Classic soul swap, but a musical

Ai Aragaki was present during the filming, and she didn't expect the finished film to be even better than she had imagined.

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"Hmm? Does this guy look familiar?"

"Really? This person seems to be an internet celebrity?"

"Amoris? That name?"

"Is that the beauty blogger? I remember her. I'll go look for her. Because of the change in makeup style and the mask, I didn't recognize her at first."

"Ah! Yes, yes."

"What position does she play? Drummer?"

"..."

Miao Meng's photos are used for promotion, and she appears in advertisements related to Mujica.

However, there is no mention of Meow Dream, all the names are Amoris.

Aragaki Ai looked at it for a while, then went to Miao Meng's account and found that his identity had been confirmed.

It seems the publicity is pretty good.

Even if the fans can't recognize it, the publicity department will make sure they can.

When we were casting from the very beginning, we didn't plan to hide the identity, so how could a mask really hide the identity?

Besides, commercial bands originally intended to use the popularity of a few people to carry out initial commercial monetization.

Ai Aragaki checked the number of views again and found that it had exceeded 20,000. She turned off her phone, yawned, and prepared to go back to sleep. She would have some free time tomorrow as Mujica had no rehearsal and very little work.

He lay down again and went to sleep.

The next day, I went for a run in the early morning and went to school during the day. The discussion about him had not stopped yet. I guess in a day or two, it would have nothing to do with him anymore.

As students, they get excited about discussing things quickly and end it quickly.

Unfortunately, Aragaki Ai didn't think of another thing.

After school, he packed up his things, again rejected the invitation from the music club, and prepared to go to the office.

Before he reached the school gate, he saw a commotion. Thinking it had nothing to do with him, he just walked around it.

The weather was fine and the light was shining on the ground.

A girl with long light green hair was standing at the school gate. Some students were looking at her from afar. A few brave girls tried to approach her, while the boys were driven aside by the girls.

"So cute, even cuter than on TV. Looks so tiny."

“Can you take a video with me?”

"It's Wakaba Mu as expected."

"Are you here to wait for someone?"

"......"

Even without relying on his parents' fame, Xiao Mu is now popular among the crowd.

There is no celebrity awareness.

Looking at the little Mutou who was surrounded by girls and was at a loss, Aragaki Ai sighed, walked forward and stretched out her hand.

At that moment, the girl's eyes were dyed with the same color as the sun, and she grabbed his fingers.

"Sorry, she's waiting for me."

After saying that, the boy pulled her through the school gate, his steps quickly passing the crowd, leaving his classmates stunned.

"It's Wakaba Mu, right?"

"It seems that he is indeed waiting for someone."

"That person is Aragaki?"

"Aragaki? The famous one?"

"I heard that another first-year student recently gave him a lot of love letters, but he hasn't replied to a single one."

"It's normal not to reply, right?"

"If I were Ruo Yemu, I wouldn't reply either."

"......"

The discussion among the boys in the distance seemed to have completely ignited the emotions here. After all, how could girls, especially those who were fifteen or sixteen years old, not compare with each other?

Before Ai Aragaki appeared, no one took Mutsuki Wakaba as a comparison target, because she was the eldest daughter of Tsuki no Mori. But now, the boy who never said a word in school directly abducted Mutsuki Wakaba.

Now, there is a comparison.

The boys were just envious and discussing how he did it, but the girls had different thoughts.

And Aragaki Ai, who escaped, understood that this matter would not stop for a day or two.

A little troublesome.

When they reached a deserted street, he held the girl's hand, interlocked their fingers, and rubbed her skin with his thumb.

"How did you come?"

"The teacher said we have class together today, and I thought I'd come to see you. Let's go together." Mu whispered, "Have I caused any trouble for Ai?"

"No, they are just small things."

Ai Aragaki just felt it was a bit troublesome and she probably only had half a year left in this school.

He would probably choose another high school, one that is closer to his office and apartment.

"By the way, don't forget about rehearsal tomorrow."

"Ah."

Ai Aragaki took Mu's car and went to the office with her. With the driver in front, he couldn't do anything.

After getting off the car, the two went to the piano room.

The female pianist had been waiting for them for a long time, waving at them with an impatient look on her face.

"Come in quickly."

"Ah."

Ai Aragaki pulled Mutsu Wakaba to sit down and watched the female pianist take out the projector.

"A videotape has been sent over. Today I will help you check Aragaki's mistakes. He made so many mistakes in the song "Farewell to You" and he even had the nerve to play three movements in a row.

We must correct everything today. Mu, you can't make the same mistake again. Aragaki, you must write it down and correct all the problems."

She paused. “If you can correct all the mistakes, polish the details of the second movement, and perfect the overall third movement, this piece will become your signature.”

"Yes." Aragaki nodded.

Looking at her student's performance, the female pianist felt that she should put more pressure on her student to play better.

"I've signed you up for some small competitions. You'll have to go every month from now on."

"Yes." Aragaki Ai felt that it was not difficult, just one song a month.

"I will give this video to my foreign friends. Is that okay with you?" she added.

"sure."

"That's good."

For the next two hours, the female pianist picked out all of Aragaki Ai's problems.

Another three hours were spent correcting errors, polishing details, and improving completeness.

Five hours later, the class was over.

After receiving the order report, Mori Minami shook her head and recalled the boy that day.

Is Aragaki Ai's piano talent so much better than Mu's? She volunteered to give him lessons for free, bought him clothes, and took him to competitions.

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Volume 1: Chapter 121 Live

The piano lesson ended at eight o'clock in the evening.

The female pianist left without saying anything more and said she would continue tomorrow.

He was the only one left in the room.

Under high-intensity training, even if the air conditioning is very cold, sweat still wets the collar of the clothes.

After watching his teacher leave, he twisted his body half a circle and lay on the piano bench, but it could only accommodate half of his body, and his legs had to support part of the weight.

Sitting for too long, not cool at all.

His breathing was heavy. He unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. The collar was wet with sweat and felt quite uncomfortable. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling. The melody he had just played seemed not to have ended yet.

Those sounds echoed in my ears over and over again, so that I didn't hear the sound of the little leather shoes hitting the wooden floor. When I reacted, Mu's cute face appeared above my head.

Mu stood aside and looked at him, sweat flowing down his face, as if he was very hot.

She reached out and crossed his body, leaving a shadow. Her shirt was lifted up, almost touching his cheek, with a light fragrance.

Coming to her senses, she stood up straight again.

The girl held the music score and waved it up and down like a fan, bringing out a cool breeze.

"Well......"

"Thank you."

He tilted his head slightly, just enough to see the area under the skirt, where there was a gap between the white over-the-knee socks, revealing his fair, slender thighs.

"Isn't it hot?"

"Hmm?" Mu tilted his head.

"Will it be hot to wear over-the-knee socks? It's almost June." Aragaki Ai stood up and faced her. Under the influence of gravity, her collar drooped to both sides, revealing her collarbone.

"Don't you like it?"

"I like it, but I hope Mu can be more comfortable."

He took the opportunity to hug Xiao Mu, and if his cheeks and neck were not sweaty, it would feel like he was rubbing her.

On weekdays, he is always taller.

This feeling of looking down on love is wonderful.

Mu lowered his head and looked him in the eye: "Love it, I'm not hot."

"You can choose something thinner. Besides, I also like the little white socks with lace, the kind that Mu originally wore. I like them all."

Ai Aragaki could probably guess why Mu always wore pantyhose and white over-the-knee socks, because of the effect he had on her when he used Mu's body.

But the weather is different.

It will be hot in June.

If he changes the way he says it, Xiao Mutou will change.

"Yeah." She wrote it down carefully.

"Let's go, I'll take you home. You should rest early today. Your schedule will be very full tomorrow." Aragaki Ai took her hand, put down the music score, and walked with her.

Mu was somewhat unhappy.

They said they were together for more than five hours, but in fact, he was just playing the piano the whole time and didn't say a few words.

Riding in the elevator, I feel the warmth from my palms, and the numbers get smaller little by little.

There was a hint of loss in Mu's eyes. She held his hand and didn't want to let go.