Chapter 1306: NO.210: Not Being Suppressed Counts as Success

NO. 210: Not Being Suppressed Counts as Success

Actually, when we tally up past performance, it's not hard to see that Aomo Lindun is someone who believes in gravity—believes that gravity exists between people, believes that each person is like a star in the night sky, moving along a set orbit, either parallel to others, intersecting with others, or heading for a collision.

Every celestial body has gravity; different gravities influence each other, making collision a natural result, but not every collision leads to self-destruction.

Conflict itself represents a problem, but conflict itself can also solve problems; whether this resolution is 'wish fulfillment' or 'outcome contrary to wishes' depends on the specific measures taken.

This is an obvious principle for observers, but whether that principle can be digested still depends on concrete action; beforehand, he instead first mutually influenced his subordinate horse girls, leading to the initial act of throwing the trainer's badge at Shijia.

Without a doubt, he stepped out of his comfort zone.

Just as Meipu Bourbon did not follow the usual competition setlist, which often includes songs she has sung before like 'NextFrontier', 'Winingthesoul', and 'NeverLookingBack', but instead chose a song that, although the association has purchased its rights, is similar to most songs the association bought in bulk—'Everlasting'—which is almost never selected.

This unprecedented attempt itself is exactly what Bourbon wants to change, and even more wants to demonstrate the determination behind this change.

But determination is one thing, while actual results are often another.

Although Aomo approved her application and even inquired about Telesen's vocal teacher's evaluation of her, before truly hearing the girl's shelved results, the specific degree of excellence still needs to be questioned.

And when that song rose loudly, the astonishment visible beneath someone's invisible mask was enough to prove the girl's attempt succeeded.

Such obvious progress might be an opportunity to discuss on par with 'Aimu Zhiji's change in attitude toward fans'—

—At that moment he still had a few seconds of leisure to consider Bourbon's subsequent popularity packaging.

But the developments after those few seconds brought an interruption to his thoughts.

He hadn't not thought of it; just as his displeasure when he first faced the words symbolizing Sirius showed, it was due to his dissatisfaction with her breaking the then-unspoken 'tacit understanding'.

Qianming and BaiRen have their own concerns, and he also has his own busyness; for things he can't figure out, it's fine not to dwell on them—the sun and moon will still run as usual, nobody will vanish overnight, and there's no need to impose an unknown change on the present.

Aomo Lindun is good at reasoning, but reasoning isn't about guessing obvious results only when the situation is before you; it's about seeing various outcomes from the start—that's what reasoning is.

And by eliminating those various outcomes one by one, pointing directly to the final truth—that is the work of the investigative level.

Many things in life aren't worth pulling out a work attitude for, so whenever Aomo pulls out his reasoning ability during leisure, his preface before speaking is always:

'I guess'.

I'm just guessing, not seriously reasoning.

This is the armor he stacks on himself, and at the same time it's a fact.

When interacting with friends, his thoughts are never especially rigorous; for certain guesses he merely quickly skims to the feeling that seems most likely, rather than the meticulous elimination process used at work.

Such quick skimming obviously filters out the part he instinctively rejects as well.

So although he had considered such a moment, he never imagined it would be in the victors' stage audience seats with Bourbon and her group, let alone that Sirius would be leading the team.

But he is not lost, for Sirius's symbol, whether intentionally or not, gave him something to think about and indeed provided him a period of quiet time.

Although he spent most of that time on several cross-disciplinary tasks, the sole decision on this matter was based on his initial conclusion as a premise.

Thus, in front of the three horse girls, he temporarily tossed the trainer's badge to Shijia, then turned to the three and, with that extremely hypocritical method, constructed a so-called 'truth'.

This is first his answer, then his attitude.

But among the three horse girls, only Qianming representing all noticed.

Chengtian BaiRen still doesn't know Umastar's history, nor does he understand what throwing the trainer's badge signifies; although Sirius's symbol has that information, it happens to be indifferent to the proposition of 'idols and fans', so she can only see Aomo's 'return to the past' as a comical sincerity.

Frankly, there isn't much feeling.

She dislikes so-called formalities, and dislikes flashy rules and procedures; not laughing too loudly counts as her sincerity.

Thus, for a time, only Qianming representing from the start received the answer and also saw his attitude.

Childish willfulness obtained permission, but what motive underlies this permission, and what trouble will the agreement itself bring?

Some people's souls are that penetrating, yet their hearts hide too many concerns.

Those concerns turn into visible weight, pressing on her heart that should be free, simply because, after all, nobody is a child.

But perhaps……

Even adults can act like children in the face of certain matters or certain people.

"Before I explain everything, please let me apologize for what came before."

The youth who met the two gazes spoke, his tone still as calm as usual, yet his eyes revealed a solemnity, against the background vocals of 'I feel like you're crying, I was just suffering.'

Simply because I noticed you were crying, it made me feel heartbroken.

——

"Seems like a normal enough direction? What do you think?"

On the victors' stage, the other side of the audience area, a pink-haired girl of less-than-ideal height stands in the dim rear; she ought to be greatly affected by the tall, straight-sitting spectator in front, but evidently her attention is not here.

Naturally, as someone who can directly private-link with the idols on stage, Miss Xintiao Qian can proudly ignore this trivial matter.

What matters most right now, evidently, is something happening with another head of hair over a hundred meters away.

"It's not normal for Mr. Aomo to apologize, okay." A female voice that ought to be cautiously undercover in the enemy camp came from her earbuds' earthy Bluetooth.

"After all, what does he need to apologize for? Is it just because he intends to put this thing that can't be clearly specified aside, coldly disposing of the other's expectations?"

"For Xiao She's serious personality, this kind of apology is also normal, right?"

"That's not the issue, Xiao Qian," the tall-but-limited wolf-eared woman beside her said softly, "the point is that Aomo feels he owes them."

"Yes, Texas said it very clearly~ What we should consider isn't whether Mr. Aomo did right or wrong—that's not important to us at all. But although we clearly care about the women around Mr. Aomo, we lack even the most basic self-awareness, Xiao Qian, you're making people feel unmotivated."

"You'd better really have no motivation! If you don't analyze, I can go find Suzi and Aizhi to continue," Qian snapped, arms crossed, "Alexis, what about the sound? Why did the sound cut off!"

"Oh, I was thinking that if I invade Aomo-kun's phone like this and he finds out later, will Xiao Qian protect me?"

"Say this now?! Quickly reconnect the sound, otherwise I can now report Xiao She for misconduct and even interrupt their private chat!"

"Eh~~~ This is too much, Xiao Qian, and you really bear to interrupt them? In my view, Aomo-kun also really needs this conversation~"

"Talkative! Otherwise I and Qiena Jiang wouldn't need to run over and catch them in the act! Suzi, you guys, after you finish singing, come discuss how to put pressure on Xiao She—this matter must be pressured no matter what."

"Haha, Xiao Qian had better really be able to harden her heart and press, don't look at his fatigued face and then back down at the last moment."

"Alexis, you will really lose protection~"

"Oduoduo! Xiao Qian originally considered protecting me, how touching."