Go Through The War To Become A New Spirit

Tiangong City on the weekend, an idol office.

A man in a suit and uniform is talking to a young girl in an idol costume, surrounded by many other girls who are also wearing idol costumes.

The girl she was talking to had beautiful lilac hair and silver pupils, and her amazing face was no match for even the expensive custom idol costume.

"Mijiu, this is the fan data report of 'Yoyo Tsukino' during this time... You've got to work harder, and if you keep going like this, you're just..."

I see, Mr. Sakamoto.

The man saw Miku's unwavering demeanor, and knew that his earnest words didn't have any effect.

"Ugh... Okay... You can do it yourself, let's go. The

man sighed, waved his hand, and the girl bowed, then went to the dressing room to change her clothes, and left the office.

After Mijiu left, the girls who stayed in the office also started talking for a while, sympathizing with her experience and mocking her behavior.

......

"There are fewer and fewer fans..."Mijiu

wore a slightly exaggerated mask and walked slowly on the way home, talking to herself.

She flipped out her phone and saw the miasma under her account, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, and felt sad in her heart, so she turned off her phone fiercely.

I need to finish my studies, and at the same time, I need to do a good job as an idol.

I'm really tired... If only there was someone who could really understand me.

Once, I thought that there was a person who could understand me, and that person could be said to be her earliest fan, and she followed herself on her mobile phone account shortly after her debut.

At that time, she had just finished singing her debut song, and the account "Yoyo Tsukino" had just been successfully applied, and the company had not yet promoted it, but she didn't know how to find this account and follow it.

At the same time, she will also send a fan letter to her home every month.

I don't know how it got to my home.

At first, my parents were a little strange, but over time they got used to it.

It's not uncommon to send fan letters, I once received more than 10 letters from the same fan in one day!

The content of the letters is also quite repetitive, and basically every content is "I like you, I like you, I like you..."

But her letter was different from the others.

Compared with other people's fans, her letter is not a fanatical expression of her love for herself, but some trivial things in her own life, which is meaningful and gives people a sense of relaxation while mixing some appreciation of her new concert songs.

Because of this, I wrote a reply more seriously than other fans, and at the same time wrote my recent feelings and feelings on it, which is equivalent to telling.

She feels less like a fan to herself, more like a cordial friend.

And her letters are sent at the end of each month, quite regularly.

But in recent months, she has not sent a single letter.

Did something happen to her? Or did she believe the rumors and no longer like herself?

Although she wanted to write to the past, she eventually gave up.

She wanted the former, but she didn't want the former.

Thinking of this, Mijiu couldn't help but feel some pain in her heart.

She's not my friend after all, just one of many fans, and there's a slim chance that she's not one of those who turns her back.

She couldn't understand me.

My parents could understand my difficulties, but they couldn't understand my persistence.

They're just going to make me give up... But I don't know that all I can do is sing, and if I can't sing, my value will be denied by the world.

And I have to respond to my fans, even if some of them don't understand me because of the false accusations I made before, my singing will definitely make them change their minds...

Including her!

Mijiu believed and returned to her home.

"I'm back. "

Mijiu is back, today's work..."

"Let's not talk about work when I go home... Mijiu, let's eat. "

At the table in the restaurant are my parents, who have already prepared the meal.

"Well, here we are.

Miku put the package on the cabinet in her room and went to the dining room.

"I got moving.

After finishing her meal, Miku went back to her room.