In the music series, the male protagonist writes a self-help manual for the inner world

So she decided that she would never let the disbandment of 'CRYCHIC' happen again.

Thinking of this, Deng wiped away the tears that had flowed from the corners of his eyes, stood up from his seat and ran outside.

"Deng, where are you going?"

Even with the dim light debuff, the large movements of the light could still be sensed by Shiina Riki beside him.

But perception is perception, and action is action, these are two different things.

When Shiina Riki was about to get up and catch up with Takamatsu Deng, the girl she was chasing jumped over the audience, stairs, and gates around her and ran out of the live hall at a high speed.

So even though Tatsuki Shiina always thinks that she has good physical fitness, her physical fitness is still much worse than that of Takamatsu Teru who doesn't exercise much.

"Give way."

While Shiina Riki was stretching out his hand to signal the people around him to move aside, he was thinking about a very important question: The lamp was in this state, had someone hurt it?

who is it?who is it!

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Ijichi Hongxia, who was sitting next to Shiina Riki and Deng, was a little confused. She didn't understand what was going on here.

Why did these two high school students suddenly start playing a game of chase? Did something unexpected happen?

But Shiina Riki did not stop to confide her troubles to Ijichi Kouka. She just silently quickened her pace, trying to catch up with Deng.

Well, it seems that they are very anxious. So Hong Xia prayed silently for the two girls in her heart, praying that they could solve the problem smoothly.

The drummers of the two bands met under unexpected circumstances, but the circumstances of their meeting were not so pleasant.

170

Chapter 170 The gap between people is really huge.

Under the soft stage lights, Chen Xinghua played a piano solo that belonged only to him, because this was also part of the performance plan.

If you want to become a world-renowned pianist, how can you not give a grand solo performance?

So he used the black and white piano keys as his brush, the notes that burst forth from the piano as his ink, and the audience of strangers in the audience as his paper. Then, he poured his intense emotions into it, writing a musical chapter that belonged only to him.

The extremely fast rhythm that would drive most pianists crazy, the melody with perfect timbre and the magnificent emotion injected freely together build the tone of this piano piece.

Ijichi Hongxia, who was sitting under the stage, had a serious expression and was savoring the unique shouts of the pianist on the stage.

For a master pianist, what is the most important thing? Is it the ability to play every syllable and every timbre perfectly according to the score... or something else more important, such as emotion?

Before modern technological advancements, a considerable number of people probably believed that to become a piano master, one only needed to be able to play every syllable and every timbre perfectly according to the music score.

But with the advancement of modern technology, this problem is self-evident.

Because when it comes to playing faster and more accurately, humans can never compare to machines developed specifically for music.

After all, human hand speed has its limits, and when it comes to music, Ai's hand speed is limited to the robotic arm data developed for them by engineers.

For pianists who have not undergone prosthetics or genetic modification, playing more than ten to twenty notes in one second is already their limit. Even ordinary pianists cannot reach this hand speed even if they practice until they die.

However, for professional music AI, playing a dozen to twenty notes per second is just the basics. As long as someone can provide them with sufficiently expensive hardware, playing more than ten notes per second, even 100 notes per second, or even 114514 notes per second, will be a piece of cake.

Therefore, injecting your own emotions into the music is the only way to become a piano master.

After all, no matter how good or clever a performer's technique is, if he lacks emotion, his music can only be called a poor imitation of Ai.

A musician without emotion is destined to never transcend the machine.

The coherent performance injected Chen Xinghua's emotions into the hearts of the audience below the stage, of course, the audience here included the little yellow-haired Idi Zhihongxia.

He was very confident, absolutely confident, confident that he could destroy all obstacles in his way... although Ijichi Hongxia did not have the sharp intuition of Deng, nor did he have vision as penetrating as X-rays.

But she could still feel from the sound of Chen Xinghua's piano what this guy was thinking.

Because empathy for music is the most basic ability of band members...oh no, it is the most basic ability of human beings.

After all, music has never been a luxury that can only be appreciated by spending a lot of time and energy to learn it.

As long as one has a normal brain and a pair of functioning ears, everyone can appreciate the beauty of music.

After the song ended, it took Ijichi Hongxia a long time to break free from the piano music.

"Are you confident?"

Ijichi Hongxia was a little dazed, and her red pupils began to dilate.

If possible, she would also like to be as confident as the pianist on the stage, confident that she can overcome numerous obstacles and ultimately achieve success.

But she couldn't be as confident as the pianist that she could crush all obstacles in her life and eventually achieve success.

Because she knows what she is capable of.

Self-confidence must be supported by ability. Self-confidence without ability can only be regarded as arrogance at best.

That pianist is capable, but Ijichi Hongxia is not as capable as that pianist for the time being.

Ijichi Hongxia looked at the empty stage with the red curtain drawn, and her excitement could not be stopped for a long time.

“I can’t do that.”

Ijichi Hongxia clenched her palms weakly, and her eyes gradually lost focus.

Although Ijichi Hongxia knew that she and the pianist were both band leaders, that was probably the only thing they had in common.

...Maybe age?

Ijichi Hongxia thought of the speculations made by some idle guys on the Internet about the members of the Ave Mujica band.

The information of Ave Mujica's guitarist and drummer, who had no intention of concealing their identities, has been searched out.

But the news about the captain of Ave Mujica has always been mysterious.

This led to a sudden explosion of various speculations about him. Some people guessed that he was a genius 16-year-old high school student, and others guessed that he sold his body to Sanjiao Chuhua, so he was able to hire Sanjiao Chuhua.

Ijichi Hongxia shook her head, threw the gossip out of her mind, and then stood up with the crowd.

“The gap between people is really huge.”

Ijichi Hongka, who has always exuded a sunny aura to the people around her, now suddenly feels a little melancholy.

As the leader of the band that has just ended, Ijichi Hongxia feels that if it weren't for Pochi-chan's ability, she would probably have to work hard with her bandmates in STARRY to earn the performance for the next Livehouse.

"It's just like the girl bands that pop up everywhere in Shimokitazawa."

Ijichi Hongxia said in a low voice with some self-mockery.

Is there a big difference between today's End bands and those girl bands?

...I'm afraid not.

Ijichi Hongxia shifted her gaze back to the empty stage.

If the speculation on the Internet is true, and he is really a sixteen-year-old high school student, then the captain of AveMujica has done much better than me, and he can even bring his band members here to perform.

Ichichi Hongxia hid a hint of envy deep in her heart.

Looking at the number of seats around, which were enough to accommodate STARRY's passenger flow for several months, Ijichi Hongxia sighed deeply again.

There is a big difference between the live performance at the campus festival and the live performance in the live house, but there is also a big difference between the live performance in a general live house and the live performance in this highly commercialized live venue.

171

Chapter 171 The only bond.

Backstage after the performance, the brightness of the lights hanging from the ceiling seemed a bit too bright, forcing the AveMujica band members below to lower their heads to avoid their eyes from meeting the lights above their heads.

After looking at the trending searches on her phone, Hachiman Kailing confirmed that she had completed her mission as a Bess mercenary.

Closing her eyes, Hachiman Kailing pressed the power button next to her cell phone by feel, and casually placed the phone with a dimmed screen on the corner of the table.

For a qualified mercenary, knowing how to complete the mission is certainly important, but knowing how to make good use of the rest time after completing the mission and release the pressure accumulated during the mission is also a very important thing.

"We've now topped the trending search list..."

Yutenji Wakamu sat on the sofa, looking at today's hot search list excitedly.

If she had not joined Ave Mujica, a band with a bit of a middle school vibe, based solely on her personal qualities as a video blogger, she probably would not have made it onto the hot search list even once until she retired from the video blogging industry.

"awesome."

Yutenji Wakamu's hand holding the phone also rose a little as the owner's happy mood fluctuated.

Sure enough, instead of racking your brains to improve the quality of the video, it is better to choose to hold on to a strong thigh.

Just follow the boss and be led astray.

Chen Xinghua, dressed in casual clothes, walked in from outside.

"Everyone has worked hard."

Chen Xinghua spoke meaningless clichés.

"According to the contract we signed, after deducting the organizer's costs, the profits earned from today's concert will be credited to your cards according to the previously agreed-upon split."

Chen Xinghua said something very meaningful.

He knew what the only bond connecting the members of the band was now - interest.

So if he doesn't want Ave Mujica to repeat the mistakes of CRYCHIC, he'd better use money and fame to strengthen this bond.

"The agency and the management company behind it have been very complimentary about our performance."

Almost at the same moment as Chen Xinghua appeared at the door, Shoko Toyokawa also appeared at the door.

But this time she was not wearing the black lace mask that would make people smile.

"Captain, thank you for your hard work."

Yutenji Wakamugi praised subconsciously.

“Can you take a picture with me?”

Yutenji Ruomai changed his posture in an instant, from sitting on the sofa and looking at the mobile phone to lying on the sofa and looking at Chen Xinghua.

"team leader."

Our captain seems quite young. Yutenji Wakamugi studied Chen Xinghua's face.

Could it be true, as people say online, that our captain is really just a sixteen-year-old high school boy?

No, no... Yutenji Wakamai suddenly remembered how those nymphomaniacs on the Internet inferred the age of their captain.

They said that just looking at the captain's hands in the piano video was enough to infer his age.

This is just too much nonsense, just as ridiculous as what's in the book.

What can be seen with just a pair of hands?

"Next time."

Chen Xinghua gently declined Yutenji Ruomai's request, "I want to go back and think about today's concert and see if I can find any shortcomings in it."

"So there's no celebration party?"

Yutenji Wakamu sighed helplessly.

After successfully holding their first live show, most bands would hold a grand celebration party. However, for most girl bands, this "grand" level is just a meal at a barbecue restaurant that they usually don't want to eat at.

But for Ave Mujica, even if they didn't hold a celebration party after each live show, and the band members simply went back to their own homes, it probably wouldn't matter. Yutenji Wakamugi felt that he had seen the true nature of this band.

"Maybe next time."

Chen Xinghua's words, which were not perfunctory at all, made Yutenji Ruomai a little disappointed, because she really didn't want this strong thigh to leave her.

Since everyone can make money comfortably, who would be willing to be a miserable video blogger struggling to gain traffic and make money?

"Then I'll take my leave."

Chen Xinghua nodded, then turned and walked out the door.

"Captain, I heard there's been a lot of nymphomaniac incidents involving boys lately."

Sanjiao Chuhua's voice was a little faster than the speed at which Chen Xinghua walked out of the door.

To be honest, there are a lot of news on the nightly news now about nymphomaniacs raping boys.

"Captain, and little...Oblivionis, be careful at night."