The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

The two held umbrellas, took the elevator down, and walked towards the bustling intersection. Before entering the Tokyo National Arena, Yu Xian Zhisheng looked back at the enthusiastic crowd outside the hall for a long, long time.

"What's wrong?" Kazuki asked.

"It's okay." Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head.

He must keep things in his heart before they are done. He understands this very well. The strong desire to express in his heart grows wildly, and he uses all his strength to suppress it in his heart.

Going back many years ago, he remembered that he took the art exam for the first time in a previous life. After the written exam, it was already dark. It was pouring rain just like today. A dense crowd walked down the iron ladder. Crowded like flowers, every boy and girl has a dream about the future in their eyes.

He did not go down, but stood at the highest place in the examination room, looking at the crowd, unable to imagine their future, nor his own, until after a long time, when he reached the top of the world, did he feel that the young man at that time His vision is so great, alone, with nothing, no home and no retreat, climbing up the road of killing gods, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet.

Do you like the feeling of stomping someone under your feet?

No, I don't like it at all, it's boring and boring.

But I just don't want others to forget me.

After others fail, there is still a home to go back to, as well as warm lights and the comfort and embrace of family members.

But he didn't, and if he failed, the only end was to go back to the basement for three hundred bucks a month and sip cheap beer against the moonlight.

After reaching the summit, he smiled, put on a social mask, did not resist any woman who was willing to hug him, did not reject the praise of any power, but the loneliness after the hug was so deep, the falsehood after the praise was so empty, he understood that Love is such a hard thing to get, and in the process of reaching the top, I lost the ability to love others, just like Osamu Dazai who wrote "Disqualification in the World".

But this world is different.

I have a home.

He watched the bustling crowd in the torrential rain.

'I want these people, no, not just these people. ’

Yu Xianzhi said softly in his heart, 'I think from tonight, the eyes of all Tokyo can focus on me. ’

'None of them are spared. ’

The torrential rain was like a waterfall, hitting the umbrella and pouring down endlessly.

Sawano Kazuki stood beside him, quietly looking at the handsome young man under the umbrella, and suddenly noticed that his breath had changed.

It is no longer the kind of sloppy sloppy, but condensed a breath, the kind of confidence that seems to be able to hold everything in my hand.

Strange, lonely, and scary.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Zeno Kazushu asked softly.

"Not yet." Yu Xianzhi said.

"It's still early, let's eat ramen, I'll treat you."

The two passed through the crowd and came to a human-powered trolley.

This is a nighttime feature tucked away on the streets of Tokyo for company employees who leave work late.

The old fox and the little fox put away their umbrellas, opened the curtain and sat down.

The fat ramen master, like a chinchilla, said welcome to the two foxes.

The two foxes ordered soy sauce ramen and hot spring eggs respectively. The rain slid along the canopy, and not far away was the Tokyo Imperial University, the alma mater of Sawano Kazuki, exuding stars in the dim night.

"It's been a long time. Your father used to make noodles for me to eat." Zeye Heshu said with a smile.

"My father has retired for a long time, and I have no ability, so I can only inherit the family business." Master Totoro smiled, looking at the little fox sitting quietly on the wooden bench, "This is the first time I saw you bring someone here. , is this your student?"

"Yes." The old fox smiled proudly.

"He looks really handsome. He is also here to participate in the competition, but is it really okay to eat at my cheap ramen shop?" My Neighbor Totoro scratched his head, "Isn't it better to go to a Michelin three-star shop?"

"That kind of store is used to entertain guests, and he is not a guest to me." The old fox said, "It is an existence that is more intimate than a biological child. A good Michelin store can take him there at any time, but it is better to choose this kind of store. A place of commemorative significance, not to mention that your ramen skills are definitely not as bad as your father's."

Totoro had a big and honest smile on his mouth.

The little fox also smiled.

The ramen came up quickly, the rich pork bone soup soaked the glutinous wheat noodles, the hot spring egg was stirred with chopsticks, and the yellow egg liquid flowed out, and the seaweed was sprinkled with finely chopped sesame seeds and crushed peanuts. One bite is a multi-layered delicacy.

Yu Xianzhisheng drank the fresh and sweet noodle soup, and then devoured it. This kind of ramen is to be eaten in big gulps like Naruto in Hokage Village. do.

"Are you motivated?" The old fox stroked the little fox's head.

"I'm full of energy, and my body is full." The little fox felt warm.

Two foxes held up umbrellas in the Tokyo forest under heavy rain and said goodbye to Master Totoro.

Totoro waved his fat hands and said, I will wait for the news of your two victorious return, and then I will treat you.

The helicopter of the TV station was advancing in the rainstorm, the black clouds above were stirring, and the hot lights illuminated the lively crowds along the way. The black cars along the way were escorted by the police in the central district, and then they stopped at the entrance of the National Stadium. .

The battle was huge, the police cars were specially clearing the way, and the temporarily dispatched police force was on high alert, and the crowd burst into violent cheers. Among them, the voices of the women were almost mad, and the crowd rushed forward like waves, and they were killed by the police's protective shield. Pressing it down, even so, there were still many hands that stretched out in the direction of the car through the protective shield.

So many hands stretched out, desperately seeming to grab something, accompanied by frantic screams, at first glance a little scary, like the Tokyo version of "The Walking Dead".

A woman in a suit and short skirt stepped out of the car, with a slender figure and sharp eyebrows. She opened the black umbrella in her hand and opened the door for the person in the back seat.

A plain white palm suddenly grabbed the woman's arm, and she sat up with strength. A pair of high-toothed clogs stepped on the asphalt in the rain, and the toes were almost plain white, as if transparent.

The young man wearing a kimono with small white sleeves made of Burmese material walked out slowly, his plain white shirt was embroidered with a light chrysanthemum pattern, embellished with ink, like ink chrysanthemums blooming in the water, elegant and interesting.

The slender figure of the young man is charming like a woman. It is difficult to tell whether it is a young man or a girl just by looking at it. He does not smile, but feels a little bored. There is a different kind of dim.

The clamor of the surrounding crowd rose again. The camera lights of the reporters flickered endlessly, almost flashing the area like daytime. The women held up the cheering cards in their hands and cheered the name of the boy. The lights converged into a The colorful ocean rolled forward with the boy's step by step.

"He is the only one who can make the orthodox principal of Keio Private School hold an umbrella for him." Sawano Kazuki said, standing under the umbrella, "Shen Eling."

Yu Xianzhi nodded, took a look and then looked away. The two walked to the main venue through the VIP passage and quickly found the exclusive area where Dongda Art was located.

Most of the classmates from Class S in Narita District arrived. Natsume Qingyin and Fujiwara Chie changed their liveliness from the past, their faces were full of solemnity, and they sat motionless, like little daughters-in-law to be married.

Both girls put on light makeup, and the school uniform skirts were also replaced by expensive dresses. Natsume Qingyin was wearing like a lily in full bloom, beautiful and lovely. Chie Fujiwara is a long pink dress with a tight waist. This little loli stares at the staff coming and going, her head buzzing, nervously not knowing where to go with her hands and feet. put.

Yu Xianzhisheng looked at her pitiful appearance, walked to her side, smiled and touched her little head, Fujiwara Chie's tense body slowly relaxed, folded her skirt, facing He smiled cutely and stuck out his tongue.

Usually in school, it's a joke, which is a thousand times more important than the school's art performance. Even if her heart is just around the corner, she doesn't dare to retaliate against Seimei, who she admires.

"Yu Xianjun, this way, this way." A dog-legged voice came from far away.

Yuan He Yilong greeted Yu Xian Zhisheng excitedly, and Kuroki Hitomi sat next to him and looked over here. Today, she is still wearing that little black dress, which sets off her like a Blooming black roses.

"It's a bit late." Kuroki Hitomi said with her arms crossed.

Yu Xianzhisheng sat beside her, and beside him sat the woman named Yuan He Dafeng. She was chewing something, and her beautiful big eyes didn't blink.

I don't know what this kind of event is to her. From her understanding, she probably thought it was the chefs in the family who were busy preparing for the dinner, so the look on her face was a little bit of anticipation. Anyway, it wasn't What a normal person would expect.

Yu Xianzhi's eyes swept over her for a while, then turned away.

The two of them shared an umbrella that day. He tried to say hello to this woman, but she ignored him. He was arrogant and didn't pay attention to her.

"Go to eat ramen." Yu Xian Zhisheng said.

All the contestants of Dongda Art have already arrived. He is the last one to come. The ace of the S class in the central district, Mori Meihua, is sitting in front of him. He glanced back at him lightly, and continued to maintain his seated posture. .

Today's Mori Miwa is not wearing the usual gorgeous kimono, but has a high ponytail and a leisurely sportswear. She is a girl who belongs to the sister level. She is much more mature than Hitomi Kuroki. She has a figure under sportswear. Concave and convex, exudes youthful vitality.

There was a young man sitting next to Mori Meihua, with similar eyebrows and eyes to Mori Meihua, but his face was a little nervous, and he didn't look like a serious person. He looked back with his sister's gaze, and his eyes were fixed on Yu Xian. Childhood.

"Hello, Mihu Shimomori, from the Waseda Gifted Boys Club." The boy stretched out his hand and smiled.

Yu Xianzhi nodded and took his hand: "Hello."

"I heard that you provoked my sister." Mori Mihu suddenly whispered.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense for a moment, but then loosened quickly.

A wretched smile appeared on Mori Mihu's face, and he quietly gave Yu Xianzhisheng a thumbs up, whether it was a compliment or a mockery, and then he sat back without saying a word, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Why are the people from Waseda here?" Yu Xian Zhisheng turned his head and asked Hitomi Kuroki.

"Waseda gave up his qualifications for the competition this year, but according to the regulations of the Starlight Awards, even if you don't participate in the competition, the official people must attend the opening ceremony." Kuroki Hitomi replied, "By the way, is the ramen delicious?"

"It's delicious, I'll take you there next time." Yu Xianzhi said.

Kuroki Hitomi was startled, turned his head to one side, and at the same time took out a delicate and beautiful small pendant of wind chimes from the bag on his legs, without turning his head, he handed it to Yu Xian Zhisheng in an awkward posture.

"What is this?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"I went to the shrine to play today, and I brought it back along the way. I bought an extra one." Kuroki Hitomi said, "It's said to be able to pray for good luck. No one at home wants it. It's a pity to throw it away. You can play with it."

Yuan and Dafeng suddenly babbled compared to sign language, indicating that I want it.

Kuroki Hitomi held her hand, indicating that you don't want it.

"Thank you." Yu Xianzhi accepted it.

"Aren't you wearing it now?" Kuroki Hitomi turned around with a little anticipation deep in her eyes.

Yu Xianzhisheng looked down at the red rope around his neck. Below the red rope was a small lucky bag with a lock of Miyamoto Yukiko's hair and two letters of release.

He took it out from his neck and shook it, indicating that the space was taken up and the wind chime pendant could not be worn by himself.

"Give it back to me." Heimu Tong suddenly said.

"Didn't you already send it to me?"

"I changed my mind." Kuroki Hitomi reached out.

Now it's a matter of choice.

The straight man will definitely laugh and return, and at the same time feel that he is very sensible in his heart, but Yu Xianzhi is clear in his heart, and returning at this time is a pure idiot.

He picked up the small wind chime pendant and tied it to his wrist. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and held the small hand handed by Hitomi Kuroki. The two hands shook under the light of the bright venue lights, and the wind chimes jingled. ring.

"It will definitely bless me." Yu Xianzhi said softly.

"It's boring." Kuroki Tong pouted and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom, Dafeng, come with me."

The two had just walked ten steps away when Yuan and Yilong rushed up and said in a low voice, "Don't listen to the bragging of the young lady, she brought it back by the way, she specially selected it from the shrine, all the way. I told us not to leak, she was rehearsing in the car when she came by the car, and asked us which way to send it out is more natural, Dafeng played the role of you, and she was confused by the lady."

This dog-legged babbler, squeezing his throat, dancing and imitating Kuroki Hitomi's rehearsal appearance - "Yu Xian-kun, please accept it, it's just a **** gadget anyway - no, no, it will look very useless. Be polite, hey! Dafeng! Can you stop eating first and be more serious."

"Then, if you dare to throw me away, I will kill you?"

"No, it's even more impossible."

"Wait, wait, things like that, she's been acting like this for a long time." Yuan He Yilong raised his eyebrows, "She's just a dead arrogant, there's nothing you can do."

Yu Xianzhisheng was speechless.

She is a dead Aojiao, you are a bug, she is in charge of Aojiao, you are in charge of breaking the stage, if Aojiao in the world has an assister like you beside you, I must be 100% able to get the ending of 'a lover ends up as a family' .

"I'm on your side, bro~www.readwn.com~ Yuan He Yilong's face is full of the sense of justice that 'stabs a knife in both sides of the brother's ribs and a knife in the young lady'.

"Boring." Sam Meihua, who was sitting in front, said, Yu Feng didn't know who he was referring to.

But no one paid her any attention.

Mori Mihu looked back at Yu Xian Zhisheng's face with cold eyes.

Yu Xian Zhisheng looked around the area of ​​Dongda Art, and found that the order of the seats was also very particular.

Everyone from the school board sat at the front, followed by the students of Class S in Chuo District in the first row. Everyone who was present in the training room that day, except for Takahashi Yu, who was disqualified, came.

There are students in Class S from other campuses, all of them are fresh faces, most of them are girls, they secretly looked at Yu Xianzhisheng and talked in a low voice, Yu Xianzhisheng didn't care whether their conversation was good or bad, anyway his His heart is on these **** in Class S in Narita District. He can't control what other districts do, and he has no plans to waste his energy on them.

Of course, if any of them can enter the team competition, he also intends to take care of them, not for the other party, but for himself. He doesn't want to be held back by any idiot in the team competition, which will affect his entry into the semi-finals. Qualifications.