Starlight Awards is a super variety show recorded by NHK Screening Department in Tokyo. It is equivalent to the Avenue of Stars in Europe and the United States. Preliminary selection and program recording begin in early April every year.
Generally speaking, it is to put a group of beautiful young people selected through national voting in a recording studio and let them compete with each other, and then everyone will vote for them, similar to the "Star Creation Camp" in the previous life.
", but the Starlight Awards are obviously more powerful and the financial investment is astonishing. The purpose is to stimulate the economic consumption of women across Japan.
After all, this is a variety show that has created a myth in ratings across Japan. Every year in mid-March, it is the day for the big sisters to relax after finishing their postgraduate entrance exams. At the same time, the full-time wives across Japan are also freed from family conflicts during the winter vacation. At this time, there is nothing better than
There is nothing better than sitting in front of the TV wearing a skirt, holding food in hand, and watching pretty boys getting fucked.
The most important thing is that they still have the right to vote. Imagining that they can control the fate of beautiful boys through their mobile phones, the wives tremble with joy! And all the profits generated from this super event will be used for donation.
Give it to the World Children's Fund for the treatment and care of minor children. It is full of positive energy!
Tokyo University Art Elementary School, Hokkaido First Art School, Waseda Talent Club, Keio Private School's Research Institute... a total of ten famous schools will provide top talents for this all-Japan carnival.
Upon hearing Sawano Kazuki's expectations, the students' faces became solemn.
This will be a never-ending battle that only emphasizes the supremacy of strength.
Yu Xian's childish face also became solemn.
They have all been involuntarily removed, and I can now be a little transparent, okay!
No more assholes stopping me from going fishing! Awesome!
After Sawano and Itsuki went down, it was Vice Principal Okuhata Ruo who gave a speech.
"Hello, hello, cough." Ruo Okuhata patted the microphone, "Everyone, I am Vice Principal Okuhata."
It turned out that he was the one who called Xuezi that morning.
Yu Xian's childishness has no good impression of him.
As soon as Okuhata Ruo came on stage, his eyes looked in the naive direction of Yuzuru.
Yuxian Zhisheng immediately felt that something was wrong. Relating to today's series of ridicules and embarrassments, Yuxian Zhisheng immediately understood who was behind this.
"The Art Elementary School of Tokyo University has always been committed to cultivating outstanding talents, walking on thin ice and not daring to slack off at all." Okuhata said with familiar lines, "That's why we dare to show the results of education to all parents!"
"The following is this month's cultural report performance. Parents, please enjoy together, the glory of Dongda Art!"
"In addition, today we specially invited a young man who has the courage to participate in the competition. Although he comes from the general education area, he seems to be very confident in his own strength..."
Okuhata Ruo paused deliberately.
As expected, the students in the art one-way area burst into laughter, while the students in the general education area felt a little unable to hold their heads up, and mentally scolded the guy they didn't know.
People in the general education area can just study hard. Why bother with those future stars? The social class gap is so big that you can’t see it. The world doesn’t need arrogant idiots!
"Let him come up here and beat him up!" Suddenly someone raised his arms and shouted.
There was another burst of laughter.
The parents looked at each other and laughed together. I didn't expect to see such fun today. How did you become the parent of that child? Aren't you afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on the child?
Okuhata Ryuo pressed his hands, showing a sad look, and continued with a high-pitched voice that he thought was nice: "Please be quiet, everyone, remember the school motto of Tokyo University Art, and always be gentle. This child is quite special. He is
Don’t bully an adopted child in school because he has no parents. You must be united and friendly!”
Killing someone with a borrowed knife is nothing more than that.
The subtext is that he is an arrogant child without a father and a mother. If you really want to bully him, no one will stand up for him. He can be completely reduced to a toy for you to vent.
Sawano Kazuki frowned and asked the director next to him: "Why would Okuhata say such a thing?"
The people on the board of directors were obviously waiting to watch the show, waving their hands and saying: "Principal Sawano, others have bullied me to the point of being bullied."
"But that's just a child." Kazuki Sawano frowned and said softly, "Whoever didn't talk big when they were young, please cancel this performance. We must not destroy a child's confidence."
But it was too late.
Okuhata raised the microphone high and said loudly to the audience: "The performance report has officially begun. I would like to invite Kiruma Hiiraichi, a member of Class S, to perform "Higashino's Hometown" on piano for us."
"Higashino's Hometown"?
Yu Xian has never heard piano music in this world, and of course this world also doesn't know Chopin and Mozart. But he saw this piano music in the library magazine of the welfare home, and it was on the Tokyo piano music performance list.
It can be ranked in the top 50, and the playing difficulty is level 6, mainly due to the complex rhythm and finger changing speed in the second half.
Kirima Hiiragi stood up in front of everyone. He straightened the dark red tie on his school uniform and walked forward step by step. The students around him were shouting to him, "Come on!"
Win!'.
Kirima Hiiraichi responded politely.
Kuromudong, please watch my performance carefully.
Yu Xian's junior classmate.
Hiiragi, I have to speed up with all my strength!
...
Audio test.
This Boston piano, worth 2 million yen, makes a pleasant sound in harmony.
Kiruma Hiiraichi's gaze penetrated the crowd and fell on Kirima Yoshitomo - please be proud of me, mother, let me regain all the lost dignity for you!
Press with two fingers! The sound of the piano roars!
The atmosphere of the entire venue was tense.
The dim rain color slowly overflows on the ancient and elegant yellow film behind the piano keys.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Hit three times in a row, protecting the tune with your left hand and smoothing with your right hand, until the bass goes straight up to the treble.
It's as if the train is raising its whistle, and the scenery along the way to my hometown is about to appear in front of me.
Kiruma Hiiragi's slender fingers danced briskly on the keys, like delicate tailed fish emerging from the Nile River, flying, dancing, and falling back on the water, splashing wonderful and brilliant colors on the water.
of notes.
What a wonderful scenery, in the blue and cloudless summer, the stream is singing happily, and the carp streamers of different colors are solidified in the sky like embellishments, bringing back memories of my distant hometown.
The bass sounded again, as if someone was whispering.
Just like the joy of a mother after a wanderer returns home.
There is also the accusation of "Why didn't you say hello in advance?" which is even more disturbing.
Hiiraichi Kirima, likes piano.
He deeply loves the piano, and loves every note flowing in its body. Those notes are also healing the scars in his heart, including the dullness of his father smashing the wine bottle on his mother's head, and his father trampling his mother under his feet.
The wailing that he had poured hot water over rolled in his mind, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe. The piano was comforting him, sustaining him, and restraining him. He wanted to hide here forever, never go out, and could always pretend
The look of an ordinary child with a happy face.
The soft tone is like the winter morning light, crystal clear, calm and gentle.
Kiruma Hiiragi played with his eyes closed, twisting his memory forcefully in the tone.
I am a happy child.
Mother is also a happy mother.
My father is also very gentle.
I don’t have a father like that. That is someone else’s past. My father was a very good man. He just passed away very early. My mother and I miss him very much. After seeing my father again, I will pick up my schoolbag and go to Tokyo to study.
Will never come back again.
Suddenly, a full smile sounded in his heart.
"Tongma, you have inherited my surname, you can't escape it." A man said hiding in the shadows.
My mother's wails filled my ears again, along with the roar of filial piety, the sound of porcelain being smashed, the sound of the belt beating the flesh high and swollen, and the never-ending insults of the drunkard.
——The sound of the piano is about to collapse.
Kiruma Hiiragi's eyes suddenly opened, and sweat poured out of his forehead.
The song titled "Hometown of Higashino" was almost coming to an end, and he actually made a big mistake at the last moment of farewell. He didn't turn his eyes, but he seemed to see the laughter of everyone in the audience, and the color on his mother's face gradually faded.
Disappointment faded.
No, it can't be, it's not over yet.
Kiruma Hiiragi quickly calmed down, sweat sliding down his back like rain. He speeded up his fingers, and the D major key that was supposed to end with warmth and clarity was sped up three times.
The originally soothing final music of farewell was instantly replaced. The rapid chirping of insects sounded in the countryside, accompanied by fireflies and wild beasts in the mountain stream shouting in unison. In the silence of the dark night, silence was louder than sound, and panic filled the sky.
This piano piece deviates from the theme, but it is already the best way to save it.
The cool night wind blew against the cheeks, and the wanderer's ghost roared angrily at his father's grave. The words were clear and permeable to the bones, and the roar of filial piety was powerful and breathtaking.
But the tune no longer matches at all. Is it considered a big failure?
The song ends, tune in.
Kirima Hiiraichi slowly stood up and bowed to everyone.
There should be no applause, he thought, but with a relieved smile on his lips - I have not lost to my father, I am still getting stronger.
However, the next moment, applause burst out.
"Tongma-kun, is this your newly arranged music?!" Chie Fujiwara from Class S was extremely happy and clapped her hands vigorously, "I was trembling when I heard it, as if a cool breeze was blowing!"
"It's really awesome!" said the girl sitting next to Fujiwara Chie, "I thought you made a mistake, but I didn't expect you to save it. The insect chirping ensemble was really awesome. We have a training camp tonight.
Can you play it for me again?"
Huai Yiyong, the squad leader of Class S, gave a thumbs up, showing a rare tenderness.
Tongma Hiiragi was stunned, a little speechless, and hesitantly said: "Of course, you can."
Through the smiling and applauding adults, he saw a smile on his mother's face, wearing an old-fashioned and shabby kimono. It was a proud smile, a smile of forgetting the past and starting over.
Hiiraichi Kirima, likes piano.
——I like it very much.
He sat back on his original seat, stretched his fingers vigorously, and looked at the girl in black dress who was walking towards the ceremony step by step.
It's your turn, Black Wood Boy.
Please defeat that guy named Yu Xianzhi without mercy!
