Loneliness and Rock and Roll with Band Observer

The BPM is raised to over 200, and the inner entanglement and depression are vented through almost crazy tapping.

The speed keeps getting faster and faster.

Then it stopped abruptly.

"……never mind."

Ruomai put down the drumsticks again.

Leaving the stool and sitting back at the computer desk, she turned on the monitor screen.

"...Hmm? Any news?"

Normally, new messages were not something to be concerned about. Ruomai often received some strange messages in her mailbox, most of which were advertisements, and some were sent by fans, and occasionally there were some malicious attacks... This was also normal, and she didn't care.

However, this message does not fall into any of the above categories.

"That's interesting..."

After Ruomai finished reading the preview of the email, he opened it.

The sender stated his purpose directly: he hoped that Miao Meng could join the band he was about to form and serve as the drummer.

"……ha?"

Ruomai thought it was a little funny. I am just an ordinary amateur in drumming...

Although she thought so in her heart, she continued reading.

The other party first used rigorous and somewhat conservative words to praise his career as a fashion blogger.

But then he changed the subject.

"... For you, has the current route reached a bottleneck?"

"..."

Ruomai continued reading and finished the entire email.

After pondering for a moment behind her computer desk, she replied.

"I'm a little interested in your plan. How about we meet somewhere and discuss it in detail?"

It's rare to encounter something interesting, Miao Meng thought.

However, compared to the band itself, she was more interested in... finding something to distract herself.

Chapter 18 Progress is going well...

There was an attachment at the end of the email: it seemed to be a project file of a music DEMO and the corresponding music score in PDF format.

"That's quite interesting..."

Ruomai downloaded the attachment with great interest. She couldn't understand the engineering file, but she could understand the music score to some extent.

“Hmm… this is really…”

She pretended to be a connoisseur and pretended to appreciate the music...

…Okay. She admitted that she couldn’t really figure out much.

There is nothing I can do about it, I have never received a proper music education! She thought.

However, there was at least one thing she could see.

Although she was basically only at the level of "more or less understanding" the musical notation, she could still see that the arrangement, connection and transition of the notes were all well-organized.

In other words, this is not something made up, but at least it is a serious original song.

"In other words, the other party is at least a person with some creative ability," Ruo Mai thought.

However, this method of recruiting candidates by sending emails to people is really somewhat suspicious.

Moreover, according to what this person said in the email, she was impressed by my talent in drumming and also took into account my achievements as a video blogger. Only after comprehensive consideration did she consider me as a candidate.

Putting aside how she knew I had “talent in drums”…is there really a relationship between a video blogger and a band?

Ah, wait, it seems like there is a connection...

Ruomai showed a subtle smile.

It seems that they are not the kind of boring guys who are obsessed with pursuing "pure music", but have taken the communication effects into consideration since the beginning of the band.

She probably wants to form an "eye-catching" band, so she needs a drummer like me with a somewhat weird positioning?

Thinking of this, Ruomai suddenly felt enlightened.

Now that I have roughly guessed the other party's motives, I can carefully consider the subsequent plans, she thought happily.

The other side needed my talents as a blogger and a drummer.

So, what do I need from the other party?

Ruomai fell into deep thought.

Maybe the sender of the email got at least one thing right.

Ruomai does feel that the current development path has reached a certain bottleneck.

The number of fans is increasing at a slower and slower rate, and the monetization data is gradually showing signs of fatigue.

Although the overall balance is generally maintained, in the Internet age, slow growth means failure; as for stagnation, that is even more terrifying!

Ruomai is very satisfied with her current comfortable and decent life, but she is also very clear that all this is based on her current income as a blogger.

If something goes wrong in this regard... the consequences would be quite disastrous!

If I can really achieve some results in this new track of "band", then at least it will be an extra insurance for myself.

As for if this plan fails...it doesn't matter if it fails! They just let me exit, not let me invest!

After thinking about it like this, Ruomai finally sorted out his thoughts in general.

Therefore, she temporarily agreed to the invitation of the sender of the email and decided to at least give her a chance to talk face to face and find out the other party's background.

The other person was a complete stranger whose background she had no idea about, but what did it matter? Wouldn't she naturally know the details after chatting with him?

Just as Ruomai was thinking about these questions, the other party responded again.

"So fast?" Ruomai quickly opened the message interface.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"……Excuse me."

Toyokawa Shoko took out her cell phone and apologized to the other three people.

"The drummer I invited before seemed to have received my email and responded to my invitation. Now I have to reply as well."

She said, quickly tapping the screen to send her reply.

"Congratulations," Akie said, "So now the only person left to choose for the band is the bassist, right?"

"She just said she was willing to talk to me in detail, but she hasn't formally agreed yet." Xiangzi shook his head.

"At least there is progress, right?" Chu Hua said with a smile.

While they were talking, Xiangzi was also reporting his actions: "...I made an appointment to meet her at the hotel restaurant."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly added: "By the way, there is something I need to ask for your opinion, Chuhua."

Before Chuhua asked what that matter was, Xiangzi spoke seriously: "Although the matter of the agency has not been finalized yet, in order to convince her to join, I may mention your name when introducing her. Do you have any objection to me doing this?"

"Of course not!" Chu Hua shook his head violently, "I'm very happy to be able to help Xiao Xiang..."

After saying this, there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible loss in her eyes.

“…Is it necessary to be so formal?”

"I think it's better to ask the other party's opinion in advance for things like this, right?" Xiangzi said uncertainly.

She did think so. But Chu Hua looked unhappy, which made her think whether her idea was appropriate.

"Strictly speaking, it's better to ask the other party's opinion." Akie commented.

After saying that, she immediately followed up with a question: "So, Xiangzi is planning to use the fame of Hatsuka and Wakaba as a bargaining chip to attract members?"

"That's indeed my plan." Xiangzi nodded calmly, "I don't have many resources, so I must make the best use of them."

"Xiaoxiang..." Chuhua exclaimed in surprise.

The Toyokawa Shoko in front of her was far from the cheerful, confident and slightly naive person she remembered.

At this moment, Xiangzi carried a kind of strange melancholy and determination. This gray temperament was intertwined with her inherent generosity and frankness in some indescribable form, and finally formed something...something that Chuhua was completely unfamiliar with.

However, Togawa Akee seemed to have known about Shoko's attitude for a long time, and continued speaking without any hesitation.

"The agency can also adopt a similar approach," she commented. "Although music itself is important, it may not be enough. As the core of Sumimi, if Chuhua shows a strong desire to cooperate with Xiangzi, perhaps the agency will have more room for consideration."

"Of course, the premise is that Chuhua is willing to do so."

"...I'll give it a try."

Chu Hua nodded calmly.

All in all, the discussion on the formation of the band seems to be going very smoothly...

Chapter 19...Not going well

“…Is it already that late?”

Looking at the time displayed on the computer screen, Togawa Akeie realized belatedly that it was already past one in the morning.

She hadn't slept so late in a long time. Before, even if she didn't notice, Miao Meng would come and remind her to go to bed early.

But today, for some reason, Miao Meng had been playing drums in the studio until very late, and then went to bed with sleepy eyes before ten o'clock.

So, no one was responsible for reminding Qiu Hui to rest early, and today's task had not made any progress... so it had been delayed until now without anyone noticing.

"This is really difficult." Qiu Hui sighed, stopped typing, and shook her wrists which had become sore from maintaining the typing posture for a long time.

The afternoon was spent discussing the formation of a band with Xiangzi and others.

It's called a discussion, but there's actually no occasion for me to express my opinion, Qiu Hui thought.

If Xiangzi hadn't insisted on her presence, she would not have had much desire to participate.

But thinking back, if I hadn’t discussed the band topic with Xiangzi…

"...Then I'll have to spend all my free time thinking about the third volume, right?"

Qiu Hui let out a silent sigh.

If that's the case...it would be really tiring.

It would be better to go and have a meeting with classmate Xiangzi to clear your mind for a while.

Yes. If she did nothing, Akie would think that she was neglecting her duties and slacking off; but with Toyokawa Shoko's "name", her lazy behavior seemed to have some kind of inexplicable legitimacy.

This self-deceiving formalistic trick made Qiu Hui herself burst out laughing.

What on earth am I doing, she thought.

Let’s get back to the novel.

As of now, the first draft of the second volume has been sent to the editor for review...it can be said that it has passed the editor's review.

The emotional entanglement between the protagonist and the various characters has reached the point of being on the verge of breaking out after a brief explanation in the first volume and the foreshadowing in the second volume.

For this, the editor even gave it a very high evaluation: "I am looking forward to the development of the third volume."

But...the problem lies in this "quite high evaluation".

The arrow was on the string, the finger was on the trigger, the cigarette was lit next to the gunpowder barrel, and the situation became explosive...

But Qiu Hui didn't know how to continue writing.

Yes. In layman's terms, she is stuck.

It is said that many people, when dreaming about a certain subject, will suddenly wake up at the moment when the war is about to start and the main show is about to begin, and realize that everything is ultimately a dream, leaving behind countless confusion and emptiness.

This symptom is sometimes attributed to "lack of rendering material", that is, the lack of real experience will make the dreamer literally "unable to think about" how the next plot will develop, so the ongoing dream can only be forcibly terminated.