Happy end of February, and a happy holiday continues.

It was sunny on Wednesday morning.

A good weather worth going out.

Especially suitable for social livestock.

Unfortunately, Mr. Chihara is not the type of person who needs to work strictly from nine to five days.

If you ignore the disadvantage of low wages, it is indeed a good job for voice actors.

——In addition to those who work part-time in idol careers.

Shimada Nobunaga led the "quadrilateral" and four people came in together.

He still looked like he was dressed in the recording studio of "My Sister" last time.

I wear a suit that looks particularly expensive, and I pull the buttons very casually to reveal the colorful front panel inside.

These people are preparing for special training in the band practice room that specializes in rehearsing music for idol groups.

The intermittent training this morning was very intense.

There is a meaning of the Soviet-German firefight in the Stalingrad War.

The guitar is either roaring or cutting wood like a saw blade.

Bass shoots on the battlefield and plays crackling solo.

The keyboard is weird and arrogant, and it keeps ringing.

The lead singer ran around and shouted.

After the passage, several people were sweating all over.

Matsuda leaned gently against the wall, and a few strands of hair that had been said to have been wet and stuck to her face.

Youma bent over and gasped heavily, and she couldn't wait to lie here and fall asleep directly.

Only Qianhara, who was sitting on the chair and watching happily, smiled and took a photo.

Then the one shot at him was the fierce gaze of the idol trio and the enemy.

"I'll go out to get a takeaway!" He waved his hand and quickly ran out of the room before the brothers could do anything to him.

I didn't bring my bento at noon today because it was not planned.

The original plan was to sleep hard! Have fun!

Skipping his figure without looking back, Matsuda subconsciously touched his rumbling stomach: "Did you use his mobile phone when you ordered takeout just now?"

"No." Yuma panted and shook her head.

Shimada Nobunaga, who was the first to order, took out his cell phone consciously, and he said to the small box in his hand with melancholy:

"Just hand the takeaway to the man in yellow Pikachu clothes running out of the building."

"You can see it later, right, it's the one who orders a children's package every time she comes to the store, she looks very childish..."

He put down his cell phone until the other party supported him.

Today's event failed again!

...

The boy also came back with a heavy breath.

This order, the meal for four people, is still on the height of the fifth and sixth floors, and the elevator is crowded and can only climb stairs.

Really tired.

My own is a children's package, while the other three feel that their physical energy consumption is huge, so they buy the Big Mac package.

Chihara sat on the ground and took apart a large box of McDonald's new "Chicken Durian" that he had just brought over.

Fried chicken and durian, two foods with strong flavor, blended with cheese, instantly filled the small practice room.

The chicken nuggets smell quite fragrant, but the taste is average, and the new products have always been like this.

By the way, it is better to the colonel chicken nuggets that have disappeared from the Kaifeng dish next door.

Qianyuan had a free job, so he pushed it aside with disgust.

Take out the classic beef burger from the bag, and the toys are still stuffed into the four-dimensional pocket.

Two bites of half a burger, took a bite of the fries, dipped the remaining half in the tomato sauce, and then took a sip of the iced coke, and burped.

Only then did I realize that Nobunaga and Yuma were looking at him with bad eyes, so he said:

"Aren't you hungry?"

Nobunaga looked at him squintly, "Is this your last words?"

Matsuda said depressedly: "Don't you feel ashamed to let our embarrassment flow out?"

"Not at all!" The young man nodded vigorously with confidence.

Anyway, it's not his face that you lose.

From them, I picked up the document given by the music producer.

The above is a regular stave score, several drum sets and bass stave scores for musical instruments, and the bottom is a lyrics with the score.

"It looks good." He couldn't help but praise, and then hummed softly.

Seeing him looking happy when he saw the hunt, Nobunaga couldn't help but ask, "Do you understand music too?"

As I listened, I couldn't help but scratch my head and asked, "Is there something wrong with this tone?"

Chihara took a sip of Coke before answering: "Because I'm humming Miku-chan's "The Emoticon Man" or the lyrical version."

"The lyrical version is OK..."

To be honest, Mr. Chihara only knows the 1234 Arabic numerals above. If you rewritten it into Dorami Fassorasi's Chinese, he might be able to read it.

It is best to label the keys on the instrument.

"Stop making trouble." Nobunaga patted his hand, because the boy suddenly stretched out his arm and played a few notes on the keyboard.

"There's no way, I haven't played with this kind of thing, I'm quite curious." The boy said, then turned his head again, "By the way, Yuma, let me touch your bass."

"I have enough time..." Uchida Yuma held his forehead helplessly, "You didn't participate, and you can still come here to enjoy it so happily."

"There is no way, who told me to take the powerful route?" The young man stood up proudly, looked back and forth at the photos in his hand, stretching with satisfaction.

He is different from these three idols who are planning to rehearse songs now.

No one forced him to do something he didn't want to do.

Seeing his teasing eyes, Nobunaga couldn't help but vent his anger: "But you are not as strong as Matsuda."

"It's just an accident. I will suppress it in the animation next time." The young man said hummingly that he had long been irresistible about Kirito's robbery of his fiancée.

Matsuda shrugged. He was used to it. This little brother always liked to confuse animation and reality. Matsuda stuffed the finished food packaging into the original bag and sorted out the garbage from the people next to him.

"Why did you go to be an idol?" Chihara asked in surprise.

As the [Master of the Internet Virtual Idol], he shook the music score in his hand curiously.

Nobunaga shook his mouth and glanced at him again, then replied disdainfully: "What do you know! This is the new plan of the idol master! It is also the first two-dimensional male idol in history!"

"Do you understand the idol master?"

While talking, he rubbed a spiroside with both hands.

"You said it once before."

Besides, the boy is still an old man, so how could he not know the idol master?

"This time is different! I'm still the leader in this wave!" Nobunaga sat on the ground and patted the special floor tiles. "With such exposure, how can you not be popular?"

Can be fire!

Absolutely!

The leader is an idol center, often takes the blame from the center center, and is also the number one among idol groups. Generally speaking, the leader often serves as a position, and leads the singing when performing in the center of the stage, sings when singing, with the most lyrics and the most opportunities to speak during interviews.

In other words, the leader represents the facade of a group, and the resources and popularity they obtain are also the highest.

For example, the Fructus King in the lovelive next door is a typical leader. Of course, there are also the Lord among the idol masters from last year 11 years, and the Shimamura egg among the idol master Cinderella girls...

Speaking of Mao Month...

By the way, is she really a leader?

In short, for an idol project in a group, although getting a leader does not mean that it is necessarily good to be popular, it means that the starting point is much higher than others.

"Backing with a big tree like Consortium B, there was a female idol project that first made her popular, and then a large number of excellent musicians and producers, including invincible advertising." Nobunaga slapped his chest and signaled that he was not far from the day of great popularity.

After all, there is such good resource support.

Some time ago, when a boy was riding a tram, he could see the advertisements of early paper idols even on both sides of the tram.

"There is only one problem..." Qianyuan said calmly.
To be continued...