[Comprehensive] Idol reboot

Yukimura Seiichi has always been the kind of eloquent person.

Although he is always quiet when he gets along with classmates or friends on weekdays, when there is a dispute with him, he will choose to laugh about most things.

But when the critical moment comes, he can become a representative of everyone who votes for election without thinking—whether it is to participate in a debate competition in a foreign school, or a common grade speech; That benchmark exists.

Even if this is not out of the original intention, over time, a perfect mindset has been formed in everyone, even in myself.

But all kinds of things in life, whether it is setbacks or glory, have never taught him: When a girl is crying, what should I do to be able to look at ease—even if it is only to the extent that I can accept it without panicking.

When I think of my sister at home, when she is acting like a baby, she always puts her arms around her arms, rubs against him with her soft forehead hair like a kitten, and reports what happened today and who she quarreled with in class in a frustrated or vigorous voice. ; And why I am in a good mood...

Can't do it, he thought. ——Just looking at each other like this made him feel the abruptness and uneasiness that is hard to express; what he wanted to say was entangled by many exhausting thoughts, and all kinds of hesitation, but it became redundant when it came to his mouth.

.........

"I found that Yukimura-kun simply stood like this, and the autumn maple leaves behind him looked like a painting." The girl who accompanied him in silence for a while wiped her cheeks, then raised her head, smiling to clear the scene ; "What are you here for today? Holding a drawing board... Are you here to sketch?"

"..." Yukimura blinked, "Why are you crying?"

Ah, sure enough, the question was asked directly.

The question that blurted out at that moment was probably the most embarrassing moment in his history.

Relying on his calm and calm experience of talking in front of thousands of people, he ordered himself to sit next to the girl, not even a trace of nervousness or body stiffness was allowed by the dignity of the teenager: "I saw such a beautiful and poignant scene." The scenery, so you feel emotional when you touch the scenery."

What the hell am I talking about...

He clearly knew that after the other party intentionally skipped a topic that would embarrass both of them, it would be best for him to take advantage of the situation and pretend that nothing happened; it would have been enough of a surprise just to treat it as a chance encounter. ——It's a pity that the tears of a girl are like the lead wire on the spindle, which affects the curiosity and inquiry that has been suppressed for decades while being blessed and cursed; so the true emotions are particularly reluctant to leave, embarrassing and exciting. .

"No." Lu Jianxing leaned on the stone naturally, "Crying tears is a healthy way for the body to excrete salt. As for us artists, we occasionally have 'Eh, I suddenly want to cry', 'This matter Makes me too sad but can't do it, so crying is good for your health."

——This is not your truth.

Yukimura Seiichi sighed inwardly; but you are the one who is in a bad mood, but I am the one who is appeased... It seems that my side is more cunning.

"So that's how it is." He said with a slight smile, "It was really hard work, and it is necessary to relax properly. If you come out to relax, this place is really good."

"Yeah." Lu Jianxing nodded briefly, and then pointed to his picture folder; "Can I appreciate it? I heard from Sakuraori that Yukimura-kun's painting skills are very good..."

After flipping through his works, Lu Jianxing praised the vivid red leaves in the latest painting for a long time, and praised his painting skills so proficient that he could directly submit an article to the landscape magazine.

"Thank you, it's too good." Yukimura Seichi took the picture book she handed back from Shan Ruliu, and joked casually, "But it feels good to be praised, please praise me more in the future~"

"No problem." Lu Jianxing agreed graciously, "For beautiful things and incredible talents, I will give my greatest enthusiasm~"

Yukimura heard it very well, and continued to push forward: "Then, will it rise from the works and talents to the creator himself? I think this kind of appreciation is more exciting."

Lu Jianxing froze for a moment.

"...but no matter how noble a talent is—top, outstanding, and show off...it's just a mortal body." After a moment of silence, Lu Jianxing changed the subject in vain, and she looked into his iris-colored eyes, "Do you know what is called cruelty? The ultimate cruelty is--talent itself is pain. When I first saw this sentence, I was still very ignorant; I felt that the person who wrote this sentence They are all mediocre. Until now..."

She lowered her head and muttered to herself in an inaudible voice: "I'm about to be tortured by those things and go crazy..."

"........."

"Xingmura-kun possesses unparalleled talent, which is very rare." Lu Jianxing took out the crystal mermaid necklace from his neck, carefully observing its appearance, "but please don't let it obliterate everything about yourself , In that case, it will be impossible to save in the end. ——You don’t know what kind of thing you will do next time, every time...; your precious life will become worthless..."

"Speaking of which," she suddenly thought of something, "Have you seen the trailer I filmed recently?"

Yukimura Seiichi was still immersed in what she just said, and subconsciously frowned the first time she mentioned it, "It's very popular on the Internet."

"Because it's a beautiful shot, right?" Lu Jianxing's voice was a bit coquettish, "Hey, it's rare to see a special side of me today, right?" She took off the chain, "Why don't you do me a favor— —Just keep this for me.”

The object fell into Yukimura's hand and made a very slight sound, "I will have a headache when I see it now, and I will be upset if I can't see it; just now I was thinking about whether to bury it here, you just Appeared."

Her crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly as she bent down, and the boy's heart seemed to be drawn by it; her warm cheeks were pressed against the bright silver chain, and the warmth from the palm of her hand made Yukimura Seiichi subconscious Curl up your right hand.

……

"Ah, it's so cold." Lu Jianxing gently kissed the necklace in his hand, "This is the fragment embedded in the ice boy's eyes. The fairy tale has a happy ending, so in reality he will wake up Yukimura-kun."

"I have no idea……"

"That," Lu Jianxing raised his head slightly, and smiled at him from the bottom of his heart: "The way you blushed..."

"It also looks like a beautiful oil painting."

The author has something to say: Miss Lu is telling the truth; she is already so sad that she is crying.Because she is only so old, she has to bear the kind of "madman's inspiration" that genius writers often have, which is actually very painful. ——Including Kiori, she could actually stop it, but she didn't, she just watched.So the feeling of being tortured by angels and demons... pretty bad_(:з)∠)_

Then the master just bumped into 23333 straight up, and kept asking questions without knowing it... So Miss Lu became wicked.

This chapter is the most stuck chapter ever, and it took almost six hours to get it done; I don’t want to write this kind of obscure and ambiguous plot anymore QAQ