The clothes were all packed up and placed neatly in the suitcase that Xuezi bought for him before. Stacks of pen drawings used to ease his thoughts about her were also put into the document bag and then put into the school bag.
Before walking out of the presidential suite, he checked to see if there was anything left here. Only when he was sure there was nothing, did he take out the key card and put it in his pocket.
This was the last time he stayed in this room without any memories.
He took the elevator downstairs, handed his room card to the front desk, and then went to the instrument room where Dongda Art was specially stored in the hotel. He used the piano in the room to play a tuneless rhythm.
This is not what should be done before the finals begins.
Normally, he should be complacent or embark on the journey in high spirits.
But no.
He just smiled softly, like a tourist who had been busy outside for a long time and finally returned home. He just wanted to finish the last job in his hand, and maybe he could get home before it got dark.
The afternoon sun peeked out from the thick clouds, and the wind-disturbed sky was extremely blue, with a faint layer of gold on the horizon.
He got up, picked up his old schoolbag, and got into the special car.
The wind is blowing and the sun is setting.
He is still who he is, nothing has changed.
But everything is different again.
It is different from the women’s finals in the morning.
The overall attention paid to the women's finals is far less than that of the men's finals.
Not even half of it.
But tonight is different.
Tonight is the end of the annual event.
The game started at six o'clock, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, the entrance to the clubhouse was already crowded with people.
As soon as Yu Xian's childish car arrived, there was a burst of crazy shouting.
There are so many female fans here, the ratio is almost 8:2.
Although it was still daytime at the moment, the ambient lights were still flashing spectacularly, which was a sea of support light signs held high by the fans.
Mother fans stood at the front, calling his name loudly.
The other group was the fans of Shen Huiling. In the same sea of lights, the shouts became louder and louder. For a while, the two sides started to compete with each other, and they were so noisy that they couldn't tell whose name they were calling.
Xia Chuan and Haiyue took a taxi to the scene. As soon as they got out of the car, they realized that the grand scene at noon was completely different from the one in front of them.
There is simply a sea of people here, and it is crowded everywhere.
The girl became excited instantly.
Yes, just like you, there are so many people who like him around here.
How could you not be elated?
Natsukawa Haiyue quickly found her mother's best friend group. Natsukawa Seko wore a white scarf with the ink word "Destiny Yuxian" on her head. She shook the light sign vigorously in her hand and competed with the fans of Shenhui Ling across the road.
Whose voice is louder.
"Mom, is there anything to eat here? We haven't eaten yet." Xia Chuan Haiyue stuck out her tongue.
"Come!" Natsukawa Seko handed the light sign to her hand, her eyes turned red with roar, "Shou for me!"
"Ah? I want to eat."
"Eat after you shout!" Natsukawa Seko ordered sternly.
So Natsukawa Kaiyue and Kamiyako also joined in the fans' incompetent rage.
They both definitely wouldn't be able to enter the venue.
Natsukawa Seko only has one ticket.
But this is Rina Ryoko's RV, so it's quite enjoyable to sit here and watch the TV broadcast outside the venue.
Xia Chuan Haiyue called Yu Xian's childish name while watching the young man walking on the red carpet and waving to people.
A sense of pride welled up in her heart.
I am different from you, I have shaken hands with him!
She put her hand under her nose and sniffed.
It lost its flavor very early on.
Actually, it has no taste at all.
Time passed quietly, and more and more people gathered at the scene.
At around 4:30, admission began, the gates opened, and spectators entered the venue one after another.
A dense crowd waited outside the venue, waiting for the big screen to light up.
It wasn't until 6 p.m. that the game officially started.
In the dim sky as the sun sets, an aerial photography helicopter flies along the top of the venue, broadcasting the live footage of the finals to thousands of households.
The opening ceremony of the finals was a chorus of celebrities.
This is a blessing for the two top players.
It's not just celebrities who came to the scene tonight.
All the people at the top of the entertainment industry came to the scene.
The four major conglomerates in the entertainment industry, the top executives of Dongda University of Arts, and the top executives of Keio Private School were all sitting in VIP rooms. Even though they were far apart, they could still feel the smell of gunpowder on each other.
Many people from the literary and artistic circles also came.
What no one knew was that Ansanji also came to the scene with his family.
He did not choose a VIP room, but asked the program crew for an ordinary seat in the front row.
Anzan Kiyohime came to the scene for the first time.
She sat next to her father, her beautiful little face filled with happiness.
Sitting at the venue is a completely different experience than watching it at home. In addition to excitement, the audience's lively discussions converge into an ocean, and people's emotions grow infinitely in this atmosphere.
It is a gathering and upward emotion, awakened by the surrounding enthusiasm.
Even autistic people will become bold and crazy when they come to a scene of this level.
Anzan Kiyohime jumped up and down happily and kissed her old father on the cheek.
Mr. Ansanji wanted to control his daughter's joy, but as soon as he kissed her on the cheek, the slave girl immediately let her do what she wanted, and just gently asked her to keep her voice down.
When the opening ceremony ended, the celebrity judges returned to the judges' seats one after another.
Dansheng Huazhi was also among them. She never wore makeup tonight, but she specially put on good-looking makeup.
No matter who the final winner is, she will do the final interview.
Amid the cheers of the audience, the female host slowly walked onto the stage.
"Welcome everyone to tonight's finals. The moment we have been waiting for for a long time is finally happening now."
The female host held the microphone, looked at the unparalleled grand occasion in the audience, and smiled.
"The sponsors of this competition are..." A list of names of groups.
After reading the list of sponsors, the sound of fireworks filled the sky. The twilight sky at six o'clock in the afternoon was brilliantly rendered by colored sulfur.
"Then let's start the lottery for the matches."
"Let us welcome the student from Keio Private School Academy, Shen Hui Ling."
Her hands move toward the side of the stage in a contrived invitation.
Some lighting equipment near the main stage were turned on side by side in an instant, making them bright and dazzling.
In the white of light and shadow, the divine painting spirit wearing white embroidered clothes came slowly and stood on the stage on one side.
Fans howled wildly from the audience.
Shen Huiling was in good condition tonight, smiling confidently and waving gently.
"The next one is a student from Dongda University of Arts, Yu Xian Zhisheng!" the female host shouted, this time obviously much louder than before.
There was no pause, and the next second, earth-shattering cheers exploded.
Yu Xian walked slowly up to the stage, smiling and waving as well.
He is wearing a baseball uniform tonight.
A very ordinary baseball uniform, a very ordinary one from Uniqlo.
But fans won't care about this.
The round of drawing ends.
Shen Huiling is still the first to appear.
According to the principle that the first person to appear will be defeated, it should be unfair to the first person to appear.
That's why there is a two-round competition system, with alternating turns.
Every time there is another chance for a comeback.
In fact, under this competition system, it is unfair to the second place player.
Audiences are creatures that are easily moved by emotions. There is also a first impression in psychology. As long as what Shenhuiling comes up with is good enough, there will still be many viewers who can't wait to vote in advance.
As the stage curtain opened, Shen Huiling's performance officially began.
"The game begins, sir."
At this time, in a secret room on the top floor of the venue, a chestnut-haired woman played with the car keys in her hand and joked boredly.
Outside the room, dozens of men in black suits stood.
If Tian Kongkui were here, he would definitely recognize that this woman had come to his home before.
The 'adult' this woman was teasing was another woman.
She was sitting at the highest point facing the stage, from where she could have a panoramic view of the entire audience. Her face was covered with a bronze mask, embroidered with patterns that resembled those of ancient emperors.
Under the bronze mask, no one could see her expression clearly.
"Song, is that your little daughter?" the woman wearing a bronze mask asked softly.
"Yes." Shen Huikong, the head of the Shenhui family and one of the five great emperors of the Guoqinghui, nodded lightly.
Next to them stood a group of boys and girls, all of whom looked top-notch. They were powerful sons from various ancient tribes in Japan, and now they were all gathered by the woman under her command.
This group of boys and girls rarely come out of the Zending Maple Court, and tonight is indeed an exception.
They rarely get to have close contact with female players, and tonight is an exception.
The boys and girls did not dare to make loud noises, but just watched the performances on the stage silently, with different postures, either sitting or leaning. There was also a boy sitting next to the female general, with his legs curled up on the chair,
Cheeks, looking at the performance on the main stage with great interest.
"You have grown up, Aling." The female general said softly.
"Yes, so many years have passed." Shen Huikong said in a low voice.
"Aren't the young masters of the Chen family grown that big?" The female general looked at the woman next to her.
"I grew up two years ago, and now the eldest young master and the third young master have begun to fight for power." The woman shrugged, with a bored look on her face, "Unfortunately, they don't know that the second young master is still alive."
The female general said no more.
"Will that person be our companion in the future?" The boy sitting next to the female general suddenly spoke softly.
"If Shen Huiling can win this crucial game, the influence brought by her three consecutive championships will be converted into points, which will be enough for her to come to us."
The person who said this was a girl. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt, exposing half of her white arms, and her shoulder-length white hair was pulled into a slight arc at the end. At this time, she was watching the performance intently, tilting her head slightly.
With a nod of his head, a few strands of silver hair swayed gently, making him a pleasing sight at a glance.
There should be a good-looking girl here, provided that you ignore the silver-white scales covering her right forearm and the ferocious bone spurs on it.
And the sword she carried behind her back, a very thin sword.
Everyone is afraid of this sword because it has killed people.
It contains the blood of common people and the blood of nobles, and it treats them equally.
"No, I'm not talking about her, I'm talking about the second young master." The boy said, with no emotion or anger in his voice.
Shen Huiling's performance is on track, and the audience is already a sea of noise.
The matrix sound array in the giant stage conveyed her special male voice to every corner of the venue. The overhead camera hovered in the air, advancing the lens forward and backward, and broadcasting every detail on the big screen.
She chose a steady and steady performance.
There is no extra elaboration or extra thinking.
Assisting her in this performance were all students from Keio Private School. Six people in the team accompanied her, and more people in plain white clothes sang harmonies for her in front of a row of microphones at the back.
The harmony is ethereal, ground-breaking, and echoes for a long time.
She changed the stage of the first round into her most familiar solo concert format, and it was a super large-scale concert, using her most famous classic song "The Crown".
Along with the singing, Park Zunshi danced with her.
His dancing posture is also like the wind, just like his code name in Korea, "Wind God".
The stage's luster kept changing, the audience cheered fiercely, and the atmosphere kept rising.
This is an absolute visual feast.
She sang with all her heart, and on this final grand stage, she used the most stable and comprehensive way to control the operation of the entire stage.
It's hard not to admit that she used the right method.
This performance is not amazing, it can only be said to be average.
But it also means that she can never go wrong and can swallow all her fan votes.
But isn't this kind of "fairly well-behaved" a desperate performance?
After all, unknowingly, due to Yu Xian's naive appearance, this high-level concert was regarded as "fair".
Stage effect, field control ability, team integration, everything is missing.
This kind of conformity is already extremely difficult for others.
Facing the separate screens on both sides of the stage are the voting pools for the two leaders.
The red ticket pool on the left is Shen Huiling, and the blue ticket pool on the right is Yuxian Zhisheng.
At this time, the number of red votes on the left is rising rapidly.
Fans of Shen Huiling happily voted for Shen Huiling.
After all, after two years of following, I still hope that Shen Huiling can win three consecutive championships. Even if Shen Huiling plans to withdraw from the circle, it will end here and there will be no regrets.
As for Yuxian Zhisheng, it would be a pity if he didn't win.
To blame, I can only blame him for debuting two years late.
The atmosphere in the entire venue was filled with excitement, and worry gradually appeared on the faces of Yu Xian's naive fans.
I am looking forward to his amazing performance.
But at the same time, I was worried that he would mess up.
Amazingness and risk are a double-edged sword, and they will always coexist.
But this is the finals, and no one will give him a chance to regret it.
With another burst of fireworks, the singing of Shen Hui Ling on the stage gradually stopped, and Park Zun's dance also ended appropriately at the last moment.
"oh!!!!"
There was an ocean of cheers from the audience.
The round of performances at Keio Private School ended calmly.
The backstage real-time viewing record had already broken the record of the previous year. But what surprised NHK TV station was that this was just the beginning and it was still rising.
It is not just Japan that is paying attention to the finals tonight. The ratings in the other five countries have also been broken, far exceeding the total traffic a few years ago.
Backstage lounge.
Yu Xian was making final preparations, but they were not really preparations at all.
I just drank some water and picked up the microphone.
He understood Keiying Private School's calm style of play, but he had nothing to say.
Because he understands.
Shen Huiling's calm preparation paved the way for her killer move in the second round.
That's what really needs to be taken care of.
Whether the champion can be reversed depends on what her trump card is.
The only pity is that he was not ready to perform in the second round.
In other words, he was planning to play the piano song "Flight of the Bumblebee" before, but now he is undecided.
I can't deal with it because I'm not sure.
Only by surpassing the opponent can you defeat the opponent. If you cannot surpass, it will become a stepping stone for the opponent.
This is the truest and cruelest truth on the field.
But there is nothing to be afraid of. Win the first round first and then talk about anything else.
Yuxian Zhisheng waved, and Hua Niao Fengyue, who was wearing a white dress, stood up from her seat.
In this performance, she will dance with him and pave the way for him.
Even if it means burning her life, she made this realization before going on stage.
"Are you nervous?" His voice echoed in the corridor.
"Not at all." Hua Niao Fengyue said with a smile.
The lights on the stage gradually dimmed.
A beam of light shone on Yu Xian's childish body, moving forward with his steps until he reached the center of the stage.
Another beam of light shines on Hua Niao Fengyue, and she is about to dance.
The whole place was silent for a few seconds, and the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami rushed towards us.
"Yu Bao! Charge!"
"Come on! We're waiting for you!"
"The celebration banquet is ready, don't lose!"
"Please God bless me! Please!"
This sound seemed to drown the whole world.
Obviously, he didn't even speak.
No one had ever seen this scene before, and it was a completely uncontrollable joy for the audience.
Anshan Kiyohime's eyes were bright, staring at the plain-white young man on the stage.
At the bottom of the stage, there was a woman wearing a mask. She hid her hair, wore a baseball cap, and had a 100-yen electronic watch on her wrist. No one knew that Kame no Ruri had also come to the scene. She was always very cool.
Although I was busy, I still found time to watch this final grand performance.
Hitomi Kuroki was sitting in the private room of Dongda Art, staring closely at the stage.
Countless people are breathing and waiting.
Until that clear voice appeared along with the prelude and the girl's dancing posture.
梦ならばどれほどよかったでしょう
"How wonderful it would be if all this was a dream."
