me, the protagonist

Before someone came to the port mafia to recycle old furniture, Sakura Yamabuki was quickly called to the scene and ordered to recycle all things like flower walls.

Sakura Yamabuki stood in front of the port mafia, immersed in the glory of the past for a second: ah, the cheering support when she first boarded the Budokan was also so colorful.

The next moment she saw many mafia members who were trying to completely move the flower wall to the inside of the headquarters.

The mafia has basically never been in contact with idol aids, and it takes a lot of effort just to study how to dismantle them.But they didn't complain, and they took care of the handling.

Every day when Sakura Yamabuki goes out of school, it is like passing by the vegetable market, and she greets everyone with a bright smile when she sees them.

Her vigorous vitality and cheerfulness are a rare consolation to many people struggling to make a living in the other world.

Sakura Yamabuki didn't know this, she felt that she was causing trouble to Mr. Nakaya's "company".

After all, the door of the company is blocked by flowers, so how can we conduct business?

As soon as the door of the chief's office was opened, Mori Ogai saw the girl rushing in and bowed at ninety degrees:

"Mr. Mori, I am very sorry to trouble you!"

Her cherry-colored long hair moved slightly, as if there was a breeze blowing from a distant place.The bright spring day is coming as promised, and the Someiyoshino cherry blossoms are shining brilliantly under the sunshine.

Even the bodyguards who had been keeping their eyes on both sides held their breath at this moment, staring at the girl who was shining brightly in the dark.

"Ah, angel."

Mori Ogai subconsciously stood up from the chair, and the memo full of strategies was pushed to the ground and made a sound.

It felt like the sunlight that had lingered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows countless times had finally come to this lonely and cold place in the city.

"It's okay," Mori Ogai once again forgot what he was going to do.His love and pity arose spontaneously, and he couldn't help slowing down his voice: "Has Sakura-chan debuted?"

Nakaya, who followed behind, was stunned for a moment, and also looked at Yamabuki Sakura.

If I remember correctly, Sakura Yamabuki has only broadcast live twice, and it stands to reason that she will not make her debut so soon.

Besides, Chuya thought in a strange way, she probably wouldn't tell me about her debut.

Certainly not!

He was either the first to know, or the second...

No, he was the first!

"No, I haven't reached that point yet," Sakura Yamabuki straightened up, thinking with the tip of her index finger on her chin: "I'm going to try to make an appointment tonight, and if the number of people meets the requirements, I'll prepare tickets and the like of."

Mori Ogai asked, "Did Sakura-chan do all the preparation work alone?"

Zhong Yuan couldn't help but shudder at the gentle expression shown by the leader who used to be moody and angry.

"Yeah!" Yamabuki Sakura smiled: "Although it's the first time I do it, I think it should be fine!"

"What a lovely child."

Mori Ogai said: "If there are enough people, what will Sakura-chan do next?"

"Uh... let's go see the venue," Yamabuki Sakura thought, "I went to a few livehouses (*small venues for underground artists' performances) in Onoue Town, and the bosses all said that they could give me a discount. Excluding making albums and other things In terms of spending, it should be that family in the end."

Sakura Yamabuki mentioned the name of a small livehouse.

The money she has at her disposal is only a little over 50 yen.Last night, Sakunosuke Oda did not accept the 53 yen she wanted to hand over to Osamu Dazai.

But she still decided to keep this part of the money and return it to the teacher when she saw Teacher Dazai.

Teacher Dazai is a responsible and honest person, how can she bully an honest person?

The system was speechless for a long time when it knew what she was thinking.Having seen the tragic end of many players, the system knows best that the only honest person in the audience is Sakura Yamabuki.

For more than 50 yuan, you need to rent a venue, engrave an album, make peripheral posters and other miscellaneous things, which seems to be stretched.

The main source of income for underground idols is the albums and peripherals sold after the show.

Sakura Yamabuki is very serious about idols, but she had a high starting point before and never knew anything about underground idols.

She checked the information on the spot, only a few days ago, she started designing and producing peripherals in a panic, looking for a music studio to burn albums and the like.

Things are progressing very smoothly, but the workload is too much and the money consumption is too great.

After all the miscellaneous calculations, even if all the bosses gave her a broken bone in terms of price, she can only rent a relatively small room.

"Most of the money has been spent on the production of the album, and there is nothing I can do about it." Yamabuki Sakura finally concluded.

Hearing what she said, Mori Ogai pondered for a moment and asked, "How much money can Sakura-chan give now?"

Sakura Yamabuki didn't know why he asked that question, but she said truthfully, "About 20 yen..."

"Nakaya-kun," Mori Owa looked at Nakahara Chuya, his dark red pupils gleamed with the light of Zhizhu, and said slowly: "I remember we still have a few livehouses in Oshita Town that have not been rented out? The rent is about how many?"

The Central Plains Central Committee would also agree, pretending to think about it for a while, and said: "It seems to be about 20."

Mori Ogai got a satisfactory answer, turned around and showed a gentle smile: "If you don't mind, how about Sakura-chan using our venue?"

Sakura Yamabuki was worried at first whether such a cheap price would make Mori Ogai lose money, Nakahara Chuya laughed when he heard it.

But she didn't really understand the market, and the mafia leaders and cadres just found a reason and successfully fooled her.Before leaving, I happily said goodbye to the two.

Suddenly received a notice to move to another smaller venue to perform in the evening, Ruoshan Yingxue had only one thought in mind:

She is really [wow——] a dog.

Ruoshan Yingxue was going to die of anger.

The explanation given by the firm is that "there are other purposes."But in fact, I can figure it out with my feet. What else can a livehouse do besides performing?Surely no one is throwing a party inside, right?

After hanging up the phone, Wakayama Sakura rushed to Oshita Town with her bag in hand.

She wants to see who this person who intercepted her resources is.

Ruoshan Yingxue regards a sentence in the "Bible" as the standard:

"Whoever has, he will be given twice as much, and he will be superfluous; and whoever has not, even what he has will be taken from him."

In the world, whoever is stronger can get more things, especially in the cruelly competitive underground idol circle.

Therefore, when she used methods to eliminate competitors in the past, she would not have the slightest guilt in her heart.

Who told those little idols to be incapable of keeping fans?Afterwards, I still have the face to come to her to accuse her of "breaking the rules" and "despicable methods", which is really ridiculous.

But she didn't expect that when the deprived person became herself, the feeling would be so uncomfortable.

The raging rage almost made her lose her mind.

She stood in the biggest livehouse in Oshita Town all afternoon without eating or drinking, her mind was full of presuppositions about her competitors.

The firm's ambiguous attitude is enough to show that the notice was sent directly from the headquarters of the port mafia.It is very likely that the person who cut off her venue is a rookie idol who has an improper relationship with a small high-level mafia.

So what?Underground idols don't watch this, have no audience popularity, and don't know how to market, so they will be out of the game in despair.

Ruoshan Yingxue thought angrily, the smoke in her fingertips made the person next to her cough, and she didn't even look at it.

Anyway, no fans will come during the day, and it doesn't matter if one or two people see it.

She comforted herself for a long time, and waited until the sun was setting outside before anyone came in at the door.

The sweet aroma of peaches came in with the crisp ringing of the doorbell, and a ray of golden light penetrated into the dimly lit theater.

JK, holding a stack of papers on his chest, walked in lightly. He was wearing the Western-style uniform of an unknown high school, and he was glamorous just standing there.

Sakura Yamabuki excitedly held the marking paper marked with the station and items to step on the spot.

After Zhong Ye showed her the photos of the venue, the corners of her mouth were raised all afternoon.She really didn't expect to rent such a good venue for 20 yen.

Sakura Yamabuki really likes being an idol, a career that brings motivation and happiness to people, and any positive feedback about her work can make her extremely happy.

She happily came in to check the spot, and found a tall, stylishly dressed, gorgeous beauty standing inside.

The happy Yamabuki Sakura showed her a big smile without hesitation, and greeted her: "Sister, good afternoon!"

For a moment, Ruoshan Yingxue seemed to hear the sound of countless flowers blooming in full bloom.

Ruoshan was stunned, the cigarette held between his fingertips fell to the ground, and there was only one thought left in his mind:

Damn, why is she smiling so sweetly?

The author says:

(That is to say, an irresistible concept