Feng Mingyi had just learned from Lux about her commission to Zhao Yang, so he was not surprised.

She said, "I'll go talk to Fate."

"it is good."

She left to find Fate. The two hadn't seen each other for a while, so they stood and chatted.

Seeing that they separated after a few words, Miyuki said, "Yang Jun, it seems that Yi and you are not very familiar with each other."

He didn't care: "I'll just say it."

Then Zhao Yang spent some time doing nothing.

He stayed near Lux, listening to them discussing the concert arrangements and rehearsing with the band.

When Zhao Yang heard her sing "The Water's Proof", he thought of Inori, whom he followed on YouTube.

He took out his phone and saw that she still hadn't updated.

This is a relatively long hiatus for her.

Zhao Yang knew that she also liked Lux, so he planned to notify her and ask her to come to the concert.

...Maybe this can bring back the song of this dove incarnation.

Inori doesn't have a Twitter account, so we can only contact her through YouTube.

He clicked on the page, found her email address, and sent her four times and places, indicating that they were Lux's concerts.

He didn't care about it anymore after that.

Whether she comes or not is up to fate.

———At the same time.

In a government-allocated apartment in the North Eleventh District, loud music suddenly sounded, coupled with loud laughter and fighting, the sound was deafening.

This apartment was allocated by the government to orphaned female students, and Rem had lived in a similar apartment before.

Although the room in this apartment is slightly larger than the one Rem had lived in before, it still has no private bathroom and needs to be shared.

"……Well."

A pink-haired girl also heard the noise and had to interrupt the recording.

She sighed softly, leaned weakly on the table, and rested her head on her arms.

Yui Prayer.

The girl, who goes by the pinyin of her name, Inori, on the Internet, is also in trouble today.

Her troubles come from next door.

Since the neighbor moved in in the second half of last year, he has been having parties every day, making the apartment very noisy.

Yui has never been able to record songs.

Although the neighbors would be quiet at night, she had to work at a convenience store at night and would come back very late, so someone would knock on her door while she was recording a song at this time.

She also couldn't use her cell phone to record songs because her phone was so old and broken that it was impossible to do so.

Not to mention the recording studio.

No money.

Although she has a part-time job, the money has become another way for her to accompany her.

For example, that broken computer, recording equipment, various CDs...

Yui Yui, 18 years old, a beautiful girl in the third year of high school.

She has no father and no mother, and is an indisputably poor girl.

Her poverty was not like Zhao Yang's, who claimed to be poor but actually had an apartment and savings. She was truly poor.

Even the YouTube channel that was showing some signs of improvement has stopped updating due to practical issues.

It can be said that he is poor and unlucky.

Fortunately, Yui has a relatively calm personality and was not too sad.

Her current plan is to study hard, get into university and live in a dormitory, then the situation should improve.

The university environment in New Tokyo is very good and they are not short of money. The dormitories are naturally well built and soundproofed, making it perfect for recording songs.

So for Yui Yui, studying really is what changes one's destiny.

The biggest problem is that she wants to study, but there are parties next door every day, which has a huge impact.

As usual, after hearing the noise, Yui planned to go out to find a family restaurant, order a drink, and then sit down and read.

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The university entrance examination is approaching and time is still very precious. Yui thinks that since she can't record songs, she might as well go out and study.

She stopped lying there and stood up to pack her things.

But as soon as she stood up, her phone suddenly lit up, indicating that she had received an email.

She clicked on it casually and found a few times and places, with a sentence at the end.

"Lux's concert?"

She murmured, her first reaction being one of disbelief.

But then Yui looked at the sender of the email, which read Zhao Yang.

"……It's him?"

She still knows this person who uses his real name online.

Yui knew that he was her early fan and was also the president of an extraordinary agency.

He was a very enthusiastic person and recommended many games and animations to her.

Although those works are sometimes difficult to top, the experience is actually not too bad.

Moreover, his publicity also helped her gain followers.

Yui still had a very good impression of him. The only problem was that he often said things like "we are pushing for marriage upon first meeting".

…It’s obviously not our first meeting, why do you say that?

She didn't quite understand.

But other fans told her not to understand, so she didn't check further.

In short, Yui Qi didn’t think that the email sent by Zhao Yang was fake.

She felt that the president of an extraordinary firm had no motive to deceive her.

Besides, the places he mentioned were all busy parks, not remote places, so it was more credible.

Since it was Lux's concert, Yui also wanted to go and see it live, so she immediately planned to change her itinerary and not go to the family restaurant.

however……

Before she left, a phone call came in.

The caller was the manager of the convenience store where she worked. She said that someone working there was sick and wanted her to help.

Yui agreed.

Anyway, there are concerts in the afternoon and evening, so it won’t be too late for her to go after work…

On the other side, Zhao Yang put away his phone and continued to stand there.

Time passed slowly and the concert was about to begin in half an hour.

Considering that no one knew about the first concert and that no one might come to see it, the professional team printed some flyers and sent people out to distribute them.

Seeing that there were experts here, Zhao Yang also joined in distributing flyers.

He picked up a stack of leaflets and walked out of the fenced area to another part of the park.

The flyer just said that a mysterious singer was holding a concert and welcome to come and watch, but it didn't specify who it was.

It should attract some idle people... he thought.

Today is the New Year holiday, and there are still a lot of people here. Many people bring their families to the park to spend a happy time.

Zhao Yang distributed flyers for a while, but the effect was not very good. He felt that the venue would not be able to be filled at the beginning of the first concert.

But afterwards some audience members might notify their relatives and friends to come over, so the theater might be full after halftime.

He walked for a while and returned to the venue to distribute flyers, where he happened to meet Takamachi Shirou who was patrolling there.

After the two of them greeted each other, he said, "Mr. Yang, it's nice to see you."

"What's wrong?"

"Here, New Year's money."

Takamachi Shirou handed over a small white paper bag.

This thing is called O-Nen-Dama (お年玉), which is the Japanese red envelope.

It is mainly white, supplemented by various patterns. The people of Sakura believe that white is the color of God, symbolizing purity and flawlessness, so they use white.

"thank you, happy New Year."

Zhao Yang took it, put it away, and then thanked him.

"Happy New Year."

Shirou patted his shoulder and then walked away.

Zhao Yang didn't open the red envelope, but just continued to distribute flyers.

After dispatching everyone in the park, he went outside to dispatch people on the street.

He seldom comes to West District 11.

At first glance, the proportion of people with blond hair has increased.

But Zhao Yang wouldn't care too much, because in this world, although most people have black hair and blonde hair, there are also many people with colorful hair.

For example, Rem and Ram have blue and red hair.

If you see hair color more often, you won’t care about it anymore.

Zhao Yang found it somewhat new to distribute flyers on the street, as he had never done this kind of work before.

By the time the concert was about to start, he had finished distributing the flyers.

Although the person who received it may not read the flyer carefully...

Zhao Yang didn’t care about that and went back to the park directly.

Walk all the way back, cross the line of defense of soldiers and police, and then enter the venue under the scrutiny of the extraordinary people from the Countermeasures Bureau.

On the stage, the equipment and musical instruments are in place.

Under the stage, the audience stood in groups of three or four, occupying about half of the venue.

...It’s quite a lot, beyond Zhao Yang’s expectations.

After listening for a while, he realized that they felt the presence of soldiers and police was intimidating, so they came in to take a look.

Zhao Yang moved and came to the temporary backstage behind the stage.

Lux has changed her clothes and is sitting in a chair waiting to appear.

She wasn't wearing anything fancy, just a nice skirt.

"Thanks for your hard work."

When Lux saw him come in, she turned and waved at him.

“It’s not hard, it just seems like the flyers aren’t very effective.”

"It's okay, it's not your problem."

Aslan said.

Miyuki and Rem stood beside the two of them, and they were here to provide close protection.

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