The man rescued from Kabukicho

Facing the best picture book artist in his mind and a woman who easily made him nervous, Cirou was unavoidably cautious, but his eyes couldn't hide his excitement, and he bowed sincerely: "Hello, Mr. Hanada Kiyoshi. Thank you very much for your continued support. creation."

The slightly formal words made Master Hua Tianqing laugh: "What a good boy with good etiquette. Please sit down. I have two super handsome guys chatting with me at my age. I'm really afraid of being jealous. Mochizuki-san , do you like picture books?"

I was a little embarrassed by the master's easy-going joke, but when he heard the master's question, Cirou immediately replied: "Yes, I have always liked it. When I saw your debut work in elementary school, I fell in love with it immediately. It is very cute. Tender story, albeit with a sad twist..."

When it comes to the picture books he likes, Ciro unknowingly let go of his restraint, and carefully described his feelings of reading, his love is beyond words.

This kind of sincere love that cannot be pretended moved Master Hanada Kiyoshi who was used to enthusiastic readers. She was more patient with this young man and asked with a smile: "It sounds like Mochizuki-kun has a foundation in painting?"

Cilang said in shame: "I'm really sorry, I haven't studied professionally, it's just a hobby level."

"That's nothing bad, everyone starts with a hobby," Master Hua Tianqing thought it was fun to tease this young man, and pushed the pad and pencil that recorded inspiration at hand, "It's a rare opportunity, show me the painting Well, simply draw what you like."

Eh?

Cirou was stunned.

How did things develop to make a fool of yourself in front of the master?

He subconsciously looked at Yijuin for help, but Yijuin just looked back calmly, as if he couldn't accept his panic at all.

When he turned his gaze back, what he saw was Master Hua Tianqing's encouraging eyes.

Cilang hesitated for a moment, grabbed the pen, and adjusted the pad to the angle he was accustomed to when drawing.

Yijiin stared at Mochizuki who was drawing with his head down, and when he started to write, the previous uneasy mood disappeared from Mochizuki, replaced by a serious, gentle and peaceful posture.

This is not new to Ijuin.

When we got along with each other, Mochizuki, who was still a third-year junior high school student, always liked to draw something, not to mention the blank space in the textbook, I only wrote the manuscript paper that I didn’t know how to continue at the beginning, even the title page of the notebook that Yijiyuan took to the rooftop for review, all of which were drawn by Mochizuki Cute doodles.

"Doodle what on my notebook?"

"Hey hey, it's a cat if you're not careful. Isn't it pretty?"

"It doesn't look good."

"Is it really not good-looking? Sorry, I will wipe it off for you."

"Need not."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't dare next time."

"...It's not bad."

"Really!"

"Ah."

"So happy~"

"stupid."

"Hey! Why are you scolding me?"

……

Mochizuki, who was painting at that time, was so devoted, with a kind of innocent innocence.

Ijuin restrained himself, not letting his eyes go too far.

Because it was a hasty request, Cirou subconsciously drew the best golden retriever dog.

Although it was not an exam or something, when he thought of putting such an unprofessional painting in front of a professional master, he was so nervous that his heart beat wildly.

"Isn't this very cute?" Master Hanada Kiyoshi maintained a cordial and encouraging attitude, "Although there is still room for improvement in technology, Mochizuki-kun's brushstrokes are very gentle, making people smile unconsciously after seeing it. This is quite rare. talent. If you are interested in creating picture books, please continue to learn and try.”

To receive such gentle encouragement, Cilang was deeply moved: "Teacher is worthy of being a university student with both ability and political integrity. You are so kind."

Master Hua Tianqing looked a little more serious, and said bluntly: "I'm not talking about a good person. If you don't have talent, I won't advise people to waste time. Mochizuki-kun needs to have more confidence in himself."

Cilang hurriedly made an apology, afraid of offending the teacher, but he really didn't have that confidence in his painting ability, so he didn't know how to continue: "I'm very sorry, it's me, I..."

Master Hua Tianqing looked at him curiously, and laughed again: "Although it is a bit impolite to say this, I can see in Mochizuki-kun the soft heart that women usually have. Ah, this does not mean that Mochizuki-kun looks like a woman. On the contrary, a handsome and beautiful man like you must have lived in the eyes of many women since puberty. Generally speaking, he will be more conceited than ordinary men, especially when facing women, because he understands himself Charisma inevitably reveals a subconsciously superior attitude. But I don't feel this at all from Mochizuki-kun. Mochizuki-kun is really a very cute person."

Cilang, who was praised highly, was at a loss.

He didn't understand whether he was worthy of such praise, because Master Hanada Kiyoshi's words were spoken from a female perspective, and Cirou didn't have such a perspective and awareness.

However, Yijiyuan spoke at this time, respecting Master Hanada Kiyoshi: "You are worthy of being a master. You have very keen observation skills and accurate reading of people. No wonder you can create so many touching picture book stories."

Master Hua Tianqing waved his hand and joked: "The chairman of Yijiyuan praised you so much, I can't understand you very much."

Until he left the bar and walked side by side with Yijiin on the pasture, Cirou was still immersed in meeting Master Hanada Kiyoshi, feeling unreally happy.

"Thank you, Yijiyuan," Cilang thanked Yijiyuan first after sorting out his mood.

Yijiyuan calmly said: "It's just a matter of course."

Although he was very grateful in his heart, Cilang couldn't help complaining: "You and Fengzao's mother-in-law's use of the word 'just' is really unbearable."

Hearing this, Yijiyuan frowned slightly, and did not express any opinion, but only asked: "Where do you want to go?"

Cirou was just wandering around without any destination. Hearing Yijuin's question, his first reaction was: "Are you done with your work?"

"There is nothing to be busy at first," Yijiyuan replied casually, seeing Cilang's puzzled expression, he simply explained to him.

It turned out that there was a TV drama crew that was filming a spring special episode, and the crew wanted to rent a hot spring suite for filming, but [Shiyanqu] refused to agree.

The crew could only shoot in other hot spring hotels, but they still didn't give up. An idea came to their mind. The crew tried to buy the original version of the official website video of [Shi Yan Qu], and cut out beautiful scenes and mix them into special episodes, which could also be used as a gimmick.

In order to get the consent, the crew tried their best to find Professor Okochi, the mentor of Yiji Academy. Professor Okochi's daughter is a loyal fan of the heroine of the TV series. Professor Okochi who dotes on his daughter has no choice but because the request to buy the video sounds irrelevant. Nothing could be said to be too much, so I personally contacted Yijiyuan.

In the morning, it was because of the professor that Yiji Academy took care of this matter in person.

Jiro didn't know that this TV series was adapted from a shoujo manga based on Ijuin, and he didn't know that the crew had harassed Ijuin, and was doing everything possible to get involved with Ijuin recently.

He is not interested in TV dramas, and after listening to it, he only noticed things related to Yijuin, and guessed: "Professor Okochi must be very proud of you."

Yijiyuan is so good, it must be very popular with teachers.

"No," Yijiyuan said truthfully, with a calm expression, "After learning that I was admitted to Xiaguan, the professor was so angry that he cut off contact with me."

Cirou was surprised: "Why?"

Even if Ijiin didn't become a doctor, but entered the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, wouldn't it be serving the medical cause?

Yijiyuan calmly explained: "It's my fault. The professor is a truly persistent and ideal doctor. He once placed high hopes on me, but I chose Vanity Fair and failed the professor's expectations."

Medicine is not an area that Cilang understands, but after listening to Yijiyuan's explanation, he can understand the professor's disappointment. Although he is still a little bit upset about Yijiyuan, he can only look forward to it: "So it's reconciled now, right?"

"It sort of repaired the relationship," Yijuin said.

Ijuin didn't show regret or remorse, at least Jirou didn't see it.

Cilang thought for a while, and asked curiously: "At that time, why did you choose to go to Xiaguan?"

Although those who can be admitted to Xiaguan are the elite among the elites, as the second son of the Yijiyuan consortium, even if they fail in the succession competition, there is no need to be admitted to the national department and work hard overtime.

"Operational model, policy trends, and connections." Yijiyuan is concise and to the point.

Cirou understood.

Although I don't know the inside story, but Yijiyuan dared to arrange his future in this way, because he has the confidence that completely surpasses his brother.

This man has foresight and determination that ordinary people can't match, he looks at Ijuin and thinks so.

Thinking of Yijiyuan's elder brother, Cilang recalled his previous doubts: "When I went to the hospital for a review that day, your elder brother went to greet Granny Fengzao on purpose, and he seemed to have a very harmonious relationship with you."

"'Behave'," Yijuin's indifferent voice repeated Cirou's words playfully, and deliberately mentioned the previous incident, "Aren't you very good at judging people's hearts?"

Cirou was taken aback.

No, at that time, he didn't clearly notice anything wrong, he just listened to Granny Fengzao's explanation.

This subconscious wording, rather than saying that he can judge people's hearts, actually only revealed his partiality for Yijuin.

Realizing this, Cirou didn't speak for a while.

They have already walked out of the pasture, and in front of them is the restaurant of [Shi Yan Qu], a spacious two-story building full of Showa style, which reminds Ciro of Kyoto.

It's the leisurely brunch time. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can see the guests who are talking and enjoying the food. Some of them are young women in expensive clothes like Ms. Xiyuanji. They noticed Yijuin and looked at each other in surprise .

Soon there were female customers walking out of the restaurant, maintaining an elegant pace, walking slowly towards this side, apparently wanting to create a chance encounter with Yijiyuan.

His presence, then, would be superfluous.

"I want to go back first," Cilang retracted his gaze and said proactively, "Because I'm a little tired."

Yijiyuan didn't even look at him, and directly contacted the scooter with his mobile phone.

Following the scooter that was on standby nearby, it arrived quickly.

Cilang was about to say goodbye, but saw Yijiyuan get into the car before him.

"Come up."

After Cilang sat down next to Yijiyuan, the scooter started, and the electric engine started, Yijiyuan tickled him slightly, as if he had something to say.

He is close to Ijuin.

He heard Yijuin counting in his ear: "Four."

!

"I……"

Seeing Yijiin's mouth shape about to count to five, Cirou learned his lesson and shut his mouth immediately before finishing his blurted excuse.

Yijuin deliberately looked disappointed.

Cilang's ears were about to burst into smoke.

Back at the hot spring private courtyard, walking through the gate from the Heting trail, Cilang's ears were still red.

The heartbeat is also very noisy, so noisy that I can't pay attention to my surroundings.

So when he was kissed by Ijuin, he couldn't say he was unprepared, but he was indeed unprepared.