Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Nakamura stood in front of Fukuzawa Sakura, with his head lowered. He felt a little embarrassed as he recalled his performance just now. The cold rain was hitting his slightly red cheeks.

Fukuzawa Sakura tilted the umbrella slightly towards Nakamura, and waited quietly for Nakamura, who had just finished his performance and hurried off the stage to speak to her.

"Um... Fukuzawa-san..."

"Ah."

"You came to see the show."

"I promised you."

"Oh, yeah, well~ Fukuzawa-san is a man who keeps his word."

"Ah."

"Um... Fukuzawa-san, what did you think of the performance? Um, no, don't answer. I know it wasn't very good. Haha, no one expected something like this to happen today."

"Ah."

Fukuzawa Sakura casually replied to Nakamura while thinking about something in her mind.

The members of the light music club who were hiding beside the stage were disappointed with their performance.

"What is Nakamura doing? Why is the atmosphere so awkward?"

"Are we going to help?"

"Forget it, some things still have to be done by yourself."

The light music club members' voices were not loud, but Nakamura and Fukuzawa Sakura were very close to the stage, so they naturally heard their conversation.

Nakamura felt a little embarrassed. He turned around and looked at the five people who were hiding, wanting them to leave quickly.

However, the five people who received Nakamura's hint did not seem to realize what Nakamura meant. Instead, they urged Nakamura with encouraging eyes.

Nakamura turned around, recalled the performance just now and the original reason why he chose this song, clenched his fists, and mustered up his courage.

"Um, Fukuzawa-san, could you please give me some comments on the song we just sang? I think with Fukuzawa-san's advice, I can continue to work hard next time."

"It's hard to hear."

"Ahahaha, well~ I expected it, but it still hurts to hear you say it so directly (crying)"

Nakamura was a little frustrated when he heard Fukuzawa Sakura's merciless evaluation. He turned around to look at the members of the light music club and saw that they were still cheering him on. So he gritted his teeth and asked:

"Then...what about other things, such as specific evaluation, or the emotion of the song...or something like that, does Fukuzawa-san have any suggestions?"

Fuze Sakura did not answer Nakamura's question immediately, but instead asked the question she had been thinking about:

“Why are you trying so hard?”

"Ah...this..."

Nakamura felt a little shy at the unexpected question and scratched his head.

"Well...I'm ashamed to say that.

I'm not as talented as Fukuzawa and Kise, so no matter how hard I try, I'm still at the bottom of the basketball team and my grades aren't that good.

But, how should I put it, I still can't accept it, always thinking why he can do it but I can't? I obviously work harder than him, why my achievements are not recognized... and so on.

So I want to make some achievements during this Teiko Festival, so that others can also say "Nakamura did a great job" or something like that...

Hmm... But now it seems that I overestimated myself. It turns out that I don’t have any talent. No matter how hard I try, I can’t succeed, haha..."

As Nakamura spoke, the emotions that had calmed down a little surged up in his heart again, and tears flowed down his face along with the rain. Even though Nakamura tried to hide his sobs with an awkward smile, his red eyes still revealed his inner sadness.

Nakamura reminded Fukuzawa Sakura of the current Generation of Miracles.

[If he does, maybe.]

Fukuzawa Sakura looked at Nakamura who was crying more and more uncontrollably, and tilted the umbrella to completely cover Nakamura.

"I think it's not that you don't have talent. Your talent is in singing."

"Huh?" Nakamura raised his head and looked at Fukuzawa Sakura in shock.

"Although the performance just now was a mess and a torture to my vision and hearing, it was more like an emotional release than a performance. It might be more appropriate to say that you all got drunk and sang like crazy."

"Oh, you scolded me too harshly..."

"However, judging from the performance of the music, although the sound of the instruments was not expressed, the musicians' grasp of the rhythm and familiarity with the melody showed that they must have practiced many times and were very familiar with the song. Moreover, each person had his or her own understanding of the song, which allowed them to express such rich emotions."

"Oh~ this sister is so amazing!"

The members of the light music club who were hiding nearby heard Fukuzawa Sakura's comments and rushed to Nakamura to listen to his "teachings".

"As for you, the heavy rain actually has the least impact on you here. Even if the rain is very noisy, I can still hear your singing clearly.

Your singing reveals your voice, singing skills, techniques, etc., which are not like those of an amateur who has only learned singing for a month or two.

In fact, your talent is like your name, it is your innate and unique voice. "

"My name?" Nakamura looked at Fukuzawa Sakura in a daze.

My name is——

【Nakamura Sound】