Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Turn off the fire, turn off the gas stove, wipe the greasy cooking table, push the cart full of things to a corner where few people pass by, and Xiangzi and Su Shi enter the auditorium at the last moment before the teacher closes the door.

The auditorium was a little dark and the students in the back row were drowsy. The principal's wife was speaking very enthusiastically, thinking she was telling some funny jokes, and she would laugh out loud every once in a while.

Too bad no one cares.

"Saki-chan, your school is a bit boring." Su Shi felt that the environment was a bit gloomy, the air conditioner was a bit turned up, and the principal's wife's laughter was a bit loud.

"Yes, that's true." Xiangzi nodded in agreement, without any intention of defending his alma mater.

"The doctor told me that in previous years, we would have gone on a study tour after the exams, but this year there was no funding, so it was cancelled."

"Is that why we have to ask the doctors to put on a show on stage to get a loan?"

"Huh?" Xiangzi was a little surprised. Had this matter spread a long time ago? "Su Shi, how did you know?"

Su Shi covered her mouth and laughed, as if she was saying something that was a matter of course.

"Everyone knows this. It's not a secret. The company upstairs from my mom is the one that took over this business!"

"Mom also said she was particularly sorry to those elderly gentlemen, for forcing them to make another mess before retirement—here, here!"

Su Shi waved to the old men who were accompanied by the dean of studies on the other side. Those who had seen Su Shi before responded by taking off their hats and saluting, while those who had not seen him before nodded slightly.

"Hey, Su Shi, how do you know they will definitely do this business?" Xiangzi was speechless. He knew that Yu Qiu would explode, but he didn't give him a hint.

"Mom didn't mention this, but she did say that the old gentlemen were planning to retire because they hadn't opened their business for so long."

You guys who play with finance all have dirty hearts, and it's all dirty from the same source.

"It's no big deal to talk to Saki-chan about this. Mom said that as long as Haneyama doesn't get into trouble with any government agencies, this deal is a sure thing..."

And then, we all know what happened next.

Watching the principal's wife being taken away, Su Shi covered his mouth in surprise. Did he have a bad mouth?

Then he stared at the anxious Xiangzi meaningfully and thought about all sorts of things.

Maybe Saki-chan won't be able to go to school next semester? If Hanedaoka closes down, I wonder which school the doctor will help Saki-chan find, preferably one near Tsuki-no-Mori. It would be great if she could be sent directly to Tsuki-no-Mori.

But doctors might not be able to afford the tuition... Should I ask Mom to hire a doctor for Tsuki no Mori? And as for Deng, those other four classmates who are close to Saki-chan, if they're willing to ask, I can help them...

"Su Shi, the doctors are on stage."

Xiangzi... To be more precise, almost everyone in the audience looked quite shocked. The principal had just been taken away. Was this a funeral being turned into a wedding?

When Deng started singing the first sentence with the microphone in hand, before the violin started, Baihe Sanhui politely asked the old vice-principal to leave the stage.

After exchanging a glance with Aine and Nijika, and receiving a look that indicated everything was ready, Kashiwa Miki gently placed the bow in the right place as Deng's deep singing began to rise.

In an instant, three guitars, a violin, a bass and a drum set formed a harmonious and uniform wave of sound, breaking the silence of the auditorium.

(Original song: Counting Star)

[Life has been a mess lately, leaving me feeling lost]

[Various signs flash across his face. After searching, you will find]

[I am mature but not rigid. I am young but not immature.]

[I don't think the world is hopeless, I just follow the rules and do things according to the rules]

The light under the spotlight was wearing an off-white one-shoulder evening gown. What was more charming than her delicate collarbone and deliberately outlined curves was the microphone flying between the lights, which circled around the back of her hand and fell into the hands of Kita who was holding a guitar.

But the rhythm of the performance was not interrupted by the stopping of a guitar. Today, the love sound is the rhythm engine that controls all the instruments.

Looking at the profile of Aine who was concentrating on playing the guitar and the light who breathed a sigh of relief but did not relax and immediately made the next move, Kashiwa Miki who still had some energy left smiled knowingly.

The formation of a team lies in learning from each other's strengths and making up for each other's weaknesses.

If Deng can't sing the high notes, Kita will sing them; if Ichiri is not good at teamwork, then the rhythm will be given to Aine who is good at consonant guitar.

The four little ones are looking more and more like a band. Aiyin has also dared to take the initiative to take on the responsibility of the lead guitarist, and Deng is no longer just a poetry reciting god. Not only does he sing without a script, he has also designed many elegant and beautiful dance moves by himself, becoming the focus of the stage.

Who says mygo is bad? I think it's pretty good.

[I feel that something is right when I am wrong]

[I feel that some things are not necessary when I am doing what is necessary]

[I can't fool myself]

In an instant, all the instruments stopped under Deng's raised fist. With a determined look in his eyes, Deng sang the climax of the whole song in an ups and downs as if he was singing an epic.

[It was only when I was in danger of death that I realized the meaning of life]

……

“Everything that kills me makes me feel alive…”

Somehow, Xiangzi, who was listening quietly in the audience, unconsciously repeated this line of lyrics.

It was as if something was suddenly imprinted in my mind, and there was an inexplicable voice... but it also seemed as if nothing was happening.

[Put yourself in a desperate situation and then you will survive…Put yourself in a desperate situation and then you will survive…]

Xiangzi held his forehead and felt inexplicably dizzy. He nudged Su Shi, who was listening attentively, and motioned Su Shi to hold him up.

"Hey, what's wrong, Saki-chan?"

"Maybe it's a little... hypoglycemia, it will be fine after a while..."

Stop talking here and use all the remaining energy to stay standing.

The voice sounded again, ethereal and seemed to come from all directions.

[It takes a second to knock a puppet down, but it takes forever to stand up on its own...]

[How long does it take for you to stand up... How long does it take for you to come back to life... I will wait for you...]

It was like the dead silence after a sonic boom, followed by an indescribable sound echoing in the ears for a long time, as if countless buzzers were operating nearby.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiangzi regained consciousness and his hearing gradually returned to normal.

"Hey, Sushi... did you bring any candy?"

Su Shi hurriedly felt his pocket and found a small piece of chocolate with liquor filling that he brought from home.

Originally, Xiangzi shouldn't be given this kind of food, but now it is more important to relieve Xiangzi's hypoglycemia.

"Um...thank you Sushi."

The bitter taste mixed with the flavor of whiskey melted in his mouth, and Xiangzi finally had the strength to stand on his own.

"Are you okay, Saki-chan? Do you want to go out and rest for a while?" Su Shi pointed at the stage. The four little ones had already packed up their instruments and left the stage. Aine and Deng, as the protagonists of this performance, stood in the center of the stage and bowed to the audience who were applauding.

Baihe Sanhui was standing aside holding the microphone. The old vice-principal next to him was sweating a little. He was saying these things to Baihe Sanhui, and he looked quite flustered.

Deng took a deep breath and raised the microphone: "We are the lead singer and guitarist of the Mygo band!"

“First of all, I have to thank everyone from another band, End…Endless crychic, for allowing us to play songs like this!”

Xiao Deng forgets his lyrics every day, and now the misunderstanding is resolved.

Aine was next to raise the microphone, her expression filled with pride and fighting spirit: "Actually, we are two rival bands!"

"But for everyone, for the future of Hanegaoka Academy, we still got together!"

Su Shi: Oo I didn’t know about this. No one told me?

"But the show is over after all, and now we're rivals again."

"As everyone knows, our study tour for this semester has been canceled, so—" Aine pointed her pale index finger at Kashiwa Miki, who stood nearby with eyes full of admiration. "Fourteen days from now, on the day the study tour was supposed to end, we hope everyone will come to this stage to witness the showdown between our two bands!"

Baihe Sanhui turned his head to look at the four little ones who were drinking water and resting under the stage, and five surprised eyes looked at each other.

I didn't do it, did you guys? Oo

We didn't do it, so we thought you did it?

Oh, it looks like Aine and Touma did it.

If I don't offend them now, I will settle the score with them later!

A student in the front row raised his hand and asked, "Is there a bonfire?"

"Yes!" Aine answered immediately, "Our two bands will contribute the money and organize it together. We'll only use the school space!"

"Oh--" cheers suddenly resounded through the sky, all the boys and girls went crazy, shocking the auditorium for the whole year.

Except for Kashiwa Sanhui.

I'll definitely be the one to pay the most by then. I hope Su Shi can contribute a little. Among the eleven of us, only her family is richer than mine...

However, looking at the youthful students in the audience, they gradually split into two groups from the mess of silicone, and the slogans of "mygo" and "Endless crychic" became louder and louder.

Forget it, just pay some money. As long as these guys and girls like it, that's fine.