Is it really a straight girl?

Not only singing, but also this kind of free and easy and unruly temperament, it is too difficult for Mi Ji to express it for a dark and introverted person like Mi Ji...

Still on a stage that can be very stressful. .

"Hey." After Mi Ji really felt the difficulty, he said, "Mi Ji can't do this kind of thing at all..."

It is impossible to back down, no matter what, this is a task entrusted to Mi Ji by Ms. Qianche, even if she runs to the stage to embarrass herself, she must complete this matter.

Miki might be able to sing well... It was like this when I was in Qianche's room before - I thought I couldn't do it at all, but the result was very good. Is this the blessing of the gods?If so, please take care of Yaki a little bit more, my God, please!

"It's so difficult." Mi Ji repeated the thoughts in his heart with difficulty.

Ms. Qianche's songs are very nice, but they are also very difficult.

It would be great if someone with rich stage experience could guide Miji...at least help Miji choose one song from the various song interfaces, the one that is most suitable for Miji to perform on stage.

Mi Ji quietly looked at the original MV songs lined up in front of him, not knowing what to choose.

When she was hesitating and distressed, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Before Miji could respond, the door clicked open and pushed back.

Miji didn't react for a while, and before he started guessing who would be knocking on the door, a head of messy orange hair appeared directly behind the door, with his head lowered and his hands rubbing his eyes, knocking as if he had just woken up. With a sigh, Xiao Bifang, who was only wearing a big orange thin pajamas, was full of sleepiness, without any usual vitality.

"I heard singing... so many songs." Bi Fang said confusedly, "Mi Ji, are you singing?"

……

420 [-]. Will Yaki be an idol? !

A little idol in a large orange nightgown narrowed his eyes, and walked towards the desk where Miki was sitting in the room with small steps.

The strands of hair hanging down behind her were completely messed up like when she just woke up from the bed, her eyes were also blurred, her left hand kept rubbing her eyes upwards, and even if she opened them, she only squinted a gap.

It was a cat who greeted her first.

"Meow~"

"Singing—wait a minute." She walked over staggeringly, and first responded to the cat's greeting: "Good morning, Mimi..."

Bi Fang let out a breath, like a useless character in an anime, casually scattered strands of hair that were so loose that the direction was chaotic, her steps were a little crooked, and she didn't pay much attention to the road.

"Good morning?" Miki responded.

"I'm not talking about Mimi, it's Mimi...but good morning Mimi too." She shook her head, raised a finger and casually pointed in the direction of the meow.

The kitten named Mimi is on the left side of the laptop in front of Wo Miji, blowing warm air at the radiator, and the dry and soft fur is softly and weakly vibrating.

It seemed to know that it was being noticed, so it immediately stood up and looked around at Miji and Bifang.

After seeing Miss Bifang approaching gradually, it walked briskly on catwalks to the edge of the desk and jumped off.

Amidst the soft pattering sound, it stepped on the thick wooden floor and ran towards the other side in orange pajamas like an elf.

At this time, Bifang didn't directly continue to sing songs with Mi Ji. Seeing the kitten approaching, she knelt down and stretched out her fingers weakly to scratch the little guy's chin.

"Do you still want to eat small fish? I didn't take it anymore..." She said to the kitten in a hoarse and arrogant voice that had just woken up, as if she was only treating a younger friend rather than an animal.

The kitten also seemed to understand what Bi Fang meant, sobbed softly, and then climbed onto the plush pajamas. The cat's paws grabbed the orange outside of Bi Fang's arm, climbed up, and briskly climbed to Bi Fang's shoulders, lying on it.

Miji sat on the white wooden chair with soft curves in front of the desk, quietly watching the interaction of these two small animals - her mind was not on the other party and the cat at this time.

Bi Fang didn't mind having a cat growing on his body, so he let out a sleepy breath and moistened his eye sockets, so he became more awake and continued to come.

"Mimi, I heard songs next door, a lot of songs..."

After pauses, she told Mi Ji the purpose of coming:

"It feels a little familiar, but I can't remember the name. I'm so confused. I want to know."

"What song is Mi Ji singing, please tell me." She moved close behind Mi Ji with a soft voice.

"Meow?" The kitten behind him also accompanied him and asked Mi Ji a question.

Who is the owner of this meow?

Yaki reluctantly understood the reality in front of him:

The other side of the room, just separated by a wall, seemed to be awakened by the song he was playing in the room.

Also, why does Mi Ji always feel that this kitten is closer to him than to himself?Can a piece of dried fish buy you off?

Yaki shook his head to shake off these strange thoughts, and answered Mahiru's question:

"Ms. Qianche's songs, or something like that."

The girl with purple pupils clicked on the video, and the loud singing filled the room again.

"Oh, don't turn on the singing so loudly it's bad for your ears, wait a minute why Mahiru's laptop is in Mimi's room, and it's shallow... This name is so familiar, there are so many strange things, I can't turn my head just after waking up coming."

Bi Fang pressed the head of the kitten lying on his shoulder in distress, then pressed his own temple, and then rubbed the soft flesh under his ear.

"Meow~"

The kitten purred comfortably when touched.

Mi Ji apologized in his heart, and quickly turned the volume down a lot with the arrow keys.

She has already adapted to the loud volume of Qianche or Mahiru's singing, and Miki doesn't think it's noisy, but thinks that this kind of feeling like being surrounded can help her focus more on the song.

"This volume is good..." Bi Fang weakly placed his hands on the back of Mi Ji's chair, propped his cheek with one hand, breathed out again, and looked at the screen quietly: "Then, let me have a look... ...Qianche, Qianche, a very familiar name. And this song... Is it jazz rock mixed with electronic music in the soft machine era... It also feels like V's family. Hmm, it’s very interesting. By the way, what is the title of the song now? ?”

The rhythm and drum beat of the song are very brisk.

Miki looked back at the title of the document, and replied hesitantly:

"Stellar, probably means star."

"Yeah." Bi Fang hummed a few times along the rhythm of the song:

"It's so familiar, I can even hum the following clips. This kind of temperament is also like a chic ranger with a light armor and a long sword galloping on the Kangzhuang Avenue under the sun. He feels like a hero..."

When she was listening to the song, the powerless movements and sleepy eyes gradually added a bit of spirit, and she closed her eyes and hummed the following tune with the song without any difference.

"That's good, that's good. This kind of song must be able to mobilize the atmosphere on stage." She closed her eyes and nodded, her chin touched the top of Mi Ji's head.

Yaki tilted his head slightly to the side to make room for the other party's movements.

"It's a pity, Bi Fang already has a lot of songs that he wants to sing on the stage." Miss Bi Fang gradually came to her senses, folded her forearms to support the backrest, and relaxed her body naturally on it.

Bi Fang used the back of the chair to maintain his balance, stretched his shoulders forward, looked down at Mi Ji and asked tentatively:

"Yaki likes these tunes, right?"

"Hey, that's right." Mi Ji followed Bi Fang's words, raised his head, and saw Xiao Bi Fang's face with messy strands of hair drooping down.

This perspective is a bit strange, as if he just woke up from the hospital bed and saw the doctor behind his head looking down at him.

Moreover, it was so close, less than ten centimeters.

Miss Bifang's loose strands of hair hang down freely, and these orange colors flow on Miji's cheeks and neck. Now Bifang is a rare plain face, but even so, she is very cute just by looking at her temperament.

This posture didn't last long, and it was convenient for him to stand back up again.

"Then come to the other side's stage. After all, this kind of song is going to be on the stage, and I will also get authorization for Miji." Her brown eyes without colored contact lenses seemed to shine brightly, and she immediately stood up again. Going back, I clasped my hands to Miss Miji who was on the chair: "Miji sings very well, can we be idols together? If you don't want to, please also come on stage after me."

The other party is already very energetic now.

"Okay." Miki agreed.

"Okay! Hey, wait for it to be so simple and agree?" Bi Fang stepped on the ground lively again, raised his hands and cheered, then hesitantly relaxed his movements, blinked at Mi Ji and said, "I'm dreaming?"

"I agree." Mi Ji looked at Miss Qian Che on the screen, and responded, "As for whether it was in a dream... who knows."

Right, Miss Qianche?

……

420 [-]. Bifang and Miji are listening to a song

Bi Fang stepped back several steps, wiping his eyes in disbelief.

"You, are you really Miki?!"

Miss Bi Fang seemed to have encountered something very strange suddenly, and immediately distanced herself from Mi Ji.

"No, you must not be Mi Ji, tell me, where did you hide Mi Ji!" She pointed at Mi Ji.

"Meow?"

Mao Mao tilted her head on the other side's shoulder, after all, she couldn't understand why the orange-haired human under her suddenly changed her attitude. It jumped off the other side's body and jumped onto the armrest of the sofa, observing the situation Two strange humans.

"Why did I agree, but instead make such a strange statement, hey..."

Miki pressed his temple.

But she also knows that the other side is probably just joking now...

"Although the usual Miji would be tempted by this invitation, but ah but!" Bi Fang stretched out a finger and shook it, pretending to be serious and explaining:

"Mi Ji is always a shy child with a blushing face. If you invite him, it will take at least ten times, no, more than [-] times, before Mi Ji reluctantly agrees to go on stage with the other party. How could it be so ordinary? Agree? This is unreasonable!"

"Always blushing and shy?" Mi Ji noticed this description sensitively. "So in the other side's eyes, am I introverted to this extent?"

Anyway, Mi Ji should be elegant and orthodox, strict with self-discipline, serious and easy-going type!

How could it be possible to always blush?

"Isn't it?"

"No!" The girl retorted: "Although I may be shy sometimes, it's not like what the other party said!"

Miss Bifang, who just woke up from a dream, combed her messy orange hair with five fingers, expressing doubts with gestures: Could it be that she is thinking too much?

Miki looked at the other party, let out a long breath and said:

"Don't play this kind of drama game now... Miki still has something to ask the other party."

"Oh good." The other party immediately changed back to the way he was close before, with a gentle smile on his face, and slowly approached Mi Ji: "What does Mi Mi want to ask of me? The other side will try to help!"

Seems very happy?

For the other party, is it a happy thing for Yaji to agree to go on stage together?

In other words, Katakata, who is not wearing exquisite makeup now, is also very cute.