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

After all, her dream is to become a rock star that everyone admires. If she can't even take this small step of having dinner with friends, it would be better for her to stay at home and be a Neet.

"This date is as important as the day you were born."

Chen Xinghua nodded with a solemn expression.

"It's not that exaggerated... well, I just did what I could."

Goto Ichiri smiled and said, "No need for compliments."

Looking at the smile on Goto Ichiri's face and the joy that came from the heart of Chen Xinghua, Toyokawa Shoko inexplicably felt a strong sense of crisis.

……How is this going?

But after recalling Goto Ichiri's previous poor social anxiety performance, the strong sense of crisis in her heart dissipated a lot.

Just a social phobia.

235

Chapter 235 Go to bed early.

At night, after the hustle and bustle of the day, the busy city finally quiets down.

This quietness not only belongs to the poor socially anxious people who lie dead in bed after a hard day's work, but also to those who work overtime voluntarily or are forced to do so.

Looking at the densely packed music scores on the computer screen, Chen Xinghua blinked hard, stretched out his finger and pressed the shortcut key to save the compiled music scores.

"Finally finished editing it... Maybe I can take a break now."

He relaxed his tense body and lay down on the soft chair.

"Next is Budokan... then Tokyo Dome, and finally Vienna."

Chen Xinghua closed his eyes and whispered about his future plans for Ave Mujica.

"It might take a lot, half a year... or a few months."

Chen Xinghua suddenly spread his hands towards the sky.

"Whatever, it's time to give myself a break. Don't even think about the band now."

At this moment, the mobile phone lying casually on the table began to tremble violently as if it saw its childhood sweetheart Goto Ichiri being hugged tightly by someone.

"who is it."

Chen Xinghua opened his eyes, quickly took the phone from the table, and unlocked the screen with his fingerprint.

On the familiar chat interface, a cute panda avatar is trying to express its troubles through the chat boxes that keep popping up.

'This is the music score I wrote these days.'

"Can we hold a successful concert? Can we live up to the song of the lights?"

"Is the difficulty too high? Should we lower it a bit?"

'are u there?'

'Are you there?'

"Is the music really too difficult? Should I lower the level?"

……

The constantly flashing news made Chen Xinghua's brain, which was already a little drowsy due to the effect of his biological clock, even more drowsy.

What fast news! The person who typed out this news must have ten very strong fingers.

He shook his head, getting rid of the random thoughts in it, trying to clear his mind a little, and then continued to stare down at the phone screen.

After a while, Chen Xinghua finally realized who was behind the black and white panda head.

...It's Shiina Tatsuki.

She looked very anxious.

At the moment when Chen Xinghua was thinking, dozens of new messages appeared at the bottom of the chat box.

This looks...really anxious.

Let me type some comforting words first.

After thinking about it, Chen Xinghua opened the virtual keyboard and typed out a comforting message at a speed much slower than Shiina Riki's.

But after this short message was typed out, the unread messages that were originally surging like a tide immediately stopped.

"Can I really put on a concert that can be equipped with lights?"

After a long time, maybe a few hours, maybe a few minutes, Shiina Riki.

"You can give a concert that will make the lights happy. I believe in you."

Chen Xinghua did not want to evaluate from a professional perspective whether Tatsuki Shiina could hold a concert with lights.

It's not only because of Shiina Riki's personal reasons, but also because of Deng... After all, Chen Xinghua feels that Deng's singing is very emotional and contagious, and uses these things to make up for the lack of skills.

But to put it in a less emotionally intelligent way, it means that there is no skill at all, relying purely on feelings, which is totally not the way of a professional player.

What would happen if I told Li Xi this? Chen Xinghua suddenly became curious.

'Do you believe me?'

After a short delay, new messages slowly popped up from the lower left corner of the chat box.

"If my sister took my place, would the situation be better?"

'Can she?'

"It will definitely solve the problem perfectly."

'Solve the problem more easily and perfectly than I do.'

Although it was clearly cold printed text, Chen Xinghua could clearly see anxiety, fear, doubt... and a hint of praying for affirmation in it.

He touched his chin and analyzed Shiina Riki's behavior at this moment in his mind.

Li Xi is the type of person who hides all his dissatisfaction deep in his heart and refuses to tell others.

Because she had stayed up all night composing music without telling anyone, and had even gone into a coma, right?

Unless these emotions accumulate to the point where they can be ignited by a spark, Shiina Riki will not take the initiative to express his dissatisfaction to others.

Or... there is another possibility.

Chen Xinghua narrowed his eyes, wondering if it was the broken window effect. After all, he had broken her defenses last time and seen through her true heart.

So she might feel that complaining once again in front of her would not be a harder thing than dying.

"will not."

Although he was thinking about it, Chen Xinghua's typing speed did not slow down.

"Your sister plays the trumpet, not the drums... Just kidding."

"I just think that when it comes to friendship, what's more important is the relationship and the experiences we've shared...not things like ability."

"Abandon your friends just to be with someone who has better abilities."

"Is that what real friends do?"

"They are just bad friends."

Shiina Riki was silent for a moment and did not send any more messages for a while.

At this moment, the lively girl's words jumped out from the screen.

"Xinghua, I found a super, super fun place."

The girl took the initiative to extend an olive branch of invitation to Chen Xinghua.

"I really want to go see it this weekend. Can you come with me? It's really boring to go alone."

"After playing, we can also go to a newly opened coffee shop for afternoon tea... Their curry beef rice is super delicious."

“Earl Grey tea is good too.”

“They are all very delicious.”

Following these messages, there were a series of emoticons.

...It's Aiyin. Chen Xinghua immediately recognized the girl's identity.

And she seemed to be in a much better mood.

After seeing that Shiina Riki had not responded for a long time, he opened Chihaya Aine's chat box and typed two words.

"Where?"

Soon, an accurate address was uploaded to the chat box by Chihaya Aine.

'Here it is.'

Accompanying it was a sentence and two cute emoticons that Chihaya Aine had collected for a long time.

"Go to bed early. It's already ten o'clock. Staying up late is a girl's biggest enemy. It will cause wrinkles."

Chen Xinghua sighed and typed.

"Okay...you should go to bed early too."

Chihaya Aine responded.

After reading Chihaya Aine's message, Chen Xinghua put his phone aside and stretched.

236

Chapter 236 Can’t sleep?

At this moment, the door collided with a pink object, making a loud noise.

This made Chen Xinghua subconsciously look back, wanting to see what was going on.

The clumsy Goto Ichiri knelt on the clean floor, covering his head in pain.

Seeing Goto Ichiri's pitiful appearance, Chen Xinghua stood up from the chair, walked to her side, and reached out to help her up from the ground.

"Bumped your head?"

Chen Xinghua helped Goto Ichiri touch the place where her headache was.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Hmm...it hurts."

Goto Ichiri nodded, a few tiny tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. He looked extremely painful.

"Be careful when you walk next time. Otherwise you might bump into the wall."

Chen Xinghua sighed helplessly, then took his hand away from Goto Ichiri's head. "By the way, Ichiri, what brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Goto Ichiri suddenly froze.

"I...I wanted to come and see if you slept well. Early to bed, early to rise, good health!"

Goto Ichiri put on a very serious look.

In fact, she just wanted to come here and spend more time with her childhood sweetheart.

But for some reason, when he was about to finish his words, Goto Ichiri suddenly changed his mind.

"Can't sleep?"

Chen Xinghua changed the subject and did not ask any further questions.

He walked to the computer desk, moved the mouse, and switched the interface.

"If you can't sleep, do you want to watch a movie with me? After the movie, maybe you can fall asleep. If you stay in bed all the time, you might not be able to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Goto Ichiri's eyes suddenly lit up.

But there seemed to be only one chair in this room...so were we supposed to sit on the bed together? Goto Ichiri scanned the single chair in the room with a scrutinizing gaze.

(Let him sit on the chair and you sit on him.)

"Goto Ichiri" desperately encouraged her other self, because she felt that if her other self took the initiative to make this suggestion, her childhood sweetheart would definitely do it.