Green plums cannot become lovers.

All sorts of shouts mingled together, forming a fervent ocean.

-

Toyokawa Shoko clapped vigorously, her hands turning red, but she couldn't stop.

"It sounds so good...it really sounds so good..."

Yutenji Wakana also clapped enthusiastically, muttering, "It was worth it, it was worth it, these next few days will be worth it..."

Anwa Subaru and Iori Jinna were also clapping. Iori Jinna's eyes were sparkling, and she was so excited that she couldn't sit still.

"Subaru, you know him! You actually know him!"

"I already told you, but you just didn't believe me."

"I was wrong! Please take me to see him next time!"

We'll see.

-

Backstage, six people who praised music came down.

Marina couldn't resist and jumped and bounced around with Ai in her arms.

"We did it! We did it!"

Xiao Ai's eyes crinkled with laughter.

Shizuka breathed a soft sigh of relief, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

Kasumigaoka Utaha also showed a rare relaxed expression.

Eriri stood to the side, not saying a word, but the upward curve of her lips was impossible to suppress.

An and Asuka looked at them and smiled.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"The same to you!"

-

Soon, Group A's first day of performances came to an end.

The voting channel is closed, and the results are in.

On the screen, the rankings jumped up little by little.

First place: Praising music.

The audience erupted in uproar, yet felt it was perfectly natural.

Marina jumped up when she saw the result.

"Number one! We are number one!"

Xiao Ai clapped her hands with joy.

An and Asuka looked at the rankings, a slight smile playing on their lips.

Day 1 went smoothly.

-

Back at their lodgings that evening, An and Asuka received a lot of messages.

Anwa Subaru sent a string of congratulations, followed by a bunch of emojis. Izaya Nina also sent a message through Anwa Subaru's account saying, "Senior is amazing."

Shoko Toyokawa's message was very simple, just a sentence: "Thank you for your hard work, senior. Your performance was superb."

An and Asuka read through each message and replied to everyone.

The last message was from Ichiri Goto.

Goto Ichiri: Congratulations...

An and Asuka smiled as they looked at the two short words.

Anhe Asuka: It's your turn the day after tomorrow, good luck!

After a while, the other side replied with a small "Mm".

Volume 1: Chapter 243

The second day featured matches between the top teams from Groups B and C.

It wasn't the band's turn to finish; their performance order was later. But An and Asuka still came to watch the competition, since it's always good to know more about your opponents.

He had just found a seat in the audience when a commotion broke out around him.

"Huh? Isn't that person...?"

"Asuka! It's Asuka!"

"It really is him! The one who performed yesterday!"

"Mr. Asuka, could you please sign your autograph?"

"I want me too!"

Before An and Asuka could react, they were surrounded by a group of people. Their hands were stuffed with notebooks, ticket stubs, and support fans, and a few bold girls even handed over their phones to take photos with them.

After all, most people who come here are fans of pop music, so it's normal for them to like him.

An and Asuka smiled helplessly, took the pen, and began to sign.

"Okay, one at a time."

It took him nearly twenty minutes to get rid of the crowd. He rubbed his slightly sore wrists and was about to find a place to sit down when he caught a glimpse of two familiar figures standing not far away.

Toyokawa Shoko, and a tall girl with short purple hair.

The moment the girl saw him, her eyes lit up, and she seemed to be set ablaze, rushing over in a few quick steps.

"Senior Anhe!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a unique stickiness, but at this moment it was more of an excitement.

An and Asuka recognized the girl. He had seen her on a poster when he was looking up information about Ave Mujica. The girl's name was Yutenji Wakana, the drummer of the band, and she was very skilled.

"Is this Miss Yutenji Wakana?" he asked.

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, her eyes widening. "Senior, do you know me?"

“Hmm.” An and Asuka nodded. “I’ve seen your performance video. You’re amazing, Ms. Yutenji.”

Yutenji Wakana's face instantly turned red, a redness born of extreme excitement.

"The senior actually watched our video! And said I'm really amazing! Oh my god—"

She floated up, covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes curved into crescent shapes.

At this moment, Toyokawa Shoko also came over and stood next to Yutenji Wakana, looking at Anwa Asuka with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"I'm sorry, Anhe-senpai, Meow Dream has caused you trouble."

"Meow Dream?" An and Asuka were taken aback for a moment, looked at the tall girl with short purple hair, and couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha, what an adorable nickname."

Upon hearing this, Yutenji Wakana's mouth curved into a cat-like shape, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she exuded an air of smug satisfaction, as if she had been praised.

-

The three of them found a seat and sat down to watch the rest of the game.

One band after another from Group B took the stage, each with a distinct style. Some went for rock, some leaned towards pop, and a few were clearly just there to make up the numbers. As An and Feiniao watched, they silently noted down the bands with real talent.

"Senior, what do you think of that guitarist?" Yutenji Wakana asked, leaning closer.

"The technique is good, but the pace is a bit rushed, probably because of nervousness."

"And this one? This bassist?"

"Stable, but too stable, with little change."

Whenever Yutenji Wakame watched a new band, he would ask An and Asuka for their opinions. And An and Asuka were always able to offer unique insights, pinpointing the strengths and weaknesses incisively.

Yutenji Wakame listened with increasing admiration, his eyes practically overflowing with adoration.

"Senior is amazing... He can see through everything..."

Toyokawa Shoko sat quietly to the side, occasionally glancing at Anwa Asuka before quickly looking away.

The performance came to a temporary end at noon.

Yutenji Wakana rubbed her stomach and looked at Anwa Asuka.

"Senior, shall we go have lunch together?"

An and Asuka checked the time and nodded.

"it is good."

-

The location was chosen to be an ordinary restaurant near the stadium.

It wasn't high-end, but it was clean and tidy, and there weren't many people at this time. The three of us found a seat by the window and ordered a simple set meal.

While waiting for our food, the conversation naturally turned to the band.

"Senior," Yutenji Wakana asked curiously, resting her chin on her hand, "why did you form a band?"

An and Asuka thought for a moment.

"I just wanted to do something different. Although I've always been making music, it's always been by myself. Being with them feels different."

"How are they different?"

“It’s more lively.” Anhe Feibiao smiled. “There are people to discuss things with, practice with, and go on stage with. That feeling is completely different from being alone.”

Yutenji Wakamai nodded thoughtfully.

"So, is the senior here to win the championship?" she asked again.

Anhe Feiniao shook his head.

"It's just a hobby, there's not that much pressure. It would be great to win the championship, but it's okay if I don't. The important thing is the process."

Yutenji Wakana listened, then suddenly sighed, rested her chin on her hand, and spoke with a hint of envy.

"so good……"

She paused, then continued, "Unlike our band..."

"Meow Dream!"

Toyokawa Shoko suddenly interrupted, her tone somewhat urgent.

Yutenji Wakana was stunned for a moment, then stuck out her tongue.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop talking now."

Toyokawa Shoko looked at Anwa Asuka with a hint of apology on her face.

"Excuse me, Senior Anhe."

Anhe Feiniao shook his head.

"fine."

He sensed that this band seemed to have some history. But since they didn't want to talk about it, he didn't press them.

Everyone has things they don't want to talk about.

-

After finishing their meal, the three returned to the stadium.

The afternoon matches began soon.

The bands from Group C took to the stage one after another.

An and Asuka watched intently, silently noting down the names of their formidable opponents.

Poppin'Party's performance was the third show in the afternoon. As soon as they stepped onto the stage, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the audience.

The energetic lead singer with short brown hair waved to the audience, his smile as bright as the sun.