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

The scene shifts to Pochi's school.

In the corridors, classrooms, and on the playground, students were shouting "Bomen" everywhere.

Then switch to street interviews.

Passerby A: "Bomen Bomen Bo?"

Passerby B: "Menbomen!"

The host broke out in a cold sweat.

Is this what you call being shy?

This must be meme contamination by evil spirits!

She could already foresee that after today's program aired, her team of reporters would lose several more members.

Even Hongxia, who was sitting next to her, couldn't hold back anymore.

Has the Pochi virus spread to this extent?

The host chuckled dryly and said:

"It seems that Ms. Goto is indeed very different in real life and on stage."

On stage, he's a demon; in real life, he's an even more terrifying evil!

"but!"

The host forcibly raised his voice.

"Even though her personality is a bit...unique, Ms. Goto is a genius lyricist! The band's manager specially provided us with her lyric notebook from junior high school, let's take a look!"

She opened her black notebook and pointed it at the camera:

I bought the materials for the scarecrow.

[Take action tonight at 3:45 AM]

Five-inch nails, white clothes, scarecrow

[Prepare a hammer, and we're ready.]

[You think you can get rid of this problem in seven days? No way!]

[Curse one person every day, and no one will escape]

Tremble with fear, la la la la la.

The host was embarrassed again.

What is this thing?!

The Buddhist prayer beads, cross, amulet, and holy water I specially wore today are almost unable to suppress their power!

Because of the overwhelmingly ominous aura emanating from Pochi, the host simply stopped trying to bring up her.

"Ahem! Ms. Ijichi, who is the drummer, is the band's leader, right? I remember that your family owns a livehouse."

"That's right,"

Hongxia nodded energetically.

"Thanks to my sister's efforts, the scale of the starry sky has more than doubled compared to before."

"Many viewers are probably curious about how a livehouse operates on a daily basis. Let's watch a short video together."

The camera cuts to Star Livehouse.

Outside the door, a muffled "chop, chop, chop" sound could be faintly heard from the microphone, as if some large livestock was being processed.

The person in charge pushed open the door, and the sound disappeared.

Behind the bar, Xingge had been waiting for a long time.

Facing the camera, the reporter conducted a formal interview with her.

Compared to the previous Pochi, the art style here is much more normal.

The person who had actually done it breathed a sigh of relief.

After chatting for a while, Xingge was asked about her business tips.

"When it comes to the secrets to running a business, the only secret should be sincerity."

"Our sincerity towards our customers is the only thing that allows us to continue to expand."

Before she could finish speaking, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard suddenly rushed into the frame and knelt down with a thud.

"Boss Xingge! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I'll accept all your demands, please, please spare my daughter!"

Xingge's face revealed a compassionate expression, like that of a Bodhisattva.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why go through all this trouble?"

The middle-aged man crawled away, profusely expressing his gratitude.

The person who actually did it felt their calves cramping.

It's obvious she misunderstood.

This place... is the same place those seniors who are currently undergoing psychiatric treatment went to before.

It's the same as before!

The camera shifts, and the lighting in the scene suddenly dims.

This footage appears to have been filmed secretly, as the camera is shaky.

An unidentified girl with green hair was tied to a chair with her hands behind her back, and her mouth was stuffed full of cucumber.

Star Song:

"You swore a solemn oath before Lord Guan to follow me, and now you're saying you're not following me anymore?"

Mortis:

"Waaaaah---"

An unfamiliar blonde woman's voice came from off-camera.

"Wait, someone's taking pictures of us!"

The video shook violently before being cut off.

Silence fell over the studio.

"Look...it seems that working at a livehouse is very hard work!"

The host used all his strength to squeeze out this sentence.

"Yes, yes!"

Hongxia awkwardly agreed.

The scene was so bizarre that the production team quickly inserted a commercial break in the middle.

GoGoPowerRangers!

"The power of the guitar!"

"Bass Power!"

"The power of the drum kit!"

"Stun Gun Power!"

"Combined, Super Athlete's Foot Robot!"

Seriously, does your athlete's foot spray really need advertising?

Also, did something strange get mixed in during the fusion just now?

The host was internally ranting and raving.

However, his expression didn't change at all.

Before we arrived, the supervisor specifically instructed us that if we dared to show any disrespect to the band on stage, we might have to spend the rest of our lives in concrete blocks in Tokyo Bay.

Thinking of this, the host forced a smile and said:

"Ahem, after the commercial break, let's... move on to the fun games."

Chapter 91 We need a keyboardist!

a week ago.

Private message from Ruomai of Youtianji Temple.

[Anonymous]: Teacher Miaomeng, I am your fan of ten years.

[MeowDream]: Thank you for your support, Meow~

[Anonymous]: Since you have such supportive fans, it's only natural to help them out with small favors, right?

【Meow Dreamer】: Meow meow meow?

That familiar, bizarre flavor

[Anonymous]: To be honest, I have a band that has recently hit a plateau in popularity, so I arranged for them to appear on a very popular variety show.

[Anonymous]: But I always feel that the variety show's program effect is not exciting enough. Do you have any good ways to increase the variety show's effect and thus boost its popularity?

Upon seeing this, Teacher DaMiao, who was sitting in front of the keyboard, slammed the mouse down.

"How would I know that!"

Now, a week later...

Having "learned the true essence" from Teacher Da Miao, Lin Yuanshan has thoroughly grasped the true nature of variety shows.

The audience is bloodthirsty.

If the show isn't exciting enough, they'll be drawn to the gore elsewhere.

"Therefore, the interactive games like name tag ripping and twist games in ordinary variety shows are really too low in purity."

"To improve the show's entertainment value, the game segments here need to be changed."

The bound supervisor writhed and wailed.

"No, please don't! If we use those things, this show will be ruined!"

Lin Yuanshan ignored this unreasonable request.

He directed his staff to bring out many novel game props: for example, anyone who lied would be mercilessly punished.

The first prop hasn't even appeared yet.

TV Tokyo's censorship efforts finally kicked in, and the episode of "Shining Band" was urgently replaced with the children's program "Fight, Red Superman".

Everyone on the show, including the band members on stage, breathed a long sigh of relief upon seeing this.

We're saved!

The program supervisor was so happy he fainted.

In the nanny car.

"You're awake, Goto-kun?"

Pochi, who had just regained consciousness from unconsciousness, looked at his companions around him with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong? Why do you all look like you've survived a disaster?"

From the driver's seat, Lin Yuanshan's voice carried a hint of regret.

"It must be because I couldn't use any of my game gadgets, right?"

"If we had used those substandard products, we would have been completely finished today!"

Hongxia's complaints were filled with lingering fear.

Lin Yuanshan shook his head.

"Those things of mine are imported from the federal government, and they have proper certificates of conformity!"

Poch was stunned.