People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

"A lot, probably dozens or even hundreds."

The man patted Asagi's shoulder and said proudly as if showing off.

Hundreds? Let's just say 100. Most people who play music have been exposed to music since childhood and then started composing in high school.

Judging from the man's appearance, Asagi felt that he had been playing music for about 20 years, and 100 songs meant about 5 songs per year, no more and no less.

"Wow, so many? There must be a lot of songs that are loved by everyone. Can they be found on the Internet?" Asagi asked with a blink.

The man choked, as if he'd swallowed a fly, and stopped talking. He turned back to the stage, leaving Asagi aside. The girls' voices disrupted the man's memories.

It's not that he doesn't have some songs that he can't perform. He has made several good songs in the past, which have been highly recognized by professional players, and even his predecessors have been praising him constantly.

He was so full of energy at that time, and with those few songs, he was also a little famous in the circle. However, when it comes to music, you can't just rely on past achievements before you become famous.

Music isn't just about beautiful melodies; it's about conveying and expressing emotions, resonating with fans. However, most people move on, leaving only a small minority lingering in the memories. Therefore, only when a song becomes a national hit can it attract a massive fan base.

Even if only a small part of this huge group remains in memory, it is enough to support one concert after another.

If you are not famous, no one will know you, and the few fans you have will gradually disappear over time.

"It's all in the past. You haven't heard of it anyway."

The man waved his hand and turned away.

After [Bluebird], the song was made by MMK and Satoshi. Asagi thought it was pretty good, as it was something MMK and Satoshi had spent countless nights working on, so he certainly wouldn't think it was bad.

However, after listening to it once, Asagi felt like it was over, completely devoid of any memorable moments or highlights, at least for him. It was like a meal, full and ready to leave. But Blue Bird was different; it felt like a delicious, spicy treat, something you'd still want to try again.

"As for the two songs in the middle, well, how should I put it? They feel good and have some memorable moments, but overall, they feel a bit bland."

The man stroked his beard, as if thinking deeply. It was obvious that the man was indeed giving his comments seriously.

This time, MMK and her team placed "My All" at the end. Unlike "Bluebird," which bursts with emotion and a throbbing tempo, "My All"'s emotional expression is more like the aroma of a mellow aged wine, a bit bitter but with a fragrant aftertaste.

The man listened to "My All" with a stunned expression. He stared blankly at the stage, listening to the lyrics, feeling a surge of bitterness in his heart. An emotion that had been suppressed for many years was resonated by the song.

The man's eyes grew moist, and his vision blurred. He turned his back on Asagi and walked into the darkness to the side. He took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands.

After a while, the man came back again.

Asagi has always had this feeling. "My all" not only expresses success, but more importantly, it expresses the bitter and difficult but unyielding process of persevering to the end.

It is the purest part of every musician's heart.

Therefore, all musicians will be touched when they hear "My All", because it is quietly telling the lonely years of all musicians.

"Why don't you comment? I still want to hear your opinion on this song."

Asagi smirked. What kind of evaluation? He had already seen it. Giving the man the best evaluation for sneaking away alone was already the best evaluation. However, Asagi still felt that it would be even better if he could say it himself.

“Today, we are comrades.”

The man turned and stared at Asagi, speaking seriously.

Comrade? What comrade? Asagi didn't understand for a moment, but after a while, he finally understood. Comrade, like-minded, in other words, he became a fan too?

Before they knew it, Asagi had brought in another small-time heavyweight to the band.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost 7 o'clock. MMK was holding the 10 yuan he received for the performance, and he was very excited. This was a commercial performance for the new band, and he didn't have to pay for it himself or perform for free.

But it's a job to make money.

If you get 10 yuan every day, that's 300 million yuan a month. If you divide it among several people, each person will get 50 yuan. 50 yuan is not a small amount of money.

MMK works odd jobs every month, earning only around 16 yen a month. For example, Asagi works two days a week, earning only around 2 yen a month. He works eight days a month, more than one-third of what a regular office worker makes. Yet, his salary is significantly lower than that of a regular employee.

Chapter 73 Go and have a look?

On the way, MMK, Rencai, An and Ang were all excited. They had earned their first profit, a net income of 10 yuan. Their last live performance, while ticket sales were good and all sold out, the total cost of everything was still a small loss.

"It's over ten thousand, it's over ten thousand, MMK-san."

Renai excitedly took out her phone and placed it in front of MMK. The phone showed the homepage of the band MY ALL, which showed that the number of fans had exceeded 11000 and was approaching .

This meant that the performance was a success, and some audience members filmed it and uploaded it online. Asagi knew that this was definitely copyright infringement, but he didn't care.

MMK and An Heang came over and looked at the phone closely.

Asagi also looked down at his mobile phone. The time came to 7:13, and there were only 47 minutes left before Shoko Toyokawa's band Ave Mujica was to perform.

Nagasaki Suyo should have arrived at the scene.

"By the way, I have to go back first because of something."

Asagi had planned to share his happiness with MMK and the others, and then share it with Rupa, Satoshi, and the others when he returned to Yoshinoya. Rupa might not care, but Satoshi-chan wasn't sure. Asagi felt that even though he didn't say it, he cared deeply about this kind of thing.

But he couldn't leave Nagasaki Suyo there alone. Who knew what Nagasaki Suyo would do? If she rushed onto the stage and made trouble, would she be thrown out and thrown to the ground?

I probably wouldn't do that. After all, although Nagasaki Suyo is stupid, she's not crazy. Asagi plans to separate from MMK and the others, but she decides not to share her purpose. Because An and Ang might do something bad.

"Do you need me to take you here? I drove here." MMK borrowed a car from an acquaintance again.

"No need, I can go back by myself. You guys go to Yoshinoya first and share today's good news with Rupa and the others." Asagi thought of an excuse. He thought it was a good one.

MMK and the others couldn't find a good excuse to keep Asagi, so they separated from Asagi at a nearby station.

After Asagi left, everyone's joy immediately vanished. They were all involved, and joy was something that could only be shared with an outsider.

An Heang frowned as she watched the tram go by. Then she took out her phone and swiped the screen on it. Her fingers moved very quickly, and the screen on the phone kept changing.

MMK noticed An and Ang's unusual movements. She watched for a while and found that An and Ang seemed to be looking for something. So MMK went to help and asked:

"What are you looking for?"

An Heang frowned and muttered, "Something is wrong, something is very wrong." She searched for a while, as if she had found some treasure, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Nothing, I was just wondering where the tram was going. So, I checked the route of the tram, and I found something interesting."

"Something interesting?"

"Look, here's the tram route map. There's a big theater here." An Heang pointed to a station in the middle of the tram route. There was indeed a theater near the station.

"I know it, I've been there. There are often some big live performances there, and the bands that can perform there are very good. The private fee is very expensive, but there is a fixed group of customers, and the media also visit there for coverage."

MMK recalled the time when he attended live shows as an audience member and tried to gather information about the band. Back then, in his free time, MMK would often go to different live venues and meet bands of different styles.

"There's a live show there tonight, starting at 8pm. I think there's a band called Ave Mujica, but I've never heard of them. Which agency is this band from?"

Ann Heang tilted her head and looked at the name Ave Mujica. She had heard of several bands performing live tonight, but she had never heard of Ave Mujica.

MMK also came over and stared at the Ave Mujica band on her phone. As a music veteran who had been working in Tokyo for many years, she had never heard of the name Ave Mujica.

"It's a new music band, right?"

MMK said affirmatively.

"But I think it should be a band reunited by well-known professional musicians."

"Huh?" An Heang tilted his head and looked at MMK.

MMK explained:

"The fees there are so high, a new band can't even afford them. Booking the venue and planning costs start at a million, so how can a new band possibly come up with that kind of money? Plus, they're not famous, so they can't sell tickets. So, I'm guessing it's a band formed by a popular singer. There are a lot of bands like that, and management companies are willing to spend a lot of money to help them build their reputation. They're just throwing money at them, you know."

"It's so unfair. We're struggling to get to where we are, step by step. And yet, there are companies willing to spend millions opening for a new band. The world is so unfair."

An Heang sighed helplessly.

"How can you do this."

Renai also lowered her head and sighed weakly.

"This is the way the world works. There is no injustice."

Compared to the complaints of An, Ang, and Rencai, MMK is very optimistic and open-minded. Many things in the world are not equal, and as an adult, MMK is no longer at the age of complaining.

"Some people are rich, some are talented, some are gifted. In short, this kind of thing is very common, and you have to learn to accept it. If you complain, your strength will not improve at all, and may even regress."

"Ave Mujica is also a girl band, but they all wear masks, so it's impossible to tell who they are. MMK-san, will wearing masks add points?" Renai looked at An and Ang's phones and found something strange about this band.

"No, it will actually reduce their points. A big part of the popularity of girl bands is the role of beautiful girls. People like to see the beautiful figures of young girls, and if they are also talented, wouldn't they like them even more. If they wear a mask, it means they give up the advantage of being a girl, and choose hard power as the core selling point." MMK expressed his opinion.

"But maybe they're using mystery as a selling point. It's possible that the girls look even more beautiful behind the masks," An Heang added. This was something MMK hadn't considered.

"Want to go check out this new band?" An Heang rolled his eyes, as if planning something sinister. She grinned secretly, a subtle, barely noticeable smile.

There were indeed many problems in fusing two bands from different worlds, especially since I had no idea about Japan. GBC was more realistic, while MYGO was more youth fantasy, so the styles were completely different.

Chapter 74 5 Seats

Nagasaki Suyo cleaned up simply and looked at her makeup in the mirror. Today, Nagasaki Suyo changed into a new style, a white coat, a black shirt, and white sneakers.

She also wore a pair of sunglasses. This style was completely different from her previous image. Judging from her clothes alone, Nagasaki Suyo looked like a completely different person.

She took the train to the location Asagi had told her on her phone: a large theater. It was a bit more upscale than your average live venue, and while it wasn't as much of a band's dream venue as the Budokan, it was still a place worth bragging about.

Nagasaki Suyo arrived at the scene early. She went to the ticket office to buy a ticket first. However, she did not rush in. Instead, she found a dessert shop nearby where she could see the entrance to the theater.

After entering the dessert room, Nagasaki Suyo ordered her favorite flavors, a dessert and a coffee. She found a seat by the window and ate her dessert while staring at the theater entrance.

Ave Mujica is a masked band. Everyone wears a mask on their face, which covers their face tightly. But Nagasaki Suyo can recognize Toyokawa Shoko at a glance because of her iconic long blue hair.

At the same time, Nagasaki Suyo also found another acquaintance in Ave Mujica, Wakaba Mutsu.

Strangely, the moment she saw Wakaba Mu, Nagasaki Suyo was not happy at all, but rather a little jealous. This was because Xiangzi had explained everything about her to Wakaba Mu and was unwilling to tell her. This showed that in Toyokawa Xiangzi's eyes, Nagasaki Suyo was not as good as Wakaba Mu.

Nagasaki Suyo's teeth were chattering as she pounded the table hard, leaving red blood marks on the back of her hands.

Nagasaki Suyo held her coffee, her right hand aching. She gritted her teeth and blew carefully. She wasn't blowing on the coffee to cool it down, but on her hand to ease the pain.

Almost a day later, the pain in her right hand hadn't subsided, and instead had a tendency to worsen. Tears welled up in Nagasaki Suyo's eyes, a mixture of grievance and regret. She'd been a bit too indulgent last night.

It wasn't until the live show was about to begin that Nagasaki Suyo stood up from her seat. She walked to the counter and politely paid her bill. Her polite yet dignified demeanor impressed the counter attendant.

To some extent, Nagasaki Suyo can be considered a young lady. At least her family background is pretty good, but her family is not perfect.

She walked into the Drama House, which was completely different from ordinary live venues, at least it was a completely different place from the Live House "RiNG".

Standing inside the theater, Nagasaki Motoyo felt like she was at a grand live event, with a bigger stage, a larger venue, and a higher level. This was something the live house "RiNG" could never compare to.

Generally speaking, a theater is where nationally renowned or even world-class drama troupes perform. The interior of the theater exudes a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Think about it, the place where Nagasaki's band Mygo first performed was the Live House "RiNG", a small live venue. It's nothing compared to this place.

Nagasaki Suyo lowered her head, her eyes somewhat dim and even a little discouraged.

She found a place at the back to sit down, where she could not only hide herself but also see most of what was happening in the venue, making it very convenient for her to find someone.

"Who are you looking for?"

Nagasaki Suyo looked around, but didn't see anyone familiar. She suddenly felt a little disappointed and laughed at herself. She held her chin and watched the performance on the stage bored. Her heart was not here, and the wonderful performance on the stage could not make Nagasaki Suyo excited.

One band came on and off, another band came on and off, and soon, Ave Mujica, the band played by Nagasaki Motoyo, finally took the stage.

Shoko Toyokawa looked particularly dashing in her purple mask. Just when Nagasaki Suyo was fascinated by her, a female voice suddenly came from beside her, bringing Nagasaki Suyo back to reality.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside? We want to go over there."

There was a girl with long black hair standing next to Nagasaki Suyo's seat, and next to her were her two companions. Although unhappy, Nagasaki Suyo still showed a smile that she had long been accustomed to. She stood up and made room for him, and said in a gentle voice,

"please..."

When the girl and her companion walked over, a faint light suddenly shone on a girl in front of them. That girl was the long-haired girl's companion, but Nagasaki Suyo felt that her face was very familiar. She should have seen that beautiful face not long ago.

Because the girl left a deep impression on her, she should be able to remember it.

Nagasaki Suyo tried hard to recall the girl's face. Where had she seen it before? She began to use the method of elimination, excluding the girl from her familiar things bit by bit.

An acquaintance? Definitely not. A classmate? Impossible, because the girl I remember wasn't on campus. Where was her usual spot, Ave Mujica?

Ave Mujica where you might encounter him, live. Live?

For a moment, Nagasaki Suyo was stunned. Her mouth hung open, she stared blankly at the girl before her. She remembered, she remembered. It was the singer who sang "Blue Bird" and "My All" that day.

After that day, Nagasaki Suyo would often listen to those songs over and over again, and she also followed MY ALL's homepage. Nagasaki Suyo also remembered the girl with long black hair, the drummer from that day.

Why did they come here? Nagasaki Suyo looked at them and could not help but forget the appearance of Ave Mujica.

"Thank you very much, thank you for your trouble."

After the girls passed by, they politely thanked Nagasaki Suyo. Nagasaki Suyo was stunned, most of her consciousness was taken away, her brain was full of thoughts about why they were here, and she could only answer based on instinct.