The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"If you want to hide it from outsiders, you must first hide it from your own people, cross the grass"

"There's no publicity at all? You're so confident..."

"Those who deceive Enka's mother are in trouble!"

"Any producer will be brought to justice!"

"And this Monday time is probably to avoid their Sunday show live. He's really meticulous."

"Producer of Admin Genius Player M: I'm not meticulous at all, from top to bottom!"

An extremely eye-catching message flew by, and he even posted a red eye-catching message with the same content.

"I fell into the self-proving trap in just one second, damn."

"A man's bottom line (definite)"

"This bottom line you're talking about...is it thin?"

"Administrator's extremely strong producer: Damn it, watch the live broadcast!"

“…Hehe~”

Accompanied by Enka's chuckle, the live broadcast resumed.

Chapter 19: Tea Party

[Emergency! Emergency Live Broadcast!! Important Notice!!!]——

This simple and direct title has touched the hearts of all fans...

Well, I'm not nervous at all. After all, this guy (referring to Producer X) has no taboos when he's doing things. He's more daring than some talk show hosts. I guess it's another clickbait title.

So they clicked in proudly, directly, and quickly!

Old fans entered the market voluntarily, and passers-by were lured in by the high popularity and strange titles. A world where no one can escape has been created.

"Gentlemen...now is the moment of our life or death!"

The live broadcast was on, but the screen was dark. Only a faint light in the distance could vaguely make out a human figure.

It was like being sucked... no, it was like investing in stocks with a lot of leverage. In the dark room where I was too poor to pay the electricity bill, only the dim light of the camera lens was still flickering.

On the other side of the table, a person, either because the room was too dark or because he looked like a black-boiled egg, sat there, striking Commander Ikari's classic pose.

I even wore glasses today, and the white reflection is quite eye-catching, otherwise I couldn't see clearly at all.

"Hey, is it okay?"

"Toru, Toru-chan, wait, the producer hasn't given the signal yet..."

In the darkness, the sound of two girls talking in low voices could be heard.

"Hehe... the time has come—"

"...When?"

"...Shut up, M, and don't ruin my good thing!"

The man sitting directly opposite the camera opened his arms and was about to make an important speech, but was interrupted by a female voice next to him.

"..."

Although she knew that the M here was the m in Madoka (円香), she still wanted to refute him——

You are the M!

And it’s Old M!!!

"Ahem... the show is about to begin, there should be thunderous applause here—"

"Oh, quack, quack~!"

"Ahaha~ This is the signal, right~?"

A table lamp that looked like a night light at the bedside lit up on the table. Now it looked not like they had no money to pay the electricity bill, but they had no money to change the light bulb...

In the dim light, people could vaguely see the two beautiful girls sitting on the left and right sides of the screen: Enka Koito's mother-daughter pair, Toru and Hina's lively pair...

And Shin Pil-do sitting right in front of the camera... a masked man!?

"Surprised, it's not a hood today."

"There's no weird mask engraved in your DNA. You're not the producer I know. Who are you?"

"Don't put anything in your DNA!"

"Gentlemen, this is a critical moment of life and death—"

"Such a familiar statement... What's your name?"

"Char, it's Char, he must have gotten the producer's teeth into him!"

"The mysterious masked man is a Gundam series tradition, a must-try."

Today, Heishin wasn't wearing his usual black headgear with a gold X embroidered on it, but a white mask that only revealed his mouth and part of the lower half of his face...

No, it's more of a helmet than a mask, and it's a modified version of the UC79 helmet.

"I've been wanting to ask you this for a while now. How on earth do you see things?"

"+1"

"+10086"

"Well... this is a trade secret. Ahem... Gentlemen, there is only one reason why we are holding our first emergency meeting here today, and that is-"

Pingxin deliberately dragged out his words, wondering if he was trying to whet the audience's interest, waiting for someone to pick up the conversation, or both...

"Ahaha~ This cookie is delicious~!"

"Wait, Hina...H-chan, you can't eat now!"

"......"

"M (円香)-chan too, don't just start eating without saying a word!"

From this perspective, apart from Fukumaru Koito, Toru Asakura may be the most obedient child?

...No, it's just that she's blowing the cool breeze and sipping the expensive black tea.

Zero tacit understanding

Commander (Fighting Alone)

"Commander (0 subordinates)"

"...In short, our show... 'Road to Idol' is in a precarious situation!"

Ping Xin slammed the table but didn't pull out a pound of pears. Instead, he immediately returned to his classic thinking expression, with the reflection of his glasses...

No, seriously, how the hell do you see anything?

In short, all kinds of questions and feelings came up at once, the live broadcast room was filled with comments, and Ping Xin in front of the camera was motionless...

Asakura Toru, Higuchi Enka, Ichikawa Hina, and Fukumaru Koito were enjoying themselves, and had no intention of cooperating with his performance. Their relationship had faded.

I should have cooperated with you in your performance, but I turned a blind eye?

"No, no, no, how could it be possible that I'm short of money?..."

After rejecting most of the comments, Ping Xin continued:

"The answer is actually very simple... Mina-san, I feel like I'm in the same situation that every creator goes through at some point... I'm stuck in a hellish, kaven hell!"

"...Hellish and Hellish are repeated, right?"

"That's not the point!"

"Are you stuck? Ruka!"

"The less you live, the funnier it is, and the funnier it is, the more you live... So the less you live, the more you live!?"

"Master of logic, grass"

"So on this Saturday... so the day before the live broadcast, I held this emergency meeting and summoned my four kings - T (Toru), M (Madoka), H (Hinana), C (Coito)."

Following Ping Xin's hand...

Well, the audience only saw four people: one in a daze (this is daily life), one with eyes closed (can't see), one with Baku Baku snacks (eating a lot) and one with a mouth like a hamster (a cute little guy who steals food). Moreover, because of the energy-saving lighting, if they lean back, they can't be seen clearly.

Although this atmosphere, so dim that one cannot see faces and movements, does resemble a meeting of a dark organization, why does it feel like a poverty tea party here?

"Crowdfunding electricity bill (1/999999)"

"What are you eating? Break it off a little bit."

"Just eat a hundred million mouthfuls"

"Based on the principle of strength in numbers, I originally wanted to invite some familiar foreign players... but considering that Miss Qiansheng has been obsessed with the calorie issue, it's hard to bring it up—"

Ping Xin took out a flashlight from his pocket and shone it on a certain place on the table, where a cute stand of five people from Pastel*Palettes was placed.

Holding up Bailu Qiansheng's sign in front of him, Ping Xin hesitated and said, "...I have no objection—"

Well, of course, the voice used is Bailu Qiansheng.

"Well, okay, since the representatives over there have no objections, then there's no problem!"

"No problem (real)"

"My husband is my wife, how could I have such a dream?"

"Shiragi Chisei: Are you there? Please pay the copyright fee!"

"What? You're asking where to buy such great merchandise?... I really can't help it, so I'll just tell you today, despite my own reluctance~"

The first half of the sentence is seamlessly connected with Ping Xin's disguised male voice and the second half of Bai Lu Qian Sheng's tsundere mode. One person has to do two jobs, even doing Qian Sheng's "business" -

As expected, being a producer is a very hard job (laughs)

"Actually, I made this on my own time, so I don't have any plans to sell it for now. That's all~"

"A man of ingenuity and dexterity"

"Femininity is full"

"Cooking, handicrafts, needlework... Oops, my husband has become my wife."

Male ketone collection taste!

Chapter 20: Analysis of Laughter Points

"Producer~ We've finished our snacks, can you bring some more~"

Oh, I haven't eaten anything yet?

"..."

"The producer's silence"

"Eating so quickly"

"There are no friends at the dinner table, only enemies."

"There's really nothing I can do... These are the last two plates left, so eat them sparingly."

Ping Xin waved his hand, and two large plates of snacks with different flavors and shapes floated over from the air.

"Since we are in outer space, it makes sense that things would float over, right?" Ping Xin said while looking at the camera.

"There's a slight possibility that the host is a New Type."

"So the question is, what year is it on Reach now?"

"Joke Analysis...IP Address: Tokyo"

"I'm super, box!"

Ping Xin hid directly under the table, but the white pointed corners of his helmet completely exposed him. When he stuck his head out, the joyful atmosphere in the live broadcast room reached a new level.

"The white radish has grown."

"White radish...it's a Gundam!"