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

Reality is a cruel thing that erodes human personality.

But Xinghua's personality doesn't seem to have been completely worn away by the cruel reality.

"I quit that band. I liked their childish yet sincere songs, but they later changed their music style to become more popular in order to become popular."

...and also lost their own personality.

“Without personality, it’s almost like being dead.”

“So I quit that band.”

Chen Xinghua looked forward, staring at the clock hanging on the wall in front of him.

"And they failed?"

"Opened the box?"

Liang quipped, "Can you give me some opening fee?"

"No, I guessed it, and it seems to be correct."

Chen Xinghua shook his head. "I just used the most basic probability theory."

The most accurate way to determine whether a person is a mathematical genius is to directly determine that he has no mathematical talent. The accuracy of this method is as high as 99.99%.

This is also the most accurate method to judge whether a band can be successful.

Because among ten bands planning to go professional, it is a very remarkable thing if one band can support itself with music.

Even more bands have to rely on the funds earned from odd jobs by band members to support their operations.

"Because there are very few things in this world that can succeed if you give up persistence. There are even more things that may not succeed even if you give up persistence."

"Correct."

Liang nodded in agreement, "Hongxia is serious about forming a band...it's not just a regular high school band."

"I see it."

Chen Xinghua narrowed his eyes. "She wants to be a professional band member, but she hasn't said it explicitly."

"Perhaps she also feels that her idea is unrealistic. If she ends the band, she might not be able to pursue a career as a professional band. She might even have to pay for the performance of the last live show before the band ends."

"That's why I didn't express my thoughts in front of everyone."

"So, do you think it's better to follow trends in a band, or to stick to your own personality?"

Liang expressed the worry that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

Xinghua is a very realistic person, so Liang is worried that reality will erase his personality and turn him into the kind of mediocre guy you can see everywhere on the street.

Was she worried that I'd end the band and go pop like her previous bands? Chen Xinghua understood Liang's deeper meaning almost instantly.

"I think whether you're chasing trends or being unique, you should at least have enough money to pay for your next curry meal."

"Otherwise, any personality will come crashing down under the gravitational pull of food."

"Any independence must be based on economic independence."

"Otherwise, even if you desperately try to pursue your individuality... you will only end up in a tragic situation."

Without a direct answer, he asked: Is it better to follow trends or stick to your own personality? Liang leaned his hands on the table, supporting his cheeks.

But are you talking about the most basic things that support the band?

"Also, some bands won't become popular if they stick to a popular style, but maybe they will become popular if they stick to their own unique style."

Chen Xinghua said seriously.

"Who can tell about such things... fate is unpredictable."

"Songs written just to become popular don't become popular, but songs that simply express my most sincere feelings do become popular."

Liang lowered his arms, lost in thought.

So that's why you didn't try to persuade Pochi-chan to write a song that's more suitable for a pop style? Instead, you wrote "Guitar, Loneliness, and the Blue Planet," a song that suits Pochi-chan's personality very well.

As Pochi-chan's childhood sweetheart, Xinghua has an almost absolute influence on the style of Pochi-chan's lyrics.

"So, Senior Liang, you called me here just to discuss these things with me, under the pretext of borrowing money? ...I didn't expect you to be such a serious person."

Chen Xinghua's voice brought Liang's thoughts back to the cruel reality.

Liang searched his empty pockets, but his face was serious.

"No, actually, it's also because my pockets are empty... Yesterday a mouse ate all the money in my wallet."

Seeing Liang desperately digging into his pocket, Chen Xinghua said helplessly, "I'll treat it to you this time. Remember to pay next time, Liang."

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How about Chapter 115, are you free?

"Liang, it's time for you to manage your finances..."

Chen Xinghua said with a hint of resignation, "Although it's rock 'n' roll to spend all your money at the beginning of each month, the reality behind this rock 'n' roll feeling is that you'll have to live on starvation for the rest of the month."

Liang pinched his fingers, his face extremely serious, like a wise man who was telling some profound truth.

"Because the new bass in the store is so beautiful, I couldn't resist, so..."

So you spent all your money on that bass this month, Chen Xinghua looked at Liang with a puzzled look.

"What about last month? You lent me money last month."

Liang, where did you spend your money last month?

"Because the second-hand store has a bass guitar at a great discount..."

Liang's eyes remained calm.

"It was all spent on the bass."

Chen Xinghua shook his head, "At least you should have a spending plan... before buying a bass, at least set aside a month's worth of expenses."

"Don't always borrow money from others... and then delay paying it back."

Chen Xinghua said helplessly.

"It's okay. I won't starve."

Liang gave Chen Xinghua a thumbs-up, "Because I've recently researched what kinds of grass are edible."

"Just eat grass to get through the next month."

This guy must be joking, Chen Xinghua looked at the clock hanging above the coffee shop.

Also, did she change the subject and not answer me about her not paying back the money she borrowed?

"I miss the junior who would call me Liang-senpai."

A trace of sadness flashed in Liang's yellow eyes, "Has the naive junior from the past really grown up?"

"That'll have to wait until you become a reliable guy."

Chen Xinghua stood up and took the menu that was on the table. "How can you call an unreliable senior a senior?"

"And I haven't grown up yet... I just saw through someone's unreliable true face."

“So realistic.”

Liang's tone was filled with forced vicissitudes of life, "Once a senior, always a senior. Now you are a junior."

……

After paying the bill, I pushed open the door of the coffee shop, strode out, and took the tram home.

But Chen Xinghua's current action stopped at the third step.

Since you are already here, why not go to a live house before leaving?

I walked to the door of the ticket office and selected today’s live show…this one was the best.

Chen Xinghua randomly picked a compilation live album put together by several unknown high school bands.

Maybe it's because this is an unknown high school band, or because they want to attract customers through price reduction and promotion strategies, or maybe it's a combination of both.

In short, the ticket prices in Chen Xinghua's hands were extremely low, so low that he could even afford it if he bleeded at the end of the month.

When entering the venue, Chen Xinghua caught sight of two familiar figures, one of whom was the Zoli band that was MCing the opening show on the stage.

"Hello everyone."

Zuo Li said to the audience, "This is the first time for our band to perform at such a large live show."

"Actually, our band once thought about dropping out of school to play in the band exclusively, but then we met a guitarist wearing a skull mask."

"...I was hit really hard by his amazing skills."

"But after being struck down by him, we realized a very serious problem: we didn't have enough ability to embark on this path. From this perspective, I am very grateful to him."

“You might be wondering why we’re performing here if we don’t plan to become a professional band… Of course, that’s because that was our original aspiration.”

"We should have fun playing music. Whether or not anyone comes to see our band's performance...it doesn't matter."

“As long as we can get together and play music happily, that’s enough.”

"When our band was first formed, it was just a few good friends who loved music and suddenly decided to play in a band. That was a bit hasty, wasn't it?"

"I really wish the guitarist who gave our band such a big blow was in the audience right now... so that we can express our feelings to him through music. Does that sound a bit childish?"

After a simple opening MC, Zuo Li cleared his throat, pointed at the microphone, and kicked off the live performance.

Chen Xinghua had never heard the music played by this band before, but judging by his ears, it should be some kind of music that expresses the characteristics of youth.

Moreover, there are strong emotions hidden in this song, including the release of youth, reconciliation with reality, cherishment of friendship, and various complex emotions.

More importantly, the lead singer, guitarist, bassist, and drummer all worked very hard.

But it’s far from enough... If you want to make a career, this level of skills is not enough.

At best, they can only perform at live events. If you throw them outside, they are just the kind of high school band you can see everywhere.

A professional band cannot rely solely on emotion and hard work.

Chen Xinghua leaned quietly against the wall, listening to the music of the band.

But judging by the standards of a high school band, this band is very good.

After the song ended, one or two audience members clapped their hands first, and then the rest of the audience burst into loud applause as if they had suddenly realized something.

This also included the fact that Chen Xinghua's sight caught another familiar figure, Miss Nagasaki Motoyo.

Is she here to listen to the live performance too? Chen Xinghua applauded.

After the enthusiastic applause in the venue subsided for a while, Chen Xinghua lowered his voice and walked towards Miss Nagasaki Motoyo.

"Miss Sushi, are you free?"

When Miss Nagasaki Motoyo heard Chen Xinghua's voice, she was stunned at first, then she came to her senses and gave a polite smile.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

Chen Xinghua looked at the shining figures of the girls in the band on the stage... Who shone the light on them?

"It's about the band. I want to talk to you about the live show. How about it? Are you free?"

With her palms clasped together, Nagasaki Suyo still maintained a standard business-like smile on her face that was enough to hide her true feelings.

Regarding the topic of Live, do you not want to hold a Live?

"sure."

Next, if we can lead him to have a little conflict with Xiao Lixi, he should give up and take away the wild cats and Chihaya Aine who do not belong to "CRYCHIC".

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Chapter 116 Does Nagasaki Suyo like the band?

"You don't really like the band of lights, do you?"

Chen Xinghua did not take his eyes off the shining girls in the band on the stage.

Does Nagasaki Suyo like the current band?