My love simulation with them.

She was silent, and slowly packed the plates on the table, before turning around and going upstairs.

but--

pat.

"Hey...?"

The palm was held by someone.

Goto Ichiri raised his head in surprise, and those clean and beautiful eyes were also exposed from behind his bangs.

"Goto-san, if possible, I hope you can come and listen."

The person holding her palm had a handsome face and a bright and gentle smile. It was Nanxiang who had just gone upstairs and returned.

"me..."

Goto Ichiri reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Goto-san, don't you want to come and listen? Although it's only for one day, you can be regarded as my teacher. I want to show you the results of my practice."

Nan Xiangshi tilted his head.

Under the light, his facial features were somewhat deep, but his eyes were surprisingly clean and gentle.

goo—

That's why I say handsome men are really...

Goto Ichisato, who was still full of rejection just now, reluctantly opened his mouth: "I, I see."

A, yes...

Goto Ichiri didn't know why.

Facing Nanxiang's request, not only was she unable to refuse, but she had no intention of refusing at all.

As long as it is Nan Xiangshi's request, she feels that no matter what it is, she seems to be willing to agree.

and...

Senior Nanxiang... Did you see what I was thinking?

Goto Ichisato raised his face subconsciously, looking at Nango Toki's face.

The other party was still the same, with a stable expression, making it difficult for people to understand or see through.

"Thank you."

With Goto Ichisato's consent, Nanxiang nodded and let go of his hand.

"Hey, Nanxiang, is your enthusiasm for loneliness much higher than ours?"

From behind, came Yidizhi Xingge's dissatisfied voice.

"Have it?"

Nanxiang was stunned for a while, but he really didn't pay much attention.

It's just that when he saw Goto Ichisato's face seemed to have a somewhat disappointed expression just now, he inexplicably felt that he couldn't let the other party just leave like this.

As for the 'enthusiasm' Yidizhi Xingge mentioned, he really didn't notice it.

"Of course there is."

Yidizhi Xingge looked back and forth between Nanxiang and Goto Ichiri, who was wearing a light pink sportswear and half of his face was tucked under the bangs.

"At least you don't ask me so gently to come to your open-air show, do you?"

"how is this possible?"

Nanxiang smiled and waved his hands: "I treat everyone with the same gentleness and kindness. Where did the store manager think of it? And you are the benefactor who lent me speakers and effectors. Of course, I will never forget your kindness."

"Tsk."

Yidizhi Xingge ignored this sentence.

She could indeed hear some warmth from Nan Xiangshi's words.

But this weak enthusiasm is obviously different from the enthusiasm in his words to Goto Ichisato.

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, and didn't notice this.

But Yidizhi Xingge, who has been engaged in the service industry, can clearly feel it.

There is a clear gap between Nango's attitude towards Ichisato Goto and others.Just like a match and a fire, there is a very obvious gap.

This made Yidizhi Xingge even start to doubt.

Did Nangoshi have his sights set on Goto Ichisato from the very beginning, so he found an excuse to come to Fanxing?

However, through the two days of getting along with each other, Yidizhi Xingge can probably understand that Nanxiangshi is not a bad person.

Calling him a bad man or a scumbag is at best just a joke.

"Let's take another look."

Yidizhi Xingge decided not to speak out for the time being, and continued to observe Nanxiang.

If Nanxiang Shi is really a good person, then Yidizhi Xingge will naturally not object to Goto Isato being with him.

But if Nanxiang Shi is really the kind of bad man who plays with girls' feelings.

Naijizhixingge will never hold back from him.

Effects and speakers are not too heavy.

Even in Nanxiang, one person can actually move it easily.

But when it comes to open-air performances, it's not just Yidizhi Xingge who follow.

Including Hongxia Ichichi and Ichisato Goto, even Ms. PA came out curiously, wanting to hear how Nangoshi's friends' original songs are.

"The status of the effector is OK."

"The speakers are fine."

Ms. PA, the sound engineer, plugged in the output cable, and asked Nan Xiangshi to roughly stroke the guitar strings with a pick. After listening to the sound, she nodded with satisfaction.

"You can continue to cook for me next time, little brother Nanxiang."

Miss PA squinted her eyes and smiled at Nanxiang, and gestured OK.

"Of course."

Nan Xiangshi thanked him, then looked down at the guitar in his arms.

'Life Regrets' Guitar...

To be honest, he really has never used this thing to play on stage.

Thinking of the evil effect of this thing before, Nan Xiangshi's heart beat a little.

But that's just a moment.

Because to put it bluntly—

He is too poor.

If there is one thing in the world that can stump Nan Xiangshi.

That is the disease of poverty.

Therefore, it is impossible for Nanxiang to leave this guitar without using it.

So... what next?

It just so happened that at this time, the enthusiastic Yidizhi Hongxia also helped out with a few words of support:

"There will be an open-air performance here later, because it is free, so please come and have a look."

"There is no charge, please come and have a look."

Yidizhi Hongxia's opening also attracted passers-by walking beside her.

It was originally a weekend, and Shimokitazawa, as a fashionable commercial street as famous as Akihabara, naturally had a lot of traffic.

In addition, Yidizhi Hongxia, Goto Ichisato, Yidizhi Xingge and Miss PA are cute and beautiful enough, and standing together can be regarded as a beautiful scenery.

This naturally attracted many pedestrians.

Seeing this scene, Nan Xiangshi opened his mouth and couldn't help but glance at Yidizhi Hongxia.

He couldn't be more grateful to her.

Yidi knew that Hongxia was simply afraid that the "regret in life" guitar's aggressiveness would be too low, so she made a special trip to help him gather pedestrians together.

He's like an angel.

"It should be almost like this...It hurts! What are you doing, sister?"

Hongxia Yizhi, who didn't realize what she had done, retreated contentedly, but was hit directly by her sister's hand knife.

"This is Nanxiang's first open-air performance."

Yidizhi Xingge stared at his sister helplessly: "Didn't you consider Nanxiang's psychological quality when you called so many people over? Are you not afraid of doing bad things with good intentions?"

Yes.

Many newcomers will subconsciously feel nervous when they face the eyes of the dense audience on the stage for the first time.

This is unavoidable.

Yidi knew that Hongxia attracted so many audiences. In a sense, it actually increased Nanxiang Shi's mental pressure.

"...I didn't think about it at all."

Apparently realizing that her behavior was a little rash, Yidizhi Hongxia opened her mouth.

"But, but... It seems that Senior Nanxiang is fine."

Goto Ichisato, who had been silent all this time, hesitantly pointed to Nango Toki who was standing on the steps higher than the surrounding audience.

When Nanxiang was holding the guitar vertically, his expression didn't change at all.

There was no tension on his face, let alone the panic that is unique to rookies.

It's just that he looked at the guitar in his arms, and seemed to have an...inexplicable tangled emotion?

Tangled?

Why bother?

The guitar is in hand, no problem at all, the repertoire to be played has already been thought out, and the amplifier and effect unit have been debugged, so why bother?

Yidi Zhixingge is very strange, because the tangled expression on Nanxiangshi's face gives people the feeling that he is holding a nuclear bomb instead of a guitar.

"What are you doing? Nanxiang!"

Yidizhi Xingge finally couldn't help but speak: "Nanxiang, since you got the guitar, you can play it! Why are you still hesitating!"

As soon as this sentence is spoken.

Nan Xiangshi on stage also seemed to have come to his senses.

He who was still struggling and hesitating looked at her helplessly, and then finally pressed down the chord with his fingers, ready to start playing.

And it was just this time of effort, Yidizhi Hongxia, who was always concerned about others, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sister, don't urge Nanxiang Sang."

"What do you mean don't rush him?"

Yidizhi Xingge, who is holding his chest, is really completely incomprehensible at the moment: "Didn't you see the expression on his face just now? People who don't know think that what he is holding is not a guitar, but a bomb."

That's right, just play the guitar when you play the guitar, why do you still have the expression of holding a bomb?

Could it be that this guitar could blow up Yidizhi Xingge to death?

She doesn't believe it at all.

Just as Yidizhi Xingge was thinking so.