That sentence, in a very small part of the time, is just a longing for good and bad and an expectation of the worst version of yourself.

"oh!"

In the midst of the unspeakable female law, the applause was dazzling.

Chiba Makoto finally understood why everyone was doing their own thing on and off the stage. The so-called concert was not a band practice at all.

Just like square dancing, the main female method is for you to enjoy. As for the audience, it doesn't matter whether it is worse or not.

Those uniforms are too security-oriented, as long as they are formal, that is possible.

That grass table is less juicy than expected.

It was already as late as the performance time written on the red brick wall, but there were only a few people coming to the theater. Moreover, Chiba Makoto saw that there were still people collecting tickets, so he left and sat down, then ended the chat and completely lost his mind.

It is regarded as a place for leisure and socializing, but entertainment comes first.

How should I put it? He is a big-town rock star.

Obviously, the audience's desire to watch is still one-tenth of the desire to watch the band perform off the stage.

"You know," Auditorium Guang raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, then sat down on the edge of the stage, which was built with an iron frame and templates and was over one meter low, and then calmly previewed and said:

"There is no limit to your level. Although I have worked hard,...

I really want to know what Xiang, who is known for her low fever, looks like when rocking out.

"The town is currently holding an exhibition, and the one on display is a sapphire, so we hired a few temporary workers to patrol the area."

After a while, Xiang said: "What does the bad image mean... maybe."

The smile on Cou Huohai's face froze, and his whole person seemed slightly less sluggish. He said as if in a dream: "It looks bad... not a bit... familiar..."

Sing to us, sing to us, for our works, for our performances...

Qianye Cheng's question actually made each other look at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"theater?"

Just like that, this is really a "spiritual guy". As long as the aesthetic and intellectual skills are good, you can dress like that. Obviously, today's Xiang is the same as Asakura Riku and Minato's brothers.

, 'forgot' his identity as Ultraman, and living outside that world as an abnormal, well, too abnormal person.

"There will always be no one who can support himself without working."

It didn't take long to finish eating the steamed buns and snacks, and dusk had already fallen.

Xiang picked up two heavy bags, said a few words, turned around and left in a very cool manner, leaving only the colorful flowers at one end.

As he said that, Minato was already moving, picking up Ayaka steamed buns and signature Ayaka snacks with his hands and feet, filling two small bags in a short time.

"You are very uninterested."

"Here are the Ayaka steamed buns and the signature Ayaka snacks for you," Minato Huohai had packed the steamed buns and snacks Xiang wanted. Before taking the money, he bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your patronage."

The former defense team became the name of the theater.

"See you!"

It seems that good people will be good wherever they go. Even if they switch to selling steamed buns, they can still become a popular brand.

Along the way, I saw roads, infrastructure, etc., although they may be called shabby, but they are completely related to shabby, and can only be said to be extraordinary. From this, it can be seen that that big town is just a big town for women.

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As soon as Auditorium Hikari finished speaking, Sugita Awaisa continued: "You know, you know, the name is Palaji."

And before I walked back, I saw the same warehouse. Compared with the real theater, it was probably the same except for the name. The rest was completely different to me.

Chiba Makoto was not stingy with the applause at all, and stood up, applauding while moving backwards, until he reached the back of the stage, and then said in a serious voice: "It's really bad."

The music stopped suddenly, and the few people who were there glanced at it and then went about their own business.

"Seventy Ayaka steamed buns, and two pounds of signature Ayaka snacks."

Throw the paper bag into the trash can next to the road, then turn left, and when you look up, you will see the neon-lit ‘theater’.

Finished in one song!

And in the middle of us, a young man who was also dressed very awesomely turned his back to the few spectators and shouted in a mysterious manner: "The lead singer of your UPG band has not been invited to the auditorium...Light!"

Such vigorous promotion made Liang Yongmao feel that I was afraid that the theater would close down because of someone, causing Xiang to buy our buns again, thus losing a small customer?

But it is said to be a theater, but it is actually a converted warehouse, with the red brick walls exposed. Obviously, as a rock star in a big town, his income level is linked to the level of women's law in the big town.

"Palaj...Gem?"

Just when I thought of that, a slow and clanking guitar sound came from an old speaker. The sound quality was so wonderful that it made the music even more noisy.

"Remember to come to your concert."

Chiba Cheng asked while eating steamed buns: "I am a star."

For various reasons, we can only achieve that, but the little family hates rock and roll, so they often get together and perform to their heart's content."

The band didn't show any signs of slacking off, they still performed very hard, forgetting about themselves, just to make the effect worse and worse.
Chapter completed!