Will the plagiarism girl be a substitute for the preference for women?

"The point is, do I even have time to form a band?" Xiangzi retorted.

"If the band does a great job and makes a fortune from ticket sales, Xiao Xiang won't have to worry about money anymore, right?"

"Please stop. I don't know if you're saying these unrealistic ideas because of your emotional state. Maybe your arrangement is outstanding, but a good song doesn't mean the band will become popular quickly."

Just like last time, Xiangzi reiterated that if a band wants to truly become popular, it needs to put effort into marketing, packaging, and many other aspects.

However, Chika countered, "Didn't you do the same thing with your Haruhi Kage?"

"that is because……"

Xiangzi spoke faster and faster, his body involuntarily leaning forward, but he stopped talking and pulled back.

Indeed, there's not much to explain. The performance was a great success, and Xiangzi acknowledged that he had carefully composed and arranged the music for the lantern.

Although Deng's untrained singing style was too reckless, it was okay to sing only one song, but it was easy to mess up if she sang continuously.

But that time, she really did perform exceptionally well.

but……

"This is nothing but a flash in the pan."

"Without commercialization, there will be no stable follow-up traffic."

"A packed schedule of regular performances, relentless training to meet sponsors' demands... Are they willing to do that?"

Xiangzi lowered his eyes, and his speech gradually became flat.

"Apart from Lixi having his own pursuits, everyone initially just wanted to have fun in the band."

"Now, is it worth it for everyone to strive for commercialization just because of my financial problems... to put so much pressure on everyone for my sake..."

Having said all that, China naturally had no reason to continue inviting Shoko to join the band, but that wasn't her strong desire either.

I just found chatting with Xiangzi quite interesting, especially seeing how impatient she seemed but still managed to calmly explain things to me.

China rested her chin on her clasped hands, bringing her face closer to Shoko.

"Actually, I think you should be honest with everyone about what you just said, so that they know your situation and stop being confused about what happened after you left the team..."

Before Chika could finish speaking, Shoko had already turned around, but she didn't stop talking and continued:

"This way, you and everyone else can resolve the issues in your hearts, and it's more appropriate than other explanations, isn't it?"

Xiangzi was silent for a while, then emphasized it again.

"Don't tell anyone about my affairs."

China could only nod slightly to show her understanding.

So, she still can't let go of her pride? China thought to herself.

To be honest, I only told people I trusted about my illness.

Aside from the time when Xiangzi mistakenly believed she was a spy sent by her family and was forced to reveal her location, did she also tell other people she could trust?

Su Shi once told me that Mu was Xiangzi's childhood friend, and Xiangzi must have trusted her a lot.

At that moment, a voice echoed in my mind.

It's suddenly back online! That saves me the trouble of doing my own research.

Let Xiangzi shed the shackles of aristocratic education and tell her that economic conditions are not the standard by which a person's dignity is measured.

I always thought you were rather self-centered and didn't care much about others.

I don't really like to care about other people, but Xiangzi's situation is a bit of an exception.

Do you think you can change her mind with just a few words?

Of course not. I want you to go and use your special power to copy her words, completely destroying her pride.

Wow, that sounds so cringeworthy... no, so cool! Maybe I'll think of these specific solutions when I'm having a manic episode.

No, this is something you won't need to consciously think about; it will gradually happen as long as you make good use of your strengths and develop your career.

??All right.

It seems that, at the behest of a certain voice, I've been given the task of untangling her inner conflicts.

However, helping others solve their problems is often a spontaneous act, so I wouldn't refuse.

Aside from when I'm depressed, I'm pessimistic about everything I do and don't want to do anything. I'm afraid of causing trouble for others, and as a result, the more I try to untie the knots, the tighter they become.

When I was chatting with Xiangzi just now, I was actually trying to probe her feelings and see if I could help her in any way.

Just like last time when I helped the lamp, I made her willing to face the song "Spring Shadow" again.

The more he helped, the more he got carried away. He almost had a manic episode because of the lamp's lack of cooperation and forced her to do it. Fortunately, Aine changed the subject in time.

If the medication hadn't been so strong in calming him down that it made him drowsy, and if Gang Xiangzi hadn't said he didn't want to tell anyone else, he might have had another episode...

Just then, the school bell rang, and China realized that she hadn't gone to play with Aine and Akari again, and they hadn't come to find her either. What had happened this time?

In short, teaching Aiyin spoken language and teaching Deng to sing both need to be put on the agenda.

This raises some concerns about how to allocate time for tutoring them...

Fortunately, they probably aren't the type to shout "Teach me first!" or compete to be the first to teach.

……

Before the school bell had even rung, the physics teacher walked into the classroom.

Like many other physics teachers, she usually brings some props to facilitate teaching demonstrations.

But not this time.

Because of the strong musical atmosphere of Haneoka, the teacher thought the students should bring the props she wanted.

"Students, please turn to the page on string vibration, tube vibration, and the speed at which sound travels through a string, according to the table of contents."

The sound of pages turning came from the classroom. The teacher continued.

"I know that many of you here are members of the wind band or orchestra, and some of you probably have to go to rehearsals or performances at noon or in the afternoon, right?"

"Before we officially begin the lesson, I would like to invite a student who brought an instrument to come up on stage and play it."

The students in the audience began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

Someone pointed at the classmate next to them and whispered:

"Hey, didn't you play really well last time? Go up and play."

The student being accused waved his hands repeatedly, indicating his refusal: "I was only really into it because someone was playing with me! And I haven't prepared anything yet."

Seeing this, the teacher smiled and added, "You can play together too."

However, still no one raised their hand.

Just then, the teacher noticed Chinatsu sitting in the corner.

She clasped her hands together and said encouragingly, "Then let our new classmate, China, play a piece."

"what?"

Should I post Chapter 68...? I'll play the guitar...!

When the teacher suddenly called on her, China was stunned for a moment, and a strange sense of tension welled up in her heart.

China pointed to herself and stammered.

"Me, shall I play...? But I didn't bring any instruments?"

At that moment, an enthusiastic classmate took out his guitar from the cabinet at the back of the classroom and excitedly handed it to China.

This student seems to be the one who pretended to be Xiangzi last time and then came over to ask her English questions...

"Can Chinatsu play the guitar? This is the same guitar as Mo~Ka~senpai~."

The student imitated Mocha's tone and then opened the guitar case, revealing the blue and white BH-1 guitar.

Wow, it looks so good... China thought to herself.

Although buying a guitar isn't a big deal for me financially, it's still quite nice to be able to experience someone else's stuff for free.

With this in mind, China accepted the guitar and expressed her gratitude with a smile.

But when she walked onto the stage with her guitar, China's nervousness intensified.

As a student in the audience booed, the atmosphere in the classroom gradually quieted down, and everyone waited silently for their performance.

It's quite different from the atmosphere created by the lighting and sound mixing in a karaoke bar...

There are several times more people watching you sing in the classroom than in a karaoke bar, and not all of them are people you know well.

I never imagined that as a music student in my past life, I would feel out of sorts after not performing on stage for a while. Perhaps it was because it was all too sudden and I hadn't prepared in advance.

However, if you get stage fright in the classroom, you'll probably be so nervous you'll faint when you're in front of so many people.

Go for it, China! Sing your heart out, just like you did during those mock exams in the classroom.

Before we begin, let's test the guitar.

Compared to singing, which involves directly producing sound through bodily organs, playing the guitar is relatively less nerve-wracking.

Just as China reached out to press the chord with her left hand, she felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

At the same time, looking at the well-maintained guitar, China inexplicably imagined herself accidentally breaking it.

She tried to recall images from her past life, searching for her figure when she was still practicing guitar, but was stopped by a scene.

My parents argued about me becoming an art student, and during the argument, they smashed her guitar.

After that, China rarely touched the guitar.

Now, her eyes were vacant, and her right hand, which was about to sweep across the strings, trembled in mid-air, hesitant to fall. The sound of the guitar breaking still seemed to echo in her mind.

A few hushed discussions broke out among the students who were quietly waiting for the performance, and their expectant gazes gradually turned indifferent or doubtful.

Instead of gesturing for everyone to be quiet, the teacher used a different approach to ease the awkwardness.

"Are you considering which piece to play, Chinatsu-san?"

"I……"

Nai raised her eyes from the guitar strings and looked at the classmate who had lent her the guitar; the classmate's eyes still shone with anticipation.

Then she looked at Xiangzi again, and this time she did not coldly avoid his gaze, but instead cast a firm and encouraging look at him.

A warm light gradually dispelled the haze in my heart.

"I understand."

A fighting spirit gradually ignited in Qian Nai's heart.

Now, no one will smash my guitar anymore.

If anyone dares to do that again, smash them with your guitar.

After dispelling the image that was preventing her from recalling her guitar skills, China gently plucked each string.

Noticing that one of the notes was off, China placed her left hand on the tuning pegs and asked the classmate who had borrowed the guitar, "Can I turn it?"

"Mmm!" The student quickly nodded in agreement.

Those in the audience with "tuning phobia" unconsciously covered their eyes with their hands.

Some of them felt the strings were very tight even before they reached the standard pitch, and dared not tighten them any further for fear of breaking them.

Some of them had already been broken.

China gradually tightened the string, gently adjusting it while repeatedly plucking the string until it aligned with her intuition, at which point she stopped.

Then she played all six strings in order, and this time it sounded much better, which made her smile with satisfaction.

Luckily, the strings of this guitar feel almost the same as the ones I used in my previous life.

Some of the students below also started discussing it.

"Is there any difference compared to before?"

Yes, there are subtle differences.