Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 228 Open the palace?

"Eh? Guitarist?"

Mana, who was changing clothes, couldn't help but stick her head out from the dressing room. Her messy black hair flowed down like a waterfall. The gauze curtain of the dressing room couldn't cover Mana's fair and delicate collarbone. Fortunately, there were only girls in the room, so Mana could stick her head out to listen to the show without caring about being rude.

At this moment, Xiao Mu's face looked a little unhappy. He looked at Miao Meng, who seemed a little guilty but forced to smile, with great dissatisfaction and anger. His childish temper was not concealed at all.

"Um...actually, it's the guitarist from Cyeagha. He wanted to come over for a visit...that's all, right?"

Haizi didn't say what specific reason he was going to give, so how could a bad guy like me know what to do?

The culprit, Hai Ling, has changed into her performance costume. Her bright white breeches are a bit tight, almost outlining the graceful curves of Hai Ling's body, exuding a wild yet elegant and restrained temperament.

Hai Ling still had the same indifferent expression as before, silently tuning the bass in her hand, not paying much attention to what was happening in front of her.

Chuhua... Chuhua was thinking, and seemed to have understood the deep meaning of Miaomeng and Hailing's actions. He had already begun to seriously consider the feasibility of bringing the cute pink-haired girl in front of him, who was slowly liquefying, into Ave Mujica's team and rotating her with Xiaomu.

It is a fact that Xiaomu's guitar skills have declined drastically for no apparent reason. Putting aside the possibility of recovery, as the leader of the band, the first thing I have to consider is the survival of the band.

If it is cyeagha and Xiangzi's judgment, this girl's guitar skills are definitely guaranteed.

Although I don't know why they let this child come to us.

Maybe they knew that Xiaomu was already dead, so they sent him here to help us clear the situation.

No matter what, keeping this kid can take over for a while before Xiao Mu recovers his strength, and after Xiao Mu recovers, he can also stay as a substitute to put pressure on Xiao Mu.

Chuhua's silence was deafening, and Xiaomu's silence was panic-stricken—Chuhua, I was wrong! Don't take me away! I will definitely practice guitar well in the future!

"Luna...right?"

"Hey, you can call me Goto Ichiri or Hey, or this guy, anyway, I know you are calling me..."

Chu Hua looked at the shy and socially anxious girl in front of him, covered his mouth and burst out laughing. Theoretically, this girl is half a year older than me, how come she is even more childish than Xiao Mu?

"Since you're here for a visit, please feel free to look around. Cyeagha has helped us a lot, so we have an obligation to treat you well, Xiaomu—"

Chu Hua waved to Xiao Mu, who was breathing heavily behind the floor lamp, and motioned her to come over and greet Yi Li. "Don't be angry, she's a guest, you have to treat her well."

Although they were old acquaintances, Xiao Mu still reluctantly took small steps to the front of Yi Li, who was floating like seaweed, and stretched out his hand shyly: "Hello... Um, can you go back?"

Xiao Mu was beaten up by Chu Hua, and the little cucumber girl squatted on the spot with her head in her hands.

"Oh yeah, there's one more step."

Hai Ling seemed to remember something, plugged Xiao Mu's electric guitar hanging on the shelf beside her into the stereo, and threw it to Yili, who looked confused and frightened by everyone's gaze. Muscle memory made Yili almost subconsciously pull out the pick - he had touched Xiao Mu's guitar many times, and he had practiced the fingering techniques many times when teaching him.

Just this small detail made Xiao Mu feel even gloomier - if he was taken away by Gong now, he would just have to spend sixty or seventy yuan to take a taxi home, and he wouldn't even have to take his guitar with him.

Without saying much, Yili just played a very famous guitar solo of Free Bird. The seven-string guitar playing this kind of wild country music and rock music complement each other very well, and under Yili's hands it was even more icing on the cake.

This is not a show of skill, and what is vibrating in Yili's hand is not a guitar string, but the pink-haired guitarist is using the pick in his hand to hit the green-haired guitarist's spinning top.

Xiao Mu's tears were about to overflow, his mouth was open but he couldn't say a word, and his face looked like a crybaby.

"...Alright, alright, stop making such a stinky face. I'm not going to chase you away."

Chu Hua was also amused by this inexplicable aggrieved aura and gently patted Mu on the back of the head.

Although he staggered after being hit, Xiao Mu put on an honest face after hearing Chu Hua's promise that he would not take her away. The guitar girl immediately stood at attention.

"Hey! Xiao Mu must try his best to perform! I promise not to let Chu Hua down!"

"Call me Doloris," Chu Hua ignored Mu's pretentiousness and continued to emphasize to the band members around him, "We have to use code names when we go on stage. The agency wants us to keep our true identities secret for now. We don't want to make a fool of ourselves later."

After hearing this, Miao Meng smiled provocatively and slowly raised her soft, boneless little hand wearing beautiful black gloves.

“Question: When can we take off our masks?”

Even when talking about these sensitive internal matters of the band, Miao Meng did not deliberately avoid the fact that Yili was still an outsider at the moment - Miao Meng was also a smart person and could see that Chu Hua had just intended to keep Yili.

The so-called catfish effect, for a rich lady like Xiaomu who has no ambitions, the best way to motivate her is to find a guitarist to put pressure on her.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not possible right now," Chu Hua said. After all, he hadn't received any definitive information from the agency, so he couldn't easily guarantee anything on such a matter. He simply shared his own guess. "If we reveal our true identities to just five thousand people, wouldn't that be too much of a loss for us?"

Hailing also nodded, and signaled Mana to change clothes quickly, and Chuhua to change into her performance costume and put on her respective masks before going on stage.

"I heard something from the boss. It's said that we have to take off one mask after each performance. I don't know if it's true, Chuhua... Doloris's script should be prepared for such a plot."

"Well, thank you Timoris for the reminder. I will prepare well after today."

The five people turned their attention to Yili, who had not spoken for a few minutes and was trying to escape while no one was paying attention.

The pink-haired guitar-playing girl was sweating profusely, her big eyes had become small due to the pressure, and were rapidly evolving towards the direction of 6д9.

"Ichiri-san, does Xiangzi have anything for you to pass on to us?"

When Yili heard Chu Hua only asking if he had anything to say, he felt relieved but also a little disappointed - he had thought he was a hot commodity and was prepared to reluctantly reject Chu Hua's invitation to join the band.

"No...Oh, yes, everyone, wait for me."

Yili took out his cell phone, opened the memo and flipped through it quickly. After finding the lyrics and music score that Baihe Sanhui sent him to memorize, he handed the phone to Chuhua.

Chuhua: oO?

"This is... from Xiangzi. It's a new song for you... desu."

After removing the external metronome and turning off the power of the effects pedal, Yili looked up at Chuhua who was looking at the lyrics in confusion - yes, kids, Yili now has the courage to look up at people while playing, Mango Mask is already a thing of the past... right?

Just when he was about to burn himself out and start playing the guitar, Chuhua waved his hand and held Yili's hand, looking gentle and confident.

"Thank Xiangzi and cyeagha for me. This song is great, but I want to save it for you guys next time."

Looking back at the crowd whose eyes were also filled with the flames of war, Chu Hua loudly declared: "We've been provoked. What should we do?"

"Dui Bang!"

"It's too early to talk about that. Let's use today's performance to give Xiangzi a good fight. Next time we're on stage together, we'll let them know what it means to—"

"A real galactic battleship!"

Miao Meng was already ready to take out the nameless anger aroused by his hypersexuality on Yili... Don't think too much about it, just keep the substitute sent by the opposing band. Don't waste it, just wait for the captain to give the order and then send it back.

"Doloris, how about Ichiri-san staying at my house?"

"Oh, no, you already have Xiaomu there, how about sending her to warm the bed for Chuhua and me?"

"...Yili students have citizenship rights. Please don't think of us as gangsters."

Chuhua complained silently, and pushed Mana's head, which had popped out to watch the fun, back into the locker room - not to mention it's not decent, but please don't waste everyone's time!

Yili: 6д9!