Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

"Yeah, do I look prettier now?" Sakuya tilted her head and raised it slightly. Her hair was scattered and intertwined with each other. Her soft hair was shining under the spotlight, and her gentle white neck was also fully revealed.

Miss Hailing admired the beauty of the girl in front of her, and waited until Sakuya looked at her in confusion before blinking and praising her softly. "Beautiful."

"What a perfunctory performance~" Ms. Sakuya flipped through the music score and tried to play a glissando to express her dissatisfaction. "I'm responsible for the bass part, right?"

"It's beautiful, so it is." Hai Ling shrugged and put her AR-06 back on her back. "It's still a bit difficult for you to play the strings with both hands. After you finish watching the bass part, let's try to play it together?"

"This is my first time to collaborate with someone on a split performance." Ms. Sakuya was a little hesitant.

When the bass line is very complex, there are indeed many bands and performances that will split the part that the bass is responsible for for the sake of the level and richness of the music, and let two bassists play it in coordination with each other.

One person playing the bass part and the other playing the treble part, or performing counterpoint performance can restore or even present a more complex and outstanding effect, but...this approach does not reduce the technical requirements for the bassist too much. The two must work together seamlessly to maintain the overall sense of the same range and the accuracy of the rhythm.

"It's really an honor." Hachiman Kailing stroked her chest quite ostentatiously and bowed slightly.

"Pfft, what?" Sakuya chuckled, then quickly adjusted her posture and expression, revealing a bit of the aura of a young lady, and nodded in greeting.

Hai Ling also chuckled and didn't say much. She just lifted the bass, pressed down the strings, and made the opening gesture of the piece.

Sakuya did the same, she played the first low note according to the music score.

In early summer, the wind is still blowing, passing through the hair tips, accompanied by the strong rhythm of the whole tone scale, and the slightly curly hair is flying and falling in this youthful melody.

The notes switch quickly, with some matching and some colliding, and only the dynamic beat of the bass sways back and forth. The melody gradually spreads out of the score and turns into pure improvisation.

Hachiman Kairin's fingers flipped, and the extensive use of percussion techniques and melodic performances strongly announced the presence of the bass. Sakuya also followed suit, pressing the strings with her left hand and plucking with her right hand, savoring the rotation of the strings as she felt, filling in the necessary continuity for the continuous strong notes.

The golden years come with the wind and rhythm.

The lights seemed brighter. Hachiman Kailing lowered the last tune and took a deep breath.

"How did it feel like the first time?" Miss Hailing put down her bass, and the milk jelly she had prepared in advance appeared in her hand on time.

"I'm so happy!" Sakuya jumped for joy while holding the slightly warm GB-4 and took it with a look of delight.

"That's good." Hachiman Kailing calmly hugged her shoulders and stretched out her hand to pinch her slightly sore arm.

This girl plays the piano too vigorously.

Chapter 109: The Smile of a Professional Idol

RiNG, in practice room 301, is still the familiar four-member group.

"Why is the bass silent today? What's going on? Is Sakiko out of her element? I don't feel any strength~"

Yutenji Wakamai said like a director, she was wearing big sunglasses and looked like a big star.

"Gu..." Miss Sakuya, who always put pressure on Miao Mengqin, was speechless and turned her head away with a little shame. She had played too hard with Hailing before. Her arms, which were healthy but lacked some exercise, were now drooping weakly. Naturally, she had no strength to dominate the bottom note.

"Oh, I understand. You've been drained of your energy by that wild woman outside. Sakiko, you feel very sorry for Hatsuko, right? Forming a band is roughly equivalent to getting married, so if you round it off, it's an affair!" Miss Meow Meng, who loves to watch the fun, made a classic cat paw shaking gesture with a playful tone.

"Ruomai, you're not that good at playing the drums, are you? And don't say things that could be misunderstood or you'll teach Sakuya a bad lesson." Togawa Aie tapped someone on the head with a stern tone.

"I didn't do anything wrong today, but Qiu Hui didn't praise me and even treated me violently. It turns out that love will disappear..."

Miss Miao Meng leaned on her bright black drum set with a wronged look on her face. She was not lying. The talent of being proficient with both hands was rare among drummers. In less than a month, she had already reached the half-step perfection of the first level of drummer.

His foundation is so strong that he can almost be compared to the first-year junior high school students who are asked by their parents to perform talents during festivals!

"That's not what I meant... Ruomai has indeed worked hard... But analyzing from a rational point of view..." Miss Qiu Hui, who was anxious in her heart but had an unchanged expression, pushed her rimless glasses and spoke slightly faster. In the end, all she talked about was the impure feelings between women.

"Heh, girl." Miss Sakuya sneered and turned her head away with disdain, not wanting to look at the pair of seniors who were ruining Yuqiu's reputation. She also put her left hand into Chuhua's arms again.

"Is your strength still okay? Tell me if it hurts~" Sanjiao Chuhua applied force on his hands and pressed his thumb on the acupoint. The healthy and tender skin was slightly depressed, causing the bassist lady, whose hands were weak, to hum comfortably.

"It feels good. My body feels warm after the massage. You know so much, Xiaochu." Sakuya sighed softly while enjoying the free massage. He obediently changed his hand and let Miss Chuhua rub him up and down.

"It's just a supplementary course for idol training, it's no big deal. The masseuse often helped me like this when I had a lot of announcements before, so I just learned a little bit." Sanjiao Chuhua smiled lightly, and her ten fingers gently stroked every inch of skin from the palm to the fingertips, as if she was treating the finest white porcelain.

The keyboard player's hands are very important, just think of it as an advance rehearsal for giving Xiaoxiang a massage.

"Did Sakuya also go out as a support musician this morning?" Chuhua kept moving, trying to find a topic to talk about.

"I was having so much fun playing with Hailing this morning, but I ended up exploding a little too much." Ms. Sakuya stroked her hair across her forehead a little embarrassedly, not knowing whether she was feeling guilty about not being able to keep up with the tempo during rehearsal or whether she was enjoying someone's massage with a clear conscience.

"Oh? Xiaosaki and Hailing have a really good relationship." Sankaku Hatsuka pressed a little harder with his thumb and said something to comfort him softly. "It may hurt a little, but this is the only way to be effective."

"Um~ No, it's okay, it's okay. I have to thank Xiaochu, otherwise I might not have enough energy to go home at night?" Sakuya snorted and lowered her head with a slightly red cheek. Chuhua was seriously helping her to relax her meridians and even if it felt a little strange, she had to try hard to hold it back.

Miss Chuhua raised her violet eyes and fell on the delicate face and tightly pursed lips of the little village girl. She was so close to Xiaoxiang, why was she still flirting with other girls?

But Sakuya was probably unconscious of it... Sanjiao Chuhua lowered his head again and carefully pressed every corner of the slender hand.

"Speaking of which, Xiaosaki said in the group that she might not be able to come to next week's rehearsal. Is it because she has an appointment with Hailing in advance?" Miss Chuhua stroked the dog twice to comfort her, and then pressed down with both hands. "Or did she have an appointment with a friend at school?"

"Ah~ Gently...gently." Ms. Sakuya covered her mouth with one hand, and waited until the feeling faded before she responded softly. "Because Xiaoxiang and I made an appointment to compose a song together. By the way, Xiaochu may not remember, but you two met when you were young."

Sanjiao Chuhua paused in his movements.

"I should say Toyokawa Shoko. I wonder what Shoko looked like when she was a child, but now she has cute twin tails, and her personality is also a little weird but cute. She looks cold, but she is actually very gentle. Even if she is very tired, she will still take time to help me with my homework. She also plays the piano very well and can compose music. Although it's not good that she likes to tease me..." Miss Sakuya talked incessantly before being interrupted by a slight tingling sensation in her hand.

"Xiao Chuhua? It hurts a little..." Miss Sakuya felt something was wrong. Maybe it was her illusion. She felt that Chuhua's expression was very similar to her sister's expression when she heard Xiangzi...

"Oh, sorry!" Sankaku Hatsuhua loosened his hands in a somewhat awkward manner, leaving several distinct nail marks on Sakuya's white arms. She avoided his sight, hiding the resentment and a little jealousy in her eyes.

"Xiaochu...are you okay?" Miss Sakuya twirled her flaxen hair and asked with concern.

"Excuse me, is Xiaosaki's hand okay?" Ms. Chuhua adjusted herself quickly, and her face once again showed the gentle smile that only idols have. "It's a bit surprising. In fact, Xiaoxiang and I haven't been in touch for more than a year, but..."

She picked up Sakuya's right hand again and blew gently on the red mark. "Does it still hurt?"

“Ah…ah…ah.” Miss Sakuya opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word. She could only make some meaningless cute trembling sounds.

"It's my fault, but the only compensation I can offer is a smile." Sanjiao Chuhua tried hard to give a sincere smile.

Her face was like a full moon night, her complexion was like flowers in the spring morning, her temples were like phoenix tails, her eyebrows were like ink paintings, and her smile seemed to raise the brightness of the picture recorded by the camera.

Ichinose Sakuya stopped thinking in a daze, his eyes were full of blonde idol girls with purple eyes. Although he was not a girl, Xiaochu looked too pretty when she smiled.

"It's okay, it's not Xiaochu's fault..." Miss Sakuya agreed.

"That's good. Let's go home together in the evening?" Chu Hua said in a relaxed tone. He was calculating in his heart the time he needed to free up next week. He... couldn't bear it any longer.

"Yeah." Miss Sakuya, who had completely forgotten her sister's instructions, nodded slightly.

Chapter 110 Ichinose Visits the Moon Forest

Early morning, Nagasaki's house.

Ichinose Sakuya tied her hair up as usual, gathering her smooth flaxen long hair behind her head. She patted her head to take off the light pink cherry blossom hair accessory, and combed her slightly curly hair again.

"I feel like a part of my body is missing. I'm not used to it." Ms. Sakuya put on her makeup in the mirror, and what she saw was the lady from a noble family that she was almost used to.

The sailor-style long skirt has a navy blue background, and the hem and cuffs are embellished with intricate yet low-key white textile stripes. The slightly curly flaxen hair is naturally draped behind the ears, and the classic gray bow tie hangs neatly on the chest with obvious ups and downs, and is covered by the cross-striped collar.

As bright as spring flowers and as clear as autumn moon, what a static and beautiful picture of Yangon.

"Sister is so cunning. Tsuki no Mori's uniform is so cute, and the length of the skirt makes me feel safe~" The country girl bent down and tugged at the hem of her skirt. The scarf that she had finally straightened tilted to one side again.

"Etiquette... Forget it, Sakuya, you just need to talk less to people..." Nagasaki Suyo, who was wearing the first-year school uniform of Yugaoka, held her forehead with one hand. Today, she borrowed a little from her sister's dazzling collection of hairbands, and finally chose a light blue dolphin hair accessory. Now she was rehearsing her smile in front of the large makeup mirror.

"Why didn't you wait for me to come back yesterday?" Miss Su Shi glanced at her reflection in the glasses and rolled her eyes.

"Um...anyway, there are various reasons. By the way, how was the rehearsal at Xiao Deng's place yesterday?" Sakuya simply put on some foundation to hide the guilt in her eyes and changed the subject a little abruptly.

"It's just so-so. Aine-san didn't look like she was practicing at all. After having a fight with Riki, she started talking about some tacky team uniform designs. The same goes for Lenai-chan. In the middle of rehearsal, she suddenly covered her stomach and ran away. She was really like a cat..." Nagasaki Motoyo complained about the problem children in the band like a diligent kindergarten teacher. This makeshift band seemed to lack a sense of unity.

"That must be hard~" Miss Sakuya slung her leather backpack that looked like it weighed a lot like money, blinked, and smiled softly at her sister's unconsciously raised lips.

"The plan after school today is to go to the Astronomy Department... for tea?" Nagasaki Motoyo looked at the memo interface opened on Sakuya's phone. The clarity of her perfect imitation was instantly shaken, and she couldn't help but read it out loud.

"Cultural studies in the morning, gardening in the afternoon. No, sister, where is the afternoon tea you promised me?" Miss Sakuya looked at the batch-copied course schedule with a serious expression. Could it be that the benefits promised before were taken as kickbacks by her own sister? ?

"The afternoon tea etiquette is not up to standard, so it's gone." Nagasaki Suyo said coldly. Her treasured black tea was not for that pink-haired scoundrel to taste.

"Eh? Where are the scones and tea?" Miss Sakuya was still struggling.

"There was a piece of Fukuzawa Yukichi missing from my wallet yesterday. Sakuya, do you have any idea?" Nagasaki Suyo asked in a sad voice.

"No... I don't know. Maybe it was taken away by a cat." Miss Sakuya said quickly and turned to walk towards the door.

"Sakuya...Sister, please wait for me~" Nagasaki Motoyo followed lightly and put on the long-sleeved Tsuki no Mori school uniform.

"Sister, you... are a little disgusting..." Miss Sakuya, who had not yet entered the role, felt a chill and subconsciously pulled away a short distance.

"You should call me Sakuya, right?" Nagasaki Suyo smiled brightly and held her hands a little tighter.

At this moment, someone was silent, and the village girl's core and pupils trembled together.

"Well, I don't expect you to act too well. Remember to say hello to Xiaomu when you arrive at the school gate in the morning. She will take you to the class." Nagasaki Suye failed in disciplining her sister and gradually showed an indifferent attitude. Anyway, she would change back to her identity after leaving the academy. She happily skipped and walked towards the elevator.

"Okay, okay~" Sakuya agreed, imitating her sister's behavior. After all, everything is going well, right?

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"Gui'an."

"Greetings~"

Hydrangea and sun patterns decorate the cold black archway, and the brass bell hanging in the air reflects the classical metallic color. This is the Tsuki no Mori Girls' School, the cradle of Tokyo politicians and future stars, and also the exquisite birdcage that imprisons canaries.

Ruoye Mu stood quietly in the colorful shade of the trees, holding a dark brown handbag in both hands, with an expressionless face and golden eyes staring intently at the floor tiles.

She is waiting for someone.

Wakaba Mutsu was actually somewhat fortunate that he and Nagasaki Suyo were assigned to the same class after high school. This way, he had a reason to look at the once friendly flaxen-haired girl a little longer.

The schoolwork at home became increasingly heavy, the club activities and the band also stopped, and Xiangzi gradually ignored himself...

Nagasaki Motoyo is the only friend he has left.

Maybe we are friends.

If Ye Mu thought so.

"Xiao Mu!" A familiar voice sounded a little high. "Good morning~"

Nagasaki Suyo stood straight in the sun, smiling at herself.

"Gui...good morning." Ruo Yemu was silent for a while, replied in a low voice, turned around and stood about two steps away from Su Shi.

"Ahem, how are you~" someone added a polite greeting in a pinched voice.

Ruoye Mu raised his head in confusion, stared into the gray-blue eyes for a while, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "Hello."

Miss Su Shi walked cautiously, glancing left and right at the various buildings full of feudal dregs, criticizing them harshly in her heart.

Why did they build the school so big? I can't even recognize the way...

"Su Shi." Ruoye Mu, who habitually followed someone, spoke softly.

Since spring, the two have walked this tree-shaded road together many times. Usually, Su Shi talks and Su Shi listens quietly. The swaying of the leaves brings out a sense of peaceful daily life.

Today she rarely wanted to say something.

"Well, what's wrong?" Miss Su Shi turned her head and looked, imitating the smile she remembered.

The morning breeze blew, and the green leaves swayed gently. This wind seemed to come from far away, passing through the long and distant wheat fields. The country wind was stained with the fragrance of wheat, blowing into people's faces and noses. The flaxen long hair was hazy in the beautiful and bright light.

"...Su Shi, are you very happy today?" Ruo Yemu looked at the girl standing in the bright sunlight. The familiar face was extremely clear but not dazzling.

"Well, I'm really happy to see Xiaomu." The linen silk swayed vigorously in the air like a ponytail.

The sunlight suddenly became dazzling.

Ruo Ye Mu was not used to it, so she closed her eyes.

Chapter 111: If Ye Mu is not picky about food

"Then today's class is almost over..." The bell for the end of get out of class has not yet rung, and the mature and intellectual teacher quietly announced at the podium that the morning's study time has come to an end. The voice was pleasant, and to someone's ears it sounded like the sound of nature.

Ichinose Sakuya closed her notes obediently, experiencing the experience of being dismissed early from class, which she had never experienced before in Haneda.

As expected of Tsuki no Mori, the schoolwork is a bit too easy.

"Su Shi, are you going to have dinner with everyone in the band today?" The classmate with neat long black hair asked in a relaxed tone, shaking the lunch box in his hand gently.

"Ah...my words." Miss Sakuya looked diagonally in front of her through the gaps in her classmates' uniforms. The exquisite doll lady was holding a lunch box in both hands, looking at her eagerly.

Their eyes made contact for a brief moment, and Ruo Yemu's golden pupils shook slightly. He turned his head and quickly left the classroom, his light green hair quietly hiding in the crowd.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoai, I really want to spend my lunch break with Xiaomu." Sakuya clasped her hands together and apologized in the tone of her own sister.