The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"...Big liar~?"

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"Good evening, Aunt Ichikawa."

"Ah...it's Mr. Producer. Are you here for the birthday party too? Come on in and do it."

Upon hearing the doorbell, Ichikawa's mother arrived at the entrance and opened the door, immediately seeing the handsome young man outside, dressed in a suit, top hat, and holding a cane. After Hina confirmed her intention to sign the contract, Hirashin had accompanied her to her home for a personal visit, and would occasionally drive her home (with Delta), so the two of them were quite familiar with each other.

It’s just that in the past, Ping Xin always wore loose black pants and a white shirt, which made him look a little unrestrained or even casual. But today, he was so decent and formal that he looked unfamiliar. Even people who knew him well took a few seconds to recognize him.

Ichikawa's mother had met Hiranobu a few times, some of which were more formal, but each time left a very different impression on her.

When they first met, she felt that Pingxin was a steady and shrewd young man. He successfully convinced the Ichikawa couple from the perspectives of reason and considerable future profits.

The second time was when I went to visit him on set one day. He was wearing a mask and looked a bit too humble, unlike the confident young man he had been before. Even his voice had changed, making him completely unrecognizable at first glance. If Ichikawa's mother hadn't clarified afterwards that "this was for confidentiality and publicity," she would have thought he was a pervert.

And the third time is now. Looking at the Victorian gentleman in front of her who looks like he came from afar in the last century, if it weren't for that familiar and overly handsome face, it would be really hard for Ichikawa's mother to connect him with the "two people" in front. Can a mere change in dress bring such a big contrast?

By the time she came to her senses, Ichikawa's mother had already accepted the gift handed to her by the maid behind Hirayobu, and then the two of them left in a leisurely manner...

Wait, maid?

Why is there a maid here?

Surprised, Ichikawa's mother's body moved faster than her mind. Perhaps her daughter also inherited this trait. When she ran out in slippers to try to stop him, Heishin only left one sentence:

"Now is not the time to disturb your family."

What does it mean?

Ichikawa's mother wanted to find out what was going on, so she brought the long gift box to the living room and handed it to her daughter Hina.

Yuu Kuma stickers (water stickers that can be attached to glass, Velcro stickers that can be attached to clothes, magnetic stickers that can be attached to metal surfaces), specially customized drum sticks (I don’t know where they are from, but they feel very good), a bracelet made of pure gold with several gemstones inlaid (maybe you can snap your fingers?)

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The day after Hinana's birthday (March 3th), spring break officially begins.

"Hello, band girls, welcome to the flower viewing party hosted by me."

Since they were all acquaintances and it wasn't their first meeting, there weren't so many superficial formalities. Instead, everyone just exchanged glances with Ping Xin to show they were listening.

After a few seconds of silence to successfully attract everyone's attention, Ping Xin started to talk about business: "I'm sure you all know about the BanG Dream competition, but the situation this year will be different..."

Chapter 4000 This is War ()

March, spring, Tokyo, it's supposed to be rainy.

The rain in spring is different from that in other times. It is not as violent as the rain in summer that wants to drown people, nor as lonely and cold as the rain in autumn, nor as avoidable as the rain in winter.

It's a gentle, delicate, and uninterrupted weather, a kind of girlish sentimentality. Its weather is unpredictable, coming and going as it pleases, just like a tsundere girl's willful gentleness. Even if you forget your umbrella, at most you'll sneeze before a hot shower, not suffer a fever like an awakened Stand.

Spring is the beginning of the year, spring is the season when all things come back to life, spring is the day of meeting and a new beginning.

He hates rain because it soaks his clothes, jams traffic, and knocks on his windows in the middle of the night.

He loved the rain because it allowed him to retreat from the crowds, be alone, and be with the people he loved. Sometimes he could even play some fun games like chasing each other. He also played childish games like jumping into puddles, but because they were so childish, they were mostly played in private, like in that old park that held so many memories.

A person can play in the mud when he is young, but he cannot spend his whole life peeing in the mud, because he will learn and grow, and eventually one day he will understand what is right and what is wrong.

There is a type of person who, after giving up on mud, sand castles, and climbing frames, will persuade others to give up as well. Some people give up on the surface but actually continue to play secretly in private.

There is a type of person who will continue to play, play hard, play crazily, and not care about other people's opinions. Not only do they want to play themselves, but they will even drag those who have not made a choice, those who have given up, or those who have given up on the surface to play with them.

Sometimes they are madmen, demons, and lingering nightmares.

But if you use reverse thinking...

There is only a fine line between a madman and a genius, and the devil and an angel are only different in stance and method. Who says that eating donuts and milk tea every day is not a nightmare?

So he likes and he hates.

He is lazy and he is hardworking.

He is a spectator sitting in the audience, but also the mastermind behind the scenes who plans everything.

He longs to participate in the story and become a key part of it, but he is afraid that such behavior will disrupt the legitimacy and interest of the story itself. After all, no one understands his abilities better than him.

Finally, after everything is ready, a new history will begin...

It's time to put everything to rest.

But you must be as meticulous and cautious as a surgeon, as skilled and calm as a master, and as respectable and elegant as a gentleman, for...

The final act.

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Music is different from scientific research. It will not take years or even decades without any results. However, those who truly achieve results (the best) will definitely be remembered for decades, hundreds of years, or even longer.

Your music is great and has inspired many young people, but who knows tomorrow some monster will release a song that will top the charts and beat you up, and then say "I'm your fan". This is especially not uncommon in the music industry.

Originally Ping Xin wanted to be such an enlightener + stepping stone role, but it seems that he accidentally stepped a little too far.

To put it bluntly, BYD's memory is a bit too abnormal. Once he takes an interest in something, it is really engraved in the soul and it is impossible to forget it.

Well, I didn't mean to say he was petty.

So he wants to train a brave man, using countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, battlefields, and competitions between partners to find the real brave man, the saint who can create a new era. Ping Xin believes that this is his mission.

Of course, this was just my previous thought, now...

Hehehe, I love watching women fight the most!

"Ahem..." Ping Xin realized that his laughter seemed a bit strange, so he switched back to the main channel and continued to explain: "It is well known that 10 out of 9 people who claim to be single fans are DDs (who are good at everything, and they like everyone the most). This is also true in the music industry, or even more so, so..."

"so?"

"This specification is a little disadvantageous for you."

"unfavorable?"

Isn't it better to become famous as early as possible in this game?

In fact, in any competition that relies on group voting, the fan base is a very important factor, and it can even be said to be the most important factor, such as some idol competitions, variety shows...

But how could Ping Xin possibly give them more convenience? He was a true Spartan instructor, a ruthless teacher during special training. If he didn't have superpowers, that kind of intense training could even cause lifelong pain!

"No, actually, this is a very obvious truth..."

Pingxin waited for about 10 seconds, but no one wanted to raise their hand to answer the question.

It seems that I have protected them too well, and this world is too kind—

What stimulated him to have such a strong desire to show off today?

Still keeping it a secret, still keeping it a secret!

cat...

Barbecue...

It’s a nice day today too, haha~~~~

None of them went up to slap Ping Xin in the face. Maybe this world is really kind, Nilu thought.

"...If the entire fan base, or potential audience base, was this large before, then after your efforts and my management over the past few days, it is now about this large."

Ping Xin first drew a circle on the ground, and then drew a large circle with a diameter about twice the size of the circle outside the circle. They were very standard and beautiful concentric circles, making people wonder if he had opened one.

Just open it means open?

Hirayuko continued his explanation, crouching on the ground with a small wooden stick in hand. "Tokyo, being your home base, has brought in quite a few fans. Some were already into this field, while others saw your performance somewhere or are newcomers who just jumped on the bandwagon."

Pingxin drew a straight line on the ground, which exactly divided the concentric circles into two halves.

"For the sake of charting and analysis, let's put those DD... fans who are undecided and haven't clearly supported a team here and consider them 50%. These people are basically fence-sitters, acting on impulse, and criticizing those who support them. The probability of them even voting is very low, so we can simply treat them as non-existent."

Ping Xin used a stick to disrupt the left half of the straight line. God knows how he filled the ground with just a stick. It really opened, right? However, considering Ping Xin's usual behavior, the people present didn't seem very surprised.

"The age limit for participants in this Bandoli Competition is 14-24, so it's definitely the youth category. After all, the main purpose of this competition is to promote the band's culture and promote the standardization of professional paths. You don't need to know too much about this."

Everyone nodded. They were just playing instruments and not coming to settle accounts, and they didn't understand what was going on.

"Anyway, there aren't many bands in this age group that are truly talented and have a solid fan base. Based on my information, you guys are pretty much T1 or T2 in terms of popularity. Add to that the popularity of TV shows and online media, and you probably... combined, you probably account for around 60% of the total."

"Only 60%?"

Mizukuri asked subconsciously, but found that everyone was looking at her, even Pingxin. After glaring at the latter, she held her head high and chest out without fear, showing her true nature as a female hero.

“In fact, the number of real band fans in the entire East Country is extremely limited. This is indeed not as good as countries like the United States. After all, its population limit is higher and the economy there is more developed.

40% is thanks to the strict standards. People who only listen to songs but don’t watch actual performances or pay attention to band activities are not counted in the number of fans. After all, this time I am counting the number of core fans, or people who will pay attention to the activities and cast at least one vote.

Tokyo has a population of approximately 1.2 million, with a little over a tenth of that. Furthermore, as the capital with the most prosperous economy and the highest population density, abundant wealth often translates to a greater demand for entertainment, which is why you locals make up such a large portion of the population.

They were stunned by what Ping Xin said, but they were still able to understand and follow it. After all, it was all plain language, and even a poor student like Youxi could understand it roughly.

They don't understand simply because they don't think about these things normally, not because they are really stupid. Considering that focusing solely on band activities may cause problems in the future, Pingxin wants to explain something clearly today.

"But even brothers have to settle accounts. Among my acquaintances, that is, you guys, there is actually a level of strength, or a hierarchy, from high to low, roughly like this..."

The names of several bands were written in order from top to bottom: Roselia, Afterglow, RAS (RAISE A SUILEN), Pastel*Palettes; Poppin'Party, The End, Hello, Happy World!, Morfonica

"Wait, why is Roselia ranked above us?"

Mizukari frowned. In her opinion, Roselia and Afterglow were equally matched opponents. She shouldn't and couldn't be inferior to her. Unfortunately, the facts would not change as one wished.

"Meizhulan, this is the truth."

"But..."

"Putting aside her playing skills and such, Roselia is undoubtedly the top performer of the new generation in terms of popularity. She's clearly ahead of the competition."

"..."

Mizukuri knew that Ping Xin would not lie to her, but this had nothing to do with whether she could accept the current situation.

"Lan, pride is the enemy."

After hearing what Ping Xin said, Mizukuri finally lowered her proud head, even though the arrogance she had just shown was largely due to her rebelliousness and her unwillingness to bow down in front of this person.

"And you see, even CHU2 didn't say anything, so she obviously agrees. Of course, it could also be because she lost to Roselia before."

"What? Can you even speak?!"

She is not tall but has a bad temper. Zhu Shouzhiyou is not only likely to explode at any time, but also a flammable and explosive material that needs to be carefully guarded. This is obvious to everyone. If someone hadn't held her back, she might really go up and kick Ping Xin, and the scene would have been very interesting.

And why do you look like you've been NTR'd? Have you forgotten that I was a fan of Group R from the beginning?

"It's a good thing to be spirited. Try to defeat Group R this time. You three teams have the best chance."

"You don't have to tell me!"

CHU2 immediately changed from being angry to having a haughty face, but unfortunately everyone knew that she was a good kid, or rather, they knew that she was a tsundere who was a little foul-mouthed but actually kind, just like they knew that Ping Xin was using provocation.

Ping Xin of course knew this and didn't care. Was it a crude way of provoking someone?

As long as it works!

Before judging whether a strategy is clever, I think the more important factor to focus on is whether it is effective. Simply put, results speak for themselves. Just talking about it on paper/painting big pictures is useless.

"Roselia and Afterglow are my oldest followers... ahem, they debuted earlier and have different performance styles, so they should have been on equal footing."

Everyone nodded, including the parties involved, Mitakeran, Yukina and others.

"But Group R already had the idea of ​​pursuing a professional career, so they have an advantage over you in terms of resources. Coupled with their own strength and fame, they are T0.5, while Afterglow is only half a level lower than them, T1."

Mizukari didn't say anything, but her expression grew even more serious. That was good, because that was exactly what Hirayuko was aiming for. How could it be fun without being serious?

Perhaps they should be thankful that they were born in the same era and were much luckier than him.

"RAS was a dark horse that suddenly emerged. They targeted Roselia right from their debut, and frankly, they rode on a lot of the hype."