Hanabi hesitated for a moment, then pecked the girl's lips like a dragonfly, and said helplessly: "Okay? Good afternoon."

When their lips pressed together, Honoka felt her heart beating so fast. Some feelings for the first time in life are budding.

(Obviously it’s just a simple action, but why is my heart almost jumping out of my chest with joy?)

(It turns out that love is such a beautiful thing.)

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You may not believe it when I say it. I’m addicted to reading novels and it’s late to update. I still read urban novels about doctors...

Chapter 163 The Courage of the Muse

Idol Research Department, μ’s held a secret meeting. Everyone sat down around the long table. Hanabi is a rare guest and not a member of the idol club, but she has become the backbone invisibly. Unable to guess Hanabi's intentions, the girls all cast questioning glances.

Hanabi handed out a stack of plans to everyone.

Everyone took it and took a look and exclaimed: "Start a live broadcast?"

Hanabi sat in the main seat, crossed her arms and said, "Yes, school idols across the country are making the final sprint for Lovelive. Rivals like Aqours use the method of shooting Live upload videos to attract popularity. We don't need to follow suit. Let’s communicate directly with fans face to face.”

A few years later, the global live streaming industry emerged. Any idol trainee would know how to open a live broadcast room that was not popular, live cooking on his mobile phone in a simple residence, and chat with a handful of viewers. In this era, the way to create a live broadcast fan circle is a bit novel, especially for a group of amateur idols with little experience.

Hua Yang stammered: "Can we... really be like those popular anchors..."

"Of course." Hanabi smiled and poured cold water on her, "It's impossible."

Everyone almost fainted.

Nicole's dream of becoming a star was shattered. She angrily took pictures of the plan and complained: "Then you smile so brightly! It makes us happy in vain."

"You are little-known amateur idols. Even if you overturn the former No. 1 A-rise in the country in the qualifiers, not many people will buy it. Maybe a month later, the audience will not break double digits. Even so, If you still want to compete for that throne, let's give it a try." Hanabi was very casual, admiring everyone's expressions with interest.

Eri knew that Hanabi never did anything he was unsure of, so she rolled her eyes at him, meaning don't scare everyone.

"What should I do, nya? Rin, you definitely don't have the confidence to show off the charm of a girl in the live broadcast room, nya!" Rin was confused.

Haiwei nervously clutched the paper, covered his face and said, "Talk to yourself in front of the camera, I refuse!"

"Rin-chan, Umi-chan..." Xiaotiao was eager to give it a try, but was worried about her friend's condition.

Honoka was unexpectedly decisive and said, "Let's do it."

"Hono jam?"

Honoka looked around at her companions and smiled: "I'm not smart enough, so I can't figure it out. Studying, abolishing schools, idols... are all things that I can't understand. However, I would rather face a future of failure. Don’t let your future self regret because you didn’t work hard enough now.”

(Why on earth do I become a leader that everyone trusts when I am useless?)

Hanabi thought: It's amazing. As long as everyone looks at her smile, their decadence will be swept away.

That’s right, Honoka Kousaka, you are the muse of courage.

"No, you're very good at talking," Hanabi complained.

"Really?" Honoka was smug and clinging to Hanabi, "Na na na, the almighty producer must have a way, right? Please teach us as much as you like!"

"Honoka, what on earth did you say!"

Zhenji blushed and said, "The meaning is unknown."

Honoka said blankly: "Hey, isn't that what training means?"

The topic became more and more outrageous, but luckily Nicole pulled her back. She put on the airs of a senior and said: "Since you are an idol, you will have to face the camera sooner or later. I have the confidence to attract countless fans. Popular anchors and other things can do it easily."

"I'm afraid I'm annoying the anchor." Hanabi interrupted.

Nicole flipped her twin ponytails proudly and said, "Humph, I will definitely do it for you!"

Eri thought seriously and asked: "So, what exactly should you do during the live broadcast? Singing a few songs over and over and doing the same dances will make the audience bored, right?"

Hanabi said: "Look at the plan in your hands. I have already written a draft."

The girls looked down quickly. According to Hanabi's plan, during club activities, the regular live broadcast is the practice room version of dance, showing real training to the audience. During the rest of the time, everyone takes turns being the anchor for the day, interacting freely with fans.

Hanabi's "advice" is different for everyone. Zhenji plays the piano, so you can try playing popular songs on Station N; Xiaoniao is a cosplayer, and her popularity will rise as soon as she wears a maid outfit and sits in the live broadcast room; Haiwei, the king of ghost cards, is an online beauty art.

Nicole peeked at Maki's part, curled her lips in disdain, and then looked at herself with only two big words - cute. She threw the paper lightly and shouted: "You should avenge your personal revenge!"

"Where are you? I'm here to help you find out what talents you are good at." Hanabi said with a smile.

What makes Eri strange is that Hanabi positions her as a singer. In fact, Eri is not good at pop songs and just likes dancing. It is impossible for her younger brother to not know this. She then thought that the fireworks must have a deep meaning and said nothing more.

Nozomi saw it in his eyes and smiled slyly: "Eri is so nice, having a younger brother to pamper you. As for us, we can only tell the audience's fortune."

"Sister Xi, is your dream really to be an idol instead of a fortune teller?"

Xi nodded and thought for a moment, then said with joy, "Miko!"

"Shut up!"

It was really stupid of me to discuss my dreams with Sister Xi in a serious manner.

Hanabi operated a laptop and demonstrated to everyone, saying: "I have registered a live broadcast account, which will be μ's official account from now on. The ID is 'Otonogizaka Idol Club'. I asked my cousin who is live streaming in Niconico, and the application has been approved long ago. .The next step is to install the live broadcast software. This obs is an open source software..."

Hanabi teaches everyone how to debug step by step. No one knows computers better than him. All the preliminary work is done, and the rest of the journey is left to them.

Finally, Hanabi said: "Then, it's time for me to disappear."

Honoka was stunned and asked eagerly: "What do you mean? For Muse, Hana-chan is an irreplaceable idol producer. If you are not here, I have no confidence..."

"Suspicious men are not allowed to appear in the live broadcast room of a beautiful girl idol, which is fatal to the heterosexual fan group. There is no need to even mention my existence." Hanabi smiled calmly.

Everything is arranged for the best.

Honoka was depressed. On the first day, Captain Should be on air. She stared blankly at the number of people who stayed at 0 for a long time, and realized that things were more difficult than she imagined.

This time, there is no one to rely on.

Eight girls stood in the blind spot of the camera, sticking their little heads out and looking at Honoka worriedly.

(No, Hua Jiang has always been with me. Because... I haven't said we broke up yet.)

The number in the corner of the screen has just completed the transition from 0 to 1, maybe it is a lost person who will quit at any time. Honoka suddenly raised her head, her eyes shining with confidence.

(It’s just another live that no one cares about. I do what I say, one day I will let this place——)

Honoka’s voice was filled with enthusiasm: “Hello, my only audience, this is Otonogizaka’s school idol μ’s.”

——The seats are packed.

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