Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 341 Chu Hua's Memories (Part 2)

(To meet the needs of the plot, the time nodes in this chapter may be different from the original work, but it basically does not affect the character settings and the main direction of the plot.)

Back in the office, Miss Saito was now in a dilemma - theoretically, this person was sitting in front of her for the second time, and his gestures were still extremely reserved. However, with the support of three street band members who came from nowhere and were half encouraging and half watching, Miss Chuhua finally dared to look her in the eyes.

At least it's better than half a month ago. At that time, Miss Saito even suspected that her shoes were broken, which made the little girl stare at her feet in a daze.

"So... Miss Sankaku Hatsuka," Miss Saito said, her head bowed in thought for a moment. With a hint of resignation and a hint of pleading, she glanced at Miss Junda Mana, who was sitting nearby, making donuts. Seeing her lack of reaction, she sighed helplessly. "Your guitar is excellent, and your singing is top-notch."

"Thank...thank you."

"Although I don't think you're very suitable as an idol, I have two bands here that are short of backup guitarists. You might consider it."

"But I'm... not good at it."

"Not good at being in a professional band? Then you can only consider becoming an underground idol... What's wrong, Mana?"

Seeing that the girl who was busy eating donuts finally paid attention to him, he carefully nodded at his shoulder, as if he had something to say.

But Ms. Saito was just thinking that you should just go eat the donuts. The five-time champion of the National Singing Contest is certainly very valuable, but running a band is not something you can learn just by singing.

But I can't refute Mana. It's my honor that she is willing to work under me. As a rookie agent, my annual salary may not even be a fraction of her monthly salary.

"Give Miss Triangle Chuhua a chance, shall we? I really like her singing."

Well, since the most beloved five-time champion in the agency has spoken, I, a small agent, should just obey him obediently.

But I can't just let this guy into the office and be a parasite. I don't dare to bet Mana's future on what wonderful chemical reaction will happen between these two guys. I'll just give her a small task for now.

"In that case, then..."

Ms. Saito remembered a band project that seemed to be very popular recently. Because members were absent due to illness, they randomly picked audience members to come on stage to sing and perform. The result was unexpectedly good.

"I want you to find a way to prove that you have the courage to become an idol. Find a band with a large audience and volunteer to perform there."

(So ​​when will Shushu be able to see the most correct thornless and thorny people and the most correct five people?)

Five minutes later, Chuhua, who finally drank the agency's high-quality tea, was led by Shinkawasaki's guitarist Momoka to the square in front of the station where they had just performed.

"This is my LINE number. Contact me if you need any help." Taoxiang snatched the phone that Chuhua had been holding tightly without explanation. Chuhua, who had been recuperating from illness for a long time and was malnourished, certainly could not compete with Taoxiang, who had beer and barbecue three times a day. She added her own contact information and returned the phone to Chuhua.

"Um...thank you, Momoga."

Chuhua was a little nervous and mispronounced Taoxiang's name, but Taoxiang didn't bother to care about it. She waved her hand and went to the gate with her guitar to swipe her card to pass through.

"My name is Heyuan Mu Taoxiang. You have to remember it clearly. Just remember the mission that guy gave you... Why don't you leave?"

"My one-day ticket... is gone."

"...Pfft, I still have some coins here, let me lend them to you once."

……

"So nervous, so nervous, so nervous! I was so nervous that my stockings fell off!"

Deng looked at Xiangzi, who was so nervous that he was almost jumping up and down because of the performance that was about to be performed in the auditorium of Yuezhisen Junior High School. He wanted to say something but didn't know what. After thinking it over, he kept his mouth shut, shrank behind Lixi who was adjusting the drum set, and put his little hands in his pockets to play with small stones.

This was crychic's first public appearance, and the performance of the senior band was so great that it would be a lie for these fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls to say they weren't nervous. Even Xiaomu, who usually had a big heart, had some sweat in his palms.

"It's okay, everyone just take a deep breath and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

The plump girl with long chestnut hair gently comforted the nervous crowd, but her hands continued to adjust the bass.

The Yuezhisen school uniform on Su Shi was a little tight because of her body that was developing faster than expected. After all, she was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, and the speed at which she changed her school uniform could not keep up with her development.

"That's easy for you to say... Deng, would you like some water? You look sweaty."

"Thank you, Lixi, but I need to go to the bathroom."

"Ahh... Then I'll go with you."

There was still plenty of time, thanks to Su Shi's excellent interpersonal relationships and Xiangzi's unexpected connections in the junior high school. The student union was willing to arrange crychic to be the last performer in the junior high school's third-year opening party, so the girls could at least continue to take a break for half an hour.

Li Xi accompanied Deng to the bathroom. Su Shi had no objection to this. It would be bad if this confused fool like Deng got lost, so it would be nice to have someone to watch over him.

"Hey, Xiangzi," Su Shi handed over a bottle of water. Xiangzi took it and drank a sip. His dry throat and nervous heartbeat were moistened at the same time. He listened to Su Shi's words. "What does crychic mean?"

"Crychic is... well, it's crychic stockings!"

The main reason was that Xiangzi was embarrassed to tell Su Shi that the name of the band was just something he came up with on a whim. After all, the band was still formed on a temporary basis, and whether it should be formally established had not yet been decided.

Even if it's something that's almost certain, don't make any promises. Tell them when the time comes.

"Well, if Xiangzi-san doesn't want to talk about it, then... Xiangzi-san, it seems like you have some information."

"Oh, as expected, it's Chuhua's."

"Chuhua? Who is that? Is she Xiangzi's friend?"

"Yeah," Xiangzi responded casually, but in his mind he was thinking about how to comfort this childhood sweetheart who seemed to have experienced a lot of bad things. "My good friend, when I was in elementary school, I went to visit her every summer."

[Chuhua: I came to Tokyo.]

[Xiangzi: Congratulations, I’m very happy too!]

[Chu Hua: I want to meet you...]

Xiangzi was a little distressed. He was already overwhelmed with his own affairs. If he made time to meet Chuhua, he would definitely be too busy.

But I can't refuse directly, because that would hurt Chuhua's heart...

"Sushi, I want to ask you a question," Xiangzi decided to let Sushi act as a consultant. After all, Sushi is so popular, so his emotional intelligence must be super high. "If you are very busy and don't have time to see a very good friend, but you don't want to hurt her feelings, how would you respond to her?"

"As for me..." Su Shi pondered for a moment, then responded slowly.

"I'll set some small conditions for her. If I can do it, I'll meet with her. It'll be fine if I delay it for a day or two, but it can't be too difficult. It's best if it's something she's interested in."

"Thank you, Sushi-san! I know how to respond to falling stockings!"

Xiangzi suddenly realized, and then his fingers moved rapidly on the phone screen.

[Xiangzi: Chuhua, are you here to be an idol? Then when you debut, we can have a celebration party together!]

[Chu Hua: Really...really?]

[Xiangzi: Really! You can definitely become an idol. This has been your dream since childhood. I'm waiting for you!]

At the same time, Chu Hua, who was sitting on the last tram, lowered his head, tightly holding his remaining money in his hand, and his beautiful pupils like purple gemstones couldn't help but become firm.

"I... can do it. I can definitely do it."

"I won't let Xiangzi down. There are people waiting for me: my mother, my sister, and Xiangzi. I will... I will become an idol."

My eyes drifted to the billboard in the distance, which was an advertisement for a Kawasaki big band's street tour in Tokyo.

"Diamond Dust..."

"Hehe...I must stay."

Chuhua clenched her fists, and her gambling nature gradually emerged. It would be better to say that Chuhua, a girl from a small island, has been gambling ever since she dropped out of school in the third year of junior high school and accompanied her sister to set foot on the land of Tokyo.

She is simply a born gambler.

Fortunately, she won the bet.