In the end, Rina Ryoko won the custody rights at a price of 12 million. She calmly picked up the scented tea in front of her and sipped it gently, not even caring about such a big thing as the discoloration of her lips.
It's enough.
Today is definitely the luckiest day.
That child has no father or mother, so I will take care of him from now on.
I heard that he already has a guardian? It doesn't matter, just explain it to his guardian. Instead of letting him live an ordinary life with you, it is better to let him enjoy the glory and wealth with me.
"This child will shine the brightest light in Tokyo in my hands!" Rina Ryoko quietly looked at the childish Yuzuru on the stage, and the thin white bone fan in her hand was closed one by one, slowly and rhythmically.
Knocking on the ground.
Gorgeous ukiyo-e prints pour out as the bone fan opens and closes, exuding the ecstasy of this era.
Lifetime custody rights, 12 million.
Is it worth it? So worth it!
She can still make money for her husband, but if this once-in-a-millennium opportunity slips away before her eyes, Rina Ryoko feels that she will regret it enough to slit her wrists and beg to die.
"Huh..." Rina Ryoko breathed a sigh of relief slowly and looked at the women sitting around her. If eyes could kill, she would have been sliced into pieces like salmon.
She closed her eyes, and the extremely clear voice echoed in her mind.
How would you describe what you just heard?
What's left?
...
The moment Yu Xian stood on the stage and knocked the bottle, reality disappeared before his eyes, the surrounding scenery quickly faded, and the colors shuttled through the blank time, spreading endlessly.
A primeval forest appeared in front of them, and the laughter of children came from inside. The treasure was buried in a dilapidated corner of the treasure map. The boy and the girl embarked on a journey with a cat.
And this is just the prelude to his ringing.
And when he sang the first line, the people who had fallen into hallucinations were awakened by the young and ear-catching female voice, as if they had fallen directly from the Japan Trench into the world's deepest Mariana Trench, surrounded by unprecedented things floating around.
Magical creatures, lovely, swam around in groups, surrounding them like tornadoes.
Female voice, no one expected this sudden female voice
In keeping with the rhythm of this song.
It can only be described as perfect.
Suddenly, Qingming on the stage turned into a little fox demon, smiling seductively at the world with his eyes raised.
However, just when they were smiling and wanting to enjoy it, the tone changed again. On the basis of the original weirdness, the song was suddenly slowed down by Yu Xian's childish voice.
The accompaniment has also slowed down. If Yu Xian was hitting the bottle with a fishing rod before, it was like the gurgling of water without stopping, but now it has turned into a silent drizzle.
Rain is inherently chaotic and lonely.
Tinkering, clanking, changing steps.
Yuxian's childishness transformed into his original voice at the moment when the rhythm slowed down. The extremely high range of the sound was expanded to an unprecedented extent, and the tone increased by 3 keys in a row. It was the cry of a young whale in the deep blue sea, accompanied by the slow sound of flower bags.
Blooming Trill.
For a moment, this solo acapella actually resonated with everyone - a group of children holding hands, dancing an adventurous and fearless dance in the plain wilderness, and the lit bonfire blazing into the sky.
Sing slowly and quietly, echoing endlessly.
It sounds so good.
It sounds so good.
It sounds really good.
Sawano Kazuki was immersed in the singing and found that he couldn't find any adjectives. He just sat stiffly with his body arched and glanced down casually. Others looked similar to him.
This song, from the way it is played to the way it is sung... is far ahead of this era. It makes people unable to have the courage to be in awe and just want to listen quietly and endlessly.
Only Yuxian himself knows that the song "Red Hot Chili Peppers" is actually imperfect.
There are three versions of this song. The version sung by Kenshi Yonezu himself inherits the previous Balibaqi and has a unique style, but it does not sound harmonious. Kenshi Yonezu’s unique singing style washes away the meaning of the lyrics.
A lot.
The children's voice version can only be described as invincible.
The beautiful children's voice sounds, filling your ears with innocence and childishness. It can make people recall the forest of childhood, the ants walking before the heavy rain, and Zelda running in the wilderness.
But there is another version.
That's the slow-paced version of Kamishiraishi Moe.
The tunes of the first two versions rise high and then fall. Only in this version, the tune remains slow and low at the beginning, and then as the chorus lyrics appear, it goes straight to the sky. It is so beautiful!
Yuzuru used the female voice in Kenshi Yonezu's own version, twisting the weird style into a cute one. In the middle, he used the cheerful voice of children to wash away the aftertaste of the female voice, and finally turned it into himself
The lyricism of sound.
Three rivers of different shapes and colors merge into the sea that belongs only to him.
【qu りくねりはしゃいだ道
Aoba's Forest Forest
The street where you can go to the end of Hizashi
Who is it?
The summer comes and the shadow is established and the meeting is completed
Meet the はいちばん星 of つけた
Asukaharu tomorrow
パプリカ花が咲いたら
Haru れた空にkind を莳こう】
Clear voice.
Like a young man in the sun opening a bottle of mineral water, his Adam's apple surges.
Clean tunes.
Just like the colorful umbrella placed in front of the coffee shop, raindrops fall down.
Beautiful hazy face.
Like the light given by God.
His fingers tapping the music are summer’s confession to winter.
The world at this time is incredibly beautiful.
Everyone suddenly felt that life was such a gentle thing.
Many female students under the stage covered their mouths and started sobbing. They had no idea what was going on. They felt that crying was really hypocritical, but the tears just poured out and they couldn't stop them.
kind.
Kirima Hiiragi and others were enjoying and jealous, but the further they went, the less jealous they became. This was a fact that could not be changed even if they were jealous to death.
The voice is indescribable, and the word "natural sound" is weak and weak. It is the kind of voice that God opens his mouth to pour rice into Yu Xian's mouth, and he has to stuff it through his nostrils and ears if he doesn't want to eat.
Hei Mutong stopped crying. She listened carefully and happily.
The song is getting slower and slower, approaching the end.
The most difficult outro is coming.
Sawano Kazuki hugged his arms tightly to his chest and felt his body trembling slightly. Are you worried? Of course, he was worried. This song was extremely completed and the atmosphere was lively and beautiful.
If there is piano or violin accompaniment throughout the whole process, Yu Xian basically doesn't need to worry about it. He can just wait for the accompanist to settle on the final melody, and then watch the people below slapping their palms to swell.
But Yuxian Jinsheng performed his solo with bottles and fishing rods.
If the previous accompaniment is still used, without the support of the voice, people will probably be shattered from their dreams in an instant and fall out of the beautiful illusion with a bang.
The whole atmosphere will be ruined.
Sawano Kazuki shook his head and sighed in his heart. No matter how you say it, Yu Xianzhisheng has done a good job and accomplished something that everyone present could not imagine. Even if he gets away with it in the end, there will be no
No matter what, everyone should applaud as long as it is necessary. No one will be stingy with their applause for this god-like young man.
After all, is it still imperfect?
No, wait!
Sawano Kazuki stood up the moment he heard the unusual sound of the bottle.
After the chorus ends, a new tune is born!
At the end of this song, there is another accompaniment!!!
He actually boldly played a quick beat at the end, short flat notes, three short notes, and smooth long notes. The childish hands of Yu Xian, broadcast on the big screen, were flying quickly, and he took them off the fishing rod.
The stick almost turned into two afterimages in his hand.
No, this is not an accompaniment.
Sawano Kazuki was stunned.
This is a brand new independent new song!
Such a dynamic and charming new tune is just for ending?
How many surprises are there in that boy's belly? Or...frights?
Speeded up.
The tone of voice became faster.
A completely different tune from the original, extremely fast.
Like raindrops splashing on the leaves, shooting.
Then came the roar of heavy rain.
After a while, the sound of the rainstorm slowly dimmed in my ears, as if a young man walked into the house from the rain and closed the door from behind. He shut out the heavy rain and the tone instantly dropped.
The heavy rain was shut out of the world. The boy took off his soaked clothes, and his beautiful body was clearly visible in the shadows.
Then, with the sweat dripping from the young man's forehead, he stopped suddenly.
...
Yu Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled with a smile, and then panted slightly.
Smiling quietly and watching.
The entire scene was as ethereal as the forest-like tranquility after the rain.
People's bodies are leaning forward slightly, like rice that has been blown over by the wind.
He said nothing, leaving the lingering sound to the stunned crowd.
Yu Xian's childish gaze penetrated the crowd, and the colors of the people disappeared in his dark eyes, leaving only the crystal clear white of Yukiko Miyamoto.
The white color of Xuezi is shining, so bright, like soft white porcelain.
The two looked at each other from afar, unable to take their eyes off each other.
Xuezi's eyes were swollen, like a little girl who had cried a lot. She raised her head and stared at Yu Xian's childish and hot eyes. She did not dodge, her eyes were open and honest, staring at him.
The eyes of the two people met in the air, entangled with each other like vines, and then they danced a waltz that belonged only to the two of them above everyone's heads.
Miyamoto Yukiko lowered her eyelids, lowered her head and smiled.
The fanatical cheers that almost lifted the dome of the stadium, and the storm of applause, finally arrived as promised, sweeping towards Yu Xian's childish body like a tide.
But they were all ignored by his ears.
He breathed slowly, and his breath was amplified by the microphone, making a rustling sound.
He recalled the days when he deliberately soiled his face in order to avoid harassment in the orphanage. He recalled the days when women tried to touch him with their hands but could only pretend to be crazy and bang their heads against the wall. He recalled the days when he was put in a solitary room after resisting.
He recalled those days, and then in the bright whiteness of Xuezi, he took them out of his heart and threw them away.
Some people are born to live under the light of the sun, and some people have to live in the dark night.
Nice school uniforms, and Boko soda to drink, and the tempura bento in my school bag must taste good, right? Thank you, Yukiko, for letting me walk from the dark night into the sunshine.
