Finally, I became their white moonlight

Gao Songdeng raised her head tentatively and saw that everyone was looking at her, as if waiting for her to say something.

She was stunned for a moment, and blurted out subconsciously:

"Not even death can break our bond."

Toyokawa Shoko couldn't help but laugh: "Teng-san, isn't it too unlucky to say this now?"

Shiina Riki subconsciously hit back: "Deng's feelings are so serious, it's not a curse, why is it unlucky?"

"I..." Takamatsu Deng wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Nagasaki Suyo who looked helpless.

"Alright, alright, there's no need to worry about it. Don't want to continue? If you don't want to continue, I'll take my hand back. There are a lot of staff watching us, it's embarrassing."

"Of course you have to continue!"

Putting that little thing behind her, Toyokawa Shoko quickly called everyone back to focus, put her hands on top of everyone else, and shouted in a clear voice:

"Whether it's the thousands of spectators or the most important person..."

"Let's spread our cry to the other side of the ocean and the sunset!"

Five hands pressed down heavily, and then lifted up high like fireworks.

“【CryCHIC】——Until forever!!!”

-

After Yuan Zhen finished shouting, a burst of applause suddenly sounded around him.

Turning around, they saw that the staff and performers around them were looking at them with surprise and warmth in their eyes, and gave them pure encouragement with applause.

"Sorry to bother you all... Thank you, thank you, we will do our best!"

After shyly bowing and thanking those people, Toyokawa Shoko quickly pulled the members whose faces were a little hot to a corner to calm down their inexplicably overly high emotions.

"anyway."

Shiina Riki looked around and couldn't help but frowned: "Where's that guy? He just went to put his phone down, why hasn't he come back yet?"

"Oh yeah, why did Narumi-kun take so long?"

Shoko Toyokawa subconsciously reached for her pocket, and then she realized belatedly - before going on stage, they all gave their cell phones to Minghai for safekeeping, so naturally there was no way to contact him with the phone.

They looked at each other for a while, and just when they were about to find other staff members to ask where Ming Hai was.

His voice suddenly rang out in the earphones.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

"Mr. Ming Hai?" Toyokawa Shoko pressed her ear and blinked in surprise. "Isn't this an in-ear monitor used during performances? How are you..."

Ming Hai coughed twice, his voice sounding nonchalant: "After all, it is specially made. It is not strange to have a channel for one-way communication, right? Don't worry, after you go on stage, the headphones will be reconnected to the monitor output port of the mixing console."

Shiina Riki asked bluntly: "Compared to this, we are almost on stage, where are you?"

"Me? I promised Deng that I would watch her sing from the audience. Where do you think I would be now?"

Ming Hai smiled and said, "Rather than that, let me say a few words before you go on stage."

Volume 158: Chapter Chapter I'm waiting for you under the stage

Ming Hai's tone was very relaxed, as if he was comforting them who were nervous.

As he was about to go on stage, the few of them did not think too much about this sentence, but subconsciously held their breath and listened to his gentle voice word by word entering their ears.

"Deng, remember what we said on the overpass?"

This sentence brought a flood of memories to his mind. Gao Songdeng put on his headphones, closed his eyes gently, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

"Of course, I still remember."

"Believing in those four people can make you a human being... an ordinary person who will not be surrounded by loneliness even if you don't make any changes, but is just a little bit unique."

"What you need is not a voice that blends into the environment, but an environment that is willing to accept you after you make your voice."

Gao Songdeng will never forget.

That was the first day she became a human being. It was also the reason why she had friends she wanted to be with forever and an important person she never wanted to be separated from, and she began to like this gentle and colorful world.

She has grown, and that transformation is more obvious than anyone else.

——Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Today, Gao Song Deng will no longer hold a microphone without making any sound, and will no longer read lyrics dryly...

I will never again be unable to put my emotions into a performance because of fear and anxiety like I did during rehearsals.

It was not until now that she finally understood one thing.

No matter how huge the stage is, it is just a stop along the way for [CryCHIC] and will sooner or later become a scene in a photo.

It is neither their everything nor their future - their destination is far away and the scenery along the way is innumerable.

Every step you take now is just a preparation for tomorrow.

——So, there is no need to be timid.

Every time is the same as always, and every time I enjoy it...

That’s right, as long as we keep moving forward together with everyone, normally and naturally!

"Murami-kun..."

Takamatsu Deng exhaled slowly, as if he had let go of unnecessary pressure and burdens, and his voice sounded a lot more relaxed.

"I won't let you down this time!"

"I've never been disappointed in you." Ming Hai said with a smile, "For you, mistakes in rehearsal are nothing at all - just seriously put what you want to say and the emotions you want to express into the next song. I believe you can do it."

"Just like when you shouted at the foot of the overpass, don't worry about anything else and just shout out everything you have."

"Okay!" Gao Songdeng nodded vigorously, with a firm and pure will flashing in his eyes.

After a brief pause, Ming Hai chuckled.

"Then, I'll wait for you off the stage."

"Next... Li Xi."

Shiina Riki was stunned for a moment, and reflexively glanced at Toyokawa Shoko, then quickly looked away, frowning and complaining in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? Why are you calling my name all of a sudden?"

"You're still calling me by my full name at this time. Don't you think it's a bit boring?" Ming Hai didn't care. "You always call me by my name so directly. I thought you didn't care about such trivial matters."

"Of course I don't mind. It's nothing to call out a name." Shiina Riki snorted, without any shyness or embarrassment on his face. His fingertips even tapped the earphones twice as if urging him to say something. "Hurry up and say what you want to say. We'll be getting ready to go on stage soon."

"Don't worry, it's just a few words." Ming Hai said pointedly, "Li Xi, as a drummer, do you know what your biggest responsibility is?"

Shiina Riki thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "Steady the drum beat and lead everyone in the rhythm?"

Jazz drums are the loudest instrument in the orchestra, so most of the time, the drummer is responsible for advancing and stabilizing the rhythm of a song. If the drummer is distracted, the other parts will miss the beat, which will destroy the overall harmony and make it difficult for the lead singer to find the rhythm, forcing him to sing blindly based on his feelings.

This is where the drummer's importance lies. Although he is located at the end of the band and is often overlooked by the audience along with the bass, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the core player after the lead singer.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with Shiina Riki's statement, but Ming Hai still denied it:

"No, it's about being the orchestra's last line of defense - no matter what happens, it's up to you to keep the performance going."

Shiina Riki was very confused: "What? Don't they all mean the same thing?"

"There is a little difference." He didn't seem to have any intention of explaining in depth, and simply brushed it off, "Anyway, the summary is one thing - let the lamp sing the whole song without distraction, and won't be disrupted by any accidents."

"Now that things have come to this, you won't say you can't do it, right?"

"How is that possible?" Shiina Riki snorted, his expression disdainful, but his tone was full of confidence, "Just watch from the audience! I will make sure that Deng's song will resound perfectly in everyone's mind!"

"That's the kind of momentum we need." Ming Hai started laughing again, "Well, I'll wait for you backstage."

"..."

Shiina Riki was slightly stunned, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, his voice rang out again.

"Mu, you don't mind me calling you that, do you?"

Before Ye Mu opened his mouth, Shiina Riki couldn't help but complain: "No, this is how you treat people differently? Don't I need to ask?"

"Your part is over. Now it's someone else's turn. Don't interrupt."

Changing his gentle tone just now, Ming Hai clicked his tongue and expressed his dissatisfaction very bluntly.

——This is like his usual self.

Resisting the urge to pull out his headphones and stomp on them, Shiina Riki took a deep breath and didn't continue talking. He just vented his anger with very obvious stomping movements.

Ming Hai, who couldn't see her expression or behavior, naturally wouldn't stop talking because of this.

He continued to talk on his own: "Whether you mind or not, I don't mind anyway."

"……I do not mind."

Ruoye Mu's answer came slowly and in a flat tone, and it was unclear whether he was speechless about his attitude.

"Mu, you are the most stable, never afraid of the stage, and your skills are as mature and sophisticated as a professional guitarist. Basically, there are not many faults that can be found."

"..."

"But try to enjoy it."

Ruoye Mu lowered his head, his lips moving slightly, as if he was chewing on these words silently.

"Enjoy...it?"

I can't do that kind of thing.

Just as she was about to say that, Ming Hai replied in a relaxed tone: "Yes. After all, you look very happy playing with everyone."

His breathing suddenly stagnated, and Ruo Yemu opened his eyes unconsciously. There seemed to be a flash of light in the shadow under his bangs, but no one knew what he was thinking about, and soon it returned to plain silence.

"I have no idea………"

"It's okay, as long as the audience knows." Ming Hai said confidently, "Don't doubt my judgment, I've been watching you in the audience."

"But, I..."

Before Ruoye Mu could continue, Ming Hai interrupted her and said, "I know that the songs of [CryCHIC] are not the heavy metal style you like - but so what? The most important thing is not the style of the music, but the partners who play the songs with you, right? If you really have no feelings for the songs you have practiced, why can you practice them day after day to perfection?"

There were obvious loopholes in his words, and they were not convincing enough or comforting enough.

However, even so, Ruo Yemu still did not speak, but just held the guitar in his small hands, gradually exerting force until the hands lost color.

“So, don’t lower your head when you play—the music score is not an assignment for you to complete, but a ‘word’ that connects you to each other.”

As if seeing her reaction, Ming Hai's voice became much softer, as if he was comforting a child who had made a mistake in a question:

“Let your body take care of the melody, look up at your friends around you… When you realize that you don’t hate this moment, you can enjoy playing happily.”

Ruo Ye Mu remained silent, slowly raised her head, and her eyes met with the other four people who were looking at her.

After a moment, she spoke softly.

"...I will try my best."

The soft and thin lips were tightly pursed, and the face, which was always stiff and calm, seemed to show a more obvious serious expression, with a sense of solemnity and conviction that one was ready to risk everything.

Ming Hai did not confirm whether she really thought so, but just ended the topic with a smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you off the stage."

After a brief pause, he asked tentatively: "And then... is Su Shi here?"

"No." As if she had been waiting for a long time, Nagasaki Suyo showed her long-standing level of responding in seconds, and answered almost immediately after he left, "I don't need encouragement. You can leave the rest of your time to Xiangzi."

"That won't do." Ming Hai's answer was as quick as hers, as if he had long understood what she was thinking, and he said with a half-smile, "Now is the band's exclusive time, Xiangzi does not enjoy any special treatment from his girlfriend, and I will not treat you differently."

"Okay." She rolled up the hair that fell on her chest and answered casually, pretending to be indifferent, "What do you want to say? Unfortunately, we have already adjusted our mindsets just now. Now we are basically not nervous when we go on stage..."

"That's not what I meant to say."

Nagasaki Suyo paused: "Then you..."

"You are my most important friend." His voice was clear and stern, with an unquestionable seriousness. "Even if you have been trying to keep your distance from me during this period... your importance to me will not change at all."

"Well?!"

His fingers trembled violently, as if he was caught off guard by the warm spring water, and his internal organs felt a great shock.

Nagasaki Suyo opened her eyes wide in disbelief, her pupils swaying like water waves, and she subconsciously covered her lips with her hands, her expression twisted as if in pain and joy.