Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

As the same composer, she could tell how much effort went into this song.

Not only the song itself, but also the voice of the lead singer is special.

It feels like the gap between the light and the light is getting wider...

It seemed like there was no end in sight, and even the thought of trying to catch up was gone.

"What's the name of this song?" she continued.

"Hmm...a monster with no name."

After receiving Kotobuki Mitsuru's answer, Yamada Ryo nodded.

Goto Ichiri stared blankly at Kotobuki Mitsuru, who was a little embarrassed because of Yamada Ryo's compliment.

If I read the atmosphere, I should be like Yamada Ryo now, saying "It's amazing, I am worthy of being Hikaru".

But such unintentional words stuck in my throat.

He forced himself to make a sound, but he could only open his mouth and fell into a loss of voice.

"This song is really amazing..."

Finally, a slightly trembling voice came out of his hoarse throat.

"But..." Goto Kazuri continued. "too painful."

Ichiri Goto easily senses the emotions coming from other people.

When listening to this song, I felt as if I was feeling the same, as if I saw him working hard in the darkness, silently composing music for the band, and radiating the pain in his heart through the music and sounds.

"Isn't this good?" Yamada Ryo put forward the opposite opinion to Goto Kazuri. "This is exactly the personality of light, and it is also the cry of light itself."

"If rock and roll doesn't express personality and emotion, then it means nothing if you just suppress yourself."

No matter how complex the composition is, it is of no use if you cannot express your feelings and make the audience feel the same.

At least it seemed so to her.

"Besides, as long as painful things are expressed, they won't hurt so much..."

Kotobuki Hikaru was slightly disappointed.

Originally, he was still looking forward to Yili saying something like "It's amazing, he deserves to be the light".

The result was a contradictory answer.

What is wrong...

"Really... As expected of Kobuki-kun..."

Itichi Hongxia, who usually talked the most, was the last to speak.

His eyes were shining as he stared at his companion who refreshed his knowledge again and again.

"I always feel that if this continues, my dream will really come true..."

Although it was just the beginning, Yijizhi Hongxia seemed to be absolutely close to her dream.

"What? We've just started. It's just our beginning..."

If a dream can be realized so early, can it still be called a dream?

"However, Kita-chan must feel a lot of pressure... This song is not only difficult to play on the guitar, but also requires a lot of singing skills..."

"But Kita will never back down." Kotobuki Hikaru said without thinking.

"That's true. Kita would definitely say, 'If this is the case, you need to work harder!'"

If not, that person would not be Kita.

boom--!

While talking about Kita, the door to the practice room was suddenly pushed open.

A familiar red figure appeared in front of the door.

"Everyone, there is good news!"

......

...

As for the new songs that appear in the book, they should appear more frequently in the future.

As for song selection, popularity is actually one aspect. Personally, I feel that the relevance of the lyrics is more important than the music. After all, words alone cannot write a melody...

So if there is anyone with a similar style and suitable lyrics, you can suggest it and I will refer to it——

This chapter has 15 words and costs 17 book coins. Two more sentences to reach [-] will cost [-] book coins, but considering the existence of lyrics, it is not worth it.

Chapter 123 The same kind of people

The invincible guitar hero has fallen.

Ichiri Goto was lying in the decorative coffin of the Livehouse, sleeping peacefully with his eyes open, as if he were a dark creature with a hammer and a spike pierced through the heart.

In my mind are fantasies about a gloomy future.

He performed in front of acquaintances, then performed badly, and was eventually expelled from the school. His classmates called him "he dared to perform on stage."

Completely different from myself, the performance of everyone in the band was affirmed by the audience, and they were swarmed by fans, but I could only be scattered by the crowd, and drifted away from them. I could only see them getting further and further away, filled with crowds. Full, the back that will never be seen again.

Even Kotobuki Hikaru, who was still immersed in the joy of receiving approval for his new song and was a little carried away, curled up and faced the corner.

Kita, who was the instigator of the situation that caused Goto Kazuri and his talents to return home to their current situation, squatted aside with an apologetic look on his face, leaning over and crying.

Itachi Xingge and Miss PA watched such an interesting scene with great interest.

I didn't expect that Kotobuki, who seemed very reliable, would be in such a bad state. Could it be that he was infected by Pochi?

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I thought Goto-san and Kotobuki-san would really want to participate."

"Goto-san, Kotobuki-san, wake up and don't die like this——!"

Kita excitedly brought a surprise with the good news.

——She took care of herself and submitted the application form to participate in the cultural festival stadium performance.

I thought everyone would be very happy after hearing the news.

However, when Goto Kazuri heard the news, his painting style suddenly changed, his body continued to twist, and finally became what he looks like now.

I don’t know if this is reasonable or unreasonable?

"Performing at the Cultural Festival? How wonderful, let's join together." After hearing the news about Kita, Ichichi knew that Hongxia was indeed as expected, so he agreed without any burden.

"It's great that Xiuhua's cultural festival also has such a program."

Yijizhi Hongxia sighed like this.

Then he started to complain about his school.

"Our school has a very strict school ethos. The cultural festival is just a display of various learning achievements, and there is no cultural festival performance at all."

Yi Dizhi Hongxia said regretfully.

"Performing in a school is different from performing in a livehouse. It has a unique flavor."

"Yeah." Yamada Ryoya agreed simply.

"Have Ijichi-senpai and Ryo-senpai both performed?" Kita asked.

"Well, I performed in junior high school."

"me too."

Yamada Ryo crossed his arms and made a gesture like a senior.

"I played an unpopular piece of music, which made the venue feel as cold as a wake."

And when Yamada Ryo said this, the boy with black lines on his face seemed to recall some memories that he didn't want to recall, and there was a dark atmosphere around him.

"Eh - why is Kobuki-san like this!"

Kotobuki Hikaru barely managed to maintain a trace of sanity in the pain, and could barely respond.

"I also played at school when I was in junior high school..."

"Isn't that great?" Kita was still wondering why Kotobuki Hikari looked like this.

"I played the guitar."

"Huh?" Kita was confused.

"Ah...that's understandable..." Yi Jizhi Hongxia's face looked slightly ugly.

"I see, it's not surprising." Yamada Ryo felt the same and looked at the same kind of expression. "Actually, I am the same..."

"The audience in the school performance is larger than in the livehouse, so..."

Yamada Ryo lay weakly on the table, and the calmness he showed just now disappeared.

"To be honest, I still occasionally dream about that wake-like performance."

Although if the music you play can express your own personality, it doesn’t matter even if few people like it.

But the performance is really bad, and it's really painful.

“So what’s wrong with Kotobuki-san playing the guitar—?!”

Until today.

Kita still doesn’t know what Kotobuki Mitsuru looked like playing the guitar that day.

"The reason why I signed up is just because I don't want to leave any regrets to Goto-san and Kotobuki-san."

With such a good reason, Kita signed up for the band without consulting anyone else.

“So, let’s go on stage and work hard together for the cultural festival’s performance!”

puff-

After Kita made such a youthful and sunny declaration, Goto Ichiri's body immediately fell straight down.

And seeing that Goto Ichisato and Kotobuki Mitsuru seemed to be about to die soon, Kita had already defined himself as a sinner.

Sinners who cannot be forgiven no matter what...

"If it doesn't work, can't we just cancel?"

"I just asked my friends in the student union, and they said that once the application is submitted, it cannot be canceled."

Any normal person can definitely tell that this is definitely a lie——

Or they just wanted to see Kita perform and refused to cancel.

Or there is really no one to fill the dilemma of no one willing to sign up for the show, so they can only use such excuses to let the applications that they have finally waited for fly away like a duck in the mouth.

"But I'll beg again tomorrow."

"Originally, I was thinking of taking this opportunity to play the new song that Guang just made."

Ryo Yamada felt a little pity.

She was quite happy when she heard the news. Being able to perform the band's original songs in other places is very useful in increasing the band's popularity.

But if Kotobuki Mitsuru and Goto Kazuri are really unwilling, they have no reason and will not force them to participate.

As for Kita, if the two of them are unwilling to participate, his application will be meaningless...

Obviously, I am looking forward to Kotobuki Mitsuru and Goto Kazuri being able to create beautiful memories to make up for the regret of not going out much during the summer vacation.

It seems that he did something bad because of his good intentions.

squeak-

It wasn't time for the performance yet, but the door to the Livehouse was suddenly opened.

And what followed was an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

"Hello~"

blah blah blah blah blah...

She was so drunk that she couldn't even walk steadily. Her clogs twisted left and right on the steps. In the end, she couldn't hold on and could only lean on the handrail of the stairs. The woman made a frivolous sound.