Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

The duration of a song is only four to five minutes.

But Qin Chuiguang felt that some things were like needle felt, and his days were like years.

The expression on Yamada Ryo's face remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell whether she was satisfied or not.

The song is over.

The girl took off the headphones from her head.

"How?" Kotobuki asked.

"..."

Yamada Ryo looked at Kotobuki Hikari's eyes and was silent for a while.

"If you were to make your own assessment, would you be satisfied?"

"...." Qin Chuiguang was startled. "It should be pretty good. The whole song is at least qualified in every aspect."

"No." Yamada Ryo said without mercy.

"..." Qinbukiguang seemed to be discouraged.

"As expected..." The young man sighed and lay on the table bored.

"If you say something like this, it means that you have already thought that this might be the result. In this case, you should know the reason very well." Ryo Yamada continued to criticize, while Kotobuki Mitsuru just listened.

"This piece of music is indeed very well written...but in my ears, I can't tell that it is a piece of light."

"The taste of imitation is too serious... This is definitely not Hikaru's own song."

Every word is heart-breaking...

Kotobuki was very regretful.

When writing music, he always worried about, 'What kind of music would she write if she were Tsumugi-san? ''What kind of music should the audience like more? ', and it took me a long time to write this song.

"Or rather... it's not a song that ends the band... but a song that belongs at the after-school tea party."

Kotobuki Mitsuru raised his head and asked in surprise. "You know this band?"

"Your sister's band... I've been compiling their songs during this period."

This is a band with its own personality...

Even now they are still in their infancy, but after listening to their music, Yamada Ryo still judged this band to be qualified in his heart.

At the very least, it's much better than the band that ended up with nothing now.

"Original music is the soul and light of the band. In my opinion, the most important thing about a band is its personality."

"And the most important thing that I would like to see in the beginning is that I see in you your own personality."

My...personality?

Although it sounds easy to understand, when I think about what it is in my mind, it feels empty.

"Personality...do I really have that kind of thing?"

I'm just going with the flow.

Whether it is learning piano, practicing guitar, or even forming a band, they are all guided by family members and Sister Tsumugi.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to chase Tsumugi-san who shone like a star that he wrote a song similar to the after-school tea party.

"Don't belittle yourself. I'm very good at judging people. If you're just a musician without personality, I won't allow you to join."

Ryo Yamada rarely said anything nice. "Of course, if you can arrange afternoon tea, it will be extra."

After a few words, the young man who was troubled just now felt a little more relaxed.

"So, you don't need to think too much. It doesn't matter whether others will like it or not. The most important thing is to write a song that belongs only to Hikaru and is engraved with your own personality."

Yamada Ryo stood up from the chair, said he was going outside to help, and left.

Kotobuki Hikaru was left thinking silently in the practice room.

"My own personality...?"

What is it like to write a piece of music with your own personality?

"Teach me..."

Please tell me...

The boy muttered to himself.

......

Chapter 34 Guitar Identifier

The world gradually returned to peace.

Just like the kettle taken away from the dying fireworks, the original hot water gradually subsided after being eroded by the cold air and pondered by time, and slowly returned to calm like a flame.

Maybe it's because the life in the past was too dogmatic, so teenagers particularly appreciate things full of freedom and wildness.

Whether it is motorcycles that can make people feel unruly, or rock music that can make people temporarily forget their dogma.

Sitting on the sofa in the practice room, the young man maintained a paralyzed posture and was full of thoughts. He kept thinking about the meaning of his own personality and pieced together the melody that gradually appeared in his mind like pieces of a puzzle.

He was just half lying like this.

He didn't fall asleep or play with his mobile phone. He just lay here thinking and breathing, like a corpse that was not completely dead.

"Hey, Kotobuki-kun, the show is over, it's time to get off work!"

The energetic blond girl opened the door to the practice room without even knocking.

When she came in, she saw this young man who seemed to be doubting his life.

"Eh...has it been so long?" Kotobuki Mitsuru, whose thoughts were interrupted by Ijichi Hongka, said in surprise.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. Several hours had passed, and the sky outside must have been swallowed up by the darkness of twinkling stars.

"Kotobuki-kun, you have been in the practice room for several hours. Could it be that you paid a lot of money to come to the livehouse just to lie down here and rest." Hongxia also learned to complain.

For an ordinary high school student like her, if she can get tickets to other livehouses, she won't leave until the show is completely over.

After listening to this for a long time, I ran backstage to get moldy. It was like going to the buffet barbecue and eating a few bites of appetizers before I was full. It was a complete waste.

Or... is it just because Fanxing's performance didn't attract Kotobuki-kun?

Thinking of this, Yi Jihongxia's mood suddenly became a little depressed.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something and lost track of time without realizing it." After shaking his head and throwing all the messy thoughts out of his mind, Kotobuki returned to his usual smile.

"Light...is it okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

A pink half-body poked out from the gap in Hongxia's door and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just taking a little rest."

Kotobuki Hikaru stood up from the sofa, left her comfort zone, and put her hands in the pockets of her sportswear.

The exhibition hall was deserted and as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. The originally noisy environment suddenly became so quiet, as if it was the lingering silence mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke after the entanglement in bed at night.

The bathroom had already been cleaned, and the store manager and sound engineer left the finishing work to them before running away. The four female high school students must have put in a lot of effort in cleaning.

"Thank you for your hard work, then I'll go home first."

Kita put on her red and white piano bag. As soon as she finished packing, she was impatient to leave, as if she wanted to escape.

The polite smile on his face seemed a bit ironic.

"Thank you very much for today. Please continue to work hard in band activities in the future. I will support you behind the scenes!"

Saying this, Kita was about to turn around and leave.

"What does it mean to support... behind the scenes?" Kotobuki Hikaru, who noticed his blind spot, suddenly asked.

"That...is the literal meaning." Kita kept smiling.

"Aren't you always a member of the band? The guitarist of the ending band who joined before Yili and I, what's the point of the band members supporting us behind the scenes?"

"I...I can't even play the guitar, and I run away at the critical moment. Such a person has no qualifications to be in the band."

Kita glanced at the other four people present.

His eyes stayed on Yamada Ryo for a moment, and his words were full of indescribable apologies.

"goodbye!"

After making up his mind, Kita turned around and left out the door.

"Wait...wait a minute!"

Goto Ichiri suddenly called out to Kita who was about to leave.

Chasing the girl's back, trying to prevent Kita from leaving.

However...

“Eh..Eh—!”

thump--!

Goto fell flat on his face and even his skirt turned over when he hit the ground.

It's a pity that this guy is even wearing a skirt and pink sweatpants underneath.

"Goto-kun, are you okay?"

Kita returned to the fallen Goto Kazuri with concern.

The rest of the band gathered around.

Kita wanted to help Gotou Ichiri from the ground.

Snapped--

However, her hand was tightly grasped.

Goto Ichiri, who was on the ground, grabbed her hand, seemingly trying to prevent her from escaping.

"Are you still planning to run away now, Kita-kun?" the boy said.

After Qinbukiguang said that, he lifted Goto from the ground.

So... so light.

"You've already escaped once, do you want to escape a second time?"

"Eh..."

Kita held his hand and tried his best to keep smiling, but his teeth couldn't help biting his lower lip.

"People like me don't deserve to stay here..."

"No way!" Yi Dizhi Hongxia scolded in a high-pitched voice.

"I hope Kita will be able to develop the ending band with us in the future."

On the steps, the girl looking down at the band members below seemed to be about to shed tears, her eyes filled with tears.

"Why are you so nice to me..."

"Kita-san, didn't you say... that you should work hard to learn guitar? Do you want to forget this reason too?"

Apologize to important seniors.

Now the important seniors are already here.

But he had the idea of ​​​​escape again.

It's so shameful.

Kita was speechless.

"Besides, if you hadn't escaped that day, we wouldn't have met Kotobuki-kun and Ichiri." Itachi Hongxia didn't seem to care about her escape.

He was obviously very angry some time ago.

"I said, I won't let you escape this time." Yamada Ryo said, grabbing one of Kita's arms.

"You still owe me a cone." He continued.