Zongman: Dream with me

"Hey, this person looks like Shiina-san!"

"Let me see, how are they similar? Even the hair color is different. I've never heard that you have color blindness."

"No, Xiaoqi, I'm talking about the introduction. Take a look below."

Painter, pure as paper, likes to ask others what color they like, but is also easily influenced by other people's colors...Except for the last one, the others are quite appropriate, which makes Hikigaya look at Mu You in surprise.

Is he really a genius?

"Okay, okay, it's just a little similar..."

"Stained with other colors..."

Mashiro cast a curious look, as if waiting for the original author to give an answer.

"......What's wrong?"

"How do you do that?"

"Why do you think so?"

"I want to try it. I think it can help with painting."

You are too immersed in the role, and this is a kind of talent. After thinking for a long time, he gave three words.

"...Observe?"

"observe?"

"Well, don't you often ask others what color they like? You can also observe what color others see in you."

Mu You pointed at Yukinoshita and said, "Look, what color is she, starting from the most superficial aspect."

"...black, blue, and red."

The overall dark school uniform, long black hair, blue eyes, and red bow tie and cheeks made Yukinoshita feel a little uncomfortable being stared at, but she didn't say anything.

After all, she is so cute!

What about everyone else?

"Ah, don't look at me, I'll be shy!"

"Well......"

Yuigahama hurriedly covered her face, while Hikigaya hid away after whimpering in embarrassment. On the contrary, the reactions of the others were relatively good.

After scanning the area, Mashiro looked at Mu You again, still not understanding. Mu You then said, "Mashiro, you are very talented, but you are a little clumsy when it comes to interpersonal relationships."

She is not dull, on the contrary, Mashiro is very sensitive, but she doesn't know how to deal with it, and no one has taught her.

"Mashiro, join the band!" Mu You suggested.

"As for the band, well, you don't have to feel burdened. It won't interfere with your painting. You can treat it as a hobby and experience the emotions in the songs while practicing."

As he said this, he took out a small ornament in the shape of a kettle.

"what is this?"

"It's a holy relic. It carries the faith of countless famous bands. It can bring blessings to the holder and enhance their musical talent."

"Isn't it a bit too late to add settings now?"

Hikigaya complained helplessly.

"Just tell me if your recent practice has been going well."

Hikigaya lowered his head and reflected, it seemed to be true. He understood the music theory knowledge as soon as he heard it, and practiced very smoothly. There were a few times when he felt that the tone was not right in the middle of practice, so he used the tuner to check and found that the strings were indeed loose.

No, no, how is that possible? I was almost taken in by him. I’m already past the age of middle school.

Mashiro took the ornaments. Since it would help with painting, there was nothing wrong in agreeing to it.

"So, Mashiro, what instrument are you planning to learn?"

Kaoru asked curiously.

"Of course, learn drums from me."

"what!"

Everyone looked at Mu You in shock.

"So this is your real plan? Kasugano-san, you will be sentenced to death if you do this!" Yukinoshita looked at someone sternly.

"Yu, is this really okay?" Miyazono Kaoru was also a little hesitant. There was no doubt that Mashiro's talent and interest were in painting. If she was delayed too much by music...

"You!" Qiong sternly refused.

"Alright, I'm just trying it out. If Mashiro really isn't interested later on, I won't force it. Don't act like I'm going to ruin someone's life."

Although he only had a vague understanding of Mashiro's past, Mu You also knew that what Mashiro really needed at this moment was to break away from her previous life of only painting, no matter what form it took.

"And Mashiro didn't object, did he?"

Mu You chuckled and pulled Mashiro over to the drum set.

"Okay, Mashiro, I'll teach you how to sit and hold the drum first."

In the following days, Mu You continued to teach Mabai, and at the same time, by letting her practice in her dreams, she was able to master the basic techniques faster.

Although Mashiro will forget the dream after waking up, the experience in the dream will still become her subconscious, allowing her to better control it the next time she practices. In fact, other people also improve through similar methods.

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"Okay, that's all for today's practice. Let's take a break."

Miyazono Kaoru wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked everyone to sit down. Although Kyon was the captain of the band and Kousei was the leader of the light music club, in the end, this girl still took the lead.

Sitting at the table, Mu You, who had just finished a draft, felt a little helpless. Since letting Mabai take his place, he has been more and more active. No, he should have more time to draw.

There is still some time before Mashiro will participate in the Comics Newcomer Award, so Mu You can only learn and teach slowly, just to avoid misleading the students. From time to time, he sneaks into the dreams of several famous comics editors to seek advice.

"Hey, you've been slacking off lately. You were the one who started all this, but now you're off drawing comics. Come practice with me, you bastard."

"How's Mashiro's practice going?" Mu You didn't respond, but instead asked about Mashiro's situation.

"Very good, or rather, it has some of Kousei's original qualities, precise like a metronome."

"Okay, okay, I know what you want to say, but you're just a beginner after all, so don't ask for too much. Mashiro doesn't need to practice too hard, or you won't be able to hold a brush at night..."

Mashiro responded, picked up the teacup and took a sip comfortably, then began to attack the cake in front of her. Instead, Yukinoshita sighed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"I regret that such good tea has been wasted by you. Your tea art and Yuigahama's cooking skills are really two hurdles in my life."

"Little Snow!"

Yuigahama hid her face behind the teacup. Ever since the cookies she made were criticized by Mashiro Shiming, she seemed to have given up completely.

"You," Qiong looked at the sketch that Mu You had drawn. It seemed to be a new character. "Who is she?"

"Willette Evergarden."

Qiong nodded, confused, intending to go back and talk about it later. Instead, Yukinoshita glanced at him and asked, "A new story?"

"I guess so. Do you want to hear it?"

"Is it really possible?" After all, for a writer, the story itself is very important.

"It's nothing, I just happened to think of it recently."

Kasugano Sora silently put down her phone, Yukinoshita also stopped what she was doing, and the others also looked serious. To be honest, it had been a long time since Mu You told stories in front of so many people. It seemed that he hadn't done that since he graduated from elementary school.

"Then let's start from when the name 'Auto Memory Doll' first became famous..."

Time flies in the mountains. Although Mu You has simplified the story, when the whole story was finished, the night outside the window had already fallen.

After listening to it, everyone's expressions varied. Some were sad, some were in deep thought, and some were confused.

"You..." Qiong leaned silently beside Mu You, as if she wanted to use his body temperature to dispel the complicated and messy thoughts in her heart. Zhenbai glanced at her and followed her example, leaning to the other side.

"......"

Mu You didn't move, but after a while, he said, "This story also comes with a song. Do you want to listen to it?"

"want!"

Mu You smiled helplessly, walked over, adjusted the microphone, and imported the accompaniment. After a burst of piano music, Mu You sang softly:

"Knowing ら な い 言叶 を 覚え て い く た び

お も か げ の な か 手 を Stretch ば す の

だ け ど で は 分 か ら な い 言叶 も

......."

Mashiro listened quietly to Mu You's singing. She didn't quite understand the story, but after listening to it, she felt a sense of loss in her heart, and the feeling that Mu You brought to her at this time made her even more melancholy.

Mashiro felt that his voice seemed to have some kind of magic, easily bringing her into his emotional world. She seemed to be placed in a colorful kaleidoscope, which contained many colors she had never seen before.

She gazed deeply, confused and obsessed.