The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

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"Liquid of vitality, a gift for the New Year..."

Tokyo Entertainment Television will continue to broadcast for you the first time.

"Welcome back."

"As far as I know, this is not the first time Dongda Art has done this. They have a high-level executive named Owada Guangshou who likes to use this kind of drama the most, not once or twice." The gray-haired Mr. Yamamoto pushed his eyes. .

"This Yu Xianzhisheng incident should also be his handwriting."

"It's disgusting."

"Yeah, although you can't speak swear words in public, it's really disgusting. If things go on like this, the entertainment industry will only get more and more stinky. In fact, in this regard, I think the group headed by the four major financial groups has done a good job. All entertainment companies should learn from you, and I'm so sorry for what happened to you yesterday."

"I'm also very sad." Kobayashi Takarazuka said dejectedly.

"If this goes on, justice will be swallowed up, and darkness will last forever. If even such a person can enter the sight of all the people, I am very worried for everyone's future." Mr. Yamamoto said.

"So, what do you think should be done?" Kobayashi Takarazuka asked in a righteous manner.

"Canceling Yu Xianzhisheng's qualification for the competition, and at the same time asking him and the top management of Dongda Art to collectively apologize to the fans who have been exploited for their sympathy, and quit the entertainment industry from now on!" Mr. Yamamoto said loudly.

"I think this is the best." Kobayashi Takarazuka said to the camera.

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"Which number is Yu Xianzhisheng appearing?" The female director of the New National Theater was sweating profusely.

"The tenth place is exactly the middle position. It leaves the audience with time to rest and creates a sense of anticipation. It is the best position to prepare in advance."

"Hurry up and adjust his ranking to the last place first. If the four major financial groups are real, we can't take this responsibility, and it will affect the authority of the Starlight Awards."

"Got it, do you want to cut off his footage tonight?"

"I'm not sure, whether I can let him play or not, wait for my notice and see how the situation changes." The female director rubbed her brows vigorously and stomped her feet fiercely. This was a big deal.

But how could this child be like that!

In her heart, she didn't want to believe it, and even anxiously felt that her aunt was going to visit earlier this month. She sighed weakly, feeling very desperate.

......

People make it at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

Mitsushou Owada was as stiff as a dead toad in front of the TV.

The landline next to it has been blasted.

I did this? Oh shit! Can I do this? !

I dare me!

Rinarako doesn't want to kill me!

He drove in a hurry and saw the group headquarters building. A group of high-level executives in the conference room were taking emergency precautions, but the news came so suddenly that everyone was stunned.

Sawano Kazuki sat in the seat, glanced at Owada lightly, and smiled.

"How's the situation?" Owada Guangshou asked.

"I'm already connected with TV Tokyo, this time your position can't be kept, all the scandals in the past have been exposed, and even Yu Xian Zhisheng has been affected by you." Sawano Kazuki said lightly.

"Prepare to resign, Owada."

"It's okay to resign, and it's okay for me to apologize to the entire Japanese people, but Yu Xianzhi cannot be affected. If there is anything I can do, please let me know." Owada Guangshou said firmly.

Sawano and Shu looked at him and remained silent for a while, as if they had met him for the first time. At that time, the two were not dead enemies, and both felt that art education could change the future and bring happiness to people.

"Bless yourself." Zeye Kazuki stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Why are you not in a hurry." Owada Guangshou's lips turned white.

"What's the rush." ​​Sawa Ye and Shu smiled, "Isn't this just the beginning?"

Every time he laughs like this, Owada Guangshou will inevitably suffer a big loss, but this time the enemy is the four major financial groups and the so-called industry experts.

Kazuki Sawano stood in front of the conference anchor room and said softly to the camera: "I am Kazuki Sawano, the orthodox principal of the Narita Campus of Tohoku University, and now I have an official online dialogue with the Tokyo Moonlight Night Weiyang program."

"All your excuses, all your doubts and slander, all the people's doubts and confusion."

"I will answer them one by one."

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"TV Tokyo, the front desk reporter will report for you."

"Now we are in the Spark Welfare Institute in Narita Ward, Tokyo, and found Ms. Changchun Tian Yuanzi from this orphanage."

"Hello, Ms. Sonoko, is Yu Xianzhi really a child of this orphanage?"

The microphone was handed to Sonoko's side.

Sonoko had never seen such a battle, the long guns and short guns were in front of her, the water was blocked in all directions, and the flash almost blinded her eyes.

She was pale, her lips were trembling, and she nodded desperately: "Yes, that child is an abandoned baby who was abandoned by his parents at the gate of the orphanage. He was raised by me. I can be sure that he was always there before he was adopted. Welfare Home."

"Have you ever questioned him, for example, a child who is only twelve years old can have so many musical instruments?"

"Doubted."

Chuntian Yuanzi was so frightened that she burst into tears, "Of course I questioned it, but he really does. I always thought he was a genius given by God. This child was different from other children since he was a child. When he was ten years old, he had a child The girl fell into the river playing with ice, and we were all scared to death. He jumped down and rescued the boy. I even drew a medal for him, but he didn't give it to him because he was ill from the cold. I haven't recovered for a few days, and I've been falling asleep."

Sonoko took out her wallet tremblingly and opened it. The wallet was full of scattered money, very little. She took out a small wooden sign from the innermost mezzanine with the Japanese word "Hero" printed on it, which was quite worn out. .

"We're asking about musical instruments, not anything else," the reporter said.

"Ah, that's right, musical instrument." Sonoko put the medal back in her wallet carefully, and was frightened by the reporter's tone again. She is a vulgar woman, she doesn't dare to face such a scene, and her words are incoherent.

"Although I raised him, I don't know much about him, and I don't have time. All the children here need me to take care of him. It's very hard." Sonoko stammered.

"Let her speak quickly, don't say it's useless." The front desk reporter received an order from Mr. Yamamoto in the headset.

"You said the key point." The tone of the reporter at the front desk became a little stern.

People all over Japan are watching, and no one listens to your chirping.

"He really knows it, that kid really knows it." Yuanzi said in a hoarse voice, "I also doubted it. I asked him, and he said he learned from others."

"Who did you learn from?"

"I don't know. That kid occasionally goes fishing in the small river ditch after school, maybe it's someone he met there."

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"A lie, an absolute lie!" Mr. Yamamoto said to the camera, "Let's not say whether the child is a genius or not, what kind of person can teach him to be like this, and his songs can be counted among the top in the industry. tune!"

"Please answer, Ms. Sonoko."

"In addition, if you are suspected of lying, the four major consortiums will be held accountable together with you."

"It will definitely be pursued." Kobayashi Takarazuka said loudly, "It can't be left alone."

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"I'm not lying! Every child here can testify, they are playing in the playground at the back!" Kumiko's tears rolled down her cheeks, "That child is their home, since Zhisheng left, the children Everyone is asking him where he went and if he will come back, so I will tell them that he has gone to a happy place, and if you work hard in the future, you can also go to a happy place."

"I, how could I deceive people with this kind of thing..."

"I'm going to find the children." The reporter at the front desk said, and the photographer behind him quickly followed.

The children were playing on the playground, and they were very happy to see the neatly dressed adults coming over. They had formed a conditional launch. Whenever such an adult came, they would immediately show a sweet smile.

As long as they have this kind of smile, they can get donations and don't have to go hungry.

"Do you know Yu Xianzhisheng?" the reporter asked.

"Yu Xianjun is back?" A little girl widened her eyes in surprise, and before the reporter could stop her, she ran desperately into the dilapidated barn, "The second, third, and fifth, the boss of Yu Xian is back. It's gone!"

There was a scream of joy, as if they had seen spring come.

"Where is Boss Yuxian?"

"I really miss Boss Yuxian!"

"Liar, Brother Zhisheng won't come back, he doesn't want us anymore."

The front desk reporter was stunned.

Does this little child understand human language? I am obviously asking you.

But it's weird, really weird.

This group of children misses Yu Xianzhisheng is not fake. He has never seen such an expression in the eyes of a child. The moment they heard Yu Xianzhisheng's name, their eyes were more excited than the sun. Even more brilliant.

"The fourth child will also be very happy, right?" The little girl pointed to the sky.

"Fourth?" The reporter was confused by her.

"He died, he died of illness recently." The little girl tilted her head, she was smiling.

The reporter blinked, swallowed the original question, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you sad?"

Are they all hard-hearted children? How old are you?

"Hey, what's so sad, Boss Yu Xian told us before that everyone will die, but as long as you keep thinking about it, the dead will live forever."

"In the past, our companions would die every year, and some died of starvation. It was Boss Yuxian who taught us to face death."

"Boss Yuxian is the bravest! He's not afraid of anything," said a boy.

"It's said that there are no ghosts in the world!" The little girl patted the boy's head.

"It will be silly!" The boy covered his head.

"hey-hey!"

"Well, what about Boss Yu Xian?" The little girl looked at the reporter expectantly.

"He didn't come, I was asking you about him." The reporter suddenly found his voice hoarse, "I'm sorry."

Strange, why should I say sorry to them.

......

"What are you doing!"

"Please don't let these kids say irrelevant things."

......

"Liquid of vitality, long life, praying for health, your honorable first choice..."

"Welcome back to the Moonlight Night Weiyang show!"

"Okay, Ms. Sonoko, please answer me, why can't the welfare home afford bread? The finances give subsidies every year, what about that money?"

......

Yuanzi in front of the camera was stunned for a while, a strand of pale hair sticking to her lips, trembling together: "Money? Where's the money?"

"According to the data, every year, the government will give subsidies to welfare institutions in various districts of Tokyo for the education and life of homeless children. This money will not be stolen by you, right?" Mr. Yamamoto said to the camera.

"No money, no money." Kumiko stared blankly in front of the camera, as if she had lost her soul, she took out a yellowed ledger from her arms, "Since ten years ago, there has been no subsidy. It is people from the society who donate money, but the economy has become more and more sluggish over the years, and there are almost no people who come to donate."

"It's ridiculous." Mr. Yamamoto showed a slightly angry look. "This matter may involve a criminal case. We ask the police to enter and investigate her bank account."

"Mr. Kobayashi, Mr. Kobayashi?" The director next to him waved his hand in the background of the show, "While the police are investigating, there will be a blank period, what should I do?"

Kobayashi Takarazuka made a gesture, indicating that he would continue to insert advertisements.

"Liquid of vitality, thousands of happy families, children can grow up healthily, old people can live a hundred years..."

......

"The list of bank accounts is printed."

"There is no related financial subsidy in the account, and what she said is true."

Sonoko in front of the camera hugged and cried.

Mr. Yamamoto was stunned for a while.

Over the years, the economy has slumped and it has struggled, and the government has secretly canceled subsidies for nursing homes and welfare homes.

He has heard of it, but he thinks it should be fake news, after all, this is Tokyo.

Is it true?

No no no, how is that possible?

They saved the money to buy life force medicine and drink it.

[Liquid of vitality, thousands of families are happy, children can grow up healthily after drinking it, and the elderly can live a hundred years after drinking it]

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"However, two months ago, she had a deposit of one million yen in her account, and she still has 800,000 yen left today."

"How come there is so much money?"

Mr. Yamamoto grabbed the blind spot, and he growled loudly.

......

In front of the camera, Mr. Yamamoto's anger was like a sharp sword piercing Haru Tian Yuanzi's heart. Her face was pale, her lips were trembling and she couldn't speak. Her legs and feet softened, and she knelt down with a plop, with warm tears. burst in the eye socket.

"I admit the crime. UU read www.uukanshu.com" she said to the camera with tears in her eyes.

People who saw this picture were startled, and immediately set off a storm in their hearts.

"Sure enough, it was a hype. She has already admitted the crime. The money is the best proof. It was the hush money given to her by Dongda Art." Mr. Yamamoto calmed down on camera.

Finally hammered.

Kobayashi Takarazuka also breathed a sigh of relief.

The final counterattack, won!

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"No! No!" Sonoko said hysterically to the camera, "What hush money, I don't understand what you are talking about."

She was driven a little crazy. These people were like the scythe of the **** of death, stepping her closer to the cliff, but under this extreme pressure, she became more conscious.

"This is the money I got from selling the child!" She cried bitterly, covering her cheeks.