The lady can hear my voice

"Okay, I'll give you this face, but don't make things difficult for him. He is allergic to alcohol." Hai Ling made up an excuse and said.

"You, come here, we are going to perform on stage and show you real heavy metal."

The red-haired girl curled her lips as she watched Hai Ling pulling Niijima Sora away.

"I knew it. You're watching so closely, and you still say you hate it? It's not rock 'n' roll at all."

Xin Daokong, who was led by Hailing to the backstage, looked at her slightly flushed face and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay? Is this your first time drinking?"

"more or less."

"actually……"

"Actually what?" Hai Ling stared at Sora Niijima with a hint of anger in her eyes. "Now that you have so many girlfriends, why don't you just stop flirting with other girls and just chat with them for a while, or are you a jerk who can be touched and approached by anyone?"

"..."

Niijima Sora didn't expect Hai Ling to be so angry all of a sudden, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Hai Ling always felt that there was something strange about her anger this time. She shook her head. She couldn’t tell why she drank that glass of wine just now. Maybe she wanted to drink too?

"Your guitar." Hailing handed the guitar to Shinjima Sora.

Sora Niijima put it on tightly, and after the two of them adjusted it a bit, they were ready to go on stage.

Performing on the same stage with them was a serious heavy metal band. The lead singer had a Mohawk, a body full of tattoos, and wore a halter dress and black stockings.

The point is that this guy is a man.

The others were all dressed very extravagantly.

Sora Niijima and Kailing seemed a little out of place staying in there.

"Hai Ling, can this kid do it?"

"If not, what if we ruin our performance later?"

"Can you keep up, you?"

Facing the doubts from his fellow performers, Sora Niijima just smiled, and after confirming that the power was plugged in, he performed a gorgeous stunt in public.

Although he hasn't practiced guitar properly for a while, his level obviously won't decline.

After the show attracted the attention of all the audience, the people who were performing together no longer had any objections. Instead, they grinned and the performance officially began.

After actually joining a heavy metal band, Sora Niijima did discover many details that were different from what he had originally expected.

Many inspirations burst into my mind, and it was obvious that I had gained a lot from this trip with Hai Ling.

Sora Niijima was playing the guitar, standing under the lights, with everyone staring at him. He was having more and more fun, and he walked straight to the lead singer, stood back to back with him, and showed off all kinds of moves.

Unlike the previous time when it was just about the music, now the whole person is agitated.

However, it was precisely this kind of him that fascinated Hai Ling so much.

Even though Sora Niijima has a thousand faults, there is only one.

Hai Ling himself highly recognizes his talent.

It can even be said that I admire it very much, even to the point of being a fan.

It's just that she never showed it.

Afterwards, Sora Niijima took control of the entire venue, even occupying the lead singer's microphone and started singing.

Although it's not even one ten-thousandth as rock 'n' roll as the lead singer himself, it can still make the audience excited.

Looking at Sora Niijima indulging himself on the stage, Hai Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

How silly.

-

After the performance, after walking out of the livehouse, Sora Niijima was still full of energy.

"Hai Ling, I feel like I'm a natural rock 'n' roll saint."

He was so excited just now that he even had the urge to smash his guitar on the spot.

Rock music is such a terrible thing that it can even drive people's behavior unconsciously.

Hai Ling followed behind him, looked at his cheerful back, and chuckled: "You are still far from it, but now you should know why I said your adaptation is not good enough."

"Well, there are indeed many problems, but I still plan to keep those arrangements, except... I want to write another song that truly fits the heavy metal style, and then I will reveal it at the music festival."

"...Can you write it?"

"Of course, I have a lot of inspiration, but thank you so much for today, Hai Ling. What a great place. I'll come again if I have the chance."

"Don't come here to drink with others, don't hang out with other girls, and be worthy of those girls who like you now." Hai Ling nagged subconsciously.

Hearing this, Niijima Sora turned around and looked at her and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am very content and have no interest in messing around with other women."

"Come on, Hai Ling, let's go back to the practice room. It's a good opportunity to perfect our ideas."

"Ah."

Sora Niijima got in the car, and because Hailing was drunk, he was the one driving next.

After putting on the helmet, Hai Ling naturally put her arms around Niijima Sora's waist, her mind still recalling the passionate scene of the performance with him in the livehouse just now.

Even though I don't agree with many things about him, we do have common ground in music, and we do have a good chat about this common hobby.

But I still hate him, there is no doubt about it.

While waiting for the traffic light, Sora Niijima's phone rang.

"Lixi? What's wrong? Ah...wait a minute, what did you say? Okay, don't worry, I'll be there soon."

"What's wrong?" Hai Ling immediately let go of her arms around his waist after hearing him call Li Xi's name.

"Hmm...it seems that Sister Lixi hit someone with her car. I'm not sure. I have to go over and take a look. Hailing, let's go first..."

"I'm getting off."

"what?"

Hai Ling: "You go find her. I don't want to be misunderstood, and I don't want to explain."

Shinjima Sora was stunned when he heard this, but seeing how determined Hai Ling was, he could only sigh.

"Okay, I'll be leaving first. Remember to take a taxi home."

"Ah."

After Hai Ling got off the car, she watched him ride away on his motorcycle, feeling indescribably complicated.

Lost? Relieved? Relaxed?

Do not understand.

Suddenly, there was a bolt from the blue, shocking many passers-by nearby.

Hai Ling stood under the bus stop, stunned.

Soon after, it began to rain heavily.

Fortunately, the rain didn't reach her.

Hailing sat on the bench under the bus stop, ready to wait for the rain to stop.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the rain did not stop. Hailing called a taxi several times using the app, but it always showed that traffic was congested due to rainy weather and no orders were being accepted.

Hai Ling sighed and could only continue sitting there waiting for the rain to stop.

Fortunately, I didn’t bring my bass with me, otherwise it would have gotten wet.

"Umiko?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded. Miao Meng, who was holding an umbrella and carrying a large bag of beer, looked at Hai Ling with some surprise.

"..."

"Umiko, you..."

"Can't get a taxi."

"Hey...why don't you come to my house and have a seat? I'll treat you to something delicious? And drink with me?"

Although Miao Meng's life pressure has been reduced a lot now, she still loves to drink.

Especially after meeting Hiroi Kikuri.

312 Hai Ling: There is something wrong with my play

"Welcome to my home~" Miao Meng proudly opened the door and motioned Hai Ling to come in.

Come to think of it, it seemed like this was the first time she allowed someone to visit her new home?

Miao Meng thought about this and suddenly felt a little miserable.

No, I should invite more friends to visit me in the future.

Just friends...

After much thought, Meow Meng thought that the only ones who could be considered her friends at the moment were Pochi-chan, Aine, Hatsuka, and Hailing from Sora Niijima's harem, right?

Has even your social circle been locked down by your boss without you noticing?

So terrifying.

Miao Meng brought Hai Ling to the living room, motioned her to sit down, and asked, "Umiko, you just... don't have any feelings about my home?"

"……very beautiful?"

"...Okay, alright."

Miao Meng feels that life is as lonely as snow.

She never cleaned the house before, and the house was very messy. But now she has changed this bad habit, and the house is beautiful every day.

But no one praised her.

No one can understand...

No, if it was Aine-chan, she would understand.

The boss would also understand, after all, both of them had seen how messy her room was.

The boss wouldn't brag about himself then and now, tsk...

Come to think of it, I had a good relationship with my boss at the beginning, and he even came to me to complain once. How did it turn out like this?

Originally, Miao Meng had never thought about this aspect. It was just a simple transaction, and he wanted to make money to live, but human nature is always greedy. After you get so much, you will want more.

When you see that everyone else has it but you don’t, and you are specially separated from others, you will feel a little unbalanced.

Although, Miao Meng also knew that most of these were made by himself.

"By the way, Umiko, why are you out in the rain?"

Hai Ling watched her skillfully open a can of beer, take a sip and then ask herself a question, while at the same time she crossed her long legs and picked her toes with her hands.

"..."

This is Miao Meng, a YouTuber with nearly one million fans online.

"I just came here for a casual walk."

"But this place is far from the practice room and your home. Can you walk here?"

"..."

Hai Ling watched Meow Meng blinking curiously, and finally sighed and said, "Sora Niijima was going to take me back to the practice room, but he had other things to do on the way, so I asked him to drop me off."

"what's up?"

"Lixi's sister seems to have bumped into someone."

"Eh!? So scary?"

"However, if he goes to deal with it, there shouldn't be any problem," Hai Ling added.

"That's true. Anyway, the boss is omnipotent."

"So what did you do before he took you to the practice room?" Miao Meng asked again.