The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

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Miyamoto Yukiko sat back on the bed pillow, her eyes narrowed in the darkness, filled with anger, but also a little unbearable sadness. The decline of your family means the decline of your social status. Even the woman in the convenience store on the corner will make fun of you.

You don't need to think about it to know that the other party is deliberately making things difficult for you, but you don't know why she suddenly became ill. Do you want to beat her up? You don't even need to use a bamboo knife to deal with such a little guy, just go downstairs and find a tree root. Turn her into a suckling pig.

At this moment, Miyamoto Yukiko took a sharp breath and spit out the grievances and anger in her heart. If she was still alone, then it wouldn't matter how crazy she was.

But it's different now. I'm already childish. I should establish a gentle and kind mother-like role, instead of being the careless young lady who beats up whoever messes with me like before.

"Are you going?" Yu Xian's childish eyes were bright in the darkness.

It doesn't matter to him. If Xuezi goes, he will definitely go with her. If Xuezi doesn't go, he won't let it go. It's ridiculous to accuse Xuezi of stealing. If he really wants to find trouble, he might as well say that she stepped forward with her left foot before entering the door today.

But it's also a bit strange. With that old woman's courage, how dare she yell at Miyamoto Yukiko like this? No matter how miserable the poor young lady is, she is still a noble, and her influence is not such that even cats and dogs dare to jump.

"No, go to sleep!"

Miyamoto Yukiko turned off her phone and put it on the bed, then hugged Yu Xianzhisheng into her arms. She was probably holding her breath, but this time she hugged her much harder than before. Yu Xian's waist was almost broken by the hug. .

"Sit straight and upright, no matter what others say." Yukiko Miyamoto's voice sounded in the darkness.

The two of them fell asleep in the silent rainy night. Sleeping in the rain was fragrant, as if the world was isolated, leaving the endless rustling sound of rain.

...

In Daping Street, Narita District, a chubby man threw away the Seven-Star cigarette in his hand and watched the cigarette butts being extinguished by the rain. He panted and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead, then turned to look at the old woman sitting on the chair.

"Will she really come?" asked the honest-looking man.

"She will definitely come! I swear!" The old woman raised her right hand in fear, "That's a woman from the Miyamoto family. Her reputation is more important than her life. She will probably be scared and run away in half an hour. Come and explain!”

"That's good.

"The fat man put away the stack of knives stuck on the potato chip bag.

The bandaged Sakigawa Daihu immediately offered a chair, and the fat man panted and sat down. Although it was raining outside, the room was very hot and there were many men.

Rina Ryoko sent an evening message, saying that it was time for revenge, so the leader of the Narita District Mafia Association hurried over. After finding out the information, he decided to place the execution site in this convenience store.

The convenience store was not closed, nor was it marked "Closed." A few homeless people who came to pick up cheap lunch boxes became the toys of the gangsters, and bursts of wailing could be heard from the warehouse behind.

The fat man was puzzled.

I always felt that I was involved in some bloody family drama. Previously, Okuhata Ruo sent me a gift and asked me to force the Miyamoto woman so that she would fall into the arms of the Okuhata family out of despair.

Then his general Sakigawa Daitora had his arm broken by the woman named Yukiko. As a result, just the next day, Okuhata Ryuo also had his arm broken by him. It was Rina Ryoko who asked him to do this.

Now Rina Ryoko asked herself to kill Miyamoto Yukiko.

What kind of drama can only a bullshit screenwriter come up with? Are you crazy? This group of people followed back and forth like a demon, all circling around the woman named Xuezi, and no one related to her ended well.

Rina Ryoko was also beaten, which she saw with her own eyes.

The fat man suddenly felt uneasy. He always felt that there was a devil hiding behind the scenes, staring at him from time to time, and the next tragic ending would most likely happen to him.

"Why does Rina have trouble with the Miyamoto family?" the fat man asked Sakigawa Daitora who was standing next to him.

"Grab the child." Sakigawa Dahu said respectfully.

"Steal the child?"

The fat man suddenly remembered the Taiga drama "The Battle of the Son" that he was following recently. It was a TV drama set in the Edo period. Women from two big families used various despicable methods to compete for the emperor's son, and one party suffered. The other party wailed, "The late Emperor's business was half-finished but the middle road fell apart. Young Master, please come to my place and I will help you stand up." , spring and summer are short, come and have fun! ’

Needless to say, the chase is really going on, but it is too slow. There is only one episode a week. The emotional drama is halfway through and the foreshadowing begins, which makes people unable to get up and down and not get excited at all.

‘If I become rich in the future, I will conquer the crew first and I will never let them go home until the complete series is filmed’, the fat man fantasized.

The clock on the wall ticked, and with a click, it came to midnight.

The fat man stood up and said, "It looks like he won't come."

Then he turned around and looked at the old woman sitting on the boss's chair with a half-smile: "She is left to you, use it as you wish."

Then he pulled Sikawa Dahu's body and slapped his cheek hard. Sakigawa Dahu's cheek quickly swelled, but it was not over yet. The fat man smashed the stack of knives in his hand on his face.

Five minutes later, Datora Sakigawa was holding a blood-soaked handkerchief with his little finger inside.

The fat man glanced at it, nodded, and walked outside. Another gangster immediately held up a black umbrella and hit it on the top of the fat man's head. The rainwater slid over the umbrella. The Mercedes-Benz car drove the fat man away, silent violence. lingering in the hearts of everyone in the store.

Datora Sakigawa put the handkerchief wrapped around his fingers in his arms, walked over quickly, grabbed the old woman's face, and slapped her hard: "Baga! Is this your idea?"

The old woman covered her cheek and said in panic: "Why don't you wait a little longer?"

"Wait for your mother!" Sakigawa Dahu kicked her off the chair and kicked her in the stomach. The gangsters silently watched the old woman wailing on the ground like a pig, and shuddered all over.

"You can do whatever you want." Sakigawa Dahu walked out with a ferocious expression on his face.

The gangsters swallowed their saliva, thinking who could get rid of such a thing...

...

The days passed in peace.

As a young boy, Yuzuru received three lunch boxes every morning. Miyamoto Yukiko carefully prepared them for him to take to school. When he got to school, two girls, Natsume Qingyin and Fujiwara Chie, prepared lunch boxes for him.

It's hard for a hero to lose the kindness of a beauty. He didn't touch a single bite of the lunch boxes of these two girls. Their stomachs were so big. The food that Yukiko cooked was stuffed into his stomachs with all his strength so as not to go to waste. There was really no room for them.

Sawano Kazuki brought him a specially customized contract. The scholarship in the contract started at five times. If he could win an award in the competition, not only would the competition prize money be his own, but the Dongda Art Group would also provide special rewards. gold.

One of them is ‘Copyright belongs to Dongda Art’.

The conditions given are very high. Each piece of music will be bought out by the Tokyo University Art Group after comparing it with the national treasury. The cost of buying out a piece of music is about 1 million yen.

If you are a creator who has just entered the entertainment industry, you will definitely be happy to get this price. With the money, you are looking forward to going home and showing off to your elders.

But the old fritter in Yu Xian's heart is obviously clear. He knows the value of these songs very well, and the profit from the buyout will never be as good as the profit from the share.

Buying out means giving the work to someone else, with only the right of authorship.

The sharing is different. You can earn income while lying down and sleeping.

Yu Xian stared at this article for a long time. Finally, he spread his hands and came up with the words he had prepared for a long time - I really want to work for Dongda Art Group, but I am just a child, a child. How can I get so many songs, so I really can't do anything about the copyright.

Sawano Kazuki nodded.

The shrewd old fox didn't know that he was being manipulated by the little fox in front of him. Instead, he comforted him by saying, "You don't have to belittle yourself. When you grow up, you can become an outstanding creator. After all, your ability to adapt is obvious to everyone."

Yu Xianzhisheng said, thank you, thank you for the cultivation of art at Dongda University, and thank you for Principal Sawano’s insight into people. If you are interested in those songs, you can contact someone.

Then he burst into tears and talked about how he met a gentle older brother when he went fishing in the orphanage. He not only taught him the guitar, but also taught him various musical instruments. He also learned the piano from him, and all the songs were composed by him. I taught it to myself. I recently heard that he seemed to have founded a company called Candy Samurai. If you are interested in copyright, you can go talk to him.

Sawano Kazuki thought to himself what kind of monster came down to earth. Is the piano so easy to learn? What you are saying is too outrageous. But then he thought about it, isn't this kid himself outrageous? He can play with live arrangements of music. , it would be unjustifiable not to praise him for his extraordinary talent.

Then he looked up the information of the Candy Samurai Company, found the legal person's phone number, and dialed it in front of Yu Xian.

Facing the male idol Sawano in college, Rie Shirasawa on the other end of the phone was nervous at first, but Yuzuru had already given her many instructions. She was more afraid of herself than cheating on the male idol Sawano. The boss personally sent him to the police station.

At the same time, she was shocked by her boss's thoughts.

The questions Sawano Kazuki asked were almost the same as the lines he wrote on the paper. He first asked about copyright issues, and then asked about the brother.

One thing after another, there is an answer.

Questions that have no answers are easy to answer, such as asking which major and department Shirasawa Rie studied at Tokyo Imperial University. These are completely true answers to Shirasawa Rie's life.

If you want others to believe a lie, you need to mix it with the truth. Shirasawa Rie spoke confidently and even wanted to invite Sawano Kazuki to go back to his alma mater.

In the end, Kazuki Sawano wanted to meet each other, but was rejected by Rie Shirasawa. She endured the heartache and said to her boyfriend, "My boyfriend has been regarded as a freak by others since he was a child. He has autism. Can we not meet him or not?" Nice meeting.

The old fox Sawano hung up the phone in doubt and looked at the frank Yu Xianzongsheng.

"In that case, the contract can only be changed to a share of profit." Kazuki Sawano scratched his head and said, "It is not a share with you, but a cooperation with the Candy Samurai Company. He authorized us and we are responsible for the promotion. The final income is about It’s a 70-30 split.”

"Sorry, Principal Sawano, I don't understand any of this." Yu Xian said naively.

"Forget it, I'll discuss it in detail with the legal person of the company later. Yu Xian, classmate, I'm on your side, so at the next group meeting, I will fight for better sharing conditions for your benefactor." Sawano Kazuki stood up and said, "This can be regarded as reciprocating the favor. As long as you and this company are the backers of Dongda Art, I think the school board of directors will be generous."

Yuxian Zhisheng stood up and bowed, thanking him.

In mid-April, Yu Xian's young performance report was promoted for the first time through the media of Dongda Art. This was the first time that he caused a small-scale sensation in society.

Many teenage aunts took a keen interest in this child, and some even drove to the one-way art education area just to take a look at him.

Yu Xian stood in the training room, looking through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the group of women standing at the door. He suddenly figured out why there were so many access control in the one-way art education area. There was an iron gate at the gate. There is an access control after entering, and even to enter the special training room, you have to swipe the magnetic card again to enter.

Thanks for the door control, it was so reassuring.

At the same time, he was also inquiring about information about the general education area. Tian Kongkui had not come to school until now, which made him a little worried. Like Tian Kongkui, he had been treated as a toy before. He felt the same feeling and did not want her to experience it again. Go down.

...

In the second half of April, Yuzuru saw the news about the review works on the website of the Tokyo Cultural Council. "The Great Gatsby" was also announced on the website, but there was no news from the Hollywood Japan branch.

This is a bit different from the expected result. Yu Xianzhisheng originally thought that Hollywood would contact him first, but then he thought about it, there are indeed too few good directors. In the previous life, this movie was filmed five times, and the only one who contacted him was Li Zizi. The version is the most famous.

I hope this script won’t be overshadowed by dust.

...

She still writes fairy tales and pen drawings every day. Miyamoto Yukiko will send them to newspapers in Narita District after receiving them. She has sent about ten stories. Fairy tales such as "Snow White" and "The Pea Girl" have three It was bought for 1,500 yen. "The Ugly Duckling" sold the most, and the royalties were as high as... 6,500 yen.

Japan is a country that loves the strong. Only the strong among the strong will be respected, especially the theory of blood. This may be the reason why "The Ugly Duckling" is more popular.

Every day after school, Yukiko Miyamoto would drive her Nissan 240sx to pick up Yuzuru and take her home.

Today was no exception, but the store was very busy today. A big customer came to ask for customized clothes, so after picking up Yuzhen, the two did not go home. They simply had dinner, and Miyamoto Yukiko returned to the store. It's busy here.

She took out her pocket money and wanted to give it to Yuxian Zhisheng and let him go to the arcade shop on the corner to play.

Yu Xian shook his head, sat in the car, took out a pen and manuscript paper from his schoolbag, and continued to draw.

At first, he just wanted to draw pictures for her, until one day, Yuxian saw Yukiko sleeping on the sofa. He walked over silently, sat on the dining table chair, and compared the pictures with his thumbs. This beautiful scene was painted.

After that, he fell in love with painting, bought a lot of books and started to study. He was a bit sleepless and forgot to eat and drink. He hadn't touched the small fishing rod in his schoolbag for a long time, as if a young lady was sad and resentful without her husband's arms.

He gave the royalties and scholarships to Xuezi. There was really no use for him to ask for money. This small amount of money could not be invested in anything. He didn't need to buy game cards. Xuezi bought him a good one. She remembered Bi Yubao when the game was released. It should also be understood that although Yuxian is not interested in these games at all, he has never played them once.

I was concentrating on drawing when suddenly someone knocked on the car window.

Yu Xian raised his head and saw an old woman with gauze covering her eyes. Her face was swollen and blue.

Yu Xianzhisheng glanced into the women's clothing store and saw that Yukiko Miyamoto was busy and would not look this way, so she rolled down the window and asked, "What's going on?"

"Your adults stole something from my store, why didn't you come over to explain?" The old woman gritted her teeth and pressed her hand on the edge of the car window. "You're really not afraid that I'll call the police and take her to the police station!"

Yuxian Zhisheng thought for a while and smiled: "Sorry, sorry, we are actually very guilty. Didn't we buy you a special apology?"

The old woman was stunned by this. Seeing the harmless and beautiful smile, her heart melted, and her tone softened a bit: "There is no need to apologize. Let your adults come to my store tonight. I’ll check with her.”

"I've bought everything, please wait a moment." Yuxian Zhisheng took the schoolbag and rummaged around, then held the small drill knife used to cut fishing bait in his hand, turned over suddenly, and stuck the small drill knife firmly in the on the old woman's arm.

"Ouch——!" The old woman's eyebrows suddenly became extremely distorted, and she wailed in pain.

This sound instantly attracted the surrounding pedestrians. Yu Xian quickly took off his shirt, slapped himself a few times, messed up his hair, squeezed out tears, and stumbled out of the car.

"You don't want that kind of thing, you can't do that kind of thing!" He leaned against the car, holding the small drill knife tightly in his hand, with tears on his face.

Shirasawa Rie is right, this little brat is indeed an actor.

Miyamoto Yukiko rushed out of the women's clothing store, followed by Shirasawa Rie. Shirasawa Rie knew her little boss very well. She was very anxious at first, but when she saw the tears on Yuzuru's naive face, she suddenly stopped. Enlightenment.

Can he be made to cry? He almost plays others to death.

If these were real tears, I would kneel down and kowtow to him!

Miyamoto Yukiko didn't know the inside way. She just stepped up and kicked the old woman. The old woman couldn't stop even after rolling several times. Yukiko was so angry that she even wanted to use the clothes hanger in her hand when she went up. superior.

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