The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

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"...Hasn't this already begun?"

After Ms. Marina at the front desk handed them the drinks and specifically reminded them not to spill them on the equipment, Enka and Koito walked back with two drinks each.

"Eh, but who is this? It's the voice of a girl I don't know... Nobu-chan!?"

A few minutes later, the two returned to the practice room and saw Hiraishin who had obviously given up struggling and started to move directly. Next to him was Hina who was recording the video while laughing, and Toru who asked her to have a private copy later.

The two people standing at the door didn't know what to do, so they closed the door first. After thinking about it, they decided to let Hinana post this video in the chat group.

"Okay, that's it, アイシテ (Love me)... Can you let me go now?"

I always feel that this line gives people the feeling of being forcibly abducted by a man, and just now someone was forced to sing and play the guitar by himself, and even Hinana left a precious "certificate". To be honest, if Enka was alone now, she might laugh to the ground.

"Eh...but why is it a female voice?"

Although it was hilarious, it was only after he finished laughing that Toru Asakura remembered to ask this question. You only asked him to sing a song, so why did you use a female voice?

"Eh? Singing this kind of song with my natural voice is a death sentence... I have to be mindful of my image, too."

Male vocals can't sing sweet songs, so they use falsetto? What a logical genius!

"Okay...but if this song is to be sung with feeling, doesn't it have to be a female voice? Since I can do it and do it well, then I will try my best, that's all...don't laugh!"

"Eh...but...well, so that's the reason. I just felt that way."

After witnessing Hirayukobu's precious moment of breaking down, Tohru quickly calmed down. After all, if it were anyone else, she wouldn't necessarily laugh, and might even find it disgusting, but on him, it always seemed... cute?

"Well... let's just sing one song anyway—"

Toru put an end to this topic.

After putting the drink aside to a safer place, Enka asked, "Is it you who's going to do it this time?"

This is a rare opportunity to chase and beat him, and Higuchi Enka will not let it go.

"..."

Ping Xin refused to answer the question and just pretended to look around at the scenery (crossed out)... and adjust the instrument.

The offense and defense have been reversed for these two people.

"Well, let's sing this song... together?"

Toru Asakura invited Hirayuki to form a team.

"Hey~ Hina, I want to sing with Toru-senpai and Hirashin too!"

Yaha?~ But it would be more interesting and better if it was sung by a female voice~

"Hmm... after this, with Hina--"

Chapter 4000 Photography & Special Issue Booking ()

"Ah~? It's a regular letter~~~!"

Although meeting at this time near the pre-arranged location was not a big coincidence, Ichikawa Hina still ran over and greeted her with a smile, but was ignored by Hualili, and even her outstretched hand was avoided as if by coincidence.

"Ah, it's Hina... Sorry, I was just thinking about something, what's wrong?" After the body avoided the "attack", it automatically looked in the direction of the person who came. Only then did Pingxin touch his head embarrassedly and said.

"Eh~ Such a cold reaction..."

You can see her drooping face and deliberately pouting lips; you can feel her body temperature and even smell the changes in her pheromones and other "smells"; of course, there is also the "emotional color" perceived from the perspective of your ability... and so on.

Just through his perspective, you can find that Ping Xin's world seems to be a little too "colorful" recently. Whether you want to see it or not, it all comes out at once, making people frown.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something just now, so I didn't notice."

But there are some things that cannot be said when calling a "friend", so Pingxin just laughed it off and found the most reasonable reason.

"But isn't this dangerous? It's not good at all!"

Although her expression was still downcast, unlike Hina's, it had warmed up a bit. Compared to the emotionless traffic, tall buildings, and cold passersby around her, it was still much more comforting.

"And he has to think about things while walking, how pitiful~~~..."

"Goo-"

I always feel that although this child always speaks his true thoughts and is often right, isn’t there a saying that goes “Lies hurt no one, the truth is the sharpest knife”?

It is obvious that he is superior to the other party in terms of wealth, ability, power and status, but they are completely incomparable in terms of happiness. Ping Xin was completely defeated this time.

"...Does Ping Xin ever have a break?"

"...I'm still taking a break."

Okay, second cut.

To be honest, he really hasn't slept much recently, because even after working all day, his body is still full of energy when he lies on the bed. He can only barely maintain sleep by dozing like a cat.

But even though his body has evolved, his spirit seems to be a step behind. He just doesn't know whether he will be waiting for the next train or the end of his own life... He has always been so pessimistic.

"But! Hina (I) have been thinking about you while walking lately~?"

"...Well, I was just thinking about today's work and how to train you, Hina, from now on."

"Really?! I was wondering if I was the only one thinking about Hiranobu... I'm so happy!"

As Hina returned to her usual smiling self, with even her large light brown eyes completely narrowed, Hirashin's expression and mood gradually improved...crazily improved!

But this girl seems to be a little too talkative. I used to think she was the kind of woman who was unmanageable, willful, and troublesome, but now it seems that she is simply a ray of light in my boring work!!!

"Okay, let's try to finish work early today, and then we can do something interesting together!"

"Ahaha~ Let's spend today happily and joyfully together~?!"

After the two of them excitedly got into the car, today's work officially began.

"But it's dangerous to think while walking. Hina, please don't do that again, okay~?"

Although it feels great to be missed by others, in Ping Xin's heart, their safety is the most important.

"Eh~ Apparently Ping Xin is thinking about it himself?"

"...Because I have a passive skill that gives me 100% avoidance, Hina must have tried to reach out and touch me, but I subconsciously dodged her, right?"

He stretched out his right index finger and thumb and made a √ sign at his chin. Although he couldn't twist his mouth to show off because of the mask, he could still add some drama manually.

"To be honest... hehehe—I'm the God of Dodgeball. I've never lost a single match. Not to mention people, I can even dodge out-of-control cars and even flying bullets!"

"Ah ha~? That's amazing!" Hina laughed while eating snacks.

"And you have to call me the producer when you wear this... remember?"

Heishin pointed at his mask, and then a curious Hina touched and tugged at it. It wasn't a gangster's standard hood or transparent stockings, so how could he see outside through this material?

Speaking of which, you guys in bands and idols actually use your real names... At least I definitely wouldn't dare. So all I can do is try my best to protect you, Hina—

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"Hina, good job... This position, this feeling, is really great~!"

The photographer kept changing angles, squatting, standing, and sometimes even lying on the ground or on his side. If it were a public place, he would probably catch the right person...even though she was a woman.

"Really? Ahaha, is the producer watching?"

"Okay, I'm here, I'm here... I've been watching over Hina carefully, okay?"

Today's job is a fashion shoot, or rather, the work I've been getting and the work I've been assigned to are basically the same. Modeling for fashion magazines is a job many new idols have done, and it's a great way to build popularity.

No matter what style of idol you are, popularity is a very important point. Without popularity, there is no work, and without work, there is no popularity. To avoid this vicious cycle, you must take more orders.

Normally there would be five or six people watching, and the studio was usually filled with all kinds of equipment and props. But today, apart from the model, the photographer and producer X, there was no one else there.

Therefore, Hirashin also took on the job of lighting, helping with the set, and carrying. Although it was indeed boring just to watch, he would also feel happy when he saw Hina happy. He is truly a complex yet simple man.

"Ah... a great harvest~ a great harvest~~"

The female photographer was currently looking at photos on her computer screen. Although she was often disliked by some cosplayers, idols, singers, and other professionals who prioritized appearances for their subjects because she didn't Photoshop them, her judgment of people, clothing choices, and photography skills were impeccable.

Moreover, she has also made a name for herself in the circle because of her excellent professional skills and unique "style"——

Watching high-resolution photos is just for fun, to see the real beauty, you have to look at the third eye, only the really beautiful ones are truly beautiful!

"If Miss Haomei likes it, that would be great... I also have photos of the other three children in the group. If you have time, would you be able to take a look?"

Ping Xin took out three photos from the inside of his pocket mysteriously, just like the weird uncle who used to hang around the school with a bunch of CDs in his pocket. It turned out that to greet a weirdo, one had to use unconventional methods.

Seeing him like this, Miss Haomei couldn't help but rub her hands like a fly. Perhaps her disgusting, otaku-like expression of licking her lips was one of the reasons why she was disliked...

To be honest, Ping Xin now wants to stuff the photo back -

"I can guarantee that even though these are just regular promotional photos, their styles and personalities will definitely attract you... But it seems like there are other more reliable seniors in our company... What should I do, Miss Haomei?"

By the way, the reason why she is called "Miss Haomei" is not because this photographer with freckles on her face, two pigtails, and a baseball cap even indoors is so beautiful, but because her name is Tianmu Haomei.

Haomei is so anxious now, just like Virgil who saw Pava, Umamu who saw Tolerna Carrot, and Kanmusu who saw the Commander. Her breathing is rapid and her face is flushed. It's just like—

"...I really don't want to introduce you to it now."

Ping Xin put the photo back in his pocket. He felt that if he kept in contact with such weirdos, the negative impact on these underage girls would be immeasurable...

But it seems like there aren't many normal people in the company? With so many weirdos, even if they're more capable, many people still choose the more convenient and easy-to-communicate photographer. By the way, is anyone free lately?

Tianmu Haomei, who was slammed for releasing a photo of a famous cosplayer with a "War Thunder" body, was a victim of criticism. There were many people who could have saved her in such a situation, but this was probably the only company that not only came forward to resolve the situation but also hired her for their own use, even making her their permanent photographer.

That’s right, this weirdo is actually affiliated with a subsidiary company of Hengxin!

"Wait, just let me take a look, I won't do anything!"

If you can't do anything, just let me go! You really are obsessed with yourself!!!

"Special Edition—"

"...What?"

The beautiful lady who was about to use her fake crying skill and wipe her tears with her ordinary pants tilted her head.

"As long as you agree to do a special issue for these four people... Then, whether it takes up a large portion of the magazine or a whole issue dedicated to them, I'll let you take as many photos as you want."

"this......"

Tianmu Haomei hesitated. Although her appetite was indeed piqued, her current employer had been indebted to her after all, and could be considered the adoptive parents who had saved her career as a photographer.

If it weren't for Hengxin, she would have to go home and inherit the family property with tears in her eyes, then marry the son of a big company, and finally live in a big mansion every day and lead a boring housewife life...even let the maid do all the work.

Moreover, she has been in the industry for so many years, traveling all over the country... In short, she has been working hard in Tokyo for so many years, from top stars to underground idols, what kind of beauties has she not seen?

“…Please let me take her photo!!!”

If she just thought Koito was cute when she saw her photo, and thought maybe it wouldn't be bad to go home and become a wealthy wife and raise ten or eight children, and if she suddenly thought girls were nice when she saw Enka's photo, actually, she liked the rougher, cooler type...

But the moment she saw the transparent photo, she suddenly thought that returning home to inherit the family property and then supporting her was her life goal. She couldn't even remember her adoptive father Heng Xin.

A girl was born in this world, how can she be depressed and live under others for a long time? ?

Then I saw her hand holding the photo trembling slightly, then she slid down and hugged Ping Xin's thighs directly, and this time she refused to let go no matter what!

"I didn't say you can't take pictures! Let me go... Waaaaaa, stop drooling on me, or I'll really leave!?"

"Ahaha~ I don't know why, but you two seem so happy~?"

I'm not happy!

Ping Xin finally shook off this sticky candy after a long time, and after setting the time for the other three people to take photos, as well as the time for the group photo, he left in a hurry.

"I'll discuss the matter of publishing a special issue with your supervisor. Miss Haomei, you just need to apply normally, and the company will prepare the necessary equipment, venue, and manpower for the photography... Super, let go!"

Anyway, after all this and that, Hiranobu took Hina away from there.

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