So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

Then, the remaining two songs... their style is also more youthful and inspirational, which does not fit the spirit of "climbing even if you are extremely low" that he expected.

...That's right, after all, those "marginal people" are groups that are ignored by society.

Other people's attention to them is only to the extent of thinking "these people are so pitiful, we should help them...".

Maybe someone does write a song for them, but...

The kind of song that speaks for them, is good enough to resonate, preferably in the native language, is suitable for choreography, and can be found by Mizutaka with this needle in a haystack method, maybe...doesn’t exist. .

Scratching his hair with some headaches, Mizunzuo suddenly felt that the hours he had spent were completely meaningless.

I can't find it...

With a long sigh, he lay down on the bed, pressing his temples, soothing his dizzy brain.

Perhaps, the kind of song he idealized does exist.But, just like the last summer rain event, some good music... buried in the long river of time, not so easy to find...

and many more...

At this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in Mijinzhuo's heart...in his opinion...somewhat beyond his control.

Since I can't find such music...how about making one myself?

However, as soon as this sign appeared, he was snuffed out without hesitation.

How many catties and taels he has, he himself knows best.

The boy who thought so suddenly laughed at himself.

Of course he had that unrealistic dream...

When listening to a nice song, I fantasize that I am standing on the stage and singing, receiving the cheers and praises from the audience.

He even designed in his mind what actions to do when he sang a line.

But, in reality, how could it be like this...

This ideal scene, no matter how you look at it, does not belong to him...

Alright, let's continue to look for it tomorrow. For now, go to bed first...

Thinking of this, Mizutaku tucked one hand under the pillow and adjusted his position, ready to take a good rest.

Just, right now...

He felt something under the pillow.

!

Like an electric shock, he stood up quickly and pulled out the things underneath.

That's...the doujinshi I bought last time...it's weird!

Throwing this thing away, he looked at another big notebook in his hand, which was covered by the doujinshi.

This is...

Spreading out the big notebook, Mizutaku quickly flipped through the thick notes on music software that he had made, found one of the pages, and pulled out a piece of paper sandwiched inside.

This is an old sheet music.

This piece of music was given to him by Grandma Chrysanthemum when he was in Sakura House last time, and it is Mr. Anzai's posthumous work.

According to Juzi’s mother-in-law’s description at that time, it seemed to be a rock-style song, and...the purpose of creating it at that time was to inspire those homeless children.

When I first got it, in order to make this song into a version that can be played on the computer, Mizutaka once began to learn how to use music software.However, because he put most of his energy on his studies afterwards, he gradually forgot about it.

If he hadn't found that notebook suddenly today, he wouldn't have thought of this matter.

Would you like to... try out the style of this piece?

Do it when you think of it.

Mizutaka's sense of music has always been bad.He doesn't have the ability to sing just by looking at the score.

so...

He immediately got up and took out the guitar that he had sealed up from under the bed.

Although my aunt Huahuo is not at home today, playing the guitar at home will still affect the rest of the neighbors.

So, after casually changing into a set of casual clothes, Mizutaku walked out of the house, preparing to go to the place where he practiced guitar last time.

That's...a bench in a nearby park.

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Shortly after.

Some clumsy guitar sounds broke the long silence of the park at night.

While stumbling and playing the melody, Mizutaka also hummed softly, constantly correcting the appearance of the song in his mind.

but...

Limited by his proficiency in musical instruments and his intonation problems, his first impression of this piece was not particularly amazing.

It seems... just a relatively ordinary rock music.