designer who lives in the next room

Because everyone has their own ideals, whenever they find that their ideals cannot come true, no matter what reason makes their ideals shattered, it is something that makes people feel sad to despair.

Although the girl was annoying, Feng felt that the girl was very pitiful at the same time.

She finally waited for the members of her club, and walked with them to the venue.

The members talked and laughed all the way, and they seemed to be looking forward to this comic exhibition.

Feng walked behind everyone with her bag alone, and no one chatted with her.

It's not that they hate Feng, it's just that they all know that Feng doesn't like to talk, especially on the road, so they won't speak to Wen Feng except for some necessary words.

What they didn't know was that Feng's silence this time was not because of shyness.

The girl's desperate and sad face kept appearing in her mind.

She didn't know why that girl would give up her ideal, but it seemed impossible.

The girl finally stood up, leaning on the wall, and slowly packed the scattered medicine into her bag.

The person who replaced her shift had already arrived, and she felt a little distressed when she saw the girl's appearance. She helped the girl pack her things, and then poured her a glass of water, "Has it happened again?"

The girl nodded, she didn't speak, the expression on her face was a bit lonely, and she couldn't see the natural look before.

Her eyes looked at the distance, the direction Feng left.

Feng is her first listener.

Volume [-]#ideal

The comic exhibition in Yokohama is not very big, but to be honest, the scale is not too small.

To be precise, this is not just a comic exhibition, but more like a comic exhibition plus a small concert performance.

In Japan, many young people like to form bands, and many people want to become idols, so some groups that have just debuted and are not famous, or some groups that have not yet debuted, can only be here, in a comic exhibition of this scale. Performance.

Although the scale is small, there is no way to compare it with the Tokyo Dome, which is known as the holy place by everyone, but no matter where it is, it will be tense.

After all, they are some newly established bands.

But no matter which band it is, even if it is performing in such a small-scale place, it is still very hard-working. No one said that it is because performing in such a place can easily cope with it.

Feng and his club don't have any stage plays to perform, they just come here to play.

Tokyo is not very far from Yokohama, so Feng is not at all wondering why people from their club came to Yokohama to participate in the comic exhibition.

There are a lot of bands going on stage, but there are no competitions, maybe just because of love.

Feng always thought of that girl, her voice and the way she was so focused when she sang.

She felt that the girl's singing voice was better than everyone here, better than the lead singer of every band here, but why did she give up?

Feng couldn't ask the girl because she didn't have the girl's contact information, but even if she had the contact information, would she say this to a stranger like herself?

Talk about a topic that will poke her wounds?

Feng was always thinking about that girl at today's comic exhibition, maybe the same ideal has not been achieved, Feng also understands that feeling of unwillingness.

The family control is also relatively strict. When Feng was young, she was not allowed to go out to play all the time. She once lay on the window sill and saw people of her age playing together downstairs. She even wanted to go out from the window on the second floor. flip down.

Fortunately, even if Feng's mother noticed it, she locked the balcony of Feng's bedroom tightly, and didn't return the key to her until she went to high school.

Feng's parents originally wanted Feng to study hard, go to a good university, and then enter their family business, because her parents wanted to hand over the company they built to their daughter, but since they locked Feng in the room After a few miles, this hope was gradually shattered.

From that time on, Feng, who had no way to go out to play, came into contact with animation and manga. In a big animation country like Japan, it is almost impossible not to get in touch with these.

Feng can't remember what anime she first came into contact with. Anyway, she has fallen in love with the world in comics since then.

Since she was a child, it was rare for her to be able to touch the world she lived in by herself, and the world in the anime seemed so free to her, which made her yearn for it very much.

Even after entering junior high school, Feng himself, who has been completely addicted to the anime world, doesn't want to touch the world he lives in.

So at that time, Feng had a second dream. The first dream was to go outside and play with others, but now it is not necessary.

Feng's second dream is to be a cartoonist, or to do animation.

But no matter which family member is very opposed.

Her parents thought Feng's ideal was unrealistic, and they also thought Feng was not capable of that.

Feng is not good at drawing, but even if the way of comics is not feasible, she still wants to join an animation company. Even if she can't draw original manuscripts or storyboards, then she can do other things.

This was what she wanted to do, and it was also the first time Feng was thinking about her own future.

But whether it's manga or animation, when she mentioned it to her family, the answer she got was negative.

"You don't have that ability."

"Isn't it good to inherit the already good company at home?"

"Why do you want to do anything else?"

This is what she hears most from her parents.

From that moment on, she already knew that her ideal might not come true.

She once cried in bed all night, and then locked the brushes and comic paper she had bought in the cabinet.

Since then she has had a third dream.

She wants to escape from this house.

Of course, her third wish came true. Feng's university is in Yokohama. Although it is not far from Tokyo, fortunately, she can leave her home.

Originally, she could go to university in Tokyo. The family had already chosen for her which university to study and which major to study, and then after graduating from university, she could inherit the family's company.

But when filling out the application, Feng ignored the objections of his family and applied for the university in Yokohama. It would be enough to leave Tokyo and leave her home.

Then she had a quarrel with her family, but to no avail. After the quarrel, she had already left home with her suitcase.

After a long time, her parents also acquiesced in this matter. They did not give up the ideal of letting Feng inherit their company, but after all, they only had Feng as a precious daughter in their family.

They also seem to have woken up a bit, maybe they used to control Feng too strictly, so they didn't say anything about her going to university in Yokohama.

What they didn't know was that Feng told them that he was living in the dormitory, but in fact, he ran back to Tokyo early and moved into Ryoko's villa.

She didn't tell her parents that she didn't usually go to class, she would play games in the room all day, and then go back when the exam was about to come.

This is Maple now.

She also feels that she is getting farther and farther away from her ideal now.

Now in Yokohama, at the comic exhibition, she looked at the band singing hard on the stage, and these things suddenly came to her mind.

I remembered that I had no way to realize my ideal, and I remembered the desperate expression of that girl when she talked about her ideal.

Feng sighed, just when she was about to turn around and leave, she saw a girl with waist-length hair standing in the first row.

The girl who looks like a doll and is so natural that it is annoying.

She concentrated on watching the band on the stage, and Feng could see her expression from the side.

Very yearning, very unwilling, and very desperate.

Maple can see everything.

After the band's song was sung, it was time for a break. Everyone needed to eat something to replenish their energy, so the place to buy snacks ushered in the moment they had been looking forward to.

The girl didn't leave.

She kept her gaze fixed on the stage, looking at the public drum kit on the stage, the sound system, and the guitar standing aside.

Her hands were tightly gripping the railing, already turning white from excessive force.

It took a long time before she seemed to notice that there was no one around her, and the band on stage also went backstage to encourage each other.

She let go of the railing, and when she was about to turn around and leave, her eyes collided with Feng.

Her expression immediately returned to the one she had when she first met Feng, smiling naturally.

I can't see the unwillingness and despair a few minutes ago at all.

"Why are you here?" The girl walked to Feng's side. Although Feng was cosplaying, she still recognized Feng.

She reached out and touched the pendant on Feng's head, "This is really beautiful, did you make it yourself?"

Feng didn't answer her, she didn't bow her head, even though the girl was already so close to her.

She tried very hard to match her gaze with hers, but Feng couldn't smile at all.

She felt deeply about the feeling of losing her ideals, but she didn't know why this girl gave up her ideals.

"Eh? Don't you remember me?" The girl saw that Feng didn't move, and shook her hand in front of her face.

"That!" Feng clenched his hands tightly, "You, why don't you sing? With your strength, there should be many people who want to form a band with you, right?"

The girl was stunned, it was the first time she heard Feng, a very shy girl, speak like this.

"You can also speak loudly like this." The girl's expression became natural again, she didn't answer Feng's question like that, he didn't seem to want to talk about this topic.

"You like that stage, don't you?" The conversation between Feng and her was almost not on the same channel, they were all talking their own words, "I saw your expression just now!"

Feng did not give up, she couldn't figure out why this girl gave up.

Obviously she has talent, obviously she sings very well, why give up.

Feng gave up her ideal because she had no ability to draw beautiful pictures, but this girl is different, her singing is something that Feng can't forget even now.

What Feng also didn't understand was why she cared so much about this girl?

He obviously didn't even know her name or how old she was.

So why exactly?Is it because Feng saw what he used to look like in this girl?

The expression on the girl's face finally became less natural.

"You're so annoying." Her tone became a little unhappy, "You've been talking about yourself, and you don't know anything about me."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Feng finally lowered her head, she felt sorry, so she turned her eyes elsewhere.

"No, I don't want you to apologize..." The girl felt that she had said too much, "I just... Forget it, I should apologize..."

The girl wanted to turn around and leave, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, I hope you have a good time here..."

But just as she turned around, Feng grabbed her wrist.

Feng didn't expect that he would reach out to hold her, and neither did the girl.

So she turned her head back and looked at Feng who lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.

"Is there something wrong?" the girl asked her, looking a little helpless, "If it happened at KTV today, then I apologize to you."

Feng shook her head, and she raised her head again, looking into the girl's eyes.

It's different from before, her expression is very firm this time, "It's not about that, I have something to say to you, so, can I buy you something to drink?"

Volume [-] #PS Launch Testimonials

How should I put it, tomorrow will finally be the day when it will be put on the shelves.

This day is possible thanks to the readers who read this passage.

From just trying to write at the beginning, to signing the contract and then putting it on the shelves, I have really experienced a lot.

I will find it very interesting to write this book, and it will be even more interesting when I get to know you readers.

How should I put it, I feel that words cannot fully express my gratitude.

But thank you for always supporting me and encouraging me.

Also, help me correct my mistakes.

From the beginning to the present, this book has changed from an ordinary book to a book that can be put on the shelf. It has the help of readers who help me supervise me to get the current results.

I really appreciate everyone, both my readers and editors, everyone is very important to me.

Therefore, this book will be on the shelves normally on 3.1, so I still hope that everyone will continue to support it.

I am very grateful for this opportunity to be on the shelves. I will write more seriously than before and consider the plot more seriously.

And just to say it again, thank you very much.