she have no experience in playing an ensemble?"

Goto Ichiri, who was being publicly executed, recovered a little.

She said with a hint of tears in her voice: "I've actually wanted to form a band for a long time, but... I just couldn't find anyone, so I've been practicing alone at home..."

"Snapped!"

Lin Yi clapped his hands, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Goto Ichiri, whose speech was interrupted, raised his head, took a look, and then lowered his head again.

The hour of judgment has come.

Judge Lin Yi, the prisoner Goto Ichiri!

"I already understand the general situation..."

Lin Yi pretended to be serious as he spoke, and even the atmosphere in the practice room began to become tense.

But then Lin Yi changed the subject and a smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that my vision is really accurate. Goto-san can become the core of the team!"

With his head lowered, Goto Ichiri opened his mouth slightly and let out a faint "ah".

Obviously, her performance was very poor, her performance was a mess, and she couldn't even speak properly...

Can someone like her become the core of a band? And a professional band right from the start?

Is there really someone in real life who can recognize her and is interested in her?

"Goto-san didn't perform well today, but what does that mean?"

Lin Yi said with a firm tone: "I think Goto is very good, so she will definitely be very good in the future."

"I think Goto-san's performance was not good because he is too shy and shy and has no experience in performing in front of the public."

"I actually studied very well and worked very hard, but I just didn't perform well because I wasn't used to the pace of the exam room."

Many people agree with the above statement, but Lin Yi has always felt that this statement is 90% bullshit and an excuse.

Whether it is studying or playing guitar, it is a process of accumulation and training. As long as the process is long enough and the effort is enough, even if you perform poorly, it can only be improved from 600 points to 550 points. If you go from 600 points to 300 or 400 points, do you still have the nerve to say that you performed poorly?

Even if Goto Ichiri performed poorly today, his true level was just that.

This is the qualified first general in his mind!

"As long as Goto can overcome these difficulties and withstand the pressure, he will become a great man in the future!"

Under Goto Ichiri's extremely moved eyes, Lin Yi took out a sample contract and handed it over, saying with a smile.

"Goto, you can take the contract back to your parents tonight when you go home. If you have any questions, feel free to call me. If there are no problems, you will be a contracted artist of our agency after signing the contract."

Goto Ichiri stretched out his hands and took the contract carefully as if he had received a treasure.

She showed a determined look of facing death.

"Don't worry, I will convince them no matter what!"

59

Chapter 59: Oh no, it’s Nagasaki Suyo.

After dealing with Goto Ichiri's affairs, Lin Yi could finally go home.

Walking out of the office, it was getting dark. The orange sunset glow connected through the horizon to the other side of the sky, making the sky particularly beautiful, just like Lin Yi's mood at the moment.

Lin Yi is not a superstitious person, but as the saying goes, well begun is half done.

The reason why ending the band gave him such a headache was probably because of this guy Aine.

He is clearly a guitar genius with full development potential, but when he first appears on the stage, he has to pretend to be a newcomer with no basic skills, which leads to his misjudgment.

On the other hand, now that he has recruited Goto Ichiri, an SSR gold card with a bad personality and low level, from the very beginning, the second band will surely perform well and become the "pillar" of his money-losing business.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on Lin Yi's face. He walked into the supermarket with a smile while others looked at him like a fool.

Taking a shopping cart, Lin Yi started his shopping.

Snacks, drinks, meat, eggs, milk, and vegetables, not much of each. After all, Lin Yi only has two hands, and his home is not far away, so he can just take a walk every day.

There are also various necessary auxiliary ingredients and condiments. Looking at the seasoning bottles full of neon language, Lin Yi feels that it is necessary to go to the China Supermarket someday. The soy sauce must be from Donggu.

When he took out his bank card to pay the bill, Lin Yi felt relieved. The feeling of freedom to spend his own money without worrying about system constraints was simply too good to be true.

After returning to his high-rise house, Lin Yi sorted out the things he bought and thought about the menu for tonight.

Make some sweet and sour spare ribs and mix it with some cold dishes.

Lin Yi walked into the kitchen, washed his hands, and then put on an apron. As a high-end residence, it naturally uses natural gas, and the induction cooker has no soul.

Put the cut ribs into a pot with cold water, add a little cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, skim off the foam after boiling, take out after two minutes, wash with warm water, drain the water and set aside.

Heat oil in a pan, add some seasonings and fry until sugar color is achieved, add the ribs and stir-fry evenly, then add seasoning and water, cover and simmer.

simple.

When the ribs were almost cooked, Lin Yi got up to prepare some cold dishes when a doorbell suddenly rang from the direction of the entrance.

The tower where Lin Yi lives is not open to the public. Is it a neighbor?

Lin Yi turned down the fire on the gas stove and went to open the door.

It was none other than Kumiko Nagasaki, the wealthy lady who lived in the duplex upstairs and whom Lin Yi met by chance yesterday.

However, unlike yesterday's career beauty, Ms. Nagasaki today was wearing casual and comfortable home clothes, and it seemed that she was taking a break instead of going to work.

"Mr. Lin, are you cooking?"

Kumiko Nagasaki looked at the apron on Lin Yi and asked with some surprise.

"Ah."

Lin Yi smiled and nodded, and asked, "What can I do for you, Ms. Nagasaki?"

"I wanted to invite you, my new neighbor, to my house for dinner, but now it seems that I can only do it next time."

Nagasaki Kumiko said with some regret.

She is usually very busy with work, and she said it would be next time, but we don’t know when that will be.

Lin Yi saw the regret in the other party's heart and suggested: "I just finished making a dish here. If you don't mind, I can bring the dish over to eat together."

Kumiko Nagasaki's eyes lit up.

"How could I possibly dislike that? Just don't complain that the food in my house doesn't suit your taste."

"Well, come in and wait for two minutes, I'll be right there. Just put on your shoes and come in, it's okay."

After saying that, Lin Yi returned to the kitchen and quickly cooked the sauce over high heat. He then removed the residue from the pot and served it on a plate.

He took off his apron and hung it on the wall, picked up the plate, and went out with Nagasaki Kumiko and got into the elevator.

In the elevator, Lin Yi asked curiously: "Does Ms. Nagasaki live alone?"