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

Another person shouted as well.

Are all fans so aggressive nowadays?

And what is a band spy, and who is "Lonely Sauce"?

Although Sato Aiko is a few years older than them, her height makes her look less imposing.

“I was a writer for a music magazine and was interviewing people about ending the band, and they agreed.”

"Eh? ×2"

Chapter 235 Interview

In a private corner near the bar, several people pulled up a table, and Sato Aiko sat in the middle, sipping her drink while listening to the ending band's story.

The lead singer of Sideros came to visit secretly and proposed a "fateful duel". The reason was to attract the attention of the lead singer of ScikHack?!

After the performance at Shinjuku Flot, they proposed to fight it out at the music festival?

So this is the reason why she was surrounded by fans number one and number two.

Although a little immature, Sato Aiko was actually excited for the first time in a long time. After all, this kind of thing that can only appear in comics must be quite eye-catching when it comes to reality!

"I'm sorry, we misunderstood you."

Fans number one and two surrounded Sato Aiko and apologized in unison.

What surprised her even more was that such a small high school band actually had its own loyal fans!

There is an old Chinese saying, which goes... Although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs. This probably refers to this situation.

"It doesn't matter,"

Sato Aiko waved her hand nonchalantly. As a magazine writer, having a strong heart is also a basic requirement.

"Can I ask you about the origin of your band's name? What does the word 'end' mean? And who composed the music and wrote the lyrics for 'If I Could Become a Constellation'? Please tell me your motivation for creating it!"

"no problem."

Nijika, Kita, and Ryo looked at each other and decided on the order in which they would answer their respective questions.

"Great!"

Sato Aiko straightened her expression, took out a recorder that she hadn't used for a long time from her bag, and turned on the recording button with a "click".

She was prepared to have a proper interview. As a reporter who had always relied on gimmicks and clickbait headlines to attract readers, she once had the ideal of "discovering niche bands."

Well, so formal!

Several girls opened their eyes wide, looking a little panicked.

"Ahem, the Ending Band, actually the full name is the Ending Band, which means the meaning of a bond..."

Hongxia cleared her throat and began to answer. Although she stumbled a little, Sato Aiko was quite satisfied with her answer because she knew the team name in enough details.

Next came the motivation for writing the lyrics and music for "If I Could Become a Constellation". When she heard that all the music for the songs was composed by Liang alone, she was obviously surprised.

I didn't expect that the girl with short blue hair in front of me is so talented!

Then there was the songwriting for “Never Forget”…

Everything went well together, but by the last song, "Guitar, Loneliness and Blue Planet", the lyricist's answer was obviously stuck.

The pink-haired guitarist lowered his head, not daring to look her in the eye. Only from her intermittent twitching lips could one tell that she seemed to be speaking, but the sound was so soft that even the recorder couldn't pick it up.

A child with social phobia is actually a guitarist in a rock band? And he is so good at it!

Although the motivation for the interview was to watch the stage diving video, in just a dozen seconds of video, apart from the scene of the pink-haired girl jumping down and being pulled back, no further information was revealed.

No wonder she didn't even know that "Pochi-chan" was Goto Ichiri's nickname.

Seeing this, Sato Aiko became interested in her. After all, the words "rock" and "socially anxious patient" are difficult to put together, but they happen to appear in her.

"Lonely-chan? Can I call you that? When did you first start playing the electric guitar?"

"About the first day of the new year."

The boy standing next to her whispered something to her, and then she seemed to be encouraged and her voice became noticeably louder.

"So you've only been practicing for about four years... Then how long do you practice every day?"

"About six hours."

"Wow!"

Sato Aiko clapped her hands, feeling more and more that she had found a treasure.

This band is worth reporting on both in terms of the quality of its music and the personalities of its members.

As the questions got deeper, "Lonely Sauce" obviously got used to the interview and became bolder. Even when she encountered difficult questions such as "the purpose of learning electric guitar is to admit desire", the boy next to her would answer for her.

The one-hour long interview finally ended. When the recorder was turned off with a "click" again, Sato Aiko breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Who is the captain? Please leave your contact information. I will show it to you after the manuscript is finished."

Hong Xia was so surprised that she couldn't express it in words. For a not-so-famous high school band, a single report in a music magazine was quite tempting.

Moreover, the online voting channel for the music festival will be opened soon. In order to be shortlisted for the final review, they also need to find ways to attract more fans.

"Thanks for your hard work, the live performance was pretty good, keep it up!"

After a few more simple words, Sato Aiko left in a hurry again.

I have to say, it feels really good to be recognized, especially by a relatively well-known music writer.

As the band finished looking at her receding back, they had already begun to imagine a beautiful future in their minds.

"Cough cough!"

A cough brought everyone back to reality. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw Xingge walking over from the counter and standing behind everyone.

"Although you have done a good job, you cannot slack off. Do you understand?"

Her stern tone, coupled with her world-weary expression, quickly extinguished the girls' excitement.

"Yes~×4"

"That reporter is gone, and now we have to get back to reality... By the way, there is still one person short of today's performance quota, who will hand in the 2,000 yen to make up for it?

Also, when you were interviewed, it was Fans 1 and 2 who took the blame for you, so your salary today will be cut in half."

The string of cold numbers instantly made the girls complain. They handed over the money while complaining about Xingge being a "capitalist" and "such a killjoy".

However, is Xingge really so profit-driven that he has no feelings at all about ending the band's interviews?

Ye Mu raised his head and saw the conversation with PA-chan still on the phone screen.

PA: Xingge is so arrogant! When you were interviewed, the expression on her face was very interesting...

Then she sent a secretly taken photo.

The store manager in the photo is seen tilting his neck as high as he can and looking not far away. His expression has become much gentler, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

If I were to use a pie chart to depict the emotions in her eyes, it would probably be: five parts relief, four parts happiness, and one part nostalgia.

Perhaps he was happy that Hongxia was able to surpass himself in college, and at the same time, he was reminded of his past and recalled what he was like when he was young.

Chapter 236: Don’t spank!

The work efficiency of professional writers is indeed quite high. Almost a week after the interview, Sato Aiko sent the written manuscript to Hongxia via Line.

"About 5,000 words. Your band should take a look at it. If there is anything that is inconsistent with the facts, please let me know immediately. If everything goes well, you should be able to see it in the magazine in early March."

It is a wonderful feeling to see your own experiences being described and become a story written by others.

Although there was nothing to revise, everyone still took out their phones and read the manuscript over and over again.

Little Bochi is the focus, and almost two-fifths of the article is devoted to her experiences.

She was so shy that she was even embarrassed to read the part where she was written. When Kita discovered this, everyone took turns reading aloud in front of her on purpose until she showed a shy expression, covered her ears and rolled around on the ground.

After the play, Hongxia asked the store manager to take a few photos of the performance and send them over according to Sato Aiko's request.

All the work to be done is done, and the next step is to wait patiently for the results to come out.

As everyone was anxiously waiting, on this day in early March, the girls who were in class received a message from Ye Mu.

"The magazine is out~"

A photo was also attached.

In black and white, a panoramic photo of the band's performance ending was placed in the most prominent position of the article.

"There is also a photo in the catalog section, but it is much smaller."

nice!

…………

Although we were happy, the effect of the magazine report was not as immediate as everyone expected.

In mid-March, after their last live show before spring break, the band once again counted the number of viewers.

"There are 16 people, there are indeed one or two more, but I don't know if it's because of the magazine..."

Hong Xia felt a little disappointed after asking Xingge about the ticket data.

Xingge calmly covered the magazine reporting the end of the band on the counter with his arm, and educated Hongxia in a meaningful tone.

“Don’t rely on help falling from the sky. Perform more. The popularity of the band is made up of your hard work and opportunities.”

Having said that, Xingge also doubts the rationality of this statement.

During college, her band also trained frantically every day and looked for performances whenever they had the chance. However, until she quit, the band remained at the stage of being slightly famous.

Xingge sighed inwardly.

As the band grew, she had less and less guidance to offer.

Hong Xia returned to the band, put down her pencil and paper and started writing and drawing.

"Let's do a street performance! Let's make a schedule. We must not waste this spring break!"

"Yes, and we also said we would go on a spring outing together."

"Do you want to go to the amusement park again?"

"Ah, I think it's good to practice in the Stars..."

When everyone started talking and making suggestions, Ye Mu did not participate. He felt a little headache.

Because he also has things to do during this spring break.

…………

The sight came to Ye Mu's home, where Jialu was helping Gabriel pack clothes and luggage.

"Skirts, shorts, and scarves, these clothes for different seasons should be folded separately...Gabriel, stop playing with your phone. After you return to heaven, you won't be able to play with these electronic products!"

After a period of coaxing and persuading, Jiael gradually changed from completely forbidding Gabriel to play with electronic products to turning a blind eye when kissing Ye Mu.

Things have developed to the point where Gabriel is actually playing in front of her without restraint!

It's really like a tiger in decline is bullied by a dog, but who can blame me for being a latecomer and wanting to share the same husband with my sister?

Although Jialu could control Gabriel with one hand, after she had a relationship with Ye Mu, she felt embarrassed to do anything to her own Yimoduo.

"It's just... because I can't play... I have to work hard and enjoy myself now."

Gabriel answered incoherently, her attention still completely on the game.

Every spring break is the time when angels and demons need to return to the heaven or the devil world, go home to visit their families, or report to school.

Oops, my fist is hard.

Gael had long been unhappy with Gabriel's fearless attitude.

Ye Jun still has to play the role of a gentle wife at home, but no one will speak for you now, Gabriel!

She thought so with a gloomy face.

"Gabriel!"

Jialu threw away the clothes in her hands, took off the apron around her body, and spoke word by word.