Back when he had first awakened the Melancholy System, in order to secure his future, Liang Wu had once pondered a question.
If one wanted to maintain a melancholic persona, what was essential?
For Liang Wu, the answer was obvious.
First, daily melancholic behavior was indispensable, and it even required a certain melancholic backstory.
However, having only that was clearly not enough.
A successful melancholic person also needed to possess a skill that could capture attention.
And to better improve his charge efficiency, Liang Wu had spent some time learning music.
After all, melancholic characters being musically inclined was practically standard.
…
Some time had passed since Liang Wu had successfully passed the audition.
Now, Liang Wu had brought Kiana into the staff workspace.
However, Kiana was a bit curious about Liang Wu’s sudden display of talent.
“You can play music too?
How come I didn’t know?”
Liang Wu turned his head and replied, “We’ve only known each other for two days.
There are plenty of things you don’t know about me.”
“Besides, I don’t think I ever said I couldn’t play music, did I?”
Kiana was silent for a moment.
That was true.
It was not that surprising that Liang Wu had such a skill.
She then looked around, scanning the others who were tuning their instruments, the audio equipment stacked in the corners, and the rehearsal schedule posted on the wall.
“So we’ll be staying here…
for the next few days?”
Liang Wu nodded: “Yes.
Since I passed the audition, I’ll need to come here for rehearsals over the next few days until the concert is over.”
After all, now that he was part of the staff, he should have a chance to meet Eden, right?
“What, you don’t like the atmosphere here?”
Kiana shook her head: “It’s not that I don’t like it… This story is hosted at g.com.
I just feel like there’s nothing for me to do here.”
She was not wrong.
Staff members were coming and going, each with their own assigned tasks.
Kiana stood in the corner, like a spectator who had wandered onto a film set.
Liang Wu glanced at her and was about to say something when a familiar voice rang in his ear.
“You should be taking her out on a date right now, not rehearsing here!”
Cecilia’s figure had floated out at some point, now standing behind Kiana with her hands on her hips, her expression full of frustration.
That’s not how visual novels work!
You should be chatting with Kiana more and raising her favorability.
Occasionally give her gifts during dates, and have some special interactions under the right atmosphere.
Finally, confess to her during some inner emotional event, she agrees to be with you, and you all get to see a special CG together!
But what are you doing right now!!!
Cecilia had originally thought Liang Wu had finally wisened up and was bringing Kiana to the concert for a date.
But now he was back to rehearsing?
Liang Wu remained expressionless, his gaze still fixed ahead, pretending not to hear.
Cecilia was clearly not about to give up.
She floated in front of Liang Wu, blocking his view.
“Hey, your senior is talking to you!
Do you want Kiana to think you’re some boring workaholic?”
Liang Wu shifted his position subtly, changing angles to continue watching the rehearsal.
Cecilia: …
“You kid, why won’t you just get it!” She clutched her chest in anguish, making a pained expression.
Liang Wu finally could not take it anymore and lowered his voice: “Cecilia, can you please be quiet for a moment?”
“No!” Cecilia answered without hesitation.
“Not unless you promise to take Kiana out this afternoon.”
Liang Wu chose to remain silent.
Kiana, unaware of Liang Wu’s internal struggle, simply tilted her head at his somewhat serious expression and asked tentatively, “…What are you thinking about?
You look really strange.”
I was just thinking the acoustics in this rehearsal hall are pretty good.”
Kiana nodded vaguely, not pressing further.
Just then, a voice came from beside them, breaking the brief silence.
“Liang Wu, so here you are.”
They both turned to see the supervisor from earlier walking toward them.
He was holding a list and wearing a smile.
Liang Wu greeted him politely: “Hello, sir.
Is there anything you need me to do?”
The supervisor waved his hand: “Not for now.
Today is mainly for you to get familiar with the environment and the process.
But speaking of which…”
He looked Liang Wu up and down: “You still look like a student, don’t you?
Don’t you have class?”
After all, since this involved Eden’s concert, the organizers had already registered Liang Wu’s basic information after he passed the audition.
Liang Wu answered without changing his expression: “I took a leave of absence.”
“A leave of absence?” The supervisor blinked.
“To audition for Miss Eden’s concert accompanist?
You…”
“Are you a huge fan of Miss Eden?”
Liang Wu nodded openly, his tone so straightforward that no one could find fault: “That’s right.
I grew up listening to Miss Eden’s songs.”
To be fair, given the age difference between Eden and Liang Wu, that was clearly nonsense.
But the supervisor just patted Liang Wu on the shoulder: “Kid, you’ve got potential!”
His look at Liang Wu now carried a bit more approval.
“Alright, get familiar with the place.
I’ll call you when the formal rehearsal starts this afternoon.”
“I still need to show this list of accompanists to Miss Eden for her approval.”