Reincarnation Band Magician

As soon as I arrived here, I received explosive news.

Qing guessed that Xiang had enough points.

Covering bombardment can help you gain points faster on the final battlefield, or play a key role in defeating the big demons.

He was genuinely happy and delighted for his friend.

After thinking about it, Qing began to analyze and comfort his father-in-law, who had not rested much all night and looked even more haggard than yesterday.

"Auntie must have your contact information. Since you haven't contacted me again, she may have learned about your recent situation from other channels and wanted to wait for you to cheer up. It's normal for Auntie to make such a judgment since she doesn't have any information from this side."

"Or..." Qing Dairu thought to himself, "It could be that I've been away from you for too long, and I'm feeling a bit stressed about reuniting. I need some time to adjust."

Since the goddess has been resurrected, there must be after-sales service, so there is no need to worry about safety issues at least in the short term.

Qing’s suggestion is to adjust your body and get a good rest.

Seriously, seeing Qing Gao like this, Qing wants to send him to the hospital for recuperation - he hasn't sent him there yet because he is waiting for Xiang to come back and solve the problem once and for all.

"Auntie, you should have the goddess' blessing. You don't have to worry about your safety. I understand your feelings, but as a family, we should consider the premise of a lifetime of companionship. Your current lifestyle... I'm afraid it won't last."

Such a subtle reminder.

Qing Gao finally felt the belated fatigue and soreness, and understood what Qing meant.

That's indeed the case. To be frank, if he continues like this, he might die in two days.

"I was too anxious. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself during this period! I won't let Ruisui see me like this."

The excitement that lasted for a whole day had not subsided, and there was still so much excitement and joy in his heart that it was about to overflow. Qing Gao also forced himself to suppress it with his excellent qualities.

Then there’s the man’s self-esteem.

He had indeed messed up and made a lot of mistakes. He had even given up on life before, but facing his wife... it was too embarrassing to be like this now.

Absolutely not!

"I'm so ashamed that I need my child to remind me... Qing must have experienced a lot in the other world. Even after learning the news of his mother's resurrection, he remained so calm."

Qing waved his hands modestly, "No, I'm just...wait, 'Mom'?"

He was just taken advantage of. It’s not time for him to call her mom, right?

"Ah."

"mine?"

"Yes, your mother," Fengchuan Qingjiao touched his hair, "Didn't I say it?"

"No... Please tell me more, please be more detailed, and I will cook for you."

The voice was still as gentle as before, but it carried an irresistible weight.

What did you just say, take a long-term view?

What a joke! How can this be the same?

How can we let two ladies wander around this city!

……

After dinner, Qing got the original number of the girl whose phone was borrowed by Aunt Mizuho.

He needs to confirm it again, and it would be best if we can have a face-to-face interview.

Walking in the rain with an umbrella, the cold rain could not calm his emotions at all.

After walking such a long way and going through so much effort, the only reason I set out in the first place was this.

Unlike Mr. Toyokawa who was completely unaware of the joy that came out of nowhere, Qing was able to recall the heavy burden he had felt along the way, and his joy was even deeper.

Because of the excitement, my hands were shaking for the first time in a long time, and I felt like I was floating in a dream.

[Aqua-sama, Eris-sama...]

So this was the surprise you were talking about back then?

There were so many thoughts in my mind, more complicated than when I was recalling those dozens of forgotten spells.

I was just urging people to stay calm, but now Qingdu wants to run a few steps in the rain to ease his excitement, but unfortunately the rain is not heavy enough.

Besides, the wound hasn't healed yet, and my mother will scold me if I get caught in the rain at this time.

Rubbing my nails and thinking, I came to my senses and realized that I had arrived in Shinjuku. After changing trains, I could reach Shimokitazawa in 20 minutes.

"call……"

Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, he must see his mother. He is not like Mr. Fengchuan, who quit his job and became an alcoholic. He has no parent-child communication and has ordered two beatings before they even met. It is very dangerous if he does not take good care of his health.

What could be the gap between him and his mother?

Although I feel a little nervous after not seeing each other for 6 years, as long as we meet...

On a rainy day like this, drinking tea, eating snacks, preparing dinner together, chatting, and finally sitting down to eat, everything will be solved.

Qing's eyes became determined.

During the transfer, I called the kind passerby.

"Hello, meow meow... Ahem! Who is this?"

Weird habit of speaking, it matches.

"Hello, I am……"

"Sorry, Miao Mengqin, we don't accept sales. I have something to do here. Byebye——"

High-speed divine words ended the call.

Qing boarded the tram in silence.

Maybe, something really happened.

A short break on the journey: 246, waiting time

Although the call was hung up, it didn't take long before new clues were obtained.

"Good afternoon, meow meow, this is Meow Mengqin's beauty channel desu~ Hey? Why is it live today? Because it's raining! Raining day!

"My dear Miao Meng, due to the sin of laziness, I haven't had any material these past two days, so why don't you try to start a live broadcast..."

The extremely long opening remarks, tone and idioms, in the normal world, there are not many people who are so exaggerated.

Qing guaranteed with his hearing that the sound was almost exactly the same, the only difference was caused by the different equipment.

He looked around. The lines around Shinjuku still had a considerable flow of passengers even on rainy days. The sound just now seemed to be from the cell phone. The volume was loud at the beginning, but then it seemed to be turned down as if it felt disturbing.

But this could not escape Qing's hearing.

I found it. Diagonally opposite, a red-haired, fashionable young girl with a sparkling look was sitting by the window, listening to the blogger's explanation alone, and carefully writing down skin care methods and useful makeup techniques.

Qing looked at the glass. The light outside was dim, so the car window reflected the screen of her mobile phone.

Unfortunately it wasn't dark enough, so I could only see a vague purple.

After locking onto a target, Qing always acts swiftly, whether on the battlefield or in life.

He came over and sat opposite the girl.

"Excuse me... classmate? I just heard the content of the video you watched, and it seemed very interesting. Could you please tell me who the blogger is? Thank you very much."

"Eh...you? Mine?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Ah...Okay, it's Miao Mengqin, the live broadcast website is..."

Perhaps thinking it was a little too advanced for a boy to like a beauty blogger, the red-haired girl asked back before giving a reply.

"grateful."

It was a familiar platform, so Qing took out his mobile phone and started operating it.

Since he has no ID card now, it would be troublesome to apply for Internet services, so he still uses Sister Xingge's old mobile phone.

There was a message notification in the background. He glanced at it and saw that it was his good friend Yili who replied to the message.

But now my mother is more important.

Searching for Miao Mengqin, the number of followers is ten times that of Guitar Hero, but the number of views of some videos is almost the same. Why?

Qing didn't care about these things and clicked in the live broadcast room.

This was a mature beauty with medium-length purple hair and purple-red eyes. She looked to be around 20 years old and had an outstanding figure, but Qing Kejue felt a sense of incongruity.

None of this matters, he just wants to get information.

It’s not nice to disturb other people’s work, so Qing just watched silently and called SC to show his support.

Anyway, it was because Miao Meng lent Aunt Ruisui her cell phone that he was able to find out today that his mother had returned.

"Please type a few more messages. Miss Miao Meng doesn't seem to be very popular..."

Muttering, Qing moved his finger across.

The red-haired girl opposite had been paying attention to this side. When she saw it, she showed a shocked expression, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Wow! Thanks to this Bass Hero SC. Meow Meng is so happy. Are you interested in content about coping with hay fever in spring while maintaining makeup? I've released a video before..."

"Guomeenase, Meow Meng dear, this is my first time doing a live broadcast. It's a different style from making videos. The reaction speed required is really different, so please forgive me if there are any shortcomings.

"Speaking of bass, isn't the latest trend bands? Meow Mengqin is also a little tempted."

Qing is not very interested in makeup, and there are no conditions for it in the other world. Of course, cosmetics do exist there, and people use minerals and natural dyes to decorate themselves. The history is quite ancient. The pursuit of beauty, like the pursuit of strength, is human nature.

Among his close female friends, Fulilian and Xiaoxiang never use it because of their natural beauty and laziness. The only one with talent is Aite. After becoming Seliya's apprentice, she also focused her energy on the way of magic.

It feels fresh to watch it occasionally.

Miao Mengqin’s makeup skills are indeed good, but the live broadcast effect is rather disastrous. The topics and behaviors are often at odds, which makes people feel torn. When listening to her talk, you can’t concentrate on watching the makeup demonstration, and vice versa.

But this is nothing to Qing.

Watching Miao Mengqin's operation, Qing couldn't help but become interested as his skin and spirit gradually brightened up.

Makeup not only has the ability to conceal blemishes and enhance the bottom line, it can also make the original beauty more prominent. It is also a "decoration" technique.

Just like arranging flowers, trimming branches, adjusting angles, showing the beauty you want to express, just like what Qing likes, decorating desserts, arranging food, weaving and embroidering fabrics, and the patterns and colors of porcelain...

It’s just that the fiddling and decoration are replaced with a girl’s face.

It was very impolite to interrupt other people's work, and waiting was very boring, so he concentrated his attention, took out Xiaoxiang's mobile phone, opened Miao Mengqin's video and started playing it at high speed to study.

Use Xiang's phone to look at other women.

Miao Mengqin’s techniques and explanations are very detailed and friendly to beginners. At least Qing feels very effective.

Some videos have a clear tendency to ride on the popularity, so please understand clearly and swipe away without watching them so as not to delay his studies.

When he got serious, the red-haired girl sitting opposite him couldn't concentrate.

【What's going on with this person...? 】

Although she was aware of some of the current social trends, she did not expect that the boy in front of her, who looked about the same age as her, had already started learning makeup and skincare techniques.

Looks super serious!

boy!

Does Japan still have a future?

……

Because I was too serious, I missed my stop.

But it doesn't matter, it's still early.

Finally, after nearly an hour of live streaming, Miao Mengqin realized that his live streaming skills were average and he needed to learn more. It might also be that he couldn't stand the live streaming method without interaction, and it was still a bit embarrassing to ask and answer questions by himself for a long time.

Apart from some loyal fans in London and Qing's remarks, the video was mostly blank, and the other comments and comments were somewhat fragmented.

Live streaming is not easy, Maomao sighed.

[I think I should just edit the video. Ah, if only everyone else could be as thoughtful as these two.]