The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

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This is something that cannot be decided lightly.

He hesitated for a while.

"What are the ratings now?" Katsuo Fukuzawa took a deep breath.

"It's already exploded." Owada Mitsuhisa stared at the backstage and said, "Many people heard that the song was being played and ran over after smelling the smell. Coupled with Yusen-kun's high popularity, the ratings have already The concert with Shen Huiling can’t be compared.”

"So exaggerated?" Sawano Kazuki was shocked.

This is just an ordinary election day.

When Shen Huiling holds a concert, it is the time when the contestants are most afraid. Usually the channel's ratings will drop a lot, and all the traffic will be sucked away. It is a fantasy to take the traffic away from him. .

"The ratings are high, but we can't let that girl from Morimi Painting harm Yuzuru's childishness." Kazuki Sawano smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Why on earth would she do this? Her strength is already top-notch. , wouldn’t this harm herself?”

"That girl is not that stupid. I seem to understand why she did this." Owada Mitsuhisa said suddenly.

"What?" Sawano Kazuki was stunned.

"Read this first." After saying that, Owada Mitsuhisa took out a stack of information from his briefcase and placed it in front of Sawano Kazuki: "The four major consortiums have been making trouble again in the past few days."

Sawano Kazuki picked up the information.

It was a promotional picture. Under the shadow of the lights, Park Zunshik, a hip-hop champion from Seoul, South Korea, was holding the back of Shen Huiling with one hand, dancing to a stop. Shen Huiling, who was wearing embroidered clothes, raised his legs and met the handsome Park. Look up and down in Zun pose.

"Are you trying to fire CP?" Sawano Kazuki understood immediately after just one look.

"Yes, Yu Xian's debut was really amazing. No one could have imagined that he could jump directly from one hundred and twenty to ninth place. Even the four major financial groups were scared by this span."

Owada Mitsuhisa said with a smile, "There is also Shen Hui Ling. He is bound to win the third Starlight Grand Prize, because it involves whether he is qualified to enter the Heavenly Court of Maple Gardens. It only took one day for Yu Xianzhisheng. He has come close to his status after just one public exhibition match, and even Shen Huiling can no longer ignore his existence."

"So in the past few days, the four major financial groups are planning to speculate on CP, trying to take the heat away from Yu Bao. Not to mention, this crooked move really made them go on the right track. A considerable number of Shen Huiling's female fans are very supportive. There’s a lot of discussion.”

"The power of fujoshi should not be underestimated." Owada Mitsuhisa snorted with a smile.

"Using this method, how could Shen Hui Ling pull it off like this?" Sawano Kazuki expressed disbelief.

"What's wrong with him? He's just dancing. Together with Park Jun-shik, he didn't admit the so-called CP feeling. It's all made up by the fans themselves." Mitsuhisa Owada said.

"Have you noticed that what Senmei Painting did is very similar to them?"

"You mean..." Sawano Kazuki stared.

"She must be willing to be a foil. She has no intention of winning over Yuzuru. She wants to regain the popularity with Yuzuru. Even if she is scolded, she will be scolded." Mitsuju Owada sighed quietly, " I know the entertainment industry very well, and this girl has learned a lot from me."

"But being too controversial is not a good thing." Sawano Kazuki said softly.

"Let me ask you, has he taken off his clothes?" Owada Mitsuhisa asked.

"ah?"

"Did he take it off?"

"No." Sawano Kazuki said.

"Where's Mori Meihua? Is she exposed?" Owada Mitsuhisa asked again.

"No, I'm wearing very tight clothes."

"That's not enough." Mitsuhisa Owada grinned, "What does a person wearing yellow glasses look like to be yellow? She is just performing a song. Ambiguity is what fans make up, and showing love is also what we make up. .”

“The more you think about it, the more traffic there will be.”

Owada Mitsuhisa pointed to the backstage monitor screen, "Currently, the highest ratings on election day remain with Kami Erei, but after today, this position may have to be replaced."

"Change to Yu Xian's naive channel.

"

"Hazuru-kun probably doesn't have that kind of interest in Miss Mori Mei. As long as he doesn't say anything, he's just like Kamei Rei. Nothing will happen and it won't affect him. People will forget about it as soon as the limelight passes." Mitsuhisa Owada Seriously.

"But if you do this, what does the girl want?" Sawano Kazuki was confused, "She is such a proud person."

"Who can understand the things of young people?" Mitsuhisa Owada laughed loudly.

"No need to turn off the channel." Katsuo Fukuzawa said softly, "It seems we really have overthought it."

As long as it doesn't go too far, he really wants to see Yu Xian's naive channel reach the top of the ratings, which is also a manifestation of glory.

"Hey, Sawano, suppose that these two children really get together in the future, should you invite the wedding wine?" Owada Mitsuhisa put his hand on Sawano Kazuki's shoulder.

"Do you think Yu Bao will fall in love with her?" Sawano Kazuki slowly relaxed.

"No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, but it's very likely, isn't it?" Mitsuhisa Owada said with a smile.

"Do you still remember the speech at the opening ceremony? She was originally selected to take the stage as the leader of the arts at Dongda University, but she gave the opportunity to Yu Xian, and Yu Xian did not disappoint us. Her speech was great. It received a lot of attention.”

Owada Mitsuhisa held the table with both hands, "That time was also the first confrontation between Yu Xianzhisheng and Shen Huiling. As a newcomer, it was the first time he came into people's sight."

"That time, it was Sen Meihua who gave up his opportunity."

"This time, for him, she once again gave up the opportunity. In terms of cello strength, I don't know Yu Xian's raw strength. I can't say, but her family conditions are very good. I really want to defeat him and take out a T0 It’s not difficult to sing.”

"If there is such a proud girl who is willing to be a green leaf for you and silently accompany you, what reason do you have to dislike her?"

"Yu Xianjun is a smart man, he will understand soon."

...

The river is silent and the water waves are silent.

Under the clear moonlight, a man and a demon stood looking at each other.

Yu Xian is a child wearing an Onmyoji hunting suit, and there is a banshee in gorgeous clothes.

The fluctuation of the piano sound has a fatal attraction.

But Tsuchimikado Seimei was unmoved and just looked at her quietly, this beautiful woman who loved him to the point of committing suicide.

"You're here," said the succubus.

"I'm here." Tsuchimikado Seimei said.

The clouds parted, and the Milky Way above them was endless.

"Do you want me?" said the succubus. "If you want me, my body is always ready for you."

Qingming shook his head and turned around to leave.

The banshee sang a crimson sound behind him. This sound could make any man in the world intoxicated and want to be happy with her, even if he ends up dying in her hands.

The sound of the cello moves and changes, as heavy and low as a dream.

Under the splendid Milky Way of the universe, the banshee's clothes were taken off, revealing her beauty and scars.

This extreme sadness makes people feel suffocated.

Tsuchimikado Seimei had already walked away, and she was the only one left under the moonlight.

She plunged into the river again, with her head exposed, watching him go away.

How long will these days last?

When will longing end?

She couldn't find the answer.

Under the sun, Yuxian opened his eyes naively.

The music stopped.

He clapped softly.

"I made you laugh." Sen Meihua stood up slowly, bowed to him, then put the cello back on the stand and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"It's amazing." Yuxian Zhisheng admired sincerely.

During the eight-minute long performance, the melody changes and time seems to freeze, telling a long-standing story.

"It's my turn." Yuxian took off her cello from its stand.

"What song?" Sen Meihua lowered her hand and brought him a cup of tea.

"Thoughts that traveled through time and space." Yu Xian took the tea, took a sip, and placed it on the long table.

"I'm looking forward to it." Sen Meihua sat elegantly and smiled.

Yuzuru nodded naively. It was a coincidence that his song was also an expression of longing. It came from an anime called "Inuyasha" and was composed by the famous Japanese composer Kaoru Wada to commemorate Inuyasha and his wife. Kagome Higurashi's feelings.

Yu Xian was sitting upright on the chair, using his arm to drive the bow, slowly approaching the strings.

The moment he put the bow on the piano, his aura changed. The originally clear and gentle youthful aura became bold, and his lowered eyes bloomed with strong confidence.

Hei Mutong is right. There is a world of difference between him when he performs and his daily self. His clarity is in harmony with all things, and he changes at any time for the most perfect performance.

People watching the channel stared at that beautiful side face and couldn't take their eyes away.

Senmei paintings are also among them.

Can I find an answer from him?

The moment the piano sounded, even the wind seemed to quiet down.

The tune flows slowly, softly, peacefully, and the sun shines brightly.

The grass is bearing its seeds and the wind is shaking its leaves.

The grass touches the sun with fingertips.

The young man gently closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own world. In that small world, there lived a distant person. He opened his thoughts and presented them to the audience without reservation.

He knew that Xuezi must also be looking at him.

The pure sound of the piano floats melodiously, and the sunlight embroiders his eyelashes with the color of amber. In this concentrated and affectionate scene, no one can resist his performance. People seem to be trapped in another fantasy.

Everything disappeared again.

People stood on the green grass, watching the young man's hair being blown by the wind, while the melody spread in the endless sky, and the longing was sad and sad.

Miss Sammy, not just you, everyone is in love.

Getting love is a rare blessing in life.

That's my answer.

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(PS. I uploaded the Easter egg chapter, just enjoy it quietly)