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

But for some reason, her wrist began to tremble again, as if she was about to experience a life-and-death struggle with the drum.

Miss Yutenji Wakamugi shook her head ever so slightly, throwing away the thing that was hindering her from gaining fame and fortune.

Even if you have to go through many battles and make decisions, as long as you can earn reputation, then all problems will not be a problem.

"I like that you can consider my proposal carefully."

Chen Xinghua said in a low voice.

"Do you have sheet music for other instruments besides the drums?"

Miss Yutenji Wakamai gave Chen Xinghua a standard and bright business smile.

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Chapter 150: So, Miao Mengqin, can we start practicing now?

"Of course it's all made up."

Chen Xinghua stretched out his hand towards Miss Yutenji Ruomai, as if trying to pull the purple-haired girl into an endless drumming hell.

"Youtianji Ruomai...my name is Youtianji Ruomai."

As a qualified video blogger, Yutenji Wakamu knows very well that the most important thing for a video blogger is to do something different from other video bloggers.

Otherwise, why would others watch your videos instead of other video bloggers’ videos?

Joining a band of decent quality can bring in huge traffic regardless of whether the band ultimately succeeds or fails.

After all, the fall of a genius is a very interesting and regrettable event.

"Well, Miss Yutenji Wakamugi, it's a pleasure working with you."

Chen Xinghua took the blank contract with black pen on it that Toyokawa Shoko handed over to him at the right time.

"Since this is a collaboration, we should sign a contract in black and white, right?"

Chen Xinghua added, as if afraid that Miss Yutiansi would misunderstand.

"Ms. Yutenji...after all, I'm not just playing around, so what do you think?"

Yutenji Ruomai took the contract handed to him by Chen Xinghua and glanced at it.

"Can you call me Meow Dream Darling?"

It could be said that this contract was extremely generous to both the band members and the band leader. Yutenji Wakamu hurriedly came to this conclusion.

It neither constrains band members to stay in the band, nor does it create even the slightest obstacle for the band leader to kick out band members.

But this just fits her identity as a video blogger, so she doesn't have to devote the rest of her life to this band. Even if she wants to leave, she won't be able to.

"It feels a bit strange to call you Miss Yutenji."

While signing the contract, Yutenji Wakamugi subconsciously tried to improve his relationship with his band boss.

"So, Meow Meng dear, can we start practicing now?"

Chen Xinghua looked into Yutenji Ruomai's pink pupils. He couldn't wait to compose a drum score that would best suit this double-handed drummer.

"Because the sooner I start practicing, the sooner I can debut. I want to debut as quickly as possible."

The scene of the first performance must be as grand as possible so that it can be performed on the stage of Vienna's Golden Music Hall for the second performance.

If I can just get on that stage, I should be able to find an excuse to enter Yugaoka Girls' College, and maybe even be invited to give a music lecture at the college.

Chen Xinghua squinted his eyes and looked at the bird's nest built on the branches outside the window.

"Then Meow Mengqin is looking forward to the band's first performance."

Yutenji Wakamushi clasped her hands together, and her voice was filled with anticipation and a sweet girlish air.

"I believe the captain will succeed in carrying out his wish."

At this time, Yutenji Ruomai had no idea what Chen Xinghua was thinking, or even if she guessed what Chen Xinghua was talking about, she probably would not take it seriously.

After all, isn't it a good thing to want to compose the most suitable music for the drummer in the band?

Now Miao Mengqin would not think that it is a good thing to compose music that is not suitable for the band's drummer.

Hachiman Kailing finished playing the jazz piece in her hand, and then looked at the purple-haired girl who was just about to join the band with a look of pity.

The girl in the band probably has no idea what a powerful musical genius her employer is.

He always puts pressure on himself, no matter how he improves.

However, I think the situation of this girl who calls herself Miao Mengqin should be much better than mine. After all, this employer is good at playing both bass and piano.

Then his energy probably cannot support him to learn a third instrument to a very deep level.

……

A few hours later, when the sun sets, the stars and the bright moon rise from the other side.

Hachiman Kailing felt a little surprised. It seemed that her employer knew more about the instrument, the drum, than she had imagined.

Likewise, the employer seemed to understand the drummer's limitations much better than she anticipated.

"Not enough, not enough."

Chen Xinghua was diligently revising Miss Yutiansi Ruomai's drum sheet. He could still put a little more pressure on her. "There's still room for improvement. A lot of room for improvement."

To achieve perfect results, you must balance the two pressures.

One is technical pressure and the other is physical pressure.

When one pressure is too high, it will affect the other pressure.

It is necessary to strike a balance between the two... only then can you play a more perfect drum beat.

As for whether it would put too much pressure on the drummer if this were achieved.

Chen Xinghua glanced at the purple-haired Miao Meng who was so tired that she was lying on the drum set and gasping for breath. Wasn’t she still alive?

Miao Mengqin is a cat, because there is "miao" in "miao Mengqin", so it is a cat.

A cat's reaction is seven times that of a human. If a cat feels uncomfortable, it will run away on its own, but Miao Mengqin did not run away, so she would not die from stress.

Chen Xinghua patted his forehead and threw away all the random thoughts in his head.

What are you thinking about...really?

Of course, playing drums won’t kill you, so there’s no need to worry that Miao Mengqin will be stressed to death by his own drum music.

Devil, Miss Yutenji Ruomai, who was lying on the drum set, looked at Chen Xinghua's almost devilish back with black hair, and let out a few unwilling cries in her heart.

After practicing for the past few hours, our Miss Yutenji Wakamugi had to admit that the band leader did have some musical talent.

This includes but is not limited to giving suggestions that can help Ms. Yutenji Wakamushi improve her performance immediately after listening to her drum performance.

You can also immediately adjust the drum score that best suits her based on her drumming skills and strength.

But this is the biggest problem. The drum music adjusted by the band leader is so suitable for Miss Yutenji Wakamu that she can play it as long as she plays the drums with all her strength.

...The premise is to play the drums with all your strength.

Why is the BPM of the drum sheet composed by this band leader 222?

Is this drum beat something a human can play? They played it all afternoon!

Although it is true that Miao Mengqin can be played out, the full-strength drum score will turn Miao Mengqin into a consumable item that is consumed one per Live.

Miss Yutenji Wakamugi, remembering something, suddenly straightened up like a skinny serf about to rebel against the oppression and exploitation of her noble grandfather.

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Chapter 151 Rainy Day.

Miss Yutenji Ruomai turned her head to look at Chen Xinghua, and her pink pupils were suddenly filled with determination to resist.

At this moment, Miss Yutenji Wakamugi is no longer just a purple-haired drummer who is about to be exhausted to death by the band captain. She represents all the drummers who have been exhausted to death by the band captain throughout history.

Today, I, Miao Mengqin, will...

"Did you have a good rest, Miss Meowmeng?"

Chen Xinghua's devilish voice reached Miss Yutenji Ruomai's ears, making her so tired that she fell back on the drum set.

I haven’t had a good rest yet... Miss Wakamugi of Yutenji felt like she was about to ascend to heaven and see her ancestors who had passed away long ago.

Goodbye, sister and family.

However, the physical fatigue constantly reminded Miss Yutenji Wakamugi that she had not ascended to heaven. On the contrary, she was still stuck in this hell where drummers were treated as consumables.

"Captain, aren't you tired?"

Miss Yutenji Wakamugi swallowed all her complaints about the band leader in her heart, and forced herself to squeeze out words of concern.

Because he gave so much.

Not to mention the basic monthly salary of one million yen, just talking about his musical talent, he is simply an all-rounder.

"I see you've been busy all afternoon, not only helping Haizi and I revise the music, but also practicing the piano in your free time."

He is a versatile pianist who can offer a lot of optimization suggestions to bassists and drummers, and can also compose music that can become popular across the country.

Being able to team up with a pianist with such talent, are you still afraid of not being able to survive?

"I didn't stop to rest for a minute."

"You must be tired. Do you want me to buy you a cup of milk tea?"

Miss Yutenji Ruomai said with great anticipation that she would rather run downstairs to buy milk tea for the band leader than stay here and be trained by this band leader who had no humanitarianism at all.

Even if she has to pay for the milk tea herself.

"Ms. Miao Meng, remember to come tomorrow."

Chen Xinghua's words, without a trace of sympathy, reached Miss Yutenji Ruomai's ears.

But it was these words without any compassion that made Miss Yutenji Wakamugi excited. 'Remember to come tomorrow', does this mean that today's training is over?

"No need for milk tea, I'm not thirsty yet."

Chen Xinghua closed the piano lid and met Ms. Yutenji Wakamu's eyes with a tired and expectant look. "After you return, I hope you can continue to hone your drumming skills."

Because although Miao Mengqin is a natural drummer with her ambidextrous hands, her drumming skills still need to be honed.

Just like an unpolished rough stone is ultimately just a piece of raw stone without any color or apparent value, only after undergoing various levels of polishing and other refinements can this rough stone become a jade bracelet on the wrist of a wealthy lady.

"After all, we want to debut as quickly as possible."

"By the way, Captain, I still don't know your name."

Miss Yutenji Ruomai looked at Chen Xinghua's dark back as he walked towards the door.

Chen Xinghua looked back and a smile appeared on his face hidden under the mask.

"You'll find out about this later, but not now... because I haven't recruited all the members for my band yet, and I don't want anyone outside the band to know who I am."

He didn't intend to hide his face behind the mask forever. To put it another way, it was impossible for him to hide his face behind the mask forever.

For example, when you go to the Vienna Golden Hall for a concert, you can't help but tell the organizer your real identity information.

...How is that possible?

So there is no need to keep it secret from the band members.

But it still has to be kept secret for now. After all, he hasn't signed a contract with the band members that states that if his true identity is revealed, he will have to pay a heavy penalty.

"It's the sense of mystery, right? Meow Mengqin loves mystery the most."

Miss Yutenji Wakamugi echoed Chen Xinghua's voice, hoping to improve her favorability in his eyes and make him lower the BPM of the drums a little.

Can a drum sheet with a BPM of 222 be typed out by humans?

A drummer is not a disposable commodity that is used up after one live performance.

"It's time to get off work, Ruomaizi."

Hachiman Kailing put his close comrade into the bass box, closed the bass box, and then stretched out his left hand to pick it up easily.

"It's Meow Meng kiss."

Miss Yutenji Wakamugi raised her hand in dissatisfaction and protested, "It's not Wakamugi."