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

"Isn't that normal?"

Yamada Ryo seemed surprised by their performance. She tilted her head and her short blue hair covered her mouth:

"When you stand in Xia Bei Ze with your bass on your back, all the girls will be attracted by your handsomeness and flock to you. This is rock and roll."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ijichi Kouka made a "STOP" gesture with her hand. She was afraid that if she didn't interrupt, Yamada Ryo would scare away the two newcomers who had been brought here with great difficulty.

"I forgot to tell you whether I told you that Liang is such a weird person. If you say she is a weird person, she will even be happy. So don't listen to her!"

Yamada Ryo showed a smug smile of a child who had successfully played a prank, and his teardrop mole trembled, worthy of being called Xie Ryo.

The next topic is... music!

"What style of music do you like? I prefer Japanese punk, which has a strong rhythm."

Ijichi Hinikaka's answer fits the stereotype of drummers very well.

It was Ye Mu's turn. He thought for a moment and said:

"I prefer slow rock like the RADWIMPS. How come... you haven't heard of it?"

A few people except him nodded.

That shouldn’t be the case. RADWIMPS is definitely a very famous band in Japan.

"It's just this song... the wind that blows between us... brings with it a loneliness that comes from nowhere... do you really have no impression of it?"

Ye Mu also sang softly, trying to evoke the memories of several people.

"It's a nice voice." Ijichi Hongxia gave a thumbs up, "But I really don't have any impression of it."

Yamada Ryoya raised his eyebrows slightly and fiddled with his blue hair:

"Actually, that was the name of the band you were in before. Tsk, it doesn't matter. Being in a band requires confidence. What's more, it does sound pretty good."

Xieliang, you think too highly of me. And judging from your expression, it’s obvious that you think more than just “it’s okay”.

Ye Mu didn't give up and checked again on his mobile phone, but gave up when he found that he couldn't find it.

Is he going to become a plagiarist?

just forget it.

Although I am somewhat tempted, there is no need to do so. I don't have the ability to compose music or write lyrics. Even if I become famous by plagiarizing, I am not worthy of the position.

It's just that... as a fan, I still want to recommend my favorite songs to others. It's a pity that there is no leading slow rock in Japanese music in this world.

Just once, not for commercial use, just treat it as a cover...

Ye Mu gritted his teeth and found the music score of "No Big Deal" in the system.

Although Ye Mu could learn the music scores by ear when performing with a one-man band, it was still a waste of time to write them down from memory.

not to mention……

"System, can I change the target of the pad?"

"Yes, but only for items that require fewer draws than the original number."

That couldn't be better!

"No Big Deal? The song you just sang?"

They saw Ye Mu rummaging in the compartment of the guitar case and took out four scores.

After everyone was assigned the corresponding music score, Ye Mu began to answer.

"Yes, this is the music for the song I just sang. I suggest you use this song for tomorrow's performance. The rhythm is not difficult."

Goto Ichiri hardly looked at the score, and kept stealing glances at Ye Mu out of the corner of his eye.

She was the first to raise her hand, but was afraid it would be too abrupt, so she hesitated, not knowing whether to raise it or put it down. Finally, she made up her mind and whispered:

"I'm fine."

Chapter 11 Sending Little Pochi Home

"I don't have a problem with that either. After all—" Ijichi Hongxia also put down the music sheet, "The drummer's part is really simple."

"Me too, but I'm good enough at playing the bass."

Yamada Ryo tapped the rhythm lightly with his finger joints, but he didn't seem modest at all.

"Then let's start training!"

…………

A few hours passed quickly and the sky in Shimokitazawa became completely dark.

However, the effect sounds hard to describe.

What surprised Ye Mu was that among the few people, Xiao Boqi, who should have the best skills, made frequent mistakes.

Almost every time when it comes to the lead guitar solo, there will be a few wrong notes.

Little Pochi seems to be distractedly looking at me?

This idea is a bit narcissistic, and Ye Mu is not sure.

Sighing, Ye Mu put away his guitar pick and asked the girls:

"Why don't we stop here today? It's getting late."

Everyone nodded silently.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry to everyone..."

Goto Ichiri lowered her head so that others could not see her eyes at all. It was because I kept looking at my senior that my progress was very slow.

"Oh, it's okay, Pochi-chan, you see, I got this simple drum beat wrong several times..."

Ijichi Kouka and Yamada Ryo comforted little Pochi.

It turned out to be because of me!

Ye Mu recalled his abrupt confession, probably because of this, which caused trouble for little Bochi.

He scratched his hair in annoyance. It turned out that such a powerful golden finger could only appear in novels. If he confessed his feelings to others every day in real life, it would make others uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it.

At the door, several people said goodbye.

The lonely little Bochi carried a guitar and had a hunched back. His solitary figure seemed out of place with the bustling streets around him.

Next, she had to take a two-hour tram ride under tremendous psychological pressure to get home for dinner.

Since you have done something wrong, you should take the initiative to apologize.

Ye Mu felt very upset after seeing this. He made up his mind and called out to Xiao Boqi:

"Pochi, can I give you a ride?"

“Eh? (Ah?)”

Ichichi Hongxia, who came to see the three people off, was standing outside the Starry Stairs and also heard Ye Mu's words.

"Is it too much trouble, Senior?"

Little Pochi blushed, but the joy in her eyes didn't seem like she was unwilling.

This look of wanting to get something yet being so cautious made Ye Mu feel even more distressed.

He couldn't help but touch Pochi's pink ball and said:

"It's no trouble, really not at all."

"…I just happened to have something to do outside the county."

This clumsy lie naturally didn't even fool little Pochi.

"Then, let's go."

Ye Mu turned his head and no longer looked at Ichichi Hongxia who was looking at him with a teasing and ambiguous look.

At the last moment of turning around, Ye Mu vaguely saw that Yidi Zhi Hongxia seemed to say to him with her mouth:

Damn it!

What's so good about this...

Speaking of the latter part, Ye Mu himself felt a little lacking in confidence.

Any man with normal sexual orientation would be attracted to such a beautiful girl.

On the way to the station, both of them were silent.

Ye Mu sang for the entire afternoon and felt dry in the mouth, while little Boqi still had a red face and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

As they got closer to the auto show, there were more and more people around, and the two of them got closer and closer until they were walking side by side.

"Hate it, why are you like this~"

The sound of laughter passed by, and little Pochi looked up. It was a couple who looked very close.

Then she suddenly thought of something, her face became even redder, she glanced at Ye Mu and quickly lowered her head.

My senior and I are like a couple.

At this moment, Xiao Boqi suddenly felt someone bumped into his shoulder. He looked up and saw a man in his thirties or forties.

The man glanced back calmly and turned his head away without any apology.

Little Bochi seemed to be accustomed to being bullied. He didn't say anything and just lowered his head again.

Ye Mu frowned, a little angry. He put his arm around Xiao Boqi's shoulders, patted the place where she was hit, and deliberately said loudly:

"You are such an uneducated person. You didn't even apologize for dirtying your clothes! Come, let me pat them for you."

The voice was so loud that the people around could hear it. They looked at the man in front of them, which made him blush and quicken his pace to leave.

"Thank you, thank you, senior."

Goto Ichiri felt the warmth coming from his shoulder and whispered a thank you.

"Don't be polite to me, but... Pochi-chan, your personality is really too easy to be bullied."

Ye Mu decided that he had to have a good talk with Xiao Boqi about this matter. This time he just bumped into someone's shoulder. What about next time? What if he met someone more outrageous? What if Ye Mu was not around?

But to be honest, the Goto couple are really generous. They allow their daughter to come home late even though she is so far away from home.

"I, I don't want to either..."

Little Bochi sounded a little aggrieved. Just as she opened her mouth to explain, the feeling of the package in her hand made her suddenly stunned.

"In that case, I'm going to bully little Pochi, too."

Ye Mu held Xiao Boqi's left hand with his right hand.

Her hands were small, soft and boneless, and slightly colder than Ye Mu's.

It's hard to imagine that she can play all kinds of high-pitched chords with just her small hands.

"Your hands are so small, just as cute as Pochi himself, but they must be very flexible, otherwise how could you play complex chords?"

Ye Mu teased Xiao Boqi with words and even deliberately pinched her little hand.

Little Boqi just pulled his hand away symbolically but did not struggle to break free, and let Ye Mu hold it.

"Look, we just met not long ago, and you asked me to hold your hand, and you didn't dare to resist. What if it was someone more excessive?"

Ye Mu continued to try to stimulate Xiao Boqi with words.

Because seniors are different. It is precisely because they are seniors that I don’t resist, little Pochi secretly retorted in his heart.

Little Boqi felt an itchy feeling on the palm of his hand. It turned out that Ye Mu had pulled Little Boqi's hand in front of him, opened Little Boqi's hand to reveal his palm, and gently drew circles on it with his fingertips.

The fact that she didn't resist at all made Ye Mu lose interest. He put down Xiao Boqi's hand, thought for a moment, and then held hands with Xiao Boqi again:

"There are too many people, I'm afraid of getting lost."

"Yeah." Little Pochi finally responded.

The two of them walked hand in hand all the way to the station.

They both carried guitars and held hands, and seemed to be a couple who loved music.