next stop king

Recite, dance, sing.

Waiting until the fourth candidate came on stage, the boring and featureless specialty performance finally ushered in some changes.

Watching the young man who was wearing a martial arts uniform and cheering himself up in the background, walk up to the stage, Arimori Hideichi took a single glance, then turned around and held the plain long kimono prepared by the staff towards the changing room walked in.

What the tea ceremony requires is state of mind. It is too late to stabilize one's mind at such a critical moment, and how can one have the time to worry about other people's affairs.

The clothes are very suitable, plain and simple without any cumbersome decorations.

In the clean and peaceful white, there are only a few strokes of ink that smudge like clouds on the cuffs, skirt, and waistline.Putting on this outfit, it is really suitable for the next performance.

He took off his coat and shirt, and after a little thought, he even took off his close-fitting thermal underwear regardless of the cold backstage.

Shivering, he wrapped his arms around his upper body and rubbed them together for a while, then he took advantage of the warmth of his body to unfold the kimono and quickly put it on one by one.

what does it feel likeOf course it is cold!

Not to mention that the heating in the backstage was not turned on. It was obvious that it had just been brought from the outside, and the clothes that were so cold that it made people's skin crawl all over were almost unbearable.

Standing with his body in his arms to adapt to the temperature of his body, Arimori Hideichi flattened the front and back of the clothes, picked up the belt from the front to the back, crossed and knotted it, and retouched the image in the mirror, and finally He tied up the long hair behind him with a headband of the same color, and then nodded in satisfaction that he had completely put on the clothes on his body.

Folding the previous clothes neatly in his hands, when he came out of the changing room and appeared in the eyes of others again, the eighth candidate also just walked onto the stage.

In terms of timing, it was just right.

"...Arimori...kun?"

The first one who noticed his return was Miss Sachiko from before, and she stared at the young man who was walking slowly with her eyes wide open without even blinking.

scare?Of course she was frightened!

The slender figure, the gently swaying hair on the side of the ear, is elegant and dusty.The young man who was obviously sunny and fashionable half an hour ago, why did he seem to be a different person when he disappeared for a while?

Countless people like her who have been tested for a long time are like this, and the expressions on the faces of those young people with even worse experience but who think they are different can be imagined.

Performance on stage?Who has the time to care about that!

Is it amazing to play the saxophone?His ordinary performance is nothing compared to the scenery in front of him!

"Sister Sachiko, please take care of my clothes."

Putting the things in his hands into the hands of the dazed woman, Arimori Hideo nodded at her, glanced around the backstage, flicked his sleeves and stood on the side of the passage leading to the stage, meditating.

These people are all wrong!

Special performance?

I really took this link as a specialty performance.

I don't even think about what they came here for, but because of a word from the examiner, they immediately forgot why they were here in the first place.

It's true that the specialty is simple, but the difficulty lies in the two words of performance.If there is no requirement, there will be no reference. How many people can really think of the free play of their own strength?

Shaking his head, he watched the people on the stage retreat from the stage without giving the judges a chance to comment after finishing the piece.If such a situation can be passed, it is really unreasonable.

Glancing at the stage where the props were starting to be arranged, he closed his eyes and exhaled the turbid air in his chest, slowly slowed down the breathing speed of his nasal cavity, and tried his best to calm down the excited nerves and heartbeat.

Success or failure depends on this time.

let's go!Shuichi Mori!

"Arimori-kun, come on!"

Sachiko, who was holding the clothes in her arms, saw the boy open his eyes, and immediately sent her blessing.No matter what the final result is, the surprise given to her by the boy in front of her is definitely the biggest surprise of all this year.

As for his future, it depends on his own efforts.

"There is Shuichi Mori at number 490, please come on stage and perform when you hear your name."

"No. 490 No. [-] has Mori..."

"Mr. Wu, these children this year still need to be trained. How come tens of thousands of people have been selected, and there is not even one guy who is eye-catching?"

As the company's biggest BOSS, he said he was under a lot of pressure after watching it for so long.

Not disappointed?How can you not be disappointed? !

From the first [-]-person primary election to the present, there is still no child who can make the male artist department of the company go further.

The previous ones are not bad, but even if they are really released based on that level, their acting life may not last long.

Could it be that it is so difficult to find another good seedling?

The short-haired man who unfortunately became a trash can sitting next to his boss also looked helpless at this moment.

He really didn't expect that none of the last 500 people survived was satisfactory.

Either I was nervous and made a mistake, or I couldn't let go of my hands and feet during the performance.I won't talk about whether I understand their president's request, at least I hope these children who participated in the election can finish their performances smoothly.

If everyone is like the one just now, there is no need for this selection to continue.Such a person doesn't even have the courage to listen to other people's opinions. No matter what he wants to do, it is absolutely impossible for such a person to succeed.

"President, please..."

"Uh-huh--!!"

The man who was so energetic in an instant, as if he had been excited by a beating, shocked all the judges who were so bored that they were yawning.Just when they were about to open their mouths to ask the president what was wrong, they followed their boss and saw a figure appearing on the stage, which made them all gasp.

As if walking on the clouds, with light footsteps, fast and slow, a simple plain kimono was worn on the visitor, and there was an indescribable leisurely charm.

Just watching the young man come to the center of the stage, sit in front of the tea set, light incense, boil water, and grind tea step by step, it is so fascinating.

They were all familiar with these movements, but why did these originally boring steps suddenly become so attractive when this young man was doing them?

Just look at his white and slender fingers sliding over every utensil, and see his movements of pouring water and making tea are all beautiful.

There is a calm and leisurely smile on the corner of the mouth, and the demeanor is decent and calm, coupled with the steaming water vapor around.Here and there is a show!Obviously, it is the perfect tea party under the cherry blossom trees in spring.

The distance between the top and bottom of the stage had disappeared at this moment, and the eight LME judges present, except for the one in the middle, could keep calm, and the others all looked up and stared at the boy's every move on the stage.

In their eyes, the opponent's movements are so perfect, and the peaceful and tranquil aura on his body is so attractive.It was as if their bodies had flown out of the theatre, and they were in the backyard with cherry blossoms and jingling streams.

Tension?Stress all over?

The things that were originally remembered in everyone's mind were all relieved and liberated at this moment.

Arimori Hideichi concentrated on his own tea ceremony, doing it step by step, except for remembering the word 'performance'.He completely forgot everything that took too long and was boring.

Before his eyes, the surrounding environment was no longer that theater.Instead, it has become the backyard of my own home, which is full of cherry blossoms of various colors every winter and spring, so beautiful that it is not like the world.

From childhood to adulthood, he grew up in such an environment.It is in such an environment of ancient bricks and green tiles, with the cherry blossoms flying in the sky and the breeze, that I practiced these skills over and over again under the guidance of my grandfather.

Those steps, those movements, and the petals that are blooming in the wind...

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and his hands kept moving.

Arimori Hideo raised his hands and shook his wrists to fill the tea bowl in front of him, his ears moved slightly, and his drooping cheeks suddenly lifted as if he heard something.

The spring breeze is warm and the flowers fall like rain.

Those who were lucky enough to witness the whole performance in the theater were all attracted by his movements and looked in the same direction.A moment later, while they were surprised and shocked to find that there was nothing there, a soft and soft voice floated into their ears.

"Everyone, tea..."

"It's ready."

When he came back to his senses, all the intriguing hallucinations suddenly dissipated.

When he turned around in a daze and couldn't believe it, he saw the young man on the stage pushing the tea bowl, with a smile on his face, and bowed down slowly.

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