The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

Miyamoto Yukiko's aura is definitely not something that ordinary people can hold.

On the other end of the phone, Obata Liu Nan almost felt that his heart was about to stop, and his chest and abdomen grew angry and stuffy. As the young master of the Obata family, he was so afraid of this woman Yukiko for the first time!

Even through the phone, Yu Xianzhi could imagine the man's anger at the other end of the phone, the grinding sound of his teeth gnashing, and the muffled sound of his fist hitting the table.

"I heard that you adopted a child, and you're going to send him to a new school today, right?" On the phone, Okaba-ryu said in a low voice.

Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly realized, no wonder Okabata Ruo was able to find his phone address, it seems that he is the same gang of debt collectors who sent yesterday.

"What do you mean, Okura."

"It doesn't make any sense. As the vice principal of Dongda Art Primary School, I just want to help you. You are still single now, pulling this adopted son by yourself, and you still owe money to most of the martial arts in Tokyo. How hard it must be. "

"Besides, the Miyamoto family is already very lonely, and you still have to take the waste child brought back from the orphanage. Life will only get more and more miserable. Why is this necessary?"

Okobata Ryuo's tone became more and more excited, and he became more and more confident.

"Miss Miyamoto, can you consider marrying me? You don't have to pay my family's money back. If anyone dares to ask you for money, I'm willing to pay you to fight a lawsuit, and I'm sure you can win! And that child, I You can put down your dignity as the young master of the Okaba family and adopt him with you, I won’t despise him because of his poverty, just don’t let him defile the main gate of the Okaba family.”

"Also, I heard that his grades are very poor. I can use my relationship power to transfer him to Class A of the Primary School Affiliated to Dongda University, and I can also share with him the bursary that focuses on cultivating art students. You, and get happiness that you can't even imagine."

Okubata Ryuo spoke loudly, for fear that Miyamoto Yukiko would miss a word.

This is a very good condition. Miyamoto Yukiko is now like a person standing on the edge of a cliff. She has no reason to reject her. If the adopted child hears the news, she will jump up with excitement. advise her.

It's just a poor child who was adopted from an orphanage. He's never seen anything in the world. If it weren't for Miyamoto Yukiko, who would care for such a low-level thing? Kindness is done!

I! Okaba-style man! Invincible!

He clenched his fist hard.

Suddenly I heard the voice of a child on the phone. The voice was neither sad nor happy, very flat, with a special charm, as clear as rain and snow: "I'm going to be late for school, who are you talking to, Xuezi? Call up?"

Okaba Ryuo was almost stunned.

Yukiko? How dare you call her Xuezi? ! She never asked me to call her Xuezi!

"Oh, so, is he finished?"

"Well, hang up when you're done."

Okaba Ryuo put his ear to the microphone firmly, like a cockroach hiding in the corner and arching his body. He didn't hear any sound from Miyamoto Yukiko. There was a beeping busy tone on the phone, like a cockroach. The little devil kept farting at him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah !!" Ao Yanliu fell to the ground fiercely, and the teaching director standing next to him was scared and shivered, dare not talk.

"Today is the day of the school song oath ceremony, right!"

"After the oath, let all parents not leave first, and temporarily add an art performance report!"

Okaba-ryu's eyes were bloodshot, and he slapped his hands on the table hard, "When Miyamoto Yukiko and that trashy **** arrive at school, arrange for the best talented art students to appear, Hiroichi Kirima from Class S, Class S. The Kuroki Hitomi, call me all, and let these two genius children humiliate him with all their strength, and let this little orphan know what Dongda Art is, and let him open his eyes and let him know that he is with him. The disparity where our students are located!”

The dean wiped the sweat overflowing from his forehead with a handkerchief, and whispered, "Don't worry! I will prepare the piano for Hiroichi Kirima in advance, and Hitomi Kuroki..."

"Take the most expensive violin in the school out of the exhibition hall and give it to Hitomi Kuroki for her use!" Okubata Ryuman shouted almost insanely, "By the way, tell that little girl Hitomi Kuroki that someone called her a bastard. Say it was the kid who scolded it!"

"Yu Xianzhisheng?" The dean of school hurriedly looked down at the freshman report sheet in his hand. There was no photo of the child on the report sheet, so he must have entered the school temporarily.

"Heoki Hitomi is the adopted daughter of the Yuan family. The elders of the Yuan family have no children. They have always loved this child to the death. The Yuan family must be inherited by her in the future. Last year, the Yuan family just took over all the gangsters in the West Sea in Tokyo It's resolved, the Yuan family's parents have not been angry for a long time, if Kuroki Hitomi told the Yuan family's parents, with the violent temper of the Yuan family, the school would have a hard time dealing with it!"

The dean was dripping with sweat, his lips trembling.

No matter what the school does, they can still get through, but the Yuan family has always been a killer. The Yuan family's big hands can cover almost the entire western part of Tokyo. !

"You can't do this kind of thing, how can you enter our Okabata family in the future." Okuta Ruman walked to the dean's side and pressed his bald head with his hands, almost pushing him into the ground.

"I see! Principal!" the dean shouted loudly, as if ordered by the emperor, "I will also prepare Yu Xianzhisheng's musical instruments in advance, and it will be a wonderful rodeo!"

"Get him a bird's instrument!"

Aubata-liu was so angry that he kicked the dean to the ground: "Let him go up empty-handed, shame in front of all the teachers, students, and parents of the school, and let this child become a joke that the art of Dongda can never be erased!"

......

The car is driving on a flat road in the country, the snowflakes are retreating rapidly, the heating from the air conditioner is just right, and the moist air makes people feel comfortable.

Yu Xianzhisheng suddenly said, "Are you coming to pick me up after school, or should I go back by myself?"

Miyamoto Yukiko blinked, hesitantly, and affirmed: "Of course I'm here to pick you up."

"Is it the same in the future?"

"Of course." Miyamoto Yukiko thought for a while, then added, "But if I'm trying to make money, I might come to pick you up later, or ask someone else to pick you up."

"Oh right." Miyamoto Yukiko tore open the magnetic buckle of the black gilded leather bag with one hand, took out a two thousand yen bill, and handed it to Yu Xianzhisheng.

Yu Xianzhisheng pressed her hand and pushed the money back: "I don't need this in school."

Before the economic bubble, 1 US dollar could be exchanged for about 120 yen, which doubled in value. After that time, the yen became valuable. This is also two years ago when Tokyoites were able to say that one jurisdiction in Tokyo could buy New York. source of confidence. It's like a child who really wants a full set of LEGO Ninjago. Originally, he needed 30,000 yen, and he can take it at half price after the currency appreciates.

Right now it's the opposite.

Half is the flame of high consumption desire, and half is the mirage under the foam of the waves. The result of the fusion of water and fire is the economic bubble that is cloudy and foggy, so it becomes the bleak picture of the current economic depression.

In the past two years, the yen has depreciated rapidly. It is worth noting that it is worthless, and it is really difficult to earn. There are many more homeless people on the streets than before.

"If there is a little girl you like, it's not a bad idea to invite them to have some snacks." Miyamoto Yukiko insisted, "This is my obligation, accept it as a child."

"I don't want to do something like this with your money."

Yu Xianzhisheng turned his head and looked aside, "I really don't need it, thank you, Xuezi."

But Miyamoto Yukiko still almost put the money into Yu Xianzhisheng's arms with a tough attitude, she looked ahead with a kind of stubbornness in her eyes: "I will not allow myself to make you wronged. ."

This time Yu Xianzhi didn't refuse any more, folded the money and put it in the inner pocket of the school uniform.

"Is there anything else you want?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked.

"Please buy me some manuscript paper and a pen. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Yu Xianzhi said, "I want to practice drawing."

It shouldn't be a big problem to use painting to cover up writing novels. In the past few years in Kyoto, pen painting has been very popular. If you draw well, you can sell a lot of price. It's just that it is difficult for newcomers to get ahead. can not see.

It is easier to make money by writing novels.

After the spring of March, Japan's highest literary award, the Waseda First-class Literature Award, the Keio Private School Manyo Gold Award, the Hollywood Best Screenplay Award, etc. will follow one after another. He was distressed to the extreme, slashed money and prescribed ruthless medicine, and did not dare to force Lai Lai about the most hated Hollywood investment in the history of Japanese literature.

"No problem!" Miyamoto Yukiko felt that the child was very hardworking, so he was very happy, and there was a kind of joy in cultivation.

Yu Xianzhisheng nodded, picked up the pen in his schoolbag, and wrote six characters on his small hand in Chinese characters that Miyamoto Yukiko could not understand.

These six words contain many meanings.

In the world of his previous life, this novel ranked second in the selection of English Centennial Literature at the end of the 20th century. In that world of the previous life, a writer named Haruki Murakami once said, 'If I had to choose only one This book, I will only choose it. ’. It has been filmed five times in the history of film, and every director is a famous person through the ages. It ranks second in the Eastern European movie list, and the first place is "The Shawshank Redemption", which is known as the man's bible and can never be surpassed. The Academy Awards, the Academy Award for Best Score, the Golden Globe Award, the BAFTA Award... It was once soft when it won the award.

-"the great Gatsby".

Revel, all Japan, in this fragmented dream of money.