Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

(Dad, mom, sister, dog...)

(Wow~ I must sell four tickets today, otherwise I really won’t be able to complete the ticket quota…)

Thinking of the quota of eight tickets per person, Goto Ichiri looked hesitant, but then his expression became firm again.

(I, I can do it...)

Kita★Kita~~~

Kita, who was taking pictures in the distance, suddenly ran back. The lively and cheerful girl seemed to have some kind of sound effect.

The brilliant smile blends perfectly with the girl's youthfulness, immediately releasing a super strong "Hitlim light" that illuminates the dark sky like an A1 high flash.

"Hmmhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Like a monster hit by a beam of light, Goto Ichiri suddenly let out a shrill and painful cry.

Volume 1: Chapter 135 All eyes, look at me!

Goto Ichiri felt as if he was about to be exploded by the light. He curled up in agony, desperately shielding his eyes with his two small hands, and his whole body twitched as if he had been electrocuted.

What a powerful attack!

"Great Sage, please take back your magical powers!"

Makoto Hirasawa hurried forward to block Kita's light.

Turning around, I saw the pink-haired girl already showing a peaceful expression before death, as if she was about to ascend to heaven.

"Ehhh? Sorry, Goto-kun!"

The red-haired girl covered her face in panic. After a moment, the socially anxious girl trembled and got up from the ground.

"I...it's okay."

Before Goto Ichiri could catch her breath, Kita turned on the camera on her phone and pointed it at the two of them, as if to express her apology.

"I came here to take a photo with Goto-san. As compensation, I will photoshop Goto-san into a super handsome boy... "

Unfortunately, the moment he saw the camera, Goto Ichiri melted into a pool of pink liquid!

As expected, modern people are Goto Ichiri's natural enemy.

He doesn't even need to make a deliberate move; just revealing some of his current aura is enough to make Goto Ichiri ascend to heaven on the spot.

Hirasawa Makoto turned to Xieliang who was watching the show and said:

"I can tell you that the plan to kill Pochi was made by Kita."

Xieliang:?

……

With their instruments on their backs, wireless transceivers plugged in, and ready to go, the closing band has already attracted the attention of many passers-by who have come to watch the fireworks display.

"Cheng Jun, I'm counting on you~"

Hongxia clenched the drumsticks in her hand, beat the rhythm to warm up, and whispered to Hirasawa Makoto.

Originally, the task of attracting customers should have been given to the super big star Kitao, but Kitao lacked the skills. At this moment, he lowered his head, frowned, and plucked the strings of the guitar.

Since Kita isn’t capable, let’s hand it over to the current internet celebrity of the Ending Band!

Hongxia lowered her head, but secretly glanced at Hirasawa Makoto who was standing side by side with her.

He was writing and drawing on a white sign with a marker, the breeze blowing up his dark bangs, his amber eyes complementing the warm dusk, his facial lines smooth and handsome, with a gentle feeling like a faint smile -

It has to be said that whether in terms of temperament or appearance, Makoto Hirasawa is at a level worthy of being handed a business card by a scout.

(It’s a pity that he is a person whose mind is filled with smugness!)

Hong Xia felt her heartbeat quicken, and she quickly looked down at the simple drum set consisting of a mute pad and toms, forcing herself to keep recalling the "Magic Replenishment" scene.

"no problem--"

Makoto Hirasawa closed the cap of his pen, held up the sign with performance information in one hand, and picked up the microphone with the other.

The people who were auditioning couldn't help but stop, curious and looking forward to what kind of words he would use to attract passers-by.

"OK, everyone, look at me, look at me, I have something to announce!"

An extremely rough tone spread out from the large speakers of the audio system. All passers-by who were hit by the sound waves turned their heads subconsciously, and even the Metropolitan Police Department personnel who were directing traffic cast their eyes over.

The next moment, Hirasawa Makoto suddenly changed the subject and returned to his normal voice:

"We are the closing band of the Shimokita event. We will be performing next. If you don't mind, come and watch~"

A paratrooper declaration was naturally impossible.

As long as passers-by notice them and end the band's appearance, it will definitely attract a lot of pedestrians.

"Isn't it just a fake?"

Although he didn't say it out loud, he could sense some doubt from the puzzled or suspicious looks of some passers-by.

The average appearance of the ending band is so high that even if they just casually make a few chord-playing movements, there will definitely be people watching.

Just like some underground idols who sell handshake tickets, their singing and dancing skills are not that good, but they still have otaku followers because of their bold and hot outfits and good looks.

In this case, it is hard for passers-by not to doubt whether they are the real deal.

"Everyone, bring out your best!"

He handed the microphone to Kita, quickly turned the volume knob of the keyboard to 5 o'clock, and Hirasawa Makoto took the lead in performing a keyboard solo.

The lively notes pass through the fingertips, the slender fingers cross the octave, and the tremolo and finger rolling of the dominant hand have a granularity and clarity, which squeeze out the maximum potential of this Roland electric piano, and together with the fast arpeggios of the left hand, form a fast-paced three-part melody.

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, showing no emotion, just showing off his skills.

Not only the passers-by, but even the girls in the band were shocked. Before, Makoto Hirasawa had always been cooperating with the band in the performance of songs. They only knew that Makoto Hirasawa's performance level was very high, but they didn't know that he had just reached the threshold of professional-level performance.

All doubts disappeared after hearing this melody, and many young people in kimonos gradually gathered around and turned on the video.

"Goto-san—"

After pressing the last sustain note, Hirasawa Makoto lowered his voice and shouted to Goto Ichiri who was still in a daze.

"Ooh!"

The pink-haired girl woke up as if from a dream. The girl, who had always been socially anxious, was infected by the keyboard and burst into an extremely strong desire to play. Fantastic ideas brewed in her mind and quickly converged into a wonderful melody.

The reason why a guitar hero is a guitar hero is that he can stand up without any fear at the critical moment.

She clenched the pick and thought for two seconds, then bent down and quickly switched the speaker to the Distortion position.

The left hand lightly presses on the frets, and the pick touches the nickel-steel wound strings, and the distorted natural overtones give people goose bumps.

After a short pause, the gentle notes suddenly accelerated, the click of the mute change and the low quarter-beat bends alternated back and forth, and as the pink-haired girl continued to pick the strings faster and faster, an afterimage of her right hand appeared.

Now is the time to enter!

Yamada Ryo and Hongxia looked at each other tacitly, and played the intro part of "That Band" at the same time.

After a lot of ensemble, Kita was only stunned for a moment. Just before the main song started, she held the microphone and followed suit with a handsome voice that was completely different from her usual sweetness.

"..."

More and more passers-by took out their cell phones and gathered around, forming several concentric semicircles with the closing band playing on the bridge as the center.

Like most of the audience, a kimono-clad girl with short brown hair in the crowd also raised her mobile phone to record the event.

The camera just zoomed in and out again until it was completely aimed at Hirasawa Makoto, and the girl raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"I didn't expect to meet Cheng here..."

The girl pushed up her frameless red glasses, her soft and intellectual eyes revealing a hint of reminiscence and tenderness.

She turned off her cell phone, and her fair face and small, pretty nose were reflected in the black screen.

Somehow, the girl subconsciously reached out to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the breeze.

"Let's go down and meet him later..."

Volume 1: Chapter 136. Wow! It’s an attack from the older ladies!

The performance was quite successful!

By the end, almost every member of the band was grinning from ear to ear.

"You are welcome to watch the performance at the performance hall on the 15th~"

Looking up at the tourists queuing up to buy tickets, Hong Xia wiped the sweat from her forehead and narrowed her beautiful eyes into two crescents.

"18 tickets have been sold."

After counting the remaining tickets, Hirasawa Makoto couldn't help but sigh.

"At this rate of purchases, we may need to ask the store manager for more tickets to give to our friends and family."

Goto Ichiri, who was still worried about not being able to sell tickets half an hour ago and wanted to include his pet dog in the ticket sales, now just held his guitar in a silly manner, with one or two words popping out of his raised mouth from time to time:

"Hey hey hey~~~"

"I was definitely super handsome just now~"

"... Budokan~"

"I am the big star Goto Doku..."

From time to time, she would hold the pick and make a cool pose, then touch her head and giggle a few times, and her side hair would shake a few times.

A girl with low self-esteem is quite cute when she becomes elated.

Makoto Hirasawa quietly picked up his cell phone, turned on the video, and captured the Guitar Hero's proud moment.

Also appearing in the film is the blue-haired dandruff man——

Glancing at the screen, Hirasawa Makoto hurriedly held down Yamada Ryo's restless hand.

Yamada Ryo had already reached into the small box containing the ticket fee. She blinked in confusion:

"Why didn't Weird Man No. 2 let me count the money? What if there are counterfeit bills?"

Before you say this, please put the banknotes sticking out of your pockets back in.

Hirasawa Makoto complained:

"Does the money slip into your pocket just by itself while you're counting it?"

Yamada Ryosi shook off Hirasawa Makoto's hand guiltily, but the movement of her body caused the coins in her pocket to clink.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, she simply opened the pockets of her wide-leg pants, looking righteous and awe-inspiring:

"If Weirdo #2 wants money, just reach out and take it!"

Reach into the girl’s trouser pocket?

I’m afraid it will be on the Instagram push list tomorrow!

Hirasawa Makoto whispered something to Nijixia who was selling tickets.

Later, the cool killer Hong Xia turned back angrily.

She glanced around and said in surprise:

"Where's Kita?"

"Kita said he went to buy some food to reward everyone."

Hongxia nodded, handed the task of selling tickets to Pingze Cheng, and then rolled up her sleeves to teach Xieliang a lesson in person.

Most of the customers who bought tickets were young couples or girls in kimonos, but when they saw that the ticket seller had changed to Makoto Hirasawa, the eyes of several older sisters who had been hesitating suddenly lit up and they followed him to the queue to buy tickets.

"Thank you for your patronage. Welcome to watch our performance."

As he handed over the ticket, Hirasawa Makoto suddenly felt his finger being pinched.

He raised his head quickly and saw the lady in kimono with a ponytail in front of him smiling like a flower, and she didn't even intend to let go.

"Little brother, I'm really looking forward to your performance~"

Quack, it’s an attack from the older ladies!

I didn't expect the roadshow to attract such strange people. Although his wife was still charming, he was not as good as Meng De!