Classic soul swap, but a musical

The boy's image immediately won people's favor. He wore a suitable and dashing beige casual suit, had an upright posture, and was enhanced by Xiangzi's white moonlight succubus and the elegant habits he developed from being possessed by Mu for a long time.

All these things combined in one body instantly attracted a lot of people's attention.

For a performer, appearance is also very important.

Anyone who is good-looking and can sell tickets and albums based on appearance alone will definitely print their face and handsome figure on the album cover.

If it doesn’t look good, take a side profile shot.

If you look too ugly, you can also shoot your back against the light. In short, try to make the photo look as good as possible.

In this regard, Mu's marketing is sufficient, and this is also what Mori Minami arranged for her.

The fifteen-year-old beautiful girl is a talented musician. Each of these details alone is enough to launch a marketing campaign.

What's more, she is the daughter of famous actress Minami Mori and well-known comedian Wakaba.

If Aragaki Ai also follows this path, she will undoubtedly be photographed with her face facing forward, and she can make a living with her looks. She doesn't need to be very good at playing the piano, as she will have fans who will play it for her.

However, if you want to reach the top, go global, and become a world-class performer, you need more strength.

Even if Aragaki Ai wants to take the former path, the teacher will most likely not agree. Instead, the latter path can be supplemented by the former.

By then, the album cover will definitely be a frontal shot, and I can even use a frontal shot, a full-body shot, and a back shot like Mujica, without being stingy at all.

The boy sat on the piano bench with his fingers on the keys. At this moment, many people chose to take pictures.

The music began to flow.

Meanwhile, at Yuze Cafe.

The music just progresses to the third movement, and the third movement of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata in B-flat minor is also called the funeral.

What kind of funeral is it?

Recently, after disbanding crychic and returning to a leisurely life, Lixi found something to do, which is to learn arranging music.

Like Xiangzi, she also recognized the song and shifted her gaze back to the blue-haired girl across from her.

"After that day, I went looking for the lamp."

"Ah."

"You didn't lie." Li Xi became irritable and kept tapping the outer wall of the cup with his fingers.

It was because she did not lie and did not actually abandon the lamp that she was willing to come here today.

At the same time, she also learned from Hailing that the person who founded Ave mujica was not Xiangzi, but a teenager of the same age as them.

She knew that she was too impulsive and could not take back what she said that day. Her willingness to come and meet Xiangzi was actually a sign of surrendering her head.

"What happened to you? If you don't want to talk about it, then it has nothing to do with me. I just want to ask one thing. You didn't quit crychic just to join Ave Mujica, right?"

"Well, no, it was my personal problem. I couldn't continue with crychic anymore, and joining Ave mujica was invited by another person after crychic."

Saying this feels a bit like shirking responsibility.

But aren't we accomplices?

Love.

Xiangzi thought that he had learned bad things from him, otherwise he would definitely not use such an expression.

This statement was consistent with the information Li Xi had received. She lowered her head slightly but did not admit her mistake.

"It's my treat today."

"fine."

"crychic, you can't go back, right?"

The third movement is about to pass, like a crychic funeral.

Li Xi didn't have any questions in his mind, but he was asking about Deng and Su Shi.

Xiangzi turned her head, and as the sunlight moved, she was completely shrouded in shadow. Her expression became indifferent and a little sad.

"Ah."

"......"

At the same time, the competition scene.

Everyone was listening to the young man's performance, and many people noticed that there was a small problem at the beginning of the second movement, but the merits outweighed the flaws. Overall, he performed the piece very well.

Several judges showed expressions of great satisfaction, especially the funeral in the third movement, which was so touching.

But, has a fifteen-year-old boy ever experienced such a dark and sad funeral?

Volume 1: Chapter 183: Men

A funeral march moved the audience present. Many people's eyes turned slightly red, and a few people seemed to empathize and cried out loud.

It’s not that his playing is so touching or emotional, but they know that with Aragaki Ai ahead of them, they will probably drop a place.

From the moment he came on stage, from the moment he pressed the first chord with his fingers, to the moment he played the entire song.

This stage was destined to be built for him.

No one played better than him before, and the ones who came after him used him as a benchmark. The judges would subconsciously compare their subsequent performances with Aragaki Ai.

As long as there is something unsatisfactory, the score will be lowered, so that the later scores will be worse than the previous ones.

The performance is over.

The boy left the piano, his breathing became a little disordered, and walked to the front of the stage, bowing and saluting the audience.

The audience was generous in their applause and expressed their recognition for the young performers.

He walked off the stage and asked the teacher.

"Is it okay?"

"It's far from it. I made several mistakes. And the second movement has some details wrong."

Yaozi put one hand on his waist and pressed him with his mouth, but the smile on his face was not fake.

"Go back and practice hard for me."

"is teacher."

There is nothing left for Ai Aragaki to do next. If you don’t care about the results, you can just leave.

"Don't leave yet. Wait a minute, when the results come out, I'll take you to the office."

"it is good."

He looked at his teacher, ran off to be complacent with the others, and found a place to sit down by himself. There were people who wanted to come up and chat with him, but they were all scared off by his cold attitude.

I'm still worried about Xiangzi.

Ai Aragaki sat alone in the corner, took out her cell phone, looked at the dialog box with Xiangzi, thought for a while, and still didn't send a message, ready to believe Xiangzi.

She'll definitely be able to handle it.

He took advantage of this time to sit in the corner, open the game, and look at the product bar and task bar.

First, there is the task bar, which is still Xiao Gudu’s task of making friends and the task of stabilizing stage performances, and the points are not many.

Next are Xiangzi’s two tasks, which are related to money. They can be solved naturally as long as he waits for the first stage to end and starts selling albums.

The problem is that in the second task, the interpersonal relationship whose font turned red still did not improve.

Aragaki loves to be in a daze.

I don’t know when, but when I came to my senses, the red color in front of my eyes was slowly fading away.

He could not hide the excitement in his expression, knowing in his heart that Xiangzi had succeeded and temporarily survived the crisis.

Meanwhile, at Yuze Cafe.

The piano music had been changed, and the two girls facing each other went to pay the bill together. Lixi insisted that she pay, and Xiangzi couldn't persuade her.

This is also her unique apology.

After figuring out what happened, Li Xi would not admit his mistake directly, but would only find other opportunities to apologize.

The two of them left the cafe side by side. The first time they met Li Xi was at the door of Yuze Cafe.

At that time, she was wearing headphones and sitting quietly in a row of chairs at the entrance of Yuze Cafe, waiting for them.

How could it become like this in just two months?

Xiangzi turned his head to look at the girl with long black hair and murmured her name.

"Lixi..."

"what?"

"Let's go out and play together if we have the chance." After saying this, she walked to the other side, said goodbye to Li Xi who looked confused, and turned and left.

The wind blowing towards me was very warm, summer had really arrived. Lixi sat down on the chair in Yuze Cafe again. Crychic started here and ended here.

Today is crychic's funeral.

She looked up at the same blue sky as before, but the smell, the sunlight, and the flowers were all completely different.

Xiangzi, who was leaving, also felt uncomfortable, as if he was saying goodbye to something important.

She walked down the street and sent messages to Ai Aragaki.

"I explained it clearly."

"Ok, I know."

He saw the red color fade away, closed the taskbar, and talked to Xiangzi about the afternoon time. They agreed to meet at two o'clock and then stopped talking.

Not long after, the teacher handed Aragaki Ai a stack of white paper with printed forms on it.

"The results are out."

"First?"

"look by youself."

Just by looking at the teacher's energetic look, we know that it won't be too bad, and the first place should be a sure thing.

Ai Aragaki took the list and looked at the first name, and it was indeed his name.

"Then let's go back?"

"Okay, I'll give you a ride." Yoko flicked the car keys and drove Aragaki Ai back to the office.

After he returned, he prepared new songs for the afternoon.

I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. It’s almost the end of June and mujica has already released their fourth song.

At the end of June, he suddenly remembered that Chuhua’s birthday was almost here, and if he remembered correctly, it was the 28th.

Isn't that today?

Chuhua himself didn't say it, so apart from him, Xiangzi should be the only one who knew about it.

Buy a gift.

It would probably be too late to ask her if she was free for lunch now, but she would be free for dinner.

After thinking about it, it would be better to call Xiangzi so that he would appear to have no other thoughts.

There was a small group of three people, so he asked directly.

"Chuhua, are you free tonight?"

"..."

Staring at the question on the screen, Xiangzi frowned slightly, his face not looking good, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After a while, Chuhua also saw it.

Her finger paused above the screen, and she hesitated for a moment before replying.