The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

My husband is the deputy director of Tokyo Daiichi Telecom. Recently, the social space platform ‘turin video’, a collaboration between Tokyo University Art and Tokyo Daiichi Telecom, has been launched, and he is also a participant in this work.

He must know a lot of people at Dongda Art. Do you want to call him and ask him to help you?

"Oh..." After hesitating for a while, Natsukawa Seko put down the phone.

As a middle-aged man, he is experiencing the seven-year itch, and he has long been too lazy to focus on his husband. Employees privately rumored that the relationship between the couple was broken up. This is not a rumor, but true.

If it weren't for his daughter, he would have divorced long ago.

Firewood, rice, sauce, vinegar and salt, this is what I have been doing all my life. It seems to be the same whether you have money or not.

When Natsukawa Seko returned home, she took off her shoes and kimono at the entrance, leaving her naked body wearing only vermilion lace underwear, and began to prepare breakfast for her daughter.

The sound of the toilet flushing came from the bathroom, and Xia Chuan Haiyue, wearing a junior high school uniform, walked out and picked up her pink plush schoolbag.

"It's time for breakfast, Haiyue!" Natsukawa Seko put the food on the dining table.

Xia Chuan Haiyue sat on a chair with an indifferent expression, holding an English vocabulary book in her hand. She put bread in her mouth and chewed it while reading. She looked down on her mother, an idiot mother who chased stars. She often laughed at her classmates. .

If you have time to chase stars, it’s better to memorize a few more words.

The target is Waseda University!

No one can interrupt my study!

Idiot star-chasing mother! Stupid workaholic father!

None of it is good.

When I get into college I will definitely leave this home far away!

"Hey, give me money, the day after tomorrow is my birthday." Xia Chuan Haiyue stretched out his hand.

"Shall I celebrate you at home?" Natsukawa Seko asked cautiously.

"I don't want it!" Xia Chuan Haiyue frowned, "I've already made an appointment with a good friend."

Natsukawa Seko sighed and took out a stack of 10,000 yen bills from her wallet. This girl was in her youthful rebellious period and was difficult to manage. It was true that her family had money, but her education was a failure. When she met her parents, she met her enemies. Similar.

The only good thing is that there is no need to ask for this aspect of study. She is ranked second in grade every time. No wonder she likes Waseda University. She is also the second best student in the Waseda Talented Youth Club in the Starlight Awards Competition.

Natsukawa Seko covered her mouth and snickered.

Xia Chuan Haiyue glared at her fiercely.

"Haiyue, did you secretly cut your skirt shorter again?" Natsukawa Seko looked towards the end of the table.

"No." Xia Chuan Haiyue pulled her skirt down a little.

"I'm full!" Xia Chuan Haiyue put her school bag on her back and put on her leather boots. Because her skirt was partly too short, when she bent over to put on her shoes, her black fat under her white pantyhose was faintly visible.

"Have a safe journey." Natsukawa Seko stood at the entrance and watched.

The only thing the child learned from himself was to wear stockings.

There are stockings everywhere in the house.

Every time my father came back, he would hold the discarded stockings in disdain and scold you two for being stocking geeks. That workaholic would never know how good stockings are in his life.

"That...promise to me, don't forget it!" Xia Chuan Haiyue confirmed before going out.

"Keep it in mind. When you get to the top of your grade, I will buy you a new mobile phone." Natsukawa Seko said with a gentle smile.

Xia Chuan Haiyue nodded with satisfaction.

Yaesu High School is a famous private aristocratic school for girls in Osaka. It is divided into junior high school and high school. The female students there are all eldest ladies, and she is one of them.

A few days ago, when we were having lunch in the restaurant, a classmate from the ninth grade took out a mobile phone to show off to them. The mobile phone was very beautiful, and it was more advanced than the flip phone she had now, and it had more complete functions. .

Moreover, as long as she has this mobile phone, she can watch anime anytime and anywhere. She likes anime and is following an American comic called "Dragon Hunter" while studying. She can't put it down.

I heard that after my father’s social space platform is well established, many anime will be put on the shelves one after another, and quite a few video bloggers will join in!

She doesn't care about showing off her phone to get everyone's attention. She doesn't even look at those video bloggers. She just follows her own anime!

"Here comes Beihuatian Station, here comes Beihuatian Station!" the announcer's voice sounded in the tram waiting room.

Xia Chuan Haiyue put away her English vocabulary book and stood up.

the weather is nice today.

Under the slightly drunken sky, with a thin mist floating in the air, office workers on the morning shift, wearing suits, stepped onto the tram with a tight pace. Most of their faces were serious and unsmiling.

The girls, who are full of youthful vitality, are playing and running, their bright bodies reflected in the puddles after the rain, their white stockings stretched tightly around their thighs, outlining the beautiful curves.

The girl with the bread in her mouth ran as fast as she could from the station, looking sadly at the tram in the distance.

The carriage shook slightly, and Xia Chuan Haiyue put on his headphones and played light music.

But the sound of discussion still entered my ears.

The weekend had just ended, and the girls looked like they had not seen each other for a long time. They were chattering about the opening ceremony the day before yesterday and mumbling the names of their favorite contestants.

The name of Shen Huiling appears thirty-two times.

Xia Chuan Haiyue held the trolley handle and counted silently.

Learning to observe human beings is also an essential quality for becoming an outstanding talent. Especially the Human Observation Department of Waseda University is not a place for mediocre people to enter.

Although she doesn’t watch the Star Awards, she also knows that Shenhui Ling is, after all, a girls’ school, and it is rare to see boys. Even the teachers in the school are female teachers. Boys are rare, and excellent boys are even rarer. Scarcity, super good boys are even more precious than Jurassic dinosaurs.

Everyone often gets together after class to discuss their favorite idols. As the number one idol of the new generation, it is natural for Shen Huiling to receive their attention.

But what does this have to do with loving to learn from me?

A bunch of star-chasing idiots.

Xia Chuan Haiyue's body swayed slightly with the carriage.

Unable to participate in the discussions among her classmates, she was occasionally isolated and could only act as a foil, but despite this, she did not intend to change herself for others.

Waseda University! You must wait for me!

My body is just for you!

Park Zunshik's name appears twenty times.

He seems to be a good modern dancer?

Flowers, Birds, Wind and Moon? The captain of the flower dance party?

Are you dying of love?

As expected of an all-girls school, it is very relaxed about gender.

These girls really fall in love with each other after seeing each other, so boring.

Yuxian's childish name appears...fifty times? !

This is the first time I heard this name.

Nani? ! Masaka!

Fifty times?

Who is this?

Xia Chuan Haiyue suddenly turned her head and looked at the high school seniors opposite in shock. In just ten minutes' drive, the frequency of discussions between these people about Yu Xian's junior players continued to increase.

By the way, these girls all have expressions on their faces that say, "There is nothing more sad than death."

It sounds like it's because it hasn't been broadcast yet?

No broadcast can make people become like this?

No, she believed it.

Her mother looked like that yesterday.

She understands so well.

The discussion among the senior students shifted from "When will it be broadcast?" to the scene of the opening ceremony. They all babbled with Yu Xian's childish name. She is very good-looking, looks like Seimei-sama, and is very talented... ...

Interest comes up.

But Xia Chuan Haiyue quickly suppressed him.

‘Haha, they actually worship idols. They are really a bunch of guys with no future. ’

'I fell in love based on looks alone. They are really superficial people. I don't want to be like them. The person who can marry me in the future must be a talented Waseda man who is full of poetry and calligraphy! ’

‘Passionate and inspiring? Haha, are you overdoing it? "

Xia Chuan Haiyue sneered.

The mini advertising TV in the tram was replaying the opening ceremony in a loop. Suddenly, a girl next to him shouted excitedly: "It's Yu Xian's child!"

The carriage suddenly became agitated, and the girls around her crowded in. Xia Chuan Haiyue was right next to the TV, and was so crowded that she couldn't breathe.

She protected the English vocabulary book in her hand and struggled.

She couldn't help but be infected by the enthusiasm of the girls around her. She frowned and focused on the TV replay.

Then, he blinked.

The moment the picture touched her retina, she stopped still. The nerves in her brain blossomed all the way, and the pituitary gland secreted dopamine, like exploding fireworks, dyeing her eyes with brilliance.

"I, I..." Xia Chuan Haiyue surged in the crowd.

Suddenly became overwhelmed.

No, I can’t watch it anymore.

I must have been bewitched.

Boys will only affect my learning speed!

Isn’t it just a face?

Wait, I almost forgot that observing humans is also a way of learning.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, right?

Xia Chuan Haiyue blushed and looked at the screen again.

The replay ended quickly.

She felt a little nervous and swallowed.

"Um, excuse me, which channel is the replay on?" Xia Chuan Haiyue turned to ask the girl next to her, who was staring at the TV screen feverishly.

Well, I have nothing to do at night. It doesn’t matter if I take a look. It’s not that I like the face. I mainly want to analyze the speech lines. Maybe I can use them in my future compositions!

Yes, that’s it!

"TV Tokyo!" the girl shouted.

A more violent roar suddenly erupted behind him.

"It's on air!"

"The broadcast of Yu Xian's Childhood is now on!"

"Vote quickly!"

Xia Chuan Haiyue was frightened. The girl next to her suddenly took out her mobile phone desperately. She looked like she was about to draw a knife to kill someone. Her eyes were red and she was desperately clicking the voting button on the mobile phone.

"I'm definitely number one!"

"I must take first place!"

The girl's eyes fell into madness.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu3270th place." The girl almost cried, hugging her head. "Which bastard is the first to vote? I really want to kill her."

The surrounding senior students had almost the same sad expressions.

Damn it, no.

Did I get on the wrong bus? It looks like you have a look on your face as if the Japanese island is about to sink!

"I didn't get first place!" the girl next to me wailed.

"Um, take a look?" Xia Chuan Haiyue whispered, "Isn't it started now? Let's take a look at the performance?"

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