Anime, but you can win a prize by confessing your love

"That's not the case. On-the-spot performance is affected by many other factors, such as other members' delays and rushing to take photos."

Little Boqi stopped talking. She snuggled in Ye Mu's arms and buried her head in it. This made her feel like she was redeemed.

After returning home, Ye Mu briefly explained to Mrs. Goto why little Bochi came home early, and then followed her upstairs.

wow~

The sliding door was opened and closed. Ye Mu was not surprised by the empty room. He skillfully opened the cupboard door and successfully found Xiao Boqi inside.

But this child... was actually taking off his clothes with an expressionless face.

"Senior, let's do it."

Little Bochi looked at Ye Mu with a dull look, then took off his undershirt.

Suddenly, the turbulent waves that were restrained by the pink cup were lifted up by the inertia of the clothes, causing waves.

"Rock and...love. Many guitarists are so great because they indulge in these two things."

Hey~

It seems that little Pochi has been completely defeated by the "acknowledgement monster" and actually tried to use i to relieve his mood.

Ye Mu sighed and stretched out his hand to her, and the latter naturally lowered her arms and waited for that hand to touch her sensitive parts.

Bang Bang~

Feeling the pain in his head, Little Pochi's eyes widened.

"Senior...even you don't like me anymore?"

"No way!" Ye Mu hugged the pitiful pink-haired girl in his arms, "I like little Pochi, there is more than just OOXX yellow garbage in his head."

"How could I possibly do that to you when you're like this?"

"Listen to me, when you play the piano thinking about how to get the audience's approval, you have already lost."

"Even someone like Yuyuko Otsuki, who has a strong desire to win, is absolutely focused when she plays the guitar, and never focuses on 'I want to win'."

"Also, of course Pochi-chan is amazing. I dare say that neither Ootsuki Yuyuko is as good as Guitar Hero. It's just that your social phobia doesn't allow you to perform at your original level in front of so many people."

"Stop saying 'if you can't perform well, it's equal to zero'. In fact, you are improving with every live performance. Otherwise, that reporter wouldn't have come to us, right?"

The dark cupboard, the embrace of his seniors and the comforting words, all these factors combined to make little Pochi feel comfortable.

For a moment, she actually had the urge to cry.

"No matter what others say, I really recognize Pochi's ability... Guitar Hero fans also do."

"senior……"

Little Pochi grabbed Ye Mu's sleeve and suddenly felt that Otsuki Yuyuko's words were not so hurtful.

Her "admission desire monster" was filled up by Ye Mu's words at this moment.

Chapter 222 Rehearsal

"Thank you, Senior. I... feel much better."

Little Bochi poked his head out from Ye Mu's arms, then took the initiative to offer him a passionate kiss, stopping Ye Mu from saying anything.

The two of them intertwined themselves in ecstasy, with their arms locked behind each other's backs, as if they wanted to blend each other together.

Even the pair of elastic bodies, like balloons filled with water, were squeezed to the point of bulging.

The passionate kiss lasted until both of them felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen.

After their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily. In the hot and humid environment, their bodies were covered with a layer of sticky sweat.

"By the way, isn't it about a month before little Pochi turns 17?"

She was pleasantly surprised and nodded heavily.

"Have you figured out how to spend the day?"

She recalled the scene of Liang's birthday in her mind. Should she invite everyone to her home and have a lively family birthday party?

Little Pochi was somewhat tempted.

But compared to this, she now seems to prefer staying in her own room, in this dark and narrow closet, with Ye Mu.

Forget it, anyway, that’s all later.

She pressed her hand downwards and deftly found where Xiao Yemu was.

"Senior, let's do it for real."

Little Bochi leaned close to Ye Mu's ear and whispered, his breath hitting Ye Mu's earlobe, making him feel like he wanted to be tickled.

The last time she and Ryo went on a threesome, she saw with her own eyes how the usually cool and expressionless Ryo gradually broke down under repeated shocks.

That kind of thing was probably much more comfortable than what she and her predecessors had done. What's more, little Bochi had already prepared to give his body to Ye Mu.

She knelt and sat on Ye Mu's legs, her round buttocks neatly folded on his calves, squeezing out an equally attractive curve.

She moved her body slightly and bent her legs to allow her perfect buttocks to come into close contact with Ye Mu's thighs, and then twisted her body restlessly a few times.

If I do this, Senior might not be able to resist eating himself.

"What a silly child," Ye Mu just lifted her bangs and kissed her forehead, "Wait a little longer, until you are older and more mature..."

"…Senior, you're treating me like a child again…but I'm obviously not a child."

Little Bochi picked up her water ball. Before, she had always regarded the weight on her chest as two lumps of fat that were in the way, but it was Ye Mu's presence that gave them a different meaning.

She saw it that day, obviously... even someone with such a skinny body like Liang could do it, so why couldn't she do it with her senior?

What does so-called maturity mean?

Her words made Ye Mu burst into laughter. If Xie Liang knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would break his defense. After all, she seemed to care a lot about her figure.

"Maturity doesn't just refer to the body. Let's put it this way... When the day comes when little Pochi can stand on the stage and perform naturally, it means you have matured."

“How harsh!”

…………

Time quietly came to Saturday morning. After the band finished rehearsing, they carried their instruments and took the train to Shinjuku Flot for rehearsal.

Compared to the Fanxing which is located in the basement, one can clearly feel as soon as one enters the door that this exhibition hall is at least three times larger than Fanxing.

It was non-business hours in the morning, so there was no one else to be seen except members of other bands and people wearing "staff" logos, but even so, the entire exhibition hall seemed extremely lively.

“No wonder this place can accommodate performances by Sick Hacker and other guest bands at the same time.”

Hongxia couldn't help but sigh with envy, wishing her sister's performance hall was this big.

As soon as they came in, the staff responsible for connecting with the band ran over and asked them for information about the band.

“We’re the closing band.”

"Let me see... Welcome to everyone who has finished their bands. Please go to the rest area over there and take a rest. Your rehearsal time will be after [Namba Girls], and there are three more bands waiting."

The staff member flipped through the form in his hand and typed out a string of words like a machine gun.

"By the way, there is also this form. Please fill it out as soon as possible and hand it in to the counter over there."

Finally, he hurriedly handed Ye Mu a piece of paper, bowed, and left quickly.

Good, very formal!

This was the band’s first impression of Shinjuku Flot. Right from the start, they were like a country kid entering a busy city for the first time, and were so shocked that they were speechless.

After a moment, Liang pretended to be calm and raised his feet:

"Let's go. I've been through big scenes like this many times."

A group of people walked slowly behind her, and Ye Mu even had to take a quick glance at the contents on the form while protecting little Bochi who was about to faint.

The rest area consisted of several sets of sofas. Before they arrived, many people from other bands had already sat there. As they were unfamiliar with the place, they did not take the initiative to talk to anyone after sitting down and could only observe their surroundings cautiously.

Obviously, the band consisting of four cute girls and a childish boy was clearly out of tune with the surrounding rock bands whose clothes and makeup were punk or metal-style.

They either wear heavy eye shadow, which can scare little Pochi to tears with just a glance, or they wear cool clothes, with a strange combination of tube tops and vests.

"I think... our band seems to be quite different from everyone else, hahaha."

Kita laughed awkwardly and whispered that driven by the instinct of "fitting in with the group", she actually took out her eyebrow pencil and wanted to give herself a few strokes.

"Well, that's true."

Liang nodded, but did not show his agreement.

Although she calls herself a weirdo and likes to be unique, she is forced to change herself in order to fit in with the environment and become as alternative as rock musicians, which she thinks is also a kind of going with the flow.

Ye Mu sighed, put down the form, grabbed Xi Duo who had already picked up the eyebrow pencil and was about to start drawing in the mirror, and reminded everyone:

"You guys should also take a look at this form. In addition to the song title, there are some other things you need to fill in."

Everyone's attention was successfully diverted. Liang picked up the form and several little heads gathered around it.

The number of songs, the style of the band, the approximate time required for the MC and the lighting requirements, the long list of contents made everyone confused, but along with it, there was also a sense of excitement.

I feel that this live is really formal!

"Hongxia, why doesn't Fanxing have this kind of thing?"

Little Pochi asked.

Of course it’s because the stars are too small!

Before the band was formed, Fanxing only had three employees, including Hongxia who came to help after school.

"Maybe... it's because my sister doesn't like these formal things?"

Hong Xia scratched her head and answered uncertainly.

Chapter 223: The weirdos are unexpectedly kind

The music and MC timing were easy to arrange, but the group had a hard time with the band style and lighting requirements.

"What's the band style? Punk? Slow rock? Blues?"

Kita took a pen and asked several seniors questions, a series of keywords that she searched on the browser.

Liang and Ye Mu looked at each other, and the latter hesitated before speaking.

"Just fill in pop rock. Actually, our band's rock style doesn't have a particularly obvious preference."

"Ooh!"

Kita's eyes turned into stars, with a look that said, "I don't know what this is, but it feels really awesome."

But how do you fill in the lighting requirements?

Now even Liang was silent. After all, her previous bands had all performed in small exhibition halls and she had no experience in this area.

“Ask the people around you.”

She suggested quietly.

"That's right, end the band Foreign Minister, Kita-chan, it's time to make a difference!"

Hongxia nodded vigorously and patted Kita's shoulder.

Foreign Secretary?

Kita In gritted his teeth and hallucinated for a week.

Among a bunch of "weirdos", the End Band, a combination of young and beautiful girls and boys, was obviously quite eye-catching, and many strange aunts cast their eyes on them.

"Well... let's give this task to Ye Jun! With so many women present, Ye Jun will definitely get a very enthusiastic response!"

Ms. Guiqulaixi wiped the sweat from her forehead and pushed the task to Ye Mu.

"Ok."

Ye Mu stood up, pushed little Bochi into Hong Xia's arms and asked her to take care of him, while he took the form and began to search for the target.

By the way, why haven’t those bands of the same age arrived yet?

In this case, I can only ask those weird aunts.

He gritted his teeth and found a band that looked the least alternative and walked up to them, giving them an awkward yet polite smile.