flstandardbreds Chapter 106 I’ll play the bass for you for the rest of your life!
Chapter 106 I’ll play the bass for you for the rest of your life!
Toyokawa Shoko, when did you come?
Did these two blue-haired girls experience some kind of assimilation reaction?
One has become despicable, and the other is ready to repeat Xiangzi's story of quitting the group.
"Um..." Baihe Sanhui sat on the mat facing the depressed man and asked with concern: "Why? There must be a reason, right?"
"Something happened at home." Fortunately, Liang didn't hide it from Kashiwa Sanhui like Xiangzi did. Self-esteem is not something that a girl like Liang cares about. "It's a long story, and I don't want everyone to know."
I guess it won't be of much help anyway.
"Ryo, can you tell me? Maybe I can help."
Liang raised his head and glanced at Kashiwa Sanhui, and his terrifying eyes, like those of a dead person, flashed with a glimmer of light.
Kashiwa Sanhui's lv8 charm skill has been activated.
"My family told me that a very powerful patient had died in my hospital and that we might have to close down soon."
"Many departments responsible for various inspections have come to my hospital and issued a lot of fines. There has been almost no business in the past few days."
"Living off one's savings won't last long. By then, I might not even be able to go to school, and everyone in my family might have to go out to work to support the family."
Baihe Sanhui pondered for a while. This matter is indeed difficult to handle...
It’s not a problem to support Liang while he goes to school, but I think Liang probably won’t be willing to waste his money doing nothing.
"Is it a mistake on the hospital's part?"
Liang shook his head, not to deny it, but to indicate that he didn't know.
Baihe Sanhui wanted to say something when his cell phone ringtone rang at the right time. It was Li Xiao's green bubble.
[The boss asked us to take some time to attend an old man's funeral. Many celebrities will be there, so we can get to know them.]
The boss was referring to Kashiwa Sanhui's mentor. After leaving school, he met him once at Takemiya's place a few months ago, and apart from that, he had almost no contact with him.
Of course, occasionally the tutor would send some experimental data from his junior classmates and ask Baihe Sanhui and Li Xiao to help organize them. The two of them would put their names in the junior classmates' papers, and when Li Xiao was not busy, the tutor would also ask him to lead the experiments.
What's the old man's name? Don't tell me the boss killed him and wants us to take the blame.
Kashiwa Sanhui replied.
After a while, the tutor's LINE message came, and the first message on the screen was a screenshot of the chat between Baihe Sanhui and Li Xiao.
[? ]
[I remember your paper's plagiarism rate seemed a bit high?]
A single punctuation mark as a sentence is considered a serious emotional outburst in the eyes of Japanese people. At this time, Baihe Sanhui was sweating profusely besides scolding Li Xiao for being unkind.
Macro has been taken.
[Sorry, Boss, I will definitely be there at the right time and place.]
[Yamayoshi Masaru, Tokyo Tax Office, three days from now at nine o'clock in the morning, if I don't see you, just wait and see.]
Sanji Zheng... is an acquaintance.
It turns out that the second-generation rich man really didn't lie to me... But after all, he was an old man who was almost a hundred years old. Maybe he died of natural causes... right?
Well, natural death, for sure.
"Well, let's do this," Kashiwa Sanhui put away his phone, stopped Liang from continuing to drink water, held Liang's wet hand, and said seriously.
"How about I keep this a secret for Liang? I'll think of a solution and give Liang a raise."
"In any case, our Endless crychic has just started, and we can't let it fall apart."
Kashiwa Sanki took out his wallet and handed Liang a small stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi notes, at least 200,000 yen.
"I believe in Liang, and Liang believes in me, okay?"
"Well……"
Looking at the money in his hand, Liang was a little moved. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
Liang got so excited that he hugged the dazed Kashiwa Sanhui tightly and patted Kashiwa Sanhui's back quite hard. His expression was full of deep affection and a flush of emotion.
"Doctor, you're so kind! If this matter can be resolved peacefully, I will play bass for you for the rest of my life!"
No matter how much Liang behaves like a good brother, he is essentially a young girl. The warm body in his arms with a faint scent of lavender laundry detergent makes Kashiwa Sanhui blush a little.
"Well...it's not that serious, like a lifetime..."
"Then I'll play it for fifty or sixty years. The doctor can just pay a deposit for twenty years."
Now that he understood, Baihe Sanhui breathed a sigh of relief and patted Liang on the back, saying, "We are all good brothers."
"Welcome back, now that Liang is in a good mood..."
Time of reckoning!
Xieliang could tell that something was amiss in the atmosphere, so he let go of the arms around Baihe Sanhui and tried to run away.
But she was grabbed by the collar by Kashiwa Sanhui and lifted up. Although her height of 1.6 meters was enough to look down on the girls in the band, it was still not enough compared to Kashiwa Sanhui's height of 1.8 meters.
"Well... actually, it's okay not to pay the deposit. The doctor has a good reputation with me..."
Xieliang hugged her chest (actually there was no need to do so), pretending to be a good girl, her slender legs in black pantyhose flapping constantly.
But these moves and the pickled asshole's eyes were not well coordinated.
When did the doctor become so strong? Doesn’t it make you tired to hold yourself up by the collar all the time?
"Let's talk about this now. What exactly happened to you failing two subjects? Is it because my words don't carry weight..."
Airing on TV...
Well, later on, Baihe Sanhui still couldn't bring himself to do anything to Liang, who had just been coaxed back by him and still had some bloodshot eyes, so he could only ask Hongxia to give Liang a good beating. Liang's cold and pretty face was pinched until it turned red.
Although Xiangzi was a little late for work in the morning and didn't know what happened, he still watched with interest. He took the opportunity to take off his cold shoes and scratch them, avenging what happened that night.
"I won't scold you about your grades for now, let's get down to business first."
Liang looked at the calm and composed Kashiwa Sanhui in disbelief. Why am I the only one who gets scolded?
"Have you thought of our band's logo and everyone's code names?"
The five gazes naturally shifted.
Well, looking at everyone’s expressions, I can tell that no one has given it any thought at all.
Baihe Sanhui felt a little helpless. After all, he had been busy reviewing for exams these days, so it was understandable that he had no time to pay attention to these not-so-urgent matters.
"If you haven't thought about it yet, start thinking about it now. I'll start first."
Kashiwa Sanhui opened his phone. The team logo he'd spent half an hour designing was displayed on the screen. It had dark gold text on a black background, with the initials of "Endless crychic" capitalized, one above the other, and six small white stars arranged parallel to the bottom.
Sure enough, even after two lifetimes, Baihe Sanhui still couldn't forget the Royal Club, and even referred to the star elements of the logo of a team in the neighboring division.
"Veto." Hongxia raised an objection first. Is our band an e-sports team?
"Rejected." Kita felt that this didn't look like a band logo at all.
"Reject." Xiangzi couldn't really find anything wrong with it, but he just inexplicably felt that the team logo was a bit unlucky.
"Rejected." Regardless of the fact that Kashiwa Sanhui had just scolded him, Liang felt that there was nothing special about it.
"Eh... No, veto." Yili originally wanted to agree with Kashiwa Sanhui, but with four votes against one, he would seem too unsociable if he didn't veto.
"...Okay, I veto that too."
Kashiwa Sanhui was a little sad, but he still deleted his half-hour hard work without any expression.
What has happened to us, the royal family?