Don't be afraid, I've truly come to bring you happiness.

Language is inadequate.

Desperate!

In Boqi's eyes, a flame of survival ignited.

If they get arrested here as the leader of the shoe cult, then this weekend's variety show is completely ruined.

The band members who had finished their performance... Nijika, Kita, Ryo... they were still waiting for him!

Thinking of the expectant faces of his companions, Pochi finally stopped hesitating.

Goto Ichiri is the kind of woman who can fill up every seat at the Budokan!

With his guitar slung over his shoulder, before the patrol officer could pull out his handcuffs...

Let's start with a wild solo performance!

Let me show you the spirit of the guitarist from the End of the Band.

It was still a series of meaningless repetitions, followed by a windmill, and then teeth playing guitar!

After the opening act, Pochi's lips curled into a wild, "guitar hero" smile.

She gripped the neck of the violin with one hand, pointed to the sky with the other, and shouted loudly:

"Kudomodaji! Shout my name loudly!!!"

"Pochi!"

"Pochi!"

"Pochi!"

"That's right, feel honored, I'm Pochi, the guitarist from the End Band!"

"Today, I'm going to give you a performance that will get the Tokyo Tower hyped up!!!"

Upon hearing this declaration, the patrol officers finally put down their handcuffs for the time being.

"So it's a street performance by a girl band?"

"The End Band? I heard that name on the radio before. I didn't know they were such a wild band."

The patrol officer was still questioning why Pochi was trying to avoid using the sewing machine.

They're already operating at full power.

She not only played the instrument, but she even sang!

Using her previously unfinished song, she improvised with her soul to complete it at this moment!

"The Little Ocean"!

Ah, is another day coming to an end?

Whatever it is

Can you change me?

The lyrics are delicate and girlish, but the instrumentalist playing them is as wild as a magnetic field madman!

The atmosphere at the scene gradually reached its peak.

Just then, Lin Yuanshan pointed to the Tokyo Tower behind Boqi in the crowd.

"Look! Tokyo Tower is going live!"

Following the direction of his finger,

Tokyo Tower actually slowly lit up!

Actually, it was just that the tower's decorative lights turned on at the scheduled time.

However, the die-hard fans don't care about any of that.

"Pass it on! The Pochi Demon's performance has made Tokyo Tower raise its flag!!!"

"What a magnificent sight this is!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

"Bomen!"

Then, the song ended.

Sweating profusely, Boqi relaxed his aching jaw muscles and prepared to bow for the curtain call.

"Crash---"

A sudden downpour began, soaking Tokyo Tower and everyone standing beneath it.

Generally speaking, such sudden severe weather can significantly diminish the effectiveness of a roadshow.

However, the reaction from the band's fans, and from passersby who had been drawn in by Pochi's performance, was...

"Look! The performance by Pochi the Devil is giving Tokyo Tower an absolute blast!!!"

"Oh my god! Tokyo Tower is amazing!!!"

"As expected of the God of Pochi!"

"Bomen! Encore! Encore!"

"Bomen! Encore!"

"Bomen! Encore!"

Pochi looked up; rain mixed with sweat slid down her pink hair.

Looking at those faces below the stage, still burning with fervor despite the rain,

She smiled helplessly, and amidst the deafening calls for an encore, she once again unleashed her fury.

And what about the patrol officers at this moment?

They were mingling among the fans, wildly tossing their hair to the rhythm.

Chapter 83 No way!

Live broadcast of the program "PRODUCETEAM JAPAN".

Four wide-backed executive chairs slowly rotated to face millions of viewers as the dry ice sprayed out.

"Yeah!"

"Kongbawa meowm meowm, this is Meow Dream!"

Yutenji Wakanae energetically made a heart shape with her hands for the camera.

"It's an honor to meet everyone at PRODUCETEAM JAPAN!"

"Dear fans of MeowDream and everyone on AveMujica, did you see this on TV?!"

Before she could finish her sales pitch, which was barely audible, three pairs of eyes had already swept over her from the seats next to her.

Stare~

Stare~

Stare~

"We don't need a TV to see you, Ms. Yutenji. We can see you right now."

Xiangzi's eerie voice rang out, startling Teacher Da Miao so much that she almost jumped off her chair.

Meanwhile, at the back of the stage, the main control console.

Program Director:

"Quickly, record Miss Meow Dream's scene, a close-up!"

After saying that, he looked at Lin Yuanshan, who was sitting at the back of the control panel, with some admiration.

This executive supervisor, parachuted in from headquarters, managed to get the TV station director to obey him yesterday with just an encrypted document.

The power struggles within the TV station were so intense that laymen were directing professionals, and he thought the program was doomed.

Unexpectedly, this Lin Yuanshan really has some skills.

"Coach Hayashi, you're a genius! By having the other members of Mujica make a surprise appearance and creating this suspenseful effect of team bullying, the ratings are already starting to rise!"

Lin Yuanshan, holding a cup of coffee, waved his hand and said:

"You're too kind, this is just an appetizer."

In order to legitimately insert people into variety shows, Lin Yuanshan created a fake identity for himself.

By the way, he has already taken care of the head of Fuji Television through various means, and he is now basking in the warm tropical sunshine.

However, even though he had foreseen everything, a small, unexpected problem still arose when the band ended.

On stage, Miaomeng looked bewildered and lost.

"You...how did you all get here?"

The notification she received clearly stated that she was the only representative to participate.

How did I find myself surrounded by three living evil spirits when I turned around?

Chu Hua gave a forced smile:

"Shouldn't we be asking you that question?"

Mortis plays with his fingernails:

"You're not planning to abandon us and run away by yourself, are you?"

"Anyway, let's get started now!"

In an attempt to save herself, Miaomeng interrupted,

"Let's welcome the first band!"

The host, who had just stepped onto the stage, held the microphone to his mouth, looking completely bewildered.

Why did the judges criticize my lyrics?

Never mind, professional ethics!

No matter how outrageous the situation, he can continue without changing his expression!

"Alright! Now let's welcome the first band!"

The format of "PRODUCETEAM JAPAN" is to first play the band's music video, followed by the host introducing the band.

Then the band came on stage to perform, and the judges gave a vote of "pass" or "fail".

If the band can get three votes, they can advance smoothly.

Because these kinds of variety shows almost always have a pre-determined script, the judges are already aware of the strengths of each band.

Therefore, barring any stage mishaps, the list of those who advance has essentially been decided in advance.

The judges' tears and the band members' heartfelt expressions were all staged for the sake of the show.

So after the "Big Meow's surprise" at the beginning of this episode, nothing else went wrong.

The event proceeded smoothly, with no major issues except for a few judges' over-the-top acting and a slightly tense atmosphere.

Chu Hua:

"The lead singer's chest is padded; this is an unforgivable deception!"

Mortis:

"What's wrong with padding? Does a breast pad eat your rice? Lead singer, I support you, keep it up!"

It was this kind of strange argument that actually made the scene more entertaining.

Until the last band, the "closing band" that will take the stage, comes on.

The director roared into the walkie-talkie:

"Where are they? Where are the people who ended the band?"

"Director, they're still stuck on the elevated highway, saying it'll take at least another half hour!"