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

Finally, I can be treated roughly by my senior.

This was what little Boqi thought of at last before Ye Mu threw him onto the mattress.

Chapter 264: The only thing that is hard is the mouth

On the day of the live, after the band finished their performance, they changed into black sweatshirts embroidered with the logo made by Hongxia, packed up their equipment, and set off from Fanxing to the Ikebukuro livehouse.

What no one expected was that the arrogant store manager actually watched them silently pick up their equipment, then followed them out of Fanxing and hung up a "Temporarily Closed" sign.

Facing everyone's surprised or surprised looks, Xingge gritted her teeth and explained:

"What are you looking at? Without me to support you, what will you do if you get bullied by the unscrupulous owner of the livehouse?"

Sure enough, the only thing that was tough on Sister Xingge’s body was her mouth.

"Fanxing is being taken care of by PA-san, let's go quickly!"

She urged.

Neon Ikebukuro, a lively and prosperous downtown area, is home to all kinds of strange gathering places. Even after the band finished their performance and they were fully armed and carrying their instruments, they didn't look out of place in the crowd.

During this time, there were quite a few people, both men and women, who came up to talk to me and asked for my line.

If you ask about the band's schedule or live information, Hongxia and Kita will respond enthusiastically.

If someone asks for social media accounts right away, men will hand it over to Ye Mu, while women will be scared away by Xing Ge with his world-weary face and an unhappy look.

After passing through the bustling crowd, the group finally arrived at the Ikebukuro livehouse.

Unlike Fanxing, which is built on the underground floor, this livehouse is located on the ground floor. The industrial-style brick facade outside is covered with a variety of posters, ranging from underground idols to death heavy metal bands.

Pushing the door open, a group of people walked in one after another.

The appearance of the ending band was naturally quite eye-catching. Before little Bochi, who was walking at the end, entered the door, a golden-haired man in extravagant clothes came to greet him.

"Hello everyone, this is the end of the band, I am Liu, the manager of this livehouse..."

But before he could finish his prepared words, Xingge came forward and pushed him hard:

"So it's you. No wonder you can do such a thing as randomly sending out performance invitations. Hurry up and apologize to my resident band!"

As managers of several livehouses in Tokyo, Xingge and this unreliable colleague obviously knew each other.

I had heard of Xingge a long time ago. It was this guy's existence that fully exposed the unreliability, casualness and exaggeration of rock people, which led to the bad reputation of the entire Tokyo livehouse.

It has to be said that Xingge, with his full aura on, showed a ferocity and stubbornness that he had never shown before when it came to ending a band. But perhaps this is just the nature of the owner of a rock exhibition hall?

After some "friendly" negotiations, Manager Liu apologized to the five members of the band for ending the show, and then asked the clerk to put backstage passes on the five people's gig bags and send them into the preparation room for warm-up rehearsal.

"Hmph, you have some sense."

Xingge crossed his arms over his chest, snorted angrily, and then followed the band to the door of the rehearsal room.

"Um, there's a band behind the guests' side... Sorry, please come in!"

The employee was obviously just a female college student who came to work. She almost cried when Xingge glared at her. She hurriedly opened the door and let Xingge in.

Inside the rehearsal room, a few girls who had just finished performing in the band put down their gig bags and were talking and laughing while pointing at the two backstage passes on each other's gig bags.

"One is in Shinjuku Folt, and the other is in Ikebukuro Livehouse. With this arrangement, our band is quite professional."

Kita-chan squatted beside the guitar case, stroking the pass that she had covered with transparent tape for protection, and said with some complacency.

However, her posture was not very elegant. After all, from Xingge's angle, she could clearly see the black safety pants under Xiduo's skirt and the white thighs squeezed together.

Where is Ye Mu?

Xingge looked around and her eyes fixed on Ye Mu, who was facing the same direction as her and staring at Xiduo in a daze.

She walked forward and stepped hard on Ye Mu's foot until he frowned in pain, then she let go.

"Hey...it hurts."

For some reason, Xing Ge suddenly felt happy when she heard Ye Mu's silent mumbling, but in order to maintain her dignity, she held back her laughter.

"Why don't you make one for Fanxing..."

I don't know who asked this question.

Xingge coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention to her.

"The stars will be available soon, and are being made now..."

“Ohhhhh~!”

Xingge was very pleased with the cheers and applause. She paused for a moment before continuing.

"But that's something that will happen after this performance. Since you're here, you have to put in your best effort to perform. It's been very hard for the fans to follow you, so don't let them down!"

"Oh oh oh!"

As a former band musician, without that world-weary face to disguise herself, she still wants to be passionate.

The girls were getting excited. While nervously tuning the pianos and assembling effect modules, they began to discuss how to warm up the audience.

"Money talks. If you have money, you can have all the fans in Japan. So I suggest that when we go on stage, Kita, who is standing at the front, throws money to the audience."

Liang covered his mouth, and his deep yellow eyes were almost turning into the shape of gold coins.

This is a violent statement.

So this warm-up method was eliminated without any suspense.

"Don't let your imagination run wild, are you willing to throw everyone's money down?"

When Liang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded in confirmation.

Not to mention spending her own money, she would not even be willing to spend Ye Mu and Xiao Boqi's, because Xiao Boqi's future will always be Ye Mu's, and Ye Mu's future will always be hers.

Kita-chan's suggestion that everyone dance out of the stage was also rejected.

The reason is what Hong Xia said - "I have a friend who goes to Sakura High School. During the school festival at her school, a bassist tripped over the wires after the performance and his panties were exposed in front of the audience! It is said that someone even took a photo."

That's true. After all, with a bunch of wires thrown on the stage, it would be great if you couldn't walk without falling, let alone dance.

Love song duet?

Playing the piano with your teeth?

Smashing the piano in public?

Stage diving?

"So, let's just stick to the usual routine. After Kita-chan introduces everyone, everyone will follow along with a short solo to show off their instrumental skills."

Ye Mu finally suggested.

This sounded much more reliable than what the previous two said, and Xingge nodded in certainty.

puff~

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Liang suddenly slide to his knees, with his long legs wrapped in black over-the-knee socks touching the floor.

She took out a handkerchief at some point and half covered her pretty face, which was about to cry.

"Please, please give the bassist this solo opportunity~~!"

Chapter 265: Ye Mu’s Special Message

After a brief warm-up, the rehearsal officially began, and the ending band came down from the backstage to the audience, ready to take a good look at what the band performing on the same stage was like.

Unexpectedly, the first band in the mall surprised everyone - a group of people wearing masks and dressed like primitive people came on stage, and from what we heard their warm-up speeches, they turned out to be a death heavy metal band.

Without commenting on the technique, it can be said that this band's style is unrelated to that of the End Band, but it can also be said to be very different.

While everyone was whispering, the primitive death heavy metal band had completed its rehearsal. After that, an idol group consisting of two sweet-looking young women wearing pink dresses and wings on their backs came out.

They seem to have a style much closer to that of the band The End, right?

Everyone thought so secretly.

Who would have known that their way of warming up the audience was to use strange puns combined with exaggerated idol-fan interactions.

Obviously, judging by the performance of these two bands, the degree of overlap in fans of the three live bands should be very low, so there is a high possibility that the live performance will be a dull occasion when they are performing on stage.

Now, the girls were a little panicked. They subconsciously wanted to find Manager Liu and ask him what was going on.

"No need to look for him."

Xingge pointed at Manager Liu who was sleeping soundly on the bar counter.

"This guy is not reliable at all. It's useless to look for him. Instead of wasting time, you might as well go backstage to pack up your instruments and think about being an MC."

Slipping backstage, the girls were obviously a little annoyed, and they didn't know how to attract fans of these two bands.

Who knows if a cool solo will actually work.

Little Pochi looked at everyone in silence, wondering what he was thinking about. He clenched his fists to cheer himself up as if he had made a great decision.

“So annoying~”

Liang stood up suddenly.

Everyone's eyes were on her.

She walked straight towards Ye Mu until her left leg wrapped in black pantyhose was across Ye Mu's legs and she stopped.

Stare~

Liang slowly bent down and moved closer to Ye Mu's face.

"What?"

"Kissing is used to relieve stress."

what?

Everyone's eyes widened, and before they could exclaim, Liang's face overlapped with Ye Mu's face, and the blue medium-short hair was slightly tilted, covering the expressions of both people.

This kiss was quite strong. Liang held Ye Mu's face in his hands, just like a domineering CEO in a female movie.

The aggressiveness was also at its maximum. Almost at the moment when their lips touched, Liang did not limit himself to a light kiss between lips and teeth, but explored inwards.

The other three girls stared blankly at the two people whose breathing was becoming more and more rapid, until Liang took the initiative to let go of Ye Mu.

"Hmm, it feels pretty good," Liang licked his lips, then wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, then turned his head to look at the other three girls, "Do you want to try it too?"

Want to give it a try too?

What a perverted play, isn't it equivalent to everyone kissing indirectly?

No one would really agree...

"I me me!"

Little Boqi suddenly felt a surge of courage, and ran to Ye Mu with his hands raised, but then felt a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, senior, I want to try it too."

Her eyes looked around, as if she was eager to try, but did not dare to.

Seeing this, Ye Mu took Xiao Boqi's hand, pulled her into his arms, held her soft little face, and kissed her.

With someone taking the lead, Hongxia and Kita-chan also seemed eager to try, and after confirming that there were only five of them in the entire rehearsal room, they couldn't stand the loneliness and went forward one after another to kiss.

Why does it feel like a public toilet with a long queue?

Ye Mu thought secretly in his heart.

However, although the scene is a bit confusing, the effect is absolutely top-notch.

From going on stage for rehearsal, to returning to the lounge for final preparations and waiting in the wings until the band took the stage, the four girls were full of energy.

The spotlights shone from top to bottom. Standing on the stage and looking down, the composition of the audience was quite complex. There were JK girls, many idol fans holding cheering sticks, and even some audience members who "looked very rock and roll". It was really a mixed bag.

"Hello everyone, we are the Ending Band, a pop rock band active in the Shimokitazawa area... Many of the audience are meeting us for the first time and don't know much about our band, so please allow me to introduce the members of our band--"

"First up is the bass player, Ryo!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the expressionless blue-haired girl played a cool bass solo.

The nimble fingers danced on the strings, sometimes striking, sometimes clapping. It was the first time for many audience members to know that this instrument that only makes a "bang bang" sound can actually sound so beautiful.

After the solo, Xie Liang was so moved that tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. He took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped his eyes while crying: