Chapter 17: Teenagers have their own teenage madness
Sammy Fox looked frustrated.
The bad water in my stomach hadn't come yet, so I swallowed it back alive.
Damn it, is this the benefit of being good-looking?
It’s simply unimaginable!
Maybe...it's not a lack of imagination, but a lack of good looks?
Woohoo, a world full of naughty dogs is really disappointing.
...
Ansanji stood alone in the corridor and smiled: "Tokyo University Art has poached a beautiful boy."
But he has never been interested in such handsome boys. On the contrary, he is more attracted to the talented boys in Waseda.
Ansanji shrugged and continued walking.
No, take another look.
Then he looked back again.
Well, it does look good.
Then continue without stopping.
Take another look, right?
Forget it, forget it, it's a bit outrageous.
This man is having an inner dialogue with himself.
...
On the super stage, Yu Xian did not come up with a speech.
This behavior caused Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa's face to change instantly, and his tone dropped: "Didn't I prepare a speech for him?"
Sawano Kazuki spread his hands: "I'm ready, but it seems he doesn't want to use it."
Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa's face became gloomy, but Kazuki Sawano smiled and patted his shoulder: "There is no need to panic. Think about it carefully. Has this child ever let us down so far?"
Is there any?
It seems that there really isn't.
Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervousness slowly eased.
He suddenly remembered that art performance. Yu Xian was just like that at that time. He didn't care about ridicule or other people's suspicions. He just took out the bottle from his schoolbag and amazed everyone.
This moment is just like that moment!
The old man couldn't help but become emotional, and raised his clenched fist: "Yu Bao, charge me!"
...
Yu Xian stood still and stared at the auditorium where lights and signs gathered in front of him. It was dark and full of people. As close as ten meters away, there were some of the top stars in Tokyo.
Of course, there are countless viewers watching tonight's opening ceremony. Some of these viewers are alone, some are enjoying the whole family, and Yukiko should be among them.
Thinking of Xuezi, his smile became brighter.
The hearts of countless viewers who saw this smile twitched slightly.
It’s been a long time since I stood on such a giant stage.
Under the searchlight, Yu Xian closed his eyes, and then slowly stretched out his hands.
Thousands of thoughts are spinning in my mind.
The memory turns over page after page, page after page of youthful absurdity.
The chest, eyes, and blood vessels are filled with hot blood. A drop of it can burn the entire plain. The fire on the plain can gather into a river and burn a dark world.
Facing the entire Tokyo audience, he stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to lift Tokyo up under the heavy rain.
Poems, lyrics, and rhymes, a marriage between China and the West, have been passed down for thousands of years from ancient times to the present.
As if I heard the echo of the wheel of history, the heavy rain in Tokyo suddenly stopped.
His hands were slightly raised again.
The joy of all nations, the glorious reputation, and the aura that spans the ages cannot be washed away.
Tokyo was like a trembling giant beast, silent in the stagnant rain.
Is this enough?
Not really.
And the stars shining in the human world fell into his eyes one by one.
Tokyo is like an old piece of paper that has been punctured. The heavy rain from the sky is going upstream to overturn the world.
How else can I lose?
Yu Xian opened his eyes and smiled at the crowd under the night.
As soon as the embroidered mouth comes out, half of the city is prosperous and prosperous.
"Thousands of bright moons, the sky is like water, it is the festival of the world. The cherry blossoms are blooming with spring smiles, and every house is lined with candles. There are beautiful flowers coming and going, and the sound of flutes and drums, there is no rest in the early evening."
This is a tribute to the Starlight Awards.
then.
"When a young man is here, the scenery is really unique."
This is a compliment to yourself.
His voice is very pleasant, as clear as rain and snow, and the poems come out of his voice. I don’t know if the sound makes the words, or if the words raise the voice again, and finally merge together to become sincere emotions.
The hall was silent for a moment.
There is probably only one person in a thousand who understands this poem on the spot. After all, we cannot require every fan to be highly educated, but those who can understand it are all old characters. They don’t say they know the past and present, but they also
He has deep attainments in poetry and poetry.
This world is no stranger to poetry culture, but is obsessed with it.
Especially at the beginning of the ancient century, poetry culture had been introduced to Japan with the monk Fudu, and promoted Japan's creation of "man'yokana" using Chinese characters, thus triggering the craze of waka haiku.
To this day, poetry appreciation in this world is included in primary school textbooks, and continues to be taught in high schools. Universities even offer majors in the study of ancient Chinese poetry.
Those who do not understand the poem "Yuxian Zhisheng" do not affect their surprise at the smooth rhythm in it.
If someone understands it, the shock will be even stronger.
The upper part of this poem refers to the unprecedented grand scene tonight, like the thousands of bright moons, the festival of the world, and the list of flowers and candles refers to the audience watching the program in front of the TV. Among them, not only
It’s Japanese audiences, as well as foreign audiences, especially family members from the hometown of poetry.
This was his little idea. He said hello through the Tokyo media and made himself familiar first. Although it was in Japanese, the broadcast station would be equipped with special real-time translators, so he was not worried that they would not understand.
The word "Qiluo" refers to the female stars off the stage. The word "Qiluo" specifically refers to ladies and beauties. The female stars who understood it smiled and looked at each other, applauded and said to each other on the stage.
The young man's affection doubled.
As for the noisy Khotan flutes and drums, Dadan never stopped, and the one that was praised was the Starlight Awards stage. Such a good stage will not stop until the morning, right? The people in the NHK TV station immediately understood the meaning and nodded appreciatively, even if it was
The staff behind the scenes also feel proud that their hard work has not been in vain.
I have never seen such a letter of challenge.
He was amiable and even praised and complimented, making everyone happy on and off the stage.
It was like when everyone was carrying guns and preparing to kill, this gentle and beautiful boy took out a few peace doves from his crotch and said that everyone should not fight and kill, let us let the peace doves fly, and let the melody of happiness hover in the air.
The blue sky lets the joy of being a human being resound throughout the world. I hope you are well, I am well and everyone is well.
Then the conversation changed: "Young man, the scenery is really unique." This probably means that after letting go, you can enjoy the peace, and then I will take away the champion!
That's right, the last sentence of this poem is about himself.
The previous ones are all foreshadowing.
But it just makes me angry. After all, he even praised me!
Looking at the lively and cheerful interior of the museum, Yu Xian smiled childishly.
The shortcomings of this world's culture are being made up for by the world in his hands, like the magpie bridge that connects the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and the overwhelming number of magpies colliding and intersecting in the Milky Way.
Five thousand years of culture, even a hundred years, can shock your mother for a lifetime.
This is a cultural self-confidence that cannot be erased no matter which world we live in.
Ansanji's lips curved slightly: "It's a bit interesting."
Different from pretentiousness, different from overt ridicule and undertones, this poem is far better than the beginning of the previous two colleges' challenge speeches in terms of rhetoric and conception, and it has a sense of majesty and grandeur.
People can't help but look forward to the text of his speech later.
Is there? Of course there is!
If we talk about the passion of young people and the momentum of publicity, it can only be this song!
After a pause for a few seconds, the super-stage performance of Yu Xian continued.
He smiled, stretched out his hands vigorously, and loudly expressed the overwhelming pride in his heart. It was the rising red sun that was about to illuminate this dark age with its grand light:
"The red sun rises, and its path shines brightly."
"The river flows out and flows into the ocean."
"The dragon is lurking in the abyss, its scales and claws are flying."
"The tiger roars in the valley, and all the beasts are terrified."
...
"The tiger roars in the valley, and all the beasts are terrified?"
Ansanji was stunned and muttered to himself.
This is a hundred times more arrogant than the poem just now!
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the clubhouse, like air currents rising from the depths of the valley, flying upwards and blowing Ansanji's hair. He looked at the young man on the stage quietly, his eyes burning like a torch.
...
"The falcon tests its wings, and the wind and dust absorb it."
"The first birth of a strange flower is like a splendid emperor."
"A general's hair will shine brightly."
"The sky wears its green color, and the earth wears its yellow color."
"Even though there is eternity, there are eight desolations."
"The future is like an ocean and the future is long."
His voice carries a majestic and awe-inspiring aura, as majestic as the plains and valleys, rising step by step, shaking everything along the way.
There was another moment of pause.
Leave some time for the audience to breathe.
Yuxian looked around the crowd, the confidence in his mouth still blooming fiercely:
"The beauty of mountains and rivers is my ridge."
"Heaven, earth and sky are measured step by step."
"This is a young man of our generation who is not happy when he sees the spring breeze, is not bothered by summer insects, is not sad when he sees the autumn wind, does not sigh when he sees the winter snow, is too lazy to pay attention to the rich and powerful, and is unwilling to step forward when he sees injustice."
"This is a young man of our generation, whose heart is like the blazing sun, shining brightly."
Whether you want to create gods or not has nothing to do with me;
All I want is a championship, and more than one championship;
I will show all the roads to the top for everyone in the world to see;
No matter what hardships may occur along the way, I don’t care;
Yu Xianzhisheng patted the microphone and put his lips close to each other, just like many years ago when he stood at the highest place in the examination room and stared at the young girls with dreams under the heavy rain.
At that time, he kept saying something to himself.
This sentence supported him for a long time, allowed him to survive the pain and confusion, and allowed him to grit his teeth and climb up to the most dazzling throne while bleeding.
You can't step into the same river in life.
Both life and the river are different.
But the boy is still the same boy as before.
Being young is absurd, being young is frivolous.
There's nothing bad about it, it's just so cool.
So he spoke again: "We, our rebellious young ministers, do not believe in humans, ghosts, or gods. From now on, we will chop off the dragon's head and chew its meat so that it will not be able to return in the morning or lie down at night."
"Thank you everyone."
This is considered a blood oath.
The National Arena fell into silence, and then was overturned by chaotic and noisy noises.
In just a few hundred words, it is passionate and majestic.
It expresses the bravery and arrogance of young people.
This time I understood everything I was supposed to understand, and the crowd burst into a roar. No one expected that the young man on the stage would give a speech in the form of poetry and short songs, and the content of his speech could be called an explosion!
Whether it's the lyricism of Kami Erei in Keio Private School or the psychosis of Mori Miho in Waseda Academy, what this young man from Tokyo University of Arts gave a speech is far superior to the first two.
This has raised the status of the entire competition! It makes people excited to hear it!
So powerful!
Yu Xian stood on the stage, innocently smiling.
The familiar cheers are back, just like before.
But in this life, he already has too many things that he never dared to imagine.
Family, companions...
And those who support you behind your back.
He was very grateful in his heart.
Miyamoto Yukiko's white color is the sun in his desolate world, and the people around her bring him the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
He felt that it was really beautiful and he was not lonely at all.
Kazuki Sawano laughed loudly, stood up and clapped vigorously, and Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa also stood up and laughed heartily.
Even the usually calm Sen Meihua stood up and applauded.
Not to mention Hei Mu Tong and the others, they were already extremely excited.
The twenty people participating under Dongda Art Group also cast envious glances.
A speech of this level will surely gain a lot of attention, and the words that come out of his mouth will be engraved in people's hearts.
Really arrogant.
But it makes people have to accept it.
After all, the speech was so well written.
The leaders of the ten major colleges were all silent, with different expressions.
The boys and girls behind them had bright eyes.
Kaoru Nagisa Sakura's girlfriends were so happy that they grabbed the people in the audience, jumped up and pointed at the stage, and said loudly that that is my family's treasure, how about my family's treasure is very good!
Yu Xian bowed politely and was about to walk off the stage, but was stopped by the host who walked up quickly.
"Wait a moment, classmate Yuxian, there is another question here." The female host said with a smile.
One more question?
Why don’t the first two colleges have this link?
Yu Xian was confused, his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded: "Please tell me."
The female host is still smiling. This link was added temporarily. NHK TV station just sent her a message through the headset, saying that the directors of Japan's four major entertainment consortiums are very interested in this child, so they have a question to ask him.
The female host faced the audience and picked up the prompt card in her hand: "Excuse me, Yu Xian, what kind of art do you think is good?"
After saying that, she smiled and looked down at the young man in front of her.
This question is not difficult.
But for the current situation of Japan's entertainment industry, the question "what is good art" contains many meanings. This is a question of taking sides, either here or there.
Some celebrities below the stage had expressions on their faces. Usually they would not talk about this kind of thing openly. After all, isn’t that what climbing up is all about? Money, power, status, honor, etc., these things, you let
It's hard for a child to explain.
After all, everyone knows that some things cannot be said clearly...
This kid just made a blood-burning oath, which made everyone excited. If his answer is too explicit, wouldn't it be a foil for those consortiums who only want to make money!
This is a trap for me...
Yuxian childishly sneered in his heart.
It's interesting, so I'll play with you for a while.
