MyGO single pusher, but joined Mujica

Then she stood up, took the tablet on the desk, opened the favorites folder with hundreds of pages, and searched for electric guitar instructional videos.

"Huh? I remember collecting a lot of introductory tutorials in junior high, but how come they're all gone?"

After searching for a while without any results, the girl gave up the search and said, "Forget it, I'll just find a new one."

Leaving the favorites in the background, Aiyin opened the U2B video website again and typed the words "electric guitar beginner tutorial" into the search bar.

But just when she was halfway into typing, a reminder message popped up at the top of the screen asking her to pay special attention to the UP host's updates. Aiyin clicked on it out of habit, and the interface jumped.

Then, a picture of a beautiful woman with light purple hair posing seductively filled the entire tablet interface.

"Good evening, meow meow~"

"Today, I'd like to introduce to you the cosmetics recommended by Meow Meng~"

For a moment, Aiyin's attention was drawn to the content of the video and she couldn't break away from it.

"It's impossible to play well immediately after practicing, so why not just watch it first?"

Thinking of this, Aine lay sideways on the sofa, enjoying this short but happy time of playing badly.

...

At the same time, in an economic apartment in Meguro Ward, Toudou.

In the room brightly lit by indoor lights, Yutenji Wakamu was also observing the video he had just released to see how many fans watched it in the first place.

When she saw the double-digit number of views and zero likes in the lower left corner, she lowered her head and sighed.

'That's too low.'

Compared to last month, all her figures have been declining, including her actual income, which is very unfavorable for an anchor with tens of thousands of fans.

As a country girl who dropped out of high school and came to Tokyo to work hard, Yutenji Wakamu knows better than anyone what traffic means to a UP host.

This is their lifeblood.

At the same time, Yutenji Wakamu, who has been a "little transparent" in the eyes of her family since she was a child and has few friends, really likes the praise from the Internet.

Those likes and comments that seem to be made on a whim can often make her happy for a long time, which is also one of the reasons why Yutiansi Ruomai became an UP host.

But compared to her ultimate goal - to enter the entertainment industry, the UP host is just a starting point on this road, hoping that a scout can discover her.

Because before this, Yutenji Wakamugi, who had not received any professional training, naively thought that she could enter the entertainment industry by submitting her resume to agencies, participating in talent shows, and taking magazine photo jobs.

But after experiencing the lessons of the garbage world and being cheated out of liquidated damages by a black-hearted firm, Yutenji Wakamu finally woke up.

The competition in the entertainment industry is very cruel. For a girl like her who has no background or special skills, unless she is lucky enough to get lucky, the probability of entering the entertainment industry through formal means is about the same as winning the lottery.

In addition, Yutenji Wakamu also wanted to become an underground idol, but after learning about the contempt chain in the entertainment industry, she also found that this was just another fish pond with too many monks and too little porridge, rather than the sea she longed for.

"I'm going to show you what you've been missing."

With this kind of angry thought, she started to run her own business, learned some tricks from internet celebrities, and used her time outside of her part-time job to shoot videos and become a UP host.

At first, thanks to her carefully designed routines and good looks, Yutenji Wakami did become a little famous for a while.

But as time went by, the picky audience soon grew tired of her style and turned to watching more interesting and novel UP hosts, which led to her current situation.

"I can't go on like this. I have to think of a way. Otherwise, I won't be able to afford the new Bronte Red Eyebrow Pencil from Qimi..."

Feeling anxious, Yutenji Wakamu closed the interface of his work, clicked on other sections, and thought about what he should do to change the current predicament.

When she clicked on the music section, her eyes were attracted by a video titled "Who Says Classical Music Can't Rock?"

In her impression, this video seemed to have been pinned on the homepage of the section for several days, and there were also many imitation and cover videos. It must have something unique about it.

With the idea of ​​observing and learning, Yutenji Wakamai clicked in, but did not rush to watch it. Instead, he habitually looked at the release time and number of views.

Then she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"In just ten days, the number of views has exceeded 50???"

You have to know that the work she is most proud of has only achieved this number so far, and this was achieved by chance due to the popularity.

She clicked on the homepage of the publisher named "Porter" and found that this was his first video, with an astonishingly high rate of likes and comments.

Yutenji Wakami quickly pressed the play button, wanting to see what kind of work could reach such a level.

The video screen turns from black to bright. The shooting environment is an ordinary recording studio. The protagonist is a punk girl holding a red, worn guitar, and her face is not shown.

Then, without any further ado, the accompaniment started playing and the girl began to play.

The dynamic and beautiful melody, the nimble plucking fingers, even though Yutenji Wakamugi was a layman with only a superficial understanding of music theory, could still feel the charm of the piece and the performer's superb skills, and his body could not help but sway along.

It was not until the end of the song that Yutenji Wakamushi came to his senses and realized that he had been completely immersed in the video and had forgotten the original purpose of learning.

Playing music, can it be so cool?

Involuntarily, she clicked on the next video.

Chapter 24 ESP

Akabane rental house.

After Tian Nalin installed the FL Studio software, he did not see the music production scene he had imagined.

Shoko Toyokawa first adjusted some personalized settings, selected the synthesizer sounds she was used to using, downloaded a lot of audio materials and sorted them out, and then introduced the specific usage of the software, as if she really wanted to teach him.

I have to say that the FL Studio synthesizer panel looks like a spaceship operating interface, giving people the illusion that Teacher Daxiang is driving a Galaxy Battleship.

After finishing all these things, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.

Seeing that it was getting late, Toyokawa Shoko said goodbye and left, and Tian Nalin finally had some time alone.

He took out his cell phone and called Lenai's number, wanting to know the current situation of the MyGO band members so that he could make a judgment on the current situation.

However, after a series of rings, the call was not answered. It was probably that the girl was busy with something or had simply fallen asleep.

"As expected of a free-spirited cat." Tian Nalin put down his phone and decided to try again tomorrow.

Sitting back in front of the computer, Tian Nalin opened the U2B website to process the accumulated information and see if there is any industrial and commercial cooperation to ease the current economic pressure. It seems that his account has reached the minimum target for the website's advertising revenue.

After a quick glance, Tian Nalin found that most of the messages were still sent by fans, or some UP hosts who wanted to take advantage of the popularity and get close to them, and there was no official notification from the website.

"Am I thinking this is too easy? It's true that money is hard to earn and food is hard to eat in any world."

Just when he was feeling disappointed, he finally saw a message about cooperation at the bottom of the message bar.

[Dear Mr. Porter, hello, I am an employee of ESP Company...]

Tian Nalin paused his index finger while scrolling the mouse wheel and immediately recognized that this was the professional guitar manufacturer that was well-known in the industry for its exquisite craftsmanship.

He was also familiar with this company, because most of the band members in the Bang Circle used EPS (Electric Sound Products), which manufactured guitars and basses, including MyGO.

Click to view. It turns out EPS noticed that Lenai's guitar was too old, so they wanted to provide a new guitar as a performance instrument, with the condition that it must appear in future videos, a kind of business cooperation.

Tian Nalin did not agree to this immediately, but called Lenai's number again. After all, this was not just his business.

After another round of ringing, he finally got through this time.

"Good evening Kaname-san, you must be awake."

"Is there a new song?"

"Uh, no...there's something I want to ask you." Tian Nalin felt that his image in Maomao's mind was fixed.

Then he explained what had happened in the simplest terms.

"...So, would you mind if Lenai-san plays on your new guitar while recording the video?"

"It doesn't matter." The girl answered absentmindedly.

"understood."

Tian Nalin felt relieved. This was equivalent to him getting a new guitar for free, which would be of great help to his future path, because a producer must have knowledge of musical instruments.

Then Tian Nalin asked again: "Yao Lenai, are you free tomorrow?"

He just looked through the website rules and found that the indicators for achieving advertising revenue sharing had been changed, with a new requirement of "uploading at least 3 videos" added.

In other words, they can earn relevant income by just shooting one more video.

Kaname replied, "Tomorrow, first practice."

Tian Nalin immediately understood the meaning. The other party was saying that he was busy.

"How about weekend morning?"

"Okay." Kaname yawned cutely.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at RiNG Cafe this morning. Remember to come."

"Yeah." Yao Lenai put the phone aside and went to bed without ending the call.

This made Tian Nalin think that the other party had something to say, so he waited there for a long time. It was not until half a minute later that he realized that Maomao was just like an old man and didn't know to hang up the phone.

Yeah yeah yeah...

With a doting sigh, Tian Nalin said "good night" and took the initiative to cut off the communication.

The next day at noon, Tian Nalin, who was working at a convenience store, received a guitar from ESP. The other company was in Dongdu, very close to the city.

After saying goodbye to the staff politely, Tian Nalin used his lunch break to unpack and inspect the product. He found that it was an electric guitar with a black base and gold edges. The shape was the classic Les Paul style, with double pickups, and a variety of tones and a wide range of applications.

As an amateur, Tian Nalin just touched it with a puzzled look on his face and put it back into the guitar bag, preparing to wait for Teacher Daxiang to come back in the afternoon so that the latter could teach him the relevant knowledge.

During last night's study, he learned that Xiangzi could play more than just the piano. He also knew guitar, bass, jazz drums, and violin, making him a hexagonal all-round warrior.

This is actually quite normal considering Xiangzi's family background. Upper-class people do not need to struggle for a living, so they will naturally learn some hobbies to enrich their lives.

Therefore, it would not be surprising if one day Xiangzi said that he could drive, fight, or even use a gun.

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Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy, in the pavilion in the garden.

Nagasaki Suyoshi and Wakaba Mutsu used their lunch break to taste the mango mousse they had made yesterday.

"Hmm... I feel like I accidentally put too much sugar in it. What do you think, Xiaomu?" Su Shi asked, stroking her cheek.

"Anything is fine." Ruoye Mu ate in small bites with an expressionless face, as if the dessert in his hand was not carefully made by a friend, but a cheap cake bought from a convenience store.

"Xiao Mu is really not picky..."

Although Su Shi was unhappy, she didn't show it. She continued to smile and said, "But what I'm more concerned about is that Xiaoxiang probably rarely tastes this kind of dessert now. Should I send her one as well?"

Ruoye Mu paused, put the remaining half of the mango mousse in his hand back on the plate, lowered his head and remained silent.

Su Shi ignored him and continued, "Actually, when I first learned about Xiaoxiang's current situation, I was also very sad. We clearly agreed to be a community of shared destiny, but I failed to help at a critical time. This makes me feel very guilty..."

As she spoke, she took Ruoye Mu's hand and said in a deep voice, "If it were you, Xiao Mu, you would probably understand how I feel."

However, Ruoye Mu remained silent, like a lifeless wooden man.

Su Shixiu frowned slightly, then released her hand and asked, "Is it you, Xiao Mu, who told her that I want to form a band to help Xiao Xiang?"

"Yeah." Ruoye Mu finally responded.

"Since Xiaoxiang is willing to come to the concert, is he still considering joining the band?"

"not like this."

Su Shi's face suddenly fell.

Chapter 25 Self-Righteous

After a moment of silence, Su Shi shed her gentle persona and spoke in her true voice:

"Xiao Mu, you speak very frankly..."

Ruoye Mu remained silent, but an emotion called sadness appeared in his amber pupils.

Su Shi stood up and said with an extremely serious expression: "Xiao Mu, you don't want Xiao Xiang to continue suffering, right? So I hope Xiao Mu can help me this time and work together to change Xiao Xiang's mind."

"Xiao Xiang...she won't agree."

"why?"

"Because Su Shi right now is...very self-righteous."

"Am I self-righteous?" Su Shi laughed in anger.

"It's you, Xiao Mu, who's so self-righteous. You always do things I don't want you to do, but you refuse to do the things I ask you to do, thinking you're right."