Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Seven: Sub-form Feather Knot Girl
One day left until the finals.
The weather is very sunny today and the autumn air is crisp.
As a child, Yu Xian took a car to the hospital to visit the little angel Aoi Takura.
It had rained at night, and the shrubs near the hospital had taken on a new look, full of green. Maple leaves on both sides of the road covered the entire street. Occasionally, cats ran through it, making a crunching sound.
The pale girl leaned on the hospital bed and looked out the window at the blue sky. The sunlight combed her eyelashes golden and gave her cheeks a rosy luster.
After a period of treatment and regular diet, she is much healthier than before.
When Yu Xian opened the door and walked in, she was sitting on the hospital bed, drawing on a folding table.
There is a green plant on the window sill on the second floor, and there is a cat nesting inside, sleeping soundly, with its tail hanging down toward the inside of the house. It must be a good dream, and its tail is dangling in its sleep.
Yu Xian sat gently on the chair and placed the fruit in his hand on the counter.
When Tian Kongkui saw him, her eyes widened, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips. He smiled back at her, and then motioned her to continue painting. He wanted to see the work she would complete soon.
Takashi Aoi lowered her head and continued painting until it was completed.
She raised the painting in front of Yu Xian's naive face, hoping to get his praise.
This is a portrait of a cat. In this portrait, there is also a woman wearing jeans and a shirt. The portrait she draws is Miyamoto Yukiko. Next to the woman stands a boy. This boy is Yu Xianzhi.
"Do you still remember her?" Yu Xian asked innocently.
In his impression, Tazora Aoi and Miyamoto Yukiko had only met once. But this painting was very excellent and captured Miyamoto Yukiko's majestic temperament, which surprised him very much.
"Remember." Tian Kongkui nodded while pecking at the rice.
"Who is this cat?" Yu Xian asked again, pointing to the cat in the portrait.
"Shu じいさん." Takashi Aoi said, "That's what everyone calls it."
Yu Xian was startled for a moment, then laughed.
Oji-san means uncle in Japanese.
It's quite interesting that a cat's name is called Uncle.
"It usually stays with me." Tian Kongkui pointed to the sleeping cat on the windowsill.
The cat seemed to have sensed Yu Xian's immature arrival, glanced at him with raised eyelids, and went back to sleep indifferently. It really looked like an uncle.
Haruki Murakami is right. When you see a cat sleeping, you feel that nothing bad is happening in the world at this moment.
This window sill faces the road outside, and not far away is the river. During the day, a long whistle will sound in the river. Whenever it sounds, the cat's ears will stand up, and will soften when the sound disappears.
This cat is leisurely and burrowing slightly, as if telling the whole Japan that it is a happy cat.
For a cat, happiness means going from being a stray to no longer being a stray.
It was September when Takura Aoi met it. At first, it didn’t dare to approach here. After Takura Aoi finished her daily treatment, she would get out of bed, pull out the plastic lunch box from under the bed, scrub it clean, and give it her own lunch.
Half of it, then put a bowl of water and some sugar in the water to keep it fresh longer.
After a while, she and the cat became friends.
Yuxian Zhisheng doesn't perform every day. When she can't see Yuxian Zhisheng on TV, she will draw pictures to show to the cat. This cat named 'Uncle' is a famous stray cat nearby and has a very good temper.
He is irritable, but he is willing to play with Tian Kongkui. He does not come near because he knows that he is dirty.
It also knew that Takashi Aoi liked to draw, and soon it became familiar with her lifestyle. Whenever she wanted to draw, it would jump on the counter and hold the manuscript paper and pen next to her.
It can be seen that this is a smart cat and full of spirituality.
When Mr. Hu Shi was playing table tennis with his wife, his little civet cat was sitting on the net. Whenever the ball was about to hit the ground, it would stretch out its paws to intercept it, then turn to the side, facing the owner, and send the ball to
past.
Yu Xian is also a cat lover and likes cats very much.
"Having it with you makes me feel more at ease." Yu Xianzhisheng looked at the cat and said, reaching out and touching Tian Kongkui's head. Under his hands, Tian Kongkui was as docile as a little white cat.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah." Takura Aoi looked at him expectantly.
"Hold on for a while longer. When I finish the game, I will pick you up and we will go home together." Yuxian Zhisheng handed the peeled apple to her hand.
She took it and took a small bite of the cherry, filling it with juice.
Yu Xian stood up to say goodbye, and his hand was suddenly held by her. She took out a lot of manuscript paper from under the pillow, all of which were pictures she had drawn. The TV was her only way to relax. Whenever she watched his
After the performance, I will draw his appearance on the manuscript paper, and each drawing will be lifelike.
Yu Xian, a young boy, liked this gift very much and took it and put it in his schoolbag.
Tian Kongkui smiled, a spring-like smile.
After leaving the ward, Yu Xianzhisheng went to the payment office with Yuan and Yilong to prepare to pay for the next period of treatment.
"Someone has already handed it over." The nurse in the stands didn't even look up.
Yu Xian was startled: "Who is it?"
"The other party said they were from the Anshan family," the nurse in the stands said.
She raised her head and looked at Yuxian Zhisheng, feeling familiar, but he was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, so she couldn't tell.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"The Anshan family must have been cured by Anshan." After returning to the car, Yuan and Yilong said.
Yu Xian childishly nodded.
The reason why the literary club knew about Takatsuki's existence was most likely because they found out about it when they were checking on him. Before that, Takatsuki's fees were deducted from his card.
When Ansanji gave him the points, he said, "We all know what kind of person you are." Presumably because of this, they were not worried at all that they would misuse the points.
"It's really good. Good people are rewarded." Yuan and Yilong said.
"It would be great if the world were like this." Yu Xian put on his seat belt, "There is still a long way to go."
Whether they are domestic cats or wild cats, they can run happily in the spring.
What Yuzuru wants to create is such a world, not the entire Japan, but the entire world.
Of course, such an ideal is too ambitious.
Therefore, it is better to eat, go home and sleep and be Yukiko's good baby.
"Where to go next?" Yuan Heyilong asked, "Would you like to go to Missi Missi? I know a good restaurant."
"No, let's go back to the training room." Yu Xian rubbed his brows.
"Tomorrow is the decisive battle."
At that time, you can put down the heavy burden you are carrying and go have fun.
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang, it was Lu Huoqing calling.
As he listened, his tone changed.
"Are you sure that's the one?"
"I am sure that Keio Private School has moved the 'church' to the venue of the finals, and the velvet cloth will not be lifted until the finals," Lu Huoqing said.
After Yu Xianzhisheng finished answering the phone, the good mood he had just gained from Takashi Aoi was gone.
He probably guessed what instrument it was.
——He understands.
In front of that huge musical instrument, human beings are such tiny creatures.
...
The end of September is coming quietly, maple leaves are covering Tokyo, and the finals have officially begun.
The time is Saturday, and the full-day schedule is as follows:
9 a.m. to 12 a.m.: Star Awards Women’s Finals.
6pm to 9pm: Star Awards Men’s Finals.
There is another name for the finals, the leadership competition.
All students will willingly become foils and send the leaders of their own colleges to the final throne.
Women's team.
Tokyo University Art: Kurobutou VS Keio Private School: Yakugenji Seikaku.
Each person has two public rounds and takes turns performing.
The final vote will be the final winner.
Men's team.
Tokyo University Art: Yuzuru Shisei VS Keio Private School: Kame Rei.
Each person has two public rounds and takes turns performing.
The final vote will be the final winner.
...
"Are you really going to do it, for me?"
Six o'clock in the morning, training room.
There was a blue mist floating outside.
Black Wood Boy gently put down the violin in his hand.
She stared silently at the girl in front of her.
Not the boy, not him.
When this girl just walked in, Hei Mutong was stunned on the spot.
She has never seen such a beautiful girl, like a fairy.
That kind of beauty is not something that can be achieved in the human world. It is an extraordinary combination of heroism and beauty.
With the crow feather tassels hanging in her ears and the jingling red bells on her ankles, she walked on the smooth floor, and the sunlight hit her body, making her look so hazy, like lotuses growing every step of the world, for thousands of years.
Then this beautiful girl sat on the ground carelessly, took out a piece of bread from her arms, opened it, took out an egg, cracked it into pieces, and ate it without any image.
"Yes, sister, I will personally go to battle for you." She said in a female voice.
Then she put the egg in her mouth, pulled up her long silver hair, and her calves under her skirt were delicate and beautiful.
Kurobutong is not a lesbian.
This is something she is extremely sure of.
But her heart was pounding, and the heartbeat sounded like a dense drumbeat.
"What should I call you, brother?" she asked softly, tilting her head.
"Hagoromo Yume," she said.
"Hiccup~" Then he burped incomprehensibly.
...
an hour ago.
Yuzuru took a car and went to a women's clothing store in Narita District.
Waiting for him there was Rie Shirasawa, who had made an appointment over the phone in advance.
As before, he sat in front of the dressing table while Rie Shirasawa expertly applied makeup to him.
That was him walking out of the mirror, a fantastic reflection from another world.
Yuzuru's childish sub-form, Yui Yume.
The desire to help Kurobutong win the women's championship is extremely strong.
This is what he promised a long time ago.
He was not sure whether Shen Huiling would go to the women's group venue.
I'm even more unsure whether the "church" prepared by Keio Private School will be used for my sister.
Because I was not sure, I decided to have Yui Hagoromo.
If she gets it, she's basically invincible.
The small Yakjian Temple Qinghe is nothing to be afraid of.
Because, she and Hua Niao Feng Yue will dance to the Pure Land of Paradise for Hei Mu Tong.
And before going on stage, she was going to play a big one to attract the attention of the audience.
So she asked someone to buy an extended spray.
Now that you have played them all, you must play the most exciting ones and be done with it.
After all, the naughty one is Hagoromo Yume, so why are you looking for me, Yuzuru, a naive one?
The makeup is done.
He couldn't even recognize himself in the mirror.
He is not a womanizer, but he wants to kiss himself in the mirror.
"This form is really fucking poison." Even he had to admit it, "Then I'll go back first, and don't tell Xuezi that I was here this morning."
"Oh, right." He paused again, "Does Xuezi usually watch my games?"
"Look, why don't you look?"
Rie Shirasawa put down the makeup box in her hand and pointed to the sofa in the lounge: "She usually watches your performances there. Sometimes she is busy and watches intermittently, so she goes home and watches the replays."
"I thought she wouldn't look at me." Yu Xian said softly.
"How is it possible? She never failed once. After reading it, she hugged me and cried, saying she misses you so much." Shirasawa Rie smiled, "She probably thinks she is an unlucky person, so she doesn't dare to mention your competition.
She may be afraid of bringing you bad luck, she has never been so cautious before."
"What a stupid woman," he said.
"She will be coming to work soon." Shirasawa Rie lowered her head and looked at her watch, "Do you want to wait for her?"
"No, the game is about to start." Yu Xian shook his head naively.
In fact, there is plenty of time.
It won't take long to meet.
But he was worried that he wouldn't be able to help it, and would stay regardless of everything. He would just hold her thigh, not going anywhere, and not be able to push her away.
...
"That's just the way it is."
The girl sitting on the floor shrugged her shoulders and smiled at Kuroki Dou.
"I don't think they will use the 'church' against me. It should be a murder weapon prepared for you." Kuro Mutong stretched out his hand and touched her earrings carefully.
"But I prefer to be foolproof. As long as I assist, it won't be of any use to anyone," she said.
"Am I beautiful, sister?" she suddenly asked.
"Where did you buy the earrings? I want to buy one too."
"I'll give it to you after the game is over."
"Sister, I want a hug." She said again.
"bring it on."
The morning light was faint, glowing dust floated in the air, the wind blew the blue curtains, the color extended into the sky, and a cat meowed outside.
The low moans and groans, the colors of the church windows, and the drunken sounds like glass, all responded to each other.
"As expected of my sister's body." She held her hands tightly.
"But I think it's you who suffer today," she heard her sister say.
Sunshine shyly hid, and after a while, it dared to show its head again.
Dongda Art's car is driving on the road.
The atmosphere today is unusually quiet.
"Who is that?" Ryosuke Akagi nudged Giyuu Okakai next to him with his elbow.
"I don't know."
Dahuai Yiyong could not turn his eyes away, and people were already looking stupid.
"Let me strike up a conversation." Ryosuke Akagi combed his hair back.
"Get lost." Heimu Tong didn't even raise his head.
Akagi Ryosuke put his hair down and sat back down.
Want to cry but no tears.
Black Wood Boy is impossible for him.
Even if Hei Mutong doesn't say it herself, everyone sees and understands the childish relationship between her and Yu Xian.
But, can’t I even strike up a conversation with others?
"By the way, why didn't the boss come today?" Natsume said softly.
"He has already gone to the men's group venue." Kuromu Tong's heart tightened, she was not good at lying.
"Why didn't Yuzuru-kun call us two?" Ryousuke Akagi said.
"Is it useful to you?" Heimutong asked back.
"Are we useless?" Akagi Ryosuke asked Dai Huaiyiyong.
"Is there any?" Dahuai Yiyong scratched his head.
The girl sitting next to Kuro Mudong chuckled.
Naughty pinching, fun pinching.
When we arrived at the competition venue, the staff transported the musical instruments one by one through the backstage to the player lounge, along with props that could be used in the competition.
"Just give me this." Yuxian Zhisheng pointed at the large spray can.
The staff member blushed and handed the large spray can into her hand.
Yu Xian took it and carried it on his shoulders, showing his unparalleled bravery.
