After returning home, Fang Zheng told Meigan and Eve about the interesting things that happened today, and they both showed obvious interest.

"A band of elementary school students? Brother, are their skills very high?"

"It's pretty average, not bad at all, but considering their age, it's pretty good."

"Yeah, I can't imagine girls my age playing guitar and drums..."

Meigan frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook her head. At this time, Eve, who was reading a book, closed it and looked at Fang Zheng.

"…Band, is that interesting?"

"It depends on the person. If you like music, you should find it very interesting."

Facing Eve's question, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"If you are interested, you can try it too."

"So brother, are you planning to guide them?"

"Of course, that's what makes it fun."

"interesting???"

Facing Fang Zheng's answer, Meigan and Eve looked at each other in confusion, and Fang Zheng spoke to them.

"Just think about it. With my ability, if I were a professional singer, it would be a piece of cake. After all, professional singers are professionals. It would be strange if they couldn't reach this level. But those little girls are different. They are just ordinary little girls who have not received formal training. They simply rely on their enthusiastic and half-baked skills to perform. Frankly speaking, whether it is physical strength, singing ability or expression, they can't compare with regular professional singers."

“Haha…”

"But this is what makes it challenging. If we can bring them up to the same level as the pros, wouldn't that be interesting? It's meaningless if someone who could do it before can do it, but it's interesting if someone who couldn't do it before can do it."

“It does sound interesting.”

After listening to Fang Zheng's explanation, Meigan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then brother, can Eve and I go and see it too?"

"Let me ask first. If they are willing, that's fine."

The next morning, Fang Zheng went to the welfare home again, but to his surprise, the people who appeared in front of Fang Zheng today were not the three little girls, but a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Fang Zheng in front of him.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"My name is Yuuki Masaru."

Fang Zheng introduced himself casually.

"Goto Jun and the others invited me to come here to give them guidance on their concert."

"Ah, so you are 765P."

After hearing Fang Zheng's introduction, the man immediately smiled warmly and then stepped aside to welcome Fang Zheng in.

"Please come in, they are out shopping and will be back soon."

"Then I am sorry to bother you."

Led by the middle-aged man, Fang Zheng walked into the room and sat down on the sofa. The middle-aged man poured Fang Zheng a cup of tea and then sat opposite him.

"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Masayoshi Sado, and I used to be a priest. You can call me whatever you want, young man."

"Then I will call you Father."

"Hey, don't be so formal... Never mind, it's your freedom to call me whatever you want. So... Zheng, can I call you that?"

"sure."

Hearing Sado Masayoshi's question, Fang Zheng nodded. Although the title was a bit strange, it was not unacceptable.

"all in all……"

As he spoke, Sado Masayoshi stood up and bowed to Fang Zheng.

"I'm so sorry."

"Um?"

"Those little guys made unreasonable demands on you, saying they wanted to hold a concert here or something like that."

"Yes, actually I am also very curious about why you would do such a thing."

Fang Zheng was of course very curious about this, but the three little girls were unwilling to speak, but it seemed that the middle-aged man knew the truth. After Sado Masayoshi apologized, he sat down again and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Actually, I'm planning to give up this place recently."

"give up?"

"Yes, of course, this doesn't mean to abandon them. It's just that as you can see, there are only three children in the entire orphanage now, and this place is too big for them. Moreover, the buildings here are beginning to become old and dilapidated, and many places need maintenance. So I want to move away... In short, I want to move to a smaller and more convenient place."

"I see."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng suddenly understood. Indeed, for a welfare institution with only three children, this place was indeed a bit too big.

"So, they plan to make some memories before they leave?"

"That's about it. I was drunk and said I wanted to hold a rock concert here one day, and these little ones remembered it. After I told them I was planning to move, they suddenly started talking about wanting to practice with the instruments in the basement. It really scared me."

At this point, Sado Masayoshi laughed, then he sighed and looked at Fang Zheng with a serious expression.

"So... I want to ask you... Can you think of a way to make them give up?"

"……Um?"

It has to be said that even Fang Zheng began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his ears after hearing Sado Masayoshi's request.

"give up?"

"Yeah, realistically speaking, do you think it's possible? A concert?"

Having said that, Sado Masayoshi let out a long sigh and looked up at the ceiling.

"These kids work hard, but in the real world, hard work doesn't always pay off. They've been training like crazy since the end of last year, but now they've discovered that they can't attract any audiences, so they've tried all sorts of methods... I think you can understand that they've almost reached their wits' end."

"I see."

Hearing what Sado Masayoshi said, Fang Zheng nodded. He had originally been wondering why three elementary school girls had to look for musicians on the Internet for help. Now it seemed that it was indeed as Sado Masayoshi said, they were desperate and were desperate to find a cure.

"So, I hope you can persuade them to give up. After all, this is their home. There is no need to leave painful and sad memories before leaving. After all, it is basically impossible to find an audience in reality, so I don't want them to have any regrets."

At this point, Sado Masayoshi gave a wry smile.

"It sounds like I'm pushing everything onto you, but if I try to persuade them, they'll just think I'm shy. And they're doing it for me, so I can't really scold them. If you can do me this favor, I'll be very grateful."

"I see."

After listening to what Sado Masayoshi said, Fang Zheng nodded.

"I understand what you mean. Frankly speaking, this is not difficult for me. However... Mr. Priest, you are wrong about one thing."

Having said that, Fang Zheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"That is, they are able to attract audiences."

Are you kidding? Who am I? I am Fang Zheng. I used to be the producer of 765. Many idol stars debuted and became world-famous under my management, and some even became famous in the universe.

If I can't even handle three little girls, then is it useless for me to be a producer in the love world?

"Can it... attract audiences?"

The priest seemed a little surprised by Fang Zheng's answer.

“But you should have heard them play.”

"Well, the level is average and the strength is relatively low."

"That……"

"But who says it can't be done?"

“……???”

Looking at the priest with a question mark in his head, Fang Zheng chuckled and couldn't help but think of Mizuno Ai and Konno Junko whom he met in the zombie world. Mizuno Ai took the path of cultivating idols. At the beginning, it was not required that the idols had a high level, but they had to let the audience feel their "heart" and grow together with the fans.

Of course, Junko Konno thinks this is a heresy. In her opinion, as a star artist, one should present the best side of oneself to the audience, which is a respect for the audience. Instead of performing with only a half-baked knowledge, this is a disrespect for the audience and even more so for art.

Now these two people are arguing over this issue in Tiandao Palace, but strictly speaking, there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing... As long as the masses like it and enjoy it, it is art.

In other words, in Fang Zheng's opinion, these three little girls have much more potential to become popular than many traffic stars. First of all, they are all very cute girls with decent looks. Secondly, although their performance skills are not that strong, they are also at an average level. This alone has already left many traffic stars far behind - many traffic stars can't even read the musical notation.

As for playing music or something, forget it.

Finally, they are still primary school students, and the tolerance for mistakes made by primary school students is very high. The same mistake made by primary school students may be laughed off by the audience, and even considered cute. But if they are older, then mistakes will be very embarrassing.

In Fang Zheng's opinion, elementary school students are the most suitable for becoming idols, but there are many restrictions. In addition to the legal restrictions on minors, their mental maturity is not yet mature, and how they can respond to external pressure is also very important. There are too many fallen child stars in the entertainment industry to count.

But the three little girls obviously weren't going for the Grammy Awards.

So Fang Zheng briefly explained Mizuno Ai's "idol training routine" to the priest. After listening to Fang Zheng's explanation, the priest was confused and felt as if his three views were shattered.

"Is this...really okay?"

"In theory, there is no problem. Of course, it also requires the cooperation of the three of them. And I think you shouldn't make a decision too quickly, Mr. Priest. Maybe they can rely on the money they earn from their performances to support this place. After all, for them, this is their home. What I want to do is up to them."

"Indeed..."

After listening to Fang Zheng's words, the priest was silent for a moment, then he reached out and held Fang Zheng's hand tightly.

"Thank you, little brother. To be honest, I was a little worried at first. But now it seems that the three little ones have really found someone they can trust... Then, I'll leave them to you!"

"Ah...well, leave it to me..."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng's expression couldn't help but look a little strange.

This shouldn't be considered marrying off a daughter.